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: EnglandXReader4 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
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
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.
Jarida - Peter Pan: Ch1Jarida - Peter Pan: Ch12 years 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
WolfPup!EnglandXVet!Reader: Caring 'Bout YouWalking home, you pushed your (skin colour) hands into your thick (favorite colour) hoodie.WolfPup!EnglandXVet!Reader: Caring 'Bout You2 years 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
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
A Princess Dream Ch.2 ShinHikaShinji had led Dawn outside. It was midnight and she was a bit shifted. Dawn sat down next to a little koi pond whose waters shimmered brightly in the full mooned knighted. Shinji was standing looked up at the stars then looked down at the koi fish swimming in the pond. Dawn Shinji started I suppose you would like to know the name of the princess I want to marry. Dawn nodded although she could care less she was heart broken.A Princess Dream Ch.2 ShinHika7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shinji touch the inside of a little pouch he had on his waist to make sure it was still there. He touched a small box inside the pouch. A ring box. He sighed slightly and sat down next to Dawn.
She was looking at the pond when she felt a gentle hand turn her head. It was Shinjis hand. She was surprised Shinji smiled and softly brushed his lips against hers. He smiled stood up and kneeled. Princess would you marry me? Dawns eyes where wide open she nearly burst into tears. Ahhh!!!! Yes!!! she yelled a
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
A Princess' Dream Chap 4Shinjis foot was bouncing nervously before on the outside he was calm cool and collected ,but it was a few minutes and now he was REALLY losing patience. He paced, arms crossed with his fingers drumming nervously on his arm. I knew you were nervous. Shuu said amused with a smirk playing at his lips. NOOOOO REALLYYYY Shinji said sarcastically. He was apparently nervous and pissed. He continued pacing. What time is it? Shinji looked at the clock. The Wedding was scheduled at 8 o clock. It was 1:01. ~darn it!~ Shinji wanted to break the dang thing. Satoshi snickered. What are you laughing at Shinji sneered. You. was all he said Shinji sweat dropped. ~What an idiot oh well thats him for you. Always acting stupid.~ Satoshi dont make him angry hes already frustrated enough. Shuu half cracked up in his own line of speech. Wow that was so funny I forgot to laugh ShA Princess' Dream Chap 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Princess's Dream Ch.3Blink. Blink. Prince Shinji woke in a place where he did not fall asleep. Huh? What the He looked around rubbing his eyes trying to get sleep out of them. He saw a blue blur and realized that something was holding him. He lifted up his head a little to get a better look. There was his Princesss face ,still asleep. His brow furrowed abit. Hadnt he fallen asleep on the chair? He looked the chair was there ,but turned. Someone had probably saw him asleep on the chair and placed him on the bed, but who? Hmm best not dwell on it. he sighed and laid his head back down near Dawns silky blue hair. ~Hmm her hair smells like Jasmine ~Then he drifted to sleep.A Princess's Dream Ch.37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This had been the sound that woke Shinji up.
Shinji was now brushing Dawns hair sitting on the bed. You know you really scared me Sorry Shinji
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
I Loved A GirlI loved a girl – she smelled like August melancholy,I Loved A Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she carried the scent of festival emotions,
tempered by the midnight flames
and fireflies' glow.
I loved a girl – her hair, the gentle hue of embers,
reflected dancing candlelight,
while in her eyes, as brown as mahogany,
I discovered tiny galaxies,
but most importantly – I saw my smile.
I loved a girl – I sensed her heartbeat,
playing to the rhythm of my breath.
Her every word,
imprinted tender cherry blossoms,
onto my soul.
I loved a girl – her lips tasted like morning air
cool against my heavy forehead,
her skin, softer than satin threads,
played games with the waning moonbeams -
its gravity, I could not resist, like the Sun,
cannot escape the zenith, on Summer solstice.
I loved a girl – she made me happy,
and sadly - I love her still.
AC-Prototype: RooftopAC-Prototype: Rooftop5 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
Akuroku"Sora, let go!" the blond struggled to say whilst being squeezed by his overexcited cousin.Akuroku7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"But you're here! I'm so glad you're here!" the brunet cheered delightedly once he let go and immediately began to jump up and down on the spot, smiling gleefully at his blond cousin. Roxas just laughed, Sora had always been a hyperactive knuckle head.
Summer was finally ending, and the teenagers of Destiny Island were actually quite glad. Even though summer meant the beach and no homework it also meant rainy days inside alone with nothing to do, and as strange as it sounded the teens were always happy to be back at school after their long summer holidays. This year however would be different, especially for Roxas since he'd be new to the Destiny Island school. Sora was overjoyed at the fact that his cousin would now be spending all of his time with him and he was happy to express this to the blond in extremely loud displays of happiness.
"Hey Roxas, can we pretend we're long lost bro
Overshadowed.Overshadowed.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Someone used to tell me
That every shadow has a light.
