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Into Your Arms Again (Dead!AmericaxReader) SongficHer eyes were glazed over with a layer of glass tears, she couldn't believe this was her reality. It seemed like it was just yesterday when she and the one true love of her life married in the darling gazebo. She could still see the beautiful wisps of chiffon fabric fluttering in the wind. The lights twinkling under the night sky, illuminating the place as if they were lost in the Milky Way. She remembered how she always got lost in that sweetness of the southern twang in Alfred's voice. Every word he said in his vows, oh they were just like a tender melody sung by the purest of angels. Everything about him was just perfect. Though what she lInto Your Arms Again (Dead!AmericaxReader) Songfic20 hours ago in Short Stories

Male!Belarus x Reader: Just a Nuisance Chp. 4

The new couple walked towards the main building laughing and being completely disgusting. Well, thats the one who was observing this scene in the shadows thought anyway. Thats when he kissed her. Right on the school steps. Thats also when the watcher's heart felt as if someone plunged a knife into his chest, twisting it deeply. He'd finnaly realized what kind of a nuisance this girl was. He slid down onto thr tree nearby and clutched his head. He tried to picture his dear sister, but only her face hung in the back of his mind. Why? Why, should he care? If you were occupied with his sissy big brother, you wouldn't be in the way as much. He'd hMale!Belarus x Reader: Just a Nuisance Chp. 416 hours ago in Short Stories

Male!Belarus x Reader: Just a Nuisance Chp. 3

Your P.O.V

I sighed and spinned the combination lock. My hand ached from writting everything I had to say, due to the irritating loss of my voice. My locker opened and a white paper fluttered out;

I have something that belongs to you. Well, your names written on it anyway. I have math last period in room 109. I'll be waiting there, so come by and pick it up.

Must have left something there. Great, now I have to walk all the way over to the other building. I gave a final sigh and began walking towards the math building.

??? P.O.V

"One more thing to do then I can go home," I sighed as I left the classroom. It was my week to assist Mrs.PMale!Belarus x Reader: Just a Nuisance Chp. 317 hours ago in Short Stories

Yogscast Fanfic- Long Walk HomeThe mage's glowing eyes were clouded by unshed tears. The bright purple cast a steady coloring to the surrounding ground. The still-smoking crater gaped before him, where his home once stood. Correction, where their old home once stood.

Only now... It was probably only Rythian himself left. She was the one who stayed behind. It should have been him, not her. The chances of her surviving were slim, yet he still let her try. Some partner I am...

The last of his metaphorical mask crumbled to dust, he let his emotions flood his insides. They were trapped, wanting to be let out. They succeed in the form of tears and heavy sobs. Dropping to his kYogscast Fanfic- Long Walk Home18 hours ago in Short Stories

Monstrous TheaterSzczupły blondyn siedział na dachu wieżowca, spoglądał majestatycznie na miasto. Westchnął ciężko, nie miał ochoty tu siedzieć, ale czuł, że musi. Na tym polegało jego zadanie, obserwować i nic więcej. Mężczyzna odepchnął się lekko i wychylił do przodu ześlizgując się z krawędzi. Zamknął oczy. Spadał powoli, wiatr rozwiewał włosy. Całym ciałem poczuł zbliżającą się ziemię, słyszał gwar ulicy, nikt jednak nie podniósł wzroku, nie Monstrous Theater2 hours ago in Short Stories

Depth of Your love (2)The next morning Emma awoke feeling refreshed yet excited for that days’ dive, the first of many scheduled dives of the placement. She ate a light breakfast of a honey and banana bagel with fresh squeezed orange juice with the other students and then changed into her speedo navy blue one piece and her full length black and silvery blue Scuba-Pro wetsuit. Once she had those on she went to the lower deck where she found Tom fitting his bouyancy compensator device or BCD to his air tank. She blushed for a second time in two days when she saw how incredibly hot he looked in his wetsuit with his hair tied back in a small bun.
“Oh hey EDepth of Your love (2)4 hours ago in Short Stories

Karkat x Reader Movie Night Karkat x Reader

You were currently getting ready for he- excuse me I mean school. At least it was friday and you know what that means... MOVIE NIGHT! The only reason you wanted to go to school was because of your friends. You would do anything for your friends, underline anything. You grabbed your binder and walked to a table where a picture was placed. It was a picture with your parents on it. You were mostly home alone, since they were photographers and went around the world. You walked out the door and on your way to the bus stop.

