Merlin and Arthur's Prank..."Merlin, you idiot! Now look what you've done!" Arthur yelled.Merlin and Arthur's Prank...5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm sorry, sire." Merlin wanted to laugh, but now was not the time.
Arthur's ahem undergarments were blowing in the breeze on the flagpole. Merlin had put them there, of course.
"Don't just stand there! Get them down!" Arthur was cringing. Oh, Merlin would pay for this
"How? I'm not that tall." Merlin was innocent in his tone.
"Climb, you dunce." Arthur smirked. There wasn't a chance in hell Merlin would climb a flagpole.
"What? Are you serious?"
"When am I not serious, Mer~lin?"
Merlin shook his head. "I point-blank refuse to climb a flagpole, sire."
"If you won't climb it, then I'll send you to the stocks. They should make that place your second home."
"Fine. I'd rather be there than climb that stupid flagpole "
Arthur huffed and looked up at the flagpole. He began to climb, reaching the top in less than five seconds. He removed the offending item and jumped back down to the ground, landing on h
England's Brother Scotland: EnglandXReaderScotland grunted in pain he tried to force back Rome's sword. Bodies of human soldiers lay around him. Now he just had to manage to overpower the powerful country in order to get him out of his land once and for all. Once again the Romans believed they could simple take over. Scotland had little brothers to fight for and he wasn't about to let the older man win. This was for England - his youngest brother. He did not want England exposed to how cruel the world could be, not just yet. The boy had already lost his mother. His brothers partially blamed him for this. Scotland knew better. His mother had been around for a long time. She was almost as old as Rome.England's Brother Scotland: EnglandXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rome threw his sword onto Scotland's. He was forced to use his palm to support the flat of the blade. He took a step back and redirected the attack to the side and threw his sword towards Rome's arm. Out of all of his brothers, he was the one who was most skilled to fight the Roman army. Rome had already taken over for so long. Eng
Drunk! England X Mad Reader ~ Speechless ~Drunk! England X Mad Reader ~ Speechless ~3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Drunk! England X Mad Reader
* I can't believe how you slurred at me, with your half wired broken jaw * - Lady Ga Ga
It was just the beginning on your first vacation at Christmas. Like always, snow was dropping slowly from outside the fogged up windows, Christmas trees with bright lights lit up the rooms of houses, Christmas decorations hung from outside to attract attention from citizens and of course, Finland would be flying around on his slay giving out presents. Last Christmas you got (insert item, food etc.) and to be honest that wasn't what was on your list.
You had been in love with Arthur for what seemed like an eternity, you had always loved him right from the start. His golden locks, beautiful emerald eyes, and his black caterpillar eyebrows you always thought they were going to fall off if he ate salad. His perfect body you could just imagine underneath his clothes, and his charming manors you just adored. Many men had tried to ask yo
WolfPup!EnglandXVet!Reader: Caring 'Bout YouWalking home, you pushed your (skin colour) hands into your thick (favorite colour) hoodie.WolfPup!EnglandXVet!Reader: Caring 'Bout You1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was winter in (town/city name), which was located in (country name), and it was -3°degrees. You were coming home from your job, at the local vet, and you were wearing a thick (favorite colour) hoodie, long thick black sweat pants and cream coloured snow boots.
Stopping, you looked around as mist started to cover the pathway through the small forest. Suddenly a misty-wolf stepped out of nowhere, and walked towards you. A shivering cream wolf pup hung from its jaw, you could see its tail and back legs were a darker cream colour.
The misty-wolf placed the pup near you, and nudged it forward a little, before turning around and disappearing, its body becoming the mist itself. Seeing that the pup was shivering more, as it was now in the snow, you ran over, taking off your (favorite colour) hoodie while running. Ignoring the cold that was now hitting your uncovered arms, you wrapped the ho
Absolutely Incomprehensible British GentlemanDrunk!EnglandXReaderXAmericaAbsolutely Incomprehensible British Gentleman3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Absolutely Incomprehensible British Gentleman
"You know, I'm really glad you decided to join us, (Name)."
