Hetalia x Reader I know you part 7Hetalia x Reader I know you part 72 years ago in Settings More Like This
I know you part 7
Light shined through the room as I opened the door. You expected darkness, so I had to adjust my eyes to the light. Once the blur faded away, I saw Sealand. He sat on a white chair on a table, and he was... How should I say this... Having a tea party. Across from him was Liechtenstein, and she sipped some tea, but put the cup down when she noticed me in the doorway.
"Oh!" Sealand said, as he noticed me as well. "Who are you? Are you another country? I never seen you here before! Would you like to have some tea with us?"
He thought I was a country.. I wish I was. "I'm not a country." I said kind of sadly. "I'm just a friend of the allies and the axis. They brought me over here, I'm not sure why though."
"Oh, I see. Have you met big bruder yet?" Liechtenstein asked me, as I walked into the room.
"Not yet." I responded. I know now that Switzerland is here. I don't think that I want to wake him up..
"Oh. Well, would you like to have some tea with us? You are free to
My Bad BoyApenas salia el sol por la mañana. Me desperte porque un rayo se filtro por la perciana cerrada y me llego justo al ojo. No podía moverme mucho, es una cama de una persona y la estaba compartiendo con mi Paulie. Aww, se ve tan lindo cuando duerme, y con esa ropa simple de pijama se ve muy sexy.My Bad Boy2 years ago in Romance More Like This
-Despierta pequeña niña...- Le susurre suavemente al odio.
-Ow, dejame dormir, es muy temprano.- Refunfuño y siguio durmiendo.
-Vamos, sabes que a Brian no le gusta que holgazaneemos, arreglate antes de que llegue.
-¿Arreglarme de que?- Se levanto y no pude evitar reirme un poco. Tenia uno de sus cabellos levantado.
-¿Que es tan gracioso?
-Estas demasiado desprolijo.- Señale en mi cabeza esa parte que en la suya estaba despeinada.
-¿Eh?... Oh.- Intento arreglarse pero no tenia sentido, su cabello seguia parado.
-A ver... dejame ayudarte.- Yo lo ordene un poco y su cabello quedo bien.- Ya esta... no fue mucho trabajo, jeje.
How stupidHow stupid us humans are.How stupid2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So many people died because of too much food.
But there's so many people died because of hunger.
So many trees are cut down for paper.
And yet those paper are used for such useless things.
How stupid us humans are.
So many people are actually smart.
But nobody want's to educate them.
So many land are dug for mines.
But only to satisfy their self's.
How stupid us humans are.
So many people payed so much for education.
And yet they refuse to use them.
So many people know the consequences.
But everyone still does what caused it.
Only in silence.
Watching this world.
Being destroyed by it's own people.
SurpriseSurprise1 year ago in Drama More Like This
"I felt something."
"Like what?" John jolted awake, instantly sat up, and looked at his lover, who was laying down
"I dont know.. It felt like a kick."
"A kick?" John asked "Did I kick you or something?"
John was silent for a moment "Then what was it?"
"I told you, I dont know! Im scared John.." Paul started biting his fingernails. He always did that when he was nervous.
"Dont be scared, Im sure it was just your imaginat-"
"I FELT IT AGAIN!" Paul yelped.
"Paul, settle down! You're fine." John sighed.
There was silence for a while..
"But John.. All I've been eating is junk food!" Paul looked down in shame "Thats why Im so fat.." Paul took another deep breath "And thats probably why I've been getting sick every morning.."
John glanced down at Pauls stomach, then back at his face. It was true, he looked over-weight, but thats not what was on Johns mind.
"Where did you feel the kick?" John asked.
Paul looked up.
fuck, here we go again.the back roads--fuck, here we go again.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
a water bottle full of
god knows what,
and it burns a little going down.
that's okay. we all need that,
we touched a windmill.
and we leaned against it,
pointing at radio towers
with cheap cigarettes dangling between our lips
before we kissed,
sober, this time
stars screamed at us.
this is why
you like the country.
i wondered about our smoke
creating the stars
as it drifts out of our lungs
in clouds of post-code envy
(god, we need to get away from here).
that would take a long time.
that's okay. we've got time.
LoveLLove1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lust, for the touch,
to be held in his arms like fabric lace,
kiss in the lips with a bruising embrace,
not like you see on the screen,
where the kiss in the rain is foreseen,
but a spur of the moment when the passion gets too deep,
and I find the ground no longer under my feet.
He’d grab my shoulders and take my lips,
and for his breath I’d take small sips,
his lips would travel down my neck,
and through my hair his fingers caress,
my lashes flutter against his cheek,
and I’d fight to stand as my knees grow weak,
I’d open my eyes to find his still closed,
my heart on my sleeve, my soul exposed.
Out of love,
out of time,
spitting out this God awful rhythms
hearing everyone preach of affection,
like some serotonin chemical addiction,
for when in love it’s just a connection,
pheromones, dopamine, norepinephrine,
a stimulation of the brain’s pleasure center,
for this love I am just a renter,
yet for the chance, I’d throw do my gauntlet
you never taught me how to sleep.one day you'll unfoldyou never taught me how to sleep.1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
your bedsheets, and i will still
be in the creases.
remembering the fall [Armin/Reader]”What are you thankful for, sir?”remembering the fall [Armin/Reader]2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Just a person.”
“What did they do for you?”
“Saved my life.”
