Entrance To The Dark ForestEntrance To The Dark Forest5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come in, come in...
Why go back home, why turn around?
The forest calls.. Can’t you hear the sound?
Come in, come in...
There is nothing to lose, and everything to win;
for this, this is not like anywhere you've ever been.
Here the trees twist, the branches twine
the twigs crack, the leaves rustle.
You won't get far, not moving a muscle.
Don't be afraid...
You could always stay
just till darkness falls?
Move.. come on, the forest calls!
Go on, and don't look back
Just follow the track, step by step.
No need to bring water, no need to bring bread
For Arthur Kirkland Lovers v.2For Arthur Kirkland Lovers v.24 years ago in Romance More Like This
Forgive me now cause I
Have been unfaithful
Don't ask me why cause I don't know
You slap Francis across his face, tears streaming down your cheeks. This is the last time.
"I'm leaving you!" You cry. You grab your coat before Francis can catch you. You run out the door, leaving it wide open. You run down the street, wiping your eyes as you run, but tears continue. You just need to get away.
So many times I've tried
But was unable
But this heart belongs to you alone
There's one place you can feel safe, where you can get away. That's you found long ago with him.
Now I'm in our secret place
Alone in your embrace
Where all my wrongs have been erased
You have forgiven
Long, soft green grass, dyed a light blue by the moonlight, crunches softly under your boots. This is the place you two had discovered when you were younger. It's hidden, but not completely out of sight. It's a place you two had played and talked, where you both could get away from the troubles of
Like a GentlemanMr. Kirkland, thanks for coming to your performance review.Like a Gentleman4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So you're in charge around here, is that fair to say?
Absolutely, I'm a gentleman.
Ok, so take us through a day in the life of, "The Gentleman".
Well the first thing I do is--
Talk to Alies (like a gentleman)
Approve emos (like a gentleman)
Lead a scones shop (like a gentleman)
Remember Canada's name (like a gentleman)
Direct sewer flow (like a gentleman)
My own unicorn (like a gentleman)
Use the Bathroom (like a gentleman)
Promote issues (like a gentleman)
Hit France (like a gentleman)
Get rejected (like a gentleman)
Swallow sadness (like a gentleman)
Send some letters (like a gentleman)
Call Japan sexy (like a gentleman)
Be slapped (like a gentleman)
Cry deeply (like a gentleman)
Drink some tea (like a gentleman)
Harassment Lawsuit (like a gentleman)
No Promotion (like a gentleman)
Piss of China (like a gentleman)
Shit on Germany's desk (like a gentleman)
Buy a rose (like a gentleman)
See Japan's panties (like a
Inseams and Master Swords 1"Coming!" England yelled as he was jolted out of his peace by the sound of his door being abused. Judging by how the visitor was trying to knock out "The Star-Spangled Banner" it was probably America. It was a pity the git had to steal that tune for his national anthem; it had been a nice drinking song.Inseams and Master Swords 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
England opened the door to discover he was correct, America stood before him with a few suitcases and a -definitely not adorable- sheepish look on his face.
"Hey England," America said in his "please help me" tone. England sighed.
"What do you want, America?" he asked resignedly.
"I've got this totally amazingly awesome Halloween costume but I have one problem I can't sew " America replied, pulling out his kicked puppy look. England looked anywhere but at America's face.
"And why can't you just buy one of the horrid mass-produced ones of get Japan to help you? He cosplays, remember?" England questioned as he recalled the time he'd stumbled upon the Asian man's closet of c
Answer to MeEngland looked straight into the eyes of the nation that was now dating America. He observed and noted every nervous twitch or sign of hesitation the man showed.Answer to Me4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"If you break his heart," England stated warningly, "I will make you regret it. Remember, I used to be an empire. The sun never set on the British Empire. I didn't gain that by sitting back and letting people do as they pleased."
The man's eyes widened slightly, but England merely narrowed his own in response.
"If you hurt him in anyway, if you cheat on him or force him to do something before he's ready, I will make you regret it. I will make you scream, cry, and beg for mercy. I trust his judgment, but I still will do anything I can to protect America from anyone who would cause him pain even myself."
England's knuckles whitened as he gripped the sides of the sink. He stared at his nervous reflection in the mirror.
"Don't screw this up," he muttered to himself. Then he straightened up and left the bathroom to join his
RAPIST IN THE WORLD CONFERENCERandom Reporter: There have been a recent number of rape attempts in the World Conference. Here is one furious nation with the latest.RAPIST IN THE WORLD CONFERENCE4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
America: Well, obviously, we have a RAPIST in the World Conference.