You got to the bus stop where most of your friends wKarkat x Reader Movie Night11 hours ago in Short Stories

The Golden Shipment: Chapter 2The Golden Shipment: Chapter Two

Old Friends, New Responsibilities

“We need to make copies.”

“Huh??” Rosie was snapped out of her daze. For some reason, she couldn’t stop thinking about that strange man in the sunglasses. The thought of him irked her to no end. She had never met anyone so obnoxious. ‘Fascinating.. He thought I was fascinating.’ Rosie’s cheeks turned red at the thought.

‘No’ she corrected, ‘He thought the fact that I was talking to a tiger was fascinating.. in other words, stupid. That jerk! Who does he think he is?’

“See you again, Rosie.&rdquoThe Golden Shipment: Chapter 219 hours ago in Short Stories

OnceCette musique . Celle qui veut tout dire . Celle qui me fais comprendre que vivre sans toi m'es impossible .

Je ne cesse de penser à toi , chaque heure , chaque minute . Tu hante mes pensées . Tu ne te rend pas compte à quel point c'est abominable .

Mais toi tu passe chaque jour devant moi , m'ignorant tel un pissenlit sur le bas côté , moi je te vois , je ne peux m'empêché de lever les yeux sur ton élégance et ta beauté...Si seulement, tu daigné me regarder rien qu'une seule fois...

Alors , oui , je peux le dire, ma vie sans toi , sans te croiser, t'observer et soOnce1 hour ago in Short Stories

Loneliness - a Skrillmau5 oneshotLoneliness. That was the last thing Joel ever wanted to feel. He hated it. He hated it more than anything else. But that’s all he felt at the moment. And he hated it.
Sitting on the side of his bed, he buried his face in his hands, his hat thrown off to the side. “I fucked up again.” He muttered to himself into his hands.
He didn’t want to be alone. Not right now. He couldn’t be alone right now. So he reached over to his phone and scrolled down until he stopped at an old familiar number without really thinking to. His finger hovered over the call button before finally pressing it.
“Hello?” The familiaLoneliness - a Skrillmau5 oneshot2 hours ago in Short Stories

The Solider and the Ballerina.I hear, I sense, I feel. I can do all these things but I can't wake up. I'm standing in a corridor, people walk through me, stand on me and crush me! Each time someone crushes me I get up brush the dirt off of my clothes, fix me hair, and fix my clothes up.
One day, just that one day I found someone special! He was mid-hight, brown eyes, brown hair, tanned skin, freckles and a kind heart. He saw me each day and he saw me get trampled on. He helped me, he helped the little ballerina.
He fixed me up, repaired the broken parts and helped me away from the corridor I spent months with him learning many new things. I felt something I never felt before. Love! This strange but horrible feeling.
It was wonderful, I could tell that he felt the same, but he felt that way for awhile. I was happy! He was there protecting and helping me.
We spent awhile together, it was the best time for me. But things changed, we didn't see each other and our love grew weak. I felt broken and upset again, I went baThe Solider and the Ballerina.9 hours ago in Short Stories

The Gates of VictoriaA saddled horse and a weathered face
Dusty roads, snakes, and spiders
Chapped lips and just a drop of water
The stars keep me company
Always knew I would make this journey
Always knew I would come looking for you
Never mind the long trip across the sea
Mist turned into lapses
Lapses turned into waves
The waves turned the ship
I struggled for days
I pictured waking up differently
Like in the movies
Cough a few times
Dig the sand out of my ears
No
Vomit sand and salt
Tongue to lip stings
All of it to reach you
I never thought I would get this far
To the gates of Victoria
Ill break through soon
Then my real journey beginsThe Gates of Victoria15 hours ago in Short Stories