Then I deem myself to be
The light I thought I might.
But if my light is too dim
Would that make me a shadow?
Someone used to tell me
That every light has a shadow.
Then I deem myself to be
The shadow of sorrow.
But if my shadow is overshadowed
What would that make me?
As I watch the other shadows
Accentuate their lights
Growing darker, and darker
I am neither light or shadow.
I am simply...
Keep it all InsideI can't face this alone, or I'll drown in my tears.Keep it all Inside5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's a feeling I've felt for so many years.
I know I've told you the feeling went away,
But the pain is still raw, until this very day.
I can see the pain you store in your heart.
You try to hide it, but I've known from the start.
You hurt, you cry. And your life: you wish to end.
For reasons that I cannot comprehend.
I feel despair, regret, and numb beyond belief.
All I want to do is breakdown, and have a little relief.
Relief from the screaming in my head, the remorseful, horrible dreams.
My mask hides the real me, nothing's as good as it seems.
I try to get you to open up, try to help you out.
Be true to your heart, please get rid of your pout.
It kills me to see you smile without it reaching your eyes,
Because I know that deep inside, you want someone to hear your cries.
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.
How Many.How many of us are suffering in silence?How Many.6 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Does anyone believe that the other person cares? That they will listen and do something, anything?
How many of us are suffering in silence?
So much that we are rendered mute, eyes to the ground, ashamed of looking up, not having the confidence to even look at ourselves, believe what is honestly right, and stand up for what we believe in.
How many of us are suffering in silence?
Our 'rights'; continuously t h r a s h e d like what someone calls a 'thing' and you a 'body', a 'heart', a 'life'.
Our 'freedom'; [incarcerated] no longer a human being, but a 'thing' that doesn't exist and isn't even worthy of the liberty to see, hear, taste, touch and smell.
Our 'happiness'; where we don't (can't) have a conscious thought to dream of those days, cling onto those dreams, because we are too busy surviving just one. more. day.
How many of us are livi
CanadaxReaderFast forward: Part oneCanadaxReaderCanadaxReaderFast forward: Part one3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fast forward: Part one
You glared at the text book in front of you, rubbing your tired eyes. Why was learning history so hard sometimes? It was like the authors wanted you to die of boredom before you got past the first chapter. And of course, the subject you had picked was the worst of any type of history.
Revolutions. Sure they were necessary in some ways, but seriously, there was only so much one person could read before they found themselves drooling on the book, fast asleep.
You rubbed your eyes again as the words blurred on the page. Glancing at your watch you cursed. Five minutes until the public library closed. Getting up, you stretched and sighed. Putting the books back, you walked past the head librarian and outside.
A cold wind whipped through the air, messing your hair and making your shiver. Why was is so windy on a spring day? You blinked and stopped in your tracks, turning in a slow circle.
There was no one on the stre
IncubusIn the hours of midnight,Incubus6 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
you tremble at my touch;
knowing that I am but a fantasy
of carnal pleasures
that you desire so much.
My fingers trail the path
of sensual pleasure and devotion.
They wander your cliffs and valleys,
like wanton imps in motion.
I caress your sinful body
with my lustful lips,
Tracing tendrils of arousal
on their random and erotic trips.
The hushed breaths of ecstasy
that escape your immoral slumber,
linger in the adolescent night sky
as remnants of our encounter.
I maybe unreal, my love,
but nothing is what it seems.
You will find me in your sleep,
waiting in your wicked dreams.
heart, hand and skyTonight, I held your handheart, hand and sky5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was a warm, recurring feeling which
Promptly set my heart ablaze
Stardust and moonlight shaded in your hand
Against the dark seams of the night A monochrome dream
Faded love lines covet your palm,
Have you forgotten to read between the lines?
Among the scrap book of childhood memories,
We adorned ourselves with torn treasure maps
Does the X reside in your eyes?
How long has it remained hidden?
Slowly slipping in and out of conscious
Is the treasure any less divine then you?
Last night, I held your hand;
Tomorrow grace me with lips.
Modeling For Unknown Plans (Various x Reader)Modeling For Unknown Plans (Various x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The brown haired girl smirks as she knocks on [Y/n]'s door. There were footsteps and the door opens. "Eva what are you doing here?". The female on the other side asks. "I made some outfits and I want you to pose in them for me". The brown haired girl says smiling. "Sure I guess I could". The clueless [H/c] haired girl says and lets the other girl inside.
'This is for her own good, if she hates me at least she can find out if He/She likes her back'. I think stepping inside with my bag which held the outfit and my new camera. I walk inside and sit my bag down and look over at [Y/n] one of my good friends well at least right now she'll probably hate be after I send these pictures to her crush. I sigh.
"Are you ok Eva?". I ask. "Yeah just hopping the outfit is okay". She says and I nod, seemed like normal worry wort Eva. "So whats the outfit?". I ask, she smiles and opens her bag taking out a...........