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Dance I'm a kitty cat~ Denmark x Reader

(Name) Pulled her keys out of her bag and unlocked her best friend’s home, as she entered she heard several thumps and assumed it was Mathias and a certain Norwegian man fighting.

Correction; it was probably Lukas choking Mathias with his own tie. With a sigh she set down the cake she had brought over for Emil’s birthday.

Just then (Name) heard her name called and heard a small thump coming from the stairs. Walking over she spotted something that immediately made her cry out in surprise.

“M-mathias!?” She stared at the male climbing down the stairs one by one like they were a cliff. He was now about 2 ½ in

Nordics x Reader Our Happy Little Fami- WAIT WHAT?Nordics x Child!Reader Our Happy Little Fami- WAIT WHAT?
Note*= This is a Prologue.

You were walking with excitement in every step, you were skipping a little with how much excitement was filling through your small 5 year old body. Your older brother, Emil was taking you to the park for a special surprise that he had promised would be there. Through, you wouldn't say that you were 5 anymore, today was your birthday and Emil declared he was taking you to the park, considering he was the youngest male out of the 5 Nordics.

Just the park was in sight you ran over there, but slow enough to were Emil could keep an eye on you,

PorcelainDiane’s hand crashed hard into the porcelain as her knees hit the ground in front of her perfectly white toilet. She had over done it, she realised. She retched again and vomited into the bowl trying not to let the acrid smell fill her lungs because that smell often made her vomit again. She had been feeling rough for a couple of days but had decided to distract herself by cleaning, the kitchen was done but when it came to bleaching the bathroom the enclosed space made the cloying scent had seemed magnified somehow and it had stuck to the back of her throat until she had coughed it out. She was sick.
She was sick and she hated to be sick. She pulled the plastic toilet seat down and rested her arm on it so she could lay her cheek against her wrist. She felt the tears streaking over her hand and it tickled unpleasantly, but she was exhausted from the exertion of being so drastically unwell, so she did not move.
Eventually she knew she would have to get up. Warren would be home soon

Reader x Sollux: Hanging in: part one-- defenselessHackie [ dH ] began pestering twinArmageddons [ tA ] at 07 : 56 P.M --
dH: guESS WHO GOT AN A ON THEIR REPORT~!
tA: you?
dH: biNGO!
tA: 2houldnt you be, ii dunno, not wiith that 2creen name anymore?
dH: yeAH...
tA: and drop the quiirk?
dH: i lIKE IT
tA: youre a very uniique human, ___.
dH: i'vE BEEN TOLD. *DH chuckles at Sollux, grinning sheepishly*
tA: you talk two nepeta lot, dont you?
dH: ...yeAH.
tA: ii'm not complaiiniing, ju2t a 2iimple 2ugge2tiion that you 2hould hang out wiith other people.
dH: arE YOU SUGGESTING SOMETHING?
You popped homemade deep-fried chocolate coated sugar doughnut holes into your mouth, watching the screen as the little flashy text thing blinked. Your mouth quivered and you yawned, glancing over to your electronic clock. Make that NEW HOLOGRAPHIC clock, thanks to Aradia. Best moirail? Certainly!
8:12 P.M, March 12th, 2013. School out for spring break, go back on next Tuesday, one week from now. Sl

Blame It On September. [Male!Ukraine x Reader]I can still see you standing there
Summer tangled in your hair
First week of July
First day of my life

It’s been a day since I’ve landed here in Kiev. Today is July 1 and I’m sure I need to do something because my parents kicked me out of the house today. They wanted me to tour the countryside that was a few minute trip from my place.

All I have is my iPod, a cellphone, my camera and some money in my backpack. I leaned by the window and took a light nap.

My voice shook when I said hello
And from that word, we couldn't take it slow
I still can't believe
The way you looked at me

I opened my eyes and I was near to my destin

ImmortalWarnings: None
Rating: All Ages

OMG, I LOVE YOUR VOICE U SOUND SO HOT! ;)

Why don’t you just fess up and show us what you look like?

