This Is What She Does.The screen flickers on, and it revealed Zeke, with his head down, antennae back, and shaking slightly.
"Why? After... all... the shit I've been through... why would she do this to me...?" he lifts his head up to reveal the eyepatch on his right eye, and the scars above, and beneath it, that the eyepatch failed to cover. "That's all I can ask now... 'Why'..." he slams his fist down suddenly, his eye filling with tears.
"After all I've done for her! All I've sacrificed! All I've given up and had torn away from me to be with her! Hell, even my own brother wouldn't speak to me because of her!" his blue-grey eye, filled with hatred, hurt, and utter sadness, seemed to turn into liquid crystal as the tears ran down his face. "Why...?" he asked, again, though knowing he wouldn't get a response. He choked down a sob, his normally composed and proper self, now an utter mess. "S-Sin... my love... my... promised wife has... left me. She took our daughter, and she left me.
mun thing XD//is glad for usual lack of favs XDMore Like This
however many faves this gets
in the next 24 hoursis the number of facts i'll post about myself blah blah-=
HA i figured out my life goal~life goal: threesome with Kai from Exo and Taemin from SHINeeMore Like This
could you iMAgIne them both in bed
if they can dance like that
they can use them moves on mE
i want to cry
gbye im just gonna go watch them perform Pretty Boy over and over
Murder House, Huh? (Tate Langdon x Reader) 10More Like This
Title: Murder House, Huh?
Number in Series: Ten
Pairing: Tate Langdon x Reader
Fandom: American Horror Story: Season One/Murder House
Word Count: 1,051
"Tate, that isn't funny! You shouldn't make a joke like that. Death is a serious matter!" You said, your eyes wide and filled with shock. He should know not to joke around about something like that with you.
"I'm not lying, (Y/N)! You really died last night! I-I can even show you you're dead body!" Tate said, seeming to have trouble getting any words out. He took your hand in his and slowly started to lead you out of your room and into your basement. You weren't sure what was going on but you knew that you didn't like it. It was starting to get really creepy and you wanted Tate to stop joking around. He was really starting to freak you out! All you wanted him to do was go back to acting normal, not like this creepy version of him.
He lead you to the basement steps and slowly lead you down them. It was dark and very
[AKIRA] Enough is enough Yuki wasn't always cold... or even violent. Yes, she was once the most peaceful girl in that orphanage and she had always that sweet glow in her eyes. Nobody, except Kaneda and a bunch of other kids (God knows where they are now), knew how she became this girl with a caged vicious personality.More Like This
It all happened when they were kids... in that orphanage...
Yuki always played with the boys, never with the girls. Football, trading cards and other kind of games only boys play. At the time, Yuki had very long hair and used skirts only sometimes. Even though she had this delicate, fragile and girly look, the boys didn't mind having her tagging along in their games. Heck, they even liked her, how she wasn't such a winey crybaby or her voice wasn't as squeaky and annoying as the other girls'. And of course, Kaneda was happy to see his sister happy.
Even though they all looked great, a group of girls, on the other hand, weren't that happy. They were starting to despi
Akira - One WordHe does not like to admit it, but it’s true. Just months later, Tetsuo no longer needs fear.More Like This
It was survival to first forge his vital instincts. The urge to end the day without bloodstains on his rags — it was the wings on his feet and the frantic breath, the blaze shooting through his muscles.
For years, he never made it; he was crashed against the dead ends of alleys, as his skin painfully turned to black. The humiliation grew, steady, with each time his nose was broken. The one solution he had left was crying – he was the little creep, the one out of any gang, alone and defenseless.
But one shouted name is all it takes, when he is not enough for himself. He calls one name, and the whole gang rushes to him – it is their signal to run and to crush bones, to chase the bastards, if necessary, to the end of Neo Tokyo.
