The Sands HeartBly never liked the waves, not even so much as the waves as the ocean. He was only at the beach today because of the sun felt nice aginst his skin, and the sand felt soft under his feet. But that wasn't the only reason for comming to the beach, he couldn't shake the feeling of lonilyness. What other place has as many good looking guy, and all of them with their shirts off. He scanned the beach carrying his folding chair looking for a place to sit, but the beach was crouded and almost no was free. Except one spot, there was a guy next to it, he was smaller and defently not as muscular a Bly. But he was dephently a cute one, Bly made his way over to where he was. As he got closer he saw that he was alone, a book in hand as his eyes scanned the pages taking in every word. "Is this seat taken?" he pointed to the empty spot. The guy looked up with soft eyes from his book, smiling "Not at all," Bly set up his chair next to his. Bly tried to find a topic to talk of, he felt a little nervous bThe Sands Heart3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You're beautiful Steve x Chubby Reader A large growl erupted from you throat as you gave the punching bag one more punch. The last of your anger was put into your swing and with that gone depression hit you once more. A tear slid down your cheek and your chest heaved as you dropped to your knees and sat back unto your legs. With a shaky hand you pulled the rejection form from your pocket. Tears clouded your vision but you could still plainly see the red markings that made up hurtful sentences on your application. You would’ve been fine with not getting the position had it not been for the cruel word that slapped you in the face as you glanced over the reasons you were denied. ‘Overweight’, the distasteful word sat right next to your relatively high numbered weight.You're beautiful Steve x Chubby Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I am not overweight.” You hissed before shredding the paper into confetti. It was true you technically weren’t, but your weight was a little on the higher end of what was considered healthy. Hon
FragmentsI call them fragments, the parts of me that were too exhausted to stay. He calls them flecks because I am a flake. I wish I was a flake. It sounds prettier than being a fragment. Flakes are like snow. Soothing, falling from the sky on the tip of his tongue that melt and disappear. Fragments are archeological findings of a scarred past we really should not remember.Fragments2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to remember my scars. So I am a fragment.
I draw on my legs. When my skin dries out, I use my index finger as a pencil and draw what the clouds are trying to tell me. Sometimes it’s a dog, and sometimes it’s a bear and sometimes it is his face looking at me disapprovingly.
That is when I stop drawing.
At night, when the rain falls, I sit at the bay window and pretend to write stories whilst he pretends to sleep. “What are you writing?” he will ask in his asleep voice. “A funny story.” It is not. It is a pale, scary story, and it looks like my skin. “Were you dreamin
EnglandXReader - Hetalia Academy 11EnglandXReader - Hetalia Academy 112 years ago in Romance More Like This
You woke up to Arthur saying your name and the pinging noise of the plane intercom. You blinked the sleep out of your eyes and looked at Arthur.
"We've landed." He said and smiled at you.
You yawned and stood up. He stood also and reached into the overhead storage compartment and pulled out your backpack and his duffel bag. The two of you walked off the plane and were soon met by Eliza and Gilbert.
"So how are ve getting to your house?" Gilbert asked.
"Since my parents don’t know I came home, a cab would be our best bet." You replied.
The four of you walked out of the airport with your bags in tow. You tried to hail a cab and after about four or five tires, you finally got one. You got in the front with the driver and Eliza, Arthur, and Gilbert piled in to the back. You told the driver the address to your home and you were off. Almost twenty minutes later, you arrived at the familiar front door of your house. You got out, giving the driver his money, and walked on the front
Of Skulls and Butterfly Gardens|EnglandxReader 5Of Skulls and Butterfly Gardens|EnglandxReader 51 year ago in Romance More Like This
"______! Child, are you ready yet?" your mother called up the stairs, impatiently shaking her head when you didn't answer. You heard her marching up the stairs, but you still sat at your vanity.
Arthur had not come for you, not in four days. At first, you hadn't thought much about it, figuring he was just busy or perhaps otherwise engaged, but the more time that passed, the more you started to worry. What if something had happened to him? The memory of the gunshot flashed through your mind and you gasped, quickly shaking your head to banish the thought. No, he surely had to be fine.
"_____!" your mother screeched again and you slammed your brush down, casting a hot glare at the door.
