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The Cartographer's DaughterEvery night, he would fold her into his arms before she slept. Creases grew into her, turning brown with wear, and she loved them. When she woke up in the night, dreaming of darkness, he would take her to his desk and draw for her a map of her face, turning it into another world. Tracing the contours of her smile, he would scrawl a warning, "Here be monsters", whispering to her that she was a dragon when angry.

As she grew older, she populated his maps with creatures and peoples from the books she read, or her own creations. He taught her to draw, and to write with an old inkpen, in a cursive script her teacher could make neither head nor taThe Cartographer's Daughter2 years ago in Short Stories

Questions I Never Asked My GrandfatherMy grandfather sits in a wheelchair by the window in the old people's home with his chin leaned into his chest, mumbling incessantly and unintelligibly to himself and drooling a little from the right corner of his mouth. Mom can't come here anymore. She just breaks down at the sight of him so I sometimes come by myself and sit with him in silence for a while.

It's a sad end to a long and hard life, and I morbidly think to myself that if a political party stepped forth now with the legalization of euthanasia on its agenda, I'd vote for it. After two strokes and a hemorrhage, topped with severe senile dementia, what is the point of letting peoQuestions I Never Asked My Grandfather1 year ago in Short Stories

{England X Reader} Comfort of Home

The warm, loving smell of homemade cookies engulfed Arthur Kirkland's body and soul through his nostrils as he followed the heavenly scent. It was almost exactly what he needed after a headache inducing day like this.
The personified country of England hovered into the kitchen, where his newly wed wife, {f/n} Kirkland was baking cookies. Her luscious {h/c} hair was pulled back into a sloppy bun, and her bangs being contiously tucked behind her ears. Her {e/c} eyes were clouded over with anxiety, as if she'd been working all day. She wore a pair of Mudd jeans Alfred had gotten her, and a {birth/month} shirt.
Arthur felt himself smile as he {England X Reader} Comfort of Home1 year ago in Short Stories

No Longer Lonely: Chibi Denmark x ReaderNo Longer Lonely: Chibi Denmark and Reader.

You sighed as you pushed the door open to the convenience store. You worked there over the weekends, and took classes on the weekdays. Your life was pretty packed and hetic. You worked the night shift, which wasn't so bad. People usually didn't come in and the only thing to really worry about were the drunk thugs outside, that usually scared off costumers. They hadn't bothered you since you pepper-sprayed them.

You went to the back and clocked in. Your fellow co-worker, Lukas, was supposed to clock out in a few minutes. You went to restock the shelves. After a few minutes you felt someone tap yourNo Longer Lonely: Chibi Denmark x Reader1 year ago in Short Stories

piss off germany and austria

10 ways to piss of germany and austria

1. take germany's porn collection and replace it with pokemon stuff

2. take all their underwear and cut out a hole in each one and patch them up with the hole you cut out in the others underwear

3.pay people to have sex on austria's piano

4.steal germany's wallet and than invite him out to dinner at a very expensive place and offer to pay. THAN invite russia and give him the wallet before hand and when he gets there say you have to go to the bathroom leaving them alone. once you get to the bathroom sneak out the window. When you get home tell germany that the italian mafia/romano kidnapped you and fopiss off germany and austria3 years ago in Short Stories

You're Family Thump. Thump. Thump. To Yowane Haku it felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her throat. Nervously she stared at the large oak door to the mansion-like house.

She slowly brought her fist up preparing to knock when the handle to her suitcase slipped from her grip and slammed into the door. Haku put her hand on the door as she bent down to retrieve the fallen luggage.

But to her horror right as she reached the handle the door opened sending her crashing down inside the house. Red with embarrassment she scrambled to her knees staring up at the person standing over her.

Above her a tall young man with blue hair and eyes held an iceYou're Family11 months ago in Short Stories

My Little Dashie - After YearsIt's been a full hour since Dashie had left along with Princess Celestia and the rest of her crew. I was just sitting on the couch sulking over the photos left behind, showing distant memories so clear and vivid. It all felt so real, so convincing... enough to have changed me to be a different person from what I was 15 years ago.

And yet I have nothing to show for it.