Can I make love to your voice?

Reader x Sollux: Hanging in: Part two"HURRY UUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!" Collin practically shouted at you and you groaned, flinging a dollar coin at him from under your bed.
"I AM hurrying!" you spat back at him, digging through more stuff.
"Well get more money. One dollar won't bu churros for four people!"
"Try two humans, a troll, and a half-robot, half-human." Melody said, petting your brother on the back.
"I found twenty bucks." you said, popping back out and waving the bill in the air.
"Perfect!" Melody chimed, taking it and putting it into her jeans pocket, swiping the coin from Collin. "Also, new message."
-- twinArmageddons [ tA ] began pestering defenselessHackie[ dH ] at 12 : 07 P.M --
tA: ii've been 2tandiing at your door for liike ten miinute2. what are you doiing?
dH: noTHING IMPORtANT. WE'LL BE OUT THERE IN A MINUTE.
tA: 'we'?
dH: i'lL EXPLAIN LATER.
tA: 2ure, whatever.
-- twinArmageddons [ tA ] ceased pestering defenselessHackie[ dH ] at 12 : 10 P.M --
"Shall

Hetalia X Reader Todays MenuHetalia X Reader Today’s Menu

You wheel yourself calmly down the street. As you are moving your mind starts to think about your situation. Your name is (name). You live alone in your parents’ old house. Sometimes you find it hard to believe you were living an ordinary life. But then something happened and later your doctor told you, you had a genetic disease. It would slowly destroy your body. At this point you were alone. Your parents both passed away all your friends were busy with their lives. All you had was large inheritance your parent left you. It was more than enough for you to live happily but you didn’t want that.

ImmortalTitle: Immortal
Rating: I don't know..
But I know there's not really any violence...
And I don't think there's swearing in it..
There's no smut in it either.. so..
Words: 936

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
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Have you ever thought about immortality?
Well then I can't blame you. People been thinking about it, how that they could never grow old, never worry about death.
But that's the bright part about it. But when there's an up.. There's a down.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
---Years ago---
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Turning a page with only a few fingers, the 10 year old masked boy known as Cry was under a tree, scanning each and every word.
"What are you reading about?"
Cry looked up to see his friend, Pewdie.
"Immortality." Cry simply replied.
"Cool." Pewdie said. "But I got something to show you!"
Pewdie grabbed Cry's hand as he dragged Cry away from the tree.

England X ReaderYou wander down the hall of the conference hall. You mind is a jumble, the main thing on you mind is that England is here. You’ve had a crush on him for a while. You look up and see America standing in the hall. Maybe he can help you sort out your feelings.

“America” you shout waving

America looks at you and waves back. As you make your way toward him it occurs to you that America also has feelings for England. When you stand in front of America you mind is blank.

“Is there something you wanted to talk to me about” asks America

“Ah oh it’s nothing” you stutter as you start to walk away

&ldq

MuteThere's nothing too horrible in here in my opinion, but some things don't bother me as much as they do others so... I'll just go with 12+ rating-wise. No pairings.

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The light on the computer screen slowly petered out for the night as Cry took his headphones off his head and rested them on the desk. The last recording session wasn't very exciting... or... it was, he just didn't find himself talking all that much, like he usually did.

He didn't want to.

Letting out a long sigh, Cry stepped away from the desk and plopped down onto his bed. He closed his eyes and was asleep before he could stop himself.

That night, Cry dreamed. It was earl

Eric's Mom Eric was walking with Bird Bones down the sidewalk and around the street corner to his house. At lunch time, Bird Bones invited herself over, as usual, because she didn't want her parents knowing that she had spilled spaghetti on her shirt during lunch time. She told Eric she would just blame it on him if her parents asked her about it later. To this, he rolled his eyes, but deep down enjoyed the idea of future company that day.

