Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 1Five Months LaterHunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 1 in General Fiction More Like This
“AAAH!” A blonde flopped down in a chair beside the startled raven-haired girl.
“Why the hell do you have do that Cindy?” She glared as the blonde just responded with a buck-toothed grin.
“Cause you just looked so relaxed Ruby, I couldn’t resist!” Ruby huffed, rolling her eyes.
“Anyway, so you know how there’s a new shop opening? That band shop?” Cindy may have acted girly but she was also into heavy metal bands and would constantly hunt around for branded products in her spare time, usually dragging Ruby with her.
“Yeah about that, I actually wanted to drop by that second hand place, you know that massive warehouse?”
“You mean the junkyard? Why do you waste your time collecting crap?”
“It’s not crap, just neglected treasure.”
“Sure it is. So you would rather be at the dump then go shopping with me?” The girl sighed frustrated, her sh
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 6By the time Ruby had finished, Cindy got to know a bit about Freddy from his response to certain questions.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 6 in General Fiction More Like This
She walked over, a small grin on her face before kneeling in front of Freddy and installing his new voice box with high quality pieces rather then the cheap crap they originally had in there.
“It’s great to see you two getting along. Alright Freddy, how’s that?” She asked, leaning back as he still had a really bad odour.
“I FEEL FANTASTIC!” He boomed happily, wiggling his ears-until one got stuck but he didn’t care, he was just so happy to have his real voice back! However he looked at Ruby and winced. Her ears were ringing.
“S-Sorry.” He apologised, forgetting Ruby was right there.
“Dang you really weren’t kidding! Can you sing-”
“WELCOME TO FREDDY FAZBEAR’S PIZZERIA, WHERE CHILDREN AND ADULTS COME TO PLAY.” He sang loudly and proudly, despite their neighbour yelling at them to keep it down
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 14So after an intense scare, they started repairing Chica. Now Cindy had already fixed everything external while Chica was unconscious so Ruby just had to fix all the circuitry inside, then Chica would recover and feel a lot better. The sun was just starting to set.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 14 in General Fiction More Like This
Ruby’s eyes widened.
No wonder Chica felt crap,
Because she was FULL of crap. Literally!
She had a large hole on her hip and something had decided to make her inner structure their home. Thankfully it wasn’t still in there, but it looked like an old rat’s nest and it took several hours to properly get everything out, clean it, put it back in and replace whatever that former tenant had chewed through or scratched up.
Cindy looked like she was going to be sick once Ruby quietly whispered in her ear what was wrong
Now she was going to have nightmares.
Ruby even found spare yellow minky laying around from Cindy’s other hobby, making toys, and used it to completely replace all of the old disgusting f
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 34“B-but Ruby said you died!” Cindy’s eyes were wide with shock, thankfully the others hadn’t heard, who knows how they would’ve reacted, then she realised something.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 34 in General Fiction More Like This
“You sang that fucking lullaby to an infant?”
The woman blinked.
A fierce, almost angry breeze blew, sending some debris flying as they flinched. More thunder rumbled through the heavy, dark clouds high above their heads. It was like someone was standing beside them, radiating rage...or misery...but as soon as the breeze came, it went.
Cindy recited it, nearly bursting into tears again, forcing herself to shut her eyes to stop herself from doing so. When she finished and looked up, Opal had an expression of mute horror.
“I....how could she?”
“What do you mean by that? Why would you even care?” She hissed, trying to keep her voice down despite everyone looking at them now.
“The thing is, when I had Ruby, I didn’t have time to
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 11“In that case, we’ll call his sister over and when she shows up, Ruby can go inside and she won’t be able to see you guys, sound cool?” Freddy slowly nodded, not entirely sure what she meant by ‘cool’.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 11 in General Fiction More Like This
“Cool is a hip word for good.”
“Oh, thank you Bonnie.” The bear replied, giving his friend a pat on the back.
“In the meantime, I’ll be fixing Foxy.” Ruby left the Crowbar where it was, just in case something made Foxy have another seizure.
Freddy, however was worried by how quickly that bandage was turning red. He blinked, making a quiet plink noise. Well, at least things were finally starting to calm down.
“WHERE’S MY FACE?!?”
For the most part.
“Don’t you remember? The other Bonnie tore it off.” He sighed, looking over at his own face on the ground and picked it up.
“What has become of us Freddy? What happened to those good old days when we played and laughed with ki
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 29Foxy’s eye rolled up to the sky.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 29 in General Fiction More Like This
“Ye t’ink t’is be a good idea?” He asked Freddy underneath a bulky mass of clothe that served as his ‘disguise’.
“No but we can’t let them go into that place by themselves especially with that Marionette and I can’t fight the feeling something bad’s going to happen.” Freddy whispered back under his own ‘disguise’.
They had basically wrapped themselves up in massive sheets of fabric from Cindy’s ‘yet to be decided’ pile of cloth, though if anyone was close enough they’d easily be able to see their faces and flee.
Luckily, the heavy rain kept everyone off the streets.
“Wha’ ‘bout Bonnie ‘n’ Chica?” The Fox Pirate asked, looking at his old friend with his only working eye.
“They’ll be fine where they are, in case the girl’s come back.” The bear spoke as they continued trudging through the ra
Hunk A Junk: Ask the Crew! Part 1Sailormbmoon walked into the pizzeria, climbing onto the stage as all the animatronics stretched and started moving about.Hunk A Junk: Ask the Crew! Part 1 in General Fiction More Like This
“Hey guys, we got some questions in!”
“LEMME SEE! LEMME SEE!” Chica cried enthusiastically, instantly rushing over and snatching the paper before reading it.
Freddy walked over.
“Well Chica? What are the questions?”
“Zeusthefox asks: I would like to ask them a group question,”
“So it’d be fer all us?” Foxy asked, sitting down on the ledge of Pirate’s cove, swinging his legs.
“Looks like it, anyway, he asks, ‘What would they think of living in a world like Mobious?”
“What’s Mobious?” Bonnie asked, fiddling with his guitar while looking at Sailormbmoon.
“You remember that game I brought in a couple of weeks back with the fast blue hedgehog?”
“Aye, ol’ Foxy reme’bers t’at. Ye alw’ys dr’
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 8“We might still be able to get to them!” Cindy said, standing up. “Ruby, come on we gotta hurry!”Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 8 in General Fiction More Like This
Ruby nodded. “Freddy, stay here, we’ll be back.”
“I don’t think you’ll be there in time.” He said sadly but the two were already off, Cindy shutting the door behind them.
“We’ll be back!”
Freddy sat alone in the dark.
‘It’s not so bad, I guess, almost like being in the old Pizzeria again.’ He sighed. Despite being the band leader, the one everyone looks up to,
He was scared of being alone.
“Is it still open?” Ruby asked as Cindy squinted.
“Yeah but they’re just starting to close! HEY!” She actually leapt out of the car while it was driving and raced up to the guy as he was shutting the door. To make matters more ridiculous, she did a puss in boots slide underneath the door, despite the man having held it open for her.
“Don’t shut yet, we gotta talk
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 10“Well,” Cindy started.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 10 in General Fiction More Like This
“Aw Man!” Bonnie whimpered, staring at his stump. “How am I going to play my Guita-WHERE’S MY GUITAR?!”
“I’m sorry Bonnie, it was destroyed along with your arm.”
Freddy cringed. He knew how much that guitar ment to the bunny, just like how his hat ment to him and Chica her cupcake and Foxy and his-
Ruby ducked back as Foxy had a spasm, swinging his arms and legs about, accidentally slicing her right cheek.
“FOXY! CALM DOWN!” Freddy said, using his loud stage voice.
“Well yelling at him won’t help!” Bonnie cried, starting to panic.
“Stand back, one of his circuits has fried from his initial startup program from the poorly welded on capacitor-”
“HE’S HAVING A SEIZURE BONNIE!”
“Freddy, can you hold his arms together so he doesn’t move? Bonnie, open his back!”
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 7“You see, the child’s name was Ben and he was on a school trip with his class. I believe they were on a ferry or a boat ride. Ben loved boats and ships and he was Foxy’s biggest fan ever since his grandfather introduced him as a toddler.”Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 7 in General Fiction More Like This
“However, there was a group of bigger kids who would pick on Ben and some of his friends. The teacher was busy attending to some of his classmates when one of the bullies picked up Ben and held him over the front of the boat, just to scare him.”
“It was incredibly stupid and heartless to do such a dangerous thing.”
“But, the boat hit a large rough wave that bounced the boat. The bully accidentally dropped Ben into the water and he went underneath....”
“...into the propeller...”
Both of their eyes went wide in horror.
“They were punished but Frank never recovered, he yelled at them, calling them murderers.”
“Frank was a very tall, thick built man, he was also very
1 hetalia Game Night: Monopoly with Russia 43Meanwhile~1 hetalia Game Night: Monopoly with Russia 43 in General Fiction More Like This
[Name] England Let us go!
[England] Not a chance!
[Sam] Let us go or pay the price
[England] Oh and what do you plan on doing? There is nothing you could do that could possible hurt me! women are weak compaired to men you know.
[Sam] Well lets see how how tough you are when we are beating the
[Name] *whispers* diplomancy! fighting solves nothing plus we don't want to mess the future up do we?
[Sam] *whispers back* right
[Name] Could you please let us go England? it's really importained that we
[England] I think not!
[Name] well we tried... SAM PLAN Z!
[Sam] -Name- this is not the time to punch a jug of milk while eating cheerios with orange juice
[Name] Not that plan z sam! the other plan Z!
[Sam] You don't mean-
[England] Plan Z? What is this nonsense?
