MarblesKaiden scowled. He threw himself back onto the narrow, metal-railed bed and pulled the sheet over his face.
"Kaiden," his mother's voice warned him. "I said don't do that."
"I can't hear you," Kaiden replied. "I'm dead."
He sniffed. The sterile smell of the hospital blanket made him feel angry all over again. It wasn't fair. Other kids got to have normal lives. You can bet that they got to have normal birthdays.
Before he could think of a complaint he hadn't said already, his mother pulled back the blanket.
"I'm not happy about the timing either," she said. "We'll celebrate once you're feeling better."
"I feel fine NOW!" Kaiden shouted. The sudden exertion of energy made his heart skip a little. He startled and put his hand on his chest. His mother gently turned his face towards hers, but he pushed her away.
On the other side of the tiny room,
The Night Prince - Chapter 18Chapter Eighteen
In Which Lucia Finally Looks Upon The Face Behind The Enchanting Night Music
The rest of the day was a blur through which Lucia tried her best to put the frightening figure out of her mind. She was very seriously considering leaving that very night. This served not only as a distraction from her fear, but also as a hope that she very much enjoyed contemplating. Too much seemingly pointless toil, too many frightening mysteries, and far too much Claudette were making Lucia grow impatient. The thought of disappearing, and then later returning to see her friends again once times grew simpler, was indeed quite tempting. She supposed she could steal away under cover of darkness and not be disturbed by anyone. Whatever fate awaited her, she decided, it lay somewhere beyond this mansion's stony walls.
However, by the end of the day, Lucia was quite exhausted indeed. The prospect of slipping out
The Night Prince - Chapter 17Chapter Seventeen
In Which Lucia Becomes Certain Of Her Strange Discovery
Lucia was still quite tired upon awakening. She wanted nothing more than to have another hour or so in which to sleep, but she pulled herself out of bed regardless. As unpleasant as waking up that morning was, it could be nowhere near as bad as incurring Claudette's hellish wrath.
As she dressed, she could not help but fondly remember the night before. Prince Byron had returned! Her premonitions and, indeed, innermost fantasies were showing the first flickers of coming true. What's more, her days of her and John and Margaret being at the mercy of the old hag Claudette would soon come to an end. While looking herself over in the mirror one last time before reporting downstairs, she recalled the incredible air that Byron took on when masterfully playing the piano. At the mere memory of which, Lucia found herself once again in awe of
The Night Prince - Chapter 16Chapter Sixteen
In Which Lucia Hears The Mysterious Night Music Once More
Lucia fell into bed that night with a thousand thoughts storming through her mind. Could it be? Was she sleeping under the same roof as a murderer? Her first thought fell to Julian, the unseen prince. His mysterious and shadowy nature indeed lent itself to the possibility that he was the culprit. But, Lucia wondered, could someone really be so cold and callous as to kill their own father? Especially since Julian had nothing to gain from it. Byron was the one stepping up to the role of King, not Julian. If he wanted to assume the throne, then surely he would have done so once the opportunity presented itself. Or was there still something else that he was waiting for? Something else that still stood in the way? Was Byron in danger? she wondered. Was she herself in danger? &
The Night Prince - Chapter 15Chapter Fifteen
In Which Lucia Learns More About the Mysterious Crime
Dinner that night involved cabbage. The overpowering smell of the boiling vegetable filled the kitchen and pressed against the frost covered windows. The chill of evening had set in quick and cold, and crushed against the clouded glass from the opposite direction. Even though the last few rays of sunlight were still clinging to the horizon, the air outside was as icy as a February midnight. In the warmth of the indoors, Lucia was quickly laying plates out on dinner trays. Her attention went from the windows, evidence of the onset of colder months, to Margaret, who was busy stirring an immense pot of cabbage with the fervor of a mad wizard. She looked up from her cabbage stirring frenzy and caught Lucia's eyes. Fearing she was being impolite, Lucia hurriedly looked away. Margaret did not seem to mind, and simply gave her a k
You sat in your apartment board after finishing up your paper work for Fury for the day. Glancing at the couch opposite you, you shrugged before moving over to it and sitting next to the passed out figures. Picking up your phone you dialed a group call and put the phone on speaker while turning slightly to get access to the man to your left.
"Hey (Y/n)" Nat answered first.
"Hey Nat" You greeted.
"Hellooooo ladies" Tony purred from behind his bar.
"Hey Ironass" You replied.
"Meanie" Tony pouted.
"HELLO SISTER WIDOW, SISTER (Y/N) AND BROTHER IRONASS!" Thor boomed answering his call.
"Indoor voices Thor" You replied.
"Apologies" Thor said quieter.
"I prefer brother Anthony" Tony chipped in.
"Lady (Y/n) said to call you Brother Ironass" Thor replied.
"And by said I paid him with poptarts" You added.
"Nice" Nat sniggered.
"Your all mean" Tony scowled.
"Hey guys" Steve chirped joining in.
"Hey cap" You replied keeping your focus on your target.
"Hi" Bruce spoke up.
"Hey science bro" Tony gri
Prussia x Reader x England- Perverted Conversation"Arthur,Gilbo! i'm home from school." You yelled loudly, setting down your backpack on the living room floor, and throwing yourself on the couch. You sighed and shoved your head into a pillow comfortably. "Welcome home, love. How was school?" Arthur came downstairs, his arms out widely, hoping to get a hug from you. "Meh-ish." You groaned and leaned in slightly as you lay down, you hugged him and let him sit down, removing your feet that were in the way.
