Brave New World-YuuRamBrave New World-YuuRam8 years ago in General More Like This
Wolfram decided he had had enough. He got up from his fiancé's bed and made his way over to the balcony. Just then Yuuri entered the bedroom. He sighed as he saw Wolfram in his room yet again.
"So I guess this means you're sleeping in here again?" asked Yuuri.
Wolfram stood staring out off the balcony.
"I can't stand it anymore…" he trailed off, "I can't stand this pain."
Wolfram crawled up on top of the railing that was surrounding the balcony.
Shocked, Yuuri cried out, "Wolfram!! What are you doing?!"
"I can't be in this pain anymore Yuuri…" he said quietly as tears streamed down his face.
"Wolfram…I…I know how you feel about me, but…I just can't return the feeling…" Yuuri almost whispered.
"Why? Am I that repulsive to you?!" Wolfram cried.
"What?! No! That's not it," yelled Yuuri, "It's just…well, it's not normal. It's not traditional or right."
Yuuri slumped into a sitting position on the floor
YuuRam- Small Lies ch 4Small LiesYuuRam- Small Lies ch 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 4: They ran away
I ran after Wolfram, but I didnt know the way he ran so I tried Yuuris room. But he wasnt there.. I looked for him for a long time while trying my best to say to all of the people I met that Yuuri had traveled home for a while.
I was finally done, I hadnt found my younger brother but I knew him He would go.. To Yuuri! I said and ran down the hall to find him.
SIR! A soldier stopped me.
What is it.. I need to find Wolfram! I said irritated.
Thats just it.. I got a not for you from Heika! He said and gave me the little piece of paper.
I carefully opened it.
Something happened and something held me back.. But I traveled home with Murata and Wolfram.. Please dont worry Well be fine!
Yuuri went home with Wolfram?! I got a little shock of the information.
KKM: Crown of Flowers - Ch 1Crown of FlowersKKM: Crown of Flowers - Ch 110 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
By Dejiko Mew Mew
"There! It's done!" Yuuri smiled to himself. He took the item in his hands and left the garden. It wasn't too long before he had located his target. "Ah! Wolfram!"
"What is it, Yuuri?" the blonde asked casually, turning around. He jumped back a bit when he met Yuuri's unusually ecstatic face. "Wh-What is it?" he asked again, a bit more rushed.
Yuuri moved his hands from behind his back and revealed in his palms a crown of flowers.
"Tada!" he beamed proudly.
"What... is it?" Wolfram asked one last time, this time an air of confusion in his tone.
"It's a crown!" Yuuri squealed happily. He quickly placed it upon Wolfram's head.
"I can see that, but..." he sighed. "What for?"
"Well, it's been one year since I first came to this land," Yuuri explained, "and therefore, one year since we've met."
Wolfram's face instantly reddened. His usual suave manner was thrown off as he tried to respond and could only stammer incomprehensibly.
"Th-Thanks," he retorted qu
Falling For You Yuri woke as usual next to his adorable blonde fiancée who was curled up in a pink nightdress. Why Wolfram wore a dress while he slept instead of regular pajamas still confused him. And why Yuri was engaged to and sleeping next a guy instead of a girl confused him even more. He sat up and stared, deep in thought, at Wolfram. The boy stirred and Yuri tensed. He hadn't meant to disturb him and he didn't want him to wake up yet. Wolfie was much cuter and less annoying while asleep. The blonde curled up tighter and smiled murmuring, "Yuri " Yuri's eyes widened hearing this and he began blushing furiously. Is he dreaming about me? He smiled at the boy and lay down next to him.Falling For You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He thought back to when he first met Wolfram. How he insulted Yuri's mother and how he slapped Wolfram accidentally proposing to him. All that time Yuri disliked the boy more and more, but after a while, his feelings began to change. He didn't want
Enchanted EveningTitle: Enchanted EveningsEnchanted Evening10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rating: *sigh* Another G
Pairing: Soft Yuuri/Wolfram
Chapter: One Shot
He likes wintry evenings the best. After dinner and work are through for the day, he and Yuuri lay out on the floor by the low burning fire and watch the snow fall outside the window. Konrad always brings a blanket for them to lie on and Yuuri folds it back over, tucking the edges in against Wolfram while commenting about sleeping bags.
With the fire not at full strength, Wolfram stays close to Yuuri, sharing the warmth of his body. It's a lazy, comforting kind of warm and if left to themselves, Wolfram and Yuuri will sometimes fall asleep there on the floor, forcing Gwendal to step over or around them in the morning as he shakes his head and comments how they look like two puppies curled up in their nest than youths who should know
the human syntaxmottledthe human syntax2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there are carbon copies walking the streets
cut/and/paste people who
deracinated from scriptured roots rarely
ever realize that history is always unfolding right before them
or that somewhere in the bubbling
ooze of their jurassic hearts
a pasquinade has sprung
an unintended flood of reasoning
and merry mutants will come out to play
in scorched supernova shadows
while predation in the bio-mass
reached its all-time lowest
as shown in graphs designed to demonstrate
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
salti of you,salt2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
such a beautiful mess, intertwined and overrun.
your arms, copper lips, citrus,
a lovin' with a twist.
my summer away at space pirate camp,
i took to howling with you the first thunder of june;
the hunt for human brains,
Maybe Zombies Just Want To Hug?
- 6 lies to tell yourself if shipwrecked.
i can't explain the feelings i get.
blue dream before i sleep:
the soul cupping rice (glass figurines, lamp light eyes).
my fear is milk two sugars.
drink drink drink
beneath it all,
floral growth, silver spoons,
losing my spine, strange preoccupations with skin,
your teeth leave different scarswhat they didn't tell me--your teeth leave different scars2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
the amnesiac is
61.8% water &
on watching the night
close its eyes on you,
I only know beauty;
maybe Anne Sexton was onto something
& for the woman shamed,
arise and breathe. Seabones
with taciturn eyes
after we lost him:
mermaid thirst for
Your virginity is like an envelope,
a lover's observations on
post-it notes, cupping rice
always, and always.
The Rot of FlowersI am so bored of flowers.The Rot of Flowers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dream in wounds
And I am bored of trees
Stretching to heaven;
They'll never reach.
I want to see the rot within,
gnawing on the insides,
I want to taste the pollution,
The city's poison
To distill, bottle, and sell
- humanity for consumption
I want to scrape off the makeup,
Turn the flesh inside out
And lick the rot.
Only then will flowers be beautiful.
© 2013 themagpiepoet
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 2 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
Switzerland X Reader .:Never Forget:.I sighed and stared out the frost-encrusted window, my breath fogging it slightly. Christmas could be so boring, and it was lonely these days. Ever since Vash had left.Switzerland X Reader .:Never Forget:.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It had been ten years, and now I was twenty two. My life had been perfect as a child. My best friend and his sister had practically lived with me, we were together so much.
Inseparable. That was what we had called ourselves, before the war managed to do the impossible.
Vash had needed to go and fight, even at the tender age of thirteen. I had cried as much as Lili, his sister, possibly even more. I couldn't even comprehend that he might die.
He had never returned, MIA. And for a whole year I had cried, before drawing into depression.
And now here I was, at the grave site for those who died at the battle he disappeared from. My cabin overlooked the very spot he had last been seen, and a couple of graves. I had promised myself to visit at least once a year.
That night was lonely and cold. In the Swiss Alps, the
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 - Misjudge2 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
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
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
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]2 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
.: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
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
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