thewritingspirit

You stare into the mirror. "God I'm I'm ugly. So many scars. I'm too fat" you put your hand on your stomach, and gently dig your nails into it. You put on jeans and a graphic tee, then apply the black lipstick you fell in love with followed by a beanie. You hear the front door open. "Yo! (Y/N)! The boys and I need a second bassist. Want to help?" You hear Ash yell. "A little advanced notice would have been nice. But sure. Lemme grab Alexandria." You pick up your favorite bass and walk towards the door. "Lets go" you smile, sliding into the passenger seat. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What chords do I need to do?" You ask, unclipping the hard case. "Ju

Scotland x Child Reader 2 [Name] - Your name [E/C] - Eye colour [H/L] - Hair length [H/C] - Hair colour [S/C] - Skin colour ~...~ - thoughts I know its short and yes all the brothers are police men!! I read to much manga!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [your pov] after breakfast I was set on the coach and everyone gather around me. "alright love because you understand me more than the rest I'll ask you questions ok?" I nodded,they all gathered in a circle then turned to me. "question 1. were you abused back at your home?" "abwused?" "urm hurt and injured" I nodded,they proceeded into a circle then

  Japan sat silently on the floor beside the little girl, red dusting her cheeks and a high body temperature. He rested his cool hand on her burning forehead and sighed,'Can this really be true...?'   For a year or so, Japan has seen this girl walking around outside his home. Often times, he would give her a few yen, telling her to get something sweet and she would often thank him respectfully.   What he didn't know what this poor little girl had no money and would usually use his money to buy food which she considered a meal. And often times, it wasn't a lot.   Today, Japan noticed she was outside earlier than usual an

Jeff the Killer x Child! Reader A/N: There is a Pewdiepie reference in here can ya find it? "I'm a better killer then you Jeff!" a little (h/c) haired girl ran around the living room swinging around a well known knife. "(Y/n) give me back my knife!" Jeff the killer laughs chasing after her. "Chop chop chop!" (Y/n) yells as she slices through the air. "Hey Jeff I speak Chopnese!!!" her adorable laughter fills the room. "It's a beautiful language" Jeff's permanent smile grew wider. The 7 year old is finally in arms reach. "Gotcha!" His arms rap around the girls small frame and the two tumble to the ground. Jeff then snatches the knife f

*Be sure to read the description if you find yourself curious as to why/how this story was given life. Phase 1: Perception The sounds of footsteps are rushed and noisy as shoes—boots to be exact—rush across the floor boards above. You don't like it. The noises are pounding in your skull and all the new scents are abusing your nostrils. You don't know where Father has gone; You haven't seen him since he left this morning. With his untimely absence, you huddle in the darkest corner of the room, folded to make your figure as small as possible. Things shuffle above and you can tell 'they're' looking for something. As you silently pra

When you woke up, you were on the little cot in your room. Bucky was leaning on the wall on the other side of the room, watching you. You sat up, but you had to lay back down again because you felt dizzy. "You are awake..." he said, coming closer. "You said he wasn't bad." you whimpered. Bucky hesitated, not sure what he should say to that. "I am sorry." he replied after a long pause, though it sounded almost like a question. He sat by your bed and, since he was not quite comfortable with hugging yet, offered for you to curl up in his lap instead. You accepted, feeling safe and warm with your head on his chest. "I don't like it here." "I

In this fic Joan is at least six ~/~ Joan didn't know how this happened, she simply listened to her Mommy and Daddy and remained near her babysitters, she was outside playing with two cadets watching her, since Aunt Hanji was busy, so was her playmate Armin, her Mommy was busy too. Before she knew it, these men had appeared and knocked her babysitters out, she refused to go with them since her Mommy taught her to not talk to strangers, but they took her anyway. Joan said nothing, she knew her Daddy will be mad, even her Mommy, well, Mommy first and then her Daddy, her parents were protective, people knew who she was since she was a mirror

