First some wind.. (Song of Storms!!)First some windFirst some wind.. (Song of Storms!!)3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Then some rain
All becomes a hurricane
twisters sweep the land
waves crash on the sand
gray begins to fill the sky
lets all play the song of storms.
through the land,
just reach out and take my hand.
Soon the storm will pass.
We'll be free at last.
Look a light,
see it through the darkness night,
the Hero of Time has come...
Soul awake every single night,
With their thirst for blood they ride the night,
Don't rush Don't run everything's alright ,
Because the hero of time has just arrived. With the instrument of time that he holds,
every villain will burn from to and fro,
This is what the gods gave to us,
the hero of time burns any curse.
Now remember Young one for this is true,
That the hero lays resting in you.
The cry of the graves call,
For the curse of darkness still Goes on.
As the song of storm plays every raining day,
the hero of time comes this way.
And every curse will be destroyed
for each step h
Adult!PrussiaXOC!Child!Reader pt6[Brithday party]A few months later:Adult!PrussiaXOC!Child!Reader pt6[Brithday party]3 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was only a little over a week until your birthday, the day you woke up in to forest and met Ludwig and Gilbert. Everyone had pretty much let the incident at the world meeting be forgotten. Well, everyone but you and Gilbert. The two of you had decided that this would be the perfect time to get back at them. It had been long enough and no one would be expecting it. The two of you would plot and plan while Ludwig was busy with work, then when he was home, you would sit down and plan the party together. Ludwig had no idea what you two were planning, he had actually forgotten about the fact that you and Gilbert had plotted to get back at all of them.
"So, ______, who do you want to invite?" Ludwig asked.
"Everyone!" You smiled.
"Who's everyone?" he asked.
"All the countries! I want all the countries here to celebrate my birthday."
"So, America, Japan, Italy, England, France, Sealand and Seyc
Male!BelarusXReader: It kills me inside [Finale 1]Male!BelarusXReader: It kills me inside [Finale 1]3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Finale 1: Goodbye Forever
When suddenly I hear someone yelling my name. I looked behind and I saw Nadya with Vladimir.
"____! I can't believe you're really going to leave!" Nadya yelled as she started to cry. No one looked at us, everyone was busy.
"Nadya. . . " I said as I looked at her. "Please don't cry."
"But you're going to leave! I need to cry! I mean, what will I do now? Who will protect me? Who will be my best friend?"
I looked to the side a little. I do feel guilty but. . . I need to leave.
"I'm sorry, Nadya. I need to leave."
"It's because of me, right?" Vlad said seriously as he started into my eyes.
"It is." I said. "I can't live like this anymore. I need a change."
"But are you crazy enough to do this!?"
"I said I was going to disappear, to make things easier to you. I will do that. I'll leave and you'll finally get rid of me."
"But you know I love you!"
"Again. You really like to lie. I know you don't. You never did. You don't even consider me your friend anymore."
A Note on DrowningI am writing this letter for myself. If you have found this letter, please give it to me. If you find that I lack the will to read, if my mind is gone, if my hands are bloodied, tell me at least, that the song is near its end. If I am dead [indistinguishable]A Note on Drowning3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
[Written in the margin: IF I AM DEAD THROW ME TO THE SEA]
In laying out the bones of my terrors, a solution may be found.
I’ll start before the beginning, when Mother took me for walks on the beach and told stories. Together we missed my father, who sailed the sea. These are my earliest memories, but I remember things had always been this way. We walked together, and I counted my many steps and Mother’s few. When I stretched my legs, I could make it so my path went over only her footprints.
The sand was soft where she had stepped. Elsewhere was gritty, and unclean.
I was young for all of Mother’s stories. Here I will write the relevant one as best I remember.
“A sailor was on a ship. This ship was far of
Male!Teacher!ReaderxFem!Student!Canada Chapter 2MADDIE'S POVMale!Teacher!ReaderxFem!Student!Canada Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mr._______ waited patiently for Maddie to get her lunch bag from her locker. Once she was set, the two walked wordlessly, side-by-side, back to the history classroom. Once there, Mr._______ took a second to unlock the door before opening it, holding it open for Maddie, and then walking in himself.
"Give me a second" he said. "I'll pull the spare rolling chair out of the closet and we can eat together at my desk."
He rolled the black chair out and placed it in front of his desk, opposite of the side he would sit at. The young teacher cleared his desk a bit to make room for Maddie, then the two sat down and began to pick through their lunches.
"Maddie" Mr._______ began "I wanted to you eat in here because I wanted to talk to you about what happened a few minutes ago."
