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Every Angel Deserves a Child"I can't feel the unfurling of my wings, Daddy."
I was not her father. I had entered her life when she was two years old, and she called me Daddy since she never knew her real father. Her mother's death two years ago made me the sole, living parent of an eleven-year-old, and I never felt like I was the right person for the job.
"What do you mean, Asrin?"
"Mom always said that when puberty started I would be the swan that emerged from the ugly duckling. She said I would be able to fly gracefully towards my dreams. But, I don't feel it."
As much of a woman as she was becoming, she was still a child. I wanted to answer her question, but I really had a hard time discussing her blossoming womanhood in the middle of a laundromat. Her pretty eyes were pleading with me, but I told her we'd talk later.
Janet had told Asrin a lot of things before she succumbed to the cancer. The last week or so of Janet's life were morphine-induced fantasy, I think.
Janet and I had met during cEvery Angel Deserves a Child1 month ago in Short Stories

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 Italian1 month ago in Introductions & Chapters

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 MORE1 month ago in Short Stories

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 wIndependent3 weeks ago in Short Stories

The holeI was walking, and then IThe hole3 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 Pledge3 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

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 - Prologue2 weeks 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

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, GermanyxReader1 month 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 12 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters

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

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

Spell gone wrong Cat!EnglandxReader

Spell gone wrong
Cat!EnglandxReader
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Just a little note for what names I use for them:

Wales- Dylan

Ireland- Seamus

Scotland- Allistar

England- Arthur
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“ALLISTAR! GIVE ME BACK MY UNDERWEAR!!”

Laughter from said man filled the mansion of the Kirkland brothers.

Oh how he loved to tease you.

“Hehehe, ye’ve git some interesting panies ‘ere lassie!”
“I AM SO GOING TO KILL YOU!!”

Allistar ran trought the house with a smirk on his face.
This was almost a daily routine for him, the pervert he is…

His brother sighed, folded his newspaper and stood up from the couch.
Walking over to tSpell gone wrong Cat!EnglandxReader1 week ago in Short Stories

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)1 month ago in Introductions & Chapters

Cynophobia: Germany X ReaderCYNOPHOBIA: GERMANY X READER

When (Name) moved into her new townhouse, she expected many things. She was well aware of the two flights of stairs she had to climb to get to her room and the tiny master bath it contained. The narrow splash of cement in her front yard that served as parking space was also anticipated. A square, lush green yard was also on her list of expectations. However, one fact had not been mentioned to her. A diminutive, unexpected detail had been left to surprise her.

Dogs – three gigantic ones, to be precise – awaited her beyond the confines of her yard. They prowled the path next to the fence, peeking throuCynophobia: Germany X Reader1 week 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 22 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters

Sadist - Chapter 11

In the darkness of the early day, Esther walked quickly. It was almost twilight, the sun seemed like it would emerge from the horizon in a little bit. She sped up, that memory playing in her mind. That regained memory, and the memory of Zehnder the last time she saw him.

Esther looked around; but found no one. No cars, no people, not even a stray cat.

She looked around for anything; any clue or sign at all. Still, nothing. But then, finally, she found something. She saw a small spatter of blood, and then another, and another. She followed this trail of blood to a small parking lot next to a convenience store, only to be greeted by a grueSadist - Chapter 111 month ago in Introductions & Chapters

Pick up lines [Sollux X reader]Your name is _____ _____ and this is whats happening.
lets explain your scenario shall we? You and your best friend Sollux are sitting on your couch chatting, letting the TV play yet paying no attention to it. You and him were talking about programming, as usual, when you got a bit tired of sitting normally. you brought your legs up and lay them across his lap. Thats when it all started. He smirked, deviously put his hands over your legs. “___?” you looked up at him, unamused, “yea sol?” he chuckled and squeezed your knee lightly, “are you a hero of hope?” you blushed and rolled your eyes 'oh lord here we gPick up lines [Sollux X reader]1 month ago in Short Stories

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