Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 6Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 61 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kurai and Yuki took Kage back home. Kurai had a few deep gashes on him and was bleeding, so Yuki ordered Kage to go to his room and stay there.
Kage went to his room grudgingly. He closed the door behind him and lied down on his bed, gazing out the window at the bright moon in the sky.
After a little while, Kurai and Yuki entered. Kurai had fresh bandages on, although they were beginning to get stained with blood.
“Kagekao; what were you thinking!? You could have been killed!” Yuki scolded.
Kage grumbled something and sat up, but didn’t really respond.
“What possessed you to go to the city alone, and on top
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 8Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 85 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kagekao was still confined to staying inside the house. It was a good thing, even if Kage didn’t see it that way, because his wounds hadn’t fully healed yet; however, because he couldn’t go outside, he was constantly bored throughout the day.
When night finally arrived, Kage climbed into bed to go to sleep. After a few long minutes, he felt himself drifting off; but someone opened the door to his room and rushed inside. It was Yuki; she shut the door silently and then looked at Kage.
“お母さん? 何で-？” (Mom? What is-?) Kage started, but Yuki quickly motioned for him
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 7Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 71 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kagekao opened his eyes, squinting at the bright light of sunset coming through the window. He coughed and lifted his hand to his chest, feeling the bandages wrapped around him that were caked with dry blood.
He tried to sit up, but a sharp jolt of pain came from his back; he groaned.
“Kage, don’t sit up; you have some deep gashes on your back.” A voice from beside him informed.
Kage lied back down and turned his head; Yuki was standing beside his bed.
“Mom, I-” Kage started to speak.
“Kagekao! What were you thinking?!” Yuki interrupted him.
“It’s just that I . . . umm . . . I
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 10Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 103 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kage sighed. He climbed further up the roof so that he could no longer hear his parents; he didn’t like to hear them so sad.
Kage climbed to the highest part of the roof and sat down; he felt like he needed some alone time to think. He felt afraid; he didn’t know what his parents were planning, but it didn’t sound very easy.
He closed his eyes and listened to the sounds of the night. The wind blowing through the grass and the trees, crickets here and there, things of that sort. They were calming and peaceful, something nice.
Kage opened his eyes, and thought he saw something in the woods. He grew alert and looked over
2p!America x Shy!Reader Cold. It was cold. Freezing really.2p!America x Shy!Reader1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Washington this time of year was, really in lack of better words, numbed to everything in the outside world. Time seemed to slow down, as did crime, accidents and the such. Walking outside was just a bad idea, but you needed inspiration for your writing. Anything to spark your creativity, but as I said before nothing happens in December.
The small sleepy town of (make it up .-.) was not much help either. The snow plow had already come through and piled high icy mounds onto the sidewalks and median of Main Street, and thrown salt on the rode to prevent black ice. Most of the shops where open, warm
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 9Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 94 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kage closed his eyes tightly, hoping that it was all a dream; some horrible nightmare that had struck in the night. He hoped that he would wake up soon, and everything would be normal.
He opened his eyes; everything was still in its ruined state. He closed his eyes and opened them again; still the same. Kage stood up, but moving had made the open wound on his chest hurt again. He sat back down and sighed. This wasn’t a dream; it hurt too much to be a dream.
Kage sat and waited. He couldn’t tell how much time had passed, everything seemed to drag out. What he perceived as minutes were probably just seconds. Maybe he should jus
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 11Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 112 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kage blinked his eyes open slowly. He felt light headed, and very weak. Looking around in a daze, he saw that he was in his own room, in his bed. He was wrapped in fresh bandages as well.
He heard voices, and feebly turned his head to look in the direction from which they were coming from. His parents were standing a little ways away, but facing the other direction so they did not notice that he had regained consciousness. They were discussing the situation in worried voices.
“I knew this would happen!” Kurai hissed, “If we hadn’t heard him then Kage would be dead right now!”
“Does this mean . . ?&r
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 12Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 121 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kurai put his hand to Kage’s neck, trying to feel for a pulse; but there was nothing. He felt his wrist, still nothing. Kagekao was gone.
Kurai laid the body on the ground gently, and then stood up. He looked up at Scollex, his one remaining eye blazed with hatred. Scollex was silent, but then started to laugh; he laughing at his pain.
Rapidly unsheathing his claws, Kurai ran towards Scollex.
“お前殺す!!” (I’ll kill you!!) He snarled ferociously, but Scollex merely stood there; watching as the enraged demon ran towards him.
