Abigail and the Rats of NIMH - Chapter 36Abigail and the Rats of NIMH - Chapter 362 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Penny made it to the laboratory with her friends in tow; Abigail was still being carried by her father, having passed out in his arms, and looked after by Willy and Russell. Bernard and Bianca rode on Penny’s shoulders, and the Rescue Rangers followed along too, happy to be a complete unit again. As they ran, Gadget excitedly told Chip and Monty about the upgrades to her new plane. Even though they needed a new headquarters, at least they had that. About five rodents including Cornelius were still in their cages in the lab, and in no shape to try and jump down. Three of these were elderly specimens; one seemed to have radiation poisoning while another was malnourished to the point of being skin, fur and bones.
“Okay guys, let’s get you out of here,” Penny said, going to get a plastic container for them to sit in, “You guys can trust me, alright? I’m not going to hurt you.”
“We’ll need help too,’ said Edgar’s mother.
.::Broken::. PrussiaxAngel!Reader"No! ______, you can't die! You cna't leave me!" Prussia was holding your small, shaking hand. Your breath came out in sharp gasps. You were dying of a new sickness that was uncurable. Your (h/c) hair was fanned out onto the pillow that your head rested on. Your face was pale and your normally bright (e/c) eyes were dull with pain and sadness..::Broken::. PrussiaxAngel!Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm sorry....Prussia...I just can't...hold on anymore. I love you....with all my heart. Don't ever forget me ok?" you asked in a small voice, gasping with every word. You took one last big breath and closed your eyes. A single tear fell down your cheek.
"_______? _______?! No! Please! I love you too! Please don't leave me!" He buried his face into the slowly fading warmth of your neck aand whispered, "Please."
I wanted you to know
That I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
Cause I'm broken
When I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right
When you're gone away
It was many months after you had die
A lullabee for PigletTonight had been a good celebration of Tigger’s family party (his friends, that is). He has finally realized that a family is not always about Biological Relations, it can come from anywhere and sometimes, it’s only formed with close friends. Tigger had fully realized it only when all the gang had said the letter they had written with utmost care for him…A lullabee for Piglet3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
‘Dear Tigger, just a note to say :
Stay safe and sound…
We’re always there for you…
And it was true, almost ever since Tigger had come for the first time to the Hundred Acres Woods, although Rabbit hated him first (or so he thought), they all eventually begun loving him, espescially Kanga and Roo who loved Tigger like a little brother loves his big brother. And Winnie didn’t quite mind Tigger’s bouncing, though Piglet was kinda scared of being squashed, either with fright or heav
Before I Forget: Prussia x ReaderBefore I ForgetBefore I Forget: Prussia x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Prussia x Reader
As I sat at my desk, I found myself wanting to write a small journal entry. A journal entry about a certain event that happened to me during my summer a few years back. As I was typing, my mind drifted to a young man whom I met during my summer...
I can still remember the day when I first met him. He was a very strong and confident person; arrogant even. Yet despite all that, he was a very good person. Sure he might be a little too straightforward for my taste but he really is a kind person. He is the type of person that when you meet him, you can't help but remember him. Anyway, when I first met him it was a warm summer day. It was my summer holidays and I decided to spend my holiday in Berlin, Germany.
....A Few Years Earlier....
I walked through the bustling of the Berlin airport, my luggage trailing behind me. I carefully stopped to one side and pulled out my journal. As a journalist, I usually had to travel to c
Magic?Magic? Nah I don't believe in that stuff...Magic?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Honey I'm home!" Alfred proclaims, bomber jacket in one hand, a glorious bouquet of roses in the other. He hangs his jacket in the hall, following the sound of clanking plates and glassware; he wanders his way towards the kitchen. There he finds his husband slaving away at the dishes; his proper, serious image being trashed by his pale yellow apron, though he fit in with the very 50's furnished room. "What's for dinner?"
"Hm let me whip something up," Arthur said drying his hands.
