Teacher!AmericaXStudent!Reader- Just Friends?A/N: Hey! This is a quick thing I'm whipping up as my response to seeing virtually NO inserts where America is a teacher. Yes, I believe he can be a teacher. If my US History prof can be a professor with a doctorate then Alfred F Jones is totally capable of being a teacher.... Now, on to the story!Teacher!AmericaXStudent!Reader- Just Friends?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
As ________ sat in her last block of the day-otherwise known as homeroom, she listened to the sounds of obnoxious classmates. There was the few that were throwing things, the one girl that chewed her bubble gum like a cow (which tempted _____ to lean over and just say "moo" to her) and the jocks that sat right behind her.
"So, who do you think is taking over this class?" Derek, the prized school quarterback asked one of his lackies- er, friends.
"Rumor has it that it may be that little brunette sub. You know, the one with the B's?"
Shy!Artist!CanadaxArtist!Reader That Shade of RedShy!Artist!CanadaxArtist!Reader That Shade of Red2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You saw him sitting on the bench in the park,he looked like was drawing something. You decided to walk up to him and see what he was sketching. "Wow,that's a really great sketch of a flower!" you exclaimed looking at his picture. "Ahh! P-please don't look at it!" the blond haired man yelled. His cheeks were starting to turn a light shade of red, you thought it was cute. "Opps,sorry. I didn't get your permission to look at it did I?" you smiled at him. "N-no it's just that my brother(btw this is Al)always surprises me like that when I'm drawing and then criticises it..." he gave you a nervous smile back. You ended up taking the pencil from him,took a seat beside him,and started to draw another flower next to his. "By the way,My name is ________. Don't listen to your bro,he doesn't know a real piece of art when he sees it! One thing though,you just need a bit more practice. That's pretty much it." you continued drawing. "M-my name is Mattew. Thank you so much for being honest..." he soun
Roses, Whiskey, And A Misleading Title. (EngxR)Another party. Another excuse to drink. Another excuse to leave you here.Roses, Whiskey, And A Misleading Title. (EngxR)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A costume party, hosted by another of his friends you didn't know. He told you it wasn't worth getting to know them, and besides that he had a severe jealous streak running through him. He had told you from the get go that you were his priority, but it never looked that way. He'd tell you that he loved you, then wheedle his way into going out somewhere, with you just waiting for him at the flat you shared. Alone.
The stars are just a faint glow in the inky black sky, the moon your only light, waiting in a dark and slightly grim alley. The beat of the music pounding through the cobbled street. It's cold, every surface covered in a thin film of dampness from the expected rainfall. It rains a lot in London. The cobbles reflect the moon's light, refracted, just lighting a little way to the left of you and a little wa
(Request) Hong Kong x Reader: It Will be OkayThe stench of sweat soaked through my dress, and my hair clung to my neck and forehead in damp curls. The hot sun burned my skin right through my several layers, and I felt so faint. I squatted down for a few seconds, trying to catch some air within my aching lungs, and I waved my hands in front of me to get some cool wind.(Request) Hong Kong x Reader: It Will be Okay2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Get back ter werk!” someone yelled at me, mumbling something about how women were weak and could never do a man’s job.
This had been going on for few months now. After your husband had died unexpectedly from the new illness, you had been forced to take his place in the village fields.
You got back up, every inch of you in pain, and you reminded yourself that after a year, you’d be used to it. You would be able to stay out in the sun all day and clear the fields, harvest and take care of crops. You’d be able to hitch the animals and help the men deliver the crops to the market a few miles away.
But today was not the day.
25 Days of Christmas - Day 2525 Days of Christmas - Day 253 years ago in Romance More Like This
-The Week Before-
Christmas shopping was one of your favorite parts of Christmas. Right now, you were sitting in the food court of “your” mall – you called it that because you went there for just about everything. You weren’t shopping obsessed, but when there was something that needed to be bought, this would be the first place you’d check...and they’d always have whatever it was that you wanted. It was close to your house, so getting there was never a problem.
You took a bite of your food as you checked off your mental list of people to get presents for. Almost all of your friends had gotten something, except one. Your phone went off; playing the tone you had set for Netherlands. You smiled and picked it up. “Hey, Neth.” You said.