Rated E for Everyone _______ was laying on the couch watching the TV. Her boyfriend, Cry was fast asleep, wrapping his arms protectively around _______’s waist. The couple were covered in a thick warm blanket. ________ yawned. She was searching for a good show or something entertaining for a while now. ‘Nothing’s good is on. I’m so sleepy...’ She turned off the TV with the remote and yawned again. It was raining heavily at night and the temperature of the house turned cold. It was a good time to watch a movie but Cry fell asleep half way of the movie. ‘So cold...’  ________ snuggled closer to C

 (M!Titan!Reader x Levi) Your First Word. 1/??   I just came up with this at around 2-3 AM and couldn't get back to sleep so... Yeah. This will probably be more of a Drabble series then anything so some updates might be short. I am not all that far into Attack on Titan though thanks to a lot of fanfiction I have read, some of the main events I know.  But this story will barely focus on those. As for the episode where Eren goes and seals the hole in the wall and Eren's trial...have not seen them so that is why I described them so vaguely and I apologize if something seems off.  ANYWHO! This

[A/N: Follows little to no history so please be mindful of that. Thank you] "Francis, Antonio, Gilbert, lunch!~" You called your little countries, setting out the food. It was surprising how fast little kids move when their favorite meal is set down; Spain was munching on a tomato and some churros, France chomping on...snails..., and Gilbert chewing on a wurst. You gave a tired smile at them being adorable as always, giving a quick glare at the pile of work waiting for you. Having one young country was hard enough, but you were taking on 3! Letting a small sigh of relief of paperwork, you ate some (favorite food) quickly. "Maman?" your Fren

Chewing on the fish, Armin sat on one of the rocks next to the fire, staring into it's flames and you sat beside him watching him eat, (EYE COLOUR) eyes on the boy. You then stretched your legs out and laid yourself lay down, surrounding the weary human who was still unsure of the situation. However, it wasn't long before he had finished his last fish and awkwardly looked up to you. ''Um, I n-need to sleep'' Armin whispered throwing the fish bones into the fire. You gently crooned before slowly extending your hand, picking the blonde haired boy and proceeded to place him in the crook of your neck. You moved some strands of your (HAIR COLOU

WARNING: Mild and non-explicit gore It's incredibly mild. “All right. Sorry I have to leave on such short notice, Finny. I’ll be sure to look for you when I get back.” With that, you give him a quick hug and smile, and rush away. Finny is frozen there with a dazed expression. Sebastian glares at him, but follows you to the carriage. ~~~~~~~~ Finny is such a sweet boy,you think. The carriage bumps along the rocky road (ice cream? XD) and you fly up into the air for a split second. “Eep!” You fly out of your seat and land back on your rump. Ciel somehow manages to keep himself on his seat. You pout and rub your br

        “Maybe we should, you know, take a break.”        That dreadful sentence he hoped not to hear. Heart beating, thumping inside his toned chest. Breath caught on a withheld gasp. Tears pricked at his eyes, but he refused for a breakdown to happen. Not in front of her. The girl he currently fell in love with, now doubting it was true love at all. (F/n)'s lips curled in, holding back the quivering for a mere second. Ah, she hated seeing him like this, he knew that, but he couldn't help it; he's very emotional. Too emotional for her liking. Maybe he wasn't ready at all for relationships. This is his fifth time dating a girl t

        Matthew sighed as he watched college students walking, running, skating towards different parts of the campus. There was one thing he would not understand about his life, that he hated so much, and that was how he was treated like he didn't exist. He knew he lived because he breathes the same air as his classmates, ate food to survive from hunger, drank any liquid he wanted to keep from being thirsty and could speak like any other human being. The only problem was his voice, quiet as a whisper, could not be heard by others, therefore he was overlooked many times than not. Another thing that made him question his existence each day was

2p! Canada x Child! Reader ~Your POV~ “Mommy, I'm sorry!” Deep in the woods, where it was heavily hidden away by trees and growth, a dingy, worn-out cabin stood in the midst of it all. It was a cabin of not many good memories, with practically nothing inside. All it had inside was you and your mother, things necessary to live, and pain. Your mom's face contorted in pure hate as she smacked you once more, this times causing you to stumble and fall. The pain flared, and tears flooded to your eyes as your mother started her loud rant. The wetness began to fall down your cheeks as she continued to yell hurtful and hateful things.