If Hetalia Met Alice in Wonderland......THIS WOULD BE THE CHARACTER LINE-UP!!If Hetalia Met Alice in Wonderland...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alice: North Italy (him in a dress just looks...right XD)
White Rabbit: Germany (freaking out about being late is so totally him...Christ, I'm turning into Poland here...O.O)
Alice's Unnamed Sister: South Italy
Drink labelled "Drink Me": France (you can imagine him drawling sexual innuendo at Alice while she tries to find a way through the tiny door XD)
March Hare (because the hare originates from England): England
Mad Hatter: America
Field Mouse In Teapot (who no one pays the slightest bit attention to): Canada
Cheshire Cat (the grinning enigma bastard): Prussia
Caterpillar (druggie): The Netherlands
Three Playing Cards ("We're painting the roses red! We're painting the roses red!"): The Baltic Trio
Queen of Hearts (psycho bitch): Belarus
King of Hearts (timid and terrified of his wife): Russia
Court Jury: ...Everybody else XP
I Didn't Know That Boy's BledIt's incredibly natural (and painful),I Didn't Know That Boy's Bled1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
for a girl past thirteen to have her cycle.
It separates us from the boys, and it makes us all girls,
makes us females, different from the males of the world.
Boys don’t bleed, be they gay, straight, or bi,
or whatever. That’s a girl’s given right.
So why on earth is their blood in his seat?
Dried remnants of crimson in his sheets?
I’m just a maid working for some snack money,
so I don’t know much of what doesn't concern me.
Though I follow with my eyes, his mother who stalks,
to his room at night without sparing an evening talk.
With blankets she leaves as quietly as she came,
though I swear I see a hint of auburn on her hands.
Sometimes I swear she brings her rambunctious friends.
Untrustworthy men, and even vile women.
I’m just a maid, so I’ll just keep my peace.
I’m just a maid, I’ll clean his blood from the sheets.
I think he’s become a corpse as of recent,
when he leave
Marks that BindMystery Skulls: Ghost (fanfic). Lewis x Arthur. Lewis x Arthur x Vivi.Marks that Bind10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Summary fic: Set after the music video. Arthur has been hiding a little secret under his armband that will change the group's relationship forever.
Arthur must have lost his wristband when they fell through the trapdoor. He didn’t even realize it was missing until Lewis’ magenta-haired skeleton was looming over him. The other man’s glowing eyes were filled with hatred and malice, emotions that Arthur had never seen on his friend’s normally cheery face.
The mechanic knew he deserved to die, but he couldn’t help throwing up his hands to ward off the specter. With his eyes screwed shut, and his heartbeat pounding loudly in his ears, Arthur didn’t see the ghost stop short, his pink gaze focused intently on the purple letters written elegantly across the blonde’s uncovered wrist.
The boy’s eyes popped open as a familiar body pulled
StrandedYou could only remember the yellow lights, two giant orbs migrating towards you at 60 mph. The impact was shattering, your body slamming against the vehicles windshield. Shards of glass lodged themselves in your skin and all you could see was red. You could hear the screams of horror and everything was warm and wet. The last thing you could make out before slipping into unconsiousness was the screech of speeding tires.Stranded3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Coming to your senses was probably the hardest thing you've ever done in your life: if you could remember it, that is. Your scraped palms pressed to the damp, cold concrete as you attempted to stand. You were seeing doubles, the entire road dark. You seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, miles and miles of grass stretching to as far as your eyes could see. The moon was your only light, only safe haven, and when the pain came rushing in you wished the car had killed you.
You can't remember when you started walking, but you had. Your sneakers had holes in them and you don
Pleasant Surprises (Prussia x Reader)Gil's chest rises and lowers beneath you, his arms are wrapped around you and holding you tight as if to protect you from the rest of the world. His head is lightly resting on yours, nestled among your hair. His warm breath reeks of the absent contents of the empty can lying discarded beside him. Gilbird is dozing in his beautiful snow-white hair. You wonder how it always remains so glossy.Pleasant Surprises (Prussia x Reader)4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's nice to just reside in each other's company once in a while.
