-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 18]-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 18]1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In a slight sway back and forth, [Name]’s tiny hand covered her mouth as the breaking cough that sounded like her lungs burst in two, followed a light moan of satisfaction. Finally a cough decided to break up what was sitting on the bottom of her lungs and dwell in her cavities with is mutanist decay. Just the feel of it becoming lighter than it’s before heavy slumber caused her to blush and that hand that covered her mouth went to lightly cup her cheek as she hummed. The sheer hope that she was finally getting over the cough that was keeping her awake and causing her to be so lethargic that she could only get some shut eye if she hugged the back of the couch and slept sitting, was finally leaving her. Having herself sitting on that couch that only gave her a piece of mind and subtle happiness the very moment her lungs jump up into her throat, she started to clear that throat with a hack which then lead to a spit in a tissue of everything nasty that almost sta
-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 7]-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 7]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I wonder if this is some formality to psyche yourself out and then cause your heart to race a thousand beats per second to become this stupid pit of mush that you just can’t seem to control. Like why? I never understood that, but yet here I am, sitting on a stupid park bench sweating beyond compare with a stomach that can seem to control its nerves. I also can’t seem to control my breathing. I'm heaving with an uncontrollable fever that can’t even remember what it was like to be normal. Or my brain even trying to remember how to make a damned decision about anything. What am I going to wear? What god forsaken train do I get on? Should I eat or not eat? Do I bring this or that? Which tooth paste do I use? Why does this have to be some damn stupid game that no one can ever figure out with any mind set? It makes me so agitated. However, here I am. In dusty old overall shorts and a baggy white shirt because the tooth paste I chose spilled all over the PERFECT dark pink
-Four Thousand Trains- MakotoxReader [Entry 1]-Four Thousand Trains- MakotoxReader [Entry 1]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dreams. They’re something that feed into the nonsense of fantasy. Because you dream. You dream so hard and you wish constantly of what you want but yet the thing you want, won’t happen because you’re wishing and hoping so hard. So then you try to wish for the opposite so the real wish you want will happen. But then everything falls apart because you couldn’t possibly think of the real outcome. The outcome of reality. The one that rips you in part because you came to believe that you were happy with the bad and you were happy with the one you really wanted to happen. But of course reality comes to slap you in the face, telling you that you’re a silly girl and that you should never dream. You should never hope. You should never love. Because dreams don’t come true.
Hi! I’m [Name] Natakana. Now I hardly can say this is going to become some formality that I will use upon leisure but I was told that expressing these things I have would be best in
-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Prologue]-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Prologue]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The summer wind crept in through the hot lit rays of the sun, which was taken by the seas arms from down below. It blew on the melting earth like a breath of cool bland whispers. Laughter and the sound of the drying sheets on their designated lines swayed with the wind that pushed them. There was nothing here but the subtle happiness of children playing and a content mother pressing the everyday needs of the house.
“Be careful you two,” the mother voice was solemnly chill just like the breeze that continued to be pushed from the sea. “You don’t want the cloth to get dirty again.”
But the children that played with hearts that were leapt from fantasy, did not hear her. They ran and tagged each other under, threw and around the memorizing whiteness.
“You’re never going to catch me!” the girl squealed as she skipped across the lawn but a hand grabbed her wrist so suddenly her play was jolted to a stop. She turned with a loud giggle.
Don't Be Scared (MakotoxShy!Reader) - Chapter 1Don't Be Scared (MakotoxShy!Reader) - Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
When the swimming club reopened the outside pool for training, that’s when (Name) got interested. Sure, she was no professional swimmer or anything, but GOD did she love the water. She loved just…swimming in it, however she wished. She drifted, she doggy-paddled, she swished her legs back and forth, she dove and relished the feeling of floating in a mass of almost other-wordly silence. She freaking loved it.
During breaks, (Name) would be out near the pool, either just sitting by the edge and doing homework or sketching, or actually dipping her bare feet into the cool water and shivering softly at the feeling on the warm summer days. Her friends would usually wonder where she went off to at this time and would bombard her with questions and demands via her cell phone, but she usually ignored them to enjoy the gentle serenity of the water. Many a time she had wished to change into her swimsuit and go for a swim, but she knew she would lose herself in the sensation, as well
Going Through ChangesBolin sat across the beautiful young lady with the utmost impatience, listening to the humdrum of the radio clashing with a crowd of hushed voices. At this point Bolin was more interested in the conversations of everyone around him than the one he was supposed to care about. He found himself wondering when the pregnant woman a couple booths down was due to have her baby girl, or how long the little boy across the way was going to be gone visiting his father in the Earth kingdom. Occasionally Bolin would find the effort to tune into this lovely girl across him; maybe give a nod here and there just to be polite. He thought it wouldn't be so bad, that it would take his mind off of recent events. He was wrong.Going Through Changes3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"... that was AFTER I met Maiya.. who then introduced me to..."
