KFP The Adventures of Liu Zhang - 02 (part 6)KFP The Adventures of Liu Zhang - 02 (part 6)1 month ago in Humor More Like This
Kung Fu Panda - The Adventures of Liu Zhang
02. Let me see your true self (part 6)
I wasn't sure if what he said was to just to make me calm down or if he really planed to do something about it, but one way or another, I knew it was my fault. I'd failed in my mission, and that no one could deny. Master Shifu was quiet for a moment and then left me and Tuggsy alone, outside the palace.
"Liu...I'm so sorry..." Tuggsy said, as if he was trying to vent.
"You're sorry for what? It wasn't your fault...it was mine" I replied with a low tone.
"No, that's not it...I'm sorry for what is happening. It must be a lot of pressure for you. In a single day you almost died, felt more embarrassed than ever, limped from one side to the other all day...had an impossible mission to fulfill, took a beating, nearly died again, and now this problem with the 'bad' parts of our friends and your mother..."
"Wow, thanks for the sincerity, I feel so moved now..."
"Would you prefer me to lie?" he repli
I Only Care About Your HappinessThere was a problem last night,I Only Care About Your Happiness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the shaking yellow crystals
through which your garage light was
refracted in a dozen amber waves,
where the broken folding chair
took its kingdom with the smoke
and left me or you to the floor,
in the angle of my tendons
shaded by the jagged tension
in your absent tooth-smile,
brought upon while I
brushed your knee
when your phone struck
Mr.RightYou sighed and drank your cup of tea. Your boyfriend broke up with you again. You had gone out with so many guys, but none of them had been Mr. Right.Mr.Right2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Life sucks why can’t Mr. Right be so easy to find?” you say sighing and taking a sip of your tea.
“Hi, I’m Mr. Right—I heard you were looking for me.”
You nearly spit your drink out, but keep it in your mouth and accidently somehow causing you to choke on your tea. You cough a couple times and look up to see a white haired and red eyed guy looking a bit worried.
“Bad time for the pick-up line?” he asks
“Yea, a bit bad timing” you say clearing your throat.
“I would say something but you’re so beautiful you made me forget my pick up line” he says smiling.
You giggle at his cheesy pick up line and say
“You know this is bad timing in general. I am supposed to be depressed about breaking up with my boyfriend”
He dramatically gasps and swoons down
Butterfly Memories - RomanoXReader It was a cold day when Lovino arrived. All the windows were open in her large (f/c) house. She always loved the colour (f/c), he thought fondly to himself. He remembered when they had both painted this house together, but of course, she didn't.Butterfly Memories - RomanoXReader 3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A frown tugged at his lips as he placed a warm hand on the doorknob and pushed the door open. Wandering through her hallway, he walked upstairs and called out her name as he knocked on her door.
A muffled sound came from within (y/n)'s room and then the wooden door creaked open. "Oh, hello." She mumbled as she frowned at him. "Who, who are you?"
Lovino sighed; it still hurt him when she said that. "Lovino, remember?" A look of surprise crossed her face and she smiled pleasantly. "Ah, someone who I knew?"
Nodding, he looked at the ground and shoved his hands into his jeans pocket. It had been weeks since (y/n) memory loss, and so far, most of her memories of everyone had been restored, everyone but him.
Although he wouldn't tell anyone, it hurt h
JapanxMonolingual!Reader - Opposites AttractJapanxMonolingual!Reader - Opposites Attract2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Kiku, how do you say, ‘How are you?’”
Kiku looked at his friend and replied calmly, “‘Ogenkidesuka?’”
_____ nodded in comprehension and glanced around her for a moment, adjusting her grip on her suitcase.
Kiku mentally raised an eyebrow at her. “_____-kun, why did you ask me what ‘How are you?’ meant if you were not going to ask anyone?”
She shrugged. “I dunno. Just curious.”
A small smile, barely visible, crawled across Kiku’s face as he turned his attention forward. “I am glad that you were able to come with me to visit my relatives. . .but I did not expect to be your translator.”
_____ chuckled sheepishly. “Yeah, sorry about that.”
“No need to apologize, _____-kun.”
