Gru's Plea. . .Gru's Plea. . .5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
***Normally I don't post summeries. But this is too important not to.
For those of you who already know "Despicable Me," back and fourth. This little scenario fits right into place. I actually pictured this as a deleted scene that wasn't shown in the movie. It would take place right after Gru rescued the girls from Vector. Although the following scene in the movie shows them back in their room, there is one thing that still had to happen. . . .
Gru's Plea. . .
The Memoirs of Mother GothelFirst of all, let me get one thing straight: I am sorry.The Memoirs of Mother Gothel4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I, Mother Gothel, witch extraordinaire, (formerly) the only person to have eternal youth and beauty, caring (even if slightly smothering and manipulative) mother, and master at dramatic exits, am sorry.
I'm sorry for the way I treated my flower, Rapunzel.
I'm sorry for keeping the real flower all to myself.
I'm sorry for attempting to kill Flynn Rider.
And yes, I'm even sorry for kicking Pascal (for some reason, people seem to think that's the worst offense, that chameleon sure does have quite a fan club).
I'm sorry for, well, everything.
Another thing I'd like the world to know now that I'm, ah, dead (Freakin' chameleon!), is that, yeah, at first, I did only see Rapunzel as a walking Fountain of Youth. I admit it. For a while, that was the only reason I kept her locked up. But, as time went on, I grew fond of the child. She really was sweet and her clumsiness was quite endearing. And she really did view me as her mama
What Does the Fox Say? Bonus Gilbert quietly unlocked the front door to Cass's house and stepped silently inside. He pulled his shoes off and set them beside the door before sneaking into Cass's room. He patted Jynxx, the Australian Shepherd/Blue Heeler mix pup, and Chloe, the German Shepherd, on their heads before they started barking. He rubbed their ears and then gave them one last pat before slipping into Cass's room. He stripped off his socks and shirt and then crawled in bed beside his sleeping girlfriend.What Does the Fox Say? Bonus1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Cass lifted her head as the albino hugged her close. She lifted her eyebrow, "Gilbert, what are you doing here...?" Gilbert made a face, "I was trying to sleep und ____ und Ludwig decided that they were going to run around the house. ____ was singing 'What Does the Fox Say?'. I couldn't sleep so I came over here. That's alright, right...?" Cass smiled and nodded and pecked his lips, "That's perfectly alright, babe." Gilbert grinned and s
Arnold's Halloween"Are you ready?" Gerald asked as he fastened his cloak around his neck.Arnold's Halloween4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hold on a sec," replied Arnold. He furrowed his eyebrows as he fiddled with the loose strands of hair that was escaping the net of his wig. He quickly grabbed his trick or treat bag and motioned that he was ready.
"Okay, let's go!" Gerald said excitedly. The two eight-year-old boys walked out of Arnold's room and down the stairs. They heard muffled music coming from the main living room and rolled their eyes to each other. They could hear adults laughter and squeals of delight.
They almost reached the front door when a loud voice startled them. "Aww, lemme see the kittens!"
"So close," Arnold mumbled.
Gertie was walking out of the kitchen holding a camera. Arnold and Gerald smiled sheepishly as Gertie took their picture.
"Come on, Pookie! Let the boys go on and have their fun," Phil yelled from the kitchen.
As soon as she turned around to yell back, Arnold and Gerald ran out of the front door and made their way to
What Does the Fox Say? - Germany x Reader "Dog goes woof, cat goes meow. Bird goes tweet, and mouse goes squeak. Cow goes moo. Frog goes croak, and the elephant goes toot. Ducks go quack and fish go blub, and the seal goes 'ow ow ow'. But there's one sound that no one knows..." Ludwig was in that place between being awake and asleep. He could hear the lovely, angelic voice that was whisper-singing and his mind was struggling to figure out who it belonged to and what was going on. Suddenly it hit him and his eyes snapped open, "NEIN!!!" But it was too late...What Does the Fox Say? - Germany x Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY!? Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding!" Yep. There you were, dancing around on your German friend's bed at 3:27 in the morning, and singing one of the songs he hated the most. You had even done your best to dress as a fox. You had on fuzzy, orange ears, a big, fluffy fox tail, an orange t-shirt and shorts and
Melting the IceTime passed painstakingly slow after Gru and Lucy were blasted off on the rocket. The minions had managed to distract Edith and Agnes so they didn’t think about the fact that their father was quite possibly burning in a volcano. Margo wasn’t so lucky. The oldest sister sat on the catwalks that had been put up, looking at the half full jar of jelly on her gun. She felt like she needed to do something or else she was absolutely useless. She pushed herself and up walked back down to the ground level.Melting the Ice2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I’m going to go see if we missed any of the minions,” she said to Dr. Nefario. The old man nodded with understanding and she shuffled towards the oversized doors into the courtyard where the party had been. Before she pushed them open she lifted her gun into position, then she nudged them open with her foot.