Maddie lowered her head "I'd rather not talk about it." She said meekly.
"I know it can be difficult to talk about these things, but I'm trying to help you. But I ca
P.2 Ch 2 Love Me ~ Demon!EnglandXReader[Name] woke in the arm of Arthur, her captor and Arch demon of Pride. She'd slowly accepted him sleeping in her bed, being she's often wake up from the pain she felt. He just started to sleep in her bed, never really asking permission. She'd gotten use to the extra warmth that he brought, and a strange feeling of comfort.P.2 Ch 2 Love Me ~ Demon!EnglandXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Lately the pain has become less and less, Arthur told her that it was just her body getting use to his blood. She didn't like the idea of his blood in her, but she couldn't do anything about it, and she really didn't feel like killing herself again. It wasn't a very pleasant experience for either of them.
Arthur had been different lately, he couldn't be trying to touch her or get her to have sex with him or anything that he'd tried before. He was concerned for her, though, she could tell. But, the demon was being as sweet as a demon could be. He brought her breakfast, not Drake. He'd get her something to drink, read to her, she felt pampered by all of his attention.
Guardian Who (Not So Alone: Part 3)Guardian Who (Not So Alone: Part 3)2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Not So Alone: Part 3
Jack blinked a couple of times, his brow furrowed. He kept his staff aimed right at the man’s chest.
“‘The Doctor?’” he repeated warily.
“That’s me. Hello!” the man said, waving his hand in greeting. His toothy smile hadn’t faded in the least.
The man turned his gaze skyward, raising his eyebrows and turning the corners of his thin lips down into a half-pout, saying to nobody but himself, “Oh, not too often I get that one. It’s usually ‘Doctor who?’” He redirected his attention to Jack. “No, no. That’s it. Just ‘The Doctor.’”
Jack raised an eyebrow. Was this guy serious?
Him, with his headful of brown hair fluffed up in the middle and mildly spiked, falling slightly into his forehead, reminding Jack of some sort of cockatoo. And those sideburns! Him, with the thick eyebrows, thin upper lip, slightly pudgie
The Bracelet - Wicked fanfic"Come in."The Bracelet - Wicked fanfic10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fiyero opened the door at the sound of Elphaba's voice. He had never actually set foot inside the dorm room before – when he came to pick Galinda up for a date, she'd usually hurry to the door to meet him. He couldn't help smiling to himself. What secrets would he learn about her? Was she messy? Did she have embarrassing pictures on her walls?
There was nothing messy at all about the room, however. Galinda's side was neat, her extensive wardrobe lined up neatly in her closet, her shoes perfectly straight, and her pink, frilly bed made. Elphaba's side appeared even neater, but that was only because there wasn't much there – besides the book-lined shelves, she only had a few simple dresses.
Elphaba was sitting on her bed, absorbed in a book. She looked especially green in the lamp from her bedside table, and she didn't even honor him with a look to see who he was. "Galinda's not
Prussia x reader no more good girl chapter 21Prussia was paler than ever now, you gave him an uneasy glance as you wrapped your arms around his neck as her wrapped his arms around your waist as you two started to dance.Prussia x reader no more good girl chapter 213 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Are you okay Prussia?" You asked, Prussia seemed to hesitate for a moment until he nodded. You gave him an uneasy look wanting to protest until you shut your mouth.
Prussia then suddenly jerked his arms away as her said sorry as he dashed out of the room. "Prussia!" You shouted as you chased after him.
You went outside to find Prussia on the school steps with his head buried in his hands. You walked over to him and sat down next to him.
"Prussia...What's wrong?" you asked like mother would ask her child. "I'm not fit for that kind of dancing." He said as he looked up.
"You mean you can't slow dance?" You asked in amazement, Prussia nodded. You laughed uncontrollably.
"What the hell is so funny?!" Prussia shouted. You wiped a tear from your eye. "It's just that, The strong nation Pru
How Frozen Should've Ended"You'll never get away with this," Anna furiously gasped from the floor on which Hans had left her to die.How Frozen Should've Ended1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Oh, Anna, I just did," Hans said with an evil smirk as he closed the door shut and locked it tight.
The prince placed the key in his pocket (good thing he had made an effort to get that key earlier in case he needed it!), and walked down the hall. In the royal council room, the Duke and a whole bunch of other horrible people who were eager for him to give the go-ahead to kill Queen Elsa were waiting for him.
He collected himself and put on his best "sad Hans face." Man, all of those acting lessons he had taken during his youth were really paying off now!
"Princess Anna is...dead," he lied to them, placing a hand over his heart. "She was killed...by Queen Elsa!"