She smiled. “Well, I’m glad that I could come, even if I can’t speak your language.”
Kiku’s smile grew slightly. He led his friend through the crowded streets
Request!RomanoxReader ~ Our Song Lovino Vargas looked at his young wife, who was sitting by the window, gazing out of it. She sighed for the millionth time, making him sigh as well.Request!RomanoxReader ~ Our Song2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“What is it bella?” he asked. She didn’t respond, and only pulled her legs against her chest, wrapping her arms around them.
“Nothing.” She murmured. He walked over to her and sat down on the edge of the window seat. She didn’t move.
“Come on. What’s wrong?” he asked again. She sighed.
“Do you ever think our relationship could be like ones in the movies?” she asked. He didn’t respond for a moment. (y/n) always had an active imagination. He knew that from th
Turkey x Reader - Misjudge "Taxi!" you shout at the fast-moving yellow car. It zooms right past you. Frustrated, you let out a whiney groan, grabbing your luggage, chasing after the vehicle. You must look like a crazy woman, with your frizzy (h/c) locks flying around your face, mouth set in an open shout, hands waving around frantically, careful not to hit any of the pedestrians with your umbrella. Your trip to Turkey had been going so well; full sunshine for seven days. But now, after looking up at the sky, you wonder what made the clouds so purple and gloomy, rain falling out from them in no particular pattern.Turkey x Reader - Misjudge3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Wait!" you cry, wishing the cab driver had superhuman hearing. "PLEASE WAIT!" You nearly drop your baggage, quickly retrieving it in Olympic Record time, flagging down the car.
After your intense, eight minute screaming, the driver finally seems to see you, glancing in the rearview mirror. The car comes to a screeching stop, the tires making a splashing noise from the large puddles gathered
Skeleton Boy Saves His SkinO' Gather 'round, children. I'll tell you a taleSkeleton Boy Saves His Skin8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of a skeleton boy who was bony and pale.
For the first act, our story is all fun and games
But at the end of part one, we see everything changes
We see Skeleton Boy's snatched by the prince of all darkness.
'Tis back to trickster mythology that this storyline harkens.
And so Skeleton Boy must get out of this fix
And find ways to outsmart all his captors with tricks
So prepare for fantastical mischief in:
Skeleton Boy Saves His Skin
by Thomas Boguszewski
Deep underground, there was a boy who was dead
Then out of the ground popped his skeleton head.
He pulled his dead body up through all the red stone
And sat, his head rattling, upon his old headstone.
Skeleton Boy wanted mischievous fun
So he took to his heels and had a good run.
Our hero was hungry, and he saw a big rabbit,
So he set up a trap in order to nab it.
Once the rabbit was caught, the boy made rabbit stew.
But since he was bones, it fell right on through.
Soon after tha
Distance Between You and Me - Alfred x ReaderDistance... between you and me.Distance Between You and Me - Alfred x Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You know, I like you. I wonder if you like me back
She stood in the corridor, fiddling with her skirt. A soft smile graced her lips, widening when she saw him. His blonde hair messy, a pair of frameless glasses covered his sea blue eyes, a bright grin on his face.
Your smile is so kind, that I keep wanting to lean on you.
"I'm sorry You'll have to go home alone today. I forgot to tell you, but I promised a date with my girlfriend." He laughed sheepishly.
"What girlfriend?" She asked, confused.
I know I'm not allowed.
"Mhm I started dating her last week. You know her, Lili from the library! We ate lunch with her a couple of times." He explained.
She could feel her heart breaking with every word he said.
My heart beats for you.
"Ah " She said, looking down. The pain was almost too much to bear, like a knife in the heart.
"And so Let's go P.C Bang the next time. I'm really, really sorry!" He s
AlfredxDead!Reader- REWRITE 'Idiot'He calmly took a breath of the cold air. He shivered slightly, even under his thick winter coat. He waited for headlights. He waited for the two discs of light to approach closer. He breather in one last breath before stepped off the road curb into the path of the speeding vehicle.AlfredxDead!Reader- REWRITE 'Idiot'2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“I love you, (Name).”
