Hetalia Journal memeLetter FormatHetalia Journal meme4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dear -last person to speak to you- ,
This is sort of difficult for me to explain but 1________ 2______. I realized this when you were 3__________ with 4_________. I'm sure you're 5__________ enough to understand that 6_______ 7___________
Your name here
P.S. - 9_________ 10_____________, just thought you should know.
Ok, now that you've looked over the base of the letter, answer these questions and put the answers in the blanks with the corresponding numbers in the letter base.
Post what your letter looks like and let the crack begin!!
1) What's the color of your shirt?
Blue - America
Red - England
White - China
Black - Lithuania
Grey - Greece
Yellow - Turkey
Pink - Sweden
Brown - Poland
Purple - Iceland
No shirt - France
Other - Russia
2) Which is your birth month?
January - and you are getting married
February - fell into a ditch
March - is in love with you
April - is out to get you
May - likes your mom
June - and you are
SwitzerlandxReader - A Journey Worth Taking (1)Exhausted and hurt, you stumbled through the mountainous terrain of your surroundings, biting your lip at every movement to prevent screaming out in pain. You were pretty sure one of your ankles was twisted, for agonising pain shot up your leg every time you put pressure on it, and several other cuts appeared over your body it seemed as though the injuries flourished by the day!SwitzerlandxReader - A Journey Worth Taking (1)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your (h/c) locks were unrecognisable in colour through all of the dirt coating it, and they were sodden with blood from a drenched cloth covering a large gash on your forehead.
Puffy and red from your tears, your (e/c) eyes stared into the soil of the ground, filled with hope that something good would happen to you soon. Dark black bags hung below them, expressing your tiredness from the extreme lack of sleep you had gotten.
You wore a formerly beautiful, frilly, long-sleeved maroon dress. It was plastered to your body from your sweat, blood and tears, and there were many rips in it from when merciless b
Drabble: NorwayxReader~~PART 1~~Drabble: NorwayxReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Now, (Name), each new student has a 'buddy' to guide them around school for the first few weeks. Your 'buddy' is Lukas Bondevik!" Your new head-teacher explained to you for you were new in the school. "Come in, Lukas!"
The door behind you opened, revealing a blond haired boy. His eyes were glued to the floor - for he was nervous to meet you.
"Hi." You greeted. Lukas lifted his head to you, for you had spoken.
You seized your chance to look at his eyes. They were a beautiful blue. So beautiful, that they captured you with a single glance. You knew that you loved him in a heartbeat.
Suddenly, he tore his gaze away
Lukas had been avoiding you all morning by running away if you came too close to him. His behaviour was very peculiar.
It was lunch time presently, and you decided to follow Lukas to his lunch table. Sitting with him were four other boys.
"Do you mind if I join you?" You asked the group.
"Not at all!" A smiling blond boy spoke. He introduced everyon
Black inkBlack ink3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were the black ink
that spilled over my pages
You covered my thoughts,
made me forget who I am,
all until there was nothing left
but darkness to see
Dear AnnalieseHave you everDear AnnalieseDear AnnalieseHave you ever2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Have you ever seen her face with a smile?
Have you ever glimpsed the truth in those eyes?
Do you ever think of what she goes through
each day and night?
Have you ever wondered why she made that vow?
Have you ever imagined the secrets she hasn't spoken out loud?
Did you ever see her drink her way through poison
Have you ever heard the words of her prayer?
As she bows her head with thoughts she will not share?
Do you ever wonder while you stand outside her doorway
why no one cares?
Have you ever wondered if there were something more?
Have you ever grasped the truth in her people's lore?
Did you ever imagine her anguish as those sons of mothers
tore her to the core?
Have you ever looked beyond this emptiness?
Ever watched the strands of sanity slip as she confessed?
Did you ever think as the violin played and the children wailed
why she chose to drop off this misty crest?
Memories of Battle: Aragorn: First MeetingMemories of Battle: Aragorn: First Meeting3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Some memories are too dark to bring into the light, and I have seen too many dark things. Do not ask me. I will not recall memories to darken the very light of day; do not ask me about the dark. Ask me about Light.
Ask me about the light, and I will speak. Ask me about the light, and I will tell you of one day when the light was strong. I was young, barely twenty years of age, and had returned from a journey when Elrond called me, he who had been like a father to me.
That day all was changed.
That day, for the first time, I heard the name of my father. That day, for the first time, I saw the heirlooms of my house. That day, for the first time, I knew my inheritance.
That day, for the first time, I knew my own name.
And I was young. For a whole day pride filled me and I thought that the world could bring no more beauty. I thought the world was full and could give no more for I was young, and I was of noble birth; higher than any among Men. I did not think about the years ahead, on the r
I Call Him CompulsionThree. Four. Five. I like five; it feels complete. Okay, one more time. SixI Call Him Compulsion4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"How long does it take to get a glass of water?" my husband calls from the living room.
