Death the Kid meets 2p!ItalyThe moon rose quietly into the dark sky. It was creepy in my opinion. If I had to live with the moon looking like this, I would probably never get any sleep. It was just so damn creepy. I sighed to myself and looked at Ludwig He was just glaring at the wall. What was his problem? He always had a pissed off expression on his face. It just annoyed me.
¨Vhat is the point of this, Feliciano?¨ he asked. I shrugged.
¨It´s been a long time since I´ve gotten into a fight so ¨ I replied. He scoffed.
¨Vhat a vaste of precious time.¨ he responded. I shrugged again.
¨It´s my time not yours.¨ I said and focused forward. I smirked as I saw a figure emerge from the shadows. ¨Don´t be shy come here ¨ I cooed. (Because he´s a creeper like that.) The figure came closer and I was able to distinguish golden eyes glaring at me. A boy about fourteen or fifteen walked over to me. Two girls walked behind him. Both
Goodbye Izaya... Chapter OneMore Like This
"Ugh....I've had this cold for three months now..." Izaya complained as he walked the streets of Ikebukruo as he wore a medical mask over his mouth and covering himself up as he shivered uncontrolably. "I just need to get home I'm done for the day..."
He looked over across where he was and saw Shizuo minding his own business and felt lucky that his back was to Izaya.
The raven haired informer sneezed and went to his home. It was like he said month three of his illness and even Shinra couldn't find out what was wrong let alone how to treat him. It was staring to hurt Izaya. He ached, coughed and sneezed as he walked to his little apartment to sleep. Like it would do any good.
Izaya laid in his bed for what seemed like hours before pure exhaustion took over and he drifted off to sleep.
Izaya soon awoke to a loud bang. He slowly got up and seemed confused. H
Experiment Child Chapter OneTime to say GoodbyeMore Like This
Date: June 19, 2001
What am I going to tell Shizu-chan? I kept this hidden and now...he has my face....his eyes...Even if Shizuo knew.....would he believe me? What would he say to our son? Nine months.....Nine months of lying....nine months of keeping our child a secret....Now what to do....Shinra's dad was working on a way to time travel and asked me if I wanted to try it. Maybe it would be for the best....if it did work....to leave little Masaomi...in the past. It was Shinra who started this whole thing. HE was the one who knew everything that was going on with me since that day... Shinra was the one who helped me get Masaomi....and now...He's going to help me get rid of him. Am I a bad mother for wanting this for the best of my child? Well whatever...I just hope I made the right choice...
I stared coldly at the oak door that laid in front of me. I had to lose all emotion. I was a mother now and I knew what my reactions would be afterwar
CielXReader- Chapter 1Chapter 1: Entering the HouseholdMore Like This
The death of young Miss Elizabeth shook the Phantomhive manor roughly. Her death was unexpected, it was unpredicted, and it was sudden. Even Ciel's butler, Sebastian, who could perform any task with the up-most grace and perfection, couldn't halt her death.
It was meant to be. And so it happened.
When she had died everyone in the household had really expressed the meaning of 'you don't know what you have until it's gone.' Everyone missed the exuberant, nice, and clingy girl. Ciel, one Sebastian didn't expect to feel such a loss from, was also affected. He stayed shut up for several weeks.
When Sebastian asked him, he explained, "She was all I had left to my old life. In a way I knew this, but chose to ignore it. Even so mourning and sadness cannot bring people back to life. Nothing can."
Sebastian was truly the only one that felt little remorse, which was normal, considering he was a demon.
After a few months, you came into the picture. Sebastian, just
RomanoxReader The Curl"Can I pull it please?"More Like This
You looked at your Italian boyfriend Lovino.
"Why not?" You asked, crossing your arms.
"Because, I said no." He crossed his arms.
"Why? There has to be a reason!"
"Because, I don't want you to pull it." He said, standing up and walking out of the room.
You waited until he fell asleep on the couch, watching TV. You snuck over to the couch and looked down at the peacfully sleeping Italian. You reached towards the curl, your hand inches away, you were just about to pull it when his eyes snapped open and grabbed your hand quickly.
"What the hell (Name)?!"
"Plan failed...." You mumbled.
Later Lovino was cooking some pasta, he didn't know you were behind him. You were just about to grab the curl until he turned around and seen you.
