Male!Hungary x Fem!PrussiaMale!Hungary x Fem!Prussia4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why doesn't he like me?" Julchen paced her room, thinking of a good reason with a scowl. "I mean, I'm awesome, I'm better looking than her, I'm sexier. So, why doesn't he like me?" She went back and forth in her room, her small bird following her movements until it grew tired and perched on the windowsill. Julchen stopped and sat at the window, resting her head in her hand frowning. "This is so unawesome, mein little birdie." The bird chirped in agreement and nuzzled her owner.
'Sophia's pretty, sure, but she's so stuck up!' Her frowned deepened as she thought. 'Daniel probably doesn't even realize it. He's too busy listening to her talk about pianos and playing with her hair. So unawesome...' A sigh was emitted and Julchen stood up, giving up on the subject for the time being. There were better things to do, like getting drunk off her ass and singing karaoke. That was exactly what she was going to do!
You are my source to happiness - OneshotYou are my source to happiness - Oneshot4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Summary: What is happiness? I mean sure you will get all you want
with money but is that all, will you be happy then? I guess each
individual has a different thought about happiness and so does
Gilbert Beilschmidt …
Warning: Implied sex, Yaoi (boyxboy duhh~), umm fluffiness that might
explode your mind... ooc-ness too >>
My happiness comes from such simple things...
I opened my bloody red eyes and squinted them as the bright sunlight
hit my lens. Wasn't the curtains closed last night? He must have
pulled them up. I can see the bird's nest out on the tree outside.
The temperature must be freezing out there but the tiny white egg has
made it or so it seemed, for there was a small bird cuddling next to
I propped myself up with my arms and felt the bed creaked as I
stepped down to the freezing wooden floor. Pieces of clothing were
scattered across the room. Boy, we were really going at it last
A chuckle escaped my lips as I p
Unexplainable - Tomochika Shibuya/Otoya Ittoki~P~Unexplainable - Tomochika Shibuya/Otoya Ittoki4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"Are you all right?"
Otoya jumped a bit at the voice, before turning to eye its owner. There stood the best friend of the woman who had broken his heart, Tomochika Shibuya. Her violet-coloured irises were staring him down from where he was seated a few feet away, concern swirling in them.
Sighing heavily, he blinked at her before directing his gaze back to its original place on the floor. "Honestly, Tomo, no," he breathed, pulling a hand through his shaggy red hair. "But... I guess I have no choice but to eventually buck up, now do I?" He looked up again and gave her a bitter smile, trying to convey that he just wanted to be left alone, but at the same time he was more than grateful for her presence so he could finally have someone to talk to about his feelings and vent his frustrations to.
Tomochika took a tentative step forward, silently asking if she should in fact leave him be, but he shook his head at her and waved the other redhead over. The floor of the dar
Mafia!Russia x Reader - Flower Bud9Mafia!Russia x Reader - Flower Bud93 years ago in Romance More Like This
For a few nights, you didn't sleep a wink. You were so busy trying to decode the papers, while anger flowed through your brain. How could Grandpa do that to you?! He didn't even know you but as a baby at the time, yet there was his signature, so proudly written like he won a deal. You threw all of the papers on the floor, standing on your feet. You wore comfortable sweat pants and a large baggy t-shirt that belonged to Lovino. It had cartoon-drawing tomatoes all over it, with the Italian words for flower bud on it. You had a similar shirt with little tomato instead of flower bud.
You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair, turning towards the door. You needed to get out, that was a definite. Your head hurt from so many codes. You slipped on your large coat, Ivan's scarf, and winter boots. Ivan's scarf still smelled like him, despite the fact you washed it. Another smile lit your features as you left the apartment, making sure the place was locked before you headed out for the ca
Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 22Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 222 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Deep in the forests of the west, the sharp sound of steel weapons clashing together could be heard from a distance. Two warriors fought against one another, their eyes never tearing away. The snow had all but melted from being kicked and affected by the heat steaming off their armor. The dirt piled up against their heels, and the trees quivered with anticipation at the victor. There were times when one of them would appear to back down only to be parried and driven away. Neither one was giving into the other. They were both eager to win, their determination unparalleled.
“Give up, Mathias,” the Blade of the Ruby Seas growled as they clashed swords once again. “I’m stronger than you’ll ever be. Save yourself the pain.”