In the courtyard, Margo was not greeted by a raging purple monster, but something equally unpleasant.
South Korea x Reader - ArirangNOTE: This is my longest one shot ever consisting of fourteen pages. Everything here is in the reader's POV except in the middle portion where it shifts to a third person POV and then it returns back to the reader's POV. Enjoy and I hope you find the time to finish my story. <3South Korea x Reader - Arirang9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Yongsoo was my first and greatest love. He was an energetic Korean who did nothing but make my darkest days light up. He loves to annoy his Asian friends a lot, but he never fails to make them happy.
He never fails to make me happy.
I remember the time when Yao pushed him in front of me while I was walking to my next class.
“Just go and talk to her!” Yao pushed him. My things awkwardly fell and I kneeled down to pick up my things.
“Mian!” He exclaimed. I raised my eyebrow and he blushed. “I’m sorry!”
I smiled. “It’s no big deal.”
He smiled like there was no tomorrow.
“You’re Yongsoo, right?” I asked.
“Yes, I am.
Dance with me! ~ Boyfriend!LovixReader [Drabble]Dance with me! ~ Boyfriend!LovixReader [Drabble]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Lovi, dance with me~!" you looked at him across the table, over your computer screen.
You were over at the Vargas's house, hanging out and studying with your boyfriend.
Lovino looked up from the text book and gave you a weird look. "No."
You turned on your favorite music and started dancing. You spun around and laughed. "Come on~~ Lovino don't be such a bore."
You then pouted and walked over to him. "Lovi~~" you said in your cutest voice and grabbed his hands. He your hands and held them as well, but when you tried to pull him out of his chair, he resisted. "Hey!" you said, disappointed.
You then tried to switch your tactics. You kissed him on the cheek and he turned bright red. "Come onnnn Lovi~~ dance with me~!" you swung his limp arms around as your tried to dance to the music. When he still didn't respond- even after that sweet kiss you gave him-
you let go of his arms and walked over to the window outside. "Lovi doesn't want to dance with me ." You said in a sad
APH: Aren't You like Water, My Three-faced Love?APH: Aren't You like Water, My Three-faced Love?1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
[A/N: There's a bit of cursing here on Arthur's part, but it's nothing so major that I need to censor it. Consider yourself warned, and continue reading at your own risk!]
"C'mon, let's get this over with," you muttered as you wrapped your black military pea coat tighter around you, pushing your sunglasses further up your nose. You stepped out the door, the camera flashes of the paparazzi almost blinding you - you were glad you had your sunglasses with you, even though it was 10 at night.
Stepping into your sleek black limousine, you sighed and took off the clunky glasses, sinking back into the leather seats of the car and grabbing a glass of water to sip on - there would be plenty of wine and alcohol for you to drink where you were headed. You would be made to drink alcohol, even though you wanted to stay sober.
When the car pulled up to the bar, you stepped out, your sunglasses now perched on top of your head. "This is it, huh...?" You murmured, slowly walking towards the b
EnglandxGamer!Reader: As Fluffy as a SwirlixNow, you were a gamer. (Seriously, if you couldn't figure that out from the title, then I don't know what I'm supposed to do here. :icondeathstareplz: Hello. There's going to be a lot of Pokemon references in this. And I don't care. Because I'm the Evil Narrator. Now bow to me.EnglandxGamer!Reader: As Fluffy as a Swirlix1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Or bow to Espurr. Bow to Lord Espurr.)
Today, your boyfriend, Arthur, had just bought you a new game.
A new Pokemon game, to be precise. Yes, as soon as you saw what Arthur had given you, you had immediately used Tackle on him, and he was the receiver of the move Rough Play. He had gotten you Pokemon X. And the moment Arthur left to go to the kitchen (never mind the fact that you could burn to death
Infernoor suffocate on The move Smogthe smoke generated from his booking; you were never a good babysitter, and he could probably call the fire station with his phone if needed) you had used Quick Attack on the wrap
Death Note Beyond x reader kiss it all betterDeath Note Beyond x readerDeath Note Beyond x reader kiss it all better2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kiss it all better
You had decided to go out with your boyfriend, Beyond Birthday. You and him had been dating for about six months now. While most people would have been scared of him you weren’t. Though initially you were frightened you had quickly seen past all that. There was just something about Beyond that drew you to him.
