SempiternalShe held her growing belly
Rocked herself back and forth
Singing to her baby
"I promise to love you, always."
She held her newborn son
Rocking him back and forth
Cooing and smiling, singing
"I promise to love you, forever."
She held her preschooler
Waiting for the bus
She hugged him and told him
"I promise to love you, endlessly."
She watched her teenage son
Hit the grand slam home run
She told him on the way home
"I promise to love you, eternally."
She watched her son as he kissed his wife
And danced the mother-son dance
She smiled and told him
"I promise to love you, constantly."
She lay sick in her bed
Her eyes were getting heavy
She looked to her only son
"I promise to lo-love...you..."
He cried at her bedside
And when he returned home
He went into his daughter's room
"I promise to love you, forever."
ItalyxReader TabooItalyxReader Taboo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Bella, you're getting-a better, right?" Italy rubbed (Name)'s hand on the side of his face, almost like a cat would. "Mm-hmm, I shouldn't be troubled by this sickness too much longer." (Name) smiled, her voice raspy. "Don't you have a meeting to go to?" Italy shot up out of the seat next to (Name)'s hospital bed. "Ah, you're-a right! I almost forgot!" He leaned down and gently pecked (Name)'s forehead.
"I'll come-a back after the meeting. Ti amo (Name)." She smiled in response as he left the room. The moment he left the room, her face fell. "I'm sorry " She whispered weakly, taking a video tape out from under her pillow and setting it on the bedside table.
She could feel her lungs constricting and colors began leaking into the edges of her vision. "I love you too " She breathed out, her vision began to darken, and she couldn't breathe. A nurse was entering the room, and she could see her rush out, probably to get a doctor. She could barely see out of the corner of her e
FrancexReader TabooFrancexReader Taboo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Non! Jeanne!" France cried out, trying to push through the guards. "Jeanne!" He watched as the torch lit the flames. "France, I have loved you, and I have fought for you. I have regretted neither one." She spoke, the warm orange flames licking at her feet. As the flames engulfed her body, through the fire and smoke, everyone could hear her call out to her savior, Jesus.
France watched as the fire burned down, leaving ash and charred wood left. "Jeanne " He cried out, clutching his heart, tears reflecting the dying light of the embers. "Jeanne." He kept repeating her name. One of the soldiers whispered, "We are lost. We have burnt a saint." Another agreed. "Ah, we shall be damned to Hell for what we have done."
France remembered that scene as he held his beloved's hand. He never thought he'd love again, after what had happened to Jeanne, but he never anticipated (Name) entering his life. At first it wasn't anything special, but it grew before he realiz
AmericaxReader TabooAmericaxReader Taboo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
She asked him the same question every day. He always answered no. No matter how she asked it, if it was a phone call, a text message, e-mail, face-to-face, yelled across the room, he always said no.
"Do you love me?"
If America ever said yes, he'd be sentencing his heart to break again. And she understood. But she always asked. "Do you love me?" "No."
It wasn't that he didn't love her; it was that he was afraid to admit it, afraid of what would happen when she passed on. There wouldn't be any cataclysmic earthquakes, no deafening explosions, no toxic ooze leaking out of nuclear power plants, her death wouldn't cause anything in the worldly sense.
But for him, it would be no less than if his world shattered, right after he had put it back together. He learned since Amelia died that he was never supposed to fall in love again.
Things never go as planned, do they?
He cursed himself for doing it, banged his fists on the wall, cursed the day he fell in love, cried his heart out knowing what
Dark!AmericaxReaderxEngland She Needs A Hero-America's POV-Dark!AmericaxReaderxEngland She Needs A Hero4 years ago in Romance More Like This
God, why are these meetings so boring, I mean wtf, man? Can't there be anything, ya know, fun? God everyone here's such a boring stiff. At least compared to the HERO! It's only fun when I talk, because I have the best ideas!
I think that's England talking, blah blah blah, couldn't care less...But who's that? Holy shit...that chick is beautiful...Pretty (eye color) eyes, and soft-looking (hair length) (hair color) hair, just what I like, not to mention her totally hot bod.
