[chrysanthemum] armin x readerWhen it’s Armin’s birthday, [Name] decides to make a present for him. The sky is bright and clear and it’s a beautiful day to reminisce about later. The grass is lush and comfortable underneath them as they relax their backs against a large tree.[chrysanthemum] armin x reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Okay... close your eyes!”
“A-... Alright...” Armin murmurs, nervousness wavering in his voice. [Name] merely grins as she grabs a hold of his supple hands, and soon the blond feels a light weight in his palm.
“Right, okay, open your eyes now!” And Armin did, and his eyes widened at what was in his hands. She’d made him 5 origami chrysanthemums, and she just giggles at his astonishment.
“Wow...! How did you- I-”
She snickered. Origami was pretty rare for her to make, especially since she had such a limited amount of designs. She takes a paper from her breast pocket to make another one. He continues to stare at the art. Their shoulders are almost touching. He starts to spea
Anti the Infinite Holic Hetalia: Chapter 1For the longest time, England just stood at the window stroking the tattered leather cover of the book. Rain poured outside in sheets and the occasional thunder sounded. It was the clichéd beginning of a story; a dark and stormy night with a full moon somewhere behind the clouds.Anti the Infinite Holic Hetalia: Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The perfect night for casting spells.
"You know this would work," a raspy voice whispered from beneath a hood. "You know you're powerful enough to do it. You know you want to."
"Mmhmm," England muttered staring at the book. It was ancient. He didn't know it existed until about a week ago. That was when he had found the false back in the bookshelf. And the second he touched the book was when the hooded figure appeared. She could only be seen by him and she never showed her face. But in the week since she had appeared she had told England so much, specifically about what was in the book.
And what he could do with it.
"From what you've told me I think I do want to do it " England said.
"Then what's hold
Levi x Reader: OceanLevi x Reader: OceanLevi x Reader: Ocean1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Her lips were curved into a never ending smile, one she hasn't worn in a while. The way the water and sun hit her eyes made them shine a million times brighter. She felt more beautiful than ever before.
His short black hair blew with the wind, dark blue eyes locked on the never ending sea of nothingness. This was a sight humanity hasn't seen in over a century, and they were viewing it together.
She held him in her arms pointing out every little grain of sand, every little sparkle in the ocean. It was almost a sin to view something so wonderful.
Their feet danced in the water, he played with the wet sand. She laughed when he fell over, and he laughed with her. They took in every thing they could, not wanting to miss a single detail about this heavenly place.
They wanted to take every last drop of the ocean home with them. But they knew that would be too selfish. They could return whenever they wanted, humanity ruled the world once more.
And even when night fell and
FrancexJoanFrancexJoan3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was an image that burned in his mind every time he thought about it. Though, only fragments of that day remained in his mind. There was one moment of begging and pleading at England's feet, telling him to stop.
Then a moment of silent speaking. "It'll be alright. I promise."
The words caught in his throat, a feeling that made him just cringe with the thought of it alone now. He couldn't say anything to her. This time, he couldn't hold her close, tell her that no matter what, they would be okay. She wouldn't be. He knew that for sure.
Only after a moment, a hand grabbed him and tore him away from the young woman who stood with determination, pride and dignity on her face. Though on the inside, she was scared and knew he would be too. Though he wasn't the one looking out at an angered and bewildered crowd about to be put to the death.
As the smell of smoke filled the air, he wanted to look away. Though the need to just look at her, to see her looking
(Romano x Reader)Something About Crows and SunsetsLines, angles, charred metal, and a wide array of cogs. That was all Romano could make of the statue. There was no form, just one twisted pipe bent into another with spikes that ranged from needle thin to just thicker than his thumb standing on end everywhere. Beneath the spikes were plates of metal warped to the shape of the atrocity where the skilled carvings of ridges could be made out in a blending pattern. On each side, a wing jutted out, connected only by joints that allowed it to move vertically. Each wing was made of flat, oblong pieces welded together in the same pattern as the ridges beneath the spikes and held straight at the top by a conduit. It proceeded to move up and down at designated intervals, catching him off guard each time as it did so. As his eyes were drawn past the shifting metal, he observed a tail of fifteen separate metal fragments that were spread in a fan, the adjoining tip merely welded to the rest of the statue. Each fragment shivered with small adjustmen(Romano x Reader)Something About Crows and Sunsets2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Romano x Reader, His eyesYou read over the now crumpled list in your hand once agean. You needed to get stuff for pizza and salads because you where in the mood for that. A while back you had gotten into the habit of eating a salad with every meal. And just recently you had gotten used to the taste of tomatoes. When you aproach the small grocery store you shove the now memorised list into your back pocket. You grab one of the many green hand baskets beside the sliding doors.Romano x Reader, His eyes2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Sup Antonio," you say as you pass the cash register and shoot him doubble guns.
