Sex talk (France X Reader X Greece)You poked at the sleeping brunette softly watching his back rise and fall slowly. His head lay on his arms blissfully a small smile tugging on his lips as he was dreaming.More Like This
“Come on Greece get up.” You whined softly. A familiar laughter rang through your ears as you turned around to see your favorite frenchie.
“Bonjour, ma Cherie.” He smiled pulling you in for a hug.
“Hey Francis.” You smiled hugging him back quickly. France looked at Greece and laughed softly.
“Asleep again?” You nodded.
“I know right. Why is he always so tired?” Suddenly Hercules’ snore was interrupted as he raised his head up looking up at the two hazy figures. One had (h/c) hair and the other was blonde. Blinking softly he noticed it was you and France.
“Oh…hey…” he yawned.
“Come on Greece it’s time to go.” You said pulling on his arm. He nodded and rubbed his eye softly.
“Alright.” At that he go
EnglandXReader- Lemon Spice Roses I stood in front of the window of my study, this was my favorite view in the house. It looked directly over a large garden of Roses, God I loved roses. Red ones, pink ones, yellow, orange, every color I could find, every variety.More Like This
My favorite of the roses though, was a specific beauty by the name of _________. She was a servant of mine, but I saw her as so much more. Her skin was softer than any velvety petal, she was so much purer than any scent, she was more radiant than any flower.
I had known _________ ever since we were little countries, she was always so shy and sweet, it took ages for anyone to get close enough to her to get her to open up. Now she was bright and happy, always so carefree. I'd fallen in love with the minute she told me her name...
"Oh hello there..." A younger me greeted a crying _________, a lovely pink rose clutched in my tiny hand. "What's wrong..?"
GermanyXStepdaughter!Reader Not How It Used to BeDays passed and soon you got used to your new/old home again. Not that you weren't happy at Hungary's house, but returning to your real home was great. You spent peaceful days with your stepfather, Ludwig and thankfully as time passed, you two felt less and less nervous and awkward around each other.More Like This
You spent most of your time together and it seemed like nothing could separate you anymore. You didn't do special things but anything you did was a joy. And you talked a lot, both of you had so much to share, sometimes you felt like there won't ever be enough time to tell everything.
You built up a daily routine quite quickly though, and your favourite part was when after shower and dinner you could just sit at the table and talk to each other.
One evening, since you were somewhat less shy, you wore a loose shirt that left your shoulder exposed with shorts, you found that pretty comfortable and Ludwig didn't seem to mind either. You were standing above the sink, washing a cup quickly
Germany X Stepdaughter!Reader ReunionIt's been already twelve years you heard nothing about him. You were just a little girl when he left to war and you heard nothing about your stepfather anymore since then. And because he couldn't take care of you anymore, he asked Elizabeth to let you live with her. So she raised you, she was your stepmother, a wonderful one. She took care of you instead of Ludwig in the past twelve years and you still lived at her.More Like This
And as time passed, you slowly forgot about your stepfather, you knew he was either dead or he simply abandoned you. He never sent letters so you could never know what happened to him. You forgot what he looked like and you only had faded memories of your life with him before you got to Hungary. But you didn't care anymore. You had a happy life in Elizabeth's house and you thought you'd never ever leave her.
That morning started just like the usual ones. Sleepily in your sleepwear and rubbing your eyes, you walked slowly into the kitchen. "Reggelt... (Morning...)" You groan
Ex! America x Reader x Russia: Trust /8Trust.More Like This
You were lying down on a bed, no wait, a couch.
You felt sore all over.
Your head ached.
You were driving back to Ivan's house and, and, everything was blurry after that.
What exactly happened while you were driving?! You knew you were tired, but what caused you to have memory loss like this?
You shifted on your side, pain shooting up your arms. Then it raced throughout your body. You flinched from the pain and when you tried to open your eyes you couldn't. Your headache was very intense and you knew it would hurt worse if you opened your eyes.
You curled into a ball, trying to forget the painand remember what happened. Othing came to you. Your mind was drawing a blank, but maybe the pain was dulling your memories? Maybe you would remember a bit later...? With a painful sigh, you drifted back into an unconscious state.