"I am coming!" you shouted back, knowing you sounded much angrier than you wanted, but you couldn't help it. You were not in any mood to go shopping! Turning back to your vanity, you adjusted your pinned up curls and applied a bit of blush to your cheeks. Arthur's locket lay between your breasts and his ri
RomanoxReader - WonderingRomanoxReader - Wondering10 months ago in Drama More Like This
Arms wrap around Lovino's waist as he's chopping up ingredients for dinner. He turns his head to see the top of your head as you rest your forehead on his shoulder.
"Is everything okay, ________," he asks, quietly, putting down his knife and turning in your grip awkwardly so he's at least facing you and able to return the hug.
You look up at him when he does so and smile a bit, "...Lovi, can I ask you something?"
"Of course. What's wrong?"
You hum in thought for a moment, wondering how to actually ask. You didn't know how Lovino would react to being asked such a thing like this, but, then again, if you never asked then you would have to spend your life just expecting it to happen someday.
"...What do you think about babies?" Your voice is quiet as you ask, you biting your lip as you wait for his answer. There's a pause, but you're pretty sure he knows why you're asking and you can pretty much see him working out what he can say.
This freaks you out, however, because if his answer is go
~A World Of My Own~ Dark!Mad Hatter!EnglandXReader~A World Of My Own~ Dark!Mad Hatter!EnglandXReader10 months ago in Drama More Like This
You felt yourself drift into consciousness. You began to fall back asleep but you noticed something odd. Where was your bed, your sheets, your mattress? Eyes still closed, you could feel yourself on laying on your back, on what you knew was the ground. Your arm shifted, causing a rustle of leaves. The forest, you thought. How did I get to the forest?
Eyes still closed, on the edge of dreaming again, you went through the previous night. It had been so normal, you thought. You brushed your teeth, you got into bed, what happened? You were in your own home, weren't you? You must have been sleepwalking, straight from out of your house and into the lawn. Strange. Or perhaps you were still dreaming?
"Wake up, love."
Finally, your body jolted adrenalin into your veins and you lifted your heavy head off of the floor. You could have sworn you heard someone say something, but it was too silent and the world felt too empty for an
John's HeartJohn's Heart2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"What's the matter with me, Mimi?" John asked when they stepped inside Doctor Weller's office.
"Nothing's wrong with you," Mimi answered. "You're only getting a check up." She watched John run over and climb up on the examination table.
"Why do I need a check up?" John kicked his legs back and forth.
"We need to make sure you're healthy," Mimi explained.
"Am I getting a shot?"
"Where's Doctor Weller?"
"The nurse said he will be here very shortly."
"Can we go out for supper?"
"Uncle George can take us!"
"No, John!" Mimi said. "I already made plans for supper." She smoothed out her dress and sat down in a chair beside him.
"You did not!"
Mimi opened her mouth to argue, but that's when the door opened and Doctor Weller walked in carrying a clipboard. "Ah, good afternoon, Mrs. Smith! How are we, John?"
"Fine, sir," John grumbled.
"He's upset because I won't feed him greasy chips," Mimi sighed. She took a moment to shake Doctor Weller's h
Shurara Corps Zero Chapter 24Shurara Corps Zero Chapter 244 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It had been hard to find another member. Shurara was growing a little desperate. Now he had the knowledge that he could bring things to life. The doll had been a small feat. What he wanted to try now was something slightly more delicate.
He'd spent a while looking for a snowy enough place on Keron. Now that he had found it, he was starting to wonder what purpose this had. He finally decided that it didn't have to have a purpose. He could do what he liked.
The snowman was sort of pitiful looking. He'd been made long ago by some children who'd probably travelled to these snowy mountains for a vacation. Somehow, this snowman had lasted. Shurara raised his lance.
The power flowed through him and into the snowman. Wind began to envelop the snowman, shaping and changing it. It was working! The wind finally cleared and revealed the snowman, now with a more Keronian shaped body. His eyes were closed. Shurara poked him. The eyes snapped open.
Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 6Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 63 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The night was near. The breeze was raw and scraped against your skin as you can to a sudden halt in your panicked escape. You gasped for air as you doubled over, exhausted from the over-exertion and light-headedness was taking over.
