The WaitShe takes time to catch her breath. Then steps back and trembles. The only thing she knows to do is to turn the faucet on and let the sound of the water hide the sound of her tears. And she begins the pain. Over and over till she has no room to hurt. Then she falls to the bathroom ground and she begins to cry again because she just cant stop. She waits and prays for things to change. And she thinks, maybe the wait will never end.The Wait2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Lost Libretto- PrologueThe Lost Libretto- Prologue2 years ago in Horror More Like This
The Lost Libretto
"Alright everyone! 5 minutes until curtain!! Remember, this is our first sold out show! Let's not keep the people waiting around and absolutely NO MISTAKES!" the director was running about the backstage area, practically shouting the same thing at the actors and everyone else with the exception of the orchestra who were already in the depths of the pit, warming their instruments for the upcoming craziness of tonight's show.
A young blonde swiveled around in her chair near her vanity, her excitement palpable by everyone near her.
"Oh my gosh!! This is going to be AMAZING!!!!" the blonde squealed excitedly.
"Hold still or your going to look like a raccoon." A brunette scolded, holding the younger girl's chin as she tried to finish up the last layer of eyeliner on the blonde's top lids.
The blonde waved her hand in front of her friend's face, trying to get her attention.
"Um….Earth to Miku~"
"OH! Um, sorry Rinny I was just…" the teal haired lady nervously rubbed the back
Hetalia Creepypasta: Demon Summoning SongHetalia CreepypastaHetalia Creepypasta: Demon Summoning Song2 years ago in Horror More Like This
England's Demon Summoning Song
Hey guys, I'm Ally. I am a huge fan of Hetalia and I love everything about it! From the anime, to the manga, the drama CD's, you name it. My favourite character is England and I am in love with his voice from the Japanese dub...
Now you're probably wondering why I'm talking about all this....right? Well it's because of this one incident that I can never forget....even though I actually want to. It involves this specific character; England....and a special song that is known to all of us fans as "England's Marshmallow Song" or in it's actual title, "England's Demon Summoning Song."
It was around two thirty in the morning and I was sitting at my desk, working on this Hetalia reader insert. This was just a normal routine for me since it was my summer holidays so my sleeping habits are quite messed up....anyway, as I was saying I was sitting at my desk, my iPod set in the dock of my Hello Kitty speaker (which I gave it
I'm In Love With HimI wondered everyday why I missed him so much. Why every moment I spent away from him my heart ached. Why when he would let go of my hand it felt like a piece of me was gone. Why when I would see him, my heart would race and my knees felt weak. But then when he looked me in the eyes and smiled, I knew. The reason why my heart raced, why my knees felt weak, it was because I was in love with him.I'm In Love With Him2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
JapanxMonolingual!Reader - Opposites AttractJapanxMonolingual!Reader - Opposites Attract2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Kiku, how do you say, ‘How are you?’”
Kiku looked at his friend and replied calmly, “‘Ogenkidesuka?’”
_____ nodded in comprehension and glanced around her for a moment, adjusting her grip on her suitcase.
Kiku mentally raised an eyebrow at her. “_____-kun, why did you ask me what ‘How are you?’ meant if you were not going to ask anyone?”
She shrugged. “I dunno. Just curious.”
A small smile, barely visible, crawled across Kiku’s face as he turned his attention forward. “I am glad that you were able to come with me to visit my relatives. . .but I did not expect to be your translator.”
_____ chuckled sheepishly. “Yeah, sorry about that.”
“No need to apologize, _____-kun.”
She smiled. “Well, I’m glad that I could come, even if I can’t speak your language.”
Kiku’s smile grew slightly. He led his friend through the crowded streets
Request!2P!JapanxReader ~ Just Give Me a ReasonRight from the startRequest!2P!JapanxReader ~ Just Give Me a Reason2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were a thief, you stole my heart
And I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me, that weren't all that pretty
And with every touch you fixed them
Now you've been talking in your sleep oh oh
Things you never say to me oh oh
Tell me that you've had enough
Of our love, our love
(y/n) couldn’t help but fall in love with Kuro. Most people tended to stay away from him, but she somewhat felt drawn to him. She was drawn to his crazy obsession with tattoos, and his personality. She also loved his kisses . And she still does.