~Le Timeskip, brought to you by Itabby! (:iconnekonitalyplz!~
The pain had faded, but now you felt numb. And you were still sore.
Ex! America x Reader x Russia: Trust /7Trust.More Like This
The second Ivan stepped out of the police station, Natalia was there in front of him. "BiG bRoThEr!" She exclaimed, hugging him tightly, causing him to freeze up.
"N-Natalia, w-why are y-you here?" Ivan questioned, trying not to shake.
"To BaIl YoU oUt AnD cOnViNcE yOu To MaRrY mE, oF cOuRsE!" Natalia responded, trying to hug her brother tighter. And when she did, she glared daggers at you and mouthed the words, 'mine'. You slowly backed away until you were standing beside Katyusha and Toris.
"P-Please let g-go of me Natalia....." Ivan said as he tried to peel off his younger sister.
"NyEt!" She refused.
"Natalia." Ivan tried again, this time he spoke sternly, surprising both you and Natalia. He had never really stood up to his little sister before.
Natalia backed off a bit, her tone different now. "F-fine...."
Toris looked over at her and then Ivan. Katyusha was also shocked at this. They said nothing to Ivan and Natalia though.
"______ and I should be heading back n
Ex! America x Reader x Russia: Trust /6Trust.More Like This
You had just finished explaining the current situation with Ivan. Natalia was outraged at this, mostly because of her jealousy towards you. You knew she had pretty much hated you from the very first time you met her, and having heard this story of how Ivan pretty much took you in the past few days enraged her.
"My BiG bRoThEr DeSeRvEs Me, NoT yOu!" Natalia shouted at you, almost leaping at you.
Your (e/c) eyes widened in shock and you barely dodged her attack. "C-calm down!" You cried, very afraid of Natalia right now.
"No!" Natalia roared, lunging for you again.
"I-I k-knew this w-was a bad idea! N-Natalia, p-please calm down and don't h-hurt ______!" Katyusha tried to stop her younger sister.
"NyEt! BiG bRoThEr Is MiNe!!"
"P-P-Please c-calm d-down N-Natalia," Toris pleaded with her.
Katyusha glanced over at you. "We brought the m-money for his b-bail. We'll pay and stay here, w-why don't you go see Ivan?" She suggested, hoping this would help clear up the current si
Ex! America x Reader x Russia: Trust /5Trust.More Like This
You arrived at the stationshortly after Ivan and the police officers. They had to get his thumbprints and everything so they wouldn't allow you to really see him. Unfortunatly, Alfred was there too.
"Doll, we really need to talk about what happened. It was a mistake, a huge misunderstanding! See what happened was-" Alfred started.
You cut him off. "No, I know what happened and that wasn't a 'mistake' or a 'misunderstanding'. You cheated on me, and you're fully aware of that."
"No, I'm done and over with you Alfred Forrester Jones. I left you to get on with my life. Now leave m alone before I have to get a restraining order against you!" You had had it with Alfred now. You weren't going to deal with him anymore, it was time that you stood up for yourself.
"Oh come on. You don't mean that." Alfred walked towards you, grabbing your chin in his hands.
"I do and let go of me or I'll get a cop over here!" You protested.
Alfred's hand dropped to his side. "Fine
Ex! America x Reader x Russia: Trust /4Trust.More Like This
It had been a few days since you left Alfred. You were doing alright. You hadn't gotten any better, but then again, you hadn't gotten any worse. You were stuck in a rut. You looked out the window of the guest room where you had currently taken residence in Ivan's home. You noticed a familar red, white and blue painted pick up truck pull into the driveway.
You froze, realizing that it was Alfred.
No one else had a truck with the stars and stripes painted on it.
Your blood ran cold when you saw a cop car pull up alongside Alfred's truck. Two men got out, and looked at the house. Then Alfred got out of the pick up truck and pointed at the house.
Alfred limped towards the front door, his foot in a boot, the two police officers followed him warily. You were worried now. What had Alfred done?! You could feel yourself shaking as you continued to watch.