"Good cause I am hungry," Alfred exaggerates as he sneaks up behind Arthur to plant a kiss on his cheek. He turns around and smiles while Alfred presents to him the stunning bouquet. "Brought these home for you."
"Aw you're too sweet," Arthur pulls bouquet close, taking in the smell of fresh roses.
"Only for you baby," Alfred leans in expecting a kiss. It takes him a minute before he realizes Arthur went to fetch a vase.
"So, what do you want to eat?" Arthur
France x reader - oneshot. - ((SECRET ADMIRER~))You giggled as you read the letter that was placed on your desk.France x reader - oneshot. - ((SECRET ADMIRER~))3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You see, every week, you receive this letter from your so called 'secret admirer'. You had started receiving these letters on the second week of school, and every letter had a small rose symbol thingy imprinted at the bottom-right of the paper.
It's kinda creepy if you ask me..
I mean, it's only been two weeks and someone already had a crush on you..
What if he was a stalker? Or a pervert? A pedo?! Creepy...
Wait, where was I again? Oh yeah, you read the letter.
"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
sugar is sweet,
But I bet you taste sweeter~"
You re-read the letter again and blushed as you realized the real meaning. Or what you think was the real meaning..
You said, but kept the letter in your bag anyways.
"Goodmorning Ma Cherie~" you heard a voice with a very familiar French accent say.
"Goodmorning Francis~" you smiled at the said man.
This a reader insert. I don't think I need to explai
SubmissionThe draw is stronger than alcohol,Submission7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stronger than the next fix,
Stronger than that last drag.
It is more than just a phase,
More than a fad,
Its not something you grow out of.
The need to please is all consuming,
It is soul defining.
It is as elemental as breathing.
There is just something that clicks in your brain
When the collar comes on
When the leash comes out
When you see your true master.
To be without them is a fate worse than death
You would rather not eat
Than to ever cause them displeasure.
You would walk through hot coals
Crawl over broken glass
Face your greatest humiliation
Just to please them.
Submission is not a role for me
Its not a game or a fantasy.
Plain and simply ..
It is who I am.
Beauty of the UnseeingArthur Kirkland didn't know colors. He didn't know what trees looked like, he would never know the color of the blue sky above. He wouldn't know that grass was green, or the multiple colors that autumn brought. Red apples, orange pumpkins, he had never seen these. He had never seen anything, not even the bouquets of flowers he would arrange in beautiful manners.Beauty of the Unseeing3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur owned a floral shop in a quiet town. All the citizens knew him for his flowers, and all of them questioned how he could make such gorgeous things without seeing them. Arthur never gave direct answers. All he did was smile and fill their orders out, moving onto a new request.
This man hummed tunes, soft music floating through his shop at all times. It calmed customers, giving a light feeling in their hearts. Arthur usually sat with his eyes closed, fingers on his counter, drumming them. He was lucky he couldn't see the pitying looks he received.
But, somehow, he seemed just fine with this. He was blind; he had been his en
RomanoxReader- PastaRomanoxReader- Pasta3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yawning, you sat up in the bed you shared with your boyfriend, Romano. You glanced over your shoulder at him and watched the rise and fall of his sleeping form. He was so cute! You stood up and walked downstairs to the kitchen. Deciding to heat up some pasta, you walked over to the refrigerator and pulled some of the leftover pasta from last night's dinner and put it in the microwave.
I didn't know how well I pulled off the 'sleeping' act, but _____ didn't seem to notice that I was awake. I smiled to myself. _____ was so cute! I heard the microwave buzzer go off and guessed she was heating up something for breakfast. That's when I heard her start to cry.
I jumped out of bed as fast as I could and ran downstairs, thinking through all of the things that could've possible happened to her. When I walked into the kitchen, she was curled up on the floor, crying into her hands.
"Bella, what's wrong?" I came up to her and cradled her in my lap.
