sheepskinYour love smells like snowsheepskin1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the deep of August, sucking
me like mosquitoes and you.
damn, you always had a talented
tongue, knowing just what to say
to roll me between your teeth and
keep me there; and I was hoping—
no, trusting— I’d not be crushed.
I should have known when
you raised your bones against me,
when you clattered your molars
together but never bothered hiding
the truth below your belt.
And a part of me says
I was in love with you.
Spain x Clumsy!Reader- Hips Don't LieSpain x Clumsy!Reader- Hips Don't Lie2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You silently stared up at the sign that had been plastered in rather big, brightly bolded letters above your head labeled 'Carreido Dance Studio', the heavy black and white striped gym bag that you had packed before you left your house slipping off your shoulder the longer you looked upwards. When your friend had told you not a few hours earlier that when you took a left by the only Starbucks in town you would see a bold sign offering cheap dancing lessons, she wasn't kidding. It surprised you as to why you had never seen this building before she had even recommended the class to you, just for the fact it had stood out like a sore thumb the longer you stared at the small brick building located in between a family owned dentistry and a worn down thrift shop that looked like it had been closed for years. You removed your gaze away from the sign, nervous (e/c) hues staring down to the simple flats you had managed to find buried in your messy closet. At that moment, you couldn't help but f
My Name [Romano x Reader]It was a beautiful morning today. [Name] was sprawled out on her bed, thinking about how she should get out of bed. She was still in her pajamas, which consisted of a baggy t-shirt and bottoms. But she was quite tired, so she decided against it. In fact, she was trying to drift back into dream land, maybe getting another hour or two of rest.My Name [Romano x Reader]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
However, her boyfriend Lovino wasn’t having any of that. He strolled right into his girlfriend’s room, pausing to look at her sleeping state. He let out an annoyed sigh before making his way to her window, flinging the curtains open so the sun would shine down on her face.
“Wake up ragazza, today’s a nice day outside. Don’t waste it,” He demanded, turning around and leaning against the window, waiting for her to rise. [Name] had been through this multiple times, and kept her composure, slowing down her breathing so it would appear she’s still sleeping.
The Italian blinked, his hazel eyes radiating a look th
Mafia boss!Romano X Reader X Mafia!SpainMafia boss!Romano X Reader X Mafia!Spain3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So boss, vhen should we take them out?" a blonde man in a black Gucci suit asked to his boss. "If they-a don't pay us buy tomorrow-a then we shall attack" The boss replied rudely, clearly showing a disliking to the German man; his strange gravity defying curl bobbing a but as he talked hushed; you see the restaurant he was in was a dangerous one, full of other mafia groups as this is a nicely hidden place in the back of a tightly squeezed ally but amazingly big on the inside with a gigantic stage on one side of the room usually smooth Italian bands would play and a calm atmosphere would be set as most of the mafias had a glass of wine with a cigar.
Right now around a table where a mafia of five, there were more members; WAY more but the more important ones are here right now; Everyone in the restaurant suddenly quietened down as a tall man with slicked back black hair (He was one of the trumpet players in one of the bands that played t
Chronoscape, Chapter OneChronoscape, Chapter One9 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Can a line of events be traced to its origins, only to connect with its end?
Sept 17, 14:15
Apex clouds converged around the azure mountain of ice. The polar ocean rumbled, somewhere beneath, grappling into the iceberg, gnawing away at its foundations.
Grim, fluttering celestial arc released a blinding sphere of light has from the cloudy grasp. Scorching beams of sunlight smashed into the iceberg with relentless fury and the iceberg screeched in fear of their attack as glittering veins of cobalt and silver pulsated upon its surface. The temperature was rising, as the iceberg drifted south, pushed forward by the slashing wind. The iceberg fought against the warm currents till its last breath, but all was hopeless. An unyielding crack started to crawl across its surface, explosions of cold mist whooshing as the iceberg crumbled, expiring away; connecting with the clouds and the ocean.
Oct 4th, 9:12
A tiny, conical drop of water spiraled through the gray and blue mush of fog tha
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereNo Longer a Little Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hear
You were all I had when nothing else seemed to be near
Everything so out of reach, too far for me to see
I decided I would choose the needle next to me
Slicing through my very skin to feel something once more
Weeping through the satisfaction I could not ignore
Dear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?
Clumsy: Italy X ReaderClumsy: Italy X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
'First time when I saw your eyes
Boy you looked right through me, hm hm
Play it cool, but I knew you knew
That cupid hit me, hm hm'
It was your first day of high school at Hetalia high. Just moved into town, in a new house, with new friends, and pretty much, new everything. Your dad dropped you off in front of the huge building, and you jumped out, slipping your headphones on and listening to some loud music as you walked up the stairs. People stared, how could they not? You were a new face, a pretty one at that, but you weren’t one to be shy about stuff like that. You let the pairs of eyes burn through you as you strode up the steps to the front entrance.
