APH: ComfortAPH: ComfortAPH: Comfort6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lithuania awoke to the sound of muffled sniffles and sobs. He was sleeping in the room he shared with his brothers, Estonia and Latvia, or Eduard and Raivis, in Russia's house. He and his brothers had been there for almost as long as they can remember; cooking, cleaning, practically servants to Russia. Today had been an especially long and tiring day. As they were finishing their chores for that day, Russia came home drunk. The three Baltics were all cowering in fear for the rest of the day, until Russia passed out in the back room. By that time, the Baltics were so tired they were asleep before their heads hit the pillows or so Toris thought. Apparently one of his brothers was still awake, and judging by the muffled sobs and the occasional sniffle, it was probably little Latvia, the youngest. He was often silently crying or sniffling whenever Russia was around, and he had been known to cry himself to sleep. So Toris was surprised when he turned to the left and saw li
FreedomThere are two sides to every story. There’s the side that the world is familiar with. The side that can easily be shared with your friends and coworkers. The side that is allowed to be discussed in the daylight and over dinner.Freedom2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But then there’s always the other side. It lingers like a cold chill in October, seeping through the warm scarves and jackets and clinging to the soul with its relentless fingers. Others may not see it, but it grips onto the heart, not letting go and demanding attention at the worst of times. It is the kind of story that is not meant for the faint of heart, the story that others should always remain wary of. The story that you don’t tell your parents, instead lying and saying that you just fell out of a tree.
History has always been told by the winners: tales of kings, queens, knights, emperors, and proud nations that refused to be ruled over. It is an ongoing tale about heroes and villains, of adventure and freedom. History, on the outs
TMNT: Liz's Beginning Ch 1 A Normal WorldChapter 1: A Normal WorldTMNT: Liz's Beginning Ch 1 A Normal World1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A long and merciless winter gave in to the rays of sunlight, bringing life to awaken once again. Spring for all was the season of new beginnings and life. The warmth of the new season brought many fierce storms upon the grand city that never sleeps. Usually people would just run for cover to save themselves from getting wet from natures gift.
As its citizens ran for cover to escape the droplets of rain, one young lady continued to sit on a metal park bench beneath the oak. Elizabeth Gordon spent most of her free time in Central Park, especially if she was lucky enough to be there when it wasn’t too crowded. Normally people would duck and cover from the harshness of the raging storm, but she enjoyed it really.
The roars and crashes of the darkened clouds continued to release their mighty sounds down upon the earth. To Liz, the fearsome bangs of the storm were like the drums of the skies beating its rhythmic sound of its powerful music. She closed her eyes
Kili x Half-Elf!Reader ~ A future I need to changeA/N: SPOILER ALERT! There are a few spoilers here concerning a few characters. If you don't want to know how the book and the movies end for them, well... you know what I'll say. xD Enjoy anyways~Kili x Half-Elf!Reader ~ A future I need to change2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Night had fallen well over three hours ago. The multitude of stars the sky held were already shining, casting their soft, white light upon the face of Middle Earth. Everything bathed in the rays of the small celestial bodies, and the full moon hung gracefully above, illuminating what the stars couldn’t. The entire scenery seemed to be so peaceful and relaxing, yet, there was something somewhat… saddening to it. But, of course, none of them noticed this, as they were laughing the night away, sitting around the fire they had started to keep warm. And, again, no one noticed someone was missing.
She was farther away, sitting on the edge of the nearby cliff they had stopped by. She watched as t
Naga!LevixReader Strange Attraction (2/3)Naga!LevixReader Strange Attraction (2/3)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You groan out with your throbbing head and brought your hand up only for it to stop half way. "The hell.." you open your eyes and looked at your palms, noticing a strain around your wrists. "THE HELL?" you yell out and heard your voice echo. You glance around your surroundings and bit your lower lip nervously. Your in a cave, alone and tied up. You struggle in your restraints, hopeing to weaken them. Minutes went by and you had no luck in weakening your restraints. You chew on the inside of your left cheek, thinking.
Maybe if i--
Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a hiss, you look to your right and noticed a dark brown snake with patches of lighter brown and it had a design on it's back that almost appeared to look like wings. You look into it's slit pupils and had a very dull eye color.
Between the Sword and the PenI heard there was a battle,Between the Sword and the Pen1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
between a pen and a sword.
Between a few deathly strikes,
and one simple word
The sword could not defeat
a few thousand men,
A thousand worded lecture
was written by the pen.
The lecture drove them all,
to temporary death.
Its words dragged on like lullabies,
and stole their very breath.
The sword was not able
to bring tears to ones eyes,
Without striking love
and telling many lies.
The pen however knew how
to make ones insides melt,
when composing a sonnet
so powerful and svelte.
The sword ended up covered,
with blood and salty tears.