"CHIGI! (Name)! You scared the shit out of me!" He said, glaring at you a little. "Leave my curl alone!"
Later he was sitting at the table, doing some paperwork and you snuck in the kitchen. You trie
Hikaru x Reader x Kaoru for LizEvansMore Like This
Hikaru x Reader x Kaoru I Can Tell for LizEvans
Today was your first day at Ouran High School, your dad was wealthy but not like you'd ever let anyone know. You had gone to public schools very year before this one, why was this one different? You made a deal with a father, if you went to his choice of school you could choose your husband instead of having an arranged marriage. What girl wants an arranged marriage? Class were proving to be a bit hard, you weren't really the smartest girl, which annoyed you. You had made a few friends to be not socially awkward but they started talking about something called; The Host Club? You ignored it; you didn't really want to be involved in any clubs. The day was coming to an end then you bumped into a boy dropping your books.
"Sorry about that, I didn't watch where I was going." You said politely.
"Nah it's okay I shouldn't make such a pretty girl drop her books." He gave you a sly smirk which made you giggle
CreepyPasta- The HackI've always been a fan of the Pokemon games. I remember getting into the cards as a kid, and from there I went to the show, and finally, the games. And even though I got rid of my cards long ago, and I haven't watched the show in years, when the new games come out, I'm always excited to try them out and spend days playing them. And every once in a while, I go back to my old games for a nostalgia trip. Call me childish, but something about those old games keeps calling me back for more, no matter how many times I play through them.More Like This
The problem is that my Pokemon blue version can't save anymore. Whether it's a dead internal battery or just a worn out cartridge after literal weeks of solid playtime, the game just couldn't take it anymore and gave out. My red version still works, but for some reason I always preferred blue. Maybe it's because of the color scheme, or because I got Blue version first, but I always liked Blue version better. I never had yellow, so playing that was out of the
America x Reader ::Hero::::Hero::More Like This
America x Reader
The one thing you hated most was the idea of being alone. You were always the new girl, always the bullied girl, always the girl who couldn't open up to her parents. Little did you know that this would all change, if you would simple reach out to someone who cared about you.
Your name was ______ _______, and this is your first year at (School name here). It had been about a month and a half since you started attending (School name here), and to be honest, you absolutely HATED it there. Bully's seemed to never have their fill when it came to make fun of you. Whether it was your hair, your sense of style, or your interests. On the oustide you acted as if you didn't care, but it was slowly eating you away on the inside. Of course, this was the stereotypical school where no one bothered trying to help you.
Well.....Maybe not quite everyo
I'm alive, but still not aliveToo often I feelMore Like This
Life passes me by
Others move on
Grow into a new mindset
Find a new world
And I'm left behind
Lost in the commotion
I know I would like change
If only I knew how to make one
But instead I stay rooted
Stuck in old ways
Afraid of the future
Afraid of the past
Afraid of the present
I never thought
I would live a life
Over and over and over
I once had a bright outlook
The world was mine for the taking
That girl seems to have disintegrated
And from the remains rose another
Wallowing in self-pity
Fearing the world
Receding from others
As though time has stopped
I want to melt the ice
Part the clouds
And bring back the sun
I'm still breathing
My heart's still beating
My brain's still thinking
But I'm still not
Emotional Vignette: Shattered LivesI cringe as I hear the soft whoosh of the fridge opening, the small clink of a bottle being removed, the defeated shuffle of a lost soul. Mommy and daddy have been fighting again. I heard the screams, the shattering glass, the sobs mommy choked out as daddy brought down his hand. Brought it down again and again. I edge toward the kitchen and watch as mommy drowns her sorrows in vodka once more. Her face is red, other skin purple, black, blue, green, yellow-- all shades of pain. I watch silent tears trail down her face as she takes a swig straight from the bottle, dependent on the clear hand to whisk her away to a world where her and daddy don't fight. Where daddy doesn't take out his frustration on us. Where she and her daughter don't live in fear. She drinks, hoping the pain will fade. She drinks, hoping her scars will disappear. She drinks, coercing her bruises to heal. She drinks, wanting to drink just enough to fade away forever. In a short time, mommy's consumed the whoMore Like This