Ivan was in the living room, reading the newspaper boredly. There was a loud knock on the door. Ivan got up and answered i
A Million Ways Fem! BTT X Tsundere! Reader~Sit back, matter fact, teasing, toying, turning, chatting,More Like This
Charming, hissing, playing the crowd.
Play that song again, another couple Klonopin,
A nod, a glance, a half-hearted bow.
Oh such grace, Oh such beauty
And lipstick, and callous, and fishnets, and malice.
Oh darling, you’re a million ways to be cruel.~
There she was. The one girl who wouldn’t put up with the infamous Bad Touch Trio’s crap. (Name). Although she was pretty nice and kind-hearted to everyone else, she just wouldn’t put up with perverts. Especially that group of perverts.
The three watched (Name) scribble away in her notebook, who was oblivious to the trio’s gawking. (Name) was…..gorgeous, to say the least. But her physical looks weren’t the only thing that guys…and girls alike, admired about her. Being caring, smart, funny and just an all around joy to be with was what made everyone scramble, just to be close to her. Of course, as previously mentioned, the only peo
Ich Liebe Dich, MattheiuThere isn't one thing Gil regretted in his life from the time he put that ring on Matthieu's finger onward. He would turn back time and relive it all again if he could, but that option was further than impossible.More Like This
They had a good few children together, a good few nights under the covers and breathlessly in love with each other. Their moments never faded from his mind, and he hoped never from hers either.
The kids grew and grew, becoming lovely young ladies and gentlemen. For all the things Gilbert had a habit of messing up about, they were definitely not a part.
He always held her hand. Always kissed her lips at least once a day, and always told her that he loved her. It was never a lie, it was never some joke. Every single time those words escaped his lips, no matter the language, he meant it from the bottom of his heart. Forever was theirs. Forever would always be theirs.
Gilbert noticed something after the kids were almost in their twenties, though. There was something different fro
England x Reader- Funny*WARNING!* this has kind of cheating in it (it will make sense later) but if you're super offended by that, better not read this!More Like This
"Babe, just try not to worry about it too much. Okay? I love you so much and would kill to be with you right now..." That would be your boyfriend, Alfred. The two of you have been exclusive for years now and were even living together. Unfortunately, you were going through a very tough time at the moment- your dad was being the biggest douchebag on the face of the planet to you, your family was fighting, and just everything was going downhill. You felt almost as if there would never be any light in your life again. And, to make matters worse, Alfred had to be in Afghanistan for work for two weeks. You didn't want him to go, he didn't even want to go, knowing your current state. But being the personification of The United States of America does have duties that need to be done. Alfred was so worried about you that he even called Arthur and asked him to check u
The New World Belarus X Bullied!Reader Part.3You decided to stay home from school the following day, as well. You were still trying to come up with a way on how to handle the situation you had found yourself in. And really, who in their right mind would want to leave Belarus alone in their house?More Like This
You had gotten up earlier than Belarus, and all was quiet throughout the house. Picking up your book and curling up against the couch, you almost forget all about your problems as you got lost in the art of the written word. You almost didn’t sense the figure standing in front of you.
“(Name)…” Belarus called out in a quiet yet harsh tone.
You jumped a little out of surprise. “Oh, um…..good morning, Ms. Belarus! A-are you hungry? I’ll g-go make us some b-breakfast!” You managed to get out.
“Nyet, I can make my own damn breakfast.” She replied while entering your kitchen.
You followed after her. “No, really, I insist, Ms. Belarus! You’re a guest in my home.”
England and Chibi America-Guess what I wantCome on love lets get you to bed" the young english man said softly to the tiny boy in is arms he let out a small yawn. they went down the long hall of the house till they got to a door with stars all over it and in the middle was messy letters in a Red crayon spelling out 'America's room'. the english man opened the door stepping into the room.More Like This
America looked up at his bother with his beautiful baby blue eyes "Ewland!" England look down at him "He's love?" He said tucking him in bed
"You wanna guess what I wanted?" America asked, sitting up waiting for England's response. England sat on the side of his bed "Yes and would that be?" England looked at the young nation.