It's blade getting heavy,
from battling all those years.
And I hear that they still battle,
the sword and the pen.
Words clashing, sword smashing,
Again and again.
If you stop- and listen closely,
You'll hear the pens words.
You'll hear them calling out,
against the metal swords.
The Lions Chapter OneChapter 1.The Lions Chapter One2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your stomach tightened under your hunger. You felt dizzy, and cold, and the moaning wind did nothing to improve your state. You curled up against the wall scratching your back, almost invisible, stuck as you were in this tight dead-end.
Footsteps suddenly brought you back to reality, and your head rose from your light blanket. A mother and her daughter were running to take shelter from the weather, stopping under the awning of a merchant.
You could tell by their clothes that they were from high nobility. The little girl especially, was drawing everybody’s attention by how shiny she was. Smiling and laughing of the mess in her hair, she was incredibly joyful and looked like a little sun among the rain. Furthermore, she was wearing the most beautiful dress you’ve ever seen. It looked soft and warm, and the material was incrusted with diamonds and woven with golden threads. A long ribbon of silk bedecked her waist.
Your eyes darkened under the influence of your jeal
Little First Steps: Kili x ReaderImagine the look on Kili’s face when your daughter walks toward him for the first time.Little First Steps: Kili x Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Dada!” your little girl exclaimed with a high, soft voice as she stared up at her father with a big, cheeky smile. When he didn’t turn to face her (as per usual in order to get a funny reaction out of the baby of the age of one year) and kept his attention on fixing his wooden bow in the kitchen, she crawled towards him with a fat pout on her face and began to tug at the hem of his pant leg with a harsh grasp.
“Dada!” she said once more, this time screaming at the top of her lungs – the pitch of her scream went further than her nightly cries when she was born. It was enough to catch the brown-haired dwarf’s attention, for he turned to look at her with a small grin and raised eyebrow and proceeded to get up and kneel to the level of the amateur of a pest.
“Yes, love?” he asked. “You need something?”
Moriarty x Reader:pt7 (Wwdwhh)ENDMoriarty x Reader:pt7 (Wwdwhh)END2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A month passed since your last encounter with Jim. For that month Sherlock had been on edge, his dealings with Moriarty becoming more and more dangerous. However, your feelings didn’t stop, as the saying goes; absence makes the heart grow fonder. However, you couldn’t let what happened last time happen again. Jim had tried to contact you; he called everyday at 8pm like clockwork. It wasn’t easy but you tried really hard, convincing yourself his absence from your life was for the best. But on that particular day you couldn’t resist any longer. So at 8pm your phone rang and taking a deep breath you answered it. You heard Jim gasp on the other end realizing he had reached you.
“(Name), I-I” He started but couldn’t form a word let alone a sentence. You bit your jumper sleeve waiting patiently. You missed him so much, you wanted him close, to see him, feel him and hear him. Jim seemed to pick up on these vibes through the phone or else he was feelin
Kili X (Dwarf) ReaderKili X Reader (*Spoilers* The Desolation of Smaug)Kili X (Dwarf) Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
WARNING! Do not read this if you have not yet seen the Movie, The Hobbit, the Desolation of Smaug. This Fanfic is a recreation of various scenes from that movie very closely replicated from it. Enjoy! (Btw, this is my first "XReader, so be nice )
You had been trapped in the Mirkwood Forrest for about three years now. You have been trying to get out while avoiding the woodland elves. They hate you as much as you hate them. Dwarves and Elves have been enemies ever since that dark day. Now you were in there hands, you had givin up on getting out to see your home at the Lonely Mountain.
"Well it seems we have finally caught you! She-Dwarf. Now you may die in our cells." An elven warrior said while directing you through their town to the jail.
"This is just temporary. I thought it would be nice to think you've finally caught me." You said saving your energy for your escape. The elf ignored your r
Let it Go (R/G: RussiaXOC!Antarctica)Victoria looked over her icy world: dark, barren, desolate. The clear sky above performed a show of lights for her, seeming to reflect her thoughts. After meeting the tall Russian, sparking her curiosity about the world and other cultures, she was ready to see the world to invite other countries to her home. She no longer wanted to hide behind a cold mask. That Russian man, Ivan, was what caused her to come out of her shell. He encouraged her to release her fear and to show other countries how independent she was; how well she could fare by herself.Let it Go (R/G: RussiaXOC!Antarctica)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"It's so beautiful here, Victoria. You have thought of letting other countries see this magnificent place, da?" Ivan turned to her and flashed her a happy, innocent smile.
"N-No, Mr. Russia. I'm afraid that they wouldn't be able to handle the climate and get sick or die. I don't want them to stop coming but I can't help but worry for their safety if they do come."