"Her own sister," the Duke said, apparently acting sad, but really, that guy was glad this had happened, because it meant there was an excuse to have Elsa executed now.
It took everything in Hans' power not to grin just th
Hate Me [ England x Child!Reader ] 03England x Child!ReaderHate Me [ England x Child!Reader ] 033 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Ah, today Arthur has a guest. It's that Frenchman Francis again; he's one of the few who know about Arthur raising you. He would always entertain you, or he would be fawning over how cute you are, or going on about how it's been so long since he's seen such and unloved micro-nation.
Those words twisted your heart, feeling as if somebody had finally decided to run you through with a knife, and with an extra little bit of courage twisted the knife. Your hand clutched the fabric over your heart, pulling your small cloak over your head in a failed attempt to hide your pain from Francis.
But the Frenchman had already taken notice, smiling he walked towards a small vase. Hearing his retreating footsteps caused you to panic.
'No!' you screamed, 'No! Please! Don't leave me here like Arthur! Please! Someone stay with m-'
"(Y_n), you can stop crying now. I'm still here ." Hearing the Frenchman's w
Male!ReaderxRussia--AloneProblems, problems, problems, the world gives me nothing but problems!Male!ReaderxRussia--Alone3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My name is _______ _______, the personification of the island nation of (Country name). My home is located a ways off the coast of Latvia in the Baltic Sea. On a clear day, you can stand of the southern beaches of the island and see the coast of Gotland on the horizon. My nation may be small, but the people who call this place home, myself included, are a strong, sturdy people. We have to be; it hails bullets from September to November, it snows blankets from December to February, it rains buckets from March to May, and the sun blisters and burns from June to August. Yet, through it all, we've carved out a living here that we wouldn't trade for the world.
I've had struggles with other nations; it seems like everyone thinks that they can claim my land as their own simply because I'm a micro-nation. Boy, were they ever wrong. It wasn't easy, but over the years, decades, and centuries, I've gained my independence from
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 37Everlasting Snow: Chapter 373 years ago in Romance More Like This
A cough startles you.
Someone clearing their throat.
It came from Jack.
You remove your head from his shoulder and look up at him questioningly.
His cheeks are flushed a bright red color, contrasting the pale whiteness of his skin. He’s still staring out over the city.
You sit up properly, his arm falling from you.
“Jack?” you ask, concerned. “Is everything okay?”
He nods, his snowy hair shining slightly in the light, the silver in it emphasized as moonbeams weave in and out of the strands, dancing amongst them.
“I, uh,” he chokes out. He’s obviously nervous about something.
“I…have something to tell you,” he finally manages to say.
You raise your eyebrow. “Yes?” you say, curious. Is there something else about Jack Frost and his extraordinary abilities that you don’t yet know? Maybe it’s a deep, dark secret. Does he really know about your secret conversation with the moon and just didn’t sa
France x Reader: Being Loved...Part 6France x Reader: Being Loved...Part 62 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Voila! Crepes topped with your favorite fruit ma cherie!" France exclaimed excitedly, grinning as he spun elegantly before placing the dish before you.
You stared down at the beautiful breakfast you'd been presented with...somehow it didn't look as beautiful as it usually did...it didn't look as lovely yesterday morning either...
Taking a break from your food you looked up at France and managed a smile. "Thank you, Francis. It's lovely." you said softly.
You immediately felt your heart sink and tried to keep your expression from following suit when France's blue eyes sadenned and the corners of his mouth turned downward.
"___________________? What's wrong..? You've been acting very strangely since yesterday. Are you no longer enjoying my company?" France asked, forcing a half-smile though he looked more unsure, scared, and hurt by the idea than anything.
"No! I mean I am totally enjoying myself! I've just had a few things on my mind is all." you said, trying to reassure him with the b
An Aspie AnthemWeAn Aspie Anthem3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
only a little differently.
Ennis and Jack- I Miss YouI hope you can hear meEnnis and Jack- I Miss You7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I remember it clearly.
The day, you slipped away,
Was the day, I found it wont be the same.
I miss you.
It was as if you could step into the smooth, parallel rows of the milky way lining the dark sky. The light of the cluster of the tiny stars lit up the entire campsite the two of them dwelled in. The air smelled of pine and night dew. There was one tiny star, hanging in the middle of the crowd of stars, shining brighter than any other the others. He decided to name it their star.
Ive never seen so many stars in such a long time, Jack Twist whispered in awe, running his hands through his dark hair.
He turned to stare at the man sitting down beside him, stoking the fire with a long stick. He didnt seem to want to stargaze that night.