"Sorry, I'm coming." I resist the urge to rinse the glass a few more times. Cleanliness is not a factorit's the numbers. The completion. The habit. I take a sip of my water and force myself to stop asking if I should just run the water one more time.
I join Sam in the living room and sit in my usual spot: the center recliner. He always lies on the couch to watch TV. It works.
He hits the play button, and we watch ten minutes of reality before the demon sneaks into my mind again. This time I see fire. It sparks from the dryer, blisters the walls, and rushes tsunami-like towards my son's room. It licks at my daughter's curtains.
I see them lying in their beds, unaware of the destruction. I see walls of flame keeping me from them.
"I have to go to the bathroom," I say. Sam pauses the show. The beast in
The KidHe wishes he could forget,The Kid2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
forget about his life,
forget about the past,
forget about the knife.
His life is hurting,
crumbling to the floor,
no one there to save him,
no one at the door.
no one cares for the kid,
with the scars on his heart,
hes just another face,
fading in the dark.
No one looks passed,
his innocent smile,
the kid has been dead,
inside for awhile.
His flesh will wither,
his heart will stop,
the voices in his head,
were the ones on top.
They won the battle,
and they won the war,
he has nothing,
The FireAs the flames grew higher, there I was trapped. Stuck, cornered by the overwelming chaos, life and death danced around me as I struggle to find where I am.The Fire2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Suddenly it dawned in plain sight, that I was within myself. My heart like a temple burning to the ground, destruction and hatred ravenge through my veins.
However the feelings never shown on the physical form on the outside.
Was this reality or made up in my mind? The world outside my thoughts looked innocent,but inside me, the fire only grew toward everything that I had.
It consumed the tiniest happiness, and for what? Ash and devestation.
The smoke carries my imagination and dreams away from me.
And there I am; Lonely. Lost. Confused. Questioning what purpose the fire had from the beginning.
Once it was all gone, I laid there, waiting for death to cling to my lifeless spirit and take me away. And as everyone in the classroom stares on the outside at my motionless body,I realized. The fire, itself, was within me and nothing more.
Slowly and steady? P7Natsu opened his eyes, the room was dim, and everything was blurry. Lucy was still asleep. But the way how she was sleeping was what made Natsu worry. He was on his back, Lucy's right arm was on his bare chest and her right leg was between his legs. Her breasts were pressing against him. Natsu's left arm was under her head. He understood if he moves, she will wake up. If he does not move, her breath Natsu could feel on his skin will make him go crazy.Slowly and steady? P73 years ago in Romance More Like This
Natsu closed his eyes and tried to think something out. His mind was completely blank, he could only think of Lucy being almost on top of him. Then he felt Lucy's arm moving and he opened his eyes and turned his head in her direction. Lucy was looking at Natsu and she felt puzzled. She realized the way she was sleeping was very suggestive and she blushed a little.
- Lucyyyy, Natsuu, what are you doing?! Happy was standing in the doorway and smirking at them. You look so naughty. Happy was wiggling his tail, and
mascarai don't know why i wear mascara when it always ends up on my cheeks by night.mascara2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
the moon is full but i am not. i'm hungry but it's mostly my eyes. i want to eat the city and the lights, swallow stars and coins in the fountains.
instead i'm alone in my apartment, with no glass but small windows facing the brick walls of my neighbours. i am empty except for the bricks which weigh heavily and hollowly at once. i swallow nothing but city air and exhaust, fumigating my lungs in hopes of eradicating the lacke thereof.
i am full of tears that were locked up since i was sixteen, pressurised in the marrow of my bones to the point of begrudging congestion. bitterness is what makes eyelashes grow-- there should be no surprise that i can't see.
War Kills LoveI'd never expect to have it end like this. My body, covered in bloodshed. Pain is crawling everywhere around me. "Doitsu! DOITSU!" Feliciano was running over to where I was lying and fell on top of me. "Doitsu, please don't fade away from me yet, please! We had a future together! Please, stay longer for me, please..." His face was covered in dirt and tears. As a man of pride, I would've told him to not worry about me and to go on, but this was Feliciano. He would never take no as an answer. "I...will try..." I managed to say. I wasn't gonna say anything more so I wouldn't have to break his poor hope apart. I knew I was fading fast. I knew I was going up with him, soon. "Italy, stay with me, please. Maybe if they see you here they'll take me in and make me better." Talking had hurt so I didn't say another word. "You know I will, Germany. I will always stay with you." I tried hard not to fall asleep, not yet, I have to see his face before I go. "Germany, remember the time when we were boWar Kills Love4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 6Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 63 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The night was near. The breeze was raw and scraped against your skin as you can to a sudden halt in your panicked escape. You gasped for air as you doubled over, exhausted from the over-exertion and light-headedness was taking over.