[Name] We'll never tell. A tee hee hee
[England] *sighs* Well whatever, have a nice time in here ladies *walks toward the door*
[Name] BONZAI!!!!! *tackles England*
[England] GAH! *falls to
Pirate England X Reader part 17He opened his mouth to speak but you didn't allow him to. "If you try to get me to move from this spot ONE MORE FREAKING TIME, I WILL JUMP OF THIS BOAT! do i make myself clear?"Pirate England X Reader part 17 in General Fiction More Like This
"Aw chica, why must you be so cruel? Your beauty is so intoxicating that it's tempting me to get a flavor of your poison."
"what the hell is that suposed to mean!?! you creeper. I feel threatend leave me alone"
"I will drag you with me if I have to!" you made a face. oh hell no was he going to do anything to you!
"OH MY GOD WHATS THAT!" you said and pointed behind him. He turned around you shot up and made a mad dash to the ships railing. You were about there when Antonio turned back and saw you.
"oi! Chica come back here!"
"NEVA!" you said and hopped over the railing and doved into the ocean below. you were under water for a moment and you swam up to the water's surface. you took in a few breaths and looked up at Antonio who was staring down at you. "Ha! i warned you but did you listen? NoOoOo you didn't!" you
RussiaXReader: An odd scenario~written to prove i could make an epic story with a random boring item. Also this is just really random lol~RussiaXReader: An odd scenario in General Fiction More Like This
You peeled the skin from a potato and started to knaw at it. 'needs salt' you thought and pulled the salt shaker out of the cabnet and poured some on the potato. 'much better' you thought in delight. you took your raw potato you were munching on and went back to your computer then it occured to you "my life is so dull" you said aloud in frustration. you looked around on your desk. "paperclips. what can i do with something as boring as... wait a minute!" you opened up your desk drawer and pulled out a large bag of rubberbands and the small container of the remainder of your paperclips and headed to your enemy's house.
You hid in the tree of France's house with all you needed to survive a paper clip and rubber band war with France, paperclips for ammo, rubber bands when you run out of paperclips, potatos if you get hungry, and last but not least a potato cannon if all e
Sea of Time p1 Pirate EnglandXReader"Bored.... Sooooo booorrrred... So bored that I am bored"Sea of Time p1 Pirate EnglandXReader in General Fiction More Like This
"would you shut up! Your so annoying!" exclaimed the captain.
"are you tired of me yet? Because you could just toss me over bored and I just, you know, float to shore or die of boredom. What ever comes first. I'm not picky."
"can't do that love, you're worth far more alive than dead princess"
"Are you sure?"
"of course I am!"
"Have I mentioned I'm not a princess? I think you have the wrong person!"
"no I don't, you are Princess -full name- heir to the crown! But you can only become the ruler of land if you marry. I will marry you and"
"I don't want to get married" you cried "I'm only 16! That's way to young! What do you think this is the 1700's? Oh right... You have the person!" the captain looked at you funny. "look Arthur I"
"that's Captain Kirkland to you!"
"whatever, I DON'T CARE! Anyway I may have the same name as the princess but I'm not her!"
"I don't know what you're trying to pull princess, but it won't fo
Teacher GermanyXReader: Teacher's Pet Part 2"I um well..." you stuttered a moment "erm. what was the question again?" your Mr. Beilschimdt smirked.Teacher GermanyXReader: Teacher's Pet Part 2 in General Fiction More Like This
"what do you think of me?"
"uh... I don't think I understand what your um..." you felt a hand his hand on your shoulder. your face turned pink. "what your trying to ask sir"
"Oh I think you do know -name-" he whispered in your ear. making your pink face turn red. you did your best to hide your face.
"Well um... oh would you look at the time if I don't leave I may miss my bus!" you said making an excuse to leave. It was a well known fact that you LIKED you're teacher Mr. Beilschimdt but you would never say it.
"You seem like your in a hurry -name-"
"no hurry, really I just don't want to miss my bus thats all"
"If you want to continue to 'talk' I could take you home afterward"
"oh no, I couldn't" you said before making your excape out of the classroom. you missed your bus and your phone was dead so you had to walk home. you had two carry two heavy text books and your normal binder. It
Pirate England X Reader part 18It took 3 pirates to get you back on Antonio's ship. 3 because you tried to drowned them and you struggled a lot. you were quit proud that you caused them problems. You missed Capt. Kirkland now and you didn't realized how good you had it with him. Now you were tied to something so you wouldn't jump off the ship again. But hey atleast it was better than being with the two pervs 24/7. However it was kind of hard to breath. They said they would let me free if I changed my mind. If there was anything I was good at it was being stubborn so I should be fine tied up.Pirate England X Reader part 18 in General Fiction More Like This
"Good news chica, we will soon dock at the port town"
"And I should care why?"
"You will get to walk around on land for a while"
"So what if I run away?"
"You won't run away chica, We will have you tied up and walk you around like that to keep you from running away"
"wow are you an idiot? Won't you know make people try to kill you because your a pirate?"
"No because the port town is only known by pirates"
"well this s
Pickup Lines HetaliaXReader 8 AmericaPickup Lines HetaliaXReader 8 in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey good looking!"
"Are you talking to me good sir?"
"Yeah -name- I am talking to you"
"Well don't call me good looking... it's weird."
"Whatever I just wanted to tell you something. It's really important!"
I can't go to the airport anymore. It's too much of a hassle to explain why my abs of steel set off the metal detector."
"arg! stupid bean bag! I can't get up!"
"O hon hon hon hon hon stuck are you?"
"How did you get into my house? Also. Haven't I rejected you enough already? Shoo!"
"Well you are in a, how you say, compromising position right now, no?"
"Try anything and I will kill you to death!"
"I like them feisty!"
" Oh hell na! ARTHUR SAVE ME!"
"Whisk me away from the frog!"
"Alright! Eyebrow powers activate!"
"Damn... I was so close this time! I will not give up though. The ladies love me, especially after my make over!"
You were just chillin' out browsing the internet when suddenly
GermanyXReader Teacher troubles part 12"what is he talking about?"GermanyXReader Teacher troubles part 12 in General Fiction More Like This
"vhy don't you tell her vest, if you don't i vill"
"you vouldn't dare Gilbert!"
"oh vouldn't I?
"Do and i vill personaly hurt you"
"-name-, vest loves"
"Shut up Gilbert"
"He loves" befor Gilbert could say the the last word Ludwig put him in a chokehold which caused him to laugh. "Vell played little bruder, just go a head and get it off your chest I vant to see what her reaction is."
"zhis is not zhe time for it, not yet"
"just tell her"
"I vill then"
"No you vont because I vill"
"zhen do it vest"
you watched as they argued about whatever it they were talking about, something told you it had to do with you. you finally decided to step in. they were battling it out on the floor.
"children please..." you tried to to say with a straight face. "do you need a time out? hm?"
"I bet vest vould, if you get vhat i mean." a light blush dusted your face, you knew exacally what he ment and your thoughts were confirmed by Ludwig's red face and his embarrassed expre
Young reader and the nordics 11You looked at the clock. it was around midnight and you couldn't sleep. Might as well get your revenge on Uncle Mathias. You were sad when shortly after that two hour talk he came back and it turns out he had more information to give you, a whole hour and thirty two minutes more. Ever since then you have been plotting your revenge.Young reader and the nordics 11 in General Fiction More Like This
You snuck into Uncle Mathias's room. he appeared to be fast asleep. you were about to poke his face to make sure he was asleep when he grabbed your wrist before you made contact. You jumped at his sudden movement. He opened one of his eyes and looked at you. A grin spread across his face.
"What brings you here this late at night, -name-?" he asked.
"well um, i wasn't planning to get any kind of revenge or anything. I had a nightmare... yeah a nightmare and i was scared! terrified even!" you lied hoping he would believe you. He pulled on your wrist making you fall on his bed and he pulled you close then wrapped his arms around you. 'well I wasn't p
Pirate EnglandXReader stowaway part 2you made a face. you should have know better than sneaking on the boat from in a barrel. What were you thinking? now you would become stiff around nightfall. oh well. you occassionally peeked out of the barrel to see were the sun was in the sky. You were glad when the sun setted. Soon when you were sure most of the men and captain went to bed and you climbed out of the barrel. The moon was high in the sky. it was a sight to see.Pirate EnglandXReader stowaway part 2 in General Fiction More Like This
you heard footsteps behind you and your body went stiff. you turned around revealing a rugged looking man. "who are you..." he questioned "wait your a woman"
"you don't say" you walked up to him your bodies were pratically touching. "Your not going to tell anyone about me... are you?" you looked at him with pleading eyes
"ehhh well I have to tell the captain... miss" a few tears filled your eyes and he seemed to panic.
"can't you keep me a secret?"
"please!!! I wish not to kill you" you said unsheath your rapier in held it to his throat.
"Okay I can k
Francexreader- Drunk 3FrancexReaderFrancexreader- Drunk 3 in General Fiction More Like This
"None of you fucking business."
He fell to his knees, sobbing like a newborn child.
"PLEASE!! I NEED HER!"
-------Arthur's point of view------
"Piss off." My voice was tight with anger. My fist were clenched and it took all of my will power not to hit him.
Tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes. He glared at me with a ferocity I never thought possible of him.
"You don't understand." His voice was shaking with what sounded like a mixture of anger and sadness.
I scowled, knowing that soon the neighbors would be looking outside, the commotion he was causing was a nuisance.
"Come on in then." I stepped aside to let him in. Francis entered, still glaring at me.
I held up a hand before he could open his mouth.
"I'm not telling you were ______ is."
