|Just new reader inserts, poetry, or drawings I've recently put up.|
America X Reader ~Stay~"Stay." Alfred pleads, a whisper that tickles your lip tempting you with the possibilities entailed if you listen. You glance up, from where your gaze was fixated on inspecting the intricate details of his black and white polka-dot bowtie, the one he wears especially for you if he wants something from you, up to those begging, beautiful blue eyes that meet yours.America X Reader ~Stay~ by WhatDreamsAreMadeUv
"You know I can't. I have to go." you reply, shortly, primly, and your grip tightens on your small, black clasp purse, the one anchor to your argument, to your need to leave and not stay, to your reason for departure, the one reason that is quickly leaving your mind.
"Do you?" he whispers, and he leans closer to you, pressing up against you, and you can feel the heat from his body smoldering off of him as you stand in the doorway to the apartment, you the immovable object and the he the unstoppable force, and his hand, sneaky, trails up to your hip, taunting you as it pulls you towards him.
The possibilities, it promise
England X Reader ~Broken~"The Amethyst Sanctum was the rarest artifact from the old days of the Elders. They made it with their last dying breath in the final throes of the War of the Darkness and it led them to a bittersweet victory against the Skinless." Arthur's voice trembled with respect for the item, wanton power and devastation could be promised with the name, and he glanced sidelong at you from where the two of you sat on the hard, unyielding wooden floor.England X Reader ~Broken~ by WhatDreamsAreMadeUv
"It was said to have the ability to give even the weakest man the power of a thousand armies, all in his grasp, and he would be able to crumble mountains and boil the seas with a simple click of his fingers."
"Wow." you said, adjusting uncomfortably where you sat.
"To command the very weather with his very thought. Lightning and thunder were his mindless, obeying servants."
"Ah." you responded blandly, swallowing thickly.
"None would be able to resist his power, for with the simplest whim, he would be able to destroy and erase any trace of their exis
Russia X Reader ~Fairy Tales~"Once upon a time," Natalia said to the small, furry teddy bear that was faded with age and dulled, hollow glass eyes, "there were two girls."Russia X Reader ~Fairy Tales~ by WhatDreamsAreMadeUv
Her dark, conscientious blue eyes seemed to glaze over as she said this, and her lips, soft and plump with disuse, parted again as she regarded the plush, dark brown bear, gazing upon it with such scrutiny as her long, thin fingers stroked an ear of the bear, remembering past things. Her ankles crossed and uncrossed as she continued.
"The first girl was sister to a very handsome, noble young man, with hair as soft as silk and as pale as the moon, and eyes that sparkled like amethysts. He was strong, and powerful, and his smile..."
She paused, hesitant, and returned her gaze to the bear with her cheeks flushing pink as she averted her gaze to the folds of her apron, creamy white against muted lavender.
"Pardon. Anyways." She swallowed, cheeks swelling as she held her breath and thought of the best way to continue, and leaned her head back at such
I just want to invoke an emotional response with my stories; to see people laugh or cry or become inspired from reading them--now that would truly be magic. |