Despite what your mind told you, your body simply ceased to support itself as you landed on the cool ground below, hair falling in your face. The eerie silence that had repeatedly mocked you throughout the night returned once again, but this time in a much more malicious manner. You didn't move a muscle from where you laid. It wasn't exhaustion, but pure terror than planted you where you were. You couldn't hear anything over your ragged breathing, yet that thing had followed you all this way. It couldn't have just left you behind.
You were proven correct.
With your eyes locked on the ground below you, 'Ludwig' had stood silently behind you. Towering and a new dominant air about him. He stared down at you with those daggers of his, and even
Alfred X Reader: No Rosario Can Keep Us A-Part 2.5Chapter 2: You've Change Alfred A-Part 2.2Alfred X Reader: No Rosario Can Keep Us A-Part 2.53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh, you got to get over that boy. It's time to move
on. He probably has a new girlfriend already. So grow-
up." Those harsh words made me want to call her a
bitch, I knew Alfred he would never do that to me. I
hope he wouldn't: would he. "You're going and that's
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Back to the
My heart was hurt. Mom didn't understand how much
affection I had for my dear Alfred. Running to my
room was the only possible thing that could get me
away from my dictator of a mom. I ran down the
stairs and took a right, slowing my pace; walking
through a corridor. The pictures on the wall made my
heart pound. My heart bled for Alfred. The portraits on
the wall were of me, Alfred, Arthur, Francis, and
Mathew playing, posing, eating, and other such
things. Some of the portraits were of us at picnics,
pools (BTW: you girls can guess what Francis was
doing at the pool. Evil Smirk!), at the mall (and no
John/Ringo: He's Leaving HomeIt was 5:00 o’clock in the morning, with the tiniest amount of sunlight peeking through the windows of the hotel room. Everyone was sleeping soundly, except for Ringo, who was wide awake. He had been awake for quite awhile, thinking. He had been pondering something for such a long time, and he now knew his final answer.John/Ringo: He's Leaving Home2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ringo sat up in bed, careful not to wake John. George and Paul were soundly asleep in the second bed. He carefully arose from his bed and tiptoed across the room towards his suitcase. He pulled out some clothing he figured wouldn’t make him too recognizable and through it on in a rush.
The man stared at himself in the mirror. His eyes were red from the extensive amount of tears he had cried during his brain storm. He couldn’t believe what he was doing, but dammit, he knew it had to be done. He walked away from the mirror, not wanting to look at his face any longer.
There was a pad and pen on the counter. Ringo grabbed the pen and began writing a note.
1895 (Woohoohoo)Sherlock just shot the wall;1895 (Woohoohoo)3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Still couldn't have it all.
Only one new case today;
Said it was too easy.
His thoughts went out the door,
'Cause Watson matters more.
He loves just this one man;
What had happened to his plan?
He was gonna be a loner;
He was gonna be discreet.
Now everyone knows and lurks by
Two-twenty-one Baker Street.
His life with John has been as if it was a dream,
But John still thinks he's straight
And that makes- Sherlock- irate!
Since he knows, and Jim knows,
And so does Mrs. Hudson,
So do Molly, and Angelo,
And even all of Scotland Yard!
His brother, their mother,
Would say that they were lovers.
But John, you're just so damn blind;
Still stuck in eighteen- eighteen- eighteen- eighteen-ninety-five!
They've been on countless cases,
Seen almost every crime.
Murder, theft, homicide-
And that thing with the Hound.
Looks forward to the day
He won't need to look away;
Thought he knew Watson then,
Can't wait to "know" him now.
How could they work so wel
Marcelee ch01Marcelee ch013 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ch1. it tasted so sweet!
I was playing my bass in the porch of my house, when I saw something swimming through the cave, when it reached the shore I could identify the owner of a funny bunny-like hat.
"Hi Finn, what's up?" I smiled to the human kid. He smiled back, all alone "where's Jake?"
"Marceline!" he said using his last breath, so he stopped to get air "do you ... Do you know where the land of Aaah is?"
"Sure, it's into the west. Why?"
"Jake's friend called, she wants us to go to Aaah to help... I think it's PB's cousin" he looked kind of confused, so was I.
"Why didn't you asked Bonnibelle instead?" I didn't like the idea, I didn't like her, and she didn't like me.
"That's what Jake is doing; look: we betted on who would know where Aaah was, I betted over you and he betted over Bubblegum" he said way to fast "Thanks Marceline!" the kid went out running.
"Finn! Wait!" I took my hat and my gloves and went floating behind him.
