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Spring is Awakening
The sleeping land is slowly starting to awaken
--It is awakening!
The smallest parts twitch awake first
---With a few larger flowers as well.
Monster Under My BedThere’s a monster under my bed.
And like any six year-old, I’m afraid of monsters.
Especially those under the bed.
Mommy says there isn’t a monster under my bed.
But I hear it under there almost every night.
Mommy says the only monster in the house is Miss Fluffy.
But Miss Fluffy couldn’t make such sounds.
The rustling, the banging, the spilling sounds.
Not just under my bed, also.
No, there are times it gets bored of my bed and it lurks the rest of the house.
Making even more terrible sounds.
Rattling and crashing and thudding sounds.
And the sounds of Miss Fluffy running for her life.
Poor Miss Fluffy must have to run from that horrible monster every night.
I try to warn my family, but not even my brother believes me.
My teacher at school asks me what’s wrong.
I tell her.
She doesn’t believe me.
Even though I told her about the time I saw its tail one night when it left my room.
That horrible stringy tail with strange spikes and bumps.
Flower is the name of my cat
The letters of her name are no mistake
Though her fur’s gray and dappled pale brown
It’s spelled a plant, not part of a cake!
Most times she sleeps and grooms herself
If a box or homework is there, she’ll sit
And if clear, she sits on a shelf
I approach and she lets a short staccato “Nown”
In the hallway she silently walks
But if you go her way for even a glance
Like a startled horse, she’s off
Slow and graceful when there’s nothing to be done
No grace is lost at play
Where the most excitement comes from a blue straw
But presenting clear hints
Be it food or cover
The only white on her fur
Is a small spot on her chest
That is the color of her heart
A sweet, gentle Flower
Shipping Talk (AvengersxReader) One-ShotYou were scrolling through your phone on deviantart when Tony happened to pass by and saw what you were looking at. It was nothing bad. You were just checking your messages to see what new submissions from groups showed up. However it was a certain fanmade picture of Natasha and Clint together that he saw that made him start talking.
“So, guys,” he said to the other Avengers who were in the living room and doing their own thing. “Do you know what shipping is?”
“Oh gosh,” you muttered, knowing where this was going. “Tony whatever ideas you have in your head right now, just stop it.”
He smirked in a way that made his nose crinkle. “Oh (Name), there’s no stopping me. You should know that by now.”
You sighed and just decided to let everything play out. Clint was by the dining room table fixing up some of his bows while Natasha sat across from him typing away on her laptop. The rest of you were sitting on the couch. Thor and
Sherlock x Child! Reader Pt. 1
Sherlock x Child! Reader Heim Pt. I
“What is that?”
‘What is what?”
“What is that child doing in your arms?”
“Oh, you mean this one?”
“No, I mean the one flying around the room-- Of course I mean that one!! And why on earth are you covered in blood?!”
“That’s a story for another day.”
“Can you at least tell me where this girl is coming from?”
“Like I said, it’s a story for another day.”
(Name) couldn’t quite understand the conversation that ensued shortly after the odd greeting the tall man gave the shorter. There were many words she didn’t quite catch, but she was sure that should she repeat them she could be in a lot of trouble.
It didn’t help that everyone here had incredibly strange accents, making it even more difficult to comprehend anything anyone was saying. However, despite all the comm
Caught You (Punk!JackFrostxReader) One-Shot
Lately, it had been snowing a lot in your town. It got to the point where one day the snow was almost up to your knees. Everyone in your town was sick of the snow and thought that Mother Nature was being especially mean this winter however you knew the real reason as to why things were the way they were. What happens when it snows a lot?
School gets cancelled, that’s what.
And when school gets cancelled then that means you get to hang out without a certain Guardian.
With a grin on your lips, you slipped on your special snow boots and put on the appropriate clothing to go out into the cold weather. Once you were properly dressed, you headed outside and looked around to see if he was there. He was nowhere in sight however you had a feeling he would be showing up soon. To make the time pass more quickly, you started to play in the snow. Without your gloves on, you were positive that you would have caught frostbite by now. You were making a few snowballs and tossing them in the air,
RQ: Parent AU: Rivaille x Reader: Snow DayA languid sigh escaped your lips as you pulled a stray foot back underneath the comforter that you hugged to your body. The air in the room was chilled with morning frost, but under the quilt it was warm and comfortable in the arms of your husband. Rivaille's soft snores blew onto your exposed shoulder blade, tickling the bare skin there. Your eyes fluttered open gently, slowly focusing on the dim light outside, and the silent snow that fell from the heavens.
"Guess it's a snow day." You murmured softly. A soft murmur was Rivaille's only reply.
You relished the infrequent morning such as this. Normally Rivaille was gone for work before you woke up, but on days where it was hard to travel to the office you got to spend a few extra minutes curled up next to his warm figure.
However, on days such as this, the peace never lasted for long.
