Mushroom High Chapter 1Princesses Peach and Daisy were walking down the street to the home of their good friends, Mario and Luigi. The two teens knew that it was up to them to wake up the lazy boys and make sure they were on time for class. The girls approached the front door and knocked gently.Mushroom High Chapter 16 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mario? Are you awake? Peach asked sweetly. There was no reply so Daisy gave it a try.
Luigi? Its me, can we come in? she asked. There was a mumbled response that sounded something like meatball which the girls took as a yes you can come in girls.
Peach turned the handle of the door and entered the small home to find both boys asleep. Mario lay on the couch with his dinner plate still on his stomach and Luigi was in the recliner with a blind fold over his eyes. Luigi was at least motivated enough the previous night to change into his pajamas, while Mario was still in his t-shirt and jeans.
Now what? Peach asked her friend.
Daisy thought for a moment and
Endings ~ Lyrics' Translationしあわせのはこ ~ Shiawase no HakoEndings ~ Lyrics' Translation1 year ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
spoilers Professor Layton: The graveThe Gravespoilers Professor Layton: The grave2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Flora walked with the Professor by his side. She was carefully treading among the slippery wet grass, wet from the rain that poured earlier this morning. A few rays of sunlight shined through the cloudy sky.
Flora scanned around the graveyard; it almost looked like her and the Professor were the only ones visiting the place at the moment. It was a bit unsettling.
Luke was not with them at the moment, as he was off on a holiday to visit them for a week; even if he was gone for just a few days, Flora missed his company greatly, but she would love to hear about what he did with them over the week. She had met his parents before and they were very polite and kind to her, making rather nice comments about her; much to Luke’s embarrassment. She hoped they were having a grand time together.
The Professor had plans of his own while Luke was gone. He had informed Flora that they were going to be having lunch with his parents together. It had been awhile since she last met
Change - Professor LaytonChange - Professor Layton6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The world was always changing.
In those first few days after meeting the Professor, Luke had asked him why.
The Professor had looked at him with a smile "It would be quite dull indeed if everything remained the same."
"What if it isn't a good change?" Luke had asked, thinking of his parents "Why can't change always be good?"
"That is just the way life is." The Professor had replied "However, if a change is not for the better, you must not let it take hold and drag you down. Accept it, contemplate it so that you may learn something worthwhile from it, but do not let it linger."
"I understand, Professor." Luke had been earnest and sincere "I promise I won't let change get me down."
Luke had eagerly welcomed some changes, especially those which made life better, such as his marriage to Flora, or the birth of his two children. The joy that they had brought to him had been worth those confusing years as a teenager when the sight of Flora had made his heart skip a beat, or when he had change
Ghost Boy: Epilogue...Ghost Boy: Epilogue2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
At the Royal Raceway, preparations for the daily Random Roster Race were in full swing. Synthesized electronic trumpets blared their usual refrain, the sentient candy fans cheered and jumped and wiggled their hands in the air from their seats in the candy-box bleachers, and the fourteen star characters of the game – the racers themselves – had lined up beneath the tall popcorn box beside the starting line. A particularly sharp-eyed observer might be interested to note that there was one additional figure hanging on the fringes of the crowd, almost entirely white, clutching his gold coin with trepidation and gazing upwards with doleful yellow eyes. Then again, such an observer would probably also happen to spot the three anomalies in the "Assorted Fans" section of the audience: a massive square wrecker with a mess of spiky auburn hair, a pint-sized handyman with a golden hammer tucked snugly into his belt, and a tall and sizzlingly attractive woman dr
Teddy BearThe night was fairly quiet here in the rather curious village that Professor Layton and his apprentice, Luke Triton, a brown haired 13 year old boy, had travelled to all the way from London. There was hardly a cloud to obscure the wonderful sight of the billions, if not trillions of tiny specks of light floating in the night sky above. On top of the wonderful sight above the brown haired, capped boy and his mentor, the weather outside was simply perfect, around 73 degrees Fahrenheit; a warm summer night.Teddy Bear3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The pair had reached the curious little village just that afternoon and, nearly as soon as arriving, they had already been thrown into a series of things to do, from helping to lower the bridge just to get into the town to having to catch a devilish cat for the witch of a lady that Luke, personally, half suspected to be the murderer of the that Simon Reinhold fellow. It was night time now and they were still investigating around in order to see if they could gather any more
Race For Your Life, Vanellope Von Schweetz - Ch10Taffyta roared up the track, with thirteen other cars and the entire Sugar Rush police force hot on her trail. Ralph was perched on the back of Vanellope’s kart; Rancis was squeezed in next to Candlehead, just as eager to get his car back as he was to bring justice to the girl who stole it. High above the convoy of candied vehicles, Calhoun and Felix flew in on their hoverboard, with Sour Bill clinging to the back.Race For Your Life, Vanellope Von Schweetz - Ch102 years ago in Humor More Like This
The chase rounded a corner, and Taffyta snagged an A La Mode power-up without even meaning to. She glanced behind her and gasped; the gap between her and her pursuers was closing.
