Requests~So I decided to start taking requests here at deviantART. Sometimes, I need inspiration to hit me like a brick and I need help in terms of that.More Like This
I'll mostly do literary since I'm horrible at drawing. Teehee~
Here's how to request:
1. Comment or send me a note containing the following info:
My forte is romance and a bit of tragedy if it suits me. I'm more inclined to fanfiction, but original stories can also be taken up. I can, however, write other genres like violence or humor. But I WON'T write smut, since it makes me uncomfortable (Yeah, I'm a prude like that... XD)
I'm fine with anything (almost). If you want a reader insert, then just tell me if you're a girl or a boy and who you want to be paired up with. If you want original characters then give me the desired pairing. If you want an original story, then tel
Fat GirlI am the girl with the pretty faceMore Like This
Who 'could be so beautiful'
I had to develop a personality
Had to become funny and likeable
Had to perfect the art of the one-minute introduction
And I am not lovely
I am personable
I am not the ingénue
I am the character actress
I will say "yes."
That is what separates us from the pack.
We will say "yes."
And we will make jokes at our own expense
We will learn to laugh when someone pokes our belly
We will flirt without fear
Because we've already been shot down so many times
That what is one more rejection?
We will live life like others cannot
Full of reckless abandon
And joy and fun and laughter
Because the quickest way to learn to not give a fuck
Is to be one of us
For we have been so downtrodden
We have been so shamed
That we've grown callouses on our BMIs
And if you call me fat,
I will laugh and say, "Obviously."
Darling, if you wear your pain like armor
No one can use it to hurt you
And in the end, we will all be the same
And we will all fee
His Feelings, a Avengers FicletS.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Clint Barton laid awake on his bed. It had been a year and half since the Battle of New York, but that wasn’t on his mind. It was something else entirely.More Like This
It had to do with a certain red-headed partner of his. A partner he has feelings for. Feelings that had surfaced during the Battle of New York.
Barton needed to tell her how he felt, and just didn’t know how to do it.
There was a knock at the door, and it opened. The woman in question stuck her head in. “Come on, Clint,” she said. “We have a mission.” Then just as quickly closed the door.
A mission, Barton thought. He could always count on her to partner up with him.
[ UsUk ] A NoteMore Like This
As Arthur was sitting in his house playing his guitar he hears a knock on the door.
He gets up and opens the door but to his surprise there is no one there. He looks around until a bouquet catches his eye. The bouquet is full of beautiful flowers and has a single note.
"Dear Arthur Kirkland,
I am sorry for not addressing you myself. I was way too scared to do something like that."
Arthur picks up the flowers and heads inside taking one last look outside before closing the door. He sets the flowers down on the end table and sits on the couch. He continues read the note.
" There is only one thing I would like to ask you. After your next concert would you meet me in the park at 11pm?"
He re-reads that last sentence.
"A fan wants me to meet them? Bloody hell..."
He has gotten letters like this before but something was different about this one. There was something that made it special.
Looking at the letter again there was no name it was just signed as " The Hero "
[America x Reader] Eyes Like the OceanMore Like This
As you wake up in the morning you think to yourself "Today will be the day! I am going to tell him how I feel." Today was the day that you were going to confess your love to your best friend Alfred. You have tried many times before but you chickened out of it. Though you were totally sure that today was the day.
As you get up and get dressed you can't get the thought of how you think Alfred will react. He normally has a good reaction to everything. Maybe he was going to freak out at you and end up never talking to you again! You had to force those thoughts out of your mind. No matter what reaction he has you are going to accept it! For good or worse.
When you finally get downstairs it is 10:15. You told Alfred to met you at 12. So that meant you have a couple hours. You could either watch anime or waste the time watching TV.
After arguing with yourself you choose TV because if you watch anime you won't want to stop.
You flip through the channels finding nothing interesting on. You sigh
Seven Minutes in Heaven- SealandYou sat happily next to the young not-really-a-nation nation that you loved like a brother. Sealand continued to tell you about the 'big English jerk' and how he'd make him rue the day he abandoned him as the party around you continued. Truthfully, you never were the type for big parties and the only reason you'd come to this one was because of the boy next to you. He was only fifteen, but he was one of the most interesting people you'd met since meeting the countries.More Like This
You were so engrossed with what Sealand was saying that you barely noticed the three people who were approaching you until they had sat next to you. The Bad Touch Trio. You smirked as they circled around you. You were known for pulling raging prank wars with them and the last one was just priceless.
"Oi, (Name), how would you like to play a game," Prussia smirked as his arm wrapped over your shoulder.
"Oui~ And such a fun game it is," France laughed as he leaned over the back of the couch to rest his head on your other s