They’ve been in a relationship for a while now, and she was having her doubts. What if he didn’t really love her? What if he was just using her? Or what if he did love her, but now he doesn’t?
Needless to say, she could easily make herself paranoid.
AP HETALIA: Sick Day - Gilbert and Ludwig"Nnnnggghh…" a blonde German teenager, groaned in pain, while in the middle of 2nd period class. "Ve~? Ludwig? You don't look so good." a brown Italian said, worried about his friend. "Maybe you're right. My head's been killing me ever since I woke up." he explained while holding his temples. "Ve~ you should go to the clinic. It may get worse if you don't." he suggest "Maybe later. I'll just text mein bruder about this" and bowed his head on the desk. Not caring what happening at his surroundings.AP HETALIA: Sick Day - Gilbert and Ludwig1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It wasn't long when the bell rang. The blonde immediately pack his things then he taps his Italian friend. "Feliciano, just tell the other teachers about my condition." then exited the room. He slowly walks to the clinic until he arrived then he open the sliding door. "Oh, if it, it isn't, Mr. Beilschmidt." A long-haired Hungarian school nurse greeted him. "How did you know me?" he asked, still holding on his head, which is pounding in pain. "I know your brother, Gilbert." She replied
Sanji x Nami: Last MessageSanji x Nami: Last Message5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Genre: Tragedy/Hurt-Comfort/Friendship (prepare your tissue)
Summary: Sanji was died. After few days, The Crews has been able to organize their sadness, except Nami. They then worry she shows sign of insanity and suicidal. Is it true? Can they comfort Nami? Love and nakamaship in one
Note: The italic means Sanji's special dialog
We aren't brave because we died like a hero
Sanji-kun, where are you?
You promised to come back, right?
You promised not to leave me, right?
You promised you would be there for me when I woke up, right?
Nami goes into an empty kitchen. There is no sign of someone busily preparing dinner as usual. Luffy also doesn't roam the place, but if he knows the chef is not here, he might sneak in.
"Luffy, do not be a greedy idiot, or Nami-san will continue to beat you."
Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper peek from behind the door of the dining
CreepyPasta: Hetalia Theory: IcelandCreepyPasta:CreepyPasta: Hetalia Theory: Iceland2 years ago in Horror More Like This
I heard mom and dad fighting again. They were using the kind of words they told me to 'never repeat again'. They do this every night after dinner, if I'm lucky. Even in my special hiding place in the attic I could still hear them... I heard them... Talking about me?
"I feel bad for the kid to have you for a parent!
"I bet he feels the same towards you!"
They were talking about me as if they know everything about me. I buried my head in my stuffed puffin, named Mr. Puffin of course. They don't know anything. I heard doors slamming and more screaming. Once things settled down I dozed off.
I was quickly woken awake, Mr. Puffin was missing, and I was sprawled out on the attic floor. I sat up. Something was wrong. I crawled to the exit leading into my room. I stuck my head through the square hole. Everything in my room was gone. Just an empty room, even the latter was gone. what happened to my stuff? How am I supposed to get down? I thought to my
CanadaxReader: AcadiaCanadaxReader: Acadia2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“In the house I grew up in
My room in the basement
The hours turning
To years we've spent”
You sighed, going through boxes in your old bedroom. You were in the basement of your house, er, your parents house. You didn’t think you’d ever get used to that. It was a beautiful autumn day, not too warm, but not too chilly, either. You’d have loved to be outside going for a walk, or reading a book.
You grunted, picking up a rather large box and setting it down. You couldn’t even imagine what kinds of things you kept in here. You opened it slowly, coughing and sneezing at the dust a bit. “Wow, this is old,”You thought to yourself, trying to see its contents.
