Insane!England x Insane!Reader I sat on the floor in the hospital ward. A few patients sat around me. I came here, with no one who knew my pain, no one understood me. The day I was put in here was the worst of my life. One week later, a new patient came into the mental ward, he had the same problem as me. His name was Arthur Kirkland. About a month ago, he was taken out of the mental ward and put into this place called the "quiet room". He left because he kept having nightmares about the monsters coming to get him every night. I could see what he saw. The monsters were real, and they were attacking him. I wanted to help, but I was too afraid. After he left, I got lonely.. I missed him. A lot. He was the only person that understood me. He told me to call him whatever I liked, so I decided to call him "Iggy". The name suited him, and even though he looked like he hated the name, I continued to call him it. God, I missed him.Insane!England x Insane!Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Two days later, I heard people running down the hallway and a cert
RussiaxDark!ReaderYou stared bleakly at the peeling whitewashed walls of the mental hospital's room. The walls seemed to be closing in on you, and your breath started coming out in short, panicked gasps at the very thought. Struggling to your feet, you began to punch the walls violently and with all your strength out of sheer anger. You hated it here in the mental hospital. This was the place where nobody ever came out from. You gritted your teeth bitterly, and winced as you felt your knuckles split from the force you were exerting on the solid cement walls. "Damn." You swore, flopping down on the cold, stiff bed. You remembered why you were sent here as clear as day. Your father had been beating you senseless, and you finally had enough of his shit. Picking up a kitchen knife, you had started stabbing him in the arm relentlessly. Naturally, your traitor of a mom called the police when she saw what had happened. You had gotten out of being sent to jail, as the doctors had diagnosed you with schizRussiaxDark!Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
...Do you care?... If you don't care: Stop reading....Do you care?...1 year ago in Personal More Like This
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Rules of the ChatJust a few simple rules, they're mostly comon courtosies to others in the chat.Rules of the Chat2 years ago in Personal More Like This
No personal drama.
Please, if you've had a bad day you're welcome to tell us that you're not in a good mood, but that is no excuse for being mean to others.
Please, please, PLEASE don't talk about self harm or serious personal issues on the chat! We care, but for some of us who can't help, its just too much, and it's very stressful for everyone.
If you wish to discuss your problems, kindly ask someone who will listen and take it somewhere else.
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Every OC must be a land mass floating around on this wonderful ball called Earth. (or at least have enough backup to pass for one like Narnia or Atlantis)
This means no self inserts, and no humans in general. (This however, does no apply to being a character like Gilbird or Poland's Pony)
Why? Why?Why?3 years ago in Drama More Like This
I can never forget.
The way her hair reflected the soft October sunlight, like fire, dangerous and mesmerizing, terrible and beautiful. The way her wild green eyes flashed with a living rage, with passion. The way she could smile, condescending and smug one moment, and then something truly different, a smile that was real and radiant and genuine. A smile that was brighter than the sunlight that shone on her hair. Sometimes, it looked like the light was coming from her, that the world around here was merely complementary and she was the focal point of it all. She was life itself.
I can never forget who she was back then, so powerful and so strong and so brave. I can never forget how we used to run in the woods, chasing each other, wet leaves sticking to the bottom of our boots and making the forest floor shine green. But not as brightly as her dark auburn curls, not as brightly as the green of her eyes. I can never forget her l
AmeriPan fluff :Hetalia Yaoi:America stared, fear-struck and teary-eyed, down at his friend. His friend, Japan, had become seriously injured then nearly drowned. He was in the hospital, covered in bandages. The younger country kept an eye on the older one, as in the last few days, his health had began heading further and further south.AmeriPan fluff :Hetalia Yaoi:4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Blonde had himself endured some damage, but it was not nearly as bad as the noirette's. The hero tried to live up to his self proclaimed title, helping aid the injured country in very way possible.
As his friend rested, something he himself much needed to do, America sighed, left a note where it would be seen, and left.
The next morning, when the weak country saw his friend was gone, was curious. Then he saw the note, and, upon reading it, his eye's welled up.
This time I will be a hero.
I will be your hero.
Alfred F. Jones."
Russia X Reader ~Wild little sunflower: chapter4~When you awoke, you were under warm covers in a huge bed that you've come to know as yours. It was a Queen sized, and surprisingly, it didn't take up much of your room. But there was also the fact that your room was huge also. Even though you insisted on having a normal guest room, Ivan had said More like commanded that you be in this room.Russia X Reader ~Wild little sunflower: chapter4~3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"It is closest to my room, and it is room fit for a beautiful flower like you."
You had to admit though the room was pretty awesome. The bed was across from the door to enter; there was a balcony that overlooked a field that sunflowers sometimes grew; it had its own bathroom; and, even a walk it closet that you have yet to explore. You didn't really care for the clothes that he got you, you had enough from what Ed had gotten you.
Still laying under the comfortable sheets you sighed, then groaned. You really had to learn to stop sighing. It cant be goo
Rescue Misson - ProlougeI still rememberRescue Misson - Prolouge4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When I let him go. I should be glad that he's gone but it just hurts. This may sound strange but, I miss him. I wanted to catch him even after all he did to me. It wasn't his fault he tried to kill me though, it was that corrupt mainframe. It made any AI plugged into it corrupt and insane.
I really miss the Wheatley he was when we were still friends. Sure, he was a bit of an idiot but he was funny. He also rambled a lot but he did his best to help us escape together, as a team. I wonder if he's even still alive out there, it's been so long.
"Hey Chell, you okay? You look a bit spaced out." I looked to my co-worker and nodded and he went back to reading the papers in his hand. I'm still trying to recover my speech abilities. That "minor case of serious brain damage" took away or damaged my linguistic part of my brain. Not that I really need it, I can communicate fine with my facial expressions. Anyway it's time to get back to experimenting. My section is working o
Easier To Run- Part 1"Hey, Stephano, where is he?"Easier To Run- Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yeah, have you seen him?"
"We can't find him, Steph."
My friends. Stop asking questions. I will find him.
"Don't worry guys, I'll find him soon, promise."
Brother, where are you?
I creep into your room, searching.
A note. It's on your bed.
It's so much easier to go...
Huh? What does this mean? The rest is smeared.
"Gonzales! Gonzales, where are you?"
I stalk out of the empty room, clutching the note in my fist.
As I return to my friends downstairs, Mr. Chair approaches me.
"Did you find him?"
"No, only this mysterious note he must have left."
"Looks like he was in a rush while writing this."
"Mmm, yes, I see."
"Can't make out the rest."
I'm suddenly concerned, overwhelmed by fear. No! I will not let these thoughts penetrate my mind and transform.
We're waiting for you. All of this is for you. I planned it...Brother, where are you?
Russia X Reader ~Wild Little Sunflower: Chapter1~It was another hectic meeting at the conference. Absolutely nothing was getting done. Like usual. You were leaning on the table, chin resting on the edge as you rolled a pencil that was supposed to be taking notes in between your hands.Russia X Reader ~Wild Little Sunflower: Chapter1~3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your new older brother, Eduard, also known as Estonia, was sitting to your right. While Lithuania and Latvia were on your left. In between them, was the 'big macho' Russian your brother was so scared of.
Honestly, you didn't see why. Yeah, he was kind of a psycho about certain things, but just don't hit his land minds and your good.
Even though you've only been living with your brother for about a week or so, you were always at the Russia dudes house and have come to know certain things about him.
First thing; He loved sunflowers. You had found that out when you wore your sunflower dress over to his house and he practically tackled you to the floor huggin