“______! Hey!" Someone called from behind you. It was your next door neighbor, Eliza. You turned around and gave her a warm smile. You talked for a while as you walked past the soccer field to get to the the science building. Just for a second your attention turned to the group of boys on the field and to your unfort
To some people.To some people, it’s called breathing.To some people.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To me, it’s called inhaling poison,
Which drenches my lungs and sinks into my bones
And melts into my mind.
To some people, it’s called anxiety.
To me, it’s called an unbearable shakiness in my soul
The nervousness preventing my from ever escaping
This disease in my heart.
To some people, it’s called living.
To me, it’s called never being able to run away.
Never being able to truly go, truly leave.
To me, it’s called being caught in a nightmare,
While struggling to dream.
Chasing a mystery with no solution.
Escaping your own sanity to reach more sanity,
Freeing yourself from your happiness to find more happiness.
To some people, it’s called life.
There’s no such thing.
France x Reader: All I GotFrance x Reader: All I Got3 years ago in Romance More Like This
France x Reader: All I Got
Request for MizureChan
The rain bombarded the window. It was hell outside, but inside it was warm. You sat on your couch, looking miserably at your unstarted cup of cocoa. Your eyes were red and your nose was runny. But you weren't sick. It was a simple matter, really--someone had just broken your heart, and their bonds to you. Your cellphone still had the text message he had sent you. "I'm breaking up with you. I found someone else who made me very happy last night. We can still be friends, right?"
Outside you could heard a car door slam. You ignored it, trying instead to focus on your misery. A rap on the window, and someone called your name. You looked up. A man with long blonde hair and pools of blue eyes stood in the rain, begging to be let in. You stood and walked to the door, leaning into it for a minute, pondering whether or not you were to let this man in. He was your best friend, though. When you opened the door, he was soaked from head to toe. But
Harry Potter AnalysisThe wonderful world of Harry Potter has touched countless lives upon its release. It contains many colorful elements from magic and fantasy to fighting bald snake people with little wooden sticks. Yet at the same time, despite touching so many countless lives, the ever-popular series has not been without its fair share of criticism, a large portion of which may not have been completely unfounded. Harry Potter has been said to promote more than a few more shady practices. It wouldn't hurt to explore and prod some of them in scholarly analysis.Harry Potter Analysis5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Let us take, for example, the most prevalent example in the HP wizarding world. Wands. Harry Potter and friends often use their wands to solve problems and, more often than not, create quite a few of them. HP, Ron, and Draco are constantly seen "whipping them out" and "waving them around," despite the fact many teachers advise most of the Hogwarts students against doing so. This could function as a sort of subliminal nod to boyhood fasc
Lutecest - Self InvolvedThey always said he was “self-involved”, and he was inclined to concede to it. It was the truth, after all. He'd tried multiple times to strike up meaningful relationships with others, but in the end, none of them lasted because none of them understood him, his thoughts, his theories, his soul, for goodness' sakes. But it didn't bother him, so there was no reason it ought to bother anyone else.Lutecest - Self Involved2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He spent his time working. It was what he was good at. Some would say he was the best in his field. The ones who wouldn't say so were just stubborn idiots, because anybody could see he was years ahead of the game. His peers had nothing to say of his genius, because he had no peers, no equals. Most of the time he worked alone, because otherwise he spent much of his valuable time attempting to teach his colleagues the finer details of his theories, which he thought was probably much like trying to train monkeys to read, an endeavor he never thought very highly of to begin with.
Drunken Confession [Drunk!Prussia x Reader]Drunken Confession [Drunk!Prussia x Reader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were studying for that dreaded test that everyone in your Mathematics class was worried about. It was supposed to be very difficult, and you decided that it was mandatory for you to at least brush up on some lessons that you were worried about.
Since when did math start including the alphabet too?
Resisting the urge to pull your hair out in frustration, you took a deep breath and absentmindedly glanced at the digital clock sitting to the side next to you. The numbers 9:45 PM glared back at you, as if taunting you with the gloomy fact that you may have to pull an all-nighter.
Your cell phone began ringing just as you were about to make the final decision to throw your book out and burn it. Surprised, you momentarily wondered who in their right mind would call you at almost 10 at night. Probably someone with mental issues.
Taking a look at the name that flashed back at you, you grimaced.
Say It (Spain x Reader)Say It (Spain x Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Four hours. You were breathing so hard it felt like a mallet in the back with each exhale. You had come over to Spain's house, as you often did, to practice dancing and hang with one of your best friends, him.
He looked over at you, and grinned. Bastard. His breathing was hard, but he obviously wasn't nearly as tired out from the exhausting dance the both of you had been working on for the last 240 minutes.