Calhoun drew her plasma cannon and took aim at the peanut butter cup kart below. “It’s a tough shot, but I’ve definitely scored tougher…”
“Jiminy jaminy, Tamora!” Felix yelped, clutching his wife’s waist in shock. “She’s just a kid!”
“Calm down, baby, I’ve got this thing set on stun,” Calhoun assured h
AgainSmiling as the waitress brought him his third cup of coffee, Felix decided that he was greatest fool to ever live.Again1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He never should have agreed to meet her. When he had seen her name pop up onto the screen of his phone, telling him that he had a new text, he should have just deleted it. Even if he hadn’t deleted it, he should have just told her ‘no.’ It’s not like he would have been without reason, a dozen explanations that would have been perfect if she had asked why he couldn’t already at his disposal. A day already too full of repairs that he was going to be skipping lunch and working late; a set of rusted pipes that he had to fix in his small amount of downtime so that they wouldn’t floor the fourth floor; the fact that meeting with her would make him late to all of his other appointments for the rest of the day, and the list continued on. Any of them would have been an acceptable excuse to not see her, and all of them would have been sufficient e
Giddy-up!Since Randall had returned home and his crimes as the Masked Gentleman had been forgiven, Henry and Angela were giving him a proper welcome tour of Monte d’Or. As the city was signed in his name, Randall needed to familiarise himself with everything. And anyway, the three of them enjoyed the pleasant day out. (Even Henry had set aside some time from his busy schedule.) Now that the years of waiting and misguided spite were behind them, they could finally spend their lives together.Giddy-up!4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The trio visited the Shopping District, where Angela showed Randall her favourite boutiques. They watched the Stellar Circus’s performance before dropping in for lunch at Dalston Manor. (Dalston rejected their offer to join the tour, but only because he had work to do.) Next came the Scorpion Casino; Angela didn’t approve of Randall playing on the slot machines. In Tingly Town, the couple braved the rollercoaster, while H
Mario's First Lost LifeMario: Okay, some mushroom-kid asked me to rescue the princess of his kingdom. Well, I guess I better get started.Mario's First Lost Life6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
*Mario takes a few steps forward and sees a goomba*
Mario: What the heck is that thing!?
*goomba touches Mario. Maro dies*
*Mario wakes up in a room lit only by one torch*
Mario: Uh oh... am I dead?
Mysterious booming voice: YES, YOU ARE DEAD! DEAD AS A DOORNAIL! DEAD AS A DODO! DEAD AS-
Squeaky voice:</i> Something that doesn't start with 'D'! Wha- wait a minute! What's going on here?
*A two-foot tall skeleton wearing a black robe and holding a microphone walks out of the darkness*
Skeleton: Aw, the damn thing's busted again! That's the last time I buy a 3.99 microphone at a pharmacy. Piece of-
Mario: Uh, okay who are you?
Skeleton: *ahem* I'm Gregg, the Grim Reaper.
Mario: Aren't you a little short to be a grim reaper?
Judgement guide: Pokemon typeJudgement guide: Pokemon typesJudgement guide: Pokemon type2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In Judgement: A HG Nuzlocke; every species of pokemon has their own type that defines their personality in some way. Pokemon with a secondary type are more inclined to have traits of both types (but the primary type is more influential) but pure types tend to be more inflexible to other types yet more powerful in their own element.
Lifespans: 40 years
Habitats: Forests, marshes, swamps.
Strong against: Psychic, Dark, Grass.
Weak against: Fire, Flying, Rock.
Bug typed pokemon are commonly known as the weakest type, due to their small size and frail attacks people tend to underestimate these pokemon. Bug types stick together in swarms and they usually attack their prey in large numbers. They are also stuck at the bottom of the food chain since very few of them are predators. Bug types are a passive species but are highly protective to anyone or anything they hold dear. They are also masters in the art of team work and are skil
Proditorem | Bertholdt x ReaderProditorem | Bertholdt x Reader9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You should be angry.
You should kill him-- there’s no doubt about that.
But seeing his expression, the dreadful look on his face-- you wonder who is hurting more. You had always loved him; always looked out for him. Regardless of the situation, you were always willing to help him.
“Just surrender,” you choke out, “Just come back home, Bertholdt. We can figure this out.”