“Hey, (Name), are you still coming over for Christmas with me, or are you going to England’s party with everyone else?” He asked. England had invited both of you to the party, but there was, (
Poland x Reader - Confused FeelingsWe were both in the 5th grade when we first met each other.Poland x Reader - Confused Feelings2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He just moved from Poland when the school year started. He looked lost actually. With his shoulder-length blond hair and green eyes, one would normally assume that he was a girl. A very pretty girl. In fact, I even remember one of the “popular” guys flirting with him.
They were very disappointed when they found out the truth. I laugh at their misery (mentally, of course).
Anyway, it seemed like it went by like that on that first day. Everyone had mistaken him for a girl. Everyone, except for me.
You see, back then, I had this huge thing for anime (and also My Little Pony), and every anime-lover knows that anime had this bad habit of making boys look like girls and sometimes, vice versa. So in conclusion, I was that loner girl whom everybody thought was weird, and I flashed it on, loud and proud, baby in fact I even had a backpack to show off. Well, everybody, ex
Jake x Reader ~ Research Pt. 4 *FINAL*"It's...odd, but I don't mean that in a negative way. Though, if it's not negative, then odd isn't the right word. Perhaps, well, let me wring through my, if I do say so myself, EXTENSIVE vocabulary. It was...astonishing, and if we're going on that track, thrilling. Yes, I think I've got the proper wording down for this event, so I should continue on.Jake x Reader ~ Research Pt. 4 *FINAL*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's astonishing. I was here two weeks before I met this person, and in less than one he has opened my eyes to so much. In the sense that a tourist doesn't see the beauty of the land until a native shows the way, well-wait. That's near exactly what this was. But, disregarding my mediocre comparisons, I found that there was much more to the land on which I now reside than an untrained such as my own would-"
"Why do you implement such advanced terminology?" a voice cut through [Name]'s thoughts, and she looked up, seeing green eyes prodding through her journal. The little notebook was long since abandoned for record
Summertime Sweetheart (Tavros!Reader) A new heat wave had just rolled into your town, and it was so hot that even the air conditioning in your matesprit’s hive didn’t do much to hinder the agonizing heat. You lazily wandered through the hive, too hot to hardly think. You found your matesprit in his dimly lit room, four or five fans pointed directly at him. He had his head tilted back, sweat beading down the side of his face. His arms draped over the side of his wheelchair in total defeat to the crushing heat. You mindlessly padded into the room, plopping down in front of one of the fans, enjoying the momentary relief it provided.Summertime Sweetheart (Tavros!Reader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Tavhun?” you panted, peeling your shirt away only to have it stick to your sweat slicked skin once more. If it weren’t so hot you’d have sat in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. He loved it when you did that, and especially when you nuzzled at his neck. Instead, you rested your head
Mad Turtle Skills A Dave Strider x Reader fanfic~Mad Turtle Skills2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I walk into Dave Strider’s house, unannounced and hear a racing game known as Mario Kart on. He’s probably playing it, having some ironic fun only to have me to scare him and ruin it. Perfect. I grin, start to hunch my back a little, stand on my tippy toes and widen my eyes just to add to the creepy stalker vibe I’m hoping I’m giving off. Slowly, ever so slowly I make my way to his bro’s room to make him crap his pants. I open the door and see nothing. Just the game running and a random turtle sitting behind the controller. Pouting, I turn around to see a blonde, freckled, eyes hidden Dave. I scream and jump.
“Why you do that?!” I sputter after my loud scream.
“Do what? You were just standing there, looking like some idiot creeper trying to creep up on my Sweet Baby.” he says, taking a sip from a bottle of apple juice that appeared from
Comatose RussiaXReader I hate feeling like this.Comatose RussiaXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm so tired of trying to fight this.
I'm asleep and all I dream of,
Is waking to you.
I hated this feeling, being in love, that is. It always gave me this funny feeling in my stomach whenever I saw her, the country of (Country), or as I knew her, (Name) (Last Name). I wondered when this feeling would go away. It distracted me so much that I could barely get any work done. Whenever I saw her at the meetings I couldn't help but stare. My guess was that she thought I was extremely creepy, going by the way she kept fidgeting in her seat when I looked at her. She would always unconsciously move towards her older brother, America, and I would always feel my jealousy flare.