A giggle escaped america's lip "I can't just tell you,you have to guess!"
England gave a warm smile "Hmm know let my think,you want me to tie a string to the moon, so you can pull it around like a giant balloon." "We could tie it to your bed post to night through the night."
Americas eye went wide "Would you re
America x Reader- Best Trip Ever!More Like This
"Hey, [Name]. How do you feel about takin' a drive?" Alfred asked casually as he entered my living room where I was reading an article.
I looked up at him. "Sure. Did you have somewhere specific in mind?"
He smiled mischievously, blue eyes sparkling. "Sort of. You'll see."
After putting on some sneakers and grabbing my coat and scarf, just in case, we headed out to the car.
Just as I was about to climb into the passenger seat, Alfred stopped me to cover my eyes with a blindfold. "Seriously?" I frowned, not very amused. He laughed his usual loud laugh and I found a smile sneaking back onto my face. "Chill out, Dude! I want it to be a surprise."
Sighing, I slid in and buckled my seatbelt. The blonde closed my door once I was settled and I listened as he got in on the other side. I could hear the key turn in the ignition and soon the car was in motion, pulling out of my driveway and speeding along. I couldn't help but wonder where it was we were headed
Finally, the car c
Oneshot! AmericaxReader: France's ClosetMore Like This
"______, Dude, what are you doing?" America made his way over to the brown couch you sat on, peering over your shoulder and at the TV you so blankly stared at.
"Shh!" You hissed, not bothering to look over to the brown haired man. "Addicting. Eyes glued."
America just sighed, and made his way to the other side of the couch. Plopping down beside you, he still continued to wonder all the fuss was about. He looked at you, hunched over slightly, hands clutching a DVD case as hard as they could. He couldn't quite see the cover, but by the way you held it, it seemed pretty important to you. Smiling, he looked over to the screen you kept staring so eagerly at. Maybe it was a horror movie! He was in the mood for something scary. Just let loose and relax. Or in his case, scream like a little pansy while gripping the nearest thing to him for dear life. Either way, it sounded fun! Putting his arms behind his head, he rested back on the fluffy furniture, waiting to see what you were watching. Then
Italy x Reader- Let's Boil Hot Water~!More Like This
Pausing in front of the window, I watched as the rain poured down, pattering endlessly against the glass.
A shiver ran through me, imagining how frigid it was outside and I returned to the couch, slipping beneath the blankets and sighing, grateful for the warmth.
Suddenly, my feeling of cozy security was interrupted by a loud, vigorous knock at the door.
"[Name]!! Please open up! It's really cold out here!" A voice with a familiar accent begged from outside.
Climbing out of my comfy nest, I slipped on my slippers and quickly undid the locks, pulling the door open.
Standing before me, was my Italian friend, shivering and soaking wet, yet he still managed a weak smile.
"Feli!" I exclaimed, pulling him inside. "What are you doing out at a time like this? You could get sick."
He pulled me into a big hug, getting my pajamas all wet and laughed merrily. "I really wanted to visit you! But after I started out on my walk to your house, this big storm came! So I just kept going."
"Why?" I stared
The New World Belarus X Bullied!Reader Part.2You awoke in a cold sweat. You looked around to see that you were on your bed in your room. Everything seemed perfectly normal.More Like This
“Really? Was all that just some dream?” You asked yourself. You got out of bed and looked at the clock. It was already noon, too late to go into school, but you didn’t exactly seem to mind. One less day of that hell-hole could do you some good. “I slept that long? I don’t even remember going to bed…” you mumbled to yourself.
That’s when you felt the cold tip of a blade hover above your throat.
“That’s because you fainted and I had to carry you to your bed.”
You froze in your place, careful not to make any sudden movements. There was no way it was really her, right?
“Turn around.” She commanded and you quickly obeyed. There she was. The personification of the republic of Belarus. Or at least, according to Hetalia. She was wearing her usual dress and bow, while her eyes….
