RAVE-night

"Rock, paper, scissors?" You lift an incredulous eyebrow at the Doctor's beaming face, "Seriously? Out of all the games in the universe you could have picked that would actually pass the time, you come up with rock, paper, scissors?" He keeps smiling, "Well, yeah. If you'd prefer to go outside into your untimely death, the door's right there. Though to be honest, I'd rather you didn't do that." You sigh, your legs swinging as you somehow balance yourself on your perch at the TARDIS console. The machinery next to you bleeps in what almost sounds like sympathy. Somehow the Doctor had managed to get you stranded in the pull of a Black Hole wit

Allistor Kirkland (Language and stuff - you're drunk and angry so there's a fair bit of swearing.) -x- Lively chatter and playful banter filled the little pub. Everywhere you looked there were groups of people laughing, but not the one person you were searching for. He should have been difficult to miss; a tall and well-built man with a head of fiery orange wasn’t exactly inconspicuous, especially when he was drunk. Finally you resigned yourself to the fact that Allistor hadn’t turned up. Ordering another drink with a short nod to the bartender, you sighed and muttered to yourself. “Happy birthday __________.” With a

  "Jeez, Britain! How come you're so lame nowadays, dude?"  'Lame? I was the person who raised you, you bloody git! Show some respect!'  "Ohonhonhon~ I agree with America, ma chérie! You're quite a softie now, non?"  'Why you bloody frog!'  Comments like these filled the meeting room, where the World Conference was supposed to be held; but of course, a meeting with the various countries practically spelled out 'trouble.' In every meeting, at least some sort of chaos ensued.  Today's topic? England's apparent 'weakness' and 'lameness.'  If it weren't for him being a gentleman, he would've immediately belted out every snappy

Hetalia: America x Reader fic Hero _________ Thunder rumbled, shaking your entire house and causing you to stiffen. Stupid weather... you couldn't believe it. Why did it have to rain on Halloween night?! "So much for trick-or-treaters..." you sighed sadly, looking at the large bowl of candy on the table. Your mom and dad had left earlier for a Halloween party, so you told them that you would distribute the candy. You never cared for trick-or-treating anyway. You then looked at yourself in the mirror. You had even put on a costume for the kids. It was a witch costume that you had worn for a couple years now, but you didn't mind. You could

~~Snowed-In~~ The Adventures of Reader-chan and James-chan!Warnings: Swearing, suggestive themes, and just the regular stuff you get from 2ps *shrugs* ~ "That fucker, I'm bitch-slapping his ass back to Canada once I'm out of this frozen hell." You muttered to yourself with many other colorful curses. If I even got out of this blizzard. You thought sullenly. You trudged through the deep snow, hopelessly lost and scared. The snow was so thick that you couldn't see a couple feet in front of you! The harsh winds bit your soft skin, making your thick clothing seem useless. The pine trees that surrounded you were covered with a blanket of snow,

Walking with your head down the hallways of the school and keeping as quiet as possible, with your hood over your head. Everyone would say something rude or mean about you. Just because you got the best grades and always keep the rules straight. You wanted no problems, no fights, just peace and silence. You finally reached your locker and opened it, putting your books you didn't need and only keeping the ones you needed. Before you could close the locker, someone else did it, slamming it with brute force, making you step back a little in fear. Your eyes were glued from the floor to piercing violent eyes. You didn't need to look at his face,

    The forest was beautiful covered in snow.    Everything about the place enthralled you, as if you had been transported to a whole other world. At the moment you were walking the trails of one of Canada's National Parks, feet crunching against the snow that slowly fell the night before. Your excitement in finally being able to walk the trails made you ignore the cold wind nipping at the skin of your face.    You were happy you brought the right clothes, and that is was cloudy out. You didn't want to get burned from the suns glare against the pure white snow. You idly kicked at the snow layering the ground in an icy embrace. Decked out

"OH MY LAWWWWDDDD IT IS FREEZING HERE!" your friend screamed into the frosty air as you hiked to the cabin you were both staying at. You two had wanted to have a fun trip for the two of you before you both started college in the fall, so when your friend's parents suggested using their cabin you both jumped on it. What they had failed to tell you two was that it was in Canada and to add on to that the cabin was basically in the middle of nowhere. Great you thought as you huffed in aggravation, we could be killed up here by a moose or bear and nobody would here us, your friend turned around to you as you walked down the rural path to this my