His face contorted with anger, "WHY?!"
I glared back, "She doesn't want to be the fallback anymore. She's tired of you walking all over her."
AlliesxYurei!ReaderAlliesxYūrei!ReaderAlliesxYurei!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Fight for life.
Yūrei- Yūrei are a type of Japanese ghost, usually female (though males do exist), traditionally shown as wearing all white with long black hair that hangs in front of their face. They are typically bound to specific places or objects, and often have a mission of vengeance.
------England's point of view-------
"You Fucking Wanker." I grumbled at Alfred's back. Tripping on a tree root, I growled out a curse.
"Not my fault the car broke down." He shot a glare at me, the moonlight glinting off his glasses.
"Guys! Fighting fix nothing!" Yao walked next to me, his mouth full of dumplings. The basket in his arms was piled with more.
"Oui." Francis swatted branches out of his way, shrieking when they tangled in his hair.
I glanced at Ivan. The tall Russian was unfazed by the foliage around us. Of course.
Why were we out in the middle of a bloody forest?
Because Alfred just HAD to ride in that crappy
RQ: Father!FrancexCollege student!Father!FrancexCollege student!ReaderRQ: Father!FrancexCollege student! in General Fiction More Like This
:I France is not the reader's dad in this one..... Just letting you know in advance xD
Trudging through the snow, you shivered. It was so frickin' cold.
Stumbling slightly on an unseen obstacle in the snow, you paused to catch your breath.
All around you the streets and sidewalks were covered with snow. Little indentations indicating where people had walked before you. Looking up, you could see the grey-white sky, and indication of more snow to come.
You blinked and looked around. Who had just spoken?
The cry came again, this time quieter, like the yeller had given up slightly. You turned in a circle and spotted the source of the noise.
A little boy stood sobbing in the snow, tears streaming down his bright pink cheeks. Trudging over to him, you bent.
"Are you alright? Did you lose your dad?"
The little boy nodded, wiping
FrancexReader OneshotFrancexReaderFrancexReader Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
The word your family and friends used to describe you was "Introverted"
You were quiet, disliking large crowds and gatherings. You tried to avoid them at all costs. It wasn't that you were very shy, you just liked being alone.
Of course having two older brothers didn't help. Especially when those said brothers were North and South Italy.
Luckily for you, as the personification of Sicily, you stayed on your island and kept to your self.
Or tried to.
"You've, like avoided dese meeting for like YEARS!" Felix, A.K.A. Poland, was yammering in your ear.
"You know I don't like crowds." You sighed into the phone.
"Girl! How are you ever gunna get laid?"
You turned bright red, "That is the least of my concerns!"
"Uh, huh. Right." You could practically see his face, eyebrow raised, eyes half closed and a cat like smirk.
"But seriously _____. De last meeting you vent to vas like, fifty years ago."
You sighed again, knowing that if you refu
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You giggled evilly as you wrote down the last word. This was going to be too much fun. An
Ludwig was such a perfect target. You would have preferred to try this on Gilbert, seeing as he probably would get pissy, but he was out drinking. So, Ludwig it was.
You ran along the silent hallways of his house, giggling madly. Racing up the stairs, you burst into his office. Staring at him, you felt another wave of giggles stirring in your stomach.
The blonde German looked up from his paper work, a scowl forming on his face. You gaze him a dazzling smile and held out the paper.
"Hey Luddy! I was wondering if you could say these for me?"
He took the paper cautiously, and studied it. His eyes narrowed behind his glasses as he got farther down the list. He looked up and pursed his lips.
"I'm not saying zese, ______." He gave you back the paper and you sighed. "Why not?"
"I can't pronounce some of zose."
RQ: Child!RomanoxChild!ReaderRQ: Child!RomanoxChild!ReaderRQ: Child!RomanoxChild!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
You knelt on the hard asphalt, hands pressed against your face. One reason was to hide the flow of tears and another reason, was to protect your face from the stones and sticks being thrown by your tormentors.
Children can be cruel, brutally cruel. And you were experiencing that first hand.
You lowered your hands slightly, glaring with watery eyes at your tormentors. Their faces blurred together, as did their cruel words.
You were only seven, you should be playing with friends, not crying alone.
"LEAVE-A HER ALONE!!!" A voice shouted, startling you. You looked over at your defendant.
It was one of the Italian brothers. The eldest one.
He glared at your assailants, a large stone clutched in one fist. He raised it, still glaring.
"Touch-a her, and I will-a kill you!!"
The other students backed off, muttering under their breath. You ignored them, staring teary-eyed at your savior.
EnglandxReader Pixies and Tea (request)EnglandxReaderEnglandxReader Pixies and Tea (request) in General Fiction More Like This
Pixies and Tea
"Listen Mint Bunny, there has to be a spell I can use to let the others see you." Arthur leaned forward, staring seriously at the small green rabbit.
"You might accidentally kill me, you know your spells go wrong."
"Yes, but maybe--" The British man stopped talking as he saw the rabbit shake it's head.
"I'll pass. It's fine that just you can see me." Mint bunny chirped, Arthur grinned and patted his friends head.
Arthur with the rabbit talked a few minutes longer, He was still a bit disheartened that Mint Bunny was the only one of his friends the other countries couldn't see. It had happened a few months back, Suddenly Alfred could see Unicorn and Francis the faeries, pretty soon all of the other countries could see all of Arthur's friends, except Mint Bunny.
"ARTIE!" He turned and saw ______ Walking into the kitchen. Smiling Arthur ran over sweeping her into a hug.
You smiled at Arthur. He
(2P!EnglandxReader) The Brownie2P!EnglandxReader(2P!EnglandxReader) The Brownie in General Fiction More Like This
For most people cleaning is a job that is preformed quickly. A duty that is a boring necessity. For others, cleaning is a habit, something that is done at the end of every day.
For you, cleaning was nothing, mainly because you never had to. Not anymore.
Not since a Brownie had decided to make it's home in your walls.
At first you had thought that the tiny scratching noises and low chattering in the walls was a mouse. But then you noticed the small changes in your house.
Clothing you had left on the floor was suddenly clean and neatly folded on your dresser. Dishes left in the sink vanished, magically reappearing in their respected cupboards clean and dry. The house was no longer dusty and every room looked as if it had never been touched, much less lived in.
You first had thought that you might be sleep cleaning, it seemed probable and an option not to dismiss. However you soon came to realize that there was some
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This was bad. Very very bad. You bit your bottom lip, wondering what you should do. What could you do? There was no way to prevent it. You could only tell him and hope he wouldn't grow angry.
Sitting down, you looked about the tidy apartment and allowed a small smile grace your lips. It was a nice and cozy home, full of things both you and Francis loved. The smile dropped when you thought of what you had to tell him.
As if your worried thoughts had summoned your fiance, the front door swung open and the tired looking man tromped in. After closing the door and kicking his shoes off, he looked up. A smile that could have lit up the world spread across his face. All exhaustion and weary troubles seemed to lift off him.
He tossed his jacket onto a near by chair and pulled off his throat constricting tie. Walking over to you, he flung himself forward, burying his face in your chest.
"Today 'as been so long wiz out you mo
FrancexReader New look, old FeelingsFrancexReaderFrancexReader New look, old Feelings in General Fiction More Like This
New look, old feelings
It had been at least fifteen years since you had last seen your best friend France. Your countries had been Allies for years. Ever since you had helped him during the Hundred years war.
You smiled slightly, hoping he would be surprised to see how much you had changed.
For countries, fifteen years really didn't gather that many changes. But your country had grown prosperous during those years, making you seem to glow.
France probably looked the same as he always had. You were glad he had invited you over.
"France!!! Francis!" You rang his doorbell, stepping back and glancing around. He had let the rose bushes around the path grow to an immense height.
You heard the click of the door latch and spun around.
" Hello Fra----."
Your jaw dropped. France had not stayed the same. He had changed, BIG TIME.
"Oh Hon Hon Hon, long time, no see ______."
The Frenchman winked, sunlight bouncing of his absurdly long eyel
Dis' Story - Part 39Since receiving the letter, Dis hadn't uttered a word.Dis' Story - Part 39 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She would never speak again.
Not out loud.
The Burglar, who her family had befriended, had already left with Gandalf when she arrived but had promised to return again one day.
(A year or so later, he did, accompanied by Gabdalf and Balin who had fetched him. He was a curious creature called Baggins and he watched her as she walked about her mountain, still dressed in black. He could find no words to say to her. The Wizard had approached Dis, but he could not think what would be appropriate to say either).
So it was with all.
No-one could even think of beginning a conversation with her.
She would only turn and gaze at you with her empty brown eyes.
Those eyes burned through you.
You felt ashamed to be there.
You felt ashamed to be alive and living while her family had died and gone.
It took years to fully restore Erebor.
In that time, Dwarves had arrived from Ered Luin and were happy to be home and rebuild it
Dis' Story - Part 41 (Finale)Dis walked along the path and climbed as high as she dared.Dis' Story - Part 41 (Finale) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When the air was too hard to breathe, she stopped climbing and gave a satisfied sigh, her smile making one last appearance.
The sun was setting in the West, and it was to the West that Dis turned.
The World was at peace now.
Mordor had been beaten, there was a King in Gondor, and Middle-Earth was happy.
But Dis no longer belonged to Middle-Earth. She wasn't wanted here.
She had heard a calling in her sleep.
Her left hand opened. Still shining, was Fili's ring, which Krili had given him.
Fili had wanted it back. She would give it to him.
Tenderly, Dis sat down and leant against the Mountain, feeling her body relax...and her heart...beating....slower...