You-You can see me?!More Like This
You-You can see me?!
Matthew has never been notices by a lot of people, only his brother Alfred was noticed the most, and to top it off everyone would mistake him as his brother. So Matthew went walking around the park, as he walked he notices a girl with (h/c) hair, (f/c) shirt, and (f/c) shorts, so Matthew went over to her to see of what she was doing just sitting by herself on the bench, and he was near her he said, W-what are you doing alone, miss? Oh hi, Im just relaxing here, in clearing mind since people forget about me. The girl said and Matthew said, Oh well is it okay for me to sit with you then, miss (Full Name), but you can call me (Name) and yes you can sit with me um . (Name) said as she trails off and Matthew said, Matthew. Matthew Williams. Matthew said as he then sits next to her and then Matthew said, S-So um just wondering what do you mean you are forgotten , (
Bowling Alley Fun Norway x Reader x Denmark LEMON*This is a lemon, which means this contains sexual content. If you feel like this is too mature for you, please leave now. For those still reading, I commend you XDMore Like This
Norway x Reader x Denmark LEMON
"Well, let's go have some fun!" Mathias said grabbing your hand and Lukas right behind them.
You were prepared what was going to happen that night. They went inside and straight for the back of the alley. They went in the men's bathroom and went to the disability stall (it's the biggest stall in the bathroom)
"Are you sure you want to do this, _____?" Lukas and Mathias asked.
"Yes guys I'm ready." You said.
And with that Lukas and Mathias took of their shirts and started to unbutton their pants, and took off their boxers. You sat on the toilet, your head in your hands blushing mad as hell. Having two guys completely naked, their boners hard and stiff as hell, and extremely hot and toned and sexy muscles all around her.
But Are You Still Worth It? (Romano x Reader)Sequel of the sequel You're Boss (Lemon).More Like This
Your eyes cracked open groggily as he light of day seeped through the dark red curtains. Wait. Dark red curtains? Your curtains were (f/c)! You sat up, cringing at the sharp pain in your head, then look at the sheets. Red. And the comforter was the Italian flag. Your sheets were (2ndf/c), and your comforter was the (Country) flag. You gulped, you were in Lovino's room. Your head flew to the side, where said South Italian was sleeping soundlessly. You looked at your body, you were completely naked! Oh, yeah...last night. You looked at Lovino again, his dark brown hair was swept over his face, the tips tickling his nose as it twitched. You smiled, breathing out a chuckle, it was actually cute...
But what he did to you last night, and then what he said afterwards.....Cou
Hasty Confessions: England X ReaderCalloused fingers traced down her sides, evenly trimmed nails digging into her in an unsteady pattern. She wanted to run, her defenses going up as his hands surrounded her, pulling her by her hips back into his arms and against his strong frame. A shudder ran through her as his lips found her neck, dark promises whispering on his breath. Her eyes fluttered, she trying to keep (e/c) eyes from dilating and giving away her thoughts, along with her desire for those promises to be fulfilled. She bit her lip, her breathing becoming shallow as his thumb teased her hip, edging closer to a place he knew could make her fall to pieces. She growled slightly, the sound nearly silent and causing his lips to turn upward in the slightest of smirks.More Like This
“Is there a problem?” She could hear the playful tease on his voice, and it was impossible to not picture the glint in his emerald eyes. Her own narrowed, a huff of frustration passing her partially open lips.
RussiaxReader - Like This? Part 1More Like This
“I’m home,” you called out as you shut the front door behind you, keeping the cold winter air outside. Taking off your shoes no response came. That was weird you were certain that Ivan was home already. “Ivan, are you here?”
The only sound that greeted you was your small cat, Mr. Bones, meowing in response. Smiling, you walked down the narrow, light wooded hallway and into the yellow and white tiled kitchen. Mr Bones was waiting for you, his grey and white fur dull under the kitchen’s light. He meowed again seeing you.
Bending down you patted him along his spine. “I guess it’s just you and me tonight,” you smiled but a pang of sadness crossed through your chest. “I’ll get you some food.”