"Only because I know you'll need a ride home."
"HAHAHAHA! Dude, you know him so well!"
Arthur glares at America as he holds the door open for you. To get immediate revenge, he slips through the doors before America and thus resulting in the doors smacking the poor guy in the face. Alfred laughs that off as he swings open the door, whacking England on the back. Arthur staggers forward then turns back to America, yelling,
"Watch it, you idiot!"
You look back at them and sigh, "You haven't even taken a sip of cider and you're already acting irresponsible."
"He started it," Alfred strolls past Arthur and stands by your side, scoping the pub.
The place is lively; filled with music and laughter. The bar glistens from just being wiped down for the nightly round of hoppers. The tables are nearly all
Do not be ashamed of who you are.At one point in your life,Do not be ashamed of who you are.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you didn't mind being a girl.
It was only after you met
her that you thought, "Maybe
this isn't the right fit." Because,
if you're being honest, she
deserves a knight in shining armor.
You are not Atlas, my dear.
Your shoulders do not
merit a world of troubles,
but instead love-lined clouds
that whisper, "Do not be
ashamed of who you are."
A woman can be a
champion whose heart burns
with more gold than a king's
castle holds. Perhaps if
you had more faith,
you might find that's just what
DesperationI wonder how many days you've spent feeling lost.Desperation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thinking that you're going somewhere.
Never actually getting anywhere.
You look at the same four walls over and over again.
You can paint them in different colours,
But you know they're still the same.
And you convince yourself that you're making progress,
Nothing's changed, but you're making progress.
Things are getting worse, but you're making progress.
And then you wake up and realise,
That shit has hit the fan...
Suddenly you're forced to do the things you couldn't,
The kind of things that you were never comfortable with.
And you find out you can do them.
You find out that the only reason you couldn't,
Was because you were afraid to try.
It's hard - trying to take that first step.
It's hard - trying to convince yourself to take that chance.
Elysiumi am alkaline,Elysium1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
speaking of star-stitched
harlots with a
tongue tinged ultraviolet;
love, you are selenic & i
am mercurial melancholy
Jarida - Peter Pan: Ch1Jarida - Peter Pan: Ch11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ch1 The Boy By The Window
Deep in the city of London a young Scottish girl was telling her three little brothers a story about pirates and how a young boy always gets away from the captain’s wrath. The girl is named Merida and tonight she was telling her triplet brothers, Hubert, Hamish and Harris one of her stories, with their two dogs for comfort. There are times when Merida’s stories can scare them.
“Monsters known as nightmares that can take on the form of horses and can freeze you in fear as they consume you with your deepest fears” as Merida continued her story, “Except those who serve their master,” she paused before going on, “PITCH BLACK HOOK! Captain of the black pirates and fears no one, except for one, the bear that the brave Jack Frost had fed the captain’s hand to!”
The brothers huddled into each other and their dogs as their sister paused her story again. Her stories had never given them nightm
Lie to MeThere are those who stare into the water's edge.Lie to Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gleaming eyes fixed upon their reflections.
I am beautiful! they say to themselves,
And all of you must accept that as true!
To say otherwise would be a social suicide.
Their friends will defend them to the bitterest end.
In a circle of illusions cast by the group,
You are forced to accept this person as 'pretty'.
To me you are not beautiful, you are simply lazy.
You have done nothing for yourself,
And now you wish me to accept you?
But I must tell you the truth.
And though that truth may wound you,
I believe it is for the best:
Because girl, dayum! You just look so bad that my eyes are cryin' YOU a river.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 11th August 2013
Lirio de Sangre - Odisea 1.2Lirio de Sangre - Odisea 1.24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Soy idiota, soy idiota." Sabía que a los ojos de los demás era una chica rara, fría, solitaria y, sobre todo, muy rara. "Es culpa mía."