After eating dinner at a nice restaurant Beyond and you had decided to walk home Beyond had something he wanted to tell you. “(Name)” “Yes?” You ask.
"There's something I want to tell you."
"Yeah?" You look over. It wasn't normal for your for your friend to act so nervous. The last time he was so nervous was when he asked you to be his girlfriend.
"(Name), I -" "Give me all your valuables." A gruff voice interrupted. Beyond glanced up to see a drunkard. Normally he would easily dispatch the man but this time there was something different happening. This man had a gun ... pointed at your heart.
Someone Like You: Fem. Italy x Germany x ReaderLeft, right then left again. She saw that the coast was clear and quickly crossed the momentarily abandoned street.Someone Like You: Fem. Italy x Germany x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Oh." Her foot slipped in a shallow puddle, and she felt herself being flung backward. Her eyes reflexively shut as she prepared herself for impact. However, a pair of arms wrapped around her, saving her the pain that would have come from landing on the cold, wet cement. Her eyes opened to find a serious pair of crimson orbs, that she instantly recognized. "Gilbert?"
"You know, ze awesome me?" His brow flicked up then humor touched his scarlet eyes. "Of course you would, who doesn't?" He snickered as he stood her upright.
"You don't remember me? Of course not." She frowned, and a crease formed in her brow.
"Of course I remember you _______. Man, you don't get jokes, do you?" He smiled down at her. "How are you?" A slight tenderness touched his eyes.
"At the moment..." She looked away, and her frown deepened. "Terrible..." She whispered.
"You heard?" Gilbert's tone was fla
EnglandxReader: You Are My RainWarnings: Minor angst and fluff! And character death...EnglandxReader: You Are My Rain1 year ago in Romance More Like This
When you first smiled at him, your presence caressed his body like a gentle mist. Your (hair colour) hair and bright (eye colour) eyes shone like a beacon to his soul. At that time, Arthur had never felt so entranced by a single person before and had soon become enraptured by you. You were a human, with a fleeting and short life, but he couldn't stop himself. He asked you out, stuttering and nervous, and you graced him with a yes. The first date was horrible, with the rain ruining your makeup and the food burnt and disgusting, but at the end of the night, you brushed your lips against his cheek like the soft and gentle mist it had become outside.
You spent the next two months meeting up with him, always happy to see him. You were kind and easily accepted the fact that he was a busy man. He began to fall in love with your gentle side.
The first time you slept over at his house, you were awkward and constantly trying not to o
Our Song: ON BROADWAY (ReaderXMany Characters) IIIOur Song: ON BROADWAY (ReaderXMany Characters) III1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Selfie!” You suddenly exclaim, snapping a photo of Ludwig and you, using your phone.
“Delete that!” He immediately demands.
“Nope! It’s going on Instafag!” You hold out your phone to him for only a second or two, showing him the photo. “Your selfie game is so strong!”
“Give me that! I look like a total dunderhead!” He dives for your phone and you immediately drop your phone down your shirt, it landing snug in your bra.
He glares at you. “I am not going that far for that photo. You can post it if you want…I guess I don’t look that bad.”
“Thanks Luddy!” You chirp.
Ever since the intense duet between the two of you, of ‘Suddenly Seymour’, you’ve rendered each other as BFFS; biffles; buddies; pals; brahs; peeps; homies ; mates. But, there’s always a thorny moment between the two of you, especially when it involved your boobs or any men
I'm Not Much Of A Singer (GermanyxReader) RQI watched as the lit up minibus pulled up outside my house and a certain American popped his head out of the window.I'm Not Much Of A Singer (GermanyxReader) RQ1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hey! Are you ready for the best night ever?!” Alfred cheered with a wide smile, causing me to grin back.
“Of course I am, Al.” I replied as I leapt through the door after opening it. “I’ve been waiting weeks for this.”
As the door slammed, the minibus started moving again, Alfred, Feliciano, Ivan and Yao giving a small cheer in excitement.
I watched them with a small grin as I shuffled in my seat to get comfortable.
“Hey,” A gruff voice beside me said. I turned my head to the right to look at the German man who goes by the name of Ludwig as I was addressed. “Fasten your seatbelt.”
Since I did admire him in much more than a friendly way, of course I complied.
Besides, he was kind of intimidating at times.
But that’s why he’s so admirable.
As I reached over to grab the seatbelt next to my chair,
My first (crappy) CreepypastaBefore you read this Creepypasta, I would like you to know a couple of things about it. This Creepypasta is not like the others. It doesn't have Lavender Town, or screaming ghosts, or Pokemon that bleed... Well, without reason at least. But it does feature something that many think impossible for a game: Reaching out to our reality.My first (crappy) Creepypasta3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pokemon has been a long-time favorite for me. Favorite game, favorite show... It's been a huge influence since I first heard about it. As I grew up, I became more involved in it where others began to slowly lose their grip on the game before giving it up completely. Of course, Pokemon is always a constant source of sneering and torment from my peers, but I always dismiss it; if I love the game, why should I care what others think?