You stood back up and grabbed a tin of tuna from the cupboard that was just to your right. You opened it, but paused sighing. It was yours and Ivan’s three month ann
Masochist!Lithuania X Sadist!Reader: Weekly MeetsChains. Leather. Sweat. Whimpers and yelps. You loved it all.More Like This
You stared down at Toris whom watched you with wide eyes. You two have played this game before. He’d also played it with Mr. Russia, but he actually felt some type of pleasure when it was with you. You circled him as he lay handcuffed and lying spread eagle on a rack positioned at a 45 degree angle. This rack however was specifically for keeping people still rather than ripping them apart. His breathing was slightly rushed as was his heartbeat in excitement and anticipation. You walked over to your little table of tools and picked up a small steak knife. You walked back over to him slowly, swinging the knife slightly while making sure it caught the light. You watched as he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the bleed. You could see his Adam’s apple bob as he gulped. You leaned down sensually, giving him a seductive smile as you trailed the flat part of the blade along his cheek, running it down the side of hi
2p!America X Reader X 2P!Canada- SportsMore Like This
Lame at baseball. That's how you were. You loved baseball, but when it comes to play it you just can't. Your mother told you to practice, that way you will learn and get better and thats' what you did. You played it every day after school, but nothing. The popular girls always laughed at you for playing boys sports. Like football, hockey. Yes, you were awesome at all sports, just not baseball and you hated that.
Right now, you were playing all alone baseball, trying to hit every ball that came towards you. You managed to hit some, but still not enough. Tomboy, that's what you were and the fact that you sucked at one sport made your blood boil in rage. After the final ball that you missed, you sighed in defeat and sat on the ground with a sad look on your face. You heard footsteps coming towards you and you turned your head to see Alfred, or Al how he liked to be called. He was the typical bad boy of the school along with his brother Mathew. When he saw you he just smirked.
"Why are you
F.A.C.E x Reader: Just My Luck Pt 1More Like This
This is a sequel to "F.A.C.E: A Little Problem" & "F.A.C.E: Hidden Secrets" If you haven't read those yet please do so you know the back story. Thank you and please enjoy ^^
“Shoot!” You cursed under your breath as you dropped the last half of your (favorite hot drink) that you bought from the corner café. You rolled your eyes when a taxi drove by splashing you from a puddle left by the rain of that morning. You groaned looking down at your now wet clothing. “Really?” You shivered at the cold winds blowing. You just wanted to get home at this point. You turned stepping off the sidewalk as your right foot stepped into another puddle soaking your sock and shoe. You shook your head wishing this day was over when you felt cold liquid hit the top of your head socking into your (h/c) hair. You looked up seeing freezing cold water falling from the sky as you saw the rain falling harder into a down pour. You reached into your bag as you found you left you
Happy New Years! (2P!Hetalia x Readers) ShortsWilliams’ New YearsMore Like This
_____________ curled up next to Matthew in bed. He grinned and pulled her close. The couple decided to stay in that evening with only themselves for company. She had to admit, this year was the strangest, roughest, and most distressing year of their lives but the gained a lot and learned a lot this year. They were invited to a few parties but they decided that the best idea was just them being with their favorite person.
“The popcorn almost done, maple leaf?”
“Yeah, I already stirred it and it’ll be ready soon,” he grinned. Only she could make maple corn for him. He nuzzled her cheek lovingly. After Christmas, they dealt with the normal year end craziness, Francis needed ____________ to forge some records, Yao had her reroute a very illegal package, she tracked something for Ivan and after he bought it he needed the best transporter in the business to get it delivered for New Years Eve, and her final task was ordering and d
Dark Spain x Reader Sequel Crimson PalmsYou now have been a so called slave for about a week and you haven't seen Antonio since the day Lovino took you to him. You sat on the bed you were provided and clenched your fist. The waiting was agonizing. You knew he had to eventually call for you and all the damn waiting was slowly driving you insane.More Like This
You layed down and felt like screaming into one of the pillows. All that this never ending week seemed to give you was a bunch of boring jobs to clean and cook. Now you had expected this, but it was just annoying because you knew that wasn't the reason he wanted you here. If that had been the case he wouldn't have killed all those female slaves.