Geez! How long has she been going on about her fangirl friends? Korra doesn't ramble about useless people well she doesn't have any friends except for Naga. Oh and me and Mako now and you, too, Pabu.
Help From A Stranger - Part 3 [Final]Help From A Stranger - Part 3 [Final]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Okay, it’s morning. Get up and get out.”
Zehnder’s harsh voice broke the peaceful silence of the morning; waking Owe, who looked around in confusion. Vex remained asleep, peacefully ignoring the irritable slender in the doorway.
Owe sat up and yawned, looking out the window to see that it was, in fact, morning. Zehnder noticed that Vex had not awoken and quickly walked over to him.
“Hey! I said get the fuck up!” He snarled at Vex, who remained asleep. Annoyed, Zehnder reached down and grabbed the sheets of the bed. “Rise and shine, motherfucker!” He then pulled them upwards, abruptly rolling--practically throwing--Vex off of the bed and onto the floor.
“Son of a-!” Vex rolled on his side but immediately shut up when he saw Zehnder glaring at him.
“Now, get out.” Zehnder turned and walked out of the room without another word.
Rei and the Knock Knock JokeRei and the Knock Knock Joke4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Toji swore it couldn't be done.
Kensuke had his doubts.
But darn it, Shinji was going to make Rei laugh. It was lunch period in his school, and with nothing better to do, he approached Ayanami's desk and sat backwards in the chair in front of her. She looked a little startled that he had approached her so casually, but she made no sound. She lifted her head up, and acknowledged him.
"Oh, hello Ayanami!" Shinji said. "Listen, I'm going to tell you a joke, okay? It goes like this Ahem."
Shinji waited for a while. Rei stared at him with her eyes of crimson, unwavering.
"Now, Ayanami, you need to ask me, 'Who's there?', like you're answering the door." Shinji explained.
Rei blinked. "Someone is at my door?"
Shinji laughed sheepishly. "Oh, no, Ayanami-san! It's just a hypothetical. Now say, 'Who's there?' "
"There's no one at my door. I have no need to ask." Rei calmly said. She was about to pick up her book when Shinji stopped her.
"Come on, Rei! Just pretend
You.Why is it so hard for me to tell you.You.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I adore you.
That I am a mess really.
That all I look forward to doing.
Is talking to you.
At this point I would do anything to tell you.
How much I do.
But of course my nervousness continues to shake me away.
From what I want.
I will keep trying.
I will keep trying.
Je t'aime - Eren x LeviJe t'aime - Eren x Levi2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Eren knocks on the pine door with a smile. Today was Halloween, one of Eren’s favorite holidays. He usually spends it with Armin and Mikasa but Mikasa is busy training and Armin is helping Marco inspect the 3D-Maneauver Gear. This meant leaving the young teenager by himself for the tremendous occasion. NOT. Eren refuses to celebrate Halloween by himself and decides to ask the one he looked up to most, Lance Corpral Levi.
“Come in.” the Corporal is heard inside instructing. Eren opens the door, balling up his hands and placing the right one over his heart, his left one resting on his lower back.
“Oi, Eren. What are you doing here?” Levi asks as he arches an eyebrow. He looks to be sorting some paperwork at his desk, likely from Commander Irvin.
“I was wondering if you were doing anything special for Halloween sir.” Eren asks as his tilts his head to the side, smiling kindly at his superior officer.
True Blue LoveTrue Blue Love5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Title: True Blue Love
Author: Moi! <3
Summary: Ashli Smurf runs away from the Smurf Village until Hefty finds her. And her love for him is revealed with a twist.
Disclaimer: Ashli Smurf belongs to me. Hefty and the Smurfs belong to Pierre Culliford (Peyo).
Ashli: I can't....I just can't!
Ashli: I can never go back! I can never be part of your people. I can never be part of who I really am! I'm not capable of being a smurf!
Hefty: But Ashli, just because you were once a human being, doesn't mean you can't live among us. Papa Smurf said you are more than welcome to stay as long as you want. He just can't change you back after being a smurf for so long. Even if he did, you'll age quickly to your current human age! You'll smurf!
Ashli: I don't care! I wish I had never lived!