The MindThe sporadic symphonyMore Like This
Of the mind is
Of synapses firing
Courses to the brain
And millions of
Form into the
Of a single thought
A single thought that
An adrenaline releases
Flowing through veins--
And the mind buys it all
The heart speeds up
Blood rushes to the face
Pure primal instinct
Pulled from a box
Kept in a deep, dark corner
Takes all over
The mind races
Receptors going off
In chaotic harmony
As thoughts collide
Merging into irrational phrases
Dancing to the rhythm of
Imperfect MeI'm notMore Like This
The most honest
The most outgoing
Anything I wish to be
Do anything I wish to do
But I can
Imagine all I wish to be
And I guess
That's all I can do
As long as I'm
Home for the ShatteredCut a little deeperMore Like This
Get a little higher
Drift a little farther
And your scars might fade
Drop your trauma-
And with it, your life-
In the bottle
And chug it down
Maybe they'll get off your mind
Cleanse out the bad
From your blood
Cut a few more times
Until you're empty
Perhaps it'll disappear like your life
Smoke it, snort it,
Inject the happiness
And block out the pain
Along with your mind
And it could leave you
You'll force yourself out
Out of your own life
Until you're too far
When you call for help
So you go to the home for the shattered
Little old Cabin: Canada X Reader ch. #1That little French Canadian village was more than you expected it to be. Even though it was small, it wasn't a ghost town either. You were amazed when you saw the apartment structure where your new home was.More Like This
You were tired by the time you entered the administration building to get your keys to the cabin. The plane ride made you tired from having to deal with those idiots on the plane with you. You struggled to bring your suitcase to the main desk. But when you did, you huffed and put your head on the desk.
When you looked up, you saw a young man that looked like a mixture between France and America. You tried to think of what his name was because he looked so familiar, but then he started to ask you questions.
"Excuse me but, are you _______?" he asked.
You nod as you start to blush. You thought he was actually cute. He smiled at you sweetly. "Well good." he whispered. "I've been waiting all week for your arrival." he told you. This made you blush even more.
"Well ______ here are your
Bully!America x Geek!Reader (Chapt. 5)DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YOU OR HETALIA, GOT IT?!More Like This
Please read description, it's short!
Also, if you see this ---> *
Demon RomanoxAngel Reader: A Demon's FateAngels have faithMore Like This
I don't want to be a part of his sin
I don't want to get lost in his world
I'm not playing this game
"Stay away from here!" You screamed out as you delivered the final and fatal blow to the demon. Landing on the ground, your wings vanished in thin air and your halo evaporated,"I'm doing so good..." You said, catching your breath,"I need to find that damned demon who keeps sending these guys out."
"That would be me. And I have a fucking name." Looking over to the right, you see a brunette; nothing out of the ordinary. Fair skin and brown eyes to match,"My name is Lovino and the devil himself has requested I take you and convert you into one of us!"
"_____, nice to meet you Lovino." Your (e/c) eyes narrowed a bit,"And who says I will. I have God watching over me. I was chosen as a special warrior to defend the world!"
You heard him laugh,"He didn't do nothin'!" You stepped back in shock,"The devil's minions destroyed
Vati!GermanyxChild!Readerx2p!Vati!Germany:Vater?!?More Like This
Feeling something fall on your face you open your (e/c),and sit up to see white stuff all around you.You were a new country,getting up you start to play in the white stuff making snow people in the ground.
Making a snow wall and a snowperon and a snow house,you lay down in the fluffy stuff.After you tire yourself out you turn to see a tall man with blue eyes and blonde hair walking towards you wearing a winter-style military outfit.
He kneels down next to you"Guten tag kleine land,mein name ist Ludwig"he smiled,and you giggled.
"Guten tag mein name ist (Name)"
"schön euch zu treffen"he says back,you lifted your arms you wanted to be picked up,which he does.
"Kann ich Sie Vati?"you ask
"Ja"he answered your eyes lit up.Soon you started feeling tired from your playing in the white stuff.
"Vati,wo gehen wir hin?"you look up at him.
"nach Hause,(Name)"he answered
"ok vati"you say as you fall asleep.