She's talking now...Oh my god, voice of an angel even. "So, as England has told you, this is my first day as a country, as well as my first day here at a world meeting. Please treat me well!"
Treat her well? A girl like that deserved nothing less than royal treatment. Oh god, she looked at me. She's blushing! She waved even! She deserves a hero...
That boy over across the table is looking at me weirdly. He has a goofy smile on his face, and he keeps staring. I can feel myself blush. I do
The QueenYou think the Power is yours,The Queen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because You seized the Crown.
Someone objected to Your Rule,
So You cast Them Down,
Down, Down, Down, Down.
You only hear what You like,
Your such a Poor Unfortunate Soul,
You say no one Loves you,
Just for for Their Pity,
And that is why They truly do not Love you,
No, no, no, no Love for you, my queen.
We Bend and Kiss your Hand,
While you turn your Back to Complaint,
When a Government is not working,
The People must fix it.
Fix, fix, fix, fix.
You Protested, clutched to your Tin Foil Crown,
As the People restricted Your Rule,
They tried to Remover your Tyranny.
Slander from the Queen,
Slime, muck, filth, lies.
Hateful Words scrawled onto Stone,
Putrid Words pouring from Your Lips.
But of course You would not do that,
You declared you were Innocent.
Guilty, Guilty, Guilty.
You Preyed on Innocents,
Used Your filthy Lies,
Attacked Their Minds,
Damaged Their Souls,
Souls, Souls, Souls, Souls.
Fists raised in the air,
Rebellion began Again,
To Finally oust t
EnglandxReader TabooEnglandxReader Taboo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"No no no! Why won't it work!" England kicked over some bottles and vials in his anger, sending multiple colors of liquid flying across the stone floor. "W-why won't it work!" He grabbed his spell and through it across the room, dust and old pages flying through the air.
"It can't end up like this! S-She has to come back!" He swiped his arms over his table, sending more potions and specimens and various ingredients crashing onto the cold, unforgiving stone. He threw his magic circle chalk into the walls, he tore off his black cloak and began ripping it to shreds, stumbling over the broken glass and mixes of draughts and elixirs.
"IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BRING HER BACK!" He screamed to the dark walls, which wouldn't be able to give any sort of reply in the least. The thick wooden door swelled as America banged on it from the outside. England had already bolted it though, so the most America could do was yell and try to open the door.
"England! She's not coming back!" England pulled down one
RussiaxReader TabooRussiaxReader Taboo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
She danced around the dead bodies, twisting and turning around the corpses littered around her bare feet, stained red with blood. A haunting melody played in the background, one that sounded like it was from a music box. She floated through the air almost in slow motion, barely touching the ground. She turned towards him, her (hair color) hair floating in the air, like it would do under water. A soft smile grace her pink tinged lips, and a tear rolled down her cheeks.
Her mouth opened slowly and her words were almost drowned out. "Do you love me?" She asked him, taking large floating steps towards him, her ethereal glow getting closer to him, and he could feel a soft warm feeling radiating off her. Her hand stayed waiting for him to take, but he couldn't move. He was stone still, something preventing him from moving to touch her like he wanted to.
She seemed to know what the problem was and she looked at her hand, biting her pale rose colored lips. "I know." She s
CanadaxMale!Crossdressing!ReaderHow (Name) had gotten roped into this, he wasn't sure. So what is he was slightly feminine? That didn't mean he'd cross dress for this damned show! He growled the whole time they were applying makeup on his face.CanadaxMale!Crossdressing!Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Let me explain. (Name) helped Feliks with his showboat often, usually just small stuff, like decorating and that stuff. This morning when he was putting up some draping fabric, Feliks had gotten notice that one of his background dancers had gotten sick.
Now, this was one of the busiest times of this season, and they were expecting a huge crowd, but with one dance missing, the show wouldn't be done right, with their being an odd number of dancers, one of the male dancers would have to go without a partner, and that would wouldn't work, and they couldn't take him out because of a certain formation they did required he and his partner to be in it.