Hefty: Don't yo
I can't write poetry for dead girls.there are tooI can't write poetry for dead girls.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
many pills in this
world and too
much misery in
the human heart
but that didn't mean
that you could just
up and leave when
we both know it
could have gotten better
and i miss you like
a wolf misses her pack
or a goddamn dragon misses
her fire and i'm sorry
that i can't give you
a bouquet of jasmines
(they were your
favorite, after all,
because that was
the only princess
with a pet tiger)
because poppies are
too cliche and i'm
sorry i wasn't there
when all you needed
was a hug and for someone
to whisper "it's okay,
you're perfect enough
for me, don't listen
to that junkie bitch
who just happened to
give birth to you" and did
you know that i'm still waiting
for a reply to that one
email about the world's
best puns because fuck,
there's a stubborn part
of me that still refuses to
believe that you're gone.
DenmarkxReader - PastriesDenmarkxReader - Pastries3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(kind of crack)
"Is that everything?" Lukas asked, scribbling your order on his handy-dandy notebook.
You were sitting at a café, trying to spark ideas for a new Hetalia reader-insert. Your laptop was placed on the table, as you flipped through a tiny menu.
"Uhmm, and can I try the Danish?" You replied, not looking away from the menu.
Lukas stopped clicking his pen, and peered down on you. His eyes went into slits. "Are you sure you want that?" He asked uncertain. Or maybe cautious. A little curious, perhaps.
" Yeeeesss?" You said slowly and uncertain at his reaction. "Is there something wrong?"
"No no, but nobody's had a Danish since our last accident " He trailed off.
"W-well is the danish at least good?" You asked.
Lukas gave you a half laugh before walking off, "better than you think," was his last remark. You nodded your head slowly, as if you understood what he even meant, before opening up your l
Nagato's Conversation Ch 1Yuki sat at the back of the SOS club room, book in hand, though, she wasnt reading it. She was looking out of the window. She wasnt quite sure what she was looking at or why she was looking at it, but she just felt like looking at something. Blinking, she turned her head to the right, staring at a few people who were walking along a path. Then, she looked over to a girl who was sitting on a bench. A boy sat next to her and they were talking. Yuki tilted her head and watched them.Nagato's Conversation Ch 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why did people do this? They just talked. For no apparent reason. There was no benefit to it, it seemed. Perhaps there was something important to be transmitted to this girl, she decided. She couldnt come to a conclusion right away that whatever was being stated was trivial in nature. It could be serious.
The door opened and Mikuru entered. Oh. Yuki. She smiled. Hello. She looked around. Wh wheres Ms. Suzumiya?
I do not know.
Aiya Offers Her Blood To Mr ChinaAiya Offers Her Blood To Mr China2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Important note!!! before you read: This story takes place in the future after Aiya has grown up. Mr China does not need food to survive but he does get horrible and cranky if he doesn’t eat.
I’m honestly not much of a writer but I had this idea and I really wanted to write it…
Soft low growls emitted from within the depths of the dark cave. The Chinese vampire was sitting in the very back, his talismans-covered hands scratching against the earth irritably. He gritted his teeth tightly, trying his damnedest to keep his cravings for blood down. Normally he could keep it down by consuming other kinds of food, but recently his hunts had not been going so well. It was hard to get proper food when you’re a 6 feet tall hopping undead, and with feelings and a conscience no less. He refused to kill any living creature just to satisfy his own hunger.
Now he had to face the consequences. Without being able to appeas
DRRR: Obsession Ch.1DRRR: Obsession Ch.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Voice of whispers can be a spoken language of all culture. Words could be used for communication. But why whisper? Why should you murmur the words under your breaths? There shouldn't be a reason that you should. Why do people, no, why do any humans speak such a way. I wonder, I always wonder. There's too many mystery in this world that always makes me nosy and I constantly love to pry into peoples' businesses. It is, after all, my job as an informant. I must learn to attain knowledge, and enlighten those who want that info.
"Wait, wait! What are you doing?!"
I sometimes wonder myself why people want this useless knowledge. For example, as of what is happening now.
"Oh relax old man. I'm just tweaking your software a little. Adding some Trojan virus here, and eliminating some data there. This should put your company down the drain in seconds. Give me a minute here." I said nonchalantly.
"P-please don't! Don't do this to our company!"
You can hear him right? That voice of desperation. It
America x Reader- Shampoo ObsessedAmerica x Reader- Shampoo Obsessed3 years ago in Romance More Like This
America x Reader
You plopped down on your couch. You were holding a shampoo bottle in your right hand, and you flicked the cap open with your thumb. You brought it up to your nose, and inhaled the aroma of the liquid inside. You smile. It was a delightful smell. 'Jasmine..' You inhale more of the soft and delicate aroma.
