The Call of Magic Pt 3The Call of Magic Pt 3 by Algebra246
In all of honesty it was nice to be outside rather than being cooped up reading a book. Then again…____ felt that that sounded more exciting than being lost with a clueless friend. “I think we’ve past this shop already, Lottie.” She said exasperatedly. Glancing at her friend, she sighed dejectedly at her.
“Aww, look at this kitty!” Lottie cooed at the small kitten that mewed at her. She knelt besides the small creature, petting its calico fur. Purring affectionately, the kitten arched its back, wanting more of Lottie’s touch.
“Aww, yes you are.” Lottie replied in a baby voice.
“Are you…umm…talking to the cat?”
“…Yes, yes I am.”
____ shook her head, a smile on her lips. Lottie paid no attention to her female companion, still conversing with a baby voice. “I know ____’s such a boring person. Do you think I should get her to socialize? (Mew) Aww, that’s a good idea, tak
Silly Verses (America x Reader)Silly Verses (America x Reader) by Algebra246
Messy handwriting is all you can see,
You cannot really read this, deciphering the message,
is harder than counting one, two, three.
Scribbles here and there, along with doodles of heroes he worships.
A few ink drops now and then, as he tries to come up with some verses.
Verses that he has trouble with, especially for girls that are pretty to his eye,
One particular girl who makes him not want to lie.
A simple verse is all he really needs,
Something that makes this girl be with him, guaranteed.
So why is it hard to come up with such a verse,
Maybe he should ask Iggy...no it would be a curse.
Or maybe he can ask France...
Wait...she'll think that with a pervert...there's no chance.
What is it about this girl? Who seems so mysterious...
Causing this boy to be curious.
Then...why is he so nervous?
He who feels in his stomach, feels butterflies,
The boy who feels paralyzed.
He who tries his very best,
putting his heart to the test.
Thinking of a verse, a mere word,
To explain his feelings,
A Queen For A Queen (England x Reader)A Queen For A Queen (England x Reader) by Algebra246
Arthur smirked mentally as he watched your hesitation. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, your fingers moved the chess piece on the board. You moved your hand away with a little reluctance, knowing that every move you seem to make would increase the likelihood of losing to Arthur.
What was a day to have a relaxing day of afternoon tea with the British gentleman, you had somehow noticed the chess board, and had the strangest notion of playing with him. He obliged, of course, but warned that he wasn't going easy on you. In his house, you followed him to the sitting room, which consisted of two rather large, comfortable-looking chairs on either side of a coffee table, while in the centre sat a large decorative wooden chess set. Besides the numerous books, stacked neatly along the bookshelves, this chess set was what caught your attention.
You had admired the tow colours and the checkerboard pattern which was made of mahogany, a lighter and darker tone. You were greatly impressed at how
Parent AU: Actor!Levi x Singer!Reader IVParent AU: Actor!Levi x Singer!Reader IV by cookieROCKS
Levi awoke from the small amount of light that was descending from their light curtains. He groaned, draping his arm over his eyes and turning away from the window. He felt no one beside him, slightly catching attention. Opening his eyes once mo--
"MOTHER FUC--EREN!! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!?"
Levi was literally scared and nearly fell off his own bed from his god damn child. Eren was currently laughing, clutching his stomach as he had a few tears in his eyes. Levi gave him the hardest glare he could muster, Eren suddenly feeling the intense aura coming from the man. Eren scampered away, running out his parent's bedroom.
"Mama! Papa's awake now!"
"I can tell, honey.."
You chuckled as you were currently in the kitchen, helping Jean make some breakfast. You only let out a small chuckle, looking at the calendar that was hanging up against the wall and next to the cabinets. It was that time of the year where Eren wanted go around, being a monster he calls himself. Yes, it was Oc
Parent AU: Levi x ReaderParent AU: Levi x Reader by cookieROCKS
It was a typical Saturday morning and you were laying in your king bed. Sleeping soundly in your bed, you failed to hear the small padder footsteps running through the hallway. They stormed into the master bedroom, 3 pairs of feet surrounding the room.
Suddenly, your bed was bombarded with 3 kids surrounding you, waking you up from your sleep. You laughed as you opened your eyes to see your little angels looking down at you.
"Good morning, Mama!"
Eren greeted first, smiling at you with a large and cheeky grin on his face. You smiled as your ruffled his hair, pulling him down to give his forehead a kiss.
"Good morning, kids.."
You said, your voice still hoarse from the sleep you had just woken up from. Mikasa laid beside your right side, cuddling your side with a small smile on her face. You looked over and smiled, kissing her forehead as well.
"Good morning to you as well, Mikasa. How is your morning?"
"Papa tried to burn down the kitchen earlier."
England X Reader: StorybookEngland X Reader: Storybook by Ississ-Perok
Where was the line between needing and selfish? It shouldn't be that hard to find. There are people out there that beg for attention, crave it. But there were also people who didn’t want to be noticed. Though every so often there were those who weren't noticed and were okay with it. At least they pretended to be okay with it. They were such good actors that they even fool themselves. Do they put on a show out of fear? Are they afraid to show themselves? Yes. Because when you present yourself, you are judged. Sometimes you are judged fairly, other times it's unjust.
Everyone wants to be accepted; it’s just the lingering question that appears after you remove your mask.
Do I belong?
This was your favorite cafe. Everything here was perfect. No one bothered you, the atmosphere was sophisticated, the decor was simple, and they had the best tea.
Sick!England x Reader - Bath TalkSick!England x Reader - Bath Talk by AProudHetalian
You were greeted with the gentle, faint aroma of tea and roses once you opened the door to your English friend’s house, his spare key clutched in your hand as you peered inside.
There was nothing out of the ordinary; as usual, Arthur’s house was kept in wonderful condition, with everything clean and not a speck of dust in sight. Closing the door behind you, you quickly locked it and put the key away before sighing.
Arthur had called you earlier, requesting that you come over. He was bedridden at the moment, and he absolutely refused to bring over Alfred to take care of him since last time the American had tried to place a hamburger on his head as a way of curing him.
It was funny, yes, but Arthur had informed you that he’d rather not have ‘that greasy morsel’ – you were quoting his words – on his forehead.
“Arthur?” you called out softly, quietly climbing the stairs so you wouldn’t disturb the ill Englishman.
Birthplace: : Colorado Springs, Colorado|
Current Location: Anchorage, AK
~It's amazing how our bodies work. What really fascinates me is the brain of the person. How it works, it's really the psychology that interests me.
And as we grow, our brains becomes capable of comprehension, following our dreams and understanding how and why the world works as it does.
And while we grow up, our brains, collecting memories upon memories, it turns into mush when we past away. This just really intrigues me, but this is my bio, not some psychological lecture, so let's proceed.
A few things I like to do in my spare time:
*Write, when I'm motivated
Play piano, ukulele, and viola
Doing Outdoorsy things, great thing to do in Alaska!
Movies!!! I'll watch anything from romance, comedy, to horror. But most of the time, for horror movies, someone has to strap me down with duct tape in order for me to watch it without running away in every scary scene.
Just to name a few of my favourite actors: : Tom Hiddleston, Emma Watson, Daniel Radcliffe, Freddie Highmore, Vera Farmiga,.