Mathias clenched his teeth and grinned. “And you expect me to let you brag about how dragons are always going to be better than humans? I think not!” Then, he pulled back and gave way to the dragon’s stren
BreakCT stared intently at what now remained of Wash's ceramic cat statue, as if her will alone would undo the damage. When that failed, she knelt down beside the broken remnants and carefully scooped the pieces into her hand, biting her lip in concentration. All the while, the real cat observed her from the couch, offering moral support. After she finished cleaning up the remainder of the mess, she placed the broken pieces into an envelope, slipping it into her coat pocket. She pulled on her boots, quickly explained the situation to the cat (so he would not be troubled by her sudden disappearance), and left the house, locking the door behind her.Break3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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She waited patiently at the front desk for someone to respond to her call for assistance. When no one came, she rang the bell a few more times and thought she heard a thud and a muttered curse from the adjacent room. A few seconds later, a woman appeared, smiling as she approached. CT noted that a new bruise was forming ju
Legolas x Reader- 11Legolas x Reader- 1110 months ago in Drama More Like This
You were riding up ahead on your horse with Legolas, exchanging small talk. “Your father is King Thranduil, yes?” You asked. Legolas nodded, staring off into the distance. “What about your father?” He blurted out. You flinched, eyes casting down. At your silence the Elf looked at you, suddenly realizing what he had done. “O-oh, my lady, I apologize. I had merely forgotten…” He trailed off.
“It is fine, Legolas.” You sighed. You looked up at the clouding sky, ignoring the gentle tears forming in your eyes. “My real father I knew almost nothing about… But the color of his hair was a beautiful red; like the sun rising after a long night. My foster father was a gentle and caring man, even to his death.” A small smile crept on your lips. “He made sure to always tend to every matter at hand.”
At the sound of a yelp you paused, looking back to see Gimli fall off his horse. The Dwarf was lying on his back
RvB: Fix You"I like fixing things."RvB: Fix You4 years ago in Romance More Like This
York had told her that once. She had walked into his room, intending to ask the tan freelancer about the training schedule, only to find him fiddling with an ancient looking silver pocket watch. He barely glanced up at her, so focused on his project that he almost missed her inquiry. "It's been in my family for generations." He explained. "Dad gave it to me when I joined the army. But it's still pretty old, so it breaks a lot."
"Why don't you just get a new watch?" she had asked, leaning against the door frame. "I'm sure there's a thousand out there that are much better." York stared at her for a long moment, realizing by the way she tipped her head in bewilderment that she just didn't understand. So he simply sighed and offered her an almost pitying smile.
"Some things are just worth fixing Carolina."
Carolina didn't know why those words stuck with her. During training, on missions, in the halfway point between consciousness and dreams, they would somehow glide
Red vs. Blue: Valentine's Day“So when I finally see her again, I think I've narrowed my lines down to like two options, okay? Here they are: One, hey there Carolina, if I said I liked your armor, would you hold it against me? Or two-“Red vs. Blue: Valentine's Day3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“York, please focus.”
“What? Pickup lines are important. Did I ever tell you about how we met? See, I was out one night with my buddies...they abandoned me at some ridiculous nightclub; I think it was called Errera. So I'm just sitting there at the bar bored out of my skull, and I'm flicking this lighter off and on. Then from out of nowhere, she walks up and just grabs the lighter, right out of my hands, and she goes...”
The recording cuts out.
“You want me to play it again?” Church asks quietly, appearing as hologram on the bar, looking at the red-haired freelancer sitting in front of him, leaning on the bar. The bar is quiet, with an atmosphere of melanc
The Burlesque GirlA girl with stilettos, red lipstick, and curled hair was ready to please since birthThe Burlesque Girl4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Born to prove to us what she's worth
"Hit the lights," she whispers, and struts onto the stage
The crowd cheers and gasps, everyone's amazed
The young boys heart's skip many beats
They came here looking for a treat
She blows each one of them a kiss
Blink for a second and you will surely miss
The heels come off, and down comes the hair
Haunting the audience with her stare
She amazes all who see
Each perfectly sculpted hip, thigh and knee
The boys all whistle, shout and cheer
But the finale is no where near
Her smile seduces all who should glare
She starts to pull up her dress, almost there
The lads all scream because they're delighted
She licks her lips, and they all get excited
The dress comes off and that's the end of the act
Barely has her dignity still intact
A girl who's brought more than just fantasies
A goddess who leave's more than wet dreams
Her body's a voice which she expresses
And this is wh
Red Blood, Red Snow Soviet!Russia X ReaderRed Blood, Red Snow Soviet!Russia X Reader3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Red Blood White Snow
READER X (depressed[slightly suicidal?])SOVIET! RUSSIA
Chapter One: Bleeding Sunflowers
“The wisest thing in the world is to cry out before you are hurt. It is no good to cry out after you are hurt; especially after you are mortally hurt. People talk about the impatience of the populace; but sound historians know that most tyrannies have been possible because men moved too late. It is often essential to resist a tyranny before it exists.” –G.K. Chesterson
‘They left. My family, my friends, Gone. What have I done to deserve being alone? I don’t understand. I just wanted everyone to become one with me. A big, happy family; no fighting, no war; Just peace and love. That’s all I ever wanted. Nothing more, love was all I ever truly wanted. Now I will never get that chance.’ Ivan thought miserably as he walked thr
A hole in the heartThe back alley where she sat was damp and dirty. The air was heavy and moist and there was barely any light. A typical day in Noxus, she thought. After all, the city was not renowned for its sunny gardens and fresh air. She was sitting there, on what supposedly was a bench, sharpening her blades. She did have a lot of them, they were even part of her outfit. The sharp, screeching sound of steel filled the air around her and the puny excuse for wind transferred it past her long red hair. Her hair was falling freely upon her shoulders, all the way to her waist, as usual. She seemed concentrated and devoted to what she was doing until she suddenly stopped and said, without moving her head, with voice so calm and chilling it would freeze the Purgatory itself:A hole in the heart4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
- What do you wan, Warwick?
