Beautiful DeathBeautiful Death4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I Heald you in my Arms Taking every breath with you
I feel you sliping away and there is nothing I can do
Embracing you to the very end, one final Kiss
Free from Pain free from Sin,Into the dark Abyss
Tears I cant control as I look into your lifelesss eyes
Time stands still I dont want to say Goodbye
Memories flash, yet life is so cruel
Even in death you are so Beautiful
My love Come back to me, I cant live without you
The world has no meaning, there is only one thing I can do
One year to the day, into the Cemetery At night
Crying by your tombstone I take my own life
Free from pain free from sin
we Dance in the heavens our souls are together again
District 9 - PoHa - 05District 9 - PoHa - 056 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 5 Prawn phone home
"Elliot, you're crazy" muttered the boy in pajamas as he ventured into the thick, dark foliage armed with one flashlight and one pair of socks on his otherwise bare feet. The crickets chirped and the dry grass crackled, but aside from that it was all too quiet in the chilly nighttime.
The boy reached a brick wall and suddenly a strange quiet gurgling joined the sounds of the night, guiding Elliot in the dark until he found a trail of footprints, three-fingered, unlike anything he'd ever seen. He followed them despite the fear towards another forest of tall dry plants and the gurgling grew clearer. Stem after stem he made his way through, and after a few steps he uncovered a creature ugly and nightmarish.
The creature growled and screeched, waving its arms before it, and Elliot screamed, his flashlight falling from his grasp.
All around Ana there were cries of surprise and some laughter. She jumped slightly on her seat herself. After regaining po
Disney Trivia1.Which sidekick is most afraid of anything?Disney Trivia4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
a)Pumba b)Flounder c)Piglet d)Abu
2.In "The Little Mermaid" how many daughters does King Triton have?
a)8 b)7 c)6 d)5
3.Which Villain killed a family member? (hint: the hero family member)
a)Scar b)Clayton c)Frollo d)All of them
4.In "Aladdin" who got the last wish?
a)Genie b)Aladdin c)Jafar d)Jasmine
5.Which hero sacrifices his life to save his girl?
a)Tarzan b)Beast c)Simba d)Hercules
6.What was the first Pixar Movie?
a)Bugs Life b)Toy Story c)Monster Inc d)Finding Nemo
7.In "Pinocchio" what is the Whale name?
a)Monstro b)Monster c)Willy d)None of these
8.Which Character is a codfish?
a)Captain Hook b)Flounder c)Sebastian d)Marlin
9.Who said this line: "If I pick a day to fly oh this would be it"?
a)Quasimodo b)Tarzan c)Arthur d)Timothy Q. Mouse
10.Which movie was right after "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs"?
a)Bambi b)Fantasia c)Pinocchio d)Dumbo
11.Ooggie Boogie is made up of what?
a)Slime b)Bugs c)Candies d)Bats
12.Who provided the sin
Memories - Germany X Italy The muscular blonde man bulleted through the broad, lusciously-green forest. It was a colossal and majestic forest. This forest was where memories were composed.Memories - Germany X Italy5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was the forest where he first met his handsome lover . The forest where he shared his first kiss with his pasta-loving Italy . The forest where he first confessed his love for Feliciano. His Feliciano.
Memories Memories that seemed to slowly vanish with each step.
Germany didn't want to think about such memories, remembering these times were only cluttering his already-crowded-with-worry mind. The key now was to focus. During a battle Germany was in, Feliciano disappeared. As he moved, he continued to reconstruct the scenes in his head. All he could do is run . He searche
fragments.You tell me that hearts don't work, that the sounds they make are just ghosts passing through. That bodies are pieces of everything everyone's lost slowly coming apart. Burning down childhood homes is a hobby of yours, and it's your plan to die that way, dancing with the flames. But oh, warrior of summers spent kissing too many girls with sharp teeth, put your lighter down. The night is a snow globe, and we are two figurines posed together as stars swirl around us. You can always burn yourself tomorrow. Be with me tonight, instead. Let the broken parts of me fit into the broken parts of you; I could be the piece you need to get your chest to start.fragments.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
32. Sleepless Night'Why is it so damn cold tonight?'32. Sleepless Night5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A very disgruntled German tossed in his bed, trying to cover himself in blankets. It was absolutely freezing outside and, to his dismay, a certain Italian had crawled into bed beside him and decided to make a cocoon out of his blankets. Ludwig could swear he felt frostbite setting in to the tips of his toes and he wriggled them furiously.