You went up
This MessI see you, in placesThis Mess6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You never were
I hear you
Everywhere there is sound
I smell you
On people you've never touched
You came away
With a beautifulheartbreaking(withahintofcomedy)
Tell all your buddies
I'm just a mess
This mess adores you
He loved me. He never loved me. He loved me. He never loved me. He loved me. He never loved me. He loved me. He never loved me. He loved me. He never loved me.
I've gone through my Mom's garden
Trying to figure you out
Past tense is a bitch
I can't wake up
Without your smell clogging my nose and burning my throat
Without your voice filling my ears and making them popopopop
Without seeing your face and making my eyes bleed
I don't know if I
Have dreams or nightmares
(They're always of you)
I took my lucky hair-tie off my wrist today
You were right, there is no such thing a
In Peeta's Eyes 13: CheckmateIn Peeta's Eyes 13: Checkmate4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Most of the train ride is uneventful. Katniss and I don't get a chance to be alone, but perhaps that's the way she wants it. I can tell that she is increasingly uncomfortable as we near District 12. When she returns from a shower with her hair back in its signature braid and wearing plain shirt and pants, I put my arm around her shoulders, but she doesn't seem to take any comfort in it like she did in the arena. Has that horrible place changed her so much that I can't have her when we get home? Has she been through too much to trust anyone ever again? Even me? She seemed all right during the recap and the victor's interview. A little shaken for sure, but other than that
The train stops about halfway across Panem and Katniss and I are permitted to walk around outside until we leave again. I take Katniss' hand and
Life at the Academy Chapter 4Life at the AcademyLife at the Academy Chapter 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stared at the shiny metal appendage in fascination. It was very different from Silver's mechanical arm. This one was shaped exactly like a regular human arm. There were no gears or visible tools. It looked like a normal arm, except for the fact that it was shiny and silver.
She saw me staring at it, and quickly reached for her Academy jacket.
"No, don't hide it. I'm sorry, it's just-" I started.
"Yeah yeah, you've never seen anything like it before. I've heard it all before," Angela said, not looking me in the eye.
"Actually, I have," I said.
She looked up at me, obviously surprised. I moved over to sit next to her on the bed and gave her a smile. She kept a guarded expression.
"I had a friend, well, he was more of a father to me, and he was a cyborg. His whole side was made of metal. The only reason I was staring was because your arm looks much different from his. Yours looks more like an actual arm than his did, and he had a lot of interchangeable tool
Winter Holiday-Happiness or Sadness?(Chapter 2)Winter Holiday-Happiness or Sadness?(Chapter 2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 2-Office Incident...
Main Pairing-Shouta KisaXKou Yukina(Picture above)
Other Pairing-Ritsu OnoderaXMasamune Takano,Yoshino ChiakiXYoshiyuki Hatori(Coming Soon)
Marukawa Shouten Publishing,10.00 a.m
"Kisa-san,are you sure that you left that thing in the office?"Yukina started.
"Yes,i'm sure. Because I remembered that I put it on my table. So,it should be there."Replied Kisa as they both entering the building,Marukawa Shouten Publishing.
They walked to the elevator as Kisa pressed the button. While they waited for the elevator door to open,they continue chatting.
"Umm,what are we will doing after this?"Kisa asked his boyfriend.
"Let see,we have two weeks day off. So,we have plenty of time to spend together. Hmm,maybe we can visit a lot of place. You know,around Japan."Yukina answered happily. The other man blushed a little
Zexion x Marluxia part 4 Zexion x Marluxia part 4Zexion x Marluxia part 48 years ago in Teen More Like This
Everything over a weekly time period seemed to have gone quiet, almost as if what took place in the northern part of the castle didn't even happen. Demyx was now back on his feet, thanks to some help on Vexen's part, and playing on his sitar or singing kariokie with Xigbar. Xemnas sighed as he looked into the glass sphere at the lone figure of Larxene, her body unmoveing and tied down with leather restraints. She was in a deep sleep-like state thanks to the the young girl sitting in a chair across the room from him. Vexen was busy typeing on a rather large keyboard stairing into three bright computer screens. Other than that and the sound of the girl's pencil against her sketch pad, everything was quiet. The supirior found this silence to be somewhat uncomfortable as he thought of what lay in the future for the bl
Prussia x Reader Take me backPrussia x Reader Take me backPrussia x Reader Take me back3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This contains a lot of fail so read at your own risk. Also there's cussing courtesy of Prussia.