That night when they each were killed one by one was a nightmare. Sadly, it was a nightmare you couldn't wake up from and escape no matter how much you wanted to. The screams had been bloodcurling. Each one was extremely loud then died off in a instant to nothing.
The night had been a true thing of horror. You had burried your face into the pi
Babysitter :Frerard: "Thanks for coming on such short notice."More Like This
Gerard smiled, pulling off his jacket as he stepped inside the warm house, "No problem."
Mrs. Iero stepped outside, rubbing her hands together in the chilly night air, "Anyway, I'll be back around eleven, try and get him in bed around nine or ten, okay?"
Gerard nodded, "Okay," he turned his head, looking around, "Um...where is he anyway?"
"Oh, he's probably in the living room watching TV or something. Don't worry too much, he usually behaves himself."
"Oh, okay then. Have fun then."
"I'll try. Thanks a lot." Mrs. Iero shut the door, leaving Gerard in the house. Gerard was babysitting her son, Frank. She called just a few hours ago and had left him with very little information about the kid he would be looking after for the night. Although, Gerard didn't care much about that. The only reason he was even babysitting was because he was in serious need of some cash.
Skittles "So, an example of a survey would be if I asked you if you preferred Skittles or M&Ms, then you'd--"More Like This
"Skittles!" A short boy in the back row shouted, ferociously waving his hand over his head, nearly falling out of his chair.
"What was that Mr. Iero?"
The boy rolled his eyes, feeling that his teacher's question was silly, "I said Skittles. Everybody knows Skittles are better."
"Frank, the question was rhetorical. I didn't want an answer. Anyway--"
"But there isn't really a question, 'cuz everybody likes Skittles better!" Frank stood by his first answer, feeling quite confident that everyone was on his side, as most seven-year-olds are when they strongly believe in something.
The elder teacher rubbed her temples, "Well that's your opinion. Now I'd--"
"But my opinion's the right 'pinion isn't it?"
"An opinion isn't something you can get right or wrong, it's whatever you think."
Gym Class F--king gym class! I hated gym class, everything about it. From the changing in the locker room to the endless shouting of the other kids whenever I did something slightly less than perfectly. I mean, my god, at least I tried to do stuff, some kids just stood in a corner and watched. Maybe I should do that, then I'd get out of dodge-ball and maybe everybody would just leave me alone Considering the pissy mood I was in, and the fact that my back was killing me, that's what I decided on. I would just stand off to the side and act like I was doing something. Who would really care anyway?More Like This
I changed into my gym shorts as quickly as possible, feeling slightly embarrassed at my hairless cat problem. Seriously, it looks like I shave my legs, but I can't help it. Damn Italian heritage. Tying my shoes, I listened to the ramblings of the other guys, but slowly lost interest in the
Squeak :Frerard: Squeak...More Like This
Squeak. Squeak, squeak
"Geez, this f---king bed needs fixed or something, it's annoying!" Gerard muttered angrily to himself, changing positions in an attempt to become comfortable while doodling. His pencil trailed across the page, making dark lines that contrasted with the pure white of the page, "Ugh!" Squeak, squeak.
Gerard adjusted his position, now leaning on his left elbow. He erased a line quickly, making the bed squeak with the fast movements of his arm. He frowned, making a growling sound. The squeaky springs in his bed were becoming increasingly bothersome to him. How could he possibly draw something good when he was being distracted by that constant squeaking?
Gerard looked up, still frowning slightly, then let his expression lighten when he saw his brother standing in his doorway, "Yeah?"
Mikey pointed a thumb behind him, "Your boyfr
Frankie's worst nightmareFrank was lost. Darkness surrounded him. It was endless. A tall figure was visible in the distance, enveloped in a single, bright spotlight.More Like This
The figure turned and Franks face lit up as he recognised the man stood some way off.
'Gerard!' Frank yelled, running towards him.