Each breath she took seemed tired and her eyes began to droop. Her energy was abandoning her for good.
But Dis did not mind.
The burnt orange sky shimmered above h
Dis' Story - Part 28It seemed that when Fili made a promise, he was in no hurry to break it.Dis' Story - Part 28 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
True to his word, Fili oversaw everything his brother did.
He watched his Uncle rock him to sleep and he tried to learn the lullabies too, so that he might sing them.
He always knew when Kili needed to be fed for he would fetch his mother and bring her to the baby.
If Kili was too hot or cold, Fili would undoubtedly be the first to know and respond to his needs.
He seemed to know what Kili liked and didn't like.
For example, Fili had gone to his mother with a very grown-up look on his face. "Mama, I think you should move the cot next to my bed," he said. Both Fili and Kili slept in the nursery. "Why, my pet?" Dis frowned. "Kili doesn't like sleeping on his own. And he likes to be put to bed when the sun is going down and not in the dark because he likes the colours the sun makes. He won't go to sleep in lots of dark. Also, he much prefers having the blue blanket when he goes to sleep rather than the brown bla
Dis' Story - Part 24Fili was pulled into one of the small hollows in the cliff sides and Dis collapsed beside him, sobbing.Dis' Story - Part 24 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Young Fili did not now what to do. But he was an intelligent Dwarfling and knew that his mother was in pain. He had been told that when his mother was carrying a baby in her tummy, she was delicate.
So he put a tiny hand on his mother's large tummy where his unborn brother or sister was still trying to grow.
"Baby doesn't like it when you worry," he told her. "Baby says you should give me a cuddle to make you feel better,"
Dis couldn't help herself and smiled.
"Did Baby say that?"
Fili nodded. "Yep. Baby said that, probably, it will make you feel 376 times better,"
"376 times? Well, I could certainly do with that. And we don't want to make Baby cross," So Dis hugged Fili tightly.
Apparently, 'Baby' was right: she did feel better. Maybe not 376 times but...
Suddenly there came another howl. Dis did not feel better now. Clearly the Orcs which had come to t
Dis' Story - Part 13Since that day, there were great changes.Dis' Story - Part 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Dwarves received yet another new King.
After the meeting with the Dwarf Lords, it was decided that Thrain be declared dead as there had been no sign or word from him for years and his companions spoke gravely of their journey.
Thorin Oakenshield was presented before the Dwarves and anointed as Thorin II Oakenshield, King in Exile.
Dis and Krili were proud of him.
However, Dis was noticing a slight change in her brother.
His smile did not appear quite as often and his eyes looked darker and full of deep emotion. Like Dis herself, Thorin's past miseries and heartbreaks had been slowly shaping him, like clay on a potter's wheel, and he was no longer as cheerful as he had been in his younger days.
The heavy-burdened Dwarf King was even thought to be cold, proud, grim, and miserable by those who did not know him, such as the traders. But the Dwarves of Ered Luin knew better than that. He was not to blame for his, seemingly, uncaring nature.
Dis' Story - Part 26Dis had cried throughout the birth.Dis' Story - Part 26 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Some were tears of pain from the childbirth. Most were tears of grief because of her broken heart.
Krili was dead.
During the birth, Dis' life had drifted past her.
She remembered meeting him for the first time...by the stream at Erebor before the Dragon came. For 12 years she had not seen him. Then she met him again by the river at Ered Luin. He had grown, become a lion, a lord, a lover...
Dis had fought beside him during the wars and they had both lost family. She had been courting him when her father went missing and she had relied on him then. He proposed to her (in a roundabout way) under the Willow Tree during the falls of Autumn. They had been married. She had then given him a son. A wonderful boy who looked just like him. A tiny Lion Cub. Together, they had lost a child...would they lose another?
But he was gone now.
Her dream of returning home with her husband had died alongside him.
She barely noticed the Dwarf who came up to her. "My Lady,
Dis' Story - Part 23Fire.Dis' Story - Part 23 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
An element that kills, is unpredictable, strikes fear into the wildest of animals, exposes our weaknesses and destroys all.
Yet we need it.
Fire is needed for warmth and for cooking and for melting down the materials we need to create and build.
But fire is quick.
Turn your back for a second, and your life is changed forever.
Fire burned everywhere. Every tree was withering, every building was scorched and there was Ds, in the middle, completely overwhelmed. The screams and shouts of other Dwarves were deafening. She almost couldn't hear a tiny voice next to her.
"Mama! Mama!" It was Fili. He looked concerned. Dis blinked.
She had to wake up. Smaug would not have the satisfaction again!
But she didn't wake up.
With a jolt she realised!
She wasn't in her dream. She was awake!
This wasn't Erebor. This was Ered Luin!
She wasn't watching a dragon take her home.
She was watching Orcs attack her people!
A cold, freezing horror gripped her and she clut
Dis' Story - Part 21Thorin had been having a stressful day with meetings and councils and the reports of Orcs.Dis' Story - Part 21 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He had also been worrying about Dis.
It wasn't that 2 year old Fili was too much of a handful, it was because his sister had found out she had been expecting another baby.
But this time, Dis had had it rough.
Most days she had woken and felt so sick she could barely move.
Thorin and Krili knew something was not right. A doctor came and agreed that something was wrong.
Then, quite recently, Dis lost the baby.
The miscarriage had shaken them all.
It reminded them that not all new life would be as healthy and perfect as Fili.
Poor Dis and felt awful.
She couldn't help thinking she was to blame and she wept bitterly.
She thought she would never be able to bear another child ever again and her young, beautiful infant boy would be an only child, as so many Dwarves were.
Fili hadn't known about the pregnancy - he wouldn't have understood.
But Dis, Krili, a
Dis' Story - Part 38The Lonely Mountain was expensive, they said.Dis' Story - Part 38 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For the Dwarves to return, a price there was.
The cost of Erebor was three Royal lives...and in the year 2941 of the Third Age, that was the price that had been paid.
Now Dis could finally return to the Mountain where she had lived for the first 10 years of her life with no fear of any dragons.
It should have been a happy occasion...
The victorious Dwarves saw her coming from afar, across the Desolation of Smaug.
She was alone.
Arrayed in black mourning garments, Dis, and the pony that bore her, were returning to the Mountain like a lonely droplet of shadow.
A black hood covered her face and Balin saw nothing of her until she dismounted before the gates of Erebor.
It was not the glorious return she had longed for all those years.
"Lady Dis? There are no words to express our sorrow," Balin had said, struggling against the onslaught of his own tears.
Dis saw the rest of the surviving company who had gone with Thorin through pain an
Dis' Story - Part 17The fire gave one last pop and died down into embers, faintly glowing among the coals.Dis' Story - Part 17 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The room was entirely silent.
The sudden squeak of the door opening jolted Thorin and Krili awake and they leapt to their feet, synchronised perfectly.
A nurse stood before them, eyes shining and with a mouth that could not shake the smile from its lips.
"My Lords!" The nurse breathed. "Lord Thorin, Lord Krili! May Mahal beam upon this day and on his people and let his mighty hammer ring in all the smithies of Middle-Earth!" The nurse bowed low to the ground. "Congratulations and good health to you both! Rejoice and cheer, for Lady Dis has brought forth a boy. A son has been born this night, on the eve of Durin's Day!"
Thorin and Krili were motionless and they dared not do anything.
Finally, Krili succeeded in forming words. "Tell me, please," he said, trying not to gulp for air, "In what state is my wife, the Lady Dis, daughter of Thrain?"
The nurse stood up and replied, "Lady Dis, T
El JuegoBenjamín no es una persona que muestre sus virtudes de forma fácil o casual. Es un hecho por todos sabido que mientras menos sepan de él, más tranquilo está, por lo mismo para Martín fue toda una sorpresa que, a pito de nada, su hermanito le hiciese un ofrecimiento como este.El Juego in Fan Fiction More Like This
¿Por qué me miras así? La extrañeza en su rostro es para enmarcarla, sólo te dije que quiero que me escuches tocar la guitarra.
No seas exagerado replica Martín ofendido. No te miro de ninguna manera particular
Lo que sea la corta paciencia de Benjamín se acaba .Si quieres venir, bien, sino tú te lo pierdes amenaza avanzando hacia su habitación, dejando tras sus pasos la invitación dispuesta para Martín, quien no desaprovecha la oportunidad de ver satisfecha su curiosidad.
Avanzan hacia el mítico cuarto del fondo del patio, ese que siempre está cerrado con un ca
Latin Hetalia Gakuen ArgXChi No sé ni qué hago acá contigo, rucio idiota Manuel se permite un gesto desdeñoso hacia Hernández, el que no le da acuse de recibo a sus palabras desagradables.Latin Hetalia Gakuen ArgXChi in Fan Fiction More Like This
Callate boludo ¿O querés que Kirkland nos joda haciéndonos limpiar sus bordados otra vez?
La simple (y fleta) idea de volver a lavar a mano esos bordados como viejas del campo le hizo cerrar la boca de inmediato, volviéndose otra vez el muchacho obediente y quieto que todos los mayores suelen halagar, ese niño "serio y educadito", como solían llamarle.
Puta, igual no estamos haciendo algo por lo cual no merezcamos lavarle a Honda sus hakamas a mano...
¿Por qué dejó que Martín lo metiera en esto, para comenzar? Si, cuando Martín lo dijo como una idea sonó bastante beneficioso para sus propósitos ulteriores, sin embargo, al notar el gozo en los ojos verdes, empezó a preguntarse sino estaban yendo un
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El sol brilla en Punta del Este. Arrebatado por el precioso día que corre, Luciano va por la playa a sus anchas bajo la atenta mirada de Sebastián quien, a la sazón, lee un libro sentado en una silla de playa cubierto por un enorme quitasol verde.