"Hmm~ You have a good heart, Victoria. It wouldn't be your
Ten Things You Didn't Know About Mycroft Holmes1) Mycroft isn't strictly Christian, but he is Agnostic and has been since he was fifteen; the last time he prayed was at his little brother's side when he ODed again, just as Mummy Holmes had instilled in him with all those Church goings.Ten Things You Didn't Know About Mycroft Holmes3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2) Mycroft lived in fear of only seven men in England; two are dead, and two are Sherlock and James Moriarty. And the remaining used to be his closest friends.
3) Mycroft's father was a terrible drunk, and Mycroft, when something that even he cannot take happens, falls into the same trap. And he hates himself for it.
4) Is NOT a virgin thank you very much. Indeed, Mycroft has set his own system of coping with such things rather than his little brother's way .God knows why he is like he is, Mycroft has never asked and honestly would rather not know.
5) Loves Mummy very much, though she is also completely insufferable.
6) When he was a young man, he was much like Sherlock and had plenty of his own rebellious fun; however, it wasn't as self-destruc
Wholock Chatroom (MycroftXReaderXMoriarty)Wholock Chatroom (MycroftXReaderXMoriarty)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Y/n) has started a chatroom.
Sherlock has logged on.
The Doctor has logged on.
‘Hey Sherly – YN’
‘Hello (Y/n) – Sherlock’
‘Hello all – The Doctor’
‘Who are you? – Sherlock’
‘Who is that?! WHO IS THAT?! SHERLOCK THAT IS THE DOCTOR!! – YN’
‘Wow no need to get touchy – Sherlock’
‘HAVE SOME RESPECT SHERLOCK! – YN’
Mycroft has logged on.
Amy has logged on.
‘Hello – Mycroft’
‘Mycroft! ^_^ - YN’
‘Could you be more obvious? – Sherlock’
‘Yes……..Oh my god Mycroft you are lookin fiiiiiiiiiiiine today ;D – YN’
‘Doctor who are these people? – Amy’
‘I dunno – The Doctor’
‘I’m (Y/n) that’s Sherlock and his hot brother Mycroft – YN’
‘I think I just threw up in my mouth – Sherlock’
‘Jealous she likes me better?
Comfort Zone (Senri Shiki x Anti-Social!Reader)Comfort Zone (Senri Shiki x Anti-Social!Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Moving into Cross academy seemed like a rather lousy idea to you at first. You had heard of the well maintained dorms and such, but going to something like this was kind of uncomfortable. But because you couldn't stand hearing your parents bicker on about it, you just packed your bags and headed to the institution, having no idea what to expect.
Time dragged on, and you maintained your relatively high grades. You were lucky enough to not have a roommate as well, which made you more comfortable. You were bit of an anti-social anyway. People started calling you the lone freak, or an ice queen, but you just ignored it. But someone just had to come along and tell you that they wanted to show you something. That something being the “night class.” Not wanting to appear rude, you went along with it.
Worst decision ever. You were practically standing in a sweaty mosh pit.
“Oh my god, I’m going to die if Idol-I mean Aido
LadiesLadies3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ladies are suppose to dress
In flattering skirts
And non-revealing shirts.
Wear their makeup so neat,
A ring on their hand,
And heels on their feet.
To have good manners,
And to be polite,
But also to show great might.
Ladies are suppose to think before they speak;
Selecting only the best of words,
So a waste will not leak.
As should they have great wisdom,
And be caring and unique.
Beautiful as a crystal or as an exquisite antique.
Ladies deserve a gentleman,
As opposites do not attract.
One that completes her,
And takes her on the right track.
All women are suppose to be ladies;
To cherish life as they please,
But the select few is decreasing,
And the women who are ladies are soon none to be.
Insecurities (BBC Watson x Reader Drabble)It had been a long day. Your boss had not only spilled his coffee on you and your most recent project but had also chewed your head off for the failure of a project that wasn’t yours yet he some how felt you were responsible for. You’d missed the bus and had to either walk home in heels or wait for another hour and a half, wanting to get home you’d chosen the prior, and to top it all off your boyfriend had canceled your dinner plans because his flatmate insisted he go on a case with him.Insecurities (BBC Watson x Reader Drabble)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
All in all, you were ready for the day to be over and it wasn’t a surprise when you crashed and burned on the couch, fully clothed, while watching a Connie Prince rerun.
You were awakened by a pressing knock on your door, rolling off the couch with a thud and a groan as you yelled, “Coming.”
You glanced at the clock as you pulled yourself off the floor- 2:30 am- and then trudged toward the door, “I swear if you’re some sort of mass murderer… I have
BEN DROWNED X Reader-Passing Death pt.1"You need to pass on. You can't stay here."BEN DROWNED X Reader-Passing Death pt.11 year ago in Drama More Like This
"No! I'm not dead! I can't be dead!"
"You have to pass on. You are dead. Accept it."