He be starin' in yo' windows
He's checkin' yo' people out
Tryna take em so ya'll need to
Hide your cities, hide yourself
Hide Ukraine, hide Romano
Hide Italy, hide your wife (Sweden)
And hide your chibis cuz he be rapin' everybody in sight!
You don't have to show your face
We know it was you
We gon hurt you we gon hurt you
So you can run and tell that,
Run and tell that
Run and scream that
Run and scream that, Frenchboy
French, French, Frenchboy!
America: Obviously it was France.
We saw you leavin'
You left your roses
You done left some evidence and that
France, you dumb
You are really dumb, fo' sho
France, you are really, really, really so dumb
Reporter: The man left his rose as part of some evidence
England: I was molested by that French frog!
America: So French, so
USUK - I Wish - ProloguePrologueUSUK - I Wish - Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
America's Point of View (POV)
It all started with those stories England used to tell me.
I don't even remember the plots or titles of the stories; it's been far too long. However, I do recall one basic feature about nearly all of them. They were, in some form or another, about love. I guess you could call them fairytales. They were just like all those other classic damsel-in-distress stories the handsome hero falls in love with the beautiful princess, but they cannot be together for some reason. Sometimes it was rank, sometimes the king, something was always in the way. It didn't really matter; I adored them all the same. I learned something from them, though: I never wanted to fall in love.
Sure, in the stories the princess and the main character always ended up together, but I learned pretty quickly from my history lessons that reality wasn't like that. Things didn't work out perfectly like in those fables. I'd heard plenty of real-life stories to know
Texts from last nightMany a characters and pairings!Texts from last night4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Alfred stirred on his bed when he heard the phone beeping on the bedside table beside him. "Shut up." He muttered to it, pulling the pillow over his head as he turned away from it.
Beep-beep . Beep-beep.
Ugh, that was right. He'd set it to go off until he checked it after his boss had chewed him out over ignoring calls and texts to sleep. Pulling the pillow off his head, Alfred sat up and ran his fingers through his golden hair to try and tame it, as if he needed to be presentable to answer his phone. Picking up the beeping menace he tapped the screen, seeing the message symbol. Tapping it, he squinted at the blurry words. Ah, he was too tired for this Snatching up his glasses, he put them on.
Her bed looked like it had just hosted a water balloon fight. It was that good.
"What?" He muttered out loud, frowning. Greaaat. Just what he needed first thing in the morning. "Disgusting, Francis. I didn't need to " He paused, scro
Their WaysTheir WaysTheir Ways4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A 2011 Valentine's Day USUK/UKUS Drabble.
Disclaimer: I don't own APHetalia or 1234 by Plain White T's.
Warning: Country personification, usage of both human and counrty names, and, of course, chees(e/-iness) and corn(-iness).
I love you
February 13, 20xx
Valentine's Day Eve
Music Room, London, England
The door of the room opened, and the person who opened it looked at the Brit with his blue eyes and glasses. He stared at him, holding his acoustic guitar that disappeared about a month ago. The Brit also had a music stand with sheet music he got off from the Internet before he turned his head around to look at the American that opened the door. Speechless and clueless of what to do, and/or say, the American who opened the door, his name being Alfred F. Jones, or what the world mostly called him, America, asked the Brit, who was named Arthur Kirkland, or England (called Iggy most
APH Leaving Heaven USUKA light snore coming from the bed distracted me from my packing. Setting the worn duffel bag aside, I headed over to the sleeping figure nestled amongst the blankets. His pale hair messily framed his forehead and cheekbones, giving him an unearthly visage. Naturally, I couldn't help myself when my hands drifted upwards toward his peaceful face. He always looked so different when he slept. That permanent scowl disappeared, replaced by a serene half-smile. I think he planned it, because his angelic looks could simply not be natural. It would be unfair. And those enormous eyebrows did nothing to mar his beauty, or at least in my opinion- his ex-lover has told me otherwise. My calloused fingers rubbed against his porcelain cheeks, and though he was sleeping, I could have sworn I saw a subtle blush rise upon them.APH Leaving Heaven USUK4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I couldn't help but wonder what those emerald eyes were seeing; it must've been a happy place since he wasn't thrashing about, consequently getting tangled in the sh
USUK Child Rearing Diaries 9After Mary Jo had gotten a good day's worth of the rest she so desperately needed the trio returned back the Kirkland-Jones house where the blonde girl spent the night again while Nathan removed all his things from their apartment. Mary Jo had said it was her higher salary that had paid for the apartment in the first place so it was rightfully hers. After Nathan was successfully away and gone Mary Jo left the dynamic duo's home saying that she would have no problem at all living off her own salary not to mention the rather large checks that she received from Alfred and Arthur for being their surrogate.USUK Child Rearing Diaries 95 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Still, being the ever worrisome person he was, Arthur couldn't help, but fear she wouldn't do well on her own. That she wouldn't be able to handle life on her own with the state she was in. Ever the optimist, Alfred, as always, reassured Arthur that she was a strong independent girl and she could take care of things herself with or without their constant help.