Always lonely. So lonely. He was always home alone in his dark, two-story house. Left to do housework and survive on microwave meals and yogurt. His parents owned a business and were constantly gone to meetings in d

Rebecca's Ransom“mmmppphhh…” Rebecca groaned into her gag. The 19-year old girl sat on a hard wooden chair…somewhere. In all honesty, she had no idea where she was. A thick scarf was tied across her eyes, keeping her in the darkness. She’s had it on when she was brought here, and she’d had it on in the two days since then. Another scarf was pulled between her teeth, muffling her whimpers. It was only removed when they fed her, twice a day, one of her captors feeding the helpless girl.
Rebecca’s arms were lashed to the arms of the chair with rope. Her feet were similarly tied to the chair legs. Each coil of rope,

It's Elementary!It all started on one September afternoon.

John and Sherlock had been living together for quite some time now, and the detective had gotten used to the various females that appeared around their flat now and then – John's girlfriends, ex-girlfriends, patients, relatives of patients, and basically every other girl within a half mile. However, he could sense that this time, it was something different. She didn't seem as if she was John's love interest; they seemed to be on more of a casual basis, so it could be easily assumed that they were colleagues.

“Sherlock, this is Joan...” John said, leading her into the living room t

Half!Dragon!King!ChinaxReader - The piece of JadeOnce upon a time, there was a little girl named <y/n>. <y/n> lived a happy life with her mother and father in a little hut next to a tree where peach blossoms would bloom every spring. She would smile and laugh and have fun, and everything was well.
But one day, <y/n>'s Mother got very sick.
One day, <y/n>'s mother called <y/n> into her room, where she lay in her bed, looking very pale.
"<y/n>, I have a special gift for you." Her mother reached under her pillow and pulled out a beautiful piece of green jade, a very important thing to nobles and wealthy people.
"Promise me, you will keep this, and never, never let it go, no matter how hard things may seem to get."
<y/n> Nodded and took the piece of jade, and fashioned it into a bracelet.
"And remember, that I love you. And I always will."
And then <y/n>'s mother died.
Soon after that, <y/n>'s father remarried, a woman

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April 2008

Why does my life suck so much? I'll tell you why: I've moved to a completely different continent and none of my old friends want to talk to me because of it, my new "friends" don't want to talk to me either because I'm such a weirdo, I've been bullied at every school I've been to, I'm failing school, my parents are angry with me, my cat who was my best friend was put down, I've seen friends die, I can't sleep, I keep having flashbacks, my body is doing weird things and I feel like I'm never going to get anywhere. Oh, and the guy I first fell in love with and wanted to forget is back to haunt me. I took a knife to school the other day and I got sent to see a shrink. He thinks I'm bipolar. I call bullshit. He doesn't even have any proper qualifications. He just sat there and listened to me talk for an hour before telling me his "diagnosis". Fat lot of good that'll do me. I just hate myself so much. I really don't like who I am and I can't see any way of changing that... Most of the time I just stay home and go on the internet all day instead of going to school because I can't bring myself to face people.

I found a video on YouTube of this guy attempting to break the world record for the fastest clicking. He is pretty fast... I wonder if he'll win...

Wow, this guy is weird. He has a whole channel pretty much dedicated to being annoying. He's got quite a lot of subscribers though, so I guess people like him. Why though?

Okay, I'll admit he is kind of funny. I guess I'll keep watching to see if he gets any better.

May 2008

I'm starting to quote this guy at school now. People are paying more attention to me because of it... He's actually really funny so I'm not really surprised...

You know what? He's actually really good-looking too... Oh, don't be stupid, Hannah. Fucking idiot.

July 2008

I don't feel too bad anymore. I mean, my body still hurts all the time, I still can't sleep and I still keep having flashbacks, but I feel a little happier. I'm actually having fun doing P.E. in summer school which is weird because I'm as lazy as Toby is (that's the annoying YouTuber's name – Toby Turner, though he calls himself "Tobuscus"). He's kind of helping me. I don't know how... There's just something about him... I don't know what I'm talking about anymore. I need to shut up.