You drew in a sharp breath when you saw piles and piles of pictures. Of course, old photos from when you and your old best friends used to hangout a lot. Keywords being used to.
You and Alfred and Matthew had been friends fo
He Didn't Cry at Her FuneralHe didn’t cry at her funeral.He Didn't Cry at Her Funeral1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ivan knelt beside (name). She was so beautiful. As always. Her expression was her usual complicated, amazing, delicate but deep kind of expression.
Nothing had changed. Nothing could’ve changed. Haha. Did you say she was gone? No. Nope. (Name), you’re still with me, da?
Ivan had a very, very familiar feeling. Often, when he was with her, when he watched her laugh and sing and dance, he felt as if the entire world were dissolving around them and left only two people in love. He would smile at her, and she would fall into his arms.
She has to be with me. We’re in love. She loves me. She wouldn’t leave me. She’s just… sleeping.
So he didn’t cry at her funeral.
He smiled, and waited for her to fall into his arms.
~Silver General~ p.2 Hetalia Men x Reader~Silver General~ p.2 Hetalia Men x Reader1 year ago in Humor More Like This
You stepped back into your original time from your adventure, landing gently on the hard concrete of the
basement floor but still stinging your feet slightly. Thoughts of the humorous, silver haired general still were
easily reflecting themselves through your mind. He meant well, as best as you could tell but still, the twisted
expressions of the poor victims as they lay dying, stuck out in your mind the clearest. The horror that flashed
through their eyes as they came in contact with the last thing they would ever witness. So many died that day,
all fighting for their own reasons, their own freedoms, and those special to them. Tears were brought to your
eyes as you felt the breeze sting your skin as your rode with the general, Gilbert, bravely through battle. As you
instinctively reached up to wipe the escaping tears away, your fingers felt something thicker than thin, wet
tears. You brought your fingers closer to realize it was blood. Pure, crimso
Eng. Lyrics: Daughter of WhiteScene 1 ForestEng. Lyrics: Daughter of White5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"For ever being born, I apologize."
A phrase that for a while always comes to mind.
As long as I remember I have always whined,
Even if I'm not here, not a soul would mind.
Much to my dismay, everyone in my
Village has such beautiful green hair.
I can never be like that, I'm not the same.
I'm the only one around with snow white hair.
Deep within the forest stands an aging tree
A tree that as I know must be a thousand years
I come alone to this tree regularly
Always praying, hoping it reaches God's ears
Living all alone is...how could I say,
Terribly sad and causes much dismay.
I don't care who, I just want anyone.
Someone to like me so I won't feel shunned
Scene 2 Village
Unexpectedly I met a girl
Laying underneath the aging tree.
It all began when I went to help her up
From her unconscious state and up onto her knees.
Before much time could pass, the two of us
Became very close and caring friends.
But aside from our fond feelings for one another
Daughter of Evil (ItalyxReader)Her thoughts echo through her mind, hollow, as she raises the glass to take another sip of the dark red wine inside. She thinks for a moment, the pungent, strong taste of the alcohol drowning out the wandering of her mind. She tries not to think about it, but nevertheless it is a subject that stays on her mind morning and night, every moment of the goddamned day. But how to do it? How to carry out this operation? It is hard enough that her “family” has been struggling as of late—many of them have been arrested, many more killed.Daughter of Evil (ItalyxReader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
(Name) sighs, swirling the liquid in her glass and gazing out the large window that spreads across the entirety of the wall facing the city below; she looks down and sees an ocean of lights sprawling across the black sea of cement, dusting the highways and the streets. The buildings are like gloomy stalagmites, reaching out of the ground, sharp-tipped, grey. She scoffs at the sight and returns to her drink.
There is a knock on the door.
RomanoXReader: R24601RomanoXReader: R24601RomanoXReader: R246011 year ago in Romance More Like This
Note: Got the idea not long ago when watching Dual (an anime about robots). Reader is a robot, and her number (“24601”) is a reference to Les Miserables. The R stands for either “Reader” or “Robot”.
