And Then There Were Three (2p!AmericaXReader)Caution: Swearing and ViolenceAnd Then There Were Three (2p!AmericaXReader) by moriartyssniper
Read the rest of the People Like You series before this one (People Like You, Temporary Bliss, and The High Road)
You bent over once more, emptying the final remains of your bagel and coffee into the toilet at work. God, you hoped no one else was in here. You had been getting sick more and more over the back two months, and even more so since you had somewhat reconciled with your…boyfriend? No, that term was too formal and there wasn’t much of a romantic aspect to your relationship. Fuck buddy? That didn’t fit either; you had an emotional connection with him…but not one strong enough to actually be a relationship.
You felt worse than shit at the moment, so you didn’t think too deeply on the matter. You stood up and straightened your shirt before flushing away your breakfast and exiting the stall. You ran the faucet and splashed some gloriously cool water onto your flushed face before turning around, only coming face
The Man Who Can't Be Moved (PrussiaXReader)How could he have been so stupid? How could he have lost you? Gilbert cursed himself again and again as he made his way through the city streets. You had left him the day before in a fit of tears and fury after finding him in bed with an old flame of his. Elizabeta. She meant nothing to him, whereas you meant the world. And he had thrown it away, all for one hour with an ex. How unawesome of him.The Man Who Can't Be Moved (PrussiaXReader) by moriartyssniper
He hated himself for letting you go. Your smiles, your hair, the way you danced around the kitchen while making eggs, only to screak and laugh upon realizing that you had burned them. Of course, he would laugh along with you and plant a quick, sweet kiss on your lips before resetting the fire alarm and helping you clean up the mess. He missed it, those little moments that made him love you even more.
Looking up, he saw he was at the same street corner the two of you had met at. He smiled at the memory of you running into him, scattering his groceries across the street. You had been so upset, i
Game Night (2p!EnglandXReader)Arthur looked at you, his baby blue eyes begging, puppy style. “Pretty please, with frosting on top?”Game Night (2p!EnglandXReader) by moriartyssniper
You rolled your eyes and tried to avoid looking at your live-in boyfriend as you worked to stay focused on the task at hand. That task…was dinner. “Arthur, no. I can’t play Candyland with you right now.”
“Why not? It’s fun!” he asked, turning up the adorable. You should have known that when he suggested you two have game nights every Wednesday that this would come up eventually.
“First, it’s a kids game. Second, I’m cooking dinner.”
“After dinner then! Come on, love, you picked the game last week!” he whines, “And besides, all games are kids games! That’s the point of game night!”
You sighed and tried to rub away the headache that was developing. “All right, fine. One round of Candyland. But that’s it,” you grumbled, but you really didn’t mind. Anything t
You're Not AloneYou're Not Alone by techgnotic
“Sometimes we lay aside our own troubles when we wipe away another's tears.”
Is no longer alone
his life is not easy; a winding, sometimes whimsical, sometimes tragic journey that ultimately finds terminus in the same common destination for each of us. No matter the brave, fierce constructs we build and serve that would have us believe we are each one of us all alone as we make this journey, we make our way toward the end of all things side-by-side in our community of the living each day defying death. Our paths may be wildly divergent—the way of the hungry and impoverished traveling the same timeline with the grotesquely indulgent, the very best of us side-by-side with the most evil of us; but all headed for the same fate: dust. Ever
Just A Stranger By the SeaI'm already so far goneJust A Stranger By the Sea by CosmicDusty
So don't let go
Because if you don't have a hold on me
I will hit that lowest of lows
You step first
Because I can't lead
My heart's ready to burst
And I can hardly see
I was on the edge
Fully prepared to jump
A gust of wind could've been my downfall
I could've been ended with the slightest bump
My wrists, slashed and bloodied and torn
Is what you got a firm hold on
My spirit lost and broken and forlorn
Is what you vowed to never give up on
On that bridge I would have died
Just a stranger by the sea
Not aware of all you've done
You took my hand and saved me
Don't Worry: 2p!America x Stressed!ReaderWARNING: I swear once.Don't Worry: 2p!America x Stressed!Reader by 666kurai
“What’s wrong, _____?” Al asked you as you flopped tiredly on your couch, not even caring that he had showed up in your home, touching and breaking who knows what.
With a groan you rolled your neck, trying to get out the kinks, “Life.”
“That’s no real answer.” he said, sounding slightly concerned, which was big for him,
You just remained flat on the couch, trying to get the aches and pains that came with stress out of your system. “Come on,” he said, poking you lightly in the stomach, “tell me.”
“School’s a mess, people are breathing down my neck, not to mention my parents, I’m having trouble paying rent, and things are just piling up.” you said, listing off the top problems on your Everest sized pile.
Al opened a beer, the sound washing over you and making you think of summer and relaxation, “So?”
“So I have issues.”
He nodded, taking a big g
So...hi. I really don't know what to put here. I'm moriartyssniper, but you can call me Moran. I read too much and I write crappy fanfiction that somehow ends up (somewhat) popular.
Who would have thought?
Anyways, I am sarcastic, annoying, and I really don't care what people think of me. That just about sums it up.
And for the first time in a very long time, I actually have friends in the real world. However, only two are on deviantart.
...must be one of the most hard-core goths I know, is willing to put up with me an my strange mind, and is an all around awesome person to be friends with! (She writes wonderful reader inserts by the way)
is another friend of mine. We met through the wonderful world of Transformers (we happened to be wearing the same t-shirt on the same day) and thats all you need to know. By far is the greatest artist I know!