"keine Sorge (Name) ich werde f
2p!America x magic!reader- My girlfriend's magic!You kept your head down as you walked down the hall of your high school, hearing everyone. They might not have been talking but you heard their voices; their thoughts. You were a mind reader. You didn't mind that though. You actually liked it but a lot of people found it weird or creepy if you told them. That's kind of why freaking people out with it was like one of your favorite pass times. You liked seeing their shocked expressions as you told them their thoughts but now mostly no one in your school talked to you. They didn't bully you though. If they did, they knew they'd leave there crying, knowing a good amount of things about themselves. They would come and talk to you though. Regular conversations, just to see what all the hype was about. If you concluded from their thoughts that they were a bad person, you'd give them a show and if you didn't feel like being bothered, you'd have them leaving emotionally scarred.More Like This
You made it to your locker and entered the combination before look
America. Overdose.Yo.More Like This
My name is Alfred F. Jones.
And I’m the hero!
At least, I always thought I was.
Now… Now I’m not so sure.
I can’t even save myself…
Heh, what am I doing? I’m WAY too easily distracted!
Gimme a sec, I’ll start over.
My name is Alfred F. Jones.
And I’m the hero!
But sometimes, I can’t help but feel like I’m just screwing everything up.
The F in my name stands for Freedom.
…Freedom to what?
It rolls around in my head, constantly, shoving itself down my throat.
Everything I fought for.
Everything I worked for.
Aren’t heroes supposed to save people?
Why couldn’t I save the people in the World Trade Center?
Why couldn’t I protect Hawaii from Japan?
Why did those runners in Boston have to get hurt?
All those innocent people…
And all because I stuck my nose in the wrong place.
All I have done is to try and help!
And so many innocent people die.
Canada. Hung.H-Hi…More Like This
My name is M-Matthew Williams…
Not like you’ll remember, so what does it matter? I bet you’ve forgotten my name already.
How many times have I had to remind people?
I-I’m Canada. Matthew.
It’s not even a hard name. It’s not like I’m asking you to remember all that much.
You could call me Matt, if you’d like.
But you won’t even bother to remember that…
It’s one syllable. It’s not that hard, is it?
Oh, maple, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to be so rude.
Let me… Um, let me start over.
Hi. My name is M-Matthew Williams.
I have a pet polar bear names Kumajirou.
If you could even call him a pet…
I’m pretty sure the only reason he stays with me is because I feed him. He doesn’t even know who I am! He barely remembers my name…
If I had a penny for every “who?” that came out of his mouth, I’d be a millionare.
Ah! I did it again…
RebellionAmerica woke with a start as the nausea over took him once more. He barely had enough time to lean over the side of his bed before he vomited. This time he didn’t even make it to the bathroom, and, honestly, he didn’t care anymore. His head hung limp over the edge of the mattress and the acidic bile stung his dry lips. He’d been sick like this for so long. Tears ran from his eyes. Sure, it seemed childish for a nation to cry, but he was only about a hundred years old. Compared to the other countries whose ages spilled over into the thousands, before recorded time itself, he was practically a child.More Like This
He sat up and pulled himself painfully to the window, careful where he stepped. Forcing the windows open he leaned out and was grateful for the cool night breeze that washed into his mansion. His stomach lurched again, and, once more, he threw up. He hung his head and closed the window. Suddenly, the outside no longer appealed to him.
He wandered down the hall in
Hetalia: December 24, 1860Christmas Eve, 1860. Four days after first secession. Canada convinces America to go to Britain's house for Christmas. Brotherly fluff. Angst. No pairings. Slightly Historical!Hetalia. Contains Australia cameo and mentions of fem!India. Pre-American Civil War. One-shot.More Like This
A pair of twins stood outside a rather grand estate on the outskirts of London. The enormous manor fit every aspect characteristic of the powerful British Empire in the spotless yard and even the ornate carvings on the door inset with gold and other precious metals. However, the old building was not on display in the bustling streets of London
but hiding in the distant fields where it couldn't be admired like it deserved by any save for the few that felt like walking the distance.
Where gaudiness met wilderness was where the country and the man inside the personification confronted and compromised. He always did like being by himself even though he always had the urg
2p!CanadaxReader- I Don't Mind Protecting YouYou watched eagerly through one of the windows facing the street as the moving van pulled away from the house next door to you. This morning when you had woken up you had seen a car and moving van in front of the house that had been for sale for a few weeks now. So you had been very excited at the prospect of new neighbors, especially since none of the neighbors nearby had any kids your age.More Like This
You jumped off of the couch where you had been sitting, facing the window to get a good view of the moving van. From the car that was still in the driveway of the house you thought that it looked like a family car.