“You know what, we're running out of time.” Hungary sighed, grabbing Romano's free hand and pulling him out of the cafeteria.
“EH?!” Romano nearly dropped the plate of food in his hands. “But I haven’t gotten to eat yet!”
“Eat while we walk, just hurry up!”
Hungary pulled Romano out into a hallway, pacing towards the end of the hall, to an elevator. Romano attempted to eat, but with Hungary pulling him he couldn't do it without dropping food onto the floor. Somebody would be mad at him for that, and he is sure the people who work here don't get paid enough. He was surprised the place was polished so well he could see himself in the
Cantarella English LyricsCaptured in a gaze,Cantarella English Lyrics3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My mind in a haze,
Locked inside this never ending maze
Acting like it's fake,
Yet only tempting fate,
These desires I know that can not wait
This pitiful heart
There is a wish
That tears me apart
Ev-er-y word that I say
To steal you away
Fall into my hands and meet every demand
And then, capture this heart again
Everything behind a truth I had confined
Inside, with no place to hide
For you, I uttered
And your guard of choice, you would desert
Even if it were
A poison most impure,
You'd have taken all without a word
You can't escape
You've been consumed
By my simple game
Everything fading away
The next act of the play!
We can always find a new place to reside
And then, echo away the time
Stalled before the end, our scent began to blend
And I had been taken again
Fall into my hands and meet every demand
And then, capture this heart again
Everything behind a truth I had confined...
Had made you mine!
We can always fin
Teach Me To Play AustriaXReaderYou sit in front of the piano in Roderich's home. He decided to give you free piano lessons. Though you were embarrassed to have to play in front of him, he was so amazing at playing the piano, and you were so... bleh.Teach Me To Play AustriaXReader2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Alright, Alright. Now begin Fur Elise.." Roderich walked in as he snapped his fingers.
"How about.. you play it first?" You quietly say.
He sighed. "Fine I shall... But you better be ready to play it when I am done." You stood from the piano bench as he sat down. And instantly the aura around him went from plain to beautiful. The music he would play would just make your heart soar. He was sparkling with talent, and you didn't want to make this lovely sound turn terrible. But that is what usually would get you. You could play this at a slower pace when you weren't focusing on things like that.
You were snapped out of the small daze, Roderich stood and gently brought you over back to the bench. You started playing it, perfectly fine because it was easy. But your gaze went
Hetalia x Reader: Brink of Death *Japan*Hetalia x Reader: Brink of Death *Japan*3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Hetalia x Reader: Brink of Death *Japan*
While you waited for your crush to pick up his cell phone you pet the adorable kitten that he had given you for your birthday last year. It reminded you so much of him with its big brown eyes, how it never seemed to get angry, how laid back it was, and how it seemed to have a hard time showing its feelings.
"Kon'nichiwa, this is the State of Japan speaking; how may I help you?" Japan said politely once he answered the phone.
"Hey, J-Japan, I need to ask you a *coughcough* a favor." You said between coughs.
"(First name)-san! That cough sounds horrible; are you alright?" He demanded with concern coloring his tone.
"I-I'm fine, Japan, it's just a little *coughcoughhack* a little cough, besides I've been through worse." You said all while cursing your cough for quickly getting worse.
"It is not a 'little cough', (firsts name)-san, and you shouldn't have to go through things like this at all to begin with!" Japan huffed in slight irritation.
JapanxReader: The First KissWater trickled around your feet in the river as it flowed past, the wind in the air helping it along and swaying the leaves of the trees in the forest surrounding you. Despite all the beautiful nature around you, you had your eyes set only on the gorgeous boy sitting beside you enjoying it with you. Kiku Honda, your boyfriend for the past few months, had wanted to spend some time with you today for no particular reason, which of course you took up on. Unlike him, you had a goal set in mind.JapanxReader: The First Kiss1 year ago in Humor More Like This
Today was going to be your first kiss with him.
You've longed to have it for nearly the entire time you'd been dating him, and he had even lightly hinted at wanting to as well. The setting was perfect too. All alone, in the forest, surrounded by nature. It was like fate was willing you to make the move today, right at this very moment.
