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Protonconroy-This Is Why They Ship Us (Chapter 4)After our game we went upstairs for presents.
The only person that got me anything was Jon, mostly because we’re all 8th graders and have next to no money.
“I know you told me not to go to hot topic, but...” Jon gave me a little bag.
I pulled out mario pajama pants and a trollface t-shirt.
“Ooh and one more thing!” He grabbed the last present.
“Jon...” i smiled.
He made me a big red poster with quotes from all my favorite lpers and games on it.
“I love it!” i hugged him tightly.
After eating a ton of pizza and brownies, we went back into the family room.
“TINY WASHING MACHINE.” Patrick said in a russian accent with a toy washing machine on his head. He had a wooden sword and was swinging it around. “NO ONE TOUCH TINY WASHING MACHINE.”
“I wont.” I laughed hard. “Patrick, you’re hillarious!”
“WHAT RE YOU VALKING ABOUT?! DIS IS JUST--”
“Pcull.” i finished.
Protonconroy-This Is Why They Ship Us (Chapter 3)“Truth or dare, Patrick.” Donna said.
“...Dare.” Patrick smirked.
“Read part of a jenara smut fic out loud.” Donna smirked back.
“Emile and jon are the only ones here that ship that!” Patrick said.
“I’ll find one.” I pulled out my phone.
Jenara is the shipping between kittymanson and peppyshirley, or Tinara and Jenna. they’re like genderbent version of me and jon, but they’re really popular lets players.
Jon and i watch all of the Elite Gamer Girls (or EGG) collab channel videos, while the rest have only seen some.
I’m sure if some other people in here watched it, I wouldn't have to find a fic.
Oh, well. I already have one saved on my phone. I don't know which girl i'm jealous of though.
Maybe its jessi in the later chapter, so i can have both!
Its gotta be nice, being the quiet third member...
Patrick picked a random line and just happened to do my favorite one.
I moaned lightly, but squeaked and cover
Protonconroy-This Is Why They Ship Us (Chapter 2)“WHEN ARE YOUR FRIENDS COMING OVER?!” Lucah asked me, kinda bored.
“We have to babysit our cousins until they get hereeeee...”
We were definitely overrun by them. Watching, i dunno. Our cousins that are practically our siblings are: Masae at 4 years old, and Jake at 2. And we had to watch them until people started showing up. Normally i don’t mind them coming over, but what if they were here when all my friends got here? They’re too inappropriate for little kids!
“Let’s take them outside.” i said to Lucah. she nodded, picking up Jake.
“Outside! Outside!” Jake babbled, wiggling his arms. Really, he just turned 2 a couple months ago, so he still is leaning more on the ‘babyish side’ of things. It’s really adorable.
“EMILE DONNA IS HERE!” My mom called to me before i got out the door.
“Oh hey Donna! Wanna come out with us?”
“Yeah sure!” She followed me to my backyard.
Protonconroy-This Is Why They Ship Us (Chapter 1)(Emile's POV)
I woke up on a Friday. I groggily laid around for a minute, not wanting to go to school. But then it hit me like link from windwaker.
"Tomorrow's my birthday!" I thought to myself, smiling.
I slide out of my loft bed and throw on the clothes i laid out, humming a song from Paper Mario.
"GET UP!" My sister Lucah yelled through the door.
"I AM!" I yelled right back.
"Oh." She said. "Hey, your birthday is tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah." I nodded, even if she couldn't see me.
"Save me cake." She said as i heard her footsteps go into the kitchen.
I smiled. She didn't give me time to tell her we would have brownies instead! Man, would she be happy!
I went out of my room and into the kitchen.
"Happy early birthday, Emile!" My mom said to me, ruffling my hair. "Wow, my little boy is almost fourteen!"
"I am." I said, giggling.
"Not until midnight, you're not." Lucah pointed out. "We're still 3 years apart! I'm not so much younger than you!"
