Battle ScarsThe Girls I Babysit:More Like This
Carly:"What are those? *pointing to my scars on my wrist*"
Me: "They're battle scars."
Anna: "Cool! Can I have some?"
Me: "Please don't ever get some okay? But when you see someone with them like the ones I have on their wrists go hug them. Don't ever make fun of them okay?"
As we're walking around Wal Mart with both of them holding my hands, a young girl walks by us. Carly and Anna go and hug her. She hugs these two adorable little girls back
Girl: "Why are you hugging me?"
Carly: "You have battle scars. *points to her wrists*"
And through her tears she looks up at me and smiles.
USUK BLOG!Me and a good friend of mine are now doing a blog on tumblr. It's David Cameron(Prime Minister of the UK)'s way of trying to make Alfred(America)'s cool hipness rub off on totally lame and socially inept Arthur. While also trying to make them admit to themselves, (and hopefully, eventually each other), that they have feelings for each other. It's mainly fluff, but it's awesome! David likes to randomly input things, and random OOC comments made by Alfred or Arthur are actually David being the vindictive and evil matchmaker that he is.More Like This
HERE'S THE LINK TO THE BLOG!
How to use WatercolorPlease check out my Blog for latest updates:-> http://ameblo.jp/khaoskai/entry-11421097480.htmlMore Like This
Francexreader- DrunkFrancexReaderMore Like This
The doorbell wouldn't stop ringing.
You pulled your pillow over your head. There was no way you were going to answer it.
The doorbell stopped. For a few minutes it was silent. You let out a little sigh of relief.
Whoever it was started pounding on the door.
Getting up, you grabbed a can of pepper spray. But you knew you wouldn't need it.
You had a pretty good idea who it was. He always came around this time of night.
Opening the front door, you stepped back as a familiar figure stumbled in, wine on his breath.
"What do you want Francis?"
The Frenchman grinned, h
2P-GermanyxReader- Extended ending2P-GermanyxReaderMore Like This
Two years had passed since you had married Lutz. The first month you had to get used to people calling you "Mrs.Beilschmidt"
The second month you had been married, you and Lutz legally adopted Felix.
"LIKE!!!! OMG!!!!" Felix slammed the door to your apartment behind him as he ran in. The Polish boy had taken to the new slang of this age surprisingly well.
"Can, like Toris come over?" The blonde nine year-old chirped. He tossed his pink backpack onto the couch.
"Sure. Just don't bother Lutz when he comes home."
You wanted the Ge
AmericaxAbused!reader I'll be your hero part 4More Like This
You slowly opened your eyes, and blinked, letting you sight get used to the white room. You went to sit up, and fell back, your body screaming in agony. You bit your lip, waiting for the pain to pass. As soon as it was over, you slowly moved your arm, then the other one. You sighed, and let your eye's wander around the room. You lingered on the pile of gifts at the end of your bed.
"Who would give me those?" you mumbled. You shrugged it off, and looked over to the side of the bed, and blinked. Alfred was sitting on a stool, his head lying on the bed, asleep.
"Alfred, sleeping, never thought I'd see it." You giggled, and smiled. "I'm g
You Have No Right To LiveYou Have No Right To Live:More Like This
Hey, what are you doing?
That's mine, now give it back.
You're stupid, you should just go die!
Okay, I'm sorry...
What, you failed again?
Just how much money do you think we're spending on this,
Do you think it just falls from the sky?
I can't believe you; and don't give me that look!
You better straighten up now you hear me
And if you keep looking like a dead fish,
I'm going to make you wish you were one.
Hey, being around you is driving me nuts,
You never want to do anything, you don't even care,
Why bother even breathing if you're going to act like you're dead!
International Love: Alliesxreader INTROMore Like This
THIS IS THE INTRO AND SORRY IF ITS SHORT!~ :( Enjoy!~ :) *there will be different endings! just to be fair*
You walked out of Abercrombie and Fitch. Your friend is a girly girl and you are an otaku, Which means you love anime and manga.
"Finally I'm out of that place! It's smells horrible and bleh," you said.
"Now let's go to JC Penny!" your friend exclaims.
"Oh sorry I have to go..um home." You said. "Maybe some other time."
"Oh okay then!"
You waved goodbye to your friend as you walked out of the mall. You then walk towards your (f/c) fiat. It was small but you loved it.
As you walke