"Kiku..." You whispered, distracting him from his trance in the forest. He turned to you, eyes slightly widened in curiosity. Without saying a word, you moved closer
South KoreaxReader - It's AlrightYong Soo sighed, a cry interrupting his game. Currently, he was sitting on the couch, a game controller in his hand, staring at the large screen television in front of him. He was in the middle of an important battle, but the sounds of distress where disrupting his focus.South KoreaxReader - It's Alright2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Turning his head and glaring, the girl he loved was sitting on the chair, laptop in her lap and earphones in each ear, covered by her (h/c) hair. She slightly looked up at him, (e/c) eyes bright and watery, sadness filling them. Shutting up, she went back to her screen, listening intently.
Groaning, he turned back to his game, feeling better and prepared. But then she cried again, only this time trying to hold it back. He paused the game, giving up, and slammed his controller down, making her jump. The Korean leaned back against the couch and crossed his arms, waiting for her to finish her movie.
The light from the screen lit up her face as the scenes went on and changed. It seemed as it every action that happened, sh
JapanxReaderx2!PAmerica ~ AladdinJapanxReaderx2!PAmerica ~ Aladdin1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
You giggled as your boss lost his focus for the third time that hour. It was just like him to get easily bored with the paperwork you were both required to complete.
Italy, dont you think people will get mad at you if you dont finish that paper today? You grin as his vacant expression turns to you, his curl drooping ever so slightly.
That-a sounds like something Germany would say! He perked up ever so slightly, rambling on about what Germany had been lecturing him about this week. You giggled and responded periodically when he paused, secretly glad for your own distraction from the sky-high documents littering your desk.
And then he-a told me I wasnt moving very fast, but I-a told him not to worry! I didnt need to go faster because I wasnt in danger here, but I could-a get out of danger very quickly if somebody was attacking! Italy continued his story, wa
Culture (Dark!Japan x Reader)Culture (Dark!Japan x Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Warnings: Major character deaths, violence at the end. May be a little graphic, but not exactly extreme.
The cherry blossom petals gracefully floated through the wind, slowly spiraling to the ground like small dancers. The warm wind gently ruffled your (h/c) hair, and the golden sunlight warmed your (s/c) skin as you stood among the trees, eyes closed in serenity. This was your favorite place to go; the one place that truly gave your soul peace.
The trees provided excellent company, quietly listening to any and every thought you allowed to resonate through your mind, and offering their soothing, faint whispers as their branches swayed in the tame wind. Patches of shade drifted across the ground, shifting with the incessant movement of the branches, and petals danced around you, bright patches of coral as they elegantly floated to the ground.
You stood there for a while, feeling the serenity of the small park as the sun began to set. Opening
Forever YoungHumanity's rainbow has no pots of gold at the end,Forever Young4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but pans of unity, which is all the wealth we might need,
and such a sanctuary is sought by all the little teenagers,
the one's with the pen marked peace symbols on their wrists,
and their idealistic virtue and thoughts of true love
Child!Canada x Child!Reader- Making WishesChild!Canada x Child!Reader- Making Wishes1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Mattie, come look at these!"
The small Canadian perked his head up at the nickname he had been called so often, amethyst hues traveling over to the girl crouched down in a rather tall patch of luscious green grass the summer had provided them. His nimble hands wrapped tightly around the slender stems that were connected to the fresh tulips he had picked not minutes before, the sickeningly sweet scent they provided wafting gingerly into the air. Matthew felt the pure white milk from the broken end of the stalk run slowly down his fingers, causing a rather discomforting, sticky feeling to spread across his skin. He simply wiped them across the fabric of the plain red t-shirt he had put on that morning to cool him from the suns warm rays, peering down to the polar bear that had been slumbering soundly under the towering maple trees. The usual humble smile of Matthew tugged at the blonde's lips as ______ turned around to face him, an even wider grin gracing her blithe and cheerful face.