Made With Love (Part 4)Waking up for the third time today, I groaned as I turned my head and looked around the room. I was alone in my bed. I sat up, the blanket on me slipping off and revealing my naked body. I yelped and pulled the blanket back up, cheeks turning a bright red. Sighing, I slid out of bed and quickly put on some underwear and a big T-shirt that fell to my mid thighs. With a yawn, I began to walk to the bathroom.Made With Love (Part 4)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Owww…..Ollie is so rough….” I whined as I rubbed my lower back.
Soon hitting the bathroom, I stepped inside and turned the light on. I looked in the mirror and hung my head with a groan.
“Nice sex hair, sweet cheeks.” A voice said.
I screamed and turned to find Al there in the door way. “What the hell?!” I yelled.
“Relax, I was just checking on you. Oliver told me to keep an eye on you.” Al said.
“Oliver isn’t here?” I asked.
He shook his head. “He’ll be back, he just needed to go to his house.
America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (Part 6)America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (Part 6)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Are you alright, Love? You seem to be rather...out of it, lately." Arthur asked as he set my tea in front of me. Yes, I know, I'm a ghost drinking tea. Nothing's impossible!
"Yeah, just thinking. I'm fine." I tried to give him my best reassuring smile, and it just barely worked. He let out a soft grunt before going to get the scones from the oven. I helped make them FYI.
I looked down at my tea then over into the living room where Matt was watching hockey. Canada leading against America, 3-2.
"Is it something to do with Matthew?" I jumped a little and looked back up at Arthur, whom had a slight frown. I smiled again and shook my head, a light blush crossing my cheeks. No, it wasn't about Mattie...that was a different subject altogether! No...this was something different - scary, if I was being honest with myself. Artie popping around after how many years? I sighed and ran a hand through my [h/l][h/c] hair. I looked out the kitchen window before deciding to tell Arthur the truth.
America x Ghost!Reader x CanadaAmerica x Ghost!Reader x Canada3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I stood at the window, looking out and watching the new family that was moving in. Why, might you ask, was I still here when someone else was moving into my home? The answer is simple: I'm just a ghost. A thin wisp of air that has been sending chills down mans' spine for centuries.
I sighed and closed my [e/c] eyes. Us ghosts aren't as bad as the stories say we are, it's just our counterparts, poltergeists, always get mixed up with us so humans instantly think the word 'ghost' when something bad and unexplainable happens...it makes me sad to be honest.
I opened my eyes and continued to watch the family. A man with emerald eyes was leading 2 boys up the walkway to the door. One had chin length blonde hair with an unusual curl sticking out from the rest of his hair, and he had beautiful violet eyes and had a polar bear in his arms. I couldn't help but smile at his sweet young face. He seemed scared too - probably from all the 'spooky stories' about my home. I turned my attention from him
America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (Part 4)America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (Part 4)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
There was an uncomfortable silence in the room as all eyes were on me as my mind delved deep into my memory, a place I rarely go now...
"[F/n]! Where are you?" I heard someone outside call for me. I lifted my head from the book I was currently reading, [f/b]. I stood from my seat and walked over to the bedroom window.
It was Artie!
He was probably one of my best friends and he made a delicious batch of cupcakes!
"I'm up here! I'll be right down!" I called down to him and rushed to meet him outside. I almost jumped into his arms for a hug until I saw a box of his cupcakes in his arms.
"It's good to see you poppet!" He greeted me with a kiss on my cheek as I held the door open for him.
"It's good to see you too! What flavour are they today?" I asked, eyeing the cakes with a curious [e/c] eyes. Drool almost escaped my lips as their scent wafted up my nose.
"[F/cf]!" He exclaimed and set the box on the dining table. I instantly reached for one and bit into it. I savoured the taste until...
America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (part 2)America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (part 2)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I wiped around and saw Abbie with a smirk playing on her lips.
"Don't SCARE me like that! What if one of these guys can-"
"See us?" she finished for me. I huffed, but nodded. That was the only thing she ever worried about because she feared that if she was seen, then whoever was living in our house would try and 'kick her out', aka, cast her to Hell (as she would say anyway).
"I don't know why you're so worried. You're a poltergeist for Pete's sake!" I groaned and wandered back up the stairs to spy on the bushy-browed man.