He heard the car’s horn blare, and the yellowed light consume him as he shut his eyes. He was violently pushed backward, falling onto the sidewalk. His eyes shot open as he heard the car swerve and blare it horn as it continued down the road.
“Alfred, you-you idiot!”
He gasped as the body of his loved one formed standing on the curb beside him. He sat up. “(Name)! You’re dead! I watched you die, how ar-?“ “Shut up Alfred!” She yelled at him, curling her pale hands into fists. “What were you thinking?! Throwing yourself in front of a god damned car!”
Alfred shut his eyes. “I wanted to
Sober!England x Reader = What Happened? =The gentle British man awoke to a splitting headache.Sober!England x Reader = What Happened? =2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All he could remember was going to the pub with America
and drinking two beers.
"Ugh. . my bloody head. . w-where am I?"
"You're at my house Arthur. . ."
Slowly looking over to the doorway England saw a certain (h/c)woman
standing there. The Brit's face was soon a blazed which meant his tsundere
mood kicked in.
"W-WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?"
The (h/c) woman could only stare at him. She kept her head down so he wouldn't
see her red cheeks from remembering last nights events. After, picking the
drunk up after being ditched by America at the bar she was sent to
pick up England. However, the night for the blonde came to an end
when he confessed his love to her before passing out.
But him being drunk when that moment occurred she did not know to believe
him or not. But smiling at him she explained what had happened last night
minus the last part.
With a sigh Arthur ran his fingers through his messy locks and tried to
.:Spring Cleaning England X Reader:.Twenty four hours. That was the amount of time it took before you could legally declare someone missing, Right? And any time less than that is no big deal, right? Yes and no big deal is what a certain British man had been telling himself all morning. So what if you hadn’t picked up his calls, or his texts, or his strongly worded letters sent via flying mint bunny? It was no big deal..:Spring Cleaning England X Reader:.2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Maybe you were in the shower…… for 6 hours.
“Aughhh damn that woman! Why won’t she pick up her bloody phone!?” for what felt like the billionth time Arthur slammed the phone down on the receiver and glared at it. “Maybe I could pop over there and see if she’s alright….. But what if she thinks I’m too attached or clingy…… but what if she’s sick or hurt or worse ignoring me?!” his heart sank at just the thought of it and before he knew it he had his wallet in hand and was on his way to the metro.
One paranoid underground
Shopping Spree [Hetalia: Spain x Reader]You really didn't know why you were at Toys "R" Us. You woke up this morning in your wrinkled [favorite color] pajamas and then went to go get your regular cup of coffee, but then someone knocked at the door and when you opened it you didn't know what happened then. All you know is that you've still got your pajamas on under a red sweatshirt (which was very cozy, to be honest) and you were staring at a new Tamagotchi.Shopping Spree [Hetalia: Spain x Reader]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hola, anyone home? What do you think Romano would like?" 
You glared at the happy-go-lucky Spaniard and grumbled something unintelligible.
"¿Qué quieres? What's the matter, chica?"  He tipped his head to one side and gave you a questioning look through his cute green eyes. You smirked and looked away.
"So what toy should I buy!"
You cut Antonio off by putting your index finger to his lips. Then you took in a deep breath, and began to rant.
"You get me up at six in the morning and drag me here to Toys 'R' Us when it's freezing and when I complained i
A Pack - Ghetto AmericaA Pack - Ghetto America3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Three months had passed. Three months, which Alfred had no idea had passed. Everything just seemed longer, seemed shorter. He wasn't keeping track of time in the sense that he used to. Now, he only memorized dates when bills were due and when the stuff was being sold.
Other than that, his sense of time had escaped him.
He was drinking a lot more than usual for him, and for that reason, he didn't smoke as often. He didn't know if that was a healthier substitute. It probably wasn't. But when did Alfred ever care about what happened to his body? That's why he was involved in all these things in the first place. Because he simply didn't care.
Did that mean he was suicidal?
He couldn't see that.