Despite what your mind told you, your body simply ceased to support itself as you landed on the cool ground below, hair falling in your face. The eerie silence that had repeatedly mocked you throughout the night returned once again, but this time in a much more malicious manner. You didn't move a muscle from where you laid. It wasn't exhaustion, but pure terror than planted you where you were. You couldn't hear anything over your ragged breathing, yet that thing had followed you all this way. It couldn't have just left you behind.
You were proven correct.
With your eyes locked on the ground below you, 'Ludwig' had stood silently behind you. Towering and a new dominant air about him. He stared down at you with those daggers of his, and even
Frost -eleven-Frost -eleven-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The sight of that rose was bothering Hanana all that night.
When the petal had fallen, she'd swiftly pulled her hand back, looking behind her as if expecting Yukiki to be right behind her. Ready to say that she hadn't touched it, she didn't make the petal fall. A moment later she'd realized how irrational that was. Why would the sight of a petal falling unnerve her so much?
It was a simple thing, she'd seen it happen to her own flowers enough times back home, but somehow, seeing this rose lose a petal sent a wave of dread through her.
Unable to sleep, she rolled onto her side, hugging the pillow to her chest. What am I supposed to do? Am I just being silly?
After another hour or so of tossing and turning, trying to dispel that accursed rose from her mind, she fell asleep. She wouldn't be able to remember her dreams the next morning, but later she would distinctly remember an image of a wilted, dead rose.
The next few days weren't easy on Yukiki's mind, even
Shurara Corps Zero Chapter 5Shurara Corps Zero Chapter 54 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Something that Mekeke learned very quickly was that his new teacher wasn't kind. Master had him get up extremely early every morning so he could fill the day with teaching him how to make puppets.
Starting out, Mekeke got a lot of splinters and cuts. He had to deal with them himself though. Master couldn't spare any time to take him to a doctor or to even get the bandages for Mekeke. So he ended up having many bandages around his fingers.
Finally, he was able to work everything without injuring himself and the bandages came off. He started to gain calluses instead. Realizing that his teeth were sharp enough to slice through the strings really helped.
But by the time he was making puppets easily, Master decided to switch him over to learning how to actually work them. He made Mekeke go through finger exercises every day until his fingers were strong enough to move separate parts of the puppets by themselves.
Making mistakes was what Mekeke feare
Stone Cold HeartStone Cold Heart4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Yukiki did not want for much. In his opinion, you had to push away those things that caused distractions to be good at anything. One of the greatest distractions that he'd hoped to avoid was a thing called love. He barely understood it, seeing as he'd never felt it. That didn't matter though because he had seen the damage it caused in novels, in shows and in his life.
He'd expected to never be contaminated by its destructive power. That was until he met Hanana. He knew from the start that she would be the undoing of him. Her insistence on a friendship between them made him more and more certain of this. Her closeness and warmth didn't belong anywhere near him.
Part of his worry was his deep rooted fear of losing control. While he told himself often that he had a good grip on his powers, there was a part of him that kept telling him that, one day, the people who had become his family would be affected by him losing control. There could be death or sickness, he had no idea exactly what w
Interviewing QueenQ: Hello everyone! How are you all today? This time, I have the pleasure to interview the members of Queen! Introduce yourselves!Interviewing Queen2 years ago in Humor More Like This
BRIAN: Brian May here, folks.
ROGER: You have to say your complete name! Brian Harold May. Lovely. So british.
BRIAN: Brian Harold May is pleased to introduce to you to our blonde member, Roger Meddows Taylor!
ROGER: Oh shit, I forgot I had a middle name…
BRIAN: It's lovely as well, don't you think?
ROGER: Not as lovely as Freddie's name…
Q: You are spending too much time doing the introduction!
ROGER: That's because John Richard Deacon hasn't introduced himself, and by knowing Freddie's smirk, which is impossible not to notice, you can already assume he wants to be the last one to introduce.
Q: Then say your name, John!
JOHN: I'm John.
ROGER: Deacon John sounds way more amazing!
BRIAN: Or Deaky!
JOHN: I'm the quietest.
FREDDIE: And I, my dear loves, am Fre―
ROGER: Farrokh Bomi Bulsara!
FREDDIE: For the love of God, who's that guy?
Shurara Corps Chapter 22Shurara Corps Chapter 224 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gyororo's cheek ached. A bruise sat there, turning a rather nasty color. He hadn't bothered going home. If his parents found out he'd been in a fight there would be no end to the nagging.
