Neko-ItalyxReaderNeko-ItalyxReaderNeko-ItalyxReader7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You paused as you walked into the room. So many choices.
You looked around, feeling slightly crest-fallen. None of the cats really looked like on you could get along with.
Maybe you shouldn't buy a cat. You didn't know if your apartment even allowed cats.
Besides, would you really have the time to take care of one?
Sighing, you turned to leave.
"I'm really sorry Miss Elizabeta. I don't think I'm ready for a cat."
She nodded and shrugged, "Come back if you change your mind."
Sighing again, you left.
"I can't deal vith him." You looked over at your German
Key to My escape.Key to My escape.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Perhaps my mind is better
off left in this bizarre dimension
though nothing makes sense
even to me.
So I will gladly, with the purple cat
and his cunning grin, laugh
Ha ha Ha ha Ha
Or have a cup of tea with my friend
Mad Hatter. But, shhhhhhhhh
La La La La La
Don't tell him that
it is not his tea what
I desire on my virgin lips.
Even the shade of the
painted roses, cannot
compare to my telltale blush.
But once awake, I look around
to the world I despise.
Desperately searching for
my white rabbit
with his ticking clock
To no avail, here I sit
wishing for the key to my escape
to my Wo
Hope Ch.9 EdWinHope Ch.9 EdWin2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ed stepped off the train, and stretched his arms above his head, groggy from the nap he had just awakened from. It felt weird to be traveling without Al, but Ed didn't want to chance him finding out something he shouldn't, so he shrugged off the feeling. Scratching the back of his head, he began to walk towards the street, but was interupted when he heard someone call his name. He looked around, but couldn't spot anyone he recognized in the bustling crowd so, he continued on walking until he heard it again. Sighing, he looked back to see if maybe he might spot a familiar, and with some luck, he was able to spot Mustang making his way towards
Control your emotions 10Discl: Naruto is property of Masashi KishimotoControl your emotions 102 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A seven-year-old boy with scars on his cheeks stood in the middle of the street, glaring head-on right back at the people who gave him dirty looks. Some people spit in his direction, though the saliva would never be able to cross such a distance anyway. Women guided their children away from him, whispering things like, "Don't look at him" and "If I ever catch you with that boy you'll be grounded for a month".
The child raised his fists, shouting, "I'm not a demon! Anyone who calls me a demon
My Little DashieOk, don't worry yourselves everyone. This is not a drill. Due to Deviant Art's word cap, I realized a bunch of edits going into my story have not been getting updated. So, I made a Google Doc which you can follow here https://docs.google.com/document/d/1NwdIJMALxxi6egHz832IuNIHy1J7JAqulJFoGeLM5tY/edit?hl=en_US or an actual hyperlinky thingy below in the description. I was gonna just delete this and re-post something about it, but with so many of you commenting I was just overcome by your words. So, I wanted to keep them so that I can remember you all! Thanks!My Little Dashie2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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America x Reader - HeroHetalia: America x Reader ficAmerica x Reader - Hero2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Thunder rumbled, shaking your entire house and causing you to stiffen. Stupid weather... you couldn't believe it. Why did it have to rain on Halloween night?!
"So much for trick-or-treaters..." you sighed sadly, looking at the large bowl of candy on the table. Your mom and dad had left earlier for a Halloween party, so you told them that you would distribute the candy. You never cared for trick-or-treating anyway. You then looked at yourself in the mirror. You had even put on a costume for the kids. It was a witch costume that you had worn for a couple years now, but you didn't mind. You could
One Feisty Feline [Cat!Romano X Human!Reader]One Feisty Feline [Cat!Romano X Human!Reader]10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm home!" you called out as you pushed open your front door. Hands full of grocery bags, you close the door with your foot. Not a minute after announcing your presence in the house, a blur ran out from your room and over to your legs. Standing there, nuzzling your shin was your tabby cat, Romano.
Romano had become extremely protective of you once you had found out that you were pregnant. Your fiancé, whose child you were pregnant with, was currently overseas on military business, so you were left alone with Romano. You had just gotten your cat around the time your fiancé and you had started dating. He had always been rather prote
Neko-CanadaxReaderNeko-CanadaxReaderNeko-CanadaxReader8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The meowing from the cats was loud. There had to be at least thirty cats there.
"Are you looking for a particular type of cat?"
"No. Not really..." You twirled a lock of hair around your finger. "Are there any kittens?"
"Yes!" Elizabeta clapped her hands. "Only one though, the other two where adopted." Nodding you followed her over to a cardboard box.
Inside was a smallish beige and white cat. It had the most vibrant purple eyes you had ever seen.
"This is Matthew. His father, Francis, is that one over there." You looked over at the fluffy white cat.