That FriendshipI walk with my friend, Kyle to school. I skip ahead, and he asks from behind,"Hey! Stop going so fast! It's hard to keep up!" Laughing, I say,"I'm sorry, I'm a bit hyper today!" "A bit? More like a lot!" I smile and look back, stopping. "Fine, fine, but only because you're my bestie." He smiles and runs up to me. "It means a lot." "Haha, you know why I'm hyper right?" "Um... a holiday! No wait, um... a school event!" he jokes. I smile and teasingly punch him in the arm. "You know why," I say. He grins and says,"Well duh! Besties, remember? Happy birthday!" Smiling, I say,"Thanks." "I have a present for you, too." "Oh? What might that be?" He hands me a box and when I open it, it has that rabbit necklace I wanted! "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I hug him and he smiles. "I love you Kyle!" I scream in happiness, and a little from being hyper. "Love you too, Amy." I smile at him and say,"I'll try to top this present for your birthday!" "Haha, you don't need to try." "Huh? Why?" "BThat Friendship16 hours ago in Short Stories

Marriage ProposalPrompts:
1. Character 1: A fearless 26 year old hairdresser
2. Character 2: A melancholic 48 year old driving instructor
3. Setting: An art class
4. Situation/Conflict: A marriage proposal

The warm summer breeze blew through the open windows of Miss Holly Burton's classroom. All of the students in her adult summer art class were sitting wide-eyed and inspired, completely captivated by her as she gave a lecture.
Well, just about everyone.
Forty-eight year old Richard Keeton's attention had been diverted by something else he found to be far more interesting and beautiful than any art that Miss Burton could ever create or lecture about. His Marriage Proposal16 hours ago in Short Stories

Hopeless WishingStaring blankly into space, she thought about the way his smile crept to his face when he looked at her. She knew he was probably thinking about his girlfriend but she had to let herself hope for a second. She wanted the chance to believe that she could have the opportunity to be with him. But it wasn’t that simple.

He belonged to her, the beyond beautiful Felicidad. She couldn’t compete no matter what she did. She had everything that she wished she had: the looks, the body, the smile, the eyes, and the personality that he adored. She was his everything and how do you compete with a person’s world?

You don’t.

She isHopeless Wishing20 hours ago in Short Stories

A little drabble 5-21-13 Such a disappointment when we lose a person. It’s such a pity I didn't have you for as long as I had planned. This is a terribly old cliché in life. People always come and go. I was absolutely certain you were going to stay. I was so sure of it because of how committed you were to me. Even though your job was getting pretty difficult and you couldn't call me on certain nights, I was understanding…but perhaps too understanding. Maybe I should have threatened you that I would leave. Maybe I should have held a grudge. But honestly, what good would that do? I’ll tell you, it would leave so many holes in what we called our A little drabble 5-21-1321 hours ago in Short Stories

Far and CloseA Polaroid photo to remember her by remained taped to the ceiling above my bed so that whenever I lay awake at night, unable to pass into my dreams, I would be able to gaze upon that sweet face and speculate about what would have happened if our families hadn't stepped in and brought both of our lives crashing down to below our foundations.
We were high school sweethearts, you could say, but it wasn't the shallow kind of love a person would normally expect after seeing all those sappy love dramas that Hollywood and novelists had spun up and then getting let down by their crushes - it was real. And by real, I mean that you could feel our passion in the air surrounding our bodies, a benevolent aura of emotion and hope for the future that continuously pushed the oxygen away from the both of us.
I loved her with my heart and soul, something I never felt capable of admitting before. I loved her more than anything, more than life itself, and I was absolutely sure of it - noFar and Close19 hours ago in Short Stories

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