Tell me that you will listen.
Your touch is what I'm missing.
And the more I hide I realize,
I'm slowly losing you.
"Привет, (Country)," I said, smiling down at her. The meeting had just ended and I wanted to talk to my beautif
Human!Tavros x Chubby!Reader: 4th of JulyA/N: First off, this is based on my AMAZING dream last night and yeah, first time writing a reader insert, especially Homestuck :IHuman!Tavros x Chubby!Reader: 4th of July2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You bros know the deal with these so I ain't gonna explain nothing except that this is for some odd reason will occur on the 4th of July week in Destin, FL. I have a bad mouth, ask anyone. So, there are curse words. Just warning you :I
It was the beginning of July in Destin, and you decided to get a snow cone from the beach shop down the street from your condo on the beach. It just had to be extremely hot today, didn't it? Your name is _____ _______, and you had been living in Destin for some time now, about 2 years or so and loved it. The view of the beach and ocean from your balcony was just perfect. You knew all the perfect spots in town and how to get there. Although, you preferred to stay inside the condo from time to time, being the tech nerd you are. (A/N: In this, it's like you're me in my dream so deal with it :I) Today, however, you
Flushed For You (Gamzee!Reader) The sun was just beginning to set, though you wouldn’t know this due to the buildup of dark, heavy looking clouds blotting out the sky. Dampness hung in the air like a gloomy forewarning. It was definitely going to rain, and soon. You and Gamzee were meandering your way down the street, his permanent imbalance causing the two of you to swerve all over the walk way. You loved spending time with the tall, light hearted troll. He always seemed to brighten your day. The two of you were laughing about nothing, once again, when suddenly a large drop of wetness plopped onto your head. As if requested by an encore, that rain drop was followed by another, which was followed by another. Within a matter of seconds a light sprinkle evolved into a raging downpour.Flushed For You (Gamzee!Reader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“What the motherfuck?” Gamzee asked, extending one long arm to catch the falling water. You noticed the white face paint he wore begin to wash away, rev
When The Ship Sails. [Human!ReaderxGamzee] It looked as though Nepeta was having a heart attack or seizing or something to that effect. Karkat shot her a look of 'I-see-it-too-but-shut-the-fuck-up' before turning his attention forward again. Hell, even Dave was smirking at the sight. Everyone in the circle seemed to see it, except the two it involved. The two people seemed to be more oblivious than John himself- which was saying something. What was happening exactly?When The Ship Sails. [Human!ReaderxGamzee]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A group of trolls and humans had gotten together at Dave's apartment. Karkat, Sollux, Nepeta, Gamzee, Tavros, Dave, John, Dirk, Jake, and [y/n] were sitting on his furniture- or the floor- in a giant circle. Dirk had gone to the kitchen for drinks, Jake excused himself to the restroom, and Tavros was walking around on his robotic legs not paying attention to anything else.
Sollux was sitting on the couch between Karkat and Dave, who had John sitting on the floor between his legs. There was another couch along the left
Jake x Reader ~ You gotta meet him! Pt. 1The dreaded day has arrived. After weeks of denial, begging, and failed attempts at using black magic to reverse time, it has arrived. The first day of school. And, for [Name], this day specifically means the first day of High School. The small girl entered the large building with a new haircut and outfit, a smile on her face, and her notebooks clutched tightly to her chest. Her older brother walked alongside her, unorganized binder shoved lazily under one arm and a scowl on his face seen so constantly it may as well have been trademarked.Jake x Reader ~ You gotta meet him! Pt. 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Alright [Name], I made my most transcendent attempts to warn you of the babbling imbeciles this torturous building contains, but I suppose it wasn't an ingenious idea on my part, considering you're still the overly enthusiastic blockhead you usually are, so go have a gorgeous fucking day listening to the genuine idiocy-transformed-into-sound-waves that emits from these teacher's mouths. May your ears be spared, so that I may hit you at the end of th
One Piece of the PastOne Piece of the Past2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Luffy looked down at the jewel in his hand. "This...is it?"