As they lie on the ground, so young and so lost already, his bullies now bend to forward the message. Kaneda’s fury does not spare anyo
Enjoying a morning ~Prussia X Reader Drabble~Enjoying a morning ~Prussia X Reader DrabbleMore Like This
Oh God... I should really cover those windows before I go to sleep. Even if it's winter, It's still bright as fuck! And since when did my pillow started gaining weight? It's so damn heavy all of the sudden. And..... since when did it grow hair... and.... abs... hot damn . Oh yes... I remember. Since yesterday. When this 'pillow' offered me the best day of my life. I should open my eyes to see 'it' better. Ah yes. My gorgeous albino pillow. My pillow has the silkiest hair ever. And it smells so nice.Like the softest perfume. He's sleeping so peacefully. Lips slightly parted, petal-like eyelids closed. Shirtless. Arms hugging my torso lovingly. All I want is to hug him even harder and to bury my face in his soft pale neck. Now I remember how I have gained such a wonderful pillow. A snowstorm hit and we stopped at his place. We were so tired we fell asleep as fast as we lied in bed. He hugs me closer to him. I hop
Chubby!GermanyXReader-Happy birthday!It was (name)'s birthday. She was excited, but her German boyfriend, Ludwig, was even more nervous. He was going to ask her to marry him. Ludwig was an odd man. He was foreign, which already made him have a social disadvantage with the Americans. He was also very quiet and shy. (Name) loved that about him though. Finally, the thing that made him the most insecure was his weight. He weighed a good 345 pounds. He wasn't always like this. When he moved to America 7 years ago, he was thin and trim. Now, with the endless supply of good food, especially sweets, he had ballooned to his current weight of 354 pounds. Most of it accumulated when he met his (name) in his sophomore year of college. He loved her more than anything and wanted her to be his forever.More Like This
Ludwig was "running" on the treadmill trying to trim back down to his thin self. It was hard to lose weight because of all of the food that he could ever have was accessible to him. One time he had to literally leave the room
Lyrics: Nightmare NightPony-fied Edition of "This is Halloween"More Like This
In the Style of Tim Burton's "Nightmare Before Christmas"
Twas a long time ago, longer now than it seems.
In a place perhaps you've seen in your dreams.
For the story you are about to be told,
Took place in the magical kingdoms of old.
Now you've probably wondered where nightmares come from.
If you haven't, I'd say "It's time you begun."
Colts and fillies of every age.
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come behold a ghastly sight.
This, our town, on Nightmare Night.
[Cutie Mark Crusaders]
This is Nightmare Night. It is such a fright.
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night.
This is Nightmare Night, everyone turn out the light.
[Golden Harvest & Berry Punch]
Trick or treat,
Till the neighbors gonna die of fright.
It's our town, everypony scream.
Nightmare Night is on the scene.
I am the one hiding under your bed.
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowin
Chubby!PrussiaXReader-PrussianPudginess Gilbert Belischmidt was an odd ball. He proclaimed that he was the "most awesome" in the land that was formally Prussia. He was a womanizer, until he met his now girlfriend (name). Before he met (name) three years ago, he was thin and muscular. Now, he looked far from that. He was now a pudgy thing; weighing in at 340 or more pounds. (Name) had been responsible for this big belly. She was a chef and Gilbert loved her cooking.More Like This
Amazingly, for being as big as he was, he was still super confident in his body; a quality that (name) absolutely adored. He laid on the hammock outside. It swayed back and forth in the summer breeze. It was easy to see that he was asleep on it. Gilbert was shirtless while he was outside. His hand scratched his belly as he slept.
Eating Contest- Prussia EndingArthur was tired of everyone saying that his food was terrible. He just wanted someone to like it...or at least someone to hate Francis'. So he came up with a plan. There was an eating contest coming up soon and the final competitors were from Greece, Italy, and East Germany.More Like This
Arthur stood behind a dark curtain his wand was out and the food would be coming out shortly for the final round. The three males had been plumping up nicely after a dose of his magic. He wanted to make them suffer of being too fat to move with their own fat.
He cast his spell and ran and hid to watch his magic. Feliciano, Hercules, and Gilbert came on stage and sat at the table.
The item they had to eat: crepes
They sat side by side at the table. The crepes were presented to them and they all were hungry gentlemen
Gilbert and his competitors walked on the stage. He was determined to win. He loved the best and was nicknamed the "Awesome". He sat in his position and when chubby chasing (name) came on the stage and
Filled Out Love (Chubby!Russia x Reader) (2)Now, coming from Russia, Ivan was not used to the extreme heat, well to him, from (y/c). Even though sweat would pour off of him in buckets, he always wore his long coat, ignoring the weird stares he received.More Like This
Why did he wear the coat?