Nobody, and you mean NOBODY, knew about your obsession with shampoo. Not with the shampoo itself, but with the smell. You have whole boxes of different-smelling ones under your bed. Everyday during your freetime, you'd take a bottle from a box, and inhale it for hours. You didn't know if it was bad for your health, but you didn't care. Today, you were sniffing at an Oscar Blandi Jasmine Shampoo.
You never use your shampoo collection for your hair, though. You used them strictly for smelling. Your current favorite was the L'Oreal Blueberry Smoothie shampoo for kids. For your hair, you use the Head an
Black Butler: Purification Ch. 1Chapter 1Black Butler: Purification Ch. 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of singing met my ears, and it made me open my eyes. I blinked and sat up, looking around. The walls were made of gray stone, there were pillars of the same color, light was pouring in behind me, and I found myself behind bars. Again. But that wasn’t the worst part of it. The worst part was that I was being watched by many humans, and my wings were visible. All of them were dressed as nuns and priests and were staring, muttering, and gasping; they had never seen someone like me in the flesh.
I suddenly realized that a male behind me was talking. “Behold my brothers and sisters, an angel who has sinned.” The whole room broke out into more audible gasps and mutterings.
“What on Earth are you talking about?” I asked as I looked up at who I assumed was the Head Priest. Most of his face was hidden by a hood, and all I could see was his mouth.
The Priest ignored me and continued with his
One Wish to Rule Them AllOne Wish to Rule Them All3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Authors Note: May contain a few minor bad words.
"WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" Ciel yelled at the group of wild and obnoxious people including his servants, that stupid prince and Agni, Madame Red, Lau and Ran-Mao, and many more. Everyone looked back at him forgetting about the package. No one spoke a word. Ciel's patience was already thin.
"Sebastian, I order you to tell me what's going on!" Ciel hissed at his butler. Upon those words Sebastian straightened up his suite while still standing on Grell's face and began his long tale of the day with everyone.
The young master had worked Sebastian non-stop with errands today and now it was time to turn in. Sebastian grieving a sigh began to take off his black coat when he felt a letter in his left breast pocket. Pulling it out did he immediately figured out who it was fro
My TestimonyMy name is Jazzy, and I am an unashamed born-again Christian.My Testimony4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was aware of the existence of God since I was a child, but I wasn't so familiar with the concept of Christianity. I couldn't truly say for sure if I really was a Christianor rather, I wasn't living life like a follower of Christ. After all, I didn't really know what a Christian was; back then, all I knew was that (a.) it had something to do with believing that God exists, and (b.) it was something that my parents and some of my relatives followed. I didn't really know much beyond that. When it came to what I knew about my family, following the faith felt more to me like an expectation than a real choice. I didn't even know why I attended church. Because of this, even though I believed in God, I could not truly call myself a Christian then.
Honestly, my parents made a ton of mistakes raising me in a Christian-like manner. I barely knew what being a Christian was all about, and my parents didn't pu
Forever and Always...A Spirited Away ENDINGForever and Always...A Spirited Away ENDING3 years ago in Romance More Like This
(P.S-Listening to "Always With Me Intrumental Helps!)
The Final Chapter
A Spirited Away Ending
"Forever and Always"
It was that kind of day that looked like nothing would happen.
It was also my birthday.
I was finally 18.
I was finally older.
"Chihiro make sure you come home soon! You father has prepared a wonderful Dinner for you!" My mother called from behind me as I ran out of the door holding me bag in one hand.
"I'll be home soon mom! Stop worrying!" I called back the wind whistling in my hair. As the cherry blossom petals flew around our little home in the meadows.
I was still wearing my school outfit but I honestly didn't give the slightest care.
I began to run along the slopes skidding down the hill.
I still remembered the first time our family had moved here.
I had made a friend that would last forever.
If only I could see him again.
My feet pattered as I passed several of the houses my mother had told me belonged to spirits.
I kept on running as I came across th
Hearts and bombsThis Valentine's dayHearts and bombs6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Open your heart
To your loved one
And hope that person
Doesn't shove a bomb in there
When you open it
She Was With the StarsThe amber girlShe Was With the Stars1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
was preserved perfectly
and her silky hair and porcelain skin
gleamed like a doll's
But the scientists weren't able to keep
her soul burning
because though she was in the
glass case filled with chemicals and fluids
and they were desperately trying to pump
oxygen into her lungs,
her mind was still up in space
with the stars
So the sun was extinguished
despite the cries and mournful screams
because they had
and the many who looked up
at her light and glory
slowly began to rot away
And so not a single thing was solved