"Hola ____ what are you here for," he asks giving you a warm smile.
"Oh just frozen pizza, letuce, cucumber, and tomatoes," you say walking backwards. You turn around once you finish saying that. The cheary smile you had on your face replaced by a grimace. Antonio was nice. But he was too nice. Whenever you saw him it got on your nerves and you had to fake your joy. Sadly for you, you came to his store often because it was close to your apartment. You take
A Mage's MorningA Mage's Morning4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun slowly rose above the town of Falconreach. People awoke and rose sleepily out of their soft, warm, beds and started doing whatever they did all day.
All but Warlic, the blue mage. He didn't movesave breathingas he slept, the covers jumbled around him. (He tended to roll over a lot at night, but when the first rays of light broke through the windows in his half of the stone tower, he stayed still as a statue, as if the sunlight wouldn't notice him and let him be.)
But the sun was determined to wake him up, so eventually, after some loud, annoying chirping from a blue jay, the mage's eyelids slowly fluttered open.
He groaned, and then he slowly shifted so the thick cover wouldn't smother him to death. Sometimes he wished Cysero would just suck it up and pay for heating. Then again, as Warlic reflected on this, his annoying, experiment-happy tower-mate would probably just have his half of the tower heated.
He sighed as he sat up. It was irritating at the best of times
APH: The Knight and the StormAPH: The Knight and the StormAPH: The Knight and the Storm3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"My word, it looks like it's going to be a bugger of a storm," Arthur Kirkland mused to himself as he looked up at the rain that was furiously pelting the window of the cabin. Granted he was used to rainy weather but there was something about thunderstorms in the American colonies that seemed a little fiercer, and coincidentally made him just a little bit apprehensive.
He stepped away from the window as a bolt of lightning split the dark gray storm clouds and a thunder clap rattled the cabin walls, and made his way back to the rocking chair in front of the wood burning stove. There wasn't a whole lot to look at in the small three-room cabin Arthur and his young charge America called home, but it was much better than the alternative.
The Empire eased back into his chair and decided to finish reading the year's new almanac before it got too much darker. Aside from the occasional thunder peals th
[Hetalia] AftermathArthur woke up in a daze.[Hetalia] Aftermath3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He expected to see nothing but destruction and chaos, but there was nothing. He was all alone in his soft and very comfortable bed. It was as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. There was nothing that seemed peculiar for his senses. Sighing, he put on his robe and massaged his temples as he tried to get a clearer view of what was going on.
Wha What happened? Wasn't there any gunshots? Where's the familiar smell of gunpowder? Did it happen? I know it was horrible for my men. Did it happen? Was it real?
No, it's impossible. It must be my dear magical friends messing with my mind again.
He went downstairs and saw his helper preparing the morning meal.
"Sir, it seems like you've gotten up earlier than what I had anticipated. No matter, breakfast is almost ready. What tea would you like to go with your scones?"
Arthur was silent for a while before he said, "Earl Grey, as usual."
It was only then that he noticed that the house was u
When Two Are One 32 The night drew darker as time devoured its light. The stars brightened beautifully, twinkling and sparkling little gleams of hope. The moon was formed a full, basking in all its breathtaking glory for all to see. The wind was a slow caress, a gentle rhythm that soothed anything it touched. Yes. The night was beautiful, magnificent even.When Two Are One 321 year ago in Drama More Like This
Unfortunately, the scenario that happened under the night sky was anything but lovely.
