Lying in That Sound, Tonight - 8/15Przestrzeń czasowa tej części: kwiecień 1941Lying in That Sound, Tonight - 8/153 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alfred zostawił Anglię rano, od razu po tym, jak udało mu się doprowadzić go do łóżka i znaleźć temblak dla jego złamanej ręki. Starszy kraj przez cały ten czas nic nie mówił i nawet nie podziękował Alfredowi za jego starania. Alfred tak naprawdę tego nie oczekiwał i nie winił Anglii za wstrzymywanie się od podziękowań Chociaż on też wolał się nie odzywać i utrzymywał chłodną ciszę, przy której starszy naród lepiej się czuł.
To milczenie przerwał jednak właśnie on, gdy zatapiał się w swoim łóżku.
- Czy twoi ludzie za tobą nie tęsknią?
- W domu? spytał Alfred z zaskoczeniem i podniósł wzrok na Anglię.
- W ambasadzie poprawił go tamten g
Ohne dich”Pójdę między jodły,Ohne dich2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tam, gdzie ją widziałem ostatni raz.
Wieczór zmrok już rzuca na ziemię,
I na drogi za obrzeżem lasu.
A las wydaje się taki czarny i pusty,
Biada mi, o biada i ptaki już nie śpiewają.”
Ivan szedł ścieżką jednego z licznych niemieckich lasów. Nie był on w prawdzie położony obok jakiegoś ważnego miejsca, dużego miasta, czy czegoś tym podobnego. Ale dla Rosjanina był niezwykle ważny. Za każdym razem, gdy w nim przebywał te cudowne chwile powracały we wspomnieniach. No, może nie były takie cudowne, bo miejsce miały w dość nieprzyjaznym dla nich obu okresie II wojny światowej. Ale to tutaj, pierwszy raz od bardzo długiego czasu, go spotkał. To tutaj pierwszy raz wyznał mu miłość. To tutaj pierwszy raz się kochali. Ale od tego wyda
Poczatki koncaRoderich usiadł przy stole. Wyciągnął z szuflady czystą kartkę, ołówek i linijkę. W tradycyjny sposób pokrył pustą przestrzeń pięcioliniami. Zadowolony ze swojej pracy, postanowił narysować nuty. Usiadł na krześle z oparciem i przysunął się do fortepianu. Rozruszał palce i zagrał początek jednego z mazurków Chopina. Następnie spróbował skomponować nowy utwór, lecz nie czuł się na siłach i przede wszystkim nie miał pomysłu. Zamknął instrument, wstał i podszedł do okna. Przez chwilę upajał się widokiem zielonej trawy, błękitnego nieba, rozłożystych gałęzi drzew i wspaniałym oraz delikatnym śpiewem ptaków. Oparł swoją głowę o dłoń i wsłuchał się szum drzew. Nagle coś niewielkiego, czyli kamień, puknęło gPoczatki konca2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dark!Russia X Reader X Hetalia ~ Russian RouletteYou are invited to Ivan's birthday. So you dress you in a beautiful dress and drive to his house. A few countries are invited too and you are a bit nervous.Dark!Russia X Reader X Hetalia ~ Russian Roulette2 years ago in Horror More Like This
So you knock on his door and immediately he opens the door and smirks: "Hi [Name]", he says and you hug him and reply: "Happy Birthday, Ivan". You give him his birthday present, that you make only for him.
You go inside the house, it is really big. You talk with Ludwig and Feliciano for a while until Ivan says something in the microphone: "I'm really happy that you all come to my party, da~ So now we should play something...follow me"
So Ivan goes up to the second floor and you follow him with Ludwig, Feliciano, Romano, Gilbert, Kiku, Francis, Alfred, Wang and Arthur. You have a bad feeling and then you notice that someone hit your butt. "Honononon~", you hear Francis and you scream at him: "Shut up"
Ivan goes into a room and after you go in with the countries, Ivan locks the door. You see a huge table and everyone sit down. Beside
Won't Desert You: Punk!England X ReaderWon't Desert You: Punk!England X Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
'How did I get here?' you thought. You were at your ex boyfriend, Arthur's, concert. You had broken up with him around three months ago and started becoming, should I say, friends with benefits with his friend Alfred. Alfred treated you slightly different from how Arthur had treated you. Sure Arthur was a punk rocker, but he was also a gentleman and treated you with care like a delicate doll. When on the other hand, Alfred treated you like a best friend rather than a love interest. You were still friends with Arthur, even if it was awkward at times if he was around and Alfred had happened to kiss you on the cheek. Lately though, he was acting differently around you at school. You found it strange and tried to avoid him for a while, but, being his friend meant coming to his concerts to support him.