Human names are used.
___/[Name]- Mentally put your name in
e/c- Eye color
You glance up at the clock. 12:13 a.m. Letting out a long tiresome sigh, he was late again. He's probably on his way. You've been telling yourself that for the last four hours waiting for your boyfriend to come. You look down at the glass of whiskey in your hands; this would be your fourth cup. But you were use to this, he always came late or always stood you up. Yes, your boyfriend was the infamous Gilbert Beillschmidt. He had promised you that this time he would be on time and actually show up sober. But, of course he broke his promise. It won't be the first time and certainly not the last. Well to hell with him! You mentally cheer to yourself as you chug the half full cup of whiskey. You lightly drop the cup back onto the table and motion
Demon and the girl 2From the outside, it looked like a small animal was trying to head butt the door open without the benefit of thumbs- inaudibly and slowly. She half expected there to be a trap of some kind waiting for her on the other side- perhaps she would be incinerated to a crisp upon exiting the room. Or perhaps the minute she left was the minute he'd appear, claiming in a horridly triumphant voice that she'd shown her true colours- and he was now going to punish her for trying to escape. Even as these scenarios swirled round in her head, even as she heard a fake demon lord's wicked cackle in her imagination, with his exaggerated clawed hands raised and his body surrounded by fire, the girl's pelvis ached from her need to urinate.Demon and the girl 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"U-um, hello?" the girl called out to the air, thinking that perhaps the demon lord could hear everything, like an omnipotent power. But she received no response. "M-my Lord?" she called again, waiting a few moments before fretting. "I'm sorry-!" she whispered int
80. WordsDear Red,80. Words5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It's been three years since I last saw you. Your letters haven't stopped coming, but it's not the same as actually hearing your voice.
You must have changed a lot now. I know I have and Blue has too. I'm fourteen years old now. I'm taller and I look older. Blue's gotten taller as well and his hair is even more wild. He's stopped acting like a jerk and even asked me out a few times.
Before you wonder how the dates went, I'll tell you now that I had to turn him down. I don't want to date him.
Pallet Town's changed a lot now. It only seems to have gotten quieter and sadder, especially without you. But everywhere I go, people seem to whisper about the 'legend on Mount Silver'. But I never actually hear your name.
I guess that guy from the league was partly right. You were meant to be a legend and you are one, Red. But they don't even know your name. They don't know it's actually you. It's as if you died and were replaced by a legendary ghost or enigma.
I wish you would come do
Mikoto Suoh x reader: Posession - Chapter twoMikoto Suoh x reader: Posession - Chapter two2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You woke up, feeling warm and cosy wrapped in the sheets . When You openend your eyes You were confused for a moment, but then everything happening last night came back to you. A shiver went down your back. You slipped your foot out of the bed, and stood up. You looked down, inspecting the big shirt that you were dressed in. You pulled the fabric up your nose and smelled it, as the sweet manly scent entered your nose you felt a little bit of joy, thinking of this kind man having done all those things for you. Then you suddenly had a flashback... There was that other man too... With his burning red hair, burning like the fierceness and anger in his eyes, but also bright, bright like the compassion and kindness in his heart. You had felt a great comfort last night, when he put you back to sleep. A good feeling.
You seemed to have end up in a place with many warmhearted, but still, how could you possible ever trust any person at all. At the other hand, they were of great help,
Prinz Eugen Marsch english translationPrinz Eugen Marsch english translation3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Prinz Eugen Marsch - Prince Eugene march
Prince Eugene, the noble knight,
wanted to get back for the Emperor,
the town and fortress of Belgarad.
He set up a bridge,
that they were able to cross the river,
with the army in front of the town.