It wasn't really his fault, but his parents wouldn't even consider it. It was really all the other kids' fault. If they hadn't made fun of him like that, he wouldn't have tried to beat them up. They called him "seven eyes", which was a very weak name, and poked his eyes. He had no choice but to teach them a lesson. He'd taken too much sitting down.
He was thinking about running away. Running away was the best option here. Gyororo just couldn't think of a good place to run away to. He knew he was young, but that was the best time to run away.
He heard a twig snap behind them. If his eyes weren't covered up by a hat, he would have been able to see them. He turned around. "Who's there?"
A man in a helmet walked out from behind a tree. "Hello," he said. "What are
The Dentist'NO! YOU ARE NOT TAKING ME TO THE DENTIST!'The Dentist4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'NO BUTS GEORGE!'
'Will someone else try and talk him into it?'
'Johnny, if you go, you get a yummy lollypop!'
'Ringo. I'M A MAN IN MY TWENTYS! NOT A DAMN TODDLER!'
'But you like lollypops .'
'He's got you there.'
'DID ANYONE ASK YOUR OPINION McCARTNEY?!'
'No I guess not. But come on.'
(Half an hour later, at the dentist)
'Remember that 'I'm not a toddler' thing? You're acting like one.'
'You don't understand ..'
'Are you saying the great, all-mighty John Winston Lennon is a-scared of the dentist?!'
'PAUL I SWEAR TO GOD!'
'It's alright John . I'll go back with you if you want .'
'You'd do that for me?'
'Of course I would!'
'Thanks Macca .. You two can wait here then ..'
'Right. George go save me a seat.'
(Back in the whatever it may be called)
'Paul . I'm really scared ..'
'It's just a check-up. I promise.'
'What if he pokes me with one of them sharp thingys?'
Secret Santa"Now boys, gather around and pick a name right out of the santa hat," George Martin said. "When you have that name, you must buy that person-"Secret Santa3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Yeah, yeah, George, we know the rules of Secret Santa," John interrupted. "We're not dumb, y'know!"
George Martin blinked and cleared his throat. "Very well. Go ahead."
The boys all reached their hands inside the red-and-white santa hat and pulled out a slip of paper. They took a second to look at the name they picked and George scratched his head. He got Ringo from the hat. Ringo chuckled at his slip of paper. The person he got was John. Paul nodded at who he got and quickly shoved his paper back in the pocket of his trousers. John scowled at the name and waved his slip of paper in the air.
"No, I change me mind! I don't want to play the stupid game."
"Who did you get, John?" Paul asked.
George Martin shook his head. "You can't give away the name. Buy that person a small gift, John. Tomorrow we will share and open them. That's how Secret Santa
Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 4Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You had never really enjoyed walking around in the woods at night. Even though it was still rather bright out due to it only being late August, the silence broken only by your breathing made you tense. You had snapped out of that trance again after the two of you were a fair distance away from the rest of civilization. Blinking a few times cleared up part of your slightly blurred vision, but only when you looked around did it clear up enough to notice where you were. Out in the middle of nowhere. Lovely. There was no breeze, no rustling in the woods. That's when you realized.
You were alone. No sign of the man who introduced himself as… Ludwig. You turned in a quick circle, disturbing the silence with your feet shuffling the leaves and your breath becoming ragged and labored. Where is he!? Your mind became clouded with panic as you continued to dart your narrowed line of sight all around you. Did he just leave me here? Is he hiding from me? Is… is he going to kill me o
Hijirikawa Masato x Reader: Nice to meet youHijirikawa Masato x Reader: Nice to meet you2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
- Masato Point of View -
Masato was out to buy some melon pan at some local bakery when something has caught his eye while walking into the lonely downtown streets. A [hair color] girl that seemed slightly familiar, but since he just saw it in a blur, he was unsure who it really was and shook the thought out of his head.
Once he bought some of his favorite bread, he then goes to a nearby park where it offered some fresh air and sat on one of the benches near the lake. Since it was already going to be nightfall soon, he didn’t want to stay long outside and he has to return to his dorms for his senior is waiting for him and he simply cannot afford to be---
Masato felt something bump against his shoulder. He glanced to his left and found out that it was a girl sleeping.