Frank made his way towards Gerard, but he kept tripping. Gerard just stared at him with a bemused look on his face as Frank slipped and tumbled closer to him.
Frank was now within touching distance of Gerard, and he reached out, begging him to help him, to pull him out of the chilling darkness that was crushing him. Just as he was about to make contact with him, Gerard vanished, only to reappear behind Frank.
Frank whipped his head round to see Gerard laughing hysterically at him as the shadows dragged him back and clawed at his clothes and skin, tangling their hellish fingers in his hair.
Again Frank tried to run to Gerard but he just seemed to get further and further away before vanishing completely.
'No!' Frank scre
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I was rudely awakened from my sleep by a loud crashing noise coming from outside the tour bus. I sat up and looked out the window.
"Bloody thunderstorms" I mumbled to myself, still half asleep. I lay back down and attempted to get back to my dreams but I knew the thunder wouldn't allow it.
I lay still for a while dozing.
I heard someone else shuffling around on the other side of the bus. Frank.
He was terrified of thunderstorms, they scared the hell out of him. I immediately felt bad for not thinking about him sooner. He must have been terrified, the storm had been going on for at least half and hour, and Frank had trouble sleeping anyway, even without the added noise of the storm.
"Frankie?" I whispered into the darkness.
"Gerard is that you?" came the soft reply from the direction of Franks bunk.
"Yeah, are you alright with the storm Frank?" I as
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since this is tooo long dammit, this is a troll!highblood!sea dweller!Reader x Gamzee...
Please don't hurt me.
It hadn't taken long for Gamzee to fall in love with ___. Although for the moment, he couldn't have her.
No, it wasn't that her quadrants were full. Quite the contrary, indeed. They were all empty, and she was happy. And a highblood. Higher than Eridan, but lower than Feferi. She was a sea dweller too, and she probably wasn't interested in him in a Red-Rom way.
He spoke to her a lot on trollian, and she always used her little fish emoticon, E'oo'3. Gamzee liked it for some strange reason. It was like his signature : o)
When Gamzee and ___ had finally met in person, he felt so in love, even in a sopor stupor. He honked her nose and she giggled.
"What a motherfuckin' miracle you showed up," Gamzee spoke first.
She giggled. "Of course, silly."
Gamzee hugged her, making a cute honk noise. When she pulled away, he noticed them. It was something that
Dave x Reader : More than friends : HomestuckMore Like This
“Oh, hey Dirk! What’s up, is Dave here?” You ask while fist pumping Dirk when he opened the door.
“Yea, he’s in his room right now. Nice to see you lil’ sis,” Dirk says smiling a bit.
“Thanks Dirk!” You say. You gave Dirk a quick hug and ran over to Dave’s room. You knock and a muffled voice is heard behind the door saying it’s open.
You open the door to see Dave struggling to put his shirt on because of the shades he’s always wearing. This always seemed to happen when you came in and you were sort-of used to it. The shirt was stuck on Dave’s head leaving his chest area was fully exposed. It was quite fit because of his daily skateboard routines he did in the park below. You blush a bit and went over to help him.
“God, why don’t you take those shades off once in a while, they always keep you from putting an actual shirt on,” You say helping Dave. Once he got his head through the right
(Father!DenmarkXDaughter!Reader) For the Love...~For the Love of a Daughter~(Father!Denmark X Daughter!Reader)More Like This
You barely remember those years, but the memory is still there, fuzzy but there. How your father used to be when you were 3 and younger. Blond hair styled up in the most gravity-defying way, blue eyes always sparkling with happiness, strong body and arms that promised protection for his family, and a grin that you could never forget. A smile that spoke love, pride, and just pure elation whenever it was directed to anybody he cared about. How his laugh could cause even Uncle Lukas to sometimes smile, then he's choke him with his tie. You remember the days you called him, "Daddy" with so much love and pride.... Until something changed and everything went wrong, your parents started fighting.
Four years old with my back to the door
All I could hear was the family war
Your selfish hands always expecting more
Am I your child or just a charity ward
A four year old shouldn't be hiding behind a door, try