When the bridge was set up,
and they could with waggons and weapons,
freely pass the Danube river.
At Semlin was set up the camp,
to expell all the Turks,
for their ridicule and disgust.
On August twenty-first,
came a spy during storm and rain,
vowed to the Prince and showed him,
that the Turks get ready.
So many that you could feel,
that three-hundred-thousand men are coming.
When Prince Eugene heard this,
he called together immediately,
his generals and field-marshalls,
to instruct them how to go on.
How they should lead the troops,
and attack the enemy right.
During the parole he commanded,
that they should count the twelve,
when the clock shows midnight.
Then all have to seat up on the horseback,
to defeat the enemy,
with everyone who has p
Teacher!PrussiaXStudent!Reader: Sleeping in ClassThis is for a contest called Everyone Loves Teachers!! I like it, kind of. I've been forcing myself to write this for a while. I have to catch up Damn you writers blockTeacher!PrussiaXStudent!Reader: Sleeping in Class3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Miss _______" I heard echo through my head as I was sleeping. "Miss _________," the voice of Mr. Gilbert Beilschmidt, my English teacher bellowed through the class room, "_______ Wake up." At that last part of the sentence he slammed down the book we had been reading on my desk. At that I shot straight up and looked at the crimson eyed man. I could feel the blush creeping up on my face and him eyeing me even as I tried not to make eye contact with him. "Vas I boring you?" he asked raising an eyebrow at me and placing his hands on my desk. Luckily it was only a small honors class with only 9 kids. "U-um," I tried to get out but it wouldn't as he stood there in his light blue button up dress shirt, blue jeans and leather belt, "
SubmissionI am yours.Submission8 years ago in Erotic More Like This
Do not ask me when it happened, or how ownership became yours. I have no simple words for the exquisite.
There is completeness in it all. Completeness much like before, when I was my own, but now I am yours. I dont regret it; dont think less of me for being yours. Far from it, with you I am more.
I would crawl through glass for you. Pain becomes nothing under your caress. The slightest touch, the reassurance that you know me, takes the pain away, washing it in a wave of exhilaration.
I obey. My life is your whim; my actions are your commands. I am your will in action; more than a tool and not a slave, it goes deeper. I am like your hand, succumbed to your thought.
I am yours.
AmericaxReader: Don't Forget A smile was planted softly on your face as you walked down the busy streets to Time Square, New York City. This wasn't your final destination but just a stop.AmericaxReader: Don't Forget3 years ago in Romance More Like This
At this time of year, you couldn't help but do this. People were rushing around for last-minute gifts at Toys-R-Us and couples kissing. The stores were all lit and decorated for one of the biggest holidays of the year.
The city that never sleeps was always more alive and kicking this time of year. Bells of the Salvation Army rung high into the air, different carols were being played at each street corner and children squealed in excitement as they looked into the windows of toy stores.
You passed Times Square without a passing glance. In the corner of your eye, you saw the ball that would be dropped in less than a week to ring in the new year. Smiling sadly, you shoved your cold hands into your warm coat pockets and buried your face into your scarf.
Crows dissipated and quickly
Perfect Enemy chapter 1Perfect Enemy chapter 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 1 Down the Yautja hole
Echo awoke in suspension; looking around she found herself amongst a collection of branches and leaves.
"Crraap!" she hissed having heard stories amongst the Youkai about a race of hunter aliens and game preserves where they drop off and hunt various creatures. She looked around and while catching her breath took in the scenery. It looked enough like earth but the green of the leaves appeared to have a bluish tint to them while the bark looked slightly dead and blackened. The sky was a pastel pink rather than blue and there wasn't a sign of life anywhere: no birds, no small mammals, no bugs, nothing.
She had been snatched while hiding out in the human world. The demons had been battling for control over their world and Echo didn't quite feel like joining in on the fun. She had actually just killed a challenging cat demon when a flash of light knocked her unconscious. Now she was on, no doubt, a strange planet soon to be hunted for game.