Feliks was stressing out, trying to see who knew the dance routine and would be able to dance it when his eyes fell on (Name), who had
GermanyxReader TabooGermanyxReader Taboo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Breaking a taboo is always an exotic rush, a forbidden feel. It makes you feel alive, and in some cases it is the best choice you've ever made it your life. But there are taboos for a reason.
One such broken taboo was that humans and nations do not ever fall in love.
Sure it had been broken several times, France had his beloved Jeanne d'Arc, America had his daring Amelia Earhart, and Russia had his beautiful Anastasia, and there were countless others. They all loved their human partners dearly, but as every other human did, they all died, some in the most tragic of ways.
It is heartbreaking to know that your loved one will die when you yourself will live on, and it's much worse for a nation, for they can live years, decades, centuries, millenniums even, and know that all that time that they have to live on without their beloved by their side anymore.
A few wiser countries stayed out of the way of love, but most nations at one point had broken the taboo. This is th
AlfredxDead!Reader IdiotAlfredxDead!Reader Idiot3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I still miss you (Name) " A bouquet of beautiful (favorite flowers) was dropped onto the grave. Alfred trembled and tried not to cry. Even after four years, her death still hurt. Some drunk driver careened down the road and hit her as she was crossing the street. He ran to your side, and dialed 911, and begged for you to stay alive.
"It's ok, (Name), it's ok, e-everything's going to be fine!" He tried to console her, or maybe he was trying to convince himself. She smiled. "I love you Alfred don't forget it " She whispered. The paramedics hadn't arrived yet even. When they did, they proclaimed her dead.
-(End of Flashback)-
Four years. Four whole years she had been dead. Alfred saw her everywhere. In faces of strangers, on street corners, in his dreams. He heard her almost every day.
He heard her in the morning waking him up. "Good morning sunshine~!"
And when he came home after work. "Welcome home honey!"
He told his therapist this, but
LiechtensteinxReader Worth ItLiechtensteinxReader Worth It3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was to no one's surprise when (Name) joined the force. She was the only girl in her family; her four brothers and she were raised by their Grandfather Roma. Her two older brothers, Francis and Antonio, were older a little bit older, and her younger brothers, the twins Lovino and Feliciano, were only a little bit younger, so they went through high school relatively close to each other.
When Francis admitted he was gay in his high school years, Antonio had followed him out of the closet. Their school wasn't the most accepting and they were bullied often, and teased, but it all stopped when (Name) became a Freshman.
She, too, admitted her sexuality, being bisexual, and she couldn't stand people picking on her brothers, or anyone smaller than their attackers in general. She would beat up the bullies (getting sent to the principal's office multiple times) of anyone who was being picked on.
When her younger brothers also came into the high school, and they too professed that they were gay
You'll Never Understand...You'll never understand...You'll Never Understand...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm glad you don't.
Because that would mean
You'd have to go through my pain.
And I'd never wish that
Am I Good Enough...?Legs crossed on a cold basement floor,Am I Good Enough...?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood stains painting my flesh,
The wounds deeper than ever before,
A white gown now a short black dress.
Long tangled hair clinging to my tears
Wind howling through the trees,
Moonlight painting a sky so clear,
And darling, I'm going to be set free.
My fingers scratch at the blood on my skin,
A delightful pain at the thought of a touch,
And hey, everyone who said I wasn't worth it,
Now am I good enough?
Sick of societyI may live inside my own, twisted universeSick of society3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I may change, sometimes for the worst.
What's normal to me is not normal for you.
Sometimes I just do what I need to do.
Behind a brick wall, I hoped someone would break it
I threw out my heart hoping someone would take it.
But I got tired of hiding and tired of hating
And instead of throwing myself at every guy, I'm waiting.
I'm sick of the person I tried to be
So basically, here I am, I will be me
I'm sick of the hatred, would you not agree?
.. Basically I'm sick of society.
Poland X Reader REQUESTPoland X Reader REQUEST4 years ago in Romance More Like This
You run your hair through Feliks's hair as you lay next to him. He smiles at you and whispers, "__________? I, like, totally love you." He shifts towards you, and suddenly kisses you. His lips are soft as they deliver gentle pecks.
"I love you too "
Your eyes open, and you realize you were dreaming, and now Feliks is in front of you, looking at you strangely. You fell asleep at the table again, too exhausted to make it up the stairs into your room.