Your voice weakens as each word is spoken; you’re unsure of what you’re even saying. You don’t want to know that he’s the titan that everyone is afraid of-- the titan that frightens the civilians everyday.
The one who you swore to kill when you saw your family die.
You can’t be a soldier, not at this point. He should be dead. He killed so many-- and why?
No one knew.
There was no reason that he could simply go free-- but you didn’t want to kill him. Even if he complied, it would most likely result in his death.
So why were you trying so hard to save him?
The Boy in GreenA child stood before the gates of Hyrule castle, oblivious to the relentless sheets of rain pounding his head and shoulders. Spellbound, he ignored the slosh that formed beneath his too-large boots as he watched the nightmarish scene before him.The Boy in Green3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The drawbridge of the great stone palace had begun to lower, as if of its own accord, adding the sound of groaning chains to the chorus of the stormy night. Before the great wooden drawbridge even reached the ground, a richly decorated horse stormed across, adding yet another voice to the onslaught of noises in the form of rushed hoof beats. The boy in green tore his eyes away from the creature's glistening white coat just in time to catch sight of the horse's burden.
Two women were racing atop the white mount: the older of the two, dressed in a peculiar black garb that made her look like nothing but a pair of eyes to the boy, held tightly to her young companion- a girl about the age of the onlooking child. She looked at him then, shattering th
[APH] Germany - Forever Isn't Always Forever "Germany~! Hurry up! We'll be late for the meeting~!" Italy was rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet, waiting to be let into the car. He couldn't contain his excitement and urgency, much to Germany's suspicion.[APH] Germany - Forever Isn't Always Forever5 months ago in Drama More Like This
"Why are you so excited for this meeting? You're never excited for any real meetings, let alone minor ones like this. What's goi-?"
"Nothing! We-!" Italy cuts in, only to be calmly silenced by Japan. He then looks over to Germany.
"I think we'll all find that this 'minor' meeting is actually one of great importance."
Furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, Germany turns on the car and starts backing down the driveway.
Today's going to be a long day.
“Is everything ready?” England asks; his voice l
/Melody Relay/ 02.- Tuesday Morning (Rin)/Melody Relay/ 02.- Tuesday Morning (Rin)10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tuesday morning, in the dark, she was completely and unable to comprehend the world that so chose to leave her for a while. Pitch black in her eyes, when she awoke all she remembered was her friends screaming, sloshing around with some messy concoction that would be classified as ‘fun’. The pounding ache within her skull made her wince and almost fall against the park bench that she was now occupying than the arms of her friends that she so apparently left. The bench was still soaking wet from the stormy weather that passed through that morning making the sky look so cold, the depressing sensation made her conclude that it was time to do something to make her happy. The rain water was seeping into her bottom and made her feel disgusting throughout like something wrong happened when she was there. She didn’t want it like this. She had no idea where she was. How she got there. Let alone, the disgusting feeling in her stomach made her question the decision of chugging do
Who Made You King, Randall?Archaeology Club: every Friday afternoon, three o’clock sharp. This was the time of the week Hershel Layton dreaded most. Rather than go home and become engrossed in a book after school, he was forced to attend meetings dedicated to a subject he held little interest in. Why, you may ask? Because the founder of the club so happened to be Randall Ascot. And being friends with Randall meant membership was obligatory.Who Made You King, Randall?2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“So, according to Doctor Jean-Pierre Lautrec‘s study, the ‘Treasure Animatus’— living treasures— are far more than just frivolous fantasies...”
Sighing, Hershel rested his head against the desk in Mr Collins’ classroom. As a keen archaeology enthusiast himself, the teacher was content enough to allow a group of “budding archaeologists” to gather here. (Though, given Randall’s regular impudence towards Collins, Hershel had hoped the man would refuse.)
“...There was nothing ‘myster
Meganest. || Akihito Kanbara x Reader.Meganest. || Akihito Kanbara x Reader.10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“How come I was never informed of this?!”
[E/c] orbs averted towards to his honey-brown ones and looked at him - confused. [Name] placed her book gentle on the table, as a sigh escaped from her rosy pink lips and stared at the 17 year old boy in front of her.
“Inform what, exactly?” She said, arching a brow.
“That you wore glasses!” He leaned closer to her - causing the female to push him gently away from her - a scowled expression was shown in her face.
“I only use them if necessary,” She scoffed, picking up her book yet again and ignored the rather excited Akihito beside her.
“Can you at least wear them tomorrow? I bet they look hot on you!” Akihito exclaimed, a blush was visible on his pale cheeks, as he grinned to himself in excitement. “Besides, it's Halloween tomorrow. No one would notice, that's for sure.”
She shook her head and continued reading whilst she spoke. “I refuse to do your request, Akihito.