Had I just gone mad? Was it just a Rainbow Dash plushie that I had imagined as the real thing? And Celestia taking her away was the result of me snapping back to reality after growing up? That would explain a lot, considering everything in this house appeared as though I've beMy Little Dashie - After Years2 years ago in Short Stories

Pieces1 year ago in Short Stories

Baby!Canada X Mommy!Reader: Snow Day

"Mama, Mama! Wake up, wake up!"

You were woken from your peaceful sleep by the feeling of tiny hands fiercely shaking your shoulders and the excited sounds of a familiar voice. You let out a low moan before you shielded your closed eyes with your hand and turned over onto your side, trying to fall back asleep. You were grateful when the hands removed themselves from your shoulders and you were no longer being shaken.

That is, until you felt something rather heavy start to jump on top of you. "Mama, wake up!"

"A-Ahhh!" you gasped as your eyes instantly flew open. You quickly rolled over so that your back was pressed against the mattress andBaby!Canada X Mommy!Reader: Snow Day5 months ago in Short Stories

Daddy!Russia X Kid!Reader-Teddybears VS Nightmares

It was another typical cold winter's night when Russia was fast asleep, warm in his bed. He was exhausted after getting all of the presents ready for Russian Christmas. His peaceful slumber was disturbed when a little pair of feet were running in the hall and towards his door. There was a momentary pause, followed by a little jump in an attempt to open the large door. The first attempt was futile, but the second was successful. Her little breath was racing faster than it should for a little girl's breath as she ran into the room. Not waiting for a response, she jumped into her father's bed and crawled over to him, burying herself in her fatheDaddy!Russia X Kid!Reader-Teddybears VS Nightmares7 months ago in Short Stories

MLP:FiM - Family is Forever

It was a sunny and warm day of summer, like any other. Or, it could have been, if it hadn't been the day when Scootaloo learned the terrible truth.

It was also the day of the grand annual reunion of the Weather Pegasi family. A long awaited moment for the related winged ponies who got together, from all over Equestria, to share news and see friendly faces for the first time in a year. Everyone looked forward to the party, but Scootaloo was an exception.

Each year, at those reunions, she couldn't help but always have this awkward feeling of being 'out of place', as each time some members of the family would look at her, then whisper strange MLP:FiM - Family is Forever2 years ago in Short Stories

Father!ItalyXMom!Reader: Tell Us A Story Bella

"Mommy?" your son Felix asked before you turned out the light and left the room.

"Yes honey?"

"Can you tell me a story?" You smiled and looked down at your feet. You walked up to your son and kneeled down by his bed.

"What story would you like me to tell you?"

"Well, it's not technically a story." You were astonished by your 7 year olds vocabulary.

"Then what about?"

"The day I was born." You felt a pair of arms wrap tightly around you. You turned your head and you saw your husband of 9 years, Feliciano Vargas.

"Why are you always asking about the day you were born?" you asked as you swept a piece of dark red hair off of his face.

"I Father!ItalyXMom!Reader: Tell Us A Story Bella10 months ago in Short Stories

"It's a girl!" the obstetrician said, holding the small, bloody infant up.

Cloud gasped in relief, tears of pain still running down his cheeks. Sephiroth was staring at the small creature the doctor was gently drying off and wrapping in a blanket. That was… that was his child? He'd been expecting it, looking forward to it for so long… he honestly did not know how to feel now that he saw it for the first time. His child. His baby. Surely he was supposed to find it overwhelming and beautiful, not… a little bit unsettling and strange-looking.

"Oh, wow, she's got so much hair!" one of the nurses cooed. She took the swaddled baby The Birth2 years ago in Short Stories

The Reassurance of GreenIt was Ella's idea to hire a gardener for my mother's tulips.

"I've been doing fine with them," I had said, a little surprised at the sudden suggestion. My sister had looked pointedly at the small patch of tulips that had previously encompassed the whole side yard. They were already dying, and the bulbs would have to be planted again soon. I had been planning an intense Internet search for that.

"I'd like to see you do better," I had muttered, but agreed nonetheless. I left the actual hiring to my sister, though.