"But I don't wanna get kicked out!" she whined and followed me with heavy footsteps. I rolled my eyes as I heard the men downstairs talking about it - with one freaking out, saying it was a ghost...ugh.
"You won't get kicked out if you would stay hidden." I muttered ad looked in my room to see the emerald eyed man unpacking and humming a tune that sounded oddly familiar.
"Dude! He took your room!" Abbie wrapped her arms around my neck from behind and rested her head
America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (Part 7)America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (Part 7)5 months ago in Romance More Like This
I couldn't help but run a hand over my face as I watched the boys, along with Abbie, trying to make the house "safer", though I was pretty sure that it wasn't for their sake, as I've been trying to tell them it should be for. And, since that scare from Oliver a week ago, though it seems only yesterday, both me and Abbie have been put on some sort of house arrest by the guys... Like that would help us. I mean, the gesture is kind and appreciated, but we're ghosts.. Locked doors can't hold us back if we wanted to go outside.
"Matt... Can you please talk some sense into your brother?" I groaned softly as I watched said brother, with a grimace, trying to board up the back door's old, unused dog door (that has actually never, ever been used... ever). He nodded as soon as he found where Alfred was and walked over to him, hopefully calming him down enough to talk him out of that nonsense..
"[f/n]?" I turned from watching the two knocking heads over the doggy door to see Abbie looking out the
What A Prince Does - Part 3What A Prince Does - Part 34 years ago in Romance More Like This
Applejack had been harvesting apples for only a few hours, but she was already exhausted. Her dreams the past few nights had replayed that awful moment at the Gala when the room began to cave in, only instead of that annoying prince being the one being attack by birds, it was Apple Bloom, Big Macintosh, or Granny Smith. Sometimes she would be trying to get to them and the birds would turn their cruel razor claws on her instead, tearing her to bits. Other times they would constantly push her away, letting her get close enough she could almost touch them before being pulled back. The worst were when she got to them only to find Applejack hadn't slept well, not at all.
"Hi Applejack!" A sudden perky voice from right behind her startled Applejack to wakefulness and very nearly toppled her over. She turned around to see Pinkie Pie cheerily bouncing right behind her, full of energy as always.
"Howdy Pinkie Pie, sorry but Ah ain't got much time fer talkin'. These trees have gotta be buc
America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (Part 3)America x Ghost!Reader x Canada (Part 3)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I covered my ears as Alfred continued screaming about ghosts and whatnot. Why can't anyone get it straight..?
"Alfred! Calm DOWN!" Arthur yelled at him, clamping a hand over the man's mouth. I sighed and removed my hands. I looked over to Abbie and she wasn't there anymore. Probably ran as soon as he started screaming like a baby.
"God, that was loud..." I whimpered, digging a finger around in my ear as I slipped past Arthur and sat on m--HIS bed.
"W-who said that?" I heard Matthew whimper. I bit my bottom lip to keep from squeeing at how cute he was~!
"[F/n], as I have said before." Arthur sighed and looked over to me, where I was swinging my legs at the edge of the bed.
"WHOA! When'd that chick get there?!" I froze and looked directly at Alfred, who was - gawking at me?!
"Umm..." I looked from him to Arthur, then landed my [e/c] eyes on Matthew, who was also starring at me.
"You know it's impolite to stare." I looked past the three men to see Abbie standing with her [s/c] arms crosse
Cold (Bully! England X Bullied! Reader) Chapter 6ColdCold (Bully! England X Bullied! Reader) Chapter 66 months ago in Drama More Like This
(Bully!Arthur X Bullied!Depressed! Reader
A Hetalia Fanfiction
Story By: WhiteSpiritPearl
“Young lad, come with me.”
With a straight face, he spoke. The nurse behind him scowled, but tried hard to keep herself composed. Tried, but anyone could still tell that she was quite infuriated of my presence. I suppose it would be best if I left anyways, so I followed the doctor, leaving the nurse behind to check on (y/n). “I-I’m sorry doctor, (ahem) but, is there something wrong?” Of course I knew what was wrong, I’m sweating for goodness sake. And I already knew I was in for it. I better brace myself.