The heavy breathing of someone near her was in rhythm with the knives as she resumed sharpening them. She still hadn't lifted her head up to face her companion.
- There is a new assignment for you, Katarina
Crash and Spyro, A Friendship Across Lifetimes C2Chapter 2: Dragons and their PrideCrash and Spyro, A Friendship Across Lifetimes C210 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
SPYRO is a young, purple dragon. Does this color mean something? He had a sneaking suspicion, yet asking the Elders or at the minimum being able to talk to them in the first place was not easy. The oligarchy that is the Council of Elders is a wise, yet secretive group who did not hold any obligations to inform the rest of the Dragon Realms about the contents of their congregations. Elder Dragons from five of the six islands gathered in the Artisans Realm, Spyro’s home, once every four months and whatever decrees were made by the council slowly made its way to everyone else. Dragon society was a class system, solely based on age. The children, whom Spyro unfortunately was, spent most of their time under the mentorship of adult Dragons learning the ways of flight, magic, masonry, combat, or of their race’s great heritage. Dragons are a proud and ancient race. For centuries they had lived in and prospered at all corners of th
Bruised BlueBlood red rosesBruised Blue4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bruised blue violets
Tears falling to the floor
Ripped up valentine's
A necklace hanging on a broken chain
You stormed out into the pouring rain
I sat and watched you from my window
But I was silently crying 'Don't go'
I stared at the mess
The one I had started
If only I hadn't lied
And hadn't tried to hide it
My Heart, Your Light CH 1- I want to do right; but not right now.My Heart, Your Light CH 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
That was Lux's answer to her older brother, who was now staring at her with an I-can't-believe-you-just-said-that expression.
- So - Garen started, taking a deep breath. You are telling me you refused Prince Jarvan's marriage propose because ?
- Because I'm not ready. And because I don't love him.
- Since when that matters? He's the prince! You should feel honored and accept it without even giving it a second thought!
- Well, it matters to me, thank you very much. Besides I don't even know why you even are bothering that much to try and make me say yes to Prince Jarvan I mean, I thought you wanted to protect your little sister - She started to pout lightly; Garen just raised an eyebrow.
- Of course I want to protect you. And that's why I'm saying you should marry him.
- Garen You know what happens after a wedding right?
- The married couple takes a trip alone called honeymoon. What about it?
- Think with
sheepskinYour love smells like snowsheepskin2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the deep of August, sucking
me like mosquitoes and you.
damn, you always had a talented
tongue, knowing just what to say
to roll me between your teeth and
keep me there; and I was hoping—
no, trusting— I’d not be crushed.
I should have known when
you raised your bones against me,
when you clattered your molars
together but never bothered hiding
the truth below your belt.
And a part of me says
I was in love with you.
League of Legends - ''Jinxed Vi'' Crash!League of Legends - ''Jinxed Vi''2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Small debris cluttered the floor—a massive gauntlet nestled in the hole it made. As it pulled back, a crumpled piece of paper fell. A woman printed on the page was very young in face with blue pigtails, pale skin, and bloodshot eyes. Indeed, the creases only served to make the eerie smile even more twisted.
“The face of a maniac...” muttered the sheriff.
“The face of Jinx.” added Vi.