"Qué va a ser culpa tuya, eso sí que es una idiotez. Que no te interesen sus temas no significa que…"
"Soy muy rara. No me interesa nada de lo que hablan." Subió dos puntos más el volumen, la voz grave del cantante de HIM calmaba su alma con sus promesas de terror.
"¿Y de qué hablan? De ropa, ropa pija; de tíos, tíos descerebrados que van de chulos; de la tele, nada más que basura; de salir de marcha y acabar con un coma etílico en el hospital."
"Sí, ya lo sé…" Se limpió las lágrimas con la manga.
"De si van a hacer dieta; por favor, están anoréxicas."
"Y yo como una foca."
"Quejarse porque una talla treinta y seis apriete es de enfermas."
"Sí, eso también" aceptó secándose los ojos.
"Que no te interese lo que hablen es normal, no son más que escoria."
"¿Y qué me interesa a mí?" Levantó la cabeza y fijó la vista en El Diario de las Tinieblas 5. "Fanta
Perils of an Anime ConventionPerils of an Anime Convention8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Youre a schoolgirl dressed in a very revealing costume.
Thats probably illegal. Take your pass.
Youre a grown man looking for schoolgirls dressed in very revealing costumes.
That should be illegal. Take your pass.
Youre a grown man dating a schoolgirl dressed in a very revealing costume.
Id say thats illegal. Take your pass.
Youre a grown man dressed in a very revealing schoolgirl costume.
There is no God.
Just take your pass.
No, I do not want to trade pokemon with you.
Get away from me.
No, I do not want to be owned, in Smash Brothers.
Get away from me.
No, I do not want to join your live action roleplay group.
Get away from me.
No. I do not care how good your Charizard is.
I do not want to trade pokemon with you.
Just get away from me.
The fangirls decided to introduce me to Yaoi.
It might just be the bright lights, but I swear, my eyes are burning.
The fanboys decided to introduce me to Hentai
AC-Prototype: RooftopAC-Prototype: Rooftop4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Wafts of smoke lifted from the glowing end of Desmond Miles' cigarette.
He stared at the floating tendrils, content to watch them drift up to the starry sky above.
Desmond sighed, curling forward to wrap his arms around his raised knees. He stared down at the bright city below him from the rooftops, frowning in thought.
The man looked tired, worn out. His eyes had small, dark bags underneath them. Small lines appeared around his mouth, mostly from his constant frowning. He inhaled on the small cancer stick, breathing out a cloud of white smoke. He had picked up smoking ever since...
He closed his eyes, looking as if he was in pain.
He could still see her face, see the shock and pain in her eyes. He was frozen, feeling the body-heat of her midsection as his blade had run her through, feeling the cold pulse of the golden artifact in his palm. They had both collapsed to the cold floor, him still staring in her eyes. He crawled toward her desperately, holding her face in his hands, ignorin
A Princess's Dream-ShinHikaIt was the princess Dawn's 16th Birthday. She was very excited but a little shook at the same time because this was the day she had to chose a prince to marry. Little did she know that she would not only find a husband she would also find the love of her life.A Princess's Dream-ShinHika7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The princess woke to a still day with a smile on her face as she usually did but today was a bit different. Yay todays my Birthday!! She yelled excitedly knowing today was going to be extra special. She hurried got dressed and rushed down stairs. She was wearing a simple light blue dress an equally light blue hat with a white feather on it and matching sandals. When Dawn got down stairs her mom greeted her. Happy Birthday!! The Queen shouted happily. Dawn smiled Thanks!. Dawn and Queen A (Dawns mom) had breakfast and Ayako told Dawn something that she was shocked to hear.