¡Eh! ¡Ven aquí! grita el brasileño, moviéndole la mano. Sebastián sólo sonríe, indicándole así que no se meterá al agua ni de broma. Tras un rato el hombre desiste y se reúne con dos niños para ayudarlos construir un castillo de arena.
¡Es tan infantil! A veces creo que más que un hermano soy una niñera se dice, intentando retornar al libro. Sin embargo las palabras se deshacen frente a sus ojos, sus pensamientos están ocupados en otros menesteres. Está preocupado por Martín y su casi insano amor por ese chilenito con genio de mierda, un amor que es intenso y persistente,
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La noche del 19 y la madrugada del 20 de diciembre fue memorable, no sólo para Arthur sino que también la Nación Argentina y sobretodo, para su Pueblo.
La gente se mantuvo en pie desde sus corazones llenos de fuerza, deseosos de recuperar lo perdido, los sueños y anhelos de toda una vida y varias generaciones. Las mentiras se deshicieron como polvo en el aire y las vendas de los ojos estaban comenzando a caer tras muchos años en solo algunas horas de esa húmeda madrugada.
Convocados por una fuerza invisible, cuyos pasos redoblaban en las superficies plateadas de los cucharones siguiendo la suave marcha de los latidos del nuevo corazon de Martín Hernández, la gente salió espontáneamente con una sola voz, demostrándole a sus gobernantes y al planeta entero (que a los pocos minutos se enteró de aquel singular fenómeno nunca antes visto en toda América del Sur) que nunca fuero
Un tango Ingles: I.Caras...Capítulo I:Caras...Un tango Ingles: I.Caras... in Fan Fiction More Like This
La debacle de Argentina era inminente. En los albores del nuevo y famoso milenio, envueltos en medio de un caos que, creía, acabaría con las redes informáticas y con las influencias norteamericanas a flor de piel en casi todo el planeta, Martín se debatía entre la desolación de sus hijos y las promesas de sus jefes, hijos suyos también.
Miró hacia la ventana dentro de su despacho en la Casa Rosada, mientras terminaba el último cigarrillo del tercer paquete que nervioso había fumado en menos de medio día. Desde hacía meses estaba así. Se acercaba fin de año, el siglo XXI estaba por empezar y él ya no sabía dónde tenía los pies puestos; solo flotaba atrapado entre una tristeza profunda y la convicción de caminar el mejor sendero posible para su pueblo.
Pero la realidad era que al salir sólo había caras tan tristes como en los silenciosos a
Un tango Ingles:VIII ...InglesCapítulo VIII. ...Inglés.Un tango Ingles:VIII ...Ingles in General Fiction More Like This
Al encender las luces, Arthur notó que el departamento estaba impecable, como si lo hubieran usado el día anterior. Muebles antiguos de maderas oscuras y firmes, brocados de principios de siglo en los pórticos y ventanas combinaban perfectamente en la pequeña sala con el paisaje exterior. Martín abrió las ventanas y la música se escuchó clara.
Todo San Telmo se ve desde esta cúpula, vení lo tomó de la mano, poniéndolo frente a la ventana y haciéndole notar que desde esa altura no sólo la música llegaba perfectamente, sino que veían a lo lejos el río, Puerto Madero y sus torres luminosas, es la vista más hermosa de esta ciudad... y al hacerlo girar veía toda la infinidad de edificios que se perdían en la noche del otro lado, y más allá. Es lindo, ¿no? Estuve muchos años acá, amando
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Manuel no se lleva bien con su hermano, historia conocida: Ambos se quieren muchísimo pero nunca se lo demuestran, historia casi olvidada.
Así que Manuel se sorprendió mucho al ver a Miguel en su fiesta de cumpleaños, ese doce de Febrero.
¿Qué haces acá? la pregunta suena más agresiva de lo que es.
Vengo a verte. Tu regalo responde más ofendido de lo que se siente.
Manuel toma el pequeño paquete, confundido y lo hace pasar. Adentro la fiesta se ve animada, con muchos de los hermanos bebiendo o gritando bromas de un lado a otro de la sala, Luciano sacudiendo las caderas solo en medio del bullicio con una enorme sonrisa juguetona.
Está como entretenido comenta Miguel a nadie en particular.
Ya sabes, llega el brasileño y acá se vuelven changos.
Hablas tan raro ¿Algún día aprenderás a pronunciar correctamente?
Kiss Meme.06Línea de VidaKiss Meme.06 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Martín ignoró a Manuel y se fue derecho al patio. Sólo quería calmar su agitación tras el encuentro con Luciano.
Manuel le siguió con rapidez, creyéndole aún molesto con él.
¿Estás enojado aún? inquirió el chileno con una voz juguetona, Pero Martín no estaba para eso.
¿Qué te pasa? ¿Te vas a ofender porque hablo con esos hermanos a los que no veo nunca?
Callate Manuel, quiero estar solo un momento Benjamín se quedó confuso, pero no por mucho.
Se puso frente a Martín y con un gesto seguro acercó su boca al cuello del otro, llenándose con el aroma salado del mar y el mate.
No necesito hablar para darte a entender lo que quiero señaló con rudeza y tras ello, lamió largamente su piel, sintiendo el rugir de ese corazón en sus venas, las líneas de su vida só
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Luciano toma de pronto a Daniel por un brazo, lo deja con la Vene y se aleja de la "pista" de baile con tanta naturalidad que nadie lo nota.
Ha visto cómo Martín se mete en el despacho de Manuel, con una cara de perros que mataría gente. Obviamente notó que Chile no le ha dado pelota al argentino en toda la noche, a pesar de que fue él quién organizó la fiesta.
Andate, boludo. Dejame solo intenta espantarlo. Luciano sabe que Martín está más enojado que triste.
Tú no quieres que me vaya señala con seguridad, la misma con que sus manos grandes y morenas toman posesión de las caderas de Martín. Aún enfadado luces bien.
Cortala Martín no lo mira, esforzándose para que no se le suban los colores. Luciano sonríe ante ese pudor.
Te ves mejor cuando estás sonriendo la cadencia de su voz le recuerda a Mart
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- Ok, Benjamín Manuel, cálmate, Daniel no entendió nada porque no dijiste nada le declara a su reflejo, el flequillo mojado cayéndole sobre los ojos castaños. Ahora sal y vuelve a la fiesta.
Tras abandonar el baño y soltarse la coleta (porque está haciendo frío) Manuel decide que lo mejor es fumarse un pucho en el patio. Sabe que se encuentra en falta, a juzgar por cómo Martín le mira, pero ha decidido evadirlo por ahora. Saca el cigarrillo de la caja y juega con él, mirando la luna menguante a través de los pocos espacios que el parrón ha dejado sin hojas. No, no es que esté enojado, es que tiene planes
Tan ensimismado está en sus "planes" que no se da cuenta de cómo Sebastián camina hasta ponerse frente a él.
- Hola Sebas ¿Falta algo? pregunta alegremente. Uruguay le cierra el paso, poniendo la diestra justo al lado de su cabeza, con una
FormToo wideForm in Free Verse More Like This
I wish....I wish you'd look at me.I wish.... in Free Verse More Like This
I wish you'd stare.
I wish you'd see my tired eyes,
And my uncombed hair.
I wish you'd cringe,
I wish you'd scowl,
At my sight, which is so foul.
I wish you'd spit in my face,
And laugh at my tears.
I wish you'd make fun
of all of my fears.
I wish you would tell me I’m ugly
and a lie....
though I still don't want to say goodbye
I wish you could see all of my scars
for there are as many as the night stars.
I wish you could view the pain
I wish that i wouldn't stumble so much when i walk.
I wish i would never fall
And leave bruises on my body
"Everyone makes mistakes" they say, and
"Nobody's perfect" and
"You have to forgive yourself" and
I wish I could be worthy of you.
I wish I could for once smile at my reflection
I wish I...
didn't start every sentence with 'I'
What do you wish?
Be Quiet..It starts quietly.Be Quiet.. in Free Verse More Like This
The authoritative says only a few words
and it starts quietly.
All is kept busy
second by small second
a quiet one
and the silence,
soon it's short-lived
Another whisper joins the first
and then a
Bury ItBury it deep,Bury It in Free Verse More Like This
deep down inside.
Bury it where,
no one can find.
Lock it in a chest,
and seal it tight.
No one will know,
the secrets you hide...
To Be a....(read description)Wouldn't be niceTo Be a....(read description) in Free Verse More Like This
to be who you aren't?
To have no worries
To be a cat.
Nap all day,
Play all night,
grow fat on cans,
and chasing after birds
in the sky?
To be a dog.
to chase your tail mindlessly,
to chase after rubber toys,
and bark at squirrels
To be a fish.
To swim in circles,
Yeah, it would be pretty easy...to do that
all the rest of your life?
Apple PieLaid out as far as I can see.Apple Pie in Free Verse More Like This
is a table of pies, all in front of me.
At first, i'm not really tempted to try
Until a particular one catches my eye.
Sitting in the far corner
all by itself
As sad as can be,
I knew, this was the one for me.
My stomach starts to grumble
and I can no longer resist.
I cut a slice
and have a taste,
Food to good,
to possibly waste.
It's warm and gooey,
sweet to my tongue,
sweet to my Heart.
But before i can cut myself another piece,
Stress...Stopping with only seconds to spare,Stress... in Free Verse More Like This
to catch my breath and pull back my hair.
what the day has in store.