"Um I'll take him!" Reac
Neko-RussiaxReaderNeko-RussiaxReaderNeko-RussiaxReader8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
So many cats!!!
Big cats, tiny cats. Every color possible.
How to choose? Frowning you scanned the room. You wanted a cat that wasn't very well liked by the others. One that you could shower with affection.
A large gray brown cat sat off to the side. The other cats skirted around it.
"Can I have that guy?" You squeaked pointing towards him.
Elizabeta looked surprised, "You sure? Nobody really likes that cat. Sometimes people do adopt him, but they always bring him back."
You felt your heart throb in sympathy. You had to have that cat. "I am one hundred percent su
Germany x Reader - My Crush On YouYour eyes were dull as you stared down at the book in your hands, you could barely make out a single word of it, because you couldn't stop thinking about him and his words. The way he told you to leave you alone, it didn't make sense. The words just kept echoing through your head, the same strict voice was always heard as well.. it just wouldn't stop haunting you.Germany x Reader - My Crush On You1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Leave me alone, the only reason you're following me is because you're seeking attention. Go and beg for it from someone else"
You stopped going after Ludwig immediately after he approached you that way out of nowhere, was it really that obvious? You always kept such a great dista
NekotaliaxReader IntroNekotaliaxReaderNekotaliaxReader Intro8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ever had one of those days when you think it can't worse and then it does? That was the kind of day you were having.
First you woke up late for work. The ONLY time you were late to work. And what does your boss do? He fired you. To make matters worse your A-hole boyfriend was a total jack-ass about it when you had called him up crying. AND the parking meter had run out and now you had a 50 dollar fine. And to top it all of your gold fish had died.
You tapped the steering wheel of your car in annoyance. It was taking forever for the stupid light to
America x Reader - Sweet DreamsHetalia: America x Reader ficAmerica x Reader - Sweet Dreams2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You stared longingly at the large bed in front of you. It was so big. Depressingly so when you had to sleep in it by yourself. Alfred had to attend another World Conference, leaving you alone in his large house. You thought that you would enjoy this time, but instead, you missed him more than ever. It wasn't the same here without Alfred's smiling face and excitement. And he had only been gone for two nights! You had another two nights to go before his return. And you hated how much you missed him.
"Keep the outside lights on at night... and don't forget to lock the doors!" he said an
Child!Canada X ReaderChild!Canada X Reader8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were walking down the snow covered sidewalk, swinging your arms as you headed home. It was winter in Canada; all you wanted to do was curl up next to a fire... Until you heard very soft sniff and what sounded like quiet sobs, making you freeze in your tracks. Yep, you could clearly hear it; it was from a little boy next to a large tree. He had chin-length hair with a strange curl that drooped from his blonde bangs; but he had a scared look on his adorable face and tears ran down from his light blue eyes, dripping onto his snow white teddy bear. Your heart broke at the sight and rushed towards the boy.
"Are you lost? Where are your parent
One Last TimeOne Last Time2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Severus stood very still as Dumbledore walked past him, out the door, and down the revolving staircase to the griffin three floors below.
Snape was alone in Dumbledore's office.
He glared around at the many shiny, and very delicate instruments that lay on the small, rickety tables, and shelves all around the room. His eyes had just passed over the dilluminator, and an old snitch, when they fell upon a gold ring with a small black stone cut in a diamond shape. There was a triangle, and circle, and line set into the top of the stone. He caught his breath.
It had been years since he had heard his mother's sweet voice telling him the ancient t
Don't Insult Maman (Child!BTT X Mama!Reader)Don't Insult Maman (Child!BTT X Mama!Reader)6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
[A/N: THIS FOLLOWS LITTLE TO NO HISTORY SO DON'T BITCH AT ME. Okay enjoy ^.^]
"Francis, Antonio, Gilbert, lunch!~" You called your little countries, setting out the food. It was surprising how fast little kids move when their favorite meal is set down; Spain was munching on a tomato and some churros, France chomping on...snails..., and Gilbert chewing on a wurst. You gave a tired smile at them being adorable as always, giving a quick glare at the pile of work waiting for you. Having one young country was hard enough, but you were taking on 3! Letting a small sigh of relief of paperwork, you ate some (favorite food) quickly.
"Maman?" your Fr
Dinky Doo's Father Revealed"Mom, who is my father?"Dinky Doo's Father Revealed2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ditzy Doo paused in making dinner, the grey pegasus's body stiffening as her eyes widened in shock. Turning, she looked at her daughter Dinky Doo and blinked slowly. She held her breath for a moment, slowly counting to five before letting it out. In her head, she had known this day would come, but she had hoped her little filly would be older.