I giggled. I'm sure she just doesn't want to b
-Clean your room!!! Prologue- -Clean your room!!! Prologue-
“DUUUUDE! YOU GOTTA SEE SOME OF THE STUFF SUN AND I ARE FINDING IN MY CLOSET!” i walked down the hall and poked my head in the door. “Hi chuggie~!” jenna bounced a little. sun smacked her with a... “okay, what is that thing?” “THATS WHAT IVE BEEN SAYING!” reese popped out from the closet. jon stuck his head out from the other side. “we’re helping jenna clean.” “and that THING,” she pointed, “is my first attempt at crocheting.” “it looks like a diaper!” sun giggled. “ya know IN THE BATHROOM!” tim and tauberpa were helping with the shelves, and josh and tyler had underneath the desk. donna and jake were working on the loft bed, and masae and patrick had the other set of shelves. and also, yes- we need this many people. “havent cleaned in a few years..” jenna said, brushing off a little dust, sneezing a bit. “
Heat Wave (SherlockxReader)Summary: It's a bit warmer than usual and John and Sherlock aren't too happy about it and it leads to shenanigans involving water balloons.
In the flat of 221b, a certain army doctor and consulting detective were grumbling and complaining. The weather was a quite a bit hotter than usual, and with no air conditioner the heat inside was merely growing. They were very irritated with the heat, but even more irritated with you because you were paying no attention to it.
“Look at her sitting there so calm and complacent, acting as if it doesn’t feel like a furnace in here,” Sherlock said to John.
“Sitting right here Sherlock, I can hear you,” you said as you kept your eyes on your phone.
“Well I’m glad you can hear me because I would like to point out that you are being ridiculous,” he responded.
“You’re the one with a bag of frozen peas on your head,” you retorted.
“They’re not peas they’
Little Mischief- (Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader) 
* A/N: So I have a song for this one! I highly recommend you listen to the song while you read! It's really fitting! I hope you enjoy this cuter piece! Im sorry if its ooc for levi but in my defense we all get ooc in the face of people we love dont we? And just imagine as a dad/parent what you would give for your children~~
( X )
“Okay, Isabel, Farlan, your daddy is going to be home today. I have to stop by base because Aunt Hanji needs something. Now, don’t wake him up, and don’t be naughty okay?”
“OKAY MOMMY!” Both of them chirp back in unison. Although you have no faith they would really not bother Levi (cue the mischievous glints in their eyes) you still threw in the caution due to witnessing the less than peaceful demeanor Levi contained even in sleep. You bid the two goodbye as Isabel and Farlan look to eacho
Cool Dad (Tony x Teen Daughter!Reader)‘Your mama don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock ‘n’ roll,’ you sang as you flipped your flapjacks, dancing around the kitchen.
Tony walked in, happily watching as his daughter made a fool out of herself. She made him proud, whether she was dancing around in her Black Sabbath t-shirt and boxer shorts or not.
‘Your mama don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock ‘n’ roll / When evening rolls around and its time you hit the town/ Where do you go --- You gotta rock it!’ you belted out, still not aware your father was watching. ‘Your old folks say that/ You gotta end your date by ten-‘
Community Service (Avengers x Reader)‘Stark, Barton, (l/n), Romanoff, Rodgers, and fancy pants over here,’ begins Fury, nodding over to Thor. ‘Welcome to day one of Community Service! Thanks to your failing to follow orders repeatedly, yes I am looking at you in particular, Stark, (l/n) and Barton,’ he paused, ‘You have all landed your sorry asses here.’
‘How come Bruce isn’t here?’ Tony whined.
‘Banner was given a day off because unlike you six, he didn’t do things like put laxative in my food, did he Stark?’
‘So, community service huh?’ you challenged smiling. ‘In a park? Why here? Oh, lemme guess, we’re on garbage duty!’
‘You will be helping the groundsmen by lopping down trees and putting them in the pickup. Make sure only to knock down the trees marked with a red ‘X’. The area is closed off to the public, only you and the staff are allowed in the perimeter is that clear?’
Modern AU! Armin X Reader~ Stand Up
Modern AU! Armin X Reader~ Stand up
"Welcome to tenth grade History."
The classroom was dead, students hunching over their desks like zombies; some drooled on the wood as they decided to catch up on sleep. A selected few decided this class was worth enough to stay awake, and then there were the straight-A or council students sitting in the front, planning on sucking in every ounce of knowledge the teacher will give them. This particular class had a large percentage of 'Rogues', a category in the school that classifies the delinquents in the grade. They chose to sat further away from the front, shielding their faces from the teacher's line of sight.
A tall figure stood in front of the chalkboard, his arm extended out to write on the green surface with thick, white chalk. His other hand was in the left pocket of his dress pants, making his movements the perfect balance between professional and casual. His white collared shirt was tucked un
Hide-and-Seek with a Side of Terror (SamxReader)Summary: During a game of hide-and-seek Sam in unable to find his own spot and makes you share yours.