"Here." Spain said cheekily, offering you a water bottle. "Have a drink".You caught your breath. The light caught his hair making it shine. His cheeks were flushed, and his long, drool worthy body stretched out elegantly. You'd seen that same body dance, and shivered at the thought.
Reminding yourself to come back down to earth, you snatched it, and drank the entire thing down in one gulp. Spain looked impressed.
"Wow, your freaky good at swallowing things." he said. You didn't know whether to faint or face palm. Was he trying to be dirty, or were you just reading it wro
APH: Spain x Reader - Lucky Meeting~APH: Spain x Reader - Lucky Meeting~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed happily, skipping towards the stop, your hands full of many different bags. You had just gone shopping with your friends, after receiving your first pay for your summer job at a cafe. It wasn't that much, but enough to fill your wardrobe with new brand autumn clothes, that you will wear at your new school.
Stopping at the stop, you put your bags on the ground as checked what time your bus will arrive. If you would be in the mood, you could easily make it on foot, but seeing that you were with many bags and your foot already killed you, better ride a few stops and be almost near your house. Good, still five more minutes to wait~ You smiled, rocking on your feet slightly, waiting for the bus.
Though, you couldn't help, but be a bit jealous of your friends, that lived near the mall, while you alone needed to ride here a good way from your living street. Oh well.. Sighing, you just hoped, that the bus would be a new
NordicsxSick!Reader - RecoveryNordicsxSick!Reader - Recovery2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Of all the bugs I could’ve gotten,” _____ grumbled quietly, putting her arm over her eyes, “it just had to be this kind.”
“Don’t worry, _____,” said Tino as he patted her shoulder. “You’ll get better soon.”
“Yeah,” added Mathias, who was sitting on the other couch next to Lukas and Emil. “You’re gonna be running around on your feet again in no time.”
“Shh!” _____ hissed sharply before letting out a pained moan. “Stop talking so loud.”
Mathias blinked in confusion, certain that he wasn’t talking at such a high volume, then furrowed his brows at her. “You okay, _____? Need something?”
“Would you like to go up to your bed?” said Tino softly.
_____ nodded, slowly pushing herself up from her position on the couch, and got to her bare feet. She suddenly began to shake, her head spinning and a crawling sensation going up her esophagus. S
I Don't Need YouI Don’t Need YouI Don't Need You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to admit that I don’t need you.
I’m not going to tell you I’d die without you,
That you’re like water, or shelter or food.
I’m sure I could get on fine without you.
Got on fine before.
The truth is I don’t need you.
And I hope I never do.
I don’t need you like lungs needs oxygen,
and I’m not addicted to you; you’re not a drug.
I wouldn’t bleed out if you were ripped away,
You’re not some essential organ.
You’re not here to maintain me, sustain me, or keep me alive.
But the truth is I want you.
And I hope I always do.
I want you the way astronauts want the stars,
And sailors long for the sea.
Because wanting is choosing,
and needing is greedy,
And believe me when I tell you I want you
With all of my heart.
The truth is I want everything about you,
I want every little thing.
I want to ruffle the curly hair you sometimes hate,
And kiss the nose you say looks too big in photographs.
Italy x Reader - How to say 'I Love You'Italy x Reader - How to say 'I Love You'3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ring ring ring
Ring ring ring
"Mmmph... stupid sounds, why won't you shut up...?"
Ring ring ring
"Five... more minutes..."
Ring ring ring
"Okay, okay! I'll get up if you just shut up already, stupid clock!" You cried before realizing you had been talking to an inanimate object. Sighing to yourself, you pressed the off button on your alarm clock and held your face in your hands.
"I honestly wonder sometimes if I'm going mad..." You mumbled, shaking your head. As you groggily tried to rub the sleep out of your eyes, a sudden voice caught you off guard.
"Vee~ _____, you're finally up! I was wondering when you'd wake up, bella!"
Feliciano poked his head through your bedroom door before he bounced over to your bedside, his curl seeming to bounce with each stride that he took.
"Oh, hey Feli," You said with a yawn. "Mm... I'm tired..."
It took you another five seconds to finally comprehend what was happening at the moment.
Feliciano was here
Spanish Are Dancers(SpainxReader Oneshot)Antonio sat on his porch and sipped intently on a glass of red wine, much like he would do any other hot afternoon. But, this particular afternoon was special for you were at his home. You took chaste sips of your red wine and enjoyed the feel of the Spaniards near playful green eyes on your body.Spanish Are Dancers(SpainxReader Oneshot)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Your home is so beautiful.. I'm so jealous." You said in a voice just above a whisper.
The passionate male beamed at your compliment before swiftly replying flirtingly, "Gracias mi amor ! But you are much more beautiful~."
You shot him a playful glare before looking down at the red liquid in your wine glass. You gave it a twirl before saying, "You lying Spaniard."