We made it to his office, not too far from her room, same floor, just with different surroundings. “Come in, take a seat.” I nodded as did as I was told. The place wasn’t fancy or anything like that, it was just clean and organized, probably what you would expect from a doctor’s office.
GummyIt was a slightly rainy afternoon, one that looked like it might let up with enough pegasi persuasion, but that still stubbornly held on in spite of the breeze. Pinkie Pie was rushing through the rain, her frizzy mane sticking out at odd angles from under her yellow raincoat. Normally she would have worn her umbrella hat, but today the Cakes had sent her out to pick up their delivery of sugar, the first time they'd ever done so, and she wanted to keep in dry. Pinkie looked longingly at the puddles, but she knew if she jumped in one she'd be all wet, and Mrs. Cake would be upset at her.Gummy3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Still, one little splash couldn't hurt too much
She laughed excitedly, hopping from puddle to puddle, barely keeping her sweet cargo steady under her coat. The puddles back on the farm were always muddy, but in clean Ponyville they were not as bad, the perfect depth for splashing in. Pinkie realized her puddle-hopping had not only gotten her wet, but taken her down the wrong street entirely. She tu
Equestria Girls - Big brother's watching youHe tapped at the window to mark the seconds as they passed. He hated waiting, but he knew that it was important that he do so. This was a conversation that was needed, even though he was certain that he'd probably get in trouble for it later. Shining Armour, former captain of the Equestrian royal guard, and current co-ruler of the Crystal Empire alongside his wife, Princess Cadence. He was in his office, in the royal palace of the Empire's crystal city, looking out of the balcony-window at the city below.Equestria Girls - Big brother's watching you2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been over a year since the two of them had taken the throne of this place, but they had settled into their roles well. Having had a military background, Shining had taken on the role of instructor of the nation's new guards, and they'd all turned out well. And speaking of the guards, it was that which now concerned him. For it had recently come to his attention that one of his guards had been seen doing something that, needless to say, had surprised the stallion a great deal.
Overprotective!Canada X Deaf!Reader Intro~Requested by creand0r~Overprotective!Canada X Deaf!Reader Intro2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"____!!! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have asked you to do that!" Matthew frantically shakes your shoulders, attempting to snap you back into attention. Your eyes glaze over slightly as you float in and out of consciousness. Your head hurts too much right now to form any kind of word or thought. He whips his head around, looking for someone to help you. Nothing about you seems out of the ordinary, except a few cuts and bruises, and your behavior.
He shouldn't have dared you to go as fast as you could on your bike, because with your speed, something got stuck in the bike chain and caused you to fall and land pretty hard on your head. He thought that just because it was in the parking lot, and not in a crowded street, you didn't have to wear a helmet. You had thought the same way, but that all changed when you were detached from your bike, into the air and onto the ground, all in a few seconds.
The pain. It's coursing through your body with every heartbeat. The faint wh
Friend or Foe?--Russia x Neko!Male!Reader x Sweden The clock ticked as it counted down the seconds, which quickly turned into the minutes and eventually the hours. With each tick, he grew even more anxious. Kiku sat on his couch, wringing his hands as he thought about what he would do if no one took the job. What would he do with a little neko-boy that would destroy his house if left alone? He had hung up posters and fliers around town, hoping that at least someone would take the babysitting/pet-sitting task...but, so far, he didn't have a single volunteer. In about 20 minutes, he'd have to co-host an art gallery with his longtime friend, Feliciano! He couldn't back out this close to the opening, it'd break the Italian's heart!Friend or Foe?--Russia x Neko!Male!Reader x Sweden6 months ago in Humor More Like This
With a sidelong glance at (M/N), who lay on the other couch, he furrowed his brows in worry. What was he going to do? The chime of the doorbell broke through his thoughts, making him freeze, a twinge of hope clawing at him as he regained his will to move. He j
What A Prince Does - Part 1What A Prince Does - Part 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Madness had enveloped the ballroom of the Canterlot Castle. Animals from Celestia's normally very peaceful menagerie ran amok, attacking guests willy nilly, driving them from the room. Applejack had managed to dodge harm so far, but many of the high class mares and stallions around her were not so lucky. Their glimmering jewelry attracted the animals' attention, and most had already fled. All except one, who had been hit by a falling statue and was lying frightening still, not moving even while being pecked by a flock of perturbed toucans.