Heck, he never wants to do anything Jack couldnt help but think as he desperately tried to search Ennis Del Mars complex, clouded mind. It was as though every time Ennis spoke, eac
A mug of hot chocolate(PrussiaXTransformed!Reader)Your eyes widened. The puff of smoke around you slowly dispersed and you simply stared, wondering why the hell everyone was suddenly much taller than you. "Eh?" You squeaked, jumping at a high-pitched sound coming from your throat. The men's gazes were fixated on you and they twitched when large tears sprung into your eyes."Wh-what's going on?" You asked, your small hands trembling as you frantically looked around you for help.A mug of hot chocolate(PrussiaXTransformed!Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert stooped down next to you, his eyes wide as he reached out to touch your face. You flinched when you felt his palm envelop most of your face easily. Hiccupping, you grasped his hand with your both of your own and started crying, being able to guess why your clothes bunched around you loosely.Gilbert picked you up gently, cradling you in his arms as he took a shaky breath. "l'll kill him!!" He screeched, growling as the culprit had already disappeared. "Vhere is he?!! I'll skin him alive!!" He cried, only stopping because both Antonio and Francis wer
To love a tree (GermanyXReader)This one was written for LightOfLaurelin, who gave me the hard task that Germany had to have Dendrophobia, an irrational fear of trees... Yeah, that was kinda hard, but fun!To love a tree (GermanyXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I hope you all enjoy and please tell me what you all think okay? ^^
"Say whaaaaaaat!?" you scoffed at Prussia. "Like I told you before, mein bruder hasn't been out of zhe house for like three veeks now."
"What!? Why?" you demanded.
"... You know that big tree that grows just in front of our front door?" he said, looking at his interlocked fingers.
"Yeah, what's that got to do with anythi-"
"He's scared of it." Prussia stared avidly at the floor for a moment then glanced up at you, bursting into laughter. You joined in with him and for several minutes the bouts of your hilarity filled the park.
"Seriously zhough," he held his sides, tears streaming from the corners of his ruby eyes," he needs some help. And I figured zhat since he hasn't seen you for veeks, he's also pretty depressed now. So since you're obviously z
not monday.he shaved his head on tuesday.not monday.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
her head was pounding but she held her breath.
she held it in and held it in, she bit her tongue and
pushed her caught breath at her barrier of teeth smashed
together. god, her head was killing her and she was so
dizzy and her lungs were beginning to ignite. she
needed to breathe, needed.
but there was an instant when where she opened her lips,
she couldn't breathe. her throat held shut, unsure of what to do
when her body screamed for oxygen but her mind told her no,
you should die. her body always won. it was all about
winning and winning again. but it was only winning if
you stood on the right side of the fence.
on wednesday he told her that he was going to get high, if
she wanted to come.
there were nights where she felt heavy and unsure if
gravity was treating her the same as everyone else.
surely her spine would compact and that would
be the end of it. but just as she was about to have all her vertebrae
crushed into a million little pieces, he
Meditation on ThoughtBegin the quiet storm of fidgeting,Meditation on Thought5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a drum, a drum:
fingers through hair,
the insides of my lids.
My mind grows scrublands.
"What do you mean?" and,
"What do I mean?"
I tend slowly toward the abstract.
Pine trees sprout from my hair,
a forest of church steeples.
Whippoorwill am I,
and my fingers stretch
to build me bridges of stone,
a whole cathedral of bone archways.
My Michelangelo eyes sit restless
in a face of white and green marble.
The smallest drop of rain
against the window
and my thoughts collapse
I must begin again.
There is a secret
as the drops of water
roll down the glass.
Hey There Jean KirschteinHey there Jean KirschteinHey There Jean Kirschtein2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
what's it like out killing titans?
You know I'm sorry, I'm not there to help
But I know you're good at fighting
Yeah you are
And I promise you, you will go far
it's who you are
Hey there Jean Kirschtein
Dont you worry about me missing
Cause I'm always there beside you
when it's my image that you're missing
I miss you too
You dont know what I would give or do
to be back by you
Please don't stop fighting
please don't stop fighting
please don't stop fighting
Please don't stop fighting, please don't stop fighting
Hey there Jean Kirschtein
I know it gets hard at night
You're getting scared that you might join me
But don't you worry, you're alright
You'll be okay
Wouldn't have it any other way
Long as you're safe
Hey there Jean Kirschtein
There's a lot still left to say
And I'm aware that you can't hear me
But hopefully there'll be a day
You can hear it all
And even deeper we will fall
Just like these walls
Please don't stop