"Just shut up! I'm not dead! There's nothing to accept. Just go away! This is all a bad dream! It's gotta be."
"….Please..just pass on already. You're making it worse on yourself by staying here."
"Please..please! Just leave me alone! Go away! I wanna wake up! Just wake up! Just wake up!
"________! Wake up! Wake up!" Your eyes snapped open and your head shot straight up at the sound of your friend calling your name. You looked over at her and smiled as you rubbed your sleepy (e/c) eyes.
"Oh, good morning Helinia."you say.
"Good morning my butt! It's time to go home _____. You were sleeping throughout the block. All blocks in fact, are you getting any sleep at night?"Helinia asked you, nudging her finger into your right cheek as she did. You nod and smack her hand away.
"I get sleep. Just not much."you tell her. Helinia puckered her lips and p
When I Have Left and Gone...When I have left and goneWhen I Have Left and Gone...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Will you realize what you did to me?
Will you want me there beside you?
When I have left and gone
Will you see how you
Into this suffocating pit of despair
That chokes the breath out of me.
When I have left and gone
And you are left in my path of anger
Will you be able to move on
Knowing I cannot forgive you?
The feeling that I was not important
That I was only ever going to be second best
That I could never be praised
Tore me apart….
And you let me br e a k
Into p s on the floor
And I can never be put back
T o g e t h e r .
All Good Things Must Come to an End [AmeBel]She's five and he's six and they meet for the first time in Preschool.All Good Things Must Come to an End [AmeBel]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He uses her crayons without asking, and what comes after that lands them both sitting on the sidewalk by the teacher during recess. She glares at him and he glares back through silver-framed glasses that catch the sunlight now and then. The teacher snaps at them and tells them to stop looking at each other, that they're in trouble and that she doesn't need them to get into another fight on the first day of school. Slowly but surely, they becomes friends and he shares his snacks with her and she permits him to use her crayons without her throwing sloppily aimed punches at him.
- - - - -
She's seven and he's eight and she's in first grade and he's in second and they only ever get to see each other in the halls.
He waves at her when she's going to art class and she waves back when he's going to the library. She makes friends with a quiet Lithuanian boy in her class and he makes friends with a stuffy British boy in his.
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - ImproperSoldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - Improper1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“It’s like you’re always there in the corners of my mind
I see your silhouette every time I close my eyes
There must be poison in those finger tips of yours
Cause I keep coming back again for more” – Troublemaker, Olly Murs
General Beilschmidt stared at the fire in front of him, hearing the sizzle and quiet crackles of the greenish and slightly wet wood, distinguishing the smoke it produced, the heat coming from the embers formed among it, all of those details filling his senses, but none actually reaching his comprehension. In fact, the only thing in his mind at that moment was how the hand of one particular soldier felt soft and warm; the temperature of those fingers lingering on the surface of his skin for much longer than it should, leaving it almost numb with something that was awfully similar to desire.
His cheeks burned visibly at that and he let his head hung for a little while, his chin coming closer to his camouflaged shirt. There he was,
It's Easy To BullyWhen I first bullied,It's Easy To Bully1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I did so with a click of a mouse,
and a press of a key.
Through the computer,
my “harmless” words assaulted your
The next time I bullied,
was easier than before.
Like a loaded gun,
I hurled my harsh words at your
Like a bullet to a brain,
your emotions exploded,
and flooded onto the ground,
like a gentle rain.
After that, you become stoic and emotionless,
dressed in black,
and scarred your wrist like rugged train tracks.
I thought it was funny, so I decided to cruel,
I punched, and shoved you,
made you out to be the fool.
This time was harder, because you didn't react,
you allowed me to hit you, and you refused to fight back.
So harder I tried, I pulled your hair, I called you gay,
and I treated you unfair.
I kicked you in the ribs, nearly broke your back,
and through all of my assaulting, you refused to fight back.
I guess you couldn't take it, I guess I went to far,
for that following weekend, you stabbed your right arm.
An Unexpected GainWhen you're like me, you're the kind of guy who likes his women with an overabundance of curves. You start looking for attractive women like this, pay attention to the ones who end up unintentionally improving their physique, and you start to notice patterns with which women gain weight.An Unexpected Gain1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Some girls, you know right away, they're going to get super fat in the end.
An example of this would be a girl I knew in high school, name of Ella. She was thin back then, but she was generally soft all over, incredibly lazy, and had a huge appetite. I knew straight off she would be a whale in the end. She was only slim because of her surprisingly fast metabolism! Fast forward a couple years, metabolism slows down, and hello, fatass Ella.
Sure enough, I saw Ella last weekend, and sure enough, she's turned into the kinda girl who needs to get her car modified just to fit behind the steering wheel. Looked like the sorta woman who could get her hips stuck in a bathroom stall.
But anyway, you expect