Suddenly, he stirs. You look up at him curiously.
He sighs. One of Gilbird's eyes crack open to peer at you. It's like the two share a mental bond. Knowing Gil, they probably do. "Hey, ____..." His accent is so amazing, you could just kiss it.
"Yeah?" You ask uncertainly.
"Well, it's just " He hesitates.
"Yes?" You wait, silently willing him on.
He takes a moment before responding with "Do you ever wanna, you know " He stares at you pointedly.
You get what he's implying. "WHAT!? GI-"
He covers your mouth with a finger, insta
Counting Down The Days - Day 7 :Prussia:A Reader-InsertCounting Down The Days - Day 7 :Prussia:4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"[Name], are you ready to go out the Aweso-...what're you wearing?"
"Clothes." You replies nonchalantly, as you opened the door.
"I thought we were going to clubs, [Name]"
" So why're you dressed in a Santa costume?"
"What Santa costume?"
"The one that you're wearing."
"I'm not wearing any Santa costume."
"So, what are you wearing?"
You paused, as you turned towards him. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and it looked like he was somehow trying to assess your motives, in some way.
"...clothes." You replied, after a brief pause.
"No, that's a Santa suit."
"So, they're not clothes?"
"No, I mean, they are, bu-"
"So, you were saying that I wasn't actually dressed?"
Gilbert shook his head. "N-No...[Name], I think you're getting this all wrong. You are dressed, but, I don't quite think that a Santa suit's the best way to go."
"But I'm not wearing a Santa suit!" You exclaimed, rolling your eyes.
Gilbert blinked once, then twice. Were you seriously de
Child at HeartThe moment the child saw him, he began to scream. The specter’s magenta eyes focused on the young blonde, before darting up to meet Vivi’s. The girl sighed and pulled the little boy into her arms, gently patting his back.Child at Heart10 months ago in Romance More Like This
“I want… I want…” the child sobbed, tears dripping down his cheeks. Burying his face into Vivi’s shoulder, the boy began to plead, “I want Lewis! Where’s Lewis!”
The bluenette gave her ghostly boyfriend a hard glare, even as she rubbed circles on Arthur’s trembling back. “It’s okay, sweetie. Lewis is coming.”
With a sigh, the specter drifted into the other room, and allowed his human form to flow over his dead bones. Adjusting his purple tie, Lewis tried to push down the rage he normally had toward the other man. Arthur had killed him, but he was just a child right now. At least until Vivi figured out a counter-curse. No hurti
What is verbal abuse?What is verbal abuse?5 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Verbal abuse is a form of abuse that involves the use of words, rather than blows and punches. In a verbally abusive situation, words are used to attack, control, and inflict harm on another person. Verbally abusive behaviour goes far beyond mean behaviour; it involves inflicting psychological violence on another person, attacking the very nature of an individual's being and attempting to destroy his or her spirit. Verbal abuse can affect people of all ages and in all types of relationships. However, it is especially prevalent in marital relationships. Verbal abuse falls into many categories, including:
* Abusive anger: They would blow up at you.
* Criticizing: They make derogatory comments about your weight and figure.
* Name-calling: They called you a liar and a hypocrite.
* Threatening: They taunt you about their leaving and liking other women/men.
In Grandpa's EyesFrom the time that she could walk and talkIn Grandpa's Eyes2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
she could never quite get it right.
Her mommy would call her spiteful names
and then scream "Get out of my sight!"
Nothing she did was ever enough
no matter how hard she would try.
The pictures that she would draw for mom
never got more than the usual sigh.
But when she would go to grandpa's house
greyish skies would turn sunny blue.
In grandpa's eyes she could do no wrong;
his love for her was kind and true.
Her grandma had been ill for some time
making it hard for grandpa to cope.