Well, the answer was simple, he was fat.
Everywhere he looked around him, were skinny, well-built people, seemingly mocking him with their perfect figures, and with occasional insults. He hated his fat body, from his large thighs, to his overly chubby cheeks, and living in (y/c) made him feel even more self-conscious.
But there was one thing, or rather person, he loved, and she never failed to make him feel better.
That person was ____ ____, the first person to speak to him, quickly becoming his best friend.
She was never afraid of him, even when his younger sister tried to kill her, merely backhanding the Belorussian, smiling sweetly. She never failed to make him smile, and was always there to protect him from harmful insults, even getting suspended onc
PrussiaXReader 7 Minutes in Heaven PrussiaXReader 7 Minutes in HeavenMore Like This
There was a loud thumping at your door and you woke with a start.
"Who the Hell is it?" You yell, checking you cell phone for the time. It was midnight exactly. There was a silence on the other side of your one room apartment door as you stared at it from your bed/couch.
"H-hello?" You whispered, frightened. Then one more loud bang. You flinched as the door caved in and three men burst into your room. You started to scream and run but it was too late. One had grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder. You started to beat on his back until you heard a familiar voice.
"Mon cher, please stop hitting me. You're much stronger than you look." A french accent says and you blink.
"Oui, as well as Gilbert and Toni!"
"Kesesesese~," Gilbert giggled from behind you. "_____, did we wake you or were you getting dressed?" He asked sweetly. You blushed and remembered that all you had on was a tank top and your frilly panties.
Prussia x Reader - You're Awesome"Kesesesese, I'm so awesome!" Gilbert laughed as he watched the stone he just threw hit some unsuspecting person at a far distance. The silver-haired man clutched his stomach as he started laughing much more hysterically when his target looked around confused, wondering where the hell that rock came from.More Like This
"Ahhh, that was awesome," Gilbert commented once he had calmed down.
You were sitting under the shade of a huge tree, reading a book. You sighed and flipped the page while dryly replying to the man standing beside you, "Yes it was."
Gilbert glanced down at you with a disapproving look at how you didn't even look at what he did. It saddened the albino man a bit as he was trying to impress you. He unconsciously petted the small bird perched on his shoulder as he asked you, "What are you reading anyways?"
"A book," you answered simply as your eyes continued to scan the page.
"Oh, really?" Gilbert replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Tch, you're so boring."
"Then why are you here?" y
GruposEs para avisarles que tengo dos grupos: Uno que pienso desempolvar,y uno totalmente nuevo.More Like This
:iconoldandmoderncartoons: Este grupo lo creé hace muchos meses y terminé abandonandolo. Como dice el titulo,el grupo es para los fans de las caricaturas clasidas y actuales. Se acepta cualquier deviation relacionada con las caricaturas,anime o videojuegos.
:iconsu-club-hispano: Este grupo solo va enfocado a fans de habla hispana de la serie "Steven Universe". Obviamente se aceptan deviations sobre dicha serie.
Bueno,esto es todo.
|BlossomxSpicer|Eyeliner and Dawn Powder #1 ENGEyeliner and Dawn PowderMore Like This
Chapter 1 : Lonely schizophrenia and the Monkey cyborg:
When I was a teenager, I remember that I used to sleep only three or four hours a night. Basically, it gave me the opportunity to hone my skills - when you can swallow twice knowledge, you do not deny. Moreover I had a goal: climb the ladder, climb up to the podium of evil genius and master of the world - and make sure I stay there.
What I didn't know in that time was that I would continue to suffer the insomnia until death ensue. Because if it was a blessing for the time, it is now very clearly a curse that nails me in front of my PC, not to know what cartoon or wildlife footage look to finally fall into the Morpheus arms.
I hear a beep in the distance, which takes me out of my almost mystical contemplation in which an episode of SpongeBob immersed me: My alarm, maximum wholesale, a meter away from me, just rang, celebrating the good news that is the arrival of 6 am. Great. One more day I'l