With the number of Pokemon expanding from 152 (I count Missingno, believe it or not) to a never ending number of new species, I have to love all of them. But my most favorite Pokemon, despite the criticism he receives, is Lucario.
EnglandxReader: The Cuckoo BirdCuckoo, cuckoo, what do you do?EnglandxReader: The Cuckoo Bird1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A lovely doll; a mere portrait to glance upon and admire. That's what they called "humans" like her; if they even bothered to acknowledge her. Those things, those objects without being, weren't even considered "humans". They were considered weapons; beautiful and deadly. That was all she was. A prize, an object; only to be gazed upon, and never to be touched or handled. That was the way she "lived". Or maybe it was just "existing". No one was really sure what they were. A mere portrait to be admired. A human captured at her finest pinnacle of emotion that she was stuck there; trapped in time, to never change, so that she never could differ. A doll had no emotions; they were stuck at one emotion, the last one they had as a human; if you only had one emotion, does it even count as an emotion? But they had supernatural powers; yes, like everything would be better with them. They had no use for them, though. She was just a toy which co
Pokemon: VengeanceIt was many years ago when It happened, I was trading via GTS for pokemon when I came across it- the tiny purple Murkrow on my screen was a wonder to behold.Pokemon: Vengeance4 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was shiny and Japanese, but at the time I didn't know what a shiny really was.
Thiking it was just a cool pokemon to add to my collection I proomptly traded for it, it was a fairly good level and the only thing they wanted in return was a piplup.
Luckily I had been breeding piplup like crazy after obtaining a ditto, and I had many to spare.
The trade ended, and the pokeball opened to the Murkrow, I decided I would never evolve him, seeing as I had never liked Honchkrow.
I exited the GTS, and put him first in my party so he would be walking behind me, every now and then I would stop and speak to him, and eventually a tiny red heart emitted form the Murkrow with the message
"*insert japanese name* hugged you"
I felt happy at the message.
Many moths later I moved some of my pokemon to a friend, and restarted my game.
That's when I
Chicken Soup for the Balto MoviesRan for LifeChicken Soup for the Balto Movies1 year ago in Drama More Like This
I never thought I would be the leader of a sled team. I was just an outcast, a wolfdog to which no-one wanted nor liked. I always wanted to be on a sled team, but no-one would want me to join their team. I have always wanted to prove myself worthy of becoming a sled dog, but never had the opportunity to do it. I always felt left-out and alone.
But that all changed one cold December night, when a diptheria epidemic plagued Nome and rendered most of the children bed-ridden and dying. The next day, a race was held, to see who would be one the sled team to save the town. I immediately jumped at the opportunity to prove myself worthy of becoming a sled dog. I stepped up to the starting line and prepared myself for the race of my life. The gun was fired, and the race started. I raced my heart out, and to my big surprise and to the surprise of everyone around me, I won first place. It was a very happy moment for me, for once, I have proved
10 Things You Probably Thought as a Kid1. You mom is Ms. The World!10 Things You Probably Thought as a Kid2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
2. Your dad is frikkin' Superman!
3. Your big brother is awesome! (Either that or he's the devil.)
4. You're the protagonist of life.
5. Height is proportionate to age.
6. Your mother tongue is the easiest language in the world.
7. You're allergic to studying.
8. CHILDHOOD IS FOREVER, BABY!!!
9. You're going to be a superhero when you grow up.
10. Teacher scolded you? BLOW UP THE SCHOOL!!!
Our Song: ON BROADWAY (ReaderXMany Characters) IOur Song: ON BROADWAY (ReaderXMany Characters) I1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“See that school over there?” Amethyst, your best friend points towards an academy across the lake, that’s more fit to be a castle or a medieval village; the school is most made of white bricks and a cone-shaped mud brown roof. It is stunning and its beautiful image is painted onto the lake.
You nod. “It’s gorgeous! What kind of school is it?”
“It’s an all-boys performing arts academy.”
You gasp. Your family had just moved to this town six months ago and there was only one high school and it was awful. All they cared about is their sports; especially football! No theatre or choir or even your typical art classes! It was dry, boring, and uncreative. The second you entered, you wanted out. The only reason you were able to live through it was because you had no other choice.
“Do you really have to be a boy?” You question disappointingly.
“That is the point of an all-boys