The Britt walked out on stage with his band. He was wearing a pair of red ripped skinny jeans, a graphic-t with the British flag on it, multiple chains and his favorite blue conver
The 2nd American Revolution (America x Reader)The 2nd American Revolution (America x Reader)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The Second American Revolution
You drove down the busy road, trying to get home before all the traffic hit the bridge, oblivious that in mere seconds, an event would happen that would
forever change your world. When that hit, around five in the afternoon, everything would be in a standstill for at least an hour.
Thankfully, you got across the bridge just before then, and not a second after crossing into the residential district, an earth-shattering explosion
erupted behind you.
Looking in the rear-view mirror, you saw the bridge exploding into pieces, those pieces falling into the river. Above you, in the air, a small aircraft
dropped pieces of paper down. Planes like that hadn't been used by the Empire in nearly thirty years.
Getting out of your vehicle, like so many other people in front of you were, you caught one of the papers, looking back up at the low-flying plane, you
were able to hear a voice, laughing and shouting, "America was designed to be by the people an
Prince of Russia: Part 1Ohohoho--Prince of Russia: Part 14 years ago in Drama More Like This
So, shall we start?
Ivan looked down the lavish hallway, a cheerful smile playing on his lips. He let a chuckle escape him, enjoying the lovely day, a cold day that swept the arctic wind into Ivan's ash brown hair and through his long pink scarf.
There was once upon a time in another place
An evil kingdom who no person dared to face
And the ruler was a girl so mean
A tiny little princess of only age fourteen!
A scream escaped from the courtyard below, and Ivan's smile widened. He skipped over to the window and daintily peered over the ledge, and snow softly fell on his head. Another rebel, Ivan thought cheerfully. He ran his hands over the cold stone wall, leaning further over the ledge. Was it a man? Or a woman? Ivan didn't know, and the scream didn't give anything away. Men and woman scream so high, Russia thought, a smile remaining on his face. Today was a good day.
So many furnitures littered her abod
Beilschmidt FamilyxReader InsomniaBeilschmidt FamilyxReader Insomnia2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Stupid chores. I HATE chores. Every day its "chores this" und "chores that" from Vatti. Speaking of whom, Vatti is out picking up "things" from the village und he won't tell the AWESOME me or mein kleine bruder, Ludwig what they are. He's been gone all day, so he must be picking up something really important. I wish he would hurry up because the awesome me, Gilbert Beilschmidt, really wants to know what it is.
*time skip to chores finished*
That jerk Roderich, telling me the Krampus is going to come get me. All I did was pull down his un-awesome pants und he yelled at me und threatened to tell the Krampus where I live. But is the awesome me scared? Nein. I didn't wrap meinself up in 3 blankets to keep the Krampus away from me, I was just really cold. Even if the Krampus does come, I can protect meinself. Me und mein awesome crop are unbeatable.
Ok, I'm really scared. I don't want the Krampus to take me away. I haven't been that bad have I? Sure I blame a lot of things
Stormy Night: Prussia X HREStormy Night: Prussia X HRE3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Little child, be not afraid
though rain pounds harshly against the glass
like an unwanted stranger, there is no danger
I am here tonight
The little boy laid under his blankets as another flash of lightning went past his window. His small whimpers rang through the large bedroom. Holy Rome peeked out from his sheets to look out the window. A flash of lightning and a deep roll of thunder made the house shake slightly. The young boy hid his head under his pillows and sobbed, covering his ears.
Little child, be not afraid
though thunder explodes and lightning flash
illuminates your tear-stained face
I am here tonight
The bedroom door opened and then closed quietly. Holy Rome felt a weight at the edge of his bed and he looked up from where his face was hidden.
"Why are you here?" he asked coldly.
"Ze awesome me heard you crying und got kind of worried." The figure at the edge of the bed said quietly.