A sharp wail shattered through the atmosphere, then followed by something – someone – crashing to the ground. A Bisharp laid on the floor, defeated and unconscious. His opponent stood tall before him, but faltered horribly, indicating that the he too was just as wiped out as he was.
Dexter huffed heavily, teeth chattering and holding back an exhausted groan. The Zebstrika craned his neck downwards. His legs wobbled. His steps slipped. Regardless, he remained in position; not wanting to admit defeat. Blood trickled from his left
Hitsuhina-Back to Jurinan pt 2NOTE: Part 1 has had some of part 2 been added to it. For those of you who have read part 1, go back and read the ending again, there's more added on.Hitsuhina-Back to Jurinan pt 24 years ago in Romance More Like This
The boy looked up in honest confusion. "I thought that would make you feel better. Wait, maybe I didn't do it right!" With that he leaned forward again and pressed his lips to her cheek. Her cheeks blushed even brighter, looking like traffic lights. "No, Shiro-chan, it's not-!"
"Wait, maybe if I do it more than once!" And with that, the boy leapt on top of her and started kissing her face. Momo tried to pry the boy off of her, who was kissing all over her face. Not only was this embarrassing, it was ticklish! And she was somewhat star struck. Never in her life did she think Hitsugaya would kiss her on the cheek, let alone her whole face!
She laughed and yelped trying to remove Hitsugaya off of her, but was failing. This situation couldn't get any-
"Hina-chan, how is taich ?"
The boy stopped seeing the
sticky business 1alright i love this pairing, toshiroxmomosticky business 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
this is chapter 1 of idk? sorry if its hard to understand at the begining
I couldn't believe it, I wish I had just kept my big mouth shut! Ugh I hate myself for even saying it. I hadn't meant it like that but I should've known he would think it that way.
*momo is mentally kicking herself was sobbing lightly in her barracks*
EARLY THAT SAME DAY
Toshiro "momo! Are you ok?"
*momo in toshiro's arms after taking a fall and being caught*
momo "uhmm yeah shiro-chan" *blushes and looks away*
Toshiro "thank god! I don't know what I would do if you got hurt"
Toshiro "of course!"
Momo "it was the way you always protect me that I thought was the most annoying about you, but when I think about it its really the thing I really like about you."
*momo looked up at toshiro from under heavy lidded eyes a light blush creeping across her face*
toshiro "oh y-yeah?"
momo " yeah"
*after releasing momo they stood there a
Thank You For CaringThank You For Caring7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Christmas Uchiha Fluff! ^^ I had fun with this, sorry if it's a bit cheesy... FYI. I think this might be a little outlandish because I was listening to 'Siberia' by the backstreet boys when I typed it... None of the lyrics have any revelance to this, but I like the music. *shrug* I know.. I'm quite the oddball. If you just listen to the sound and not the message, it's quite appropriate.. Somehow.. O.o Enjoy my 1 AM insanity.
Thank You For Caring
Everyone was busy, running around the house, preparing for the Christmas dinner they had every year. Delicious scents drifted through the air as a hard days work began to come together in the kitchen. Decorations at every corner, tastefully placed and artfully designed. The house was a giant display, the people inside made to match its model.
And even though the season proclaimed Santa and snowmen, in the darkest center of every swirl and delightful turn of an
Dear Little Bro' [OS - French Version]Dear Little Bro' [OS - French Version]3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Dear Little Bro'
« Loki, non ! »
Un dernier regard. Une larme solitaire et éphémère. Des yeux verts emplis de tristesse et de déception. Ce fut la dernière fois qu'il voyait son frère. Loki lâchait le sceptre et tombait dans les abysses infinis de l'espace, disparaissant dans les ténèbres.
Thor ne bougeait pas. Il fixait sans comprendre l'endroit où son petit frère avait disparu. Il ne voulait pas partir. Il voulait rester là, éternellement, et attendre le retour de Loki. Il ne pouvait pas être mort, il n'était pas mort ! Cela n'avait pas pu se produire. Pourquoi Loki se serait donné la mort ? POURQUOI ?
Odin, qui tenait encore son fils par la jambe, le remonta prudemment.
Et toute la vérité, l'ampleur de ce qui venait de se produire, tout ça s'abattit d'un seul coup sur Thor.