Dawn you know now that you are sixteen you are almost at the age where you have to take position as Queen
The Grim ReaperThe Grim Reaper4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He waits for me patiently
With wide open arms
Ready to take me to my grave
To my long-awaited death
He becomes my father
My protecter on Earth
Soon he will carry me away
To a place beyond heaven and hell
He comforts me in the night
Hands me the razor on my darkest days
Ready to hear my sad tales
And coax me to fall to death
He tells me of a world
Filled with isolation and pain
A world that would feel like home
Soon I will be ready to leave
He catches the tear drops
As if each one were precious
He begs me to look in the mirror
As I run the razor across my skin
Each mark tells a story
Of which he plays a main part
My dear, sweet Grim Reaper
Will send me to a place of hurt and torture
For which I happily think of
As I slide the cool metal deep into my skin
And watch the ruby droplets slither down my arm
While the Grim Reaper joyfully looks on
Proud of his new victim
Just For You England X ReaderJust For You England X Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The apocalypse must be coming. That was the only explanation you could think of for this...this travesty. On the one hand it was rather nice for you and made you feel loved and needed, but on the other hand it was an occurrence that was abnormal anywhere besides your dreams.
At the world meeting for all to see, England, the infamously tsundere ball of mood swings, was holding your hand on the table. It doesn't really seem like much, but it is England we're talking about. The show of affection was in plain sight! But that wasn't all - he was
sitting againstsnuggling into your right side. No space was left between you two, and the chairs would have to merge for you to be any closer.
The weirdest thing, though, was that all he could do was softly smile. He wasn't ashamed nor was he embarrassed by it. Normally he would become red enough to trick Spain's Romano radar.
I Can Only Sell MyselfI am but a pen,I Can Only Sell Myself2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not even a sword.
I have naught but words,
No skill may I afford.
Truly it is sad,
That it has come to this.
But if you are in need of writing,
Then let my words bring you bliss.
So tell me, what would you have me write tonight?
the ignoredIn the moviesthe ignored2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I always saw people hurt
by the ones they didn't know
With no rhyme or reason
And always by strangers
But what they don't show
Is what I always knew
How it hurts
so much more
when the person hurting you is dear
The friend handing out snacks
And carelessly passing over you
The little comment
that they don't think twice about
but which makes your chest tight
and you fight back tears
knowing they will never know
how much it hurt
Staying home on the weekend
because you weren't invited
even though the others were
Being told to change seats
so they can sit by another friend
Having no partner for class
because the others have already paired up
without giving you a second thought
And they don't know
and don't think
Your presence seems irrelevant
and you wonder why you're there
and if any of them really think about you
That's what hurts
of those closest to you
The dearer to your heart
the more painful the words
When you speak and the
we could walk on water.I will find you on the edges of the river,we could walk on water.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
right between the creases where the moss
grows thick and the water gurgles hymns
so softly that you have to still your pulse
just so that you might hear it.
[Quiet, darling, quiet; open your heart and listen.]
You will find me in the pocket of the oceans
darkest wave, curled against the starfish and
seaweed, painting my moon-sand skin with
every color so that I might be as achingly
beautiful as the coral you dream of.
[Pray, darling, pray; open your hands and believe.]
We will find one another in the deepest part
of the deepest lake, pressing kisses together so
that when we breathe one another in, we might
simply breathe, fashioning oxygen from a wish
and touching each other as if one touch can
save the world.
[Sing, darling, sing; open your mouth and love.]
To be a writerYou taste like decaying leavesTo be a writer2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and October's bad habits-
when it’s halfway through February
that still haunts these bones.
I have allowed you to
claw your love
into my arms
and chant into my
for much too long.
I wish I was one of those girls
who could say wild flowers
grow up through my nooks
and my crannies just to tear
through my skin, screaming.
I’m just that dead eyed deer
on the side of the road dreaming
of shoving a pen down my throat
and writing these verses inside out.
I am no scribe, prophet, or spell caster.
I know it.
My skin knows it.
My pen knows it too.
Years and years
my mind will dwell
on the way your fingers
chain linked between my ribs
and shook my
to be a writer
is to be a masochist,
and I refuse to get off
on the pain anymore.