"I wasn't cryi-"more lightning crashed. Holy Rome jumped into his older brother's arms, tear
Lithuania x Reader- A Thousand YearsLithuania x Reader- A Thousand Years2 years ago in Settings More Like This
You were at a vacation home that your parents bought for some reason. Your parents said "It will be fun! You need to get out than stay inside." though you just sighed. You stay in the lawn chair playing you nintendo. Your mom come behind you and stanch it. "HEY!" you yelled turning to your mom "What the heck!" you hissed. Your mom looked down at you "__________. You need to get out of your video game world and explore the real world!" you gave her a blunt look. You then rolled your eyes and got up. The reason you never explored the world anymore was when your friend went away. His name was Toris the most fun guy you met. He was taken away from you by a russian man. You can still remember the day.
You were walking with him talking about the things you guy talked about everyday. When you came to his house there was a man standing there. He was wearing a heavy over coat and had gray hair and purple eyes. Toris gulped like he was about to be put on death
PrussiaXReader Roommates part 3PrussiaXReader Roommates part 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Roommates? Part 3
Attempt #1: Amusement Park
(Name) was so confused. She was sitting in Gilbert's car, blindfolded, and on the way
somewhere. Gilbert had chosen the outfit she was wearing: tennis shoes, blue jeans shorts, and
white tank top with a (fave color mix) plaid button up blouse that was unbuttoned and left
hanging. (outfit is something like this:
D. Gray-Man Reader-Adventure Ch 11Chapter 11D. Gray-Man Reader-Adventure Ch 112 years ago in Profiles More Like This
“And that's the last one I need. You do know you didn't have to hold your breath the whole time right?” Johnny said as you took a big breath. Both of you were in the back for at least half a hour having him take measurements of your body. Linalee had stayed till she felt t was okay to leave you, deeming she was starved and that she would find you later. “So any idea of a style you want?”
“Your outfit.” He cleared.
“Surprise me.” Was all you could say. You never really had a particular theme of outfits other than simple shirts and pants. Maybe even a dress or skirt here or there but otherwise your looks never really mattered in terms with what to wear. As long as you could leave sooner then you were fine, standing still so long had made you incredibly antsy and hungry. “Anything else?”
Johnny shook his head in the familiar no fas
D. Gray-Man Reader-Adventure Ch 12Chapter 12D. Gray-Man Reader-Adventure Ch 122 years ago in Profiles More Like This
You turned your head very slowly and immediately fell backwards with a small yelp of surprise as you came face to face with a man who had kneeled down to your level. Whack! Your head smacked the door behind you. Luckily no one inside noticed. Rubbing the impacted area, you took in the man’s features.
With the brownish gray fluff of hair he resembled an elder to you, along with his slightly unkempt beard and comb mustache. The clothes he dawned were worn and rag like making you think maybe he was a finder but taking in the art supplies on his back might define him as a traveling artist that may just be here to speak with Komui. Maybe even a friend of his to say hey. Brown eyes flashed behind large glasses with worry, you guessed because of your now sore head. “Sorry didn't mean to startle you.”
“It’s fine…” You murmured as you accepted a hand in getting up, avoiding contact due to embarrassment
Periphery II, by Periphery.Periphery II, by Periphery.3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
I am very excited today to be bringing this review to you all. It's been over two years since the last Periphery album, but before I dive into this monster, lets learn a little something about the band.
Periphery is a progressive metal band hailing from Maryland, USA. The band is mainly focused around the song ideas that sole member Misha 'Bulb' Mansoor writes and releases bit-by-bit beforehand, and then ultimately appearing later as a fully fleshed out track in actual Periphery full lengths or EP's. The band is one of the pioneering bands that coined the term 'djent' which is a tone that bands before Periphery used such as Meshuggah, and Sikth. This term is used for bands with very low end guitars, preferably 7 and 8-string guitars that incorporate these growling riffs and infectious grooves that will get some part of your body moving. Periphery take this sound, and add their own spin on it with some decent songwriting, incredible musicianship, as well as tone of other tric
-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 17]-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 17]1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Goodbye, my love.