Have to keep working
to settle the score.
Not enough time in the day for me.
Too much to do,
Couldn't possibly flee.
YouI know this is wrongYou in Free Verse More Like This
and if You're reading this,
You probably think I'm crazy.
But I can't help my feelings.
Are they just feelings?
I never heard your laugh before,
But it plays over in my mind continuously.
And your face,
it smiles at me throughout the day and the dark cold night.
it used to smile.
Why can't I STOP!?
I cry under my sheets.
and turn up my music box to drown out the pain
or strengthen it,
I had dreams
and (ugh! should I even be writing this?!)
you were in them.
we were in them (why am I writing this?...publicly)
You know I'm crazy
I probably am.
So I just write Words to pass the time.
Wondering if dreams are real or just illusions.
Life's to short for frowningHey guysLife's to short for frowning in Free Verse More Like This
is anyone feelin sad?
depressed or down?
Anyone ever feel like
they'd keep livin with a frown?
Well it's easy to say
"Cheer Up! Be happy!"
but words are just words.
And actions speak louder!
So i'll write you this poem
and hug you tight.
Reminding you that everything will be alright!
Keeping u warm.
And showin u love.
Life is too short to for crying
Life is too short for sighing.
is that a smile i see?
just a reminder of how happy
you make me.
Definition: LoveI asked myself what Love was once or twice before.Definition: Love in Free Verse More Like This
And thought I knew everything about it.
"Love," I answered "is the force that pulls the world together and makes it spin."
I was right.
But knew so little.
You couldn't blame me I guess,
I was so small.
And then I found it.
Well, I guess you could say it found me.
"Hello," Love says.
"Hello?" he repeats.
"Uh...hi," I say.
"I'm not here to make the world spin, or to pull it together.
I'm here to grab you by the feet and hold you upside down"
I give him a puzzled look.
I was confused.
I heard of Him doing this to decent people before.
We stare at each other for awhile then he walks up face-to-face with me.
and hugs me.
I'm a little overwhelmed at first.
He's so big.
But soon I’m lost in His shirt.
I take a deep breath and smell His sweet scent and feel it fill my body
down to my toes.
He holds me tighter
and I'm dazed.
I can't think of anything else from then on.
He runs His fingers through m
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 27'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 27 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 27---
With the fall of Trost, the front line receded to Wall Rose, where the remnant forces saw to their injuries and tensely awaited orders. When the surviving cadets of the 104th Training Division finally ascended the wall and were cleared to enter Rose, their superiors reacted with surprise. Everyone had all believed that the majority of their newest recruits had been killed in the initial attack. But no, a modest handful of them had made it to safety against all possible odds.
Truth be told, most of them were mistaken for half-dead. All of them were drained, pale, and shocked to the core, as though they had just combed their way through a living hell. The veteran members of the Garrison looked upon them with varying expressions of weariness, pity, and contempt.
Christa Renz, having heard the news of their return, ran as fast as her legs could carry her to the Wall. Ymir was at her heels, looking rather annoyed.
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---'Just Be': Part 5--
You were the last to return to the barracks that night, fresh from a long soak in the baths, a towel draped around your neck. The nerves had been left frayed so thin after your earlier encounter with Jean were finally starting to unwind. As you quietly meandered your way up the path leading to the women's dormitories, you distractedly lifted a hand to comb your fingers through the damp locks of your hair.
A familiar tugging sensation against your scalp sparked the memory of Jean's savage grin. Your eyes widened. As you abruptly held your breath, you had a brief vision of his sharp amber eyes staring into yours, a lock of your hair wound around his finger. (Much like the way a certain brat had pulled at your braids during your childhood so long ago, you realized.) His face had been so close, that you felt the warmth of his breath brushing lightly against your cheek.
It was the chill of night, running across your face and through your damp hair, that reminded
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 24'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 24 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 24---
This was exactly what he had been afraid of.
No. All things considering, it was even worse.
This was why Jean had never wanted to be a leader in the first place. In spite of his lack of confidence, the Cadets had all trusted his judgment with their lives, and he had done his absolute best not to fail them. To know that even a small handful of comrades had wound up dead or devoured under his command... well, the thought was enough to leave Jean paralyzed with guilt. Even more harrowing was the fact that he had used the deaths of his comrades as a cover for their escape. It made him feel as though their blood was on his hands, staining them beyond recognition.
...But to think... that he had made the conscious decision to use you of all people as a distraction... that alone was unforgivable.
A more callous and more experienced soldier would have called it a matter of practicality. In order to achieve the greater g
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 4'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 4 in Romance More Like This
----'Just Be': Part 4---
Marco's observations were correct. You really did go out of your way to keep everyone else at arm's length. Perhaps it was partly a result of your encounter of Jean Kirschtein right at the start of Day One, but before you knew it, your reputation of being disconcertingly aloof and distant had been set in motion. A good day or two had passed since you sent Kirschtein to the ground with a foot to the knee - aaaaand... that instance alone pretty much summed up your entire share of consequential human interaction for that period of time.
Go you, Miss Popularity.
It wasn't as though you were outright hostile to anyone (that wasn't Kirschtein). You had exchanged names and words with a small handful of other trainees - just enough to know who was who, and to keep track of the competition. But other than that, you kept to yourself. Mingling with your fellow students wasn't your thing. You weren't a part of any social group, and though other trainees would oc
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 10'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 10 in Romance More Like This
[minor nudity and language. ...8D]
---'Just Be': Part 10---
Eren Jaeger was dripping from head to toe with bathwater, donning nothing but a towel around his waist as he hurried in frantic pace through the hallways of the bath house. In tow behind him was Armin Arlert, who looked just as bewildered (and red-faced) as he was. And trying desperately not to drop his towel.
"Oi. You guys!" he said loudly, demanding attention. "I heard Connie freaking out in the changing rooms just now - and was that [First] wandering around in here?!"
With footsteps that squelched with water and left shining puddles on the steam-slicked tiles, he approached the crowd of men that were, for some bizarre reason, packed tightly in front of the laundry room door.
" Guys? ..." Eren stared at them, dumbstruck. "What the hell are you all doing here? Gathered around like this... the fuck is going on?"
None of them answered. Once Eren took the time to visually survey the situation, he immediatel
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---'Just Be': Part 7---
---Year 850 --- 2 Years After Enlistment --- 5 Years After the Fall of Wall Maria ---
"MOVE THOSE ROTTING LEGS, YOU MISERABLE DOGS!" The roar of Keith Shadis shattered the tranquility of the forest, like thunder in the pouring rain.
[Songstamp: DOA - Shingeki no Kyoujin OST]
The water-soaked ground was hammered into mud by a stampede of footfalls, all belonging to the 104th Trainees Division. Mounted on horseback, a cloaked Shadis herded his charges relentlessly through the torrential rainstorm, his demonic eyes scourging the crowd for anyone who wasn't pulling their weight.
The trainees, wearing hooded cloaks and bearing heavy supply packs, were all soaked head to boot as they sprinted through the watery onslaught, barely able to see beyond their noses. At every pumping step, their legs sloshed with rainwater and mud. Rivulets of water mixed wi
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[Warning for mild suggestive themes 8D]
---'Just Be': Part 11 ---
The wind was a deep rumble in the crisp afternoon air, sending smoke-coloured clouds rolling across the sky like a breathing, shifting canvas. Filling the ambiance was the mild buzz of rain, as a light shower descended upon the outpost in gentle, noisy cascades. Nature and civilization alike gleamed under the rainfall, with cool droplets of water dripping steadily from leaves, rooftop edges, window panes... and wandering trainees caught in the torrent.
Avoiding the brunt of the rain, Marco and Jean had managed to find shelter inside the covered deck of their dormitory building, which by chance also afforded them a suitable amount of privacy for the discussion that was about to take place. With the exam period steadily reaching its end, most of the trainees, the two men included, were out of uniform. It could be said that a good number of them were enjoying an afternoon of leisure, especially following an entire month
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'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 25'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 25 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 25---
The surviving Cadets settled in to rest up and tend to their wounds. All of them removed their 3D Maneuvering Gear and set it to the side for the time being, yours included among them. It was both a relief and a source of nervousness - taking off the gear left you a little less burdened, but you felt naked and vulnerable without your best advantage against the Titans.
Not that you had to worry about Titans breaking into this part of the castle any time soon. With the Rogue Titan on the warpath outside, that bought some time for you and the others to determine the next course of action.
Survival, of course, remained at the very top of the list. All the while, you tried not to think about the ones who hadn't been able to make it this far. So many dead, so quickly...
"Jean. Connie. How is the situation looking right now?" Marco asked.
"Amazingly enough, Armin's idea is getting along without a single hitch," Connie r
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---'Just Be': Part 8 ---
A beaming Marco was there to congratulate you at the firing range, approaching you with a newly-polished flintlock rifle slung on his shoulder. "You did it, [First]! You were absolutely brilliant in that last exam! Where the class ranking is concerned, I'd say that you're at least on par with Connie and Sasha for eighth place!"
And as you recalled, that was directly below Marco and Jean, both of whom were currently dueling it out for fifth, and sixth. Possibly seventh, as well. Darkhorse Eren Jaeger was starting to become a major factor of unpredictability in the placement competition, much to Jean's chagrin.
Sitting on a wooden bench, wrapping up your wrist in bandages, you tilted your head upwards and flashed a grin at Marco.