"Where's Gilbo?" You raised an eyebrow and began to yawn and shiver. "I believe he's in his room." Arthur shrugged and looked over at you. "Are you cold?"
Arthur stood up, he went upstairs to retrieve a blanket for you, as you began to unwind and remember when you first moved in with the boys. They were really close friends and all, it was fun living with both the boys that were complete opposites. "Here you go, love. I hope that's warm enough for you, since it's mine." Arthur had a slight smirk on the edge of his lips. "
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Masky x Reader- Sleepover
Male/Fem Reader- you choose
Why couldn't he just leave you alone!? He was everywhere you were, either hiding in the shadows or making himself obvious to you that he was walking right behind you on your way home and to school. He rarely talked, he just followed you like a lost puppy. You had no idea who he was, only that he went by the name 'Masky' which in your opinion, fit him well seeing how he wore one. It was milky white, sometimes a few smears of dried dirt on it would be there when you see him, but most of the time he kept it clean and in good shape. It had black, feminine lips and black circles as eyes, strange arched eyebrows just above them as the only features on the mask Masky wore. He also was always seen in a tan jacket and a pair of jeans. At first you thought he might be homeless, but from the looks of him, he seemed in quite decent shape. Hair was always brushed, clothes weren'
(Just so you know you the reader are Dan Howell's sister. Whether your his older, twin or younger sister I'll leave that up to you)
You twirled around in the black leather chair aimlessly while Jack set up the game you would both be playing, 'Stranded Deep'. Once he got everything set up he turned on his camera and put his hand on your face pushing you out of the frame earning a pout from you.
"Top of the morning to you laddies! My name is Jacksepticeye and welcome to another episode of Stranded Deep!" Jack said doing his usual intro with his signature high five. You cleared your throat and gestured to his hand which was still over your face.
"Oh and my lass is here" Jack added pulling you into the camera, keeping his arm around the back of your chair.
"Haai" You waved before Jack noticed you were wearing one of his hats that was slightly to big for you.
"Is that my hat?" He asked amused.
"It's a hat. That I may have found in your closet" You replied innocently.
"See lads! Not living h
The Bet (AvengersXReader)You glanced at Tony who was sitting across the table from you in the Avenger’s meeting room.
“Bet you 50 bucks I can annoy Loki by the end of the meeting” You text him on your phone.
“You are so on but if you lose you have to make out with Coulson” Tony smirked.
“Fuck the 50 bucks if I win you have to kiss Bruce” You grin.
“Uggh fine deal” Tony sighed.
“Nick may I be excused for a minute?” You ask.
“Make it quick” Fury growled. You quickly leave the room and run down the hall to find Loki.
“Hey Loki” You say finding him in the training room.
“Yes?” Loki asked.
“I bet Tony I could annoy you I need you to chase me into the meeting room acting pissed” You request.
“What so I get in return?” Loki asked.
“You get to see Tony make out with Bruce in front of everyone” You reply.
“Deal” Loki smirked. Loki ran at you and you ran back to the meetin
Russia X Baby!Reader My Little Sunflower Chapter 1
The world conference for countries went along as usual. France and England spewed insults and swears at one another that would've made Romano proud, while America stood on the side, watching and laughing obnoxiously. Germany was quickly losing his temper and patience with all of them, and Italy was (as usual) staring off into space.
Though, for some reason, it seemed...different. None of the nations knew exactly what it was, but something was definitely off balance in this meeting.
After a bit, when the rest of the *cough brainless cough* countries realized what was going on, they all (miraculously) quieted down, and the soft voice of someone singing rang through the room. They were singing in a foreign language, only known by a few of the other nations fluently. Slowly, the world turned their heads to face the person who was singing.
Cue the jaw-drop.
It was Russia who was singing. His voice was soft yet clear, and he made little to no mistakes. He was standing by the large window in
Romano X Reader - How To Babysit An Italian
You tossed your school bag on the floor and collapsed on your bed. “Thank God it’s Friday!” You cheered as you reached under your bed and pulled out a chocolate bar from your ‘secret stash’.
As you chomped down on your delicious treat, your cell phone buzzed in your pocket. You pulled it out and smirked, it was your long-time friend Antonio.
“Hey Toni," you answered, mouth full of chocolate.
“Hello _________! What is my good friend doing today?”
“Lying on her bed getting fat on chocolate. You?”
“Well, I have a little teeny tiny favour to ask of you _________!” Antonio chirped loudly.
“Mmmhmm? What is it?” you asked, licking your sticky fingers clean.
“Well, I’m going out tonight! You know, for a party!”
You giggled at his cute Spanish accent. “A party, eh? Why am I not invited?” you pretended to sound sad. To be honest you didn’t even feel like going out tonight.
He said Big Brother ::NorwayxReaderxIceland::“I WILL KILL YOU!”
You hear someone shout from the living room.
Norway runs into the kitchen to where you were preparing sugar cookies to hand out.
He hides behind you just before Iceland comes into the kitchen with a highly flustered face gritting his teeth.
Now you were confused.
Why was Norway hiding from Iceland?
“Err…what’s…going on?” You question both countries.
Iceland looks at you then turns away, his face turning even redder.
“He called me big brother~” Norway still crouched behind you cooed mockingly
“He called you big brother? How’d you do that?”
Iceland whips his head toward both of you having a look of rage pasted onto his cool exterior.
“HE TRICKED ME! HE USED DIRTY METHODS! HE’S A PERVERT!”
Norway chuckled from behind you.
“…what exactly did he do…?”
He just turned his head mumbling something to himself in his own language.
“Well I’m not telli