A silence so sickening was just too much for any unwanted hearing. A deafening stillness that made ears bleed from inner screams was almost just as loud as the machine telling the world that another had passed on. It couldn’t be her. It just couldn’t. There was no way. In the denying furry of his mind, Makoto kissed those draining lips of color once more but so heavy he broke through to her teeth and pushed as much life as he could so she would breathe once more. She had to come back. She wouldn’t leave him like this. He squeezed her body to him remembering those soft words of how much closer she wanted him but the more he tightened that grip the looser it got. He didn’t want it to be her. That beatless heart couldn’t be hers, but as her head rolled backwards from the ending hope that was leaving his finger tips revealing her pale white throat flattened without air and no nerves to keep it up right, he dropped her from his arms hea
Wojna uczuc (GerIta)Niemcy od lat toczył wojny, niektóre kończyły się zwycięsko inne mniej. Jednakże wojnę, którą wypowiedział, o zgrozo! Włochy była najcięższa jaką dane mu było stoczyć.Wojna uczuc (GerIta)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Dzisiaj zaczęło się o dziewiątej rano. Włochy w radosnych pół-skokach dotarł do łazienki. Wyskoczył z niej jak oparzony znajdując schronienie za Niemcami.
-Niemcy ratuj! W łazience jest potwór!- piszczy cicho wtulając się w plecy Ludwiga. Weszli razem do łazienki by spojrzeć cóż to za „potwór”.
Faktycznie, w wannie siedziało stworzenie o ośmiu długich, czarnych i kosmatych nogach, czarnym odwłoku i jedynie dwóch widocznych oczu.
Może i byłoby to straszne, gdyby nie fakt, że „potwór” był malutkim pajączkiem. Delikatnie wyniósł zwi
The Hawkfrost dating show"HHHEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOO CLANS!" Echoed from the big-screen HDTV's surround sound.The Hawkfrost dating show2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"What?" Tallstar asked, putting a paw to his ear. "I can't hear him!"
"Cause you're going deaf, you old coot." Lionheart rolled his eyes.
"I heard that."
"Oh so you made a magical recovery? Wow, we must really be in StarClan after all!"
"Just shut up and turn the volume up, Lionheart." Whitestorm rolled his eyes. "Is that Brambleclaw?"
"Yes, it is. And he's wearing - a kittypet tie?" That was Oakheart, who was gaping at the screen. "A black kittypet tie?"
"He must be going for the Kitty Bond look." Redtail remarked, munching on his popcorn. Yes, they have popcorn in StarClan. Bet you didn't know that, did you?
They also have couches and TVs, too. Take that.
"Welcome to The Hawkfrost Dating Show, in which we will torture random cats randomly. I am your host, Brambleclaw - "
There was a deafening screech of "WE LOVE YOU BRAMBLEY!"
Brambleclaw just stared at the small group of she-cats gathered. "Do n
-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 7]-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 7]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I wonder if this is some formality to psyche yourself out and then cause your heart to race a thousand beats per second to become this stupid pit of mush that you just can’t seem to control. Like why? I never understood that, but yet here I am, sitting on a stupid park bench sweating beyond compare with a stomach that can seem to control its nerves. I also can’t seem to control my breathing. I'm heaving with an uncontrollable fever that can’t even remember what it was like to be normal. Or my brain even trying to remember how to make a damned decision about anything. What am I going to wear? What god forsaken train do I get on? Should I eat or not eat? Do I bring this or that? Which tooth paste do I use? Why does this have to be some damn stupid game that no one can ever figure out with any mind set? It makes me so agitated. However, here I am. In dusty old overall shorts and a baggy white shirt because the tooth paste I chose spilled all over the PERFECT dark pink
The revenge of merill (Cornelia's story) part 1Hi. My name is Cornelia Hale. Yeah, you also know who i am. But anyways, the story you want to hear is not just my story, but is also a story for a friend that i used to tease. Her name is Merill. Yeah, weird name in my opinion. Anyways, it all started when we were younger. The first time we met is when she was skinny, right? I was really getting along with her. But by the time she got bigger and bigger in terms of weight, that's where i found her laughably fat. And started to tease her for her weight. Yeah, yeah, i know it sounds sensitive to her but i was a kid doing it. Just hear me out.The revenge of merill (Cornelia's story) part 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Hey, Merill! How does it feel to be this fat?" I said.
"What are you talking about?" She said.
"Well, i'm talking about you!" Lardo!" You know what else?" You look pathetic!"
The last negative word i said about her and then she and i stopped hanging with each other anymore. Nowadays, i hang out more with Will, Hay-Lin,
Tara, and Irmy. And yes i know what your'e thinking, what happened to Meri
[THE WITCH'S HOUSE] Because We're Friends Prologue[THE WITCH'S HOUSE] Because We're Friends Prologue2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Because Were Friends ~Prologue
S-Stay away, monster! The manViolas father, pointed the hunting rifle at the slumped, bleeding body in front of us. She was a girl with a ruined dress, her long, purple hair was streaked with blood, her eyelids were slack where her eyes should have been, the hallow of it was dripping out with blood; the girls legs have been chopped off and when she crawled; blood, gut and ichors were being trailed just behind her.