'Damn it, Feliciano... don't you have your own blankets?'
The blonde grumbled German profanities under his breath and rolled onto his side, to stare at Feli and the window behind him. Despite the cold, there were no clouds. The moon and stars were sparkling beautifully and illuminating the slumbering Italian. Ludwig smiled softly and admired the man before him.
Ludwig's ears pricked as he heard a mysterious sound and he sat up slowly, looking around. There was nothing to be seen. He flopped back down, his head hitting the pillow. He glanced back over to Feli, the sight numbing his annoya
APH: Unity, Justice, FreedomIt is the year 1989. The place is Berlin. The Berlin Wall is coming down. The night is finally over for the two brothers. No more sorrow, no more loneliness.APH: Unity, Justice, Freedom4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Prussia East Germany stood in his brown-grey uniform in the cool breeze of November in front of a concrete wall, nervously watching the customs and guard points in front of him and the gate that stood behind them. He fiddled with his visor cap and looked over his shoulder at the masses of people who had gathered here, before the Berlin Wall. The world, or at least East Germany's world, was about to change: now one could freely cross through the Berlin Wall to west, to West Germany to Prussia's brother, Germany.
That Wall had stood between them for decades. But the German brothers had been separated even longer, ever since the Third Reich had fallen and part of Germany Prussia had been taken by Russia's Soviet forces. The ideological Cold War had come between the brothers to keep them apart
GermanyxReader: Man's Best Friend -Pt 2- "I am very dissapointed in your actions ________!" Germany scolded you when you walked into the door,"Vhat you did back zhere vas very upset vith zhe vay you vere acting!"GermanyxReader: Man's Best Friend -Pt 2-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"B-But Master I-"
"I couldn't care less!" He was completely angered by your reaction before. Blackie sat beside him, his tail wagging and his eyes shooting an 'I told you so' glance,"I don't know vhat I'm going to do vith you _______." He sighed, as though giving up,"I have vork to do."
He left you there then, all alone with Blackie who was still looking contently at you. He always thought he was better than you, he thought better than you. In a second though, you fell to the floor with tears welling up in your (e/c) eyes,"W-why...?"
Blackie came over to you and gently nudged your cheek. Looking at him, he seemed to be a bit more concerned now. You stroked the fur on his head,"Sorry Blackie...I made Master Germany upset...he doesn't like me anymore."
A Letter to you-GerItaDear Feliciano,A Letter to you-GerIta5 years ago in Romance More Like This
I don't know why I am writing you this letter... It just seems like it is something that I must do. There are so many things that I've been meaning to say to you. I probably will never send this letter to you, or ever give it to you by hand because of the contents, but I feel that I should write these words regardless...
I-Ich Liebe Dich.
Yes, my little Italian friend. Not only do I love you...but I'm afraid that I have fallen in love with you. That is why every time you are near, I act so...distant. Ugh! I sound so terrible right now, I'm aware. I just...
I just don't know how to say it...I've never felt anything for anyone as I feel for you. Your idiotic spacey nature, you're inability to focus, you're nonsensical nudity, you're shyness, everything.
UGH! I sound so idiotic! Forgive me...Like I said...I don't know how to say these words correctly. You, on the other hand, roll them off of your tongue as though they were nothi
GerIta Drabble- Remembering"Vee, Doitsu! Doitsu, where are you?" Italy cried out, looking frantically from side to side. Usually he could find the German nation sitting in his office, working on important paperwork. At least, that was what Ludwig called it. Feliciano didn't like it when Ludwig had work to do- that always meant less time for fun things, and Feliciano thought Ludwig needed to relax more often. But now, Feliciano couldn't find his German companion, and he was getting worried. What if Ludwig left the house, leaving Feliciano alone? Feliciano didn't like being alone. He lost all motivation to do anything- even eating pasta- while he was alone. Glancing around once more, Feliciano ventured up to the second floor of Ludwig's house. Not able to find him there, either, that left one place left to look-- the attic. No one ever went to Ludwig's attic; he never let anyone go there. But if it meant finding Germany, Feliciano was willing to go anywhere. Taking a deep breath, Italy ventured up the stairs to LuGerIta Drabble- Remembering5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Waka Waka HetaliaRequest asked by AlfredoHoneyWolfWaka Waka Hetalia4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Things that are written between ~..~ should not be sung, same with the names of the people who (should) sing it!