“Mommy! Can I go say hi to the new neighbors?” You called to your mother in the kitchen.
“Sure, just don’t stay to long, and if they need you to leave to finish settling into their new house come right back home okay?” She answered from the other room.
“Okay!” You shouted back, and ran to the front door, quickly undoing the lock and letting the d
2p!F.A.C.E. x child!reader- She's...alright(ch.9)Your dad came back up stairs, humming as he carried a lidded bowl. "Daddy? Can my cupcakes be pink?", you requested.More Like This
"Whatever you want dear! You did very well today!"
"Yay~! Thank you, dad!" You hopped down from your uncle's lap then whistled. Fruitloop ran in front of you and wagged his tail as he looked up at you. You got behind him then climbed on his back. "Ok Fruitloop. Lets go to our room and wait for cupcakes!", you instructed. Fruitloop barked once to show he got your orders then trotted off to your room with you on his back.
By the time your dad was done, you were fast asleep on the floor, cuddled next to your pet. "Aww! Isn't that just the cutest thing ever?!", he admired the adorable scene of a cute little girl and a fluffy animal sleeping together. Something that's always cute.
"Whatever", Francis mumbled as he peeked into the room while Gil and Toni were dragging the unconscious, tortured man out to the car. "Well be back...later"
"But (name) would be so sad if you left w
Walking on Thin Ice Ch. 5More Like This
Walking on Thin Ice
That's what he called you that day. Snowflake.
You'd thought nothing of it at the time. It was Jack, after all. He probably called lots of children Snowflake...
But it was after that day...after the evening you'd spent together...that you realised just how endearing the pet name was...
Jack Frost could do many things...But one thing always warmed your heart.
He made snowflakes by hand.
Each was precious.
And no two were alike.
And you realised then...
That's what you were to him. A precious little twinkle unlike any other.
A special little twinkle.
His little twinkle.
The tear that rolled down your cheek was wet. And cold.
But this lone, cold tear didn't signify sadness.
Walking on Thin Ice Ch. 4More Like This
Walking on Thin Ice
Yes, that magical night seemed to set everything in stone.
And it was from that night that you thought, wrongly -- so wrongly -- Your life couldn't get much better.
For some time, it really did seem that way.
But of course, happiness knows no greater friend and enemy than sadness...
Pitch had grown bored with you, it seemed. You hadn't seen him for quite some time. That, or he had other things to attend to. More nightmares to spread. More lives to ruin. And as much as you wished to be freed of your prison, you couldn't help but with Pitch were back with you.
If only to make sure he wouldn't eat away other innocent children's belief.
You often wondered how your young friend was fairing in the days after your disappearance. You hoped the Guardians were taking good care of him, keeping him
[COMMISSION] Yandere!Ulquiorra X ReaderMore Like This
Wiping away the blood that escaped your lips, you glared into another forest green pair. You tightened your grip on your zanpakuto and got back onto your feet. The male who stood across you didn’t move an inch but his eyes remained on your tired figure.
“Why do you continue to fight even when you know I will kill you?” You were about to attack him at that moment but when you finally heard his voice, you stumbled a few steps forward.
You straightened up and let out a scoff, your eyebrows knitting together in annoyance.
“First, I won’t let you kill me and second, I don’t give in to my enemies.” A smirk settled onto your features and excitement flashed in your eyes as you zoomed towards him.
Your zanpakuto clashed against his creating sparks and you gritted your teeth, using as much power as you could to push him back. The male, who revealed himself to be Ulquiorra Cifer,
Sherlock X Reader: Deducing You (One-Shot!)More Like This
Sherlock X Reader: Deducing You (One-Shot!)
221 Baker Street
You were standing in Sherlock’s apartment making some tea for him and you’re Brother John. You hummed quietly when you turned around and saw Sherlock leaning against the door frame looking at you up and down. You turned back around and just continued making tea.
John was standing in the living room reading the newspaper, “Sherlock? Did you read about this new case in the paper?” John asked looking up at Sherlock realizing he was staring at you.
Sherlock wasn’t paying any attention to him.
“Oi! Stop staring at my little sister!” John snapped and put the newspaper down on the table walking over to Sherlock.
“I’m not staring at her, I’m simply deducing her” Sherlock replied.
“No, you’re staring at her” John let a slight growl out.
