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Romano X Reader - How To Babysit An Italian

You tossed your school bag on the floor and collapsed on your bed. “Thank God it’s Friday!” You cheered as you reached under your bed and pulled out a chocolate bar from your ‘secret stash’.

As you chomped down on your delicious treat, your cell phone buzzed in your pocket. You pulled it out and smirked, it was your long-time friend Antonio.

“Hey Toni” you answered, mouth full of chocolate.

“Hello _________! What is my good friend doing today?”

“Lying on her bed getting fat on chocolate. You?”

“Well, I have a little teeny tiny favour to ask of you _________!” Romano X Reader - How To Babysit An Italian3 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters

Lousy Tips for Writing1) Trim your nails. Those little clumps of dead cells and protein are evil. This varies for every person, but as an avid pianist and amateur violinist, it’s always good to keep your most important tools sharp—or in this case—flat. Having long fingernails reduces accuracy and confidence in placing your fingers on the keys. One false move, and it’s a slip! You might even end up with a typo. I have a nasty knack of going back and correcting a misspelled word (when I find one), but that throws me off balance forcing me to restart my writing momentum.

2) Unplug your headphones. Music is evil. Music without words is also evLousy Tips for Writing1 month ago in Reviews & Guides

PREY NO MOREPREY NO MORE

Rope dug into Patrick’s wrists as he struggled to free his hands. His hot, damp breath washed over his face, trapped by the fabric sack secured over his head.

A floorboard creaked. Patrick froze, his back rigid against the chair, and strained his ears. Another creak.

“Hello?” he called.

The sound of swishing fabric.

“Who’s there? Where am I? Why’d you bring me here?” Blurred memories swam through his mind: drinking at the bar; stumbling home; a shadow sweeping out from an alley.

Fingers grasped his chin and jerked his head upward. “Hush.” A woman’s voice.PREY NO MORE3 weeks ago in Short Stories

Warphorisme XXXQuand un chevalier Jedi se fait berner, c'est un peu le dindon de la force.
et bonne journée, hein moi je vais prendre le train à la gare des étoilesWarphorisme XXX1 month ago in Editorial

Independent

The sun was headed down towards the horizon, its bright light shining down onto a single road. Forest and trees were alongside the road, a few birds could be seen in the trees; chirping happily and living their lives. The road led into a small town, but before it reached that town, there was a small building next to it.

This building was single story, and had a large front and back yard. Small playground equipment was displayed out in both of them. It seemed like a nice little place, maybe a daycare or something like that. But upon closer inspection, it was not as enjoyable as it had seemed.

It was an old, abandoned building. The paint wIndependent2 weeks ago in Short Stories

The holeI was walking, and then IThe hole2 weeks ago in Short Stories

Proxy PledgeI am a Proxy.

I live only to serve.

You are my Master.

I will fight and die for you.

I am willing to accept

that my normal life is over.

I know that I cannot

return to how I was.

I will accept

any mission without question.

I will complete

any mission without fail.

I will accept my partner

no mater who he is.

I will not question

why I have been given one.

I cannot question.

I will not disobey.

I am aware that I can be replaced.

I do not expect kind treatment from my master.

I am not human, nor am I a demon.

I am a Proxy.

And I'm here to serve you.Proxy Pledge2 weeks ago in Short Stories

England X Reader X America - I'm Sorry (Part 1)

You looked down at your watch, 6:30pm. Your boyfriend should be home soon. You sighed and fiddled with the remote. Your house was always so quiet and boring without Arthur. His boss had been making him work overtime and he had been a bit grumpy lately so you tried your hardest not to tick him off.

You stared up at the ceiling and puffed out your cheeks.
God there is always crap on T.V on Thursday nights. You looked down at your watch again, 6:34. You let out a frustrated sigh and nibbled at your finger nails. Maybe you should do something nice for him? Like cook him a nice romantic dinner! And then afterwards you could give him a naughty tEngland X Reader X America - I'm Sorry (Part 1)1 month ago in Introductions & Chapters

Relationship Problems, GermanyxReader He wasn’t really one for relationships, even simple friendships managed to confuse him. If one needed an example all they would have to do is look at how he acted around that Italian.

No, Ludwig Beilschmidt wasn’t really one for relationships, no matter how uninvolved they were. He didn’t easily converse with people, and more often than not he would rather remain alone so that he wouldn’t be bothered by having to look out for anyone. At least, that is what he often told himself when he had time to think or whenever he felt the need to mutter a small complaint under his breath. However, this wasn’t exacRelationship Problems, GermanyxReader3 weeks ago in Short Stories

Don't Touch: America and Pregnant ReaderDon't Touch: America and Pregnant Reader

He tried his best to resist; using cold sodas and bags of crunchy chips to fill the bottomless void that was his stomach. The thought of disappointing her should’ve been enough, but it was futile. It was waiting for him. Its creamy sweet existence radiated from inside the frozen cell and called out. He remembered, begrudgingly, that it was for his relatives, the Kirkland’s, most of whom just wanted the free food and drinks. They wouldn’t care if there was nothing to go with the pie. He convinced himself one spoonful would satisfy the itching thirst on his tongue and she wouldn&rsDon't Touch: America and Pregnant Reader2 weeks ago in Short Stories

Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Prologue

Kagekao looked out at the sky. It was a beautiful blue, fluffy white clouds drifted by the hot sun lazily. Birds sang their happy songs joyfully as they swooped through the air. It was midday; too soon to go out and ‘play.’