It started with the quiet sound of pitter patter foosteps, echoing down the hall on wooden floorboards. Then the sound of h
New Boyfriend (Stalker!2P!Canada x Reader)It was the first day back from summer vacation. Matthew arrived at school first. He actually couldn’t wait to see __________ again. He hadn’t seen her since June. Her father put her into some camp because her grandmother was visiting and he wasn’t going to have his daughter exposed to shit. He didn’t mind. They wrote and talked through letters and her laptop, which she smuggled in. He missed her. He was going to walk her to school but he had other things he on his mind. He spent the summer with Allistor, Francis, and Gaul. He was just tired. He was looking forward to seeing a feminine face that wasn’t a prostitute.
“Hi Mattie!” he looked up and stared. Puberty was fuckin’ good to ___________. She filled out in all of the right places. Her chest came in, her legs were longer, her hair was done nice, she was actually wearing something nice, versus the shit her mother had her wear in middle school, and she was just…cute.
Horoscopes (AvengersxReader) One-Shot
Tony had been rather bored lately and had even got bored of fooling around with the things in his lab. He decided to head downstairs where the other Avengers were to, most likely, bother them. When he arrived, they were all where he expected them to be: at the living room watching TV. By the looks of it there was nothing on since you kept switching channels.
“Hey guys,” Tony said as he plopped down next to you.
He tried to snatch the remote from your hands but you merely shot him a death glare and said, “I dare you.”
“Alright then,” he smacked his lips and decided to not do that.
He then got a wicked idea and pulled out his phone. A few days ago he had read something that made him laugh and he thought it would make everyone less bored. Of course it would also stir up some trouble but there’s always trouble with the Avengers.
“Hey guys,” he began. “You want to know this funny thing I read about people who have a certain zodiac
Tony x Child! Reader I'm Coming Home
Tony x Child! Reader I’m Coming Home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Tell the world I’m coming home
(Name) Stark, daughter of the world’s favorite billionaire, stared out of the window with a frown on her face, her small brow furrowed as she observed the throngs of people travelling around at rush hour. She had a natural talent for recognizing faces, but the falling rain tended to obscure her vision.
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
She’d caught him drinking again. He’d been trying non-stop to go cold turkey on the drinks. Which isn’t the easiest thing when you’re suffering from alcoholism. She sighed at the memory. (Name) had begun to scold him, however being four years old didn’t prove for much influence on the man. Not when he was as drunk as he had been that night, anyways.
Misunderstood!France X Reader: I'm Not A Rapist 5
When you were heading to your locker the next morning, you noticed that the halls seemed to be rather empty, with the exception of a few people who shot quick glances at you when you walked past them. I wonder where everyone is... you thought a bit confusingly. However, as you kept walking towards your locker, you were able to notice a large crowd all the way at the other end of the hall, and the sound of a group of people yelling loudly. Your befuddlement grew only further and you hastened your pace slightly. The crowd seemed to be gathered around the area where your locker was, and if there was some kind of drama going on, you didn’t want to become a part of it.
However, when you neared the crowd, which you noticed was made up of people staring in front of them with wide eyes and slightly open mouths, the voices of the group of people who seemed to be in the center of it became much more apparent. Once you recognized who they belonged to, you nearly let out a gasp.
Don't leave - Netherlands x Reader
The rays of the sunlight woke you up. Your squinted your eyes and stretched, turning around in the bed. It was a sunny day, birds were chirping, a perfect, cliché day. Until. . . You looked at your alarm clock and realized you had one hour to get ready for work. You sighed, you really didn’t feel like working today.
After a few minutes you managed to sit up and throw your legs over the edge of the bed, you rubbed your face with your hands and groaned. Slowly, you raised yourself but was pulled back into the bed. You gasped, two muscular arms wrapped around you and prevented you from walking away.
You relaxed into the grip and giggled when you heard small murmurs against your hair. “You know, I can’t hear you when you have your face buried in my hair.” You chuckled and turned around so you were facing him. Your husband, Tim Jansen.*
[ Since Netherlands doesn’t have an official Surname, what I know about anyway, I just picked a random name for him.
KKM: Gentle FirelightGentle Firelight
Yuuri Character Song
I am rather slow at times
I have realized, very dense
I have hurt you
Im sorry, may not be enough
But its a start
When youre angry I panic
It confuses me sometimes
Perhaps, we both should try calming down?
Despite the white-hot anger
Despite no genuinely direct confrontations
Despite the stubbornness
Your gentle firelight is leading me
Towards the truth of you and me
I dont blame you for feeling insecure
My words and reactions towards you
Dont inspire deep seated confidence
My life wouldnt be the same without you
I understand more now about everything
You say harsh words
But the gentleness you demonstrate shows me different
Your eyes often speak of pain and harsh flames
Whenever the smallest acts enrage you
Though underneath it all is an ever-present, heartfelt love
Despite the white-hot anger
Despite no genuinely direct confrontations
Despite the stubbornness
Your gentle firelight is leading m
Dead Man's SwitchIn control, then not -
Sudden loss of grip.
Headlong to where?
Details lost, smudged, streaked.
Careening; no system of
No dead man's switch,
On a fast track -
With or without a god?
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