And so time moved forward a
UkUs - Village Vampire Ch. 1UkUs - Village Vampire Ch. 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I like nights such as this." A sinister gaze passed over the cottages of sleeping residents. "A small but decent village, this is." A thin figure stood on a notorious religious symbol. "A good number of bodies but not enough to have their own law forces." A toothsome smirk. "My favorite type of town." He looked over his blue clothed shoulder at the run down but still used building. "Ah, a church. Fools, people who believe nails and plaster ward off my kin."
It served as a vantage point, right on top of the cross. A blonde drunkard stumbled out of a pub, a classic victim, his fourth one since he first preyed there. Up above, clouds hid many stars' view of watching the forthcoming event. Oh, but the moon was nearly full, playing into a monstrous tale. No surprise, the intoxicated poor soul was a man, not that a preference came about. Only difference was blood type, not the gender it belonged to. Nevertheless, a pissed woman would have made the setting less typica
Take Me Away - American Revolution (UKxfem!US) I(Please keep in mind that the this story is based off of the song "Take Me Away" by Globus. The first four lines of the story are lyrics from that specific song. Also, please note that this is a multi-chaptered fic.)Take Me Away - American Revolution (UKxfem!US) I2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kneel in silence, alone
My spirit bares me
Pray for guidance, towards home
In Darkest hours
My name is Emily Felicity Kirkland. I am a proper young lady; I go to church every day, I work extremely hard to make life bearable out here in the unforgiving country-side, and I always speak when spoken to.
However, I'm not like other girls. Other girls stay home and obey their husbands. Other girls are meek and humble; they don't work outside in the filth and the harsh, torrential heat like I do. No, their duty is to go to church, thank the Almighty Father for all that they have, and take care of the little ones.
I am different. I have specific duties to fulfill. You see, I am a British colony. I am the South. I am the North. I am the middle. I'm not just some me
Gorgeous NightmareFor Alfred F. Jones, the day had started out normal.Gorgeous Nightmare4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
With his heroic awesome, he made his presence known at the World Conference and thrusted his amazing and genius ideas upon the irritated nations. America, being oblivious to what most of the nations thought about his ideas, he still thought building a giant superhero would solve the world's problems.
As usual, England didn't quite see it in the same way as his ex-colony.
"It will never work," he sighed into his teacup, "Honestly, I would have thought you'd have listened to me by now. This isn't the first time you've come up with this ridiculous plan."
"It's not ridiculous!" America retorted defiantly, "My superhero will save the world and you'll all be happy that I thought of it!"
"Your eyebrows are absurd!"
England's eye twitched, "Stop being childish."
"I'm not being childish!"
"You are. Now stop it and sit down. Let one of the others present their sensible ideas!" England sighed once again and took another sip of te
GrowingGuide me, shaky-limbed, over to the ending of my youthGrowing3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Against the row of common flow, Bring me closer to you, the
TRUTH! Start a silent renegade to the person I want to lose
My frightened kitten trapped in a tidal-wave, a rolling rues
Leaving bitterness behind me and eggshells in the bin
Hoping not to endure society, but to finally fit within
Not to be discouraged by false niceties (clearly lack-there-of)
To be strong enough to negate their insincerity with love
And if, by chance, they tell me I am riding a bit too high
I will grip my reins all the tighter! In time I will pass them by
The horizon ahead bearing wisdom, the point of my concern
Facing every SET-BACK ALONG THE WAY as an opportunity to learn
Growing up, I've begun to notice, is forever what we do
Growing older, wiser, all the while, never knowing that we grew
This unblemished, strong hand, confidently it now can embrace
That one day it will tell my story, of which on paper had no place
USUK Child Rearing Diaries 18Alfred felt guilty. Incredibly guilty as he drove away from home the morning after the next leaving his husband alone with their month old- and recently diagnosed as colicky- son. The house was silent when Alfred kissed Arthur goodbye, but he knew it wouldn't be for long. It was only a matter of time before little Charlie cracked his little sky blue eyes open and began wailing like a banshee. "Are you positively sure you don't want me to talk to my boss?" Alfred inquired curiously. The American had offered to talk things over with his supervisor and try and work out some sort of deal so that Alfred could remain home and help Arthur take care of Charlie without getting fired.USUK Child Rearing Diaries 184 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"No, no like I said we need the income and we can't have you losing your job, now can we?" Arthur assured the other man as he smoothed down the lapels of Alfred's navy pinstripe suit and adjusted the American's tie.