Then Kurai noticed something that he wished he had noticed befo
Pop-Rocks (KarkatXreader ) your name is _____, and this is whats happening.Pop-Rocks (KarkatXreader )1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Let's explain, shall we? You sit there smirking like a perverted idiot but what you're smirking at has nothing to do with your pervy mind. You have just handed your best-friend, (and flush crush) Karkat, a small bag of pop-rocks. This is going to be entertaining. “WHAT THE EVER-LOVING FUCK IS THIS _____?” he bitched as he examined the bag closely.
You giggle quietly, “It's candy. Just try it? Please?” He sighs and rips open the top of the bag. “WHY THE FUCK AM I DOING THIS AGAIN?” “Oh for fuck sake Karkat just eat it!”
He surrenders silently
Pleasantly So. Reader x EnglandPleasantly So. Reader x England2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
His touched burned her skin, set her veins ablaze; smeared charcoal on her face and left her breathless. She would only find words of astonishment when his mouth touched her, soaking in moment with wide eyes and sliding her chilled fingers into his hair; she brushed the silver piercings in his ear and shutter. They were hot, too.
Arthur's stare found hers when she froze, jade eyes burning her just as well as his fingers did. He did so wordlessly, breathing through his nose and his lips shut, silent. It was difficult to predict what he was thinking, he kept himself guarded so well. She wanted to say something, anything, but she found no words
Just A Maybe. Reader x RomanoJust A Maybe. Reader x Romano4 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
On the outside, people couldn't see how much she wanted to make herself bleed across her carpet. They couldn't see the stains of her tears on her sleeves or the mascara streaks down her cheeks when she was alone. She carved lines into her skin, marking all the times she's felt alone, depressed, anguished, wronged, or helpless and cried into the blood until they ran purple.
She was pathetic, weak, and foolish; that's why she did this to herself - she was a coward, afraid of the real world. She locked herself within her own mind from the outside and refused to slide the only key inside through the small sliver underneath the door so someone, a
Commission: Bully!RomanoxBullied!ReaderxFelicianoThe sound of guns* rang in the distance and got louder as you were slowly brought back to reality, but you willed yourself back to unconsciousness.Commission: Bully!RomanoxBullied!ReaderxFeliciano1 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Crap! I’m gonna be late!” you shout whispered looking at you clock which read 5:00 AM. “Crapcrapcrap!!!”
Quickly grabbing your uniform, you ran to the shower, after that you ran out the door to attempt to reach school before 5:30AM. No, you didn’t go to a wacked up school that started at like 5:30 or 6:00, but it’s easiest to get to your first class without any trouble. Romano and his brother arrived at school around 6:00, and he wasn’t the nicest to you, or anyone. He pretty much singled out you for bulling though. He constantly hurt you both emotionally and physically. He call you word
The ListShe has a list.The List6 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She has a long, long list, spanning many pages in her notebook. There are pages upon pages, coated in a messy scrawl of blue gel ink that varies in freshness from hours to years.
Every night, she adds to it. Every night, religiously, ever since she can remember. She has to stay up as long as it takes to add whatever she can recall to her list, no matter how tired or how busy she is. If one were to happen past her house on any particular night, odds are the light would be shining brightly as she frantically scribbled in her notebook.
Her list is precious to her. She isn't proud of it, but she needs it with her always.
GermanyxReader- Been a Long DayGermanyxReader- Been a Long Day1 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Well, here it is at five PM, the finish of a long day’s work. The both of you are standing in front of the elevator, shyly averting your gazes from each other, though you couldn’t help but glance over occasionally. Upon meeting each other’s eyes, you turned away again just as quickly.
The secretary and the clerk, not particularly well acquainted, not very much to say. Yet, anyone nearby could hear your minds ticking away.
Your lovely (e/c) eyes flicked over to his broad-shouldered form, wondering if maybe you took the same bus.
He glanced over and flushed as you ducked your head and looked away, running his hand through h
Skin Disease. Reader x NorwaySkin Disease. Reader x Norway5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ever since he could remember, Lukas has despised people touching him; on occasion it would make him physically ill when his friends would even pat him on the back.
Growing up, he had an aunt; this aunt loved her dear Lukas. She would pinch his chubby cheeks with her long, painted nails and kiss him and squish him and he remembered how much he hated that woman. Her painted face made him cringe and the scent of her strong perfume made him gag; and, when his mother left him in his aunt's care, she would touch him. Her older hands would feel his soft, young body and he could do nothing about it.