Applejack heard Twilight whistle and saw her wave for them to run. Applejack was about to race after them, but looked back at the unconscious pony. She vaguely recognized him, but it was hard to tell from under the blanket of angry birds. She hesitated, then rushed toward him, yelling at the top of her lungs and bucking the birds out of her way. She reached the pony, a unicorn stallion, and grabbed him by the collar with her teeth, dragging him out o
What A Prince Does - Part 11What A Prince Does - Part 114 years ago in Romance More Like This
The next morning she woke up, having mostly forgotten the previous night, and went to breakfast feeling cheerful. She had a lot of bucking to do, but she had agreed to meet with her friends for lunch at Sugarcube Corner, so she at least had something to look forward to.
"Mornin', Blueblood." The stallion was setting the table under Granny Smith's watchful eye. He set down the plate carefully before speaking.
"Good morning to you as well, Miss Applejack. Will you be 'bucking' again today?"
"Yup! Yer more than welcome to join me; Ah'd like to be done with a few rows a'fore lunch." Blueblood nodded eagerly.
"Applejack, y'caught yerself a real prize here." Granny Smith winked at her.
Applejack blushed and looked away. "T t'ain't like that, Granny Smith." She quickly ate her breakfast and rushed out the door, but not before seeing Big Macintosh's disapproving frown and Blueblood's sorrowful eyes...
Applejack slammed her hooves into the tree's rough bark, knocking the apples free into
Overprotective!Canada X Deaf!Reader Ch.1The lights. They're too bright and sudden on your sensitive eyes, and even before you opened them, they burned fiery red against your eyelids. You try to shade yourself with your arm, but seeing that it's connected to an IV drip and other monitors, you settle with closing your eyes halfway. Your other arm feels dead because it's trapped under your side and cocooned in twisted sheets. You hate the feeling of the unfamiliar, thin, and crisp bedsheets on your body and the scent of disinfected..everything. You kick off the sheets halfway and shake your arm that was trapped to get some feeling back.Overprotective!Canada X Deaf!Reader Ch.12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Letting out a quiet snort, you look around the room. 'Hospital room', your brain corrects. You take in the small, closed off room with the thick curtain hanging down, almost brushing the floor. A cold feeling coming from an outside source must be the IV drip, and you touch the needle lightly, wincing. You gaze at the monitor next to the IV stand, a single line going up and down with every second
My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 3Before your fist even made contact with the door, it was pulled open. You looked up to see Sherlock, a small smile on his face. Squealing in delight, you jumped up and wrapped your arms around his neck, lifting your legs up so he was forced to hug you back. He chuckled, spinning you around as he brought you inside the flat.My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
“It’s so good to see you Sherlock!” you say, releasing him from your crushing hug.
He looked at you, beaming now, and said, “And to you, (F/n).”
You rolled your eyes, spinning to see a rather confused looking little man. You ran up to him, peering at him through lowered lashes. “Oh my God….” you whispered, leaning in closer to his adorable face.
“W-what?” he stutters, visibly startling.
“You’re so cute!” you squeal, throwing your arms around him also.
Before he could even react, you leapt off him, grinning wider than a Cheshire cat at his shocked expression.
My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 6You just stood there, glaring daggers. It was all you were capable to do. He hadn’t done this in years, but then you realised that it had in fact been years since you had seen him last. Blinking rapidly, you composed yourself, turning to look at Jim, who looked particularly peeved himself. “If you’ll excuse me, I’m just going to go and powder my nose,” you say, doing your best not to scream.My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
He nodded, his face softening the slightest bit as he went to sit back down. You offered him a smile, only to have it replaced with a snarl as you walked by Sherlock. “Come,” you growled, quite enough that only he could here.
You led him to the bathroom corridors, away from view and out of earshot. After you were confident that you hidden, you grabbed Sherlock by his jacket and slammed him against the wall, your breathing ragged. “What the hell do you think you are doing here?” you asked, anger biting the edges of your words.