He chuckled as he scooted towards you with easy movement. Some of your (_h/c_) was tossed over your shoulder as hot lips came in soft contact with your neck. "Never," Another kiss to the neck was sent your way, "Would I lie about that~!"
You were sent into a giggle fit as he dug his face into your neck swee
Open Chair - Jealous!America X ReaderOpen Chair – Jealous!America X ReaderOpen Chair - Jealous!America X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
For the first time in the obnoxious boy’s history, America was the first to arrive at a meeting. Often he wandered in late or what he called “fashionably late”, though that was only an excuse which he had been using for over a century now. This excuse, however, did not settle well with most of the countries and frequently ended with Germany or England berating him for it.
He snickered to himself as he made his way through the empty room, imaging the awestricken faces of those two when they saw he had appeared before them. He could barely contain himself as he thought about the bragging that would surely ensue on his part and the disapproving grunts on theirs. He moved quickly to the end corner of the table, not wanting to waste any time, and took a seat in the second to last chair. In the end chair he placed a stack of newspapers that he had been carrying down with a smile. He leaned back and with a contended sigh plucked t
Our MasksThe masks we wear are perfectOur Masks2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never loose and rarely tight
They keep us safe from others
And keep our demons out of sight
They smile when we are broken
And laugh when we simply must
No blemish or imperfection
A creation that will never rust.
I seldom ever remember
Who I am without my mask
That to peel off that layer
Is such a daunting task
All others carry one as well
Wherever they may go
And no matter what is on their minds
Only the molded mask will show.
The lies they preach in public
Or the scars along their wrists
Are left mute to others knowledge
Ignorance is such a splendid gift
My mask is oh so perfect
Not a crack will show
Always sitting in its place
No matter what life will throw
See I’m worried of getting rid of mine
Too scared to let the world see
That behind my safe disguise
Is a dreadful, wounded me.
I’ll keep my mask tied tightly
I’m happy with it for now
But truth is I can’t remove it
The real me doesn’t know how.
Monsters and Kisses Spain X ReaderMonsters and Kisses Spain X Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a dark, stormy, evening. You were all alone with nothing to do. Nothing was on TV and you knew no one would want to do anything with you in this weather. You let out a long sigh and started for the kitchen. A sudden knock came from the front door. You quickly ran to the door and opened it, not wanting whoever it was to get soaked. “Spain what are you doing here?”
“I thought you might be bored all alone, so I came over to see if you might want a bit of company.” Spain gave you a cheerful smile and removed his drenched coat. “You don't mind me being here, right? I can leave if you want me to.”
“No, I don't mind at all. Let me just get you a towel, you soaked and I don't want you to get sick.” Leaving him in your home's entrance, you quickly ran off to fetch him a towel. When you returned he was standing in your TV room drenched and shirtless, looking for a movie to watch with you. “H-here's your towe
Prussia X Reader - Battle Of The SexesPrussia X Reader - Battle Of The Sexes2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You stared down at the bubbling pot before you, a large smile spreading across your face. The pleasant smell of cooking food spread throughout your kitchen, thrilling your nostrils with each breath. This is going to be good.
You grabbed a wooden spoon and began to stir the thick liquid. Your stomach was already growing impatient, and its loud grumbling was getting on your nerves. Maybe a quick sip of this soup couldn’t hurt? You lifted the spoon and neared it towards your lips, watching the steam that twirled from it.
“Mm!” you hummed as the thick, hot soup travelled down your throat. You placed the spoon back into the bubbling pot and smirked. As if on cue, your boyfriend, Gilbert, strode into the kitchen.
“Mm! Smells good!” he sighed, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and placing his chin on your shoulder.
“Yeah, but it needs some more noodles. Can you get some from the pantry?” you asked, still stirring the soup. Gilbert hummed in a
Bones mend, but tell no lies.You have cataloged your scarsBones mend, but tell no lies.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like your body is a library-
to be read through &
You think of
all the little boys
whose greedy fingers
You are angry-
cared for you
They left you
on a shelf
to gather dust.
should you ever
Smile, Damn it! Romano X ReaderSmile, Damn it! Romano X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
WARNING: I do curse in this story, like a lot. And my apologies for people who don’t approve of stuff like that, I’m trying to stop, but it’s like a drug and it’s addicting. That probably makes no sense, but again: Sorry for people who don’t like cursing.
You followed Romano out of the conference room after the pointless World Meeting crap was over. All those countries just fought over land and other countries, causing more tension and useless arguments. Today was especially painful, because they were fighting over you. It was quite awkward.
“Damn potato loving bastardo. Why can’t-a he just leave-a mio fratello alone, eh? And that son of a bitch-a Spain! What the hell is wrong with him?! He keeps pinching my-a damn cheek, telling me I look-a like a tomato!” Romano muttered as he walked fast out the door, with you at his tail. When he was mad, he was also a bit clumsy and dimwitted.