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 konca3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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
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
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
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 Roulette3 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
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
Beilschmidt FamilyxReader InsomniaBeilschmidt FamilyxReader Insomnia3 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
-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 17]-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 17]2 years 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
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
-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
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
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:
-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
Care?People starved.Care?10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People screaming, people dying.
People singing, people lying.
It's not enough.
But life, it's tough.
The world's in shambles.
But we're not bothered.
The world's disaster,
Not our problem.
We see our faults,
Acknowledge our demons.
And still we do nothing,
Politics and religion
Hypocrites and Conformists,
We all are.
Denial is a screen
We hide behind it everyday
But the screen is glass
It's clear, with cracks.
We really do
We just don't try,
My obnoxious friends-America x Obnoxious!Reader 1My obnoxious friends-America x Obnoxious!Reader 13 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Packing like a boss, packing like a boss! Pack, pack, packing like a MOTHA-FREAKING BOSS!" You sang excitedly, jamming your stuff quickly inside of the Black Butler messenger bag without even caring if it wasn't organized. Today you, Alfred, and Arthur, were going to England together because it was your Emerald-eyed friend's birthday. Surprisingly, Arthur actually agreed to your idea of having a birthday party there, replying so sweetly, 'Yes! I-I mean, I have nothing better to do...It's not like I enjoy being around you idiots! ...Well, t-thanks...not that I care, or anything...' ...such a sweetheart.
Since you were only staying there for his birthday, which was two days from now, you decided to only pack a few T-shirts, jeans, and your favorite Gumi-Matryoshka hoodie. But, you had a small problem when it came to finishing your packing. Everything didn't quite fit, making it extremely difficult zipping. Glaring daggers, you let out an annoyed grunt as you yank the zipper upward in ho
Paganism for the Politcally CorrectSomething sinister is brewing under the waters of the Pagan community.Paganism for the Politcally Correct3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
It is an adversary most powerful--an enemy which spreads falsity like disease, sugar-coats like a first grade Sunday school and worst of all, is burning through modern paganism like a wild-fire.
This enemy, of course, is political correctness.
However, this isn't just any political correctness. It isn't merely a means of being polite, or making an effort to not offend--this is a force gone to far.
This political correctness is actively changing what it means to be a Pagan of any sort--it is morphing once beautiful and meaningful religions from worldviews addressing the mysteries of nature into something pretty, plastic and downright silly.
A while ago, I was tossed out of a group on Facebook for teenage Pagans.
The group purported to accept all different paths, but after a brief discussion with the other members I quickly found out that their 'acceptance' was shallow and ultimately false. Acceptance, for them, was m
100 themes list1. broken100 themes list5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
SweetDevil!AmericaxMale!Reader: A Devil's Love.SweetDevil!AmericaxMale!Reader: A Devil's Love.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
For the past six months you couldn't shake the feeling that someone was following you. Though, every time you turned around no one was there. You didn't think there was anything special about you; you were just an ordinary guy who lived an ordinary life. The thought was always on your mind that it was hindering your work.
You sighed heavily, rubbing your temples. Why did it have to bother you so much? You were getting frustrated with yourself. "Damnit."
"Hey, (Name), are you feeling alright?" your co-worker asked.
"Yeah I'm fine. Why do you ask?"
"You just seem so out of it lately. I thought something was bothering you."
You shook your head. "Nothing I can't handle."
"You sure? I mean, you can't seem to take orders without standing there for several minutes. You keep it up and you're going to get fired." She replied.
You shrugged your shoulders. What else could you say? You thought you were being stalked and look like a complete and utter sissy who couldn't protect himself? You didn't
Wycieczka w gory IParingi: Austria x Szwajcaria, w następnych częściach Anglia x Francja, Hiszpania x Romano, Rumunia x BułgariaWycieczka w gory I2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Vash wstał i pościelił swoje łóżko. Przyjrzał się starej, podziurawionej w niektórych miejscach pościeli i głośno westchnął. Zdecydował jednak, że nie zakupi nowej. Musiał oszczędzać, aby wyżywić siebie i swoją siostrę. Nastały ciężkie czasy i nie można było myśleć o niepotrzebnych przedmiotach, które wszyscy reklamowali. Vashowi wystarczył stary telewizor, zajmujący sporo miejsca na wyglądającej na średniowieczną, szafie. Odbierał on tylko kilka kanałów, a obraz nie był w kolorze. Żaden z niewielu gości Szwajcara nigdy go nie widział. Nie, to nie tak, że się go wstydził, po prostu wiedział, że w oczach innyc
An animated film version of TwilightWhat would happen if Twilight was made into an animated film?An animated film version of Twilight3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Here are the characters and what they could be voiced by.
I don't own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does or Summit does.
Here is my choices of voice actors.
Bella Swan voiced by Mae Whitman
Edward Cullen voiced by (I don't know who would fit Edward's voice
Jacob Black voiced by Jason Marsden
Alice Cullen voiced by Grey Delisle
Carlisle Cullen voiced by Michael Rosenbaum
Esme Cullen voiced by Susan Eisenberg
Emmett Cullen voiced by (Don't know)
Rosalie Hale voiced by Jessie Flower
Jasper Hale voiced by (Again, don't really know)
What do you think of the voices of the characters. Send a comment below. Would you see an animated Twilight film if they make one? Again, send a comment below.
P.S. Can you come up some fitting voices for some of these characters?
It Was Only A Kiss.It Was Only A Kiss.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
She opened her eyes to a room that still looked unfamiliar, she forced herself up, getting her foot out of the blanket and sitting to the edge of the bed. She looked down at her feet and pressed her fingers tightly onto the mattress. She looked up to see the door opening very slowly with a man; light silver hair and deep red eyes peeking his head out.
'Hey, Lili.' He said quietly. He stepped into the room, half closing the door behind him and leaning against the wall with one of his arms around his stomach underneath his t-shirt, the other reached out and palm out to hide his mouth as he yawned. She simply waved. 'Just here to tell you breakfast is ready.'
'When is big brother going to come back?'
He shruged. 'I'm not sure, Lili. All I know is that it won't be very soon, your brother's at war, it takes time,' he approached her; proposing his hand. 'In the meantime, your brother wants me to take care of you, alright?' She nodded and slipped her hand in his. He pulled her up to
Let's Be Penguins! AmericaxReaderLet's Be Penguins! AmericaxReader3 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was that "wonderful" time of the year again. The time for the holidays. Which to your best friend, Alfred, meant Christmas. Each year he would have a huge Christmas party and trick some poor sap to pay for it. Each one was bigger then the last. And this was Senior year, so it was going to be huge.
"Hey, [Y/N], what color should the cake be this year?!" Alfred practically shouted at you when you were literally sitting down right next to him in this place where you're supposed to be as silent as possible. The library. Never would you take him here to "study" again when all he did was plan for his Christmas party.
"Something neon...as usual..." You mumbled your answer while chewing on your pencil's eraser. Now let's see this problem you were working out now. 3 divided by the square root of 54 subtracted by 10 and added by x. What is x? You tried not to flip the table. "Why do I have to solve where Algebra's exes are?!" You shouted. Alfred laughed.
"Still fuming over it?" You knee exact