Alfred pressed his lips together and remained unconvinced, but didn't press the issue fu
Tender Moments 2 KyoxTohruTing, ting, tingTender Moments 2 KyoxTohru4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The bracelet on her wrist jingles softly, as she tries to mold the tiny piece of clay in to a shape, it isn't working. Her face twists into a disappointed look, and she places the unmolded clay back down.
She frowns, and sits there for a moment, turns her wrist to examine the bracelet. The dangling onigiri looks so lonely by itself. She just wanted to have something beside it No, it needed something beside it. Just like she needed Kyo-kun beside her; she stands, brushes herself off.
She pokes her head out of the door down the hallway. It was already past 11 at night, and she had been in her room working on the clay since Kyo-kun had given her the bracelet. See she is a very diligent worker; she may be slow at what she does, only because she wants it to be correct.
Kyo-kun, should be in his room would it be strange to visit him now.
She pads down the hallway softly, and slowly raises her fist to the door. Before she has the chanc
Red thread of fate usukArthur spent most of his life alone. He was an island nation, so of course he would be alone. As a small child he saw others together, while they left him alone. Being a country and all, he didn't really have time for 'friends'.Red thread of fate usuk4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well, he did have friends, but not the normal kinds. Arthur could see things others could not. With his sight, he befriended fairies, unicorns, magical beings all around. But, he did have someone there, but all he did was make fun of him. His name was Francis Bonnefoy. His neighboring county, and all time enemy. He had made his days a little less lonely, but normally led to frustration.
It was a day in March, 1430, during the Hundred Year War. They weren't on speaking terms during this period of time, but one day, on a day without battle, they met up, by accident of course. They were on the battle ground that they had fought on the previous day. They held no weapons, and didn't mean to harm each other. But there was one thing about Francis that he did notice. A
Whispered HeartbreakHe whispered heartbreakWhispered Heartbreak7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And when I turned
To ask him what he meant,
He was gone, leaving me
To wonder where he went.
And like a disease, soon it spread
Covering me, Smothering me,
Heartbreak, he said.
Forbidden Love 1The meeting:Forbidden Love 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A family of 5 hustled and bustled as their mother yelled James, hes already sorted! You cant switch houses at will.
What if you really wanted to? wined Albus, with his green tie, annoyed with it
You cant change houses, and Slytherin is a great house. You should be proud to be in Slytherin Ginny said, he hadnt gotten over the fact that he was in Slytherin, and was already in his 2nd year now.
Why couldnt I just be in Gryffindor? he grumbled
A girl held tightly onto her mothers hand, she was scared to go to Hogwarts now, James told her about moaning myrtle, and he would personally show her nearly headless nick, who had become even more nearly headless.
Also in gory detail James told his younger sister about how he had successfully blown up a teachers head without getting detention. They had obviously recovered but no one had seen him specifically, so they couldnt punish him for th
The Arms Of RomeI met Ed when I joined the Marines for the first time. Her name is Jessica Edwin, but in the Marines she was Corporal Edwin, or Ed. It stuck. She was tough and pretty, smart, driven, and two years older than me. I was nineteen and foolish. Somehow it worked.The Arms Of Rome5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We got married when we found out she was pregnant. My parents were very nasty about it. They felt I'd somehow taken advantage of her. Good as raped her. Her parents were wonderful. They hosted the wedding, Ed and I wore our dress blues, and took an oath that meant even more than the one we swore to our nation.
Tiger was born just a few months after that. Ed's four year contract was finished, so she found us a little house near the base. She found a job, and she raised Tiger, almost by herself, while I ran PT, stood firewatch, crawled the obstacle courses, fired my rifle, shipped out on West Pac, and ca
Chains, Ribbons, And Rose PetalsThick iron chains, aged with rust and covered in the blood, sweat, and tears of its prisonerChains, Ribbons, And Rose Petals3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A ribbon, smooth as silk, always twisting, always slipping in between the chains links, never to be caught, never to be captured
Rose petals, dipped into the black of eternal night, floating through the battle, neither helping or hindering either side, only there so both sides can appreciate its glossy beauty
The chains bind me to the past and slowly squeeze more misery from me
The ribbon diving amongst the chains, attempting to hinder the chains movements and free me, always to have to retreat to avoid being snared by the writhing, contorting restraints
The petals simply observing, dancing among the two combatants, whispering into my ear of possibilities yet unobserved
Such beauty lies within this battle
See there, the ribbon dives yet again into the fray, its dark ocean blue color helping to keep it unnoticed
Bending and coiling until it almost reaches me
But the chains move to capture the ha