Fh....fha...aa...th... she tried to talkbut it was useless. Her throat was burnt by the medicine I had given her. Dh... she tried againeach sound coming out of her mouth caused pain. Dha.....agh....d...dhy... Oh, what was that? You want your daddy?
Hes my father now.
Stay away! He yelled again, took a step toward her, readied the rifle and
He shot her, he had shot my old, dying bodyonly difference is; my soul isnt in it.
Oda do PapieruPusta kartka.Oda do Papieru4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Patrzysz na tę kartkę, która leży na Twoim biurku. Zwykły kawałek papieru. Prawdopodobnie z specjalnego bloku rysunkowego dla artysty, lub z brystolu.
A może po prostu to papier używany do kserowania?
Nie ma koloru czystej bieli. Nie pada na Ciebie blask świeżego śniegu czy ekranu komputera z białym tłem.
Widzisz po prostu papier. Pełen nierówności, lekko żółty. Choć może to od żarówki.
Ale jeśli weźmiesz na dwór, w piękny słoneczny dzień, oślepia Cię nieskazitelnością. Nie masz nawet siły zerknąć na ten boski materiał. Lecz jeśli trafisz na pochmurne, smutne niebo, pochłonie Cię ponura szarość papieru. Gdy powędrujesz na łąkę, czy do lasu, zapewne wyda Ci się, że kartka śmieje się zielenią. A jeśli postanowisz naszk
-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 8]-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 8]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is not a date. This. Is. Not. A. Date. THIS IS NOT A DATE. No matter what the definition of a date actually was, this was not a date. As Hana and Gou were trailing behind their so called interpreted ‘date’, [Name] was almost beating herself over the possibility of it being. But yet, every time she decide to look into his eyes while he smiled or pointed to things of interest that changed, her heart fluttered and whatever [Name] was trying to make herself believe failed miserably along with her deceiving soul. There was a point and break of how much a girl could react to such things, and it was pretty obvious that she was indeed on the ledge of such. They walked with a space that was warming and no one could interrupt. No one could enter. No one could pull apart. So close but yet so distant, was the feelings being admitted through their bodies as they shied away but then closed in when one felt the need to speak and gaze the look into the others eyes. This true re
Galaxy Garden, by Lone.Galaxy Garden, by Lone.3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Ahh, electronic music. The possibilities of sound through manipulation is endless, creating emotions and states of mind solely on how human perceives it. Lovely idea, isn't it?
Enter Matt Cutler, a Nottingham music producer better known as Lone, and Galaxy Garden is his 5th LP. Now, Lone plays a style of footwork/juke music that is somewhat tropical and upbeat, despite being slathered in trance vibes. His music can be dropped into the 90's decade with his style of melody and tempo, with so much colorful work and amazing and shiny production, you'd think you were listening to a rainbow emanating from the reflection of a mirror. Bad comparison, but the music is such a great listen if you're a fan of footwork music.
The album shines heaviest when Cutler actually features other musicians on his music, namely Machinedrum, another outstanding footwork/juke producer, such as the track 'As a Child'. The synths are so dreamy with the mix of looped soothing guitar melodies and scrambling drum be
For the Love of Stella [Audio Edition]For the Love of Stella [Audio Edition]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
FOR THE LOVE OF STELLA: The Audio Edition
Click here to visit the blog and download the file
~ Adapted from a fan-fiction by Faith Kelter, based upon characters appearing in the Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji series by Yana Toboso.
~ RATING: T (language, some mild content)
~ RUN TIME: 1hr, 44mins
READ the story
Chapter 1 on dA
ARTWORK by Simply-Psycho
(In order of appearance)
GRELL SUTCLIFF ... Curt Rose
STELLA ... Samantha Ylagan & "Miles Sebastian"
RONALD KNOX ... Vick Valentine
ALAN HUMPHRIES ... Sukisho
ERIC SLINGBY ... Jason Marnocha
QUENTIN HOWSHAM ... Steven C. Phillips
WILLIAM T. SPEARS ... Dylan Spencer
PIERCE ... Erik Copper
KAT ... Pam Larson
LUCI ... Rina Adachi