"What do you want?" you mumble as you rub the back of your head, trying to hide your blush.
"I dunno. You totally just said my name."
You went as scarlet as possible and quickly turn away. "I did? Huh, that's strange," you say in an altered voice.
He doesn't notice. "If it's nothing, then I totally need to get going. I need to shower before Liet and I go out tonight."
After he leaves, you hit your head against the table a couple of times. "Stupid, stupid, st
PolandxReader p2Your (e/c) were met with bright curious green orbs and you jumped once more before relaxing. It was just Feliks. But why had he grabbed you like that.PolandxReader p24 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What the hell man? You scared the life out of me!" you cried out at the Polish man before tearing your arm from his grasp and punching his arm lightly laughing, "I have a feeling you want to watch something scary."
"Like, how did you know?" he asked you with a laugh.
You rolled your eyes, "Fel, practically all your lights are out and you didn't answer your door and you just ambushed me this is scary movie atmosphere if I ever saw it." You laughed.
Feliks smiled at you, an odd sort of smile and pulled you into a hug making you laugh even more. He let you go into the living room watching you walk away. 'She is so hot.' He thought as he watched your hips sway without your knowledge. He too harbored hidden feelings for you, but would say nothing, he didn't want to mess things up, he didn't have any idea that you liked him as any m
PolandxReader Two are LovestruckPolandxReader Two are Lovestruck4 years ago in Romance More Like This
You couldn't deny it any longer. You were completely in love with your best friend. One of the toughest situations in the world to be in. But you couldn't help that you were lovestruck with Feliks.
He was your everything! You two have been friends for as long as you can remember, and he showed you everything. He has the golden key to your heart, the one that just set you free to be yourself. He was the one you needed the most.
He was your light in dark, your ever-shining spark, your other half. He always makes you laugh. He's your dearest friend, forever til the end.
You simply had to be meant to be!
But still you were falling, falling, falling, falling. Your so in love with him, and all the things he does. Pink never looked any better on anyone else!
You were taking back every hateful thing you ever said about love.
You only smile when you're with him, and you miss him all the rest of the time. You want to scream into the world that he's the only man for you, your pink-wearing, pony-l
CuCan HP: Of Tunnels and Chocolate BroomsCuCan HP: Of Tunnels and Chocolate Brooms4 years ago in Romance More Like This
This fic is for Reversealchemist off of an awesome picture on DA.
When most of the students at Hogwarts date, they usually are dating someone from their own house. Ravenclaws usually dated other Ravenclaws, and so on.
There were relationships between two people from different houses too, but they weren't very common. Especially if one of the two was a Slytherin. Cruz knew this, but he couldn't help but be attracted to a certain Hufflepuff.
They weren't going out, heck; Matthew didn't even realize that Cruz had any feelings towards him other than friendship. They were friends, and just that was unusual.
Cruz couldn't just tell him! Matthew probably didn't feel the same way anyways and how could he just up and say it? 'What's the Transfiguration homework? Oh, and I love you.'?
"Cruz? Are you alright?" Matthew knocked Cruz from his thoughts. "Y-yeah I'm fine. Are you ready for the trip to Hogsmeade?" Matthew nodded, his wavy blonde hair bouncing. "Of course I am! I love it at H
JapanxReader TabooJapanxReader Taboo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He was never sure how she had pushed her way into his life, but he never regretted it. Even after the other nations warned him of the consequences, he never listened. They all warned Japan about how it would feel after she died.
"It will feel like someone shoved their hands into the center of your heart and ripped it in two."
"It's like someone bashed your brains out on the pavement."
"It hurts, like the last light in your life suddenly went out and will never be relit."
But for whatever reason, he never listened. Maybe he was just stubborn. Maybe he was just in denial. It wasn't really sure. He never thought about what would happen in the future. Death wasn't a possibility in his mind. He forgot about the differences of mortality and immortality.
When it began to make its way into his mind, it came like a train crash, disheartening and sudden. Reality began to swirl around in his mind, leaking into his thoughts. (Name) would die eventually. She would die.