[Discontinued] Hiding her Beauty Ch. 5[Discontinued] Hiding her Beauty Ch. 53 years ago in Romance More Like This
The moon's pale glow was the only light that pierced through the darkness of my bedroom. It had to have been half past two by then, but I couldn't sleep still. The shadows in my room were all too restless to me, they kept moving and dancing in the moonlight. And even as I was curled in my bed, I still could only think of how I longed to rejoice with them. Even as the moon crept higher into the sky and forced them to retreat from its light, they still embraced that fate, as though it were sinking under the horizon and allowing them more room to roam.
Perhaps I should learn from the shadows, and grin in the face of the horrors around me. Instead of despairing and suffocating in this river of anguish; I could grow gills and swim with the current, twirling and ducking around in the water. Then when the waters receded long after the storm that arose them; I would find myself basking in the warm rays of sun, and warm my numb and tired limbs. But with that grin stretched on my face in the col
FrancexDemon!Reader - Where the Sun is Silent (I) Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats.FrancexDemon!Reader - Where the Sun is Silent (I)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Our story is about to begin
"Get back here you frog!" A heavily accented police officer cried as he ran after a man he had been pursuing for so many long years. The streets of London were dark as the storm cloud blocked out the moon, making it so that only the street lights were giving off an eerie glow. Puddles from the rain pooled over everywhere as the light that was given reflected off them. Officer Arthur Kirkland ran through one of the puddles, rippling and temporarily distorting the image and getting the legs of his pants wet as he ran after a person he had been hunting down for what seemed like decades. The blond Brit muttered a dark curse and continued to run, the silhouette of the infamous Francis Bonnefoy ahead of him in a taunting matter. Mister Bonnefoy was a wanted criminal, one Officer Kirkland had been chasing like a cat after a mouse for three long years, his record boasting the rape and murder of over thirty
Shurara Corps Zero Chapter 10Shurara Corps Zero Chapter 104 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"What were you thinking? You are not only ruining your image, but my image as well," Mama snapped. "You've been growing rowdier and rowdier."
Anono just smiled. Now that he was older, he'd figured out a way to take the wind out of his mother's sails. She had power over you if you let her have power. Anono's strategy had been to smile at every criticism she'd thrown at him. It was becoming a struggle for her now, he could see.
"You look ridiculous," she said.
Anono touched his face. He'd just gotten a bunch of tattoos and his mother wasn't happy. He had chosen for them to look like patches of green and red paint. One was in the shape of his symbol. That one was his favorite. He was thinking of ditching the ear flap hat too. The thing was growing a little too boring for him.
"I like how I look," he countered. "And they're permanent. So if you didn't want me to get them, you should have said so before I got them."
"If you'd told me, then I could h
A Sleigh Ride Together with You Shizuo x ReaderYou sprawl out lazily on the couch, flipping through TV channels and looking out the window sadly. It’s Christmas and snow hasn’t even fallen yet, the streets are bare of any white. You love the snow and are disappointed that you haven’t seen any of it on this winter holiday. Sighing lightly, you get off the couch and head into the kitchen for some water. You’ve been too lazy to change out of your pajamas since you woke up. Izaya is throwing a Christmas party later tonight at his apartment so you decide you’ll change before you need to leave.A Sleigh Ride Together with You Shizuo x Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The door to your house suddenly swings open and you drop your glass of water in surprise, luckily in the sink since you were hovering over it. You frantically grab a knife from the drawer and grip it tightly. Swallowing nervously, you hesitantly walk towards the door to confront the burglar head on. You step into the living room to be greeted by the sight of-,
“Shizuo! Goddamn you scared me half to death!”
Crona's PoemCrona's Poem5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The moon dips down and the world
forever casted in this lake of darkness.
No place of shining light
to guide me through the trecherous maze
of death, sadness, sorrow, and pain.
In this life,
I stand all alone,
only imagining to have a light.
I'll watch the devistation I have wrought;
watch all of the people suffter
in agony just like mine,
I would take their pain.
The sun forgot to take it's reign
and the moon weeps,
starts its twinkling tears.
Perhaps I wasn't meant to
simply be here at all.
The wayI cause destruction where I stand...
I must only be no more than a burden.
This realm of eternal night
takes hold of this twisted, tainted
soul of mine.
Please forgive me~
For what I have done
and what is only on my path
I'm sorry I'm here;
I'm so sorry I was born