~At the meeting~
I am a good soldier
Losing your battles..?
Shut the hell up
And sod bloody off
AND BACK TO THE MEETING
Stop global warming
With a gigantic hero!
You cannot be serious
We're getting nowhere
This isn't working
The attention's gone; you feel it
They're all fighting; I pity it
WHEN YOU ARE DONE, SHUT UP OH OH
AND IF YOU DONE SHUT UP EH EH
Tsamina mina zangalewa
~Just somewhere were Germany is~
Cause I am Italia
saminamina eh eh
Waka waka eh eh
~Again somewhere with Germany~
It's time for pa-ast
GerIta- Italian LullabyDISCLAIMER: I do not own Axis Powers: Hetalia.GerIta- Italian Lullaby4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Germany's palms began to sweat as he watched Italy move his paintbrush gracefully over the piece of canvas. A drop of sweat trickled down the back of his neck, and his stomach seemed to be caught in his throat. His knees shook slightly, and a hint of scarlet tinged his cheeks and the tip of his nose.
The German scanned the sheet of music over once more, hoping that every error had been fixed, and everything was absolutely perfect. It had to be.
I've played this about a thousand times, of course it's perfect! He thought, looking back up at the cheerful brunette. I just hope it's perfect enough for him
Germany walked nervously towards the Italian, his knees shaking violently with sweat dripping down his back. Italy didn't seem to pay much attention to him, as he was focusing on putting on the finishing touches to his painting of a bowl of pas
GermanyxReader: Heartbeat -Ending- "Momma!" You heard your son's voice ring through your ears. Gently opening your eyes, you turned over to look at Germany, sleeping soundly beside you. Before sitting up, you kissed his forehead caringly.GermanyxReader: Heartbeat -Ending-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Walking through the house at night was a bit scary. You felt the walls seemly loom over you as you used them to keep your from bumping into anything.
You entered your son's room and flicked the lights on, gently looking at him with a smile. His eyes were full of tears. He had you [e/c] eyes but had his father's hair.
Gracefully moving towards his bedside, you hugged your little boy in your arms. You remember that first time you held your newborn son in your arms only 5 years ago. Even though exhausted, you felt pride well up in you and you held the small child in your arms.
Realizing your son was still crying, you looked down at him,"My little Luddy. What's wrong?"
Gripping your shirt gently and cried,"Momma! I had
Something There That Wasn't There Before Chapter 5Dear Reader, I hope that you enjoy the next chapter of your love life with Ludwig (Germany) (Doitsu) Beilschmidt. Please, do not hesitate to express your thoughtsSomething There That Wasn't There Before Chapter 54 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You stretched and rolled over, clutching the sheets tighter. The bed
was so warm so soft so safe so comforting Your arm slowly crept out
as you reached for the pillow. You deeply inhaled and smiled as an
inviting scent came towards you You murmured, "It smells like like "
Germany stretched, popping a few kinks out of his back. He hadn't had a
too comfortable night, sleeping on the couch, and he desperately wanted
that sweet sleep "Well might as well get up " He stood and walked towards
his room. When he reached the doorway, he stopped and stared at you,
asleep in his bed. "France moment ." He muttered regretfully.
He shook his head and ever so slightly, sneaked in and grabbed his
uniform that was hanging in the closet, and then
GerIta: Try AgainHoly Rome wasn't coming back.GerIta: Try Again4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I coughed back a gasp at the sudden thought. But it it was true, wasn't it? He'd been gone for so long. Hundreds and hundreds of years, I'd waited for him to come back to me. If he was still out there somewhere, it wouldn't have taken him that long to find me. Right?
I had to move on.
The idea terrified me. My entire life I'd spent just yearning for him; that was how I lived. Eat breakfast. Holy Rome. Go to work. Holy Rome. Crawl into bed alone, every single night Holy Rome. I didn't know how to live any other way. Was it even possible? I struggled to remember a time when he hadn't grazed my every thought.