But when she came with those dark brown eyes
her visits would fill them with hope.
By the time that she was twelve years old
her dear grandma had passed away.
Her mother had found a new lover;
they left her and went their own way.
Alone and afraid and feeling low;
suddenly, a knock at the door!
Grandpa was there to rescue his girl...
and he promised to be there for her evermore!
Aura: The RevolutionAura: The Revolution2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will never live up to any other expectations
I will only just reach the place in life that's destined
Never again will I be a victim of impossible outcomes
Never again will I allow my self-respect to be disgraced and overcome
I am a prisoner no more
Discrimination became the martyr
I had to put an end to this war
I will not be walked on like I had been before
The future of a fearless life is what I now strive for
The source of my resolve has been built into my core
I believe what's right / To live my life
I'll reach for the light / And shine so bright
There's no limit to the sky / This smile never felt so fine
I never thought it'd be mine / So I'll take it as a sign
Time heals all wounds
It may get dark but the sun will rise soon
Hearts will fall sick and spirits will feel blue
But after the storm our pride will become immune
PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part2You were all alone in the campus art studio, putting the finishing touches on one of your end-of-semester assignments. You'd been up since around six a.m. trying to get it done before you had to turn it in to your professor.PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part24 years ago in Romance More Like This
The late afternoon sunshine filtered in through the tall, arched windows, painting everything in an ethereal, golden hue. You had your painting perched on an easel in front of you, with various pots and tubes of paint littering your work bench.
Your tongue stuck out in concentration as you dabbed more paint onto the colourful canvas, you didn't even register the door behind you opening and closing softly, nor the footfalls that approached. You didn't even see the newcomer take one of your water bottles from the stool behind you and pop open the cap as they took a few more steps closer.
You were abruptly snapped out of your concentrated efforts by the sudden sensation of icy water being poured down the back of your shirt. Flinching and gasping in surprise, you almos
Dragon Ball Z: The Battle! Chapter One~Dragon Ball Z: The Battle! Chapter One~3 years ago in Settings More Like This
One day Bulma and Chi Chi were hanging out. They were having so much fun, they were shopping everything. Telling each other about their husbands and children. It was a wonderful day, but then they saw a sign about a tournament. They knew right then that their husbands would love to join it, and their was a ton of money they could win so why not join? It would be nice to earn that much money, but the only problem was...which one would win? It was hard to tell but they knew that the boys would give it their all and that's all they wanted from them. When they saw the sign their reactions were like...
Bulma: Oh hey look Chi Chi!
Chi Chi: Hmm? What is it Bulma?
Bulma: It's a tournament! :"D
Chi Chi: Yeah so?
Bulma: What do you mean yeah so!? Our husbands would love this!
Chi Chi: My Goku isn't gonna go into this silly tournament just so he could fight! He could get hurt!
Bulma: Oh come on! Goku loves fighting the least you could do is let him.
Chi Chi: No way. Sorry,
-you helpless little broken-winged bird,-7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you scribble so furiously with your unbroken claws about your "freedom",
with profanity and cursing and meaningless insults every other syllable.
don't you know that you've encaged yourself in hate?
Kitchen BluesSunday was chicken and collards with rice.Kitchen Blues3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Yesterday, fried ham and bacon served twice.
But today, no Lord, it's in your hands—
ain't nothin’ shaken on this plate, just the baby grand.
I get tipsy when bread dough’s risin’, like my love.
Good God, I can’t help myself, like my love.
Straight from the stove,
butter meltin’ on slabs o’ warm bread.
I say, I get tipsy when the yeast goes to my head.
Sweet Jesus, I can’t hear you,
you know what I’m talkin’ about.
Soon as the weather breaks tonight,
she's goin’ out, she won’t be stayin’ in.
She’ll smell BBQ from the chicken shack
near the red lights 'cross town.
But this sinner don’t care what she wears
or doesn't cook, and I'll beg
as the darkness swallows her from my sight.