Sherlock rolled his eyes and sat down at the dining table, he was looking through his mic
Marry Me? (Eren x Reader AU!)More Like This
Marry Me? (Eren x Reader AU!)
"Ereeeen, I'm bored."
Your boyfriend chuckled and gave you a peck on the lips.
"Well, we could do some sports." He 'offered' as he stroked your side.
"You horny devil."
You blushed and hide your face in his chest. He chuckled once more and kissed the top of your head.
"Ok then. Wanna go out tonight? To the park?"
You quickly pulled away and offered him your biggest smile and your eyes lit up.
"I'll take that as a yes."
As you were getting ready it started raining. When you noticed it you let out a 'NOOOOOOOO' and Eren laughed, making you punch him on the arm.
So now you were laying on the couch, your head on his lap, in one hand he was holding a beer and with the other he was stroking your hair. He leaned a bit to put his beer bottle on the coffee table and sat back.
"You're not to disappointed, are you?"
"It's fine. I mean, as long as I'm spending time with you, and we can go tomorrow."
Eren smiled at your words. You
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This would mark the third time you would of had to re-arrange your book shelf thanks to idiot of a boyfriend: Eren Jaeger, you loved him dearly he was your high school sweetheart and low and behold you were still together five years later. ''I swear if you touch my books one more time I will strangle you!'' Eren was currently seeking refuge in the kitchen, you weren't particular about anything but when it came to your books they had to be perfect and completely arranged in alphabetical order or you would end up having a heart attack.
You were grumbling curses under your breath when you felt a tickling up your arm. ''If that's you Eren I would stop before I punch you in the face'' There was no response but the tickling continued you glanced down your eyes meeting a monster. You screamed at the top of your lungs jumping up and down on the spot. Eren came running from the kitchen and was met by you cowering on the table.
''(First)! What's wrong?!''
Slip Up [Sherlock x reader]When Sherlock first met her she was happy. She smiled, laughed, and joked around. But when John asked Sherlock if he was going to analyze her, her face dropped and a storm cloud covered those bright eyes. She didn't want him to- she was afraid. Most people were nervous, or uncomfortable, but she looked like she was begging him to not. His grey eyes flicked up and down her body. It was obvious what she was by just looking at her. And though Sherlock enjoyed shocking John, he had the oddest desire to protect her secrets. So, he lied, though he preferred the term "withheld information".More Like This
"You're an artist." She had pencil smudges on the side of her right hand. "Probably a reader too, but you've been too busy for anything." He saw her glancing, no, yearning for the piles of books before earlier. "You love music and Marvel comics too. I'm guessing your favorite is...Black Widow?" Okay, on that one, he'd rooted through her purse and phone while John was showing her
The Question - Levi x ReaderMore Like This
~~~Author's Note: Its that time of the month guys! No not that time of the month...Its time for PROPOSAL MONTH! Emma-Rosse and I are going to be hosting it! I have to say I am really excited. Of course my first character that I will release is Levi. Hope you like his awkwardness. Its sure to make you giggle a bit. Please enjoy~~~~
For months Levi had been contemplating the idea of marriage.
As expected to everyone who knew him, he met the proposal with immediate repugnance. He thought marriage was an absurd institution designed to entrap a man. He liked his freedom, thank you very much. Thus he resigned himself to never marry lest it kill him.
But as the saying goes, "Never say never".
Levi was stubborn until the day rolled around when his entrusted friends Erwin married the eccentric Hanji. Of course Levi questioned Erwin if he had gone mad to which Erwin responded with a chuckle. Then in a serious tone Erwin told him, "I wish
Levi x Reader -Little Love-More Like This
Art by: Politos.Burritos
As you stare at the Lance Corporal Levi from across the lunch table you sigh depressingly. Just the thought of YOU and HIM together? ha you wish, the chance of that actually happening is like having a titan walk up to everyone and start a conversation like "yeah, y'know we don't feel like eating you guys anymore, we'll just disappear off the face of the earth so you can go and see lands beyond the walls"
You look at your loaf of bread and just slide it in front of Sasha, whose eyes widen.
"Not hungry" you whisper with a tint of sadness in your voice.
"OH boy! Thanks (y/n)!" She replies immediately not noticing your depressing emotion.
You stand up slowly and excuse yourself from everyone.