ZestRosa Grimes had a sneaking suspicion Luke Triton was out to steal her job.Zest3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Back when Professor Layton first brought the boy home with him— a rather hasty decision on Layton’s behalf— she didn’t suspect much was amiss. Luke had taken a shine to the gentleman who’d saved his hometown and dubbed himself “Professor Layton’s apprentice” from that day forth. How cute. Yes, young Luke was undeniably cute, what with his blue-button cap, bright eyes and boundless enthusiasm. The picture of innocence. Plus, he was sharp as a tack, able to solve any puzzle Layton threw at him.
Perhaps Rosa should’ve been more wary the first time Luke asked if he could make the professor a cup of tea. But his offer had been so earnest, wishing to please his new mentor. How could anyone say no? So, Rosa sat back as Luke prepared the tea for the day. And the next day. And the day after that... (She once overheard Layton say Luke’s cup of Belle Classic was t
Too shyOh god, look; He's online.Too shy1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your heart lets off a harsh thud before going into a more... pleasant -if I may use that word- hyperdrive.
What should you do? Do you message him? Wait for him to talk to you first? What if he doesn't? You don't wanna seem desperate, but in all honesty, you are...
Just as you're about to cave, he beats you to punch. Your heart leaps with joy. He initiated the conversation! That must mean he likes you... Or at the very least, likes talking to you. You regain your composure as you type what you think is a witty response.
A conversation sparks, and the two of you talk for hours; though to you it feels like just minutes. He actually tells you he has to go rather than just logging off and you two are able to say a proper goodbye.
While you’re happy for that, another fact weighs heavy on your mind…
You still hadn’t told him how you felt.
It would’ve been a perfect opportunity; you were getting along just fine, and the mood seemed right. All
Russia x Reader - Childish Cruelty: NicknamesThis is a short spin-off that doesn't have anything to do with the last chapter, Chapter Five - Sky blue. It took place sometimes before the rainy day in Chapter Three - Messages. You may skip this without missing anything. Well, anything but Ivan's cute nicknames. And a little fluff at the end.Russia x Reader - Childish Cruelty: Nicknames2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I brought you some cookies. You said you liked them the other day," you said sheepishly.
"Oh, спасибо (thankie)!"
You giggled at the cute bit of Russian he used, and sat down beside the boy. People were so used to the sight of you two sitting together to have lunch at a table where nobody dared to join that they no longer throw looks of fear mixed with a bit of loath or whisper then quicken their pace. Though someone might glance quickly from time to time, you just didn't care.
You were about to call Ivan when a new question pops up and made you itch to ask:
"Hey Ivan, do you have a nickname? Like, a shorter, cuter, less forma
Fractis Spem | Armin x ReaderFractis Spem | Armin x Reader10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
my love is as deep as the ocean follow as i enter the「s e a」
The brilliant hue that matched his eyes; the ocean he desired so much to see-- it had always been a dream of his, ever since he was a child. The unspoken stories of the sights; the possibilities out there
Meeting the Family: Chapter 6 (Levi x Reader)By the time you and Levi arrive at the scene, the factory’s in complete flames. Even from a couple dozen yards away you can feel the heat slapping your face. Everyone’s running around, shouting orders and throwing buckets of water at the flames. You search the crowd anxiously, exhaling in relief as you see your Dad shouting orders. At least he’s safe.Meeting the Family: Chapter 6 (Levi x Reader)10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Levi turns to a Garrison soldier. “What’s the situation?”
“We’ve evacuated all surrounding houses and buildings and have managed to rescue all workers on the lower floors. But there’s still 20 that are unaccounted for, and they’re on the upper floor.” The soldier replies, pointing at the upper levels.
“Why don’t we rescue them then?” You ask.
“Because the stairs have collapsed, and there’s no other way to access the top floor.” The soldier salutes and hurries away to assist another squad. You run over to your Dad.
Your ShadowEver since the beginning,Your Shadow1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
People have always compared me to you...
They have said I am inferior to you so many times,
I start to believe it.
I know that I could never fill your shoes
That I was a horrible replacement.
Besides, how do you leave a person you've known so long
Behind in the dust?
If they are loved and prestigious,
How can you ever match up to them?
How will everyone react to you
If you suddenly take their place in the scheme of things?
They will say that he did this or that better,
Or that you can never take their place.
Even if I was on center stage,
If you were there, everyone would turn to you.
I used to idolize you,
But I can't ever be you.
People equate me with you so much now,
That I've lost my self-identity.
I'm always called your replacement
Or the guy that isn't as good and popular as he is.
All this time,
I know I never did anything for myself.
Someone always related to you was pulling me in the right direction,
Moving the strings of the pitiful puppet.