Which led me to this moment, staring at a stranger on my doorstep and hoping rather desperately that there had been a mistake anThe Reassurance of Green6 months ago in Short Stories

Jack Before The Frost1765
A few miles outside of Burgess, Pennsylvania

"Jack."
His shoulder shook.
"Jack?"
He tried to keep his breathing even. Maybe she'd think he was still asleep.
"Jackson, wake up." His shoulder shook harder. "Wake up. I thought I saw something." His little sister's voice fell into an awed whispering. "I think it might have been Santa Claus."
"Pippa," Jack groaned, and rolled over, brushing his brown hair out of his eyes. "It was probably just a deer. Go back to sleep."
"But, Jackson," she whispered. "Christmas is in the morning. It could've been him. It really could've."
"Mother's going to scold you for being awake this lateJack Before The Frost6 months ago in Short Stories

Father!AmericaXChild!Reader: I love you daddySPLAT!

Alfred coughed up more blood and as it hit the floor, it made a splattering sound. The day was the 11th, September 11th to be exact. Terrorist had attacked the Twin Towers and the Pentagon. Alfred fell to his knees, a crippling pain racing through his aching body. He had been coughing up blood and his mind raced with pictures of distressed citizens.

He stumbled into the streets of New York City. He staggered along the streets as his citizens watched, struck with horror. They gazed into the skies as thick black smoke ran gleefully from the Twin towers; they were once so great, so magnificentFather!AmericaXChild!Reader: I love you daddy1 year ago in Short Stories

"Thor, my love, let me introduce your little brother. His name is Loki. You must be nice to him. Being a good big brother."

Little Thor looked up the baby that her mother kept. Loki baby was so cute with her hair black as a crow and his big green eyes. He smiled in his mother's arms, trying to grab her hair with his small hand.

"Would you like to hold your brother?"

Young Thor nodded. Sitting on the bed of his parents with his mother, he held out his arms and was handed his little brother. He was so small wrapped in his blanket. So calm. Frigga looked at his two children with emotion while Thor looked at his brother with a loMy Brother11 months ago in Short Stories

Angry Birds"JASON!"

Jason recognized that his name was called but blatantly ignored it, involved in repairing his motorcycle.

"JAYBIRD!"

He gripped the wrench in his hand stronger and jerked a bolt extra tight to let out his annoyance, mumbling, "Tim..."

"JAYJAY?! YOUR ASSISTANCE IS BEING REQUESTED!"

He looked up from his spot kneeling in front of one of the tires. He huffed as he threw his wrench aside into a toolbox and wiped the grease off with a handkerchief, "What do you want, baby bird?"

"DAMIAN'S SMOTHERING COLIN WITH HIS PELICAN!"

He wiped the back of his still oily hand on his forehead, "Again?"

"HURRY PLEA--- AAAGH DAMIAN, MY LEG IS NOAngry Birds2 years ago in Short Stories

Strong EnoughFrancis parked the car in the driveway of the house and nearly ripped the key out of the ignition. He grabbed his papers while unbuckling his seatbelt, and once he had opened the door, he slid out. With a huff, he slammed the door shut with his foot and stormed towards the house.

He felt insulted, although he had no idea why. He could not believe that man, a co-worker, insulted life like it was nothing. Francis respected the fact that people were free to make their own choice—that's what free will was for, right? But when someone treats another life like it was nothing, like it was only another drawing on a blueprint that should be scraStrong Enough1 year ago in Short Stories

Natasha's CryOn March 3rd, 1996 Natasha Redwood was born. The blond haired child was so very beautiful. All of the nurses loved to take turns holding her while she was still in the hospital. Everyone loved her dearly… at least that is what it seemed. Her parents were actually jealous of her attention. They always had parties at their house and they were the center of attention. Now that Natasha was born, everyone always wanted to see the baby.

This of course made the parents very angry, so they started hurting poor Natasha. She was hurt so bad that not even words could describe the pain. She would always cry at night because her parents would neglecNatasha's Cry2 years ago in Short Stories

Papa!RomanoXChild!Reader:Daddy's little girl He drops his suitcase by the door
She knows her daddy won't be back anymore
She drags her feet across the floor
Trying hold back daddy, to keep him holding on

Your 6-year old form watched from under the table as your father dropped his bag and put down his suitcase next to the door. You bit your lips, tears streaking across your face.

"How-a many times do I have to tell-a you? Laura is just-a friend! I didn't have an affair!" Your father yelled. You winced; your father had begun to yell at your mother.

"Shut up Lovino! I don't want your stupid crap!"She yelled back at him.

"Good! I would-a tell you to go to hell but your-a Papa!RomanoXChild!Reader:Daddy's little girl1 year ago in Short Stories

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