Une larme coula le long de sa joue, puis une deuxième, une
PoisonPrussia/Austria. Drabble. Inspired by Alice Cooper's song of the same name.Poison3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It always amuses him amuses him how people always underestimate Austria: underestimate his strength, underestimate his cunning, underestimate the sheer amount of influence the man wields. Austria isn't strong not physically, no. But who needs strength when one has cunning?
Prussia knows that Austria has him wrapped around every one of his slender fingers, every word he speaks like venom running through Prussia's veins, igniting his senses and making him want.
He never wants to break free from this. He never wants the feel of Austria's skin on his to end, never wants to forget the delicious friction. He wants Austria. Wants him so bad that he can barely take it. Austria's poisoned him, he knows poisoned his very being, his very spirit, and he wants.
It's just like him then, isn't it, to want something he can never trul
Spades- TwoThis made no sense; no sense at all. Arthur was the youngest son of a noble entrepreneur had no chance whatsoever of being chosen by the high council to take a seat in the Royal Party. Remember, Arthur was a mere twenty three years old and knew not of the old ways when the will of the Land of Spades was what determined who would next take the throne. All he knew was the council choosing who they believe would work to their best advantage and handing them the crown with little to no repercussions or the like. To Arthur, the government of Spades was naught, but a corrupt mass of men doing their best to make their lives as posh and cushy as they could until the day they eventually met their mortal fates as did all men one day.Spades- Two3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So it was possible for anyone to be a royal from the richest, most powerful noble to the simplest, most illiterate peasant ? And like that, the reality of it all struck Arthur hard to the point where it sent his mind careening out of control and desperate
Wake upWake upWake up5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kyouraku jumped up from his sleep, Ukitake's reiatsu was way down. Worried, he flash-stepped to the 13th squad head quarters and opened Ukitake's door without knocking. He looked down at his friend who was shaking, sweating and grunting from the pain. Kyouraku calmed down when Ukitake opened his eyes and looked at him. Kyouraku headed towards the nearby kitchen and prepared the meds.
Then he sat down next to Ukitake, handed him a cup of tea and a pill and gently said:
"Here, take this "
Ukitake replied with difficulty:
"I already took my meds tonight"
"I know, you never forget to take them"
Ukitake hesitated for a while and finally put the pill in his mouth and took a sip of his tea. The effect of the pill lasted only a moment, soon all the previous symptons came back. Kyouraku got worried and took his temperature, he did indeed have a fever. Shunsui headed back to the kitchen took a towel and dipped it in cold water, then he softly put it on Ukitak
The 13 Days of ChristmasThe 13 Days of Christmas8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Xemnas: Nobodies dont celebrate Christmas we celebrate X-mas.
Voice: *clears throat* Different name, same fate. Shut up and sing
Xemnas: *looks at script, sighs, and clears throat* On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me *looks at script and chokes* Oh, come on!
Voice: Sing or your Pilates videos will burn.
Xemnas: No! Not those! fine *clears throat* On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me a Saix...in a pear tree.
Xigbar: On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me two weird-lookin gun things,
Xemnas: And a Saix in a pear tree *sigh*
Xaldin: On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me three um
Voice: Just say something!
Axel: How about three razors?
Demyx: Ultra razors!
Voice: Yay! Thats perfect!
Xaldin: *sigh* Three ultra razors
Hetalia Reader Insert - 2p!Canada x Reader - IntroHetalia Reader InsertHetalia Reader Insert - 2p!Canada x Reader - Intro2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2p!Canada x Reader
New City, New Start
Moving. Everyone made such a big deal out of it. Sure, you would miss your friends that you had made, but you could just make more. Granted, with your personality it was either a hit or miss with people. They’d either love you, or they’d hate you, but everybody knew you. That was just the way you always had been, loud, energetic, and open about your opinions, you were pretty much an open book. No secrets for this girl, you learned your lesson with those a long time ago.
You had just moved, you loved your friends dearly, and you missed them, but who wouldn't? But, you wouldn’t miss that hell-hole that you moved from. You thanked your lucky stars that you’d never have to go back again. It was right before your freshman year, a new school, a new town, and a new start. Sometimes you were glad that you had moved before the start of high school, but you were still nervous that you