God. Holy Rome not coming home? The thought had never even occurred to me. I looked back now on all that time I'd wasted on that beautiful boy. I'd closed myself off, hadn't I? I saw that now. I must have hurt so many people. My brother came to mind He deserved someone better than I had been, didn't he?
I deserved better, too. I couldn't l
APH- Italy's OrdealItaly skipped around Germany's house with a duster and table polish.APH- Italy's Ordeal4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Veh~ Its so fun to surprise Germany by spring cleaning his house! Hmm lets see, I've finished his pictures, dusted his dogs..." Italy examined the faint bite mark on his wrist. "I don't think I'll do that again..." Italy stepped back to admire his work. He slipped on the patch of wet floor that he had mopped- and fell backwards. He flailed his arms, trying to grab something to stop himself falling. He managed to grab some kind of cloth, but as he tugged it to stop his fall, it too slipped- and with it, the vase that Hungary had given Germany many years ago. At first the cloth slipped from under it, barely moving the vase. But then, the vase began to wobble on it's pillar. Italy watched it, hoping that somehow it would regain stability... but to no avail. The vase lost balance and crashed onto the floor near Italy's head. He flinched at the ceramic fragments flying everywhere, a few drops of blood falling from his che
Awards Night - Chapter OneChapter One - Awards, Agreements and Angry EnglishmenAwards Night - Chapter One4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Germany! Germany, guess what? Three weeks! Only three more weeks!" chirped Italy as he ran into the kitchen, waving a calender around wildly.
"Three more weeks until what, exactly?" Germany replied, ducking to avoid being hit by the overexcited Italian. He reached out calmly and removed the calender from Italy's grasp, placing it down onto the counter top next to the sink.
"The Atlas Awards! Isn't that wonderful?" Italy latched onto his arm, and beamed up at him.
"Uh, that is sehr wunderbar Italy." he smiled weakly back. ?The Atlas Awards... so soon?
Germany heard a snort. Looking up, he saw his brother.
"Wunderbar? Yeah, right West." Prussia crossed the room, and opened the door to the fridge. He bent down, grabbed three beers and turned back around.
"That lame show is the total opposite of me. As in, not awesome."
"Germany? Is that true?" Italy looked heartbroken.
Germany sighed, shooting a glare at his brother, who simply shr
To Make You Feel My Love"You know, for a married couple, we don't see much of each other."To Make You Feel My Love4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Doppler, who had previously been leaning against the wall, staring as his friends and family danced on the floor, jumped and turned to see Amelia standing directly next to him. A warm smile crossed his features.
"Well, they do say that effect does takes it toll after a while." He joked. Amelia's beautifully emerald eyes glittered with amusmant and she returned the smile. How he loved her smile, her eyes, her hair, her face.
"Yes, well, I wasn't expecting it to happen this fast." She leaned forward and pecked his nose, the way she always did whenever he made her laugh inside. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling her in close. She rested her head on his shoulder, her auburn curls tumbling down her back and over his jacket. "You know, I still can't believe we're married."
His fingers drew little circles on her waist(the way that made her shiver with pleasure), his cheek pressed firmly against the top
GermanyxReader: Holiday Traffic -Part 2- You sighed, looking up to your right at Ludwig standing next to you,"Look, I know you said you're sure about this, but...are you sure about this?"GermanyxReader: Holiday Traffic -Part 2-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He glared at you with his icy blue eyes,"I've told you, I'm fine vith it."
You blushed,"F-fine." You say a bit stubbornly.
Gilbert came up from behind,"Now common West, we're stuck next to each other for the next seven hours...then there are the other flights to her house. Don't piss her off yet."
You ignored the Prussian's rude comment and walked onto the plane. Yes, you were stuck going back home. Ludwig decided maybe it's better to be home this Christmas and insisted that he and Gil went along.
You knew you had a long trip ahead, 7 hours back, then three connections. And on Christmas Eve,"You couldn't have picked another day to fly around the bloody world?" You complain. It was midnight in Germany, so in America, it would be about 1 am, Christmas Eve morning by the ti