One Piece! They had reached Raftel and found it, Gol D. Roger's greatest treasure. Robin had just translated an ancient poneglyph that described what it was.
"One piece of the past," the older woman nodded. "You are allowed to slip into the past to bring one thing with you into the future."
Luffy thought about it. There were many things he had sacrificed to make it this far. He thought of people he knew. He thought of things lost on the journey. He thought of his hat, which he gave back to Shanks some time ago. He almost wanted to go back in time and grab his hat, just so he could wear it again. That was stupid, though. Shanks said he would hand the hat back over if Luffy managed to find One Piece and brought proof of it.
There was one piece of his past he missed, one bit of "proof" that would stun not only Shanks, but the whole world. He usually tried not to think about the day Ace died. It was a scar that would never
OppositesOpposites5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I want to go home"
"I don't want to go home"
Why would I?
I'm not like you-
We're the same, you and I-
I don't run away-
We're both hiding, keeping secrets-
I face reality-
We both have our masks-
I don't hide behind a fake smile-
Me, my smile; you, your anger-
I DON'T HIDE
Yes, you do.
I'm not like you-
We're the same, but opposites-
I don't like the cold-
I cant handle too much heat-
I like a good fight-
I hate fighting. I saw too much in my world.
It's not like I didn't!
I never said that.
You were implying it.
We're too alike, you and I-
We're nothing alike-
We both lost our parents-
Well, I'll give that-
We both are on this journey-
You're running; I'm trying to get home-
It's pretty much the same-
No, it's not.
Have you ever thought-
It's a wonder-
The reason we fight so much-
We can even stand each other-
Is perhaps, because we're so much the same
HereFour year old Keaton gripped a green crayon in his tiny fist, pressing it hard against the paper. His parents fought beneath the sound of the tv in the background. Scribbling in rhythmic circles, he furrowed his brow. His mother came into the room, a dishtowel in her hands.Here5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What are you drawing, Keaton?" Her voice had the tremble of someone forcing their words to sound happy.
"Money," he said, then glanced up.
She came closer, examining the pages scattered around him from behind. All contained a dollar, done again and again in various sizes.
"You've drawn a lot of it."
"Yeah," he said, "we need a lot, so we can be happy."
She put a hand to her lips, standing there, then bent down beside him. "Money can't make us happy, Keaton."
"I am going to draw so much that you and daddy never fight again."
His mother sighed, putting a hand to her forehead, and was silent for a moment as he continued to color in green bill
Kankri x Reader: Uni, Clubs, Breakups, MakeupsHello, lovelies! I've just started trying to do reader inserts for ALL the male trolls and male kids, and this is the first. It's Kankri, cos, you know *points to username*Kankri x Reader: Uni, Clubs, Breakups, Makeups2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Please give me some feedback! Oh, and btw, you half-date Cronus in this for a little tiny bit BUT YOU END UP WITH KANKRI OKAY
==> Be the frustrated girl.
Your name is ______ ______, and you are studying journalism at university. You happen to be seriously annoyed at your friend.
“Kankri, can’t I have a break?”
“No, ______, you have to listen to my comments about your article.” He taps his finger against a small stack of paper. “How are you supposed to improve if you don’t?”
“I was happy with it, Kankri. Also, the last time I changed what you told me to—and I do it every time!—I finished it a week late because you kept correcting it.”
“I was only trying to help.”
“And I really appreciate that, but sometimes you have to
RussiaxReaderYou sighed as you stand alone in the flower shop you worked at. Business has been slow today and your boss decided to let you run the shop alone. You looked at the watering chart, checking to see which plants were due for a watering. You picked up the silver watering can and started watering the roses and tulips. While your back was turned the door jingled letting you know someone walked in.RussiaxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Welcome to Garden Paradise." you said cheerfully as you turning around. You looked up at the tall man standing before you. His hair was beige or ash blonde you weren't sure which it was. You did know that he had a handsome face. He looked at you with no emotions in his eyes.
"You sell sunflowers?" he asked you. His voice came out much softer then you thought it would.
You simply nodded while staring in his eyes. Their color was different then any other blue eyes you seen in your life. His seems to have a hint of purple in the