April 2009

The flashbacks are happening less now. I'm actually sleeping a little more too. I still hurt though, all the time. I feel like I'm calming down a bit. I'm even talking to the first guy I fell in love with, though I have a new boyfriend now. I joined Air Cadets in September and it's a lot of fun. I've actually made friends. Most of them really like Tobuscus too. I think my best friend at cadets is Oscar – he's from Mexico and we keep having really funny conversations that are more intelligent than the ones I have with everyone else my age. I got him to watch Tobuscus and he says he really likes his stuff. He says he's not as obsessed as I am though. I'm not obsessed. Am I...?

I guess I am a little obsessed... But he's helping me. I feel like he's actually reaching out to me through his videos and telling me to hang on. Maybe I'll meet him someday... Or maybe I'm just being silly.

April 2023

I wake up and stretch my neck to look up at Toby. He smiles down at me and kisses me gently. "Morning Mr Buscus."
"Morning Mrs Buscus."
"Shall we go?"
"Yes, we shall." We get up and get dressed, putting on our matching 'Tobuscus' and 'HCM92' shirts and walking out into the hallway to open the bedroom door next to us, Toby's iPhone in hand. "Audience? Wha-? What are you doing in Minibuscus' room on his birthday?!"
"Daddy! It's my birffday?" We both laugh as the small boy jumps up on his bed and starts bouncing.
"It most certainly is, you little noodle! Shall we see what you're getting for your birthday? What's Mummybuscus got behind her?"
I pull my hands from behind my back to produce a box wrapped in fun wrapping paper and lay it on the bed. As the wrapping paper is ripped off furiously we share an excited chuckle. "I think you're old enough to have a pair of your own now, nugget."
He cries out with joy as he pulls out a small pair of his very own Tobuscus heelys. He bounces up and down on his tiny bum then throws himself at us to hug us tightly, his small arms almost strangling us before he jumps back down to try his heelys on. Dropping down from the bed, he runs out into the hall where he can try them out on the hardwood floor and we follow to make sure he doesn't hurt himself. Before we can walk out the door, he whizzes past in a blur, shouting "WHEEEW!" at the top of his lungs. Toby hugs me close as we both watch our son with immense pride.
"That's our Minibuscus!"

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~MusicBeats42 Apr 26, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Nice story, I enjoyed reading it

~xx-emorocks-xx Apr 27, 2013 Student General Artist

Thank you! I'm hoping to start another one but every time I try to write it, I can't get the words out!
Hopefully I'll be able to start posting it soon. =]

~MusicBeats42 Apr 28, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

No Problem! I hope you are able to write soon! Your writing is Great!

~ellebuscus-padicox Dec 8, 2012

awwwwww that's sooooo cute, the end I mean

~xx-emorocks-xx Dec 13, 2012 Student General Artist

I'm glad you like it! ^^

~veronicgarcia Jun 20, 2012

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW so cute!!!! I'm so sad it's over!!! But I love it!!! Thank you so much for posting this it was such a fun read!!! I'm gonna have to reread it! And reread your other Toby fanfic! They were so funny and sometimes sad and they made me hold my breath, bury my face in my hands, laugh out loud and make me just so happy in general!! You have an amazing talent and if your acting is anything like your writing, then I'll see you on Broadway missy!

Btw, what should I read next in your gallery? XD

~xx-emorocks-xx Jun 21, 2012 Student General Artist

Hahaha!
Thank you so much! I hope to see you in the audience on Broadway!

You can read anything you like in my gallery! I have quite a few shorts that are alright, but none of them are as good as this or 'IWSI'...
Heh.

~veronicgarcia Jun 21, 2012

Okay I'm sure i'll still like it!

~xx-emorocks-xx Jun 21, 2012 Student General Artist

We'll see...

~Teirra-Misaki May 27, 2012 Student General Artist

aww yay! good epilogue, fitting in a sort of prequel-thing with the future is a nice touch
im sad its finally over though! it was a good read!

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