It was a hot day in Sioux Falls and you and the Winchesters had decided to enjoy the nice weather. After Dean found a deck of cards, you and Sam set up a playing table on the porch. You had asked Bobby to join you but he said he needed to do some repairs and disappeared in the salvage yard. After a few hours of games, you eventually grew tired of cards and began looking for something else to do.
“We could build a card house,” Sam said throwing his cards on the table.
“It’s too windy look,” you said, pointing at Sam’s cards that had began to slide across the table.
“I’m sure we can think of something. Something simple though,” Dean said as he leaned back in his chair.
“Tag?” Sam suggested.
“No too much running,” you replied, taking a sip of your lemonade.
“Duck duck goose?” Dean
Sick!Iceland x Reader: Laughter (Ch.1)
Emil is a very close friend to you. You've known him for many years and you're even considered a part of his family. You began to date him a little over a year ago. It's awesome dating your best friend. And you love being a part of his life.
But about one month ago, Emil became very sick out of the blue. His brothers thought of it only as a stomach flu. Vomiting five times or more a day was not a normal symptom, so he was checked into the hospital right away. Now that's where he spends most his days. You miss the times you would hang around his house, travel in family vacations, or even talk on the phone. Those things are now difficult to accomplish dealing with Emil's sudden sickness.
You make your way to the front counter of the hospital and ask for assistance. Its a big building fairly easy to lose yourself in. A kind nurse leads you to his room. "He's sleeping right now." She whispers, smiling. You thank her before she returns to her job.
You quietly walk into Emil's room. The sun
Lovely Douches1. Green
Leaf desperately fought away her lustful urges as Green shoved her against the wall, inching his face closer to hers.
"I told you I wanted to get comfortable!"
"Let's get comfortable in my bed."
White stared at the greenette blankly as he held the lollipop out for her to take in her hands.
"What's this for, N?" She blinked as she tilted an eyebrow in confusion.
The man-child merely grinned ear-to-ear like a child.
"Silver told me to order you to lick my lollipop!"
He grinned as he pulled her into his arms, using his cue stick to bar her in.
"I know all about every kind of breeding, baby," he winked, licking his lips as she blushed madly.
"You need to take a bath, Sapphire," he sighed, wrinkling his nose as she shifted in his lap, shooting him a sharp, deadly, glare.
"I hate baths," she growled.
He inched his lips so close to hers s
...a cross-necklace [ Germany X Reader ED]
You took you hand out of the hat and looked at the piece you took.
“A cross-necklace!” you said in surprise. You didn’t know who it belong it.
“Alfred du Idiot! How can you just take my necklace?!” somebody screamed loudly and took it away really rough. So it was gone and you looked at you blank [s/c] hand. You looked up and saw, how Ludwig had grab Alfred really, really rough at his collar.
“There are just a few things which are important to me and this necklace is one of it.” He exclaimed.
“Come on! I think you exaggerate.” Alfred said. You jumped up and touched the strong arm of Ludwig. He looked at you pleased face and did understand to let go of Alfred. He sight and Alfred came back on earth.
“Thanks for saving me [Name]- Ahahahaha! The hero needs to thank you.” Alfred laughs loudly. You shook you head and rolled with you [e/c] eyes. He was such an idiot, you thought.
“Alfred you cannot walk around and stealin
Protonconroy (In Summer Parody)Genesis: You guys, what’s Protonconroy?
Jenna: Really? I’m guessing you don’t have much experience with yaoi.
Majessiknux: Let us explain.
Kids'll write fan fics, one bit of otp, and it clicks.
And thats because everyone loves protonconroy
A drink in my hand, my other hand against the tablet pen
Prob'ly making awesome Protonconroy.
I’ll finally see a lovers comment, blow away a hater storm.
And find out what happens to all my feels when it gets warm!
And I can’t wait to see, what my buddies all think of me.
Just imagine how much better an otp is protonconroy
Dah dah, da doo, uh bah bah bah bah bah boo
Both: Emile and Jon’s hotness are both so intense,
Put 'em together it just makes sense!
Rrr Raht da daht dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah doo
Fluffs are so cute when they stay in and cuddle,
But put them in lemons and I’ll be a — happy fangirl!
When writing gets tough, i watch the leader of our team
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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