That day, the sunlight was brighter than usual. It was so much brighter, Alfred woke up early from his sleep on the couch. Why was it
America x Reader - A Hero?It was late into the night, and Alfred was sitting on his couch, staring at the ceiling. In fact, that's what he had been doing ever since he woke up, not even moving an inch. People would try to get in to help him, but he ignored all of them, not even sparing a glance in their direction.America x Reader - A Hero?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
In fact, all he could think about was what had happened starting from 2 days ago…
"Um Alfred? I have something to tell you…" you mumbled a little, twiddling your thumbs and looking down at the floor, blushing.
"Yeah (Name)? What is it?" he questioned, noticing that you were acting differently then usual.
"Well, I-I like- no, I love you!" you corrected yourself.
Alfred gasped, wide-eyed, obviously not expecting you to say anything like that.
He then walked up to you and placed his hands on your chin, lifting your chin up so you could look at him. A glimmer of hope shined in your eyes, but the very next sentenced crushed it completely.
"I'm sorry (Name). But…I don
EnglandxReader: Can I Love Again [Part 2]Arthur was walking through the new market place near his home. He was looking for something to cook for dinner since his friend Kiku was visiting. Arthur's emerald green eyes stared at the different types of flour. Arthur looked away from the price to noticing _______ dressed in a pink and black French maid's uniform. Her _____ colored hair was pushed back into a pony tail tied with a large pink bow.EnglandxReader: Can I Love Again [Part 2]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
'My goodness, she looks so beautiful.' Arthur thought staring at the young woman who looked just like his beloved Emily. He watched as _______ looked at the different types of sugar. 'Her lips look so soft.' Arthur said to himself while he watched her bite on her lower lip.
_______'s looked up noticing Arthur and a smile formed across her face. As she skipped towards him Arthur noticed the white and pink knee highs she wore with black heels.
"Hello Ms. ______." Arthur said trying to be a gentleman.
"Hi, Arthur." she said cheerfully the smile
No Awesome for a Day-PrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader: No Awesome for a day..No Awesome for a Day-PrussiaxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
``Oh lord.`` you grunted to your friend (friends name here). She turned, and saw Gilbert Weillschmidt, walking towards them.
``What`s so bad about him?`` (friends name) asked, taking another look at him. ``He`s cute.``
``AND annoying! He keeps telling me he`s `Awesome`.``
(Friends name) laughed.
``He looks nice.``
``Bleh.`` was all you could say.
You shut your locker, and tried to walk away, but Gilbet was already there.
``Hello (your name.)`` he laughed.
``Not now Gilbert.`` you said, looking straight ahead-and not at him-which was hopeless, because he was walking right in front of you.
``Want to go see a movie with the Awesome me tonight?`` he asked, stopping himself, causing you to stop awsell.
``No...never...ever.`` you said flatly. He frowned.
``What??! You won`t go with the awesomness!! Why??!``
`Maybe I could tease him` You thought.
``Okay I will Gilbet.`` you smiled. He fist pumped.
:~AmericaxReader: Cheap Bastard~:Snow crunched beneath your feet as you walked down the deserted sidewalk. Every store you passed was closed, but that didn't seem to even bother you. You had already gotten all of your Christmas shopping done before the chilling month of December even arrived. You weren't like those shoppers that cram into stores at the very last minute. It shows how unorganized people are nowadays.:~AmericaxReader: Cheap Bastard~:2 years ago in Drama More Like This
You tightened up your jacket and sighed, a white wisp forming in the air. You wouldn't exactly say that you hated the holiday of Christmas, but you never did like celebrating it. You weren't very close to your family, so you wouldn't even dare visit them during the holiday. Instead, you would spend it with your friends. It was more like Alfred dragging you to a Christmas gathering against your will, with you kicking and screaming. You hated the American man with a burning passion, for facts that were clearly obvious. He was oblivious, stuck up, annoying, rude, and just downright idiotic. Despite his moronic
Hiccups [SpainXReader] EXTENDED ENDINGAfter Antonio had left, you had just stood dumbfounded, staring with wide [e/c] eyes at the door that had just been slammed shut. You were still a little confused. Why would Antonio just suddenly burst into your shower like that?! And why did he sound so worried?Hiccups [SpainXReader] EXTENDED ENDING3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You shook your head worriedly, washing the rest of your [favourite flower] scented shampoo out of your [h/l] [h/c] hair before shutting off the water and drying yourself off with the towels you had set out for yourself earlier. Once you were dry you got dressed quickly and headed downstairs.