"Oh please, it's still up in the air," you waved off his compliment stubbornly, though not before you blushed with pride. "Connie is fast. That makes him as tough-as-nails to follow, eve
Polvo en el VientoIPolvo en el Viento in Drama More Like This
Se queda quieto, estático, y sin la más mínima expresión en su cara. La lluvia cae con violencia en la calle, en la acera, y se pregunta cómo no fue capaz de predecir que llovería, o preocuparse si quiera de mirar el tiempo en la televisión. La oficina ya estaba cerrada, su llave revoloteó en su bolsillo, pero no quiso volver por un paraguas. Además, su vehículo no estaba a diez cuadras de distancia. No era tan terrible permanecer cinco minutos seguidos bajo la lluvia.
Caminó, entonces, en el único deseo de llegar a su auto, subirse y partir a casa. Buenos Aires no es una ciudad que alentara a la gente a recorrer sus calles con forma de tablero de ajedrez. No cuando tiene la mente tan ida, al menos. No ese día, a esa hora.
No esa noche.
Cuando divisa a unos metros, a través del parabrisas, su casa, sonríe con amargura. Una sonrisa no esperada, desconocida. Se baja de su vehículo, entra, y el eterno silencio lo envuelve de nuevo, como nunca, como siempre. La clásica soledad, lo
Mi HistoriaEllos merodeaban por nuestras tierras como lobos hambrientos, destruyéndolo todo a su paso. Cada uno traía en sus manos armas que escupían fuego y trueno, humillando a nuestros arcos y flechas y demás armas de algodón. Su piel parecía de metal, uno extraño. Sus cabezas cubiertas por cascos de plomo se burlaban de nuestros ataques de madera. Gente yendo y viniendo, capturas, mano de obra. Construyeron casas de piedra, establecieron jerarquías sociales, despertaron el interés de mi pueblo por un extraño metal amarillo que ellos llamaban oro. Los tomaban, se los llevaban y no los volvíamos a ver jamás. Escuchaba a menudo comentarios sobre mi gente, que se encontraba en ríos buscando pepitas amarillas entre las tierras del fondo del agua. Día y noche escuchando el llanto de madres desesperadas por la idea de no volver a ver a sus hijos jamás, sumiéndose poco a poco en la realidad de que ya no estábamosMi Historia in Romance More Like This
No es que lo QuieraNo es que se trate de celos cuando Martín coquetea con Uruguay o con quién sea. Ni de que de la mismísima nada se le salgan gruñidos inconscientes cuando lo ve sonreírle a cualquier persona. No se trata de un confuso sentimiento abrumador que le carcome el pecho cuando los ojos dedican la mirada por el cuerpo de Hernández entrelazado tan íntimamente con esa chica mientras baila tango; ni de un deseo enloquecedor por llevársela hacia las afueras del lugar jalándola del pelo y enseñarle al maldito argento que con Chile no se juega, y menos de ese modo.No es que lo Quiera in Romance More Like This
No es que sienta náuseas de saberse temeroso por perder lo que tanto anhela cuando ve que Martín está hablando con Paraguay sobre mate, o con Uruguay sobre tangos. Ni con Francia sobre quién sabe qué cosa. Ni mucho menos con Inglaterra mientras pareciera encogerse por el mundo cuando Argentina, sometido a la inconsciencia que el alcohol del whiskey significa, le regala miradas odiosas y llenas de picardía.
No es que deteste que Martín lo i
Falsa Traicion. Cap 6: Un deseo egoistaNo podía creerlo. ¡Es que simplemente no podía ser!Falsa Traicion. Cap 6: Un deseo egoista in Drama More Like This
Era imposible concebir la idea de que se le hubiese rebelado de esa forma. Ir en contra del Imperio Británico no era algo de lo que pudieras salir ileso.
Ahora, la idea de tenerlo consigo se le iba de las manos, se alejaba cada vez más de su realidad ¡no iba a permitir que ese deseo siguiera siendo simplemente deseo!
Cuando salió de la habitación de Manuel y bajó las escaleras se apegó al muro. Suspiró con pesadez. Definitivamente no le gustaba perder, menos si se trataba de algo tan importante como tener a Chile en su cama por lo menos una vez en su vida. Tenía que hacer algo. Quedarse de brazos cruzados no estaba en sus planes.
Golpeó la pared con sus puños hecho una furia, rechinó los dientes y se martirizó, pensando que en esa situación no podría ser posible
No podía dejar que Chile se alejara de él m
Falsa Traicion. Cap 1: La noticia, los recuerdosAño 1980, Santiago, Chile.Falsa Traicion. Cap 1: La noticia, los recuerdos in Drama More Like This
El sol de la mañana atravesó su ventana chocando con violencia contra sus ojos, asesinando el sueño tranquilo que le quitaba esa preocupación y la angustia por la situación de su gente.
Se levantó y duchó, siendo apurado por los jefes de las fuerzas armadas, que no paraban de golpearle la puerta produciéndole un horrible dolor de cabeza para empezar otro monótono y triste día en la vida del chileno.
¡Ya voy! Gritó exasperado, colocándose rápidamente su uniforme militar característico de su gobierno y salió, mostrándose claramente agotado, cansado.
El jefe de la Aviación pareció irse, pero no se escucharon los sonidos de pasos característicos de las botas militares al pisar el suelo cerámico de La Moneda.
González abrió la puerta y, sorprendido, se quedó quieto al ver la figura del jefe frente a él, mir&
EstacionesOtoñoEstaciones in Romance More Like This
Las hojas secas caen frente y detrás de él mientras camina, y sus pies las van pisando conforme el viento débil de aquella tarde las va dejando en el suelo. Ama ese sonido resquebrajado que las hojas otoñales le prestan a sus oídos, y esa sensación de dureza superficial que bajo las plantas de sus pies intenta resistirse a sonar. El suelo se tiñe de hermosos colores cálidos, los tejados de las casas tienen pigmentos marrones y amarillos por todos lados. La gente camina a su alrededor y él parece ser uno más entre ellos, pasando desapercibido entre su pueblo. No puede determinarse si quien va caminando al compás de las hojas tocando el suelo es una nación hecha y derecha, o un ser andante más entre todos ellos.
No se sabe si la cabeza marrón que agita los cabellos castaños es el norte árido, o simplemente es un conjunto de hebras brillantes y finas. El sol las ilumina, ese q
Falsa Traicion. Cap 10: Traicion y DeseoDos de Abril susurró en plena mañana frente al calendario que tenía colgando de una de las paredes de su habitación dos de abril de 1982 y parece que fuera ayer cuando era libre, feliz verlo sin que nadie ande jodiéndote con ironías macabras.Falsa Traicion. Cap 10: Traicion y Deseo in Drama More Like This
Sonrió apesadumbrado. Sus ojos se desviaron de las hojas con números y se fijaron en el espejo pequeño que tenía a un lado. Arregló un poco su cabello rubio, ordenándolo luego de haberlo secado. Sus botas militares, el uniforme; todo lucía como debía. Aunque no dejaba de ser extraño: Argentina no era una nación formal. Para nada. Le molestaban esas situaciones de extrema formalidad, en las que juntarse con sus hermanos y sus tíos europeos eran asuntos de negociaciones frías y no jornadas de risas como lo eran hace siglos.
Estaba nervioso, y temía que aquello le jugara en contra. En ese día se definía absolutamente todo. Ese día su corazón albiceleste tomaría el verdadero rumbo hacia el corazón tricolor de su veci
Falsa Traicion. Cap 11: Falsas VerdadesPlena tarde, y su rostro eternamente adorable de un joven de 18 años parecía decaer ante todo. Al llegar a su casa y tirarse en su cama, un grito ronco y sufrido salió de su garganta. No sabía cómo demonios expresarse, cómo explicarse Ni la literatura lo ayudaría, ni escribir ni su hermosa música, necesitaba otra cosa algo para convencerse completamente de que su corazón seguía latiendoFalsa Traicion. Cap 11: Falsas Verdades in Drama More Like This
Extrañó a su abuela, sus caricias y consejos. Aquellos años despreocupados en donde todo lo que realmente importaba era protegerse los unos a los otros. Donde la economía no se conocía entre su pueblo, cuando no existía el vocablo "política" entre sus diálogos. Cuando todo era mucho mejor Martín y él jugando, dos niños pequeños, desconocidos, de tierras vírgenes y puras listas para recibir a los conquistadores españoles.
Así se lo había enseñado A
Falsa Traicion. Epilogo: Derecho de vivir en PazAño 1991, Santiago, Chile.Falsa Traicion. Epilogo: Derecho de vivir en Paz in Drama More Like This
La democracia había llegado. El dictador había caído y su gente salía a las calles en la noche a hacerse escuchar. En el bar todos celebraban: ese día se cumplía un año luego del fin del Régimen Militar. Un gobierno firme, estable políticamente y lo mejor de todo el pueblo volvía a tener el poder. Ya se había unido al cacerolazo, había salido a marchar, tuvo miles de reuniones con su actual superior y conversaciones del tema.
Su situación era perfecta. Su gente era feliz y si eso era así, Chile también lo era.
La música sonaba detrás de él, algunos de sus hijos lo miraban atentos mientras sus manos sostenían el micrófono frente a sus labios. Quiso recordar a uno de los artistas más revolucionarios de aquellos años que tanto deseaba olvidar. Ese que también fue víctima de torturas y burlas antes de morir cuando los militares lo ha
Falsa Traicion. Cap 4: JamasAbrió sus ojos verdes luego de escucharlo, como si a sus oídos llegara el tango más hermoso. Sonrió casi sin querer, pues la dulce melodía de las sílabas en la boca del chileno eran más que deleitantes. Por fin, luego de años, había conseguido oír esas maravillosas palabras.Falsa Traicion. Cap 4: Jamas in Drama More Like This
Aunque claro, no lo esperaba con los próximos dos adjetivos. Pero lo había logrado al fin.