Raising an eyebrow
My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 13You stamped up the stairs to the flat, partly in anger but mostly due to the obscene amount of shopping bags that were hanging off your arms. Why? Why was it that every single time you and Jim were about to share any form of intimacy, one of you would have to be called away? It just isn’t fair, you decided, reaching the flat door. Having no available arms to knock, you banged you head against the door, hard, trying to smash the annoyance out of your mind. You grumbled a number of colourful curses under your breath as pain blossomed over your skull, about to kick the door down, when a frustrated looking John opened the door. “Thank God,” he muttered, reaching down to relieve you of some of the weight you were carrying. “You have no idea what he has put me through.”My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 132 years ago in Romance More Like This
Frowning, you strode into the flat with John close behind, the bitter smell of burning matter filling your nose as you did so. In the middle of the living room was a small pile of smouldering ash
My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 2“Ohmygodimsosorryididntseeyou-“you began, trying desperately not to mumble incoherently like you did when you were embarrassed.My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
But you were cut off by a cheerful, Irish accented, “it’s alright, it’s alright no harm done!”
The man was already on his feet, holding his hand out. He stood there, a slight smile on his face. You immediately started to analyse him. His dark eyes watched you with a curiosity that was slightly unnerving, but there was something deep within them that wasn’t quite right. He hadn’t shaved for two days. His suit was exquisite, Westwood judging by the weaving of the material. Whole outfit rounded out with a crisp, white shirt and a complementing black tie with little skulls on it. Right handed at first glance due to the fact that he was holding out his right hand, but upon further analyses it became apparent that he was ambidextrous due to the smudged graphite on the side of his other. He cared abou
My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 9You watched the sleek, black car pull up outside Speedy’s Café, looking very juxtaposed with its extravagance next to the standard appearance of the café. Jim stepped out of the car, dressed in a navy blue pinstriped suit with a tie to match. His face lit up as he saw you, and he skipped over to greet you after dismissing his transport. “I thought I said casual,” you say as he approached you, motioning to his attire. It made you feel a little ridiculous, him dressed in a suit whereas you were in your favourite jeans, black studded Converse and a black tank top.My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 92 years ago in Romance More Like This
“This is casual, blue is considered a casual colour, isn’t it?” he queried, holding his hand out to you.
“It’s just,” you say as you take his hand, “I feel underdressed compared to you. Then again, we’re only going to the café beneath my flat, so perhaps it’s you who is overthinking things.”
He shrugged as he pulled you up. “
Sweden x Shy!Blind!Male!Reader [With You]Sweden x Shy!Blind!Male!Reader [With You]5 months ago in Romance More Like This
My 47th fanfiction! Yaaay!
Sweden x Shy!Blind!Male!Reader
"How long have you been awake, (M/n)?"
Berwald quickly pulled the cup of coffee out of your hands. You struggled to reach it, but his arms were too long for your reach. Setting the cup down on the far side of the table. Holding you closely, he refused to let go until you answered. Sighing, you put your head on his chest.
"F-for the last two days...." You replied, and you could imagine the Swedish man's eyes going wide. But you had a good reason for staying up on coffee, you were just embarrassed to explain it. With a small blush, you felt Berwald's hands touch your face, and his thumb lightly touch your lower eyelid, which was stained a light black from the lack of sleep.
"You know that's not healthy, (M/n). And you need rest if you want your injuries to heal. Caffeine isn't going to help." Berwald said in a stern voice, causing you to shiver a bit from the
Sinnerman (Moriarty x Reader)You have never quite gotten used to the unique ache of high heels, but, like many things, you're leaning to bear them. They clack as you walk down the pavement, and you hope that people walking by you can't tell that they are somewhat hurting your feet. But the lady who sold them to you assured you that you had to break them in, and they would stop pinching.Sinnerman (Moriarty x Reader)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
The receptionist of the hotel barely glances up as you teeter into the lobby, an uncertain smile on your face. He just slides a key across to you and tells you what floor to take; clearly, he has done business with your boss before.
Jim Moriarty is, of course, in one of the nicest suites in the hotel. Not the penthouse (attracts too much attention), but close. He has a taste for both the finer things and anonymity, and they don't come cheap. Your stomach feels fluttery as the mirrored lift sweeps you upwards, and you twirl to make sure you look decent. Aside from a random piece of hair that always seems to flick in the opposite dir