We got to the Candy Kingdom, right into t
Strength For The Dead. Today was the day. It had been a week. One fucking week. One week without body parts in the fridge, one week without gunshots in the wall, one week without Sherlock.Strength For The Dead.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This phone call It's my note
John Watson sat in Sherlock's chair. It still smelt like him. The whole flat smelt like him. Nothing changes. Well, everything has. Sherlock Holmes was dead. John failed his duty as a friend. As a best friend.
Friends protect people
Today was Sherlock's funeral. John had protested about going. He didn't want to keep reliving the memory of Sherlock falling. He didn't want to have Sherlock's death suicide made final. Once that casket was in the ground, there would be no hope left to hang onto. Once that casket was i
i just really don't care about climate changei am fourteen.i just really don't care about climate change2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i am fourteen years old and they tell me
to take on the world, to hold the globe
like a precious creature in my palms
and to balance the continents
between my fingers.
i don't want to suck the toxins from
the atmosphere and pollute young
lungs, the exposition of explicit
curriculum drives me crazy.
it may be compulsory but having
it drummed into your ears and weaved
into your innards is not the way that
(i want to live).
i am fourteen years old,
and they tell us that kids are growing up way too fast
in a world that's self destructing by the second,
but ignorance is bliss - weren't they the ones
who taught us so?
(RussiaxReader) Shattered Sunflower Memories (FIN)DICLAIMER! I don't own you or Hetalia.(RussiaxReader) Shattered Sunflower Memories (FIN)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
WARNING! Two words. Epic. Fail.
"Where did that patient go?"
"Have you seen her?"
"No, but I'm sorry, but I think…"
I heard the nurses whisper frantically as I strolled through the hallways. My memories, the doctors said, were gone, and I couldn't even remember my sister. I feel bad for them, as well as ashamed to not have recognized them. Looking outside, I saw an endless land of white, and frowned. I felt like something was missing. Something bright, warm and nostalgic.
Stepping outside, I found a little girl in the snow several yards away from the hospital. Skipping in a lilt manner, I reached the girl. Her beautiful face reminded me of something…
"What are you doing here?"
"I… don't know…"
"What do you remember?"
"Can you tell me, sir?"
At that moment I remembered. My life, my love, my duty, my existence. Holding (name) close to my body, I said in a hushed voice.
"Shhh… I'll bring you hom
Secret BattleMisunderstood, she tries to get by.Secret Battle3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Smile plastered on her face,
Everything looks fine.
She laughs with her friends,
Nothing seems astray.
Little do they know,
She fights the same battle each day.
The monster inside threatens to take over,
Dragging her down with no promise of escape.
"I'm fine." She whispers,
As he laughs at her pain.
No one can save her from the bully inside,
Those words he whispers at night as she closes her eyes.
There's no getting better,
There's no breaking free.
He will win in the end,
It's destiny, you see.
She seeks comfort in loneliness,
On the outside she looks happy,
While inside she's weak.
The monster is winning,
He's breaking her down.
She cries out in pain
As she crumbles to the ground.
Sobs rack her chest,
There's no way to escape.
The monster smiles,
As the girl continues to break.
It's all an act,
A perfectly played out show.
Everyone fell for it,
No one would ever know.
Misunderstood, she tried to get by.
Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 4Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You had never really enjoyed walking around in the woods at night. Even though it was still rather bright out due to it only being late August, the silence broken only by your breathing made you tense. You had snapped out of that trance again after the two of you were a fair distance away from the rest of civilization. Blinking a few times cleared up part of your slightly blurred vision, but only when you looked around did it clear up enough to notice where you were. Out in the middle of nowhere. Lovely. There was no breeze, no rustling in the woods. That's when you realized.
You were alone. No sign of the man who introduced himself as… Ludwig. You turned in a quick circle, disturbing the silence with your feet shuffling the leaves and your breath becoming ragged and labored. Where is he!? Your mind became clouded with panic as you continued to dart your narrowed line of sight all around you. Did he just leave me here? Is he hiding from me? Is… is he going to kill me o
Punk!Prussia X Reader: Super Psycho Love (3)( a continuation of Prussia X Reader: Bad Boy & Prussia X Reader: Posion)Punk!Prussia X Reader: Super Psycho Love (3)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
“One, two, three, start”, your dance teacher instructed.
On her count you started your routine. Dance wasn’t you first choice as an extra
circular activity but that’s where the school had placed you. You could
follow instructions pretty well so learning steps weren’t all that hard. In a
weeks’ time you could have a whole dance packed down. And to your surprise,
Gilbert was here…
Why? Oh yeah, because his teacher placed him here since
he did nothing in his own class. Though he did look like he could dance…
The song that you were learning was for the song “Super Psycho Love”. It had an
easy and fierce beat that you and your current partner, Antonio had enjoyed. Your
teacher separated you into guy-girl pairs and quite frankly, you were happy you
had Antonio. However, you kept gazing over to the man with the crimson eyes.
Something lately drives m