Yo también te amo, Manu Respondió, hundiendo su rostro en su cuello, aspirando ese aroma a mar y a pólvora que desprendía su ropa, y que luego de años se había impregnado en su piel, volviéndose parte de su esencia.
Él giró, mirándolo a los ojos. Enfrentando la miel con las esmeraldas que brillaban con intensidad, buscando encontrar en las hermosas pupilas chilenas la respuesta al anhelo.
Supo entonces, que Inglaterra mentía.
¿Por qué lo hacía?, le importó un bledo el motivo.
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 6- Tea with a kissSeveral days later…Sherlock x Reader Chapter 6- Tea with a kiss in General Fiction More Like This
The few days, you stayed at John’s and Sherlock’s flat but wasn't as bad as you thought it would be. Even though all you did was sit around all day and do paperwork for Lestrade. Every day Sherlock would come back with John complaining about what Anderson had done but you couldn't take him serious as he renowned for over exaggerated. Also he had been doing a lot of experiments on you every chance he got. Every time the both of you were alone, he would do something embarrassing and check your pulse afterward. You really hoped John would be home tonight but Sherlock had come home alone.
“Where’s John?” you said.
“He’s on one of his countless dates again. He told you two days ago.” Sherlock said as he took off his coat.
“Oh yeah, he did. I think she’s called Jane” you said trying to start a normal conversion.
He was now sat on the sofa with you, giving you a glare. You knew he
Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 2- Bored with teaNot long after the client came in, a recording of a documentary is playing on the TV. Sherlock had exchanged it for a jacket and was sitting in his chair with you were sat on the arm of his chair. John had relocated to the dining table chair near Sherlock’s, and the client sat in John’s chair.Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 2- Bored with tea in General Fiction More Like This
The documentary footage showed scenes of Dartmoor. Sherlock instantly looked bored and you weren't that interested in it either.
“Dartmoor. It’s always been a place of myth and legend, but is there something else lurking out here something very real?” narrated the Presenter.
Footage of “Keep Out” signs.
“Because Dartmoor’s also home to one of the government’s most secret of operations...” The presenter said as she walked along a narrow road.
Sherlock’s eyes flick repeatedly between the screen and the man in John’s chair as the footage showed a large sign saying:
AUTHORISED PERSONNEL ONLY
YOU ARE NOW ENTERIN
Sherlock X Reader (2) Chapter 3- Slightly darkerSoon after your ‘interesting’ conversation with Henry, you were told to pack for you, Sherlock and John were going ‘monster’ hunting as it were. You were eager to get back into action but to be honest you were slightly scared as you started to remember the days, you were a police officer there but you tried not to dwell on it.Sherlock X Reader (2) Chapter 3- Slightly darker in General Fiction More Like This
30 minutes later…
You and John were carrying your bags out onto the street, shutting the front door behind yourselves before walking over to Sherlock who is holding a taxi door open.
“... Cruise together. You had no intention of taking me on it ...” Mrs Hudson shouted at the unseen Mr Chatterjee. This was soon followed by her throwing something at the closed door.
You turned round slowly to see John recoil slightly as he watched the scene unfold before him.
“Aww, it looks like Mrs Hudson finally got to the wife in Doncaster then.” You joked, trying to cheer up John.
“Mmm. Wait ’til sh
Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 7- Pleasant and easyWhat you thought was going to be a night filled with Sherlock's whining, turn out to be the complete opposite but lets not going into detail on what happened. All you could say was after that night, all you worries flew away and made the next few days pass like minutes.Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 7- Pleasant and easy in General Fiction More Like This
Only that really happened was Sherlock solved the case and took you all home again. Just the usual, nothing more or nothing less.
(This is my way of saying I don't want to write anymore on 'the Hound of the Baskervilles' case so have a hinted lemon for your troubles. I'm sorry)
1 month later...
"So imposter, how you doing?" Your twin asked as you skype her.
"Fine. How's your boyfriend?" You asked with a smirk.
"Loki isn't my boyfriend, he's a pain in my ass" Saphire mumbled as she moved her hair to cover her face to hide the fact that she was blushing.
"Any way your boyfriend is what should I say... special as Robin put it" She retorted.
You pouted and you poked your tongue out at her, making her laugh more at your pout
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 2- Angry MeetingIn the back of the Taxi, you realised that Sherlock still had a firm grip on your hand which you thought was might have been a weird way of showing some kind of affection but you remember what the others had told you about him so you slowly tried to remove your hand. Your attempt not going unnoticed, Sherlock let go of your hand and seemed to look a little disappointed which was led by both of you, sitting in silent for the rest of the journey.Sherlock x Reader Chapter 2- Angry Meeting in General Fiction More Like This
15 minutes later…
Lestrade when met you and Sherlock at the police tape but hesitant when he saw Sherlock.
“What are you doing here?” Lestrade said with hint of anger in his voice.
“I'm helping _____ with this case. Isn't that obvious?” Sherlock said as you both bended under the tape and made your way to the scene of the crime.
As you put on some gloves, Lestrade told you the victim’s name was Jack Harris who you knew worked at the café near your house also you were told he had died of loss. Now knowing mor
Sherlock X Reader (2) Chapter 4- Your little actFlashback to a woman being grabbed by something in Dewer’s Hollow and younger self’s horrified face. You flinched, your eyes closed as you stood in the doorway of the Cross Keys inn. The flashbacks continue to haunt you until you opened your eyes as Sherlock put his hand on your shoulder.Sherlock X Reader (2) Chapter 4- Your little act in General Fiction More Like This
Sherlock gave you the look, the look that said “What are you hiding from me?” However you ignored it and ran your hand through your hair, trying to focus on the present before turning your attention to a young man who is apparently a tour guide is talking to a group of tourists.
“... Three times a day, tell your friends. Tell anyone!” The man exclaimed.
You and Sherlock walked past the group and see that the man was standing next to a large sign on which is painted a black image of a wolf-like creature with the words “BEWARE THE HOUND!!” above it.
“Don't be strangers, and remember ... stay away from the moor at night if you value your lives!&
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 3- Violins and brothersYou phone was ringing angrily at you, and you slowly moved your arm to get out from your back pocket. Soon you found out your phone wasn't there, you blearily raised your head to start looking from it properly. It must be John, you thought as tried to sit up on the couch. You had put the most annoying tune for John as he was your brother but it was now backfiring on you as it rang in your ears.Sherlock x Reader Chapter 3- Violins and brothers in General Fiction More Like This
As it stopped ringing, you heard Sherlock telling John you were still asleep before having yet another argument about his violin. Quickly you grabbed the phone off Sherlock and told John some random excuse to end the call to avoid any damage being done to your phone.
“Hey! John was about to tell where my violin is.” Sherlock protested, throwing his arms up in frustration.
“Well we need to do some work so your bloody violin can wait! Now back to business, I’ll meet you in the café in 15 minutes; we need to get some background information from his co-workers and see about
Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 5- The rabbit!?Later, you and the boys took the car to Baskerville, Sherlock still driving. As you approached the complex, you observed that there are very many military personnel guarding the place, walking the perimeter etc. Sherlock drive up to the gates and a military security guard holding a rifle raised a hand. As Sherlock stop the jeep, the man walked around to the driver’s window.Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 5- The rabbit!? in General Fiction More Like This
“Pass, please.” The security guard asked drily
Sherlock reached into his coat pocket and handed him a pass.
The guard walked away with the pass. At the front of the vehicle, another security man encouraged a sniffer dog to check the jeep, presumably for explosives.
“You've got ID for Baskerville. How?” John question Sherlock quietly
“It’s not specific to this place. It’s my brother’s. Access all areas. I, um ... (he clears his throat) ... acquired it ages ago, just in case.” Sherlock reply back.
The security guard swiped Sherl
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 9- Pretty bandaged upYou looked around and attempted to sit up but Sherlock who was now wide awake stopped you.Sherlock x Reader Chapter 9- Pretty bandaged up in General Fiction More Like This
"That's not a good idea. I was already threatened in the calmest way imaginable that if you woke up, to not let you do anything that could put you in a painful position," he said calmly.
You were a still confused on how, what, when everything had happened while you had been unconscious. Let alone how Sherlock and John had found you.
“What happened?” You asked in a hoarse whisper.
“It’s simple really; I used something I pick up for the study in pink case as your brother calls it to found you. Then we went to rescue and you get the idea what happen next as the both of us ended up in a hospital.”
As you slowly looked at Sherlock you saw, he was pretty bandaged up and you felt a jab in your heart.
The doors to your room slammed open and two figures stood in the doorway. Your doctor hurried in with John not far behind.
“Christ Sherlock you could have told me she was
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 1- Normal ThursdayIt had been a month since you transferred to London to become a Detective and every week you would be given a new case and you would solve it with ease but you secretly loved the murder cases the best as they were the most unpredictable of the lot. Remembering back to the days when you were a police officer in Sandford, Gloucestershire. Just thinking about it made you yawn as most days you would fall asleep and nothing would have happened. But now with your new exciting life, you were finally happy.Sherlock x Reader Chapter 1- Normal Thursday in General Fiction More Like This
Today was your normal Thursday after solving the case you had been given, you started to pack up and get ready to leave. Soon you were joined by Detective Inspector Lestrade, who was also getting ready to leave as well
“Good work today ______ Watson. I would to like to thank you for your brilliant detective work over the last month” Suddenly, Sgt. Sally Donovan joined the two of you
“Thanks to you, _____ we haven't had to call that curly black haired psychopath. Oh sorry I