Ditzy Doo knew about how the other foals made fun of her due to her mother being 'special'. As cruel as the foals Dinky's age were, they would grow out of this stage eventually. The real painful barbs were from the mares and stallions around town. The aghast looks and the back
Neko-Sweden and Neko FinlandxReaderNeko-Sweden and Neko-FinlandxReaderNeko-Sweden and Neko FinlandxReader8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
So many caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaats.
You tapped your foot in frustration. How could such a small room hold so many cats?
Which cat...... How could something so simple be so difficult? Did that even make sense?
You remembered a slight problem. Your son.
Geez, you didn't want to bring home a cat that would scratch or bite him.
"Um are there any cats that don't mind kids?" You scratched the back of your head, surveying the assortment before you.
Elizabeta nodded, "We have Berwald and Tino." She pointed at a chair. On it sat two cats, a small beige one and a rather intim
warriors fanfic: A cure for frostbite part: 1warriors fanfic: A cure for frostbite part: 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Cure For Frostbite.
Frostbitten let out an involuntary yelp as his paw hit against a sharp stone. Frustrated, he kicked at it- sending it spinning across the cold floor and hitting the left hand wall. Hollowed-out holes lined the wall and the clatter of the rock caused several berries to cascade out of various ones.
"Oh, fox dung," he mumbled and stopped his insistent pacing to recollect the scattered ingredients: ingredients for important use in his work. After all, Frostbitten was the medicine cat of Thunder Clan. "Grr, if I have to wait any longer, I'll go crazy!" the pale tabby growled, but it was a worried growl, almost desperate. "I
Father's DayFather's Day2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It had been an exhausting and emotional week for Phineas. The Monday announcement of the school's yearly Father's Day Activities had made him just as excited as the years before; he and Ferb would both take turns entering one obstacle race and competition after another with their father. It had been something Principal Beauregard came up with for the entire high school. And every year, the games were more and more interesting.
As usual, Phineas was looking forward to that coming weekend.
At least until the new kid from the eleventh grade spoke up.
"Those Father's Day games are for dads and their kids; not dads and their stepkids."
ZaDr - TouchTitle: TouchZaDr - Touch7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warning(s): Shounen-ai, intergalactic love
Summary: A story inspired by my ZaDr fanart "ZaDr - shoujo style". Zim doesn't know about human affections and how intimate a touch can be. Dib decides to show him. Story for ~Yakushi
Hands. Sensations. Nerves connecting to a central core. Sending pleasurably messages to one's body.
Lips, soft, wet, chapped, burned, swollen. Delicious sweet lingering feelings that make one dizzy.
Warmth, a momentum of heat radiant heat from another's body. Waves of comfort.
Emotions, in every color shape and size.
Touches, the very feeling of
Prussia x Reader Don't Touch My SketchbookPrussia x Reader Don't Touch My Sketchbook!Prussia x Reader Don't Touch My Sketchbook5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"C'mon frau! Let zhe awesome me see!" Your albino friend begged.
"I said no Gilbert!" you snapped. You, like many other people, are VERY protective over your sketchbook.
"Vhat are you hiding in zhere?!" he tried to grab the book from your lap from where you sat on the couch. But much to his dismay, you moved and he face planted over the piece of furniture. "Jeez frau! So harsh!" he said in mock hurt. You merely rolled your (e/c) eyes and walked into the kitchen.
Ever since you two met in the third grade, you always carried around a sketchbook. And always, you would never let him see. He would br
PrussiaxReader: The Best Friend Part 1PrussiaxReader: The Best Friend Part 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
It has been 3 years since you saw your best friend, Gilbert Beilschmidt. You kept in touch by phone calls, text messages even letters but you truly miss seeing him after he told you in the fifth grade graduation that he got to move back to Germany. But he said he coming back in three years to see you. You felt special after he said that.
Three years has pass, it the first year of high school and it the day when Gilbert comes back.
You got up extra early, full with joy and excitement and went to prepare yourself. When you were ready to leave, you went to your room and got the letter Gilbert had send you few days ago. "Almost forgot you." Yo
Neko-EnglandxReaderNeko EnglandxReaderNeko-EnglandxReader8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You stared at the cats around you.
A big cat with an oddly large nose sat down near your feet. His purple eyes stared up at you.
You slowly edged away from the big cat. Elizabeta smiled, "That's Ivan. He's a bit strange." You nodded, feeling the urge to avoid eye contact with the fluffy cat.
"Um are there any cats that have trouble getting adopted?" You looked around at all the cats.
Elizabeta shrugged, "Pretty much all of them. They were either strays or donated."
You grimaced, poor kitties.
The huge cat leaned against your leg again.