"(y/n)? you okay? What's wrong?" The green eyed titan shifter asks. Everyone sat there waiting for an answer to emerge from your sweet, petite lips.
You fake a little yawn "Just tired, it's really no big
(Daddy!Levi x Child!Reader) TodayRain kissed the crust of the fertile Earth with moderate humidity, breathing life into its parched produce, vegetation and animals alike. The weather could be categorized as a sun shower, for the sunset shined unobscured, lining the clouds and horizon with hues of indigo, orange, and gold. With a slight breeze, the temperature was comfortable enough to dawn jacketless mingling. From an abandoned bell tower, young _______ rested on her stomach while her head peered over the ledge, observing the actions of the commutting people in peace. There was an optimistic dreariness lingering along the moisture in the air. It felt like the timeless recuperation after emotional and mental exhaustion, like the calm after crying. Entropy ended as it had begun, and it was beautiful.More Like This
"_______." A steady, stern voice summoned.
She gently pushed from the floor and rose to her feet, then turned around and met her father's stoic demeanor. Walking to him, he bent down so he could carry her out of the old bui
Cliff's Edge (2p!Italy X Suicidal!Reader)More Like This
In honour of :iconDeathTheWriter:
Have you ever teetered on the edge of despair?
When you just want to give in; give up?
Finally allow their hateful words to get to you?
Push you to do the unthinkable?
It hurts, doesn’t it?
Not many think about what their words actually do. Those people who group together, stay together for protection and security. They feel safe in their cliques, at home when they cut others with their harmful tongues. They don’t ever stop and wonder what happens when they say, “Kill yourself.” They never suspect one might actually take those words to heart.
The words they speak, the insults they utter, they all knock you down.
They arm you with the blade.
They load the gun.
They fill the pill bottle.
They tie the noose.
They give you the strength to do exactly what you shouldn’t. They do it. Not you. You might be the one to commit the final act: slash the last cut, take the last dose, trigger the last shot, but you ar
Return of The Nightmare King Ch. 1Danny Phantom/Rise of The GuardiansMore Like This
Return of The Nightmare King
Ch. 1-A Most Interesting Discovery
It had been a few months since Pitch, also known as the Bogeyman, had been defeated by the Guardians: North or known to us as Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, the Sandman, and the newest addition the former rebel spirit Jack Frost, the Guardian of Fun. After being dragged away by his own Nightmares, who had sensed his fear and turned on him, then sealed away in his underground cavern he had been trying to find a way to get back out into the outside world to exact his revenge against his enemies and so far he had absolutely no luck in finding one. For days his search turned up no leads and he was just about ready to give up altogether when one day he was brooding in his now usual sulk walking around the many complex tunnels that ran all over the place, passing up a certain passageway when an unusual green glow caught his attention, making him turn back and step inside. Foll
Dragon!ScotlandXReader: Imitating Fairy Tales VWith out warning, you smacked Arthur's hand away from you, stepping back towards Allistor in the blink of an eye. Once you were out of his grasp you let out a sneer, glaring at the younger prince. You hoped that the intensity of your glare would set Arthur ablaze. His eyes widened in surprise, before he let out a chuckle. "You're spending far too much time with Allistor." He smirked. You took that as a complement of sorts. You would choose Allistor of Arthur any day. "Too bad you'll be separated from this day out." He sighed wishfully. "I can't have these rumors of you and my brother's relationship." You could tell he was referring to Nor Loch, Allistor's watery grave.More Like This
"I'd rather die with him, then live a life with you." You hissed out, grabbing the Scottish Prince's arm as you pulled him closer to you. You felt him move closer to your smaller body, giving off a protective atmosphere. You heard Arthur sigh again, but only in a annoyed manner. He muttered out something da
Crossdressing!Runaway!Reader x PrussiaYou pulled the raggedy blanket tighter around your underfed body, sneezing at the cold. "D*mn parents. . ." You cussed under your breath. All your parents had ever done was bully you, beat you, and fight among themselves, and when you turned 12, you were sick of it. You tried talking to the police, but they would say you had a nightmare or something stupid like that and beat you even harder to releif their anger with anything. If you had dropped something by accident, bam, you got new bruises. If you overcooked the food, bang, you seemed to have 'fell' down the stairs with a broken rib. By the time you were 15, you were broken. You had ran away.More Like This
Was it a stupid thing to do? Yes and no. The yes is that your parents were hurting you even more, and you were afraid they were going to kill you in time. The no was because winter was harsh. You had passed by and was able to now be a legal adult, but you were underfed from only eating scraps and now you were really cold. Usua
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- No dating! -
Papa!2P!America x Teen!Reader
You were a daddy's girl.
