MLP is Not What I Expected it to Be by Jinbeizamezama, literature
Literature
MLP is Not What I Expected it to Be
So, I’m sure everyone is familiar with, or at least has heard of, the popular show titled ‘My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic’ right? Well, I myself don’t know much about it, but my best friend is a big fan.
He wanted me to become a fan of the show as well, because he said that the show has good morals and is pretty funny; despite its original intended audience being little girls. While I don’t enjoy it people trying to make me like something, he’s my best friend, so I thought I’d take his word for it.
This all happened when I was walking home from school with him though, so of course while we w
I watched him flap helplessly between the teeth of a barbwire fence, screeching for help.
"Papa, look Papa! A boy!"
My papa stood dazed for a moment, dust billowing at his legs, his eyes teetering along the field. It wasn't until later that evening he told me he hadn't understood what I had seen. What he had seen.
With grass tickling the backsides of my legs, I bounded toward the boy, "What are you doing? Are you okay?"
As I approached him, I felt his skittish eyes rake across my every movement. With his ten-year-old arms slung inside the gaping maw of a fence and darkened feathers pasted along the creases of his face; he looked squarely
Graduation Day:
They told us we would be alright...
We had fought with honour and won our titles.
We had overcome trials together -
Watching dozens of our siblings fall in the line of duty.
For this they had promised us, a wondrous welcome;
A bountiful world of adventure, with a myriad of paths.
All this, they said, awaited us in the stone cities.
Large metropolises, where the working folk resided...
There were hundreds of us, who made that journey.
Walking miles across the scorching desert,
Clinging to a hope of the fortunes beyond.
Yet what awaited us was not a promised land -
Nor was it a life based on the merit we had earned.
Greeted by her vibrant cheer,
The happy girl that's always here
Has a very grim secret, I fear;
Her friendly smile is fake.
She has a heart that's big in size,
But her smile does not reach her eyes.
She tries to fool us with her lies,
Because her warm smile is fake.
It's become a daily task
To hide behind a grinning mask.
Oh my dear, I have to ask,
Why is your smile fake?
She's a girl that's pure of heart,
And she's been like that from the very start,
But her mind and soul have been torn apart,
Making her loving smile fake.
My little dear, I see the truth;
Countless others have tarnished your youth.
You're broken, my dear, a
AmericaxReader - Dream Girl by vivid-strike, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader - Dream Girl
My eyelids flew open, and I frantically looked at my surroundings. Oh. I was still at school. The teacher glared at me with her cold, old crow's feet. Man, I wish she didn't look at me so harshly.
“Mr. Jones. Would you care to explain why you were dozing off in the middle of class?” She tapped her ruler in the palm of her hand.
“Uh, I was tired?” That was the short truth. I was actually daydreaming, and some where along that time I fell asleep.
“Well, maybe you should rest in detention. How does that sound?” Everyone snickered around me. I let out a sigh. There was a reason why this was my least favorit
Penny Problems USAxReader by Maxernest, literature
Literature
Penny Problems USAxReader
“Dudette, whatcha doin’?” The loud American shouted in her ear.
“Homework.” She replied as she concentrated on her work.
“We should totally get burgers.”
“No.”
“Aww, why not.” Alfred, the American, whined.
“Because they are bad for your health, and we are in school.”
“But, Dudette”
“No Buts.” (N) held her ground.
“Fine, whatcha working on?”
“A report.”
Hey my name is Christophe. I'm your average guy, I didn't have incredible results at school and I didn't have any girlfriend... yet. I never get bullied and I had a group of normal friends, nothing special really. I was dinning with my parents, it was already half of the summer break and my parents looked more and more stressed. You see my father lost his job and I finish up by paying the bills... ok I know that I tell you I was normal... and I am... my family situation isn't. My father is not lazy or anything it just that he was already at his mid fifty and all employers alway go for the young, everyday he leave for a job interview and ever
Hetaliaxreader Skype and Pizza by Stoneunicorn1, literature
Literature
Hetaliaxreader Skype and Pizza
Hetaliaxreader Skype and Pizza
"Feli, Lovi what do you want to do while we are waiting for the pizzas?" You asked your two italian friends. Your friend Feliciano or Feli called you this morning and asked you if you wanted to help him and his brother Lovino to make pizzas. You happily accepted it and walked to their house and make some pizzas. Now that they are in the oven you didn't know what do do.
"I don't know" Lovi said
"I know! Why not see if someone is online on skype and asked them to come over!" Feli suggested
"Sure!" You said happily
"It's fine as long as we don't invite tomato freak and thet perverted french guy" Lovi said anno
England x Reader- Cheer up love by TiniEve, literature
Literature
England x Reader- Cheer up love
Lately, (Name) had been looking sad, and not herself lately. So I invited her over for tea, to see what was wrong.
Because seeing her so sad looking, simply breaks my heart...
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Me and her both sat across from each other, quietly sipping the tea I made earlier. She hadn't spoke a word ever since she got here. I even felt afraid to talk to her, not knowing what to say, or how to say it.
"(Name), have you been feeling alright lately?"
She looked up and me and put her cup down. "I'm just having problems. Problems with my family and friends. I lost my job too..." (Name) said with a sigh. I gave her a sympathetic loo
Covered in Tea [England x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
Covered in Tea [England x Reader]
"Should I be concerned that you are randomly deciding to come outside in the middle of the day. Especially after saying you were going to be busy playing Call of Duty all day?" you asked as your loud American friend Alfred dragged you by your forearm out of your house.
"It's a nice day out dude!" Alfred smiled proudly, breathing in the late June air.
"Now I am really worried," you stated as you squirmed in his grasp.
"Now go stand over there," Alfred instructed as he pointed to the east side of the house, that was now in the cool blackened shade.
"May I ask why?" you asked as Alfred pushed you towards the wall.
"Nope," he smiles as he po