Vi was not normally the type to be serious. She was cocky, stubborn, and maybe even too brash for her own good, but considering her upbringing; an impoverished child having to survive in the lawless streets of Piltover's downtown, her nonchalant attitude about things seemed all but justified. Her “punk-rocker” look was roguish, but she wasn't the street thief delinquent she was as a child—she was a good person at heart, even if she didn't follow proced
Harry Potter AnalysisThe wonderful world of Harry Potter has touched countless lives upon its release. It contains many colorful elements from magic and fantasy to fighting bald snake people with little wooden sticks. Yet at the same time, despite touching so many countless lives, the ever-popular series has not been without its fair share of criticism, a large portion of which may not have been completely unfounded. Harry Potter has been said to promote more than a few more shady practices. It wouldn't hurt to explore and prod some of them in scholarly analysis.Harry Potter Analysis6 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Let us take, for example, the most prevalent example in the HP wizarding world. Wands. Harry Potter and friends often use their wands to solve problems and, more often than not, create quite a few of them. HP, Ron, and Draco are constantly seen "whipping them out" and "waving them around," despite the fact many teachers advise most of the Hogwarts students against doing so. This could function as a sort of subliminal nod to boyhood fasc
An Unfortunate Meeting"We really can't keep meeting like this.." The Might of Demacia states as he reaches around another tree, into a clearing. It was a beautiful summer evening, the moon was out, and the sun was just setting. The breeze was a perfect temperature, not to cold, but not to warm. The forest was just out of Demacia.An Unfortunate Meeting4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I know, but I was around town, and I needed to see you again." The Sinister Blade was standing there, in the middle of the clearing, completely unguarded. No weapons, no battle armor, nothing. All she had on was her Lunar Revel dress, flowing a bit past her knees. It was a dull shade of red, had flowers embroidered in bunches on it, and had her hair down. "Especially tonight."
Garen stepped up to her. He had no armor on, and only his street clothes. He had his sword with him, but he left it off to the side of the clearing. He grabbed her by her waste and pulled her into a kiss. "Katarina, how I wish you would leave Noxus. I don't know how much longer I can hold out kno
Hetalia Headcanons: PrussiaHeadcanon: Prussia gets sunburn easily.Hetalia Headcanons: Prussia3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Gilbert put on some sunscreen!!!!" You yelled at your albino boyfriend as he ran toward the ocean water. You two were at the beach enjoying a the sun and the water, but as always, he refused to put sunscreen on. He knows that he has albino skin, so he has to take care of it more than others do.
" (name), come on this is so un-awesome." He said running back to the umbrella you two shared. "You are treating me like a little girl-boy." He said crossing his arms protesting.
"You have to. Do you want to get sunburn....again?" You said remembering numerous accounts of when Gil got sunburn. You had to put soothing cream on his back and arms...it was not a easy task. Not when he kept squirming.
"n-no" He said blushing and looking away.
"then come here and sit down and I will put the sunscreen on your back." You said motioning for him to sit down.
*one timeskip later*
When he was done playing in the ocean with gilbird,
Crash and Spyro, A Friendship Across LifetimesCrash and Spyro, A Friendship Across Lifetimes10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Written by MarcusRak , Illustrated by brittinroberts :iconbrittinroberts:
The First Entry of the Gaming Omniverse Tetralogy
Crash and Spyro, A Friendship Across Lifetimes
Chapter 1: Because of Love
HE woke up on a beach after drifting ashore. He looked up, shook some of the sand clinging to his wet fur, and gazed at the sun rise above the horizon. For the first time in his life, he was free, and for the first time didn’t know what to do. To his left lay the reason why he escaped, the love he had never said a word to.
He now wondered several things about himself: how old was he, why does he look the way he does, what was his purpose beside the one given to him, and most importantly, what was he supposed to do now? On his neck lay a brown collar with a white box att
Book of LifeThe writings of your life exist here,Book of Life6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On these single pages of your own book,
Are your hopes, your dreams, and your own little fears,
The binding is holding with all it took.
All the cursive differs from page to page,
They are all your hidden secrets held in place,
Taking time to write in your darkened rage,
Letting the book get a strong, bitter taste.
You tear away at your pages, destroying them,
Making your thoughts and words vanish in thin air,
Everything of your life was not near the fin,
No one around you even truly, fully cared.
The very edges of the old book caught on fire,
Time around you was now hanging on a wire.
You have my HeartYou have my Heart5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Sheath my Soul
Beneath your Sword
Throw it in a Hole
But don't tell my Lord
He musn't Know
about our Affair
about my Heart
you bound beneath the Snow
Eyes so Green
Skin so Fair
A scar that mars your beautiful Face
Remind of our time and Place
We are two Fools
Prey to War
We are their Tools
But please Remember
You have my Heart
Falling in love with you wasn't Smart.