Right from the start,after all,your so called mother dumped you here with your father. However,you were actually happy she did so. Your father was a bit..off,but he was caring and loving to you. And that was what mattered most.
Of course there was something that did irk you about your father,he was too..overprotective.
"Dad!" You groaned as you slammed the door open to your house. Your dad looked up,grinning his famous grin. He was missing a tooth which only you knew that he lost to your Uncle Matt,not some epic fight he "won".
"Yes,hon?" His voice so sappy sweet,it gave you chills."You CANCELLED another study session,AGAIN?"You yelled loudly.He rose his eyebrow,curious,"Oh,no,not at all." You narrowed your e/c eyes,furious,"Well,fine then," You spat,"But I have a date later,okay? Is it fine if I leave like..at 4:35 PM?" "Oh,it's fine..are you going o
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The earth was dead.
What had once been prosperous countries filled with flourishing flora and fauna was now hard, radioactive rock. The seas - or, at least, what was left of them - were contaminated and undrinkable.
Nobody lived down there anymore.
Instead, humanity survived in the air - still in earth’s orbit, simply circling the once-beautiful planet on airships made of the remaining metals they had access to. Each airship represented a country, and each ‘country’ had different jobs - Canada, for example, was one of the airships in charge of agriculture and providing food for the people. Germany, on the other hand, was an industrial airship - it held all the technicians, the ones who fixed the airships if something went wrong.
Certain countries had been banished, or lost to unfortunate incidents. Nobody had seen Japan in a long while. Nobody had seen Russia for even longer.
Everybody knew what had forced them to come to this, but nobody was certain on whose fault it
Police!EnglandXTheif!Reader - Looking for TroubleYou ran out of the flaming building at full speed hoping the ends of your cloak wouldn’t get caught up in the wild flames snaking around the house. You swore as you fell onto the grass a few metres away, hearing the sounds of sirens coming your way.More Like This
“Damn cops’ catching up with me this quickly is unfair!” You growled pulling your tired body from the dry dirt and sprinting into the woods nearby.
“It’s her!” You heard a man’s voice shout from behind. “Quick get her!”
You found yourself panicking as you felt your legs begin to falter, you had been fighting for the last half an hour or so and were too tired to outrun these men. You slowed and took out you Katana, blood staining its smooth surface. The police surrounded you none daring to approach you but none wanting to let you escape again.
“So boys what you waiting for?” You snickered giving them all a cocky smirk, you loved toying with them even if it had been a tir
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Still Arthur POV
“Carriedo!” I cried with anger and shock.
“The Spanish bastard!”
I walked over to the balcony where I see a familiar Spanish man with emerald green eyes and chocolate brown hair. My Rival, Antonio Carriedo, Captain of the La Luna. He stood at the end of the balcony, smirking at me as I growled.
“What do you want, Carriedo!” I yelled.
“aww, come one mi amigo,” He said, mocking me.
“Is that how old friends greet each other,”
“Just to make things clear, we were never friends,” I replied, coldly.
Antonio fake gasped, as he dramatically placed his hand over his chest.
“That is cold mi amigo,” He replied, with mock sadness.
I glared at him some more.
“What have you come here for,” I demanded,
“Isnt it obvious, mi amigo,” Antonio replied.
“We’re all here for the fairy stone,”
I smirked and began lau
Sexual Tension: England x ReaderWARNING: I swear in this. Get over it, the whole world swears all the time. As I once made an Italian say, “Swearing is good for the soul.”More Like This
“I take that as a compliment, stuck up bastard!”
“At least I’m civilized, arse!”
“Well, your language begs to differ!”
“Guys, guys, calm down and listen to the hero’s awesome plan!” America interrupted you and England’s bickering.
But both of you turned to him in a rage and yelled, “FAT ASS!” which effectively sent him away to sulk.
I guess all of you must have been pretty boring, and with you taking care of fighting with England, France was dozing off before you screamed. He groggily opened his eyes, calling out, “I disagree with all of you.”
“SHUT IT, FROG!” you and England yelled again, onl