Kage was sitting on the roof of a house, just thinking to himself. His hood was down and his black and white striped scarf was flowing in the wind. He felt odd, like something was there, but then again it wasn’t. The feeling made him feel depressed and sad. He felt like he was forgetting something important, and he desperately wanted to remember it.

Someone else climbed onto the roof and approached hForgotten Past - Part 1 - Prologue1 week ago in Introductions & Chapters

A not so damsel (BTT X Reader)

“Zhere’s notzhing to do!!!” Gilbert complained loudly to his companions as Francis read and Antonio sucked on a lollipop while doodling on the back of a blank report.
“I don’t know what to tell you mon ami.” Francis replied running a hand through his silky blonde hair.

He, however; glanced over to see Antonio not listening since he was totally enthralled in his drawing. After raising an eyebrow Francis asked, “What are you drawing zhere?”

The tanned male looked up and grinned cheekily. “Hahaha I was drawing myself rescuing a chica, that would be fun would it not?” The in a suddeA not so damsel (BTT X Reader)2 weeks ago in Short Stories

Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 1

Around 21 years ago in Japan there was a city. This city seemed normal, like the others, but it had something different about it; it was plagued by two resident demons and two wandering shinigami (Death god).

Unfortunately for the citizens of this city, the shinigami and demons did what one would expect them to do; murder people. Although once in a while someone managed to wound one of them, the creatures always got away with their malicious deeds. And like many creatures of this sort, most people thought of them as just a myth to frighten children.

“Don’t stay up past dark or the demons will get you!” People would tell Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 11 week ago in Introductions & Chapters

Sadist - Chapter 14 (Final)

“Zehnder . . ?”

Esther blinked her eye open slowly. She gazed around her surroundings, feeling light headed and numb.

For a moment she thought she saw Zehnder again; killing those cops, ripping them apart one by one. And all the bullets flying towards her, and all the blood, and finally the wail of the ambulance as it sped towards them; then a blinding white light, and then nothing.

Esther looked around more, trying to clear her head. She saw white walls and odd machines. It was all just a memory; she was no longer in the alley, no longer covered in blood, and no longer with Zehnder.

She tried to sit up, to get a better lSadist - Chapter 14 (Final)3 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters

Peter Katz1 month ago in Editorial

Of Withdraw and Jealousy {RED Gamzee}

[A/N]: WHAT IS THIS MORE PULPY AND GAMGAM.
HELL YES IT IS.
Set before the events of 'Back by Morning' for sew-bergamzee's contest.
And besides, Dave.

Gamzee Makara
Of Withdraw and Jealousy

You enjoyed trolling the humans. As did Aide. You two often double teamed the Dave-human, because his reactions were golden.

asorbicChemical [AC] is now trolling turntechGodhead [TG]

AC: daVe!
AC: hOw are yOu? ( 0u0)
TG: oh god
TG: its you
TG: the troll that types in that annoying orange
TG: its like look at me im bright and really fucking annoying
TG: have you drank your fucking orange juice? no? well here i am to remind you to do it bitch
AC: what? i Of Withdraw and Jealousy {RED Gamzee}1 month ago in Short Stories

You should date a guy who writesDate a guy who writes. Date a guy whose fingers are stained with ink, whose pockets are filled with pens, and whose eyes smile and dance with curiosity. Date a guy who notices things like the colour of your hair and the way you have your coffee, not because he has to, but just because it’s a habit of his to notice things. Date a guy who can barely get around a computer, but is expert with his word processor. It doesn’t matter; he prefers pen and paper anyway.

Find a guy who writes. You’ll find him just outside a library. He’ll like the idea of being outside, on the verge of a thousand worlds, a few steps away. He&rsquYou should date a guy who writes2 weeks ago in Stories & Vignettes

HetaliaXLittle!Reader: nation Picnic"Hey Alfred~" the cute little nation smiled up at the tall American. "Hey (name)!!" He yelled kneeling down and hugging her. (Name) blushed and giggled. "So how are ya enjoying the nation party?" (Name) looked around at all the nations around the park, throwing footballs, arguing and having a good time. "It's fun!" Alfred smiled at how cute she was. "(Name)!! Come er' lassie!" (Name) saw Scotland calling her over. She quickly said bye to Alfred before running to the Scottish man. "Scottie!!" (Name) squeaked jumping into his arms. "Ahah ey lassie how ar' Ye doin?" She giggled at his accent "I'm great!" Just then the BTT walked behind them soakHetaliaXLittle!Reader: nation Picnic1 month ago in Short Stories

Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 2

About ten years pass by. Kurai, Yuki, and Kage were all doing well for themselves. Kurai and Yuki taught Kage many things over the years; skills and abilities that would aid him in his life. Kage was eager to learn, although sometimes forgetful of key attributes; such as when you climb a tree, you need to keep your claws unsheathed or else you fall, which he did; many times.

Over time he mastered his claws and climbing abilities, and had mastered his parkour skills as well. He wasn’t allowed to go out and ‘hunt’ like his father did in the city; so he spent a lot of his time chasing after animals and or birds. He never kilForgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 21 week ago in Introductions & Chapters

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