You didn't have too look long from the Spaniard, and soon found Antonio in your livingroom, a bloody kleenex pressed to his nose. Looking at him made you blush a bit but you swallowed determinedly and walked into the room. "Toni!" You got the attention of the brunette and he turned your way, though blushed and immidately turned away again; he couldn't look at you right now without thinking of what had just happened, and thus invoulentarily
Carousel - England x ReaderEngland x ReaderCarousel - England x Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"See that?" Arthur asked, pointing out a quick streak of light in between the stars, and you nodded excitedly. "It's a falling star."
"Falling?" you questioned. "B-but, why is it falling?" you sniffled, suddenly tearful. Where would the star go? Wouldn't it miss all its star-friends?
"That's just what they're called, love," he said gently, tucking hair behind your ear. "There's no reason to cry about it. They say if you see one and make a wish, it will come true!"
You gasped, all pity for the star now gone, and called up a wish to the night sky.
He chuckled and pulled you into his lap, placing a kiss on the top of your head as the carousel continued around and around.
The first time Arthur took you to what had become your favourite amusement park. The carousel was always the best part, with its cheery music and beautifully painted ponies that rode up and down.
There were so many memories from your childhood. You remembered always wantin
America/Reader || EURASIAAmerica/Reader || EURASIA2 years ago in Humor More Like This
(f/n) = first name
(l/n) = last name
It was a regular, normal day for you and your best friend, Alfred F. Jones, the "personified version of America" (as you liked to call it). You were studying for your tests on World History next week, and your class was starting them with Pangaea, and Alfred Wegener.
"Hey, America?" you asked. You were piecing puzzle pieces together, and forgot where Eurasia was supposed to go. "Where's Eurasia?"
"I don't have an Asia, (f/n)…" Alfred gave you an awkward look.
"No, I mean Eurasia."
"Like I said, I don't have an Asia."
"No, America, you dolt! Eurasia!"
"(f/n), I am not Asia! Okay? God!" He huffed, obviously annoyed and getting impatient with your words.
"I know you aren't Asia! I'm talking about Eurasia! Like how Eurasian—"
"NO! I'M NOT ASIAN, I'M AMERICAN. AMERICA. 'MURICA."
"I KNOW!" You were practically screaming now. "The continent! Europe and Asia as one! When Alfred Wegener formed Pangaea and shit!"
America had a poke
AmericaxReader Chance You were just walking around town with your best friend, Alfred Jones. You had a crush on him for the longest time but every time you actually had a chance to show him, he seemed to be busy with something else or you would get to nervous to even speak about it. You were hoping that today would be your chance to show him what you actually thought about him. You guys decided to spend the day together and go to random places around town. You were walking down the cement sidewalk when Alfred spotted an Ice cream shop across the street.AmericaxReader Chance2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey, ____. Lets go get some ice cream! On me!" he said, grabbing your hand and dragging you across the busy street to get to the other side. He was laughing his goofy laugh the whole way to the ice cream shop. You loved his goofy laugh, no matter how annoying it could get. You blushed when you noticed you g
EnglandxReader:: TimeTimeEnglandxReader:: Time3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Do you understand that feeling- that sudden sadness that takes over you when all you need to reach your destination is simple time? You're crying and dyeing inside your soul but all that is left is that you accept the truth- the fact that reality has overtaken and the dream is collapsing. Yes, you're hanging on the edge, you are praying and yet there is nobody to answer. Because, understand, though all you need is time, the clock is ticking and the alarm has been set off.
[Name] has been having these dreams for a while now. They are always the same, never changing cycle in her mind- yet they differ in the fact that sometimes they end in separate ways. She is always riding on a train- it's always peaceful and blue skies are seen through a little window, framed with a gentle caramel lace. There aren't any clouds, there isn't any wind- everything is silent and still as if life has fled from that relevantly small cabin. But it's not as welcoming as you would