The woman made him completely resent the touch of
Carried Away-Colonist!AmericaxIndian!Reader part11Carried Away-Colonist!AmericaxIndian!Reader part111 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred slowly opened his eyes and blinked a few times to clear the fuzziness. He thought it was strange that the ceiling was made out what looked like tree branches, instead of the thick logs his father had secured with great care. And while he was thinking of that, why was the ceiling so low?
He sat up quickly and was assaulted by cold winter air. That's when everything that had happened came rushing back. Getting captured by Indians, becoming friends with _____, getting captured again, this time with others, the kids escaping, and then... It was really blurry and could easily been a dream, but he seemed to remember _____ hau
NorwayxArtist!Reader Oneshot! Pose For Me...NorwayxArtist!Reader Oneshot! Pose For Me...NorwayxArtist!Reader Oneshot! Pose For Me...2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Automatic censor, any and all cuss words are bleeped out with ****’s.
Cation: Hyperish Reader-chan
“Thanks for today, _________. I really appreciated it.” Mathias said as you walked up the front steps to his house. You and him went to the same college and recently, Mathias got sick and needed to borrow your notes from the one class you guys had together. Actually, it was more like tutoring for the morning... Afternoon... Evening... All day... He needed help. But he said he’d make it up to you by letting you come
Clubbing - Dirk x Reader Bass and shouting filled your ears before you even set foot in the club. You were led in by your friends, whom had been so excited to bring you out with them to the new place, no matter how much you insisted on a movie night. The fact of the matter is that you didn't want to be there, and for quite a few reasons.Clubbing - Dirk x Reader4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not only was the club filled with people from your school, but the guy you'd been staring at in the three of your six classes you shared with him was there as well. Hell, he was there every damned night of the week with all of the other rather popular people from your school.
Another reason you didn't want to be out
Alex's Heavenly Gift WARNING: This story contains pregnancy related belly inflation. Some stuffing and breast inflation are included as well. You have been warned.Alex's Heavenly Gift4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
SECONDARY WARNING: I'm not a writer. Grammatical errors and poor sentence structure may be ahead (I tried, but I'm not sure).
Alex was a good girl. She always did as she should and was nice to everyone. She never had to be punished when she was growing up either. Her parents loved her and other parents wished their kids were like her. Alex went through her life in a nice and 'safe' way. She didn't hang out with people who would get into trouble, she avoided drugs and alcohol, porn, R rated movies, and anything else that could be considered 'bad'. She had managed all A's through out school, she graduated top of her class in physics at her university, and she was now working on various scientific studies at the lab downtown.
Today had been a normal day at the lab and a normal night at home. To sum it up in one word,
Phineas and Ferb Character Analysis: Candace FlynnPhineas and Ferb Character Analysis: Candace Flynn5 days ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Ah, Candace Flynn. I have been waiting to talk about this character for a long time.
In my opinion, she is the funniest character in the show. That’s not to say that the other characters aren’t funny or interesting because every character in the show has some funny moments and are interesting when it comes to their character. But if I had to choose who the funniest character of the show is, that would be Candace. Every one of her antics always puts a smile on my face. However…when I started watching the show back in 2008, it was not like that.
But I am getting ahead of myself let’s talk about Candace herself.
Construction Paper HeartIn all my life, there are many things my brothers taught me. Very few of them were taken seriously, and I can only remember a handful.Construction Paper Heart6 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
And so, rule number four was as follows: If you're ever on your first date with a guy in a restaurant and your date orders a lemon margarita, dump him. Immediately. Just end it right there.
Rule number six was to never, ever feed a stray cat tuna, for then, they will become tuna junkies.
Yes, I know, they're both very important life lessons; I agree. However, there's a deeper meaning in both of them. ...Well, alright, maybe there isn't.
But they did teach me this, and it's more than enough to make it throu
Phanerozoic lately i've had a certain thought stuck in my brain,Phanerozoic1 week ago in Letters More Like This
the thought of how easily i can change my fate.
retrospectives play and replay a silly habit embedded in me
like fossils rested in subsoil,
like little insects trapped in golden amber,
like gems cased in by stone:
i wait until its too late to open up.
by then, i've just learned to make myself comfortable.
i imagine how beautiful i could be if i opened up like gardenia.
i make promises to myself that things will be different next year,