* * * *
I’ve never been able to get enough air - literally and figuratively - when it’s crisp and clear like this. Autumn always seems to arrive overnight for me - or maybe I just don’t pay enough attention. Either way, it always feels as if the temperature plummets and leaves change color with the snap of a finger. My parents always used to tell me to rest during these times; sometimes I would listen, but now they’re gone and there’s no one to tell me anymore.
Sucking in a deep breath, I dive from the branch I was waiting on, accompanied by the whirring of my gear. My wires latch into pale flesh, and I slice, noting that the spilled blood matches the color of the leaves on the ground. Landing on a different branch, I let out the breath. S
DescendSomething dark and something coldDescend9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
like iron gripped my soul
and in the chains I was shackled
Two halves, once a whole.
Grim and cruel was the dungeon
that was created by my mind
in which love and loss battled
but remained intertwined.
And in the end it was clear
that love could never win
that loss presides over all
my dark dungeon, wherein.
But in the final moments
of their battle in my head
love took leave and descended
to reside in my heart instead.
QueuesQueuesQueues3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Will there be a queue for death?
Because there's one for everything else.
We spend half our life waiting,
Edging forward slowly.
Then remain in the same position.
What are we waiting for?
There must be a way to get fast tracked?
I can see the position when I first joined this line
But I cant see the end of it.
Looking at the back of the persons head in front of me.
Does this line even have a point?
Or am I just simply squandering time.
I didn't wait this long just to get refused at the gates.
More and more people are joining this queue.
Yet I am not moving by any sort of significant amount,
I mean all I wanted to do was use the toilet.
Love Me Do -Cap 3.Titulo: Love me Do.Love Me Do -Cap 3.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Capítulo 3 de 5.
Advertencia: Mayores de 13.
Disclaimer: Paul y John no me pertenecen, pero estoy trabajando en ello XD.
John miraba la pared en blanco con los ojos ardiendo, apretó la mandíbula tratando de detener las lágrimas sin tener buen resultado. Habían pasado dos semanas desde aquel accidente y Paul no daba luces de querer despertar.
El maldito loco que lo atropello solo había huido como un maldito cobarde, dejando a su amigo como un títere sobre el pavimento, la maleta con los rodachines dañados arrojada a un lado y una armónica de plata siendo sostenida por la mano de Paul, eso era lo único que milagrosamente había salido casi indemne, porque de todas formas, John estaba seguro que el instrumento ya no produciría sonido alguno.
El chico miró a George, este acababa de salir del cuarto de su mejor amigo.
- Anda, ve a comer algo, Ringo debe estar por llegar.
The Switch Remains ON.[Endgame spoiler warning]The Switch Remains ON.1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was still in the basement when the Judge found him.
He wore that old feline-like mask again, the eerie fanged grin stretched over the white cloth despite his defeated posture. Zacharie looked up as the little cat trotted down the stairs. He raised a hand, the bulky sleeve of his sweater sliding down an inch, and crooked his fingers in a feeble greeting: "Miaou."
The Judge's tail swished contemplatively. "I must admit, my insatiable tradesman, I had altogether forgotten you were still hereabouts with me," the cat chattered through his perpetually grinning lips. "I would have assumed that the malignant Batter would have ensured your demise as well."
"Heh heh." Zacharie scratched the back of his neck. "Why would he? I'm the invaluable game items merchant. I was the one enabling him to continue on his sacred quest." He leaned back against the wall of the basement with a sigh.
The Judge hissed, the fur along his back bristling up as h
JungleJungleJungle4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Love is a jungle
where beautiful flowers are.
But deathly beasts, too.
A Minute of Your Time (A Poem for John Lennon) Pardon me, sir or miss, I really hope you won't mind,A Minute of Your Time (A Poem for John Lennon)1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If I take, just a minute of your time.
You ask why my face is so somber, my essence so blue,
And with just that minute, I can explain to you.
I think of a man, a man you might know.
He's in heaven now, the place where we'll all someday go.
A man before his time, who didn't see quite like others,
Who wanted us to love one another.
He just wanted peace, an admirable cause of course,
But sadly thirty three years ago, our friend was lost.
So let's think of his life, say a prayer, admire what he's done;
sing a song, love everyone, send a message to his family and sons.
Let's remember his funny faces and silly smiles,
His playful nature and clever wiles.
His devotion to his cause and his love for others,
His ability to recognize his friends and brothers.
Yes, he made mistakes, yes, he's done wrong, and yes, he sometimes did before he thought,
Politeizm O Ra, Zeusie, Odynie,Politeizm3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Przegraliście, a szkoda,
Bo byliście o wiele prawdziwsi,
Niż dzisiejsi bogowie.
Wyście byli zupełnie inni,
Kochaliście, zabijaliście, zdradzaliście,
Popełnialiście błędy i pożądaliście,
Mieliście braci, siostry, żony i dzieci.
O Ra, Zeusie, Odynie,
Co się mogło stać z waszymi,
Wiernymi sługami, gdy się pojawili,
Love Me Do -Cap 5.Titulo: Love me Do.Love Me Do -Cap 5.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Capítulo 5 de 5.
Advertencia: Mayores de 13.
Disclaimer: Paul y John no me pertenecen...¡Aunque yo deseo lo contrario!
John estiro su brazo con parsimonia hacía su mesita de noche. Tomó el teléfono y marcó con una gran sonrisa el número de la casa de George y Ringo. Sonó tres veces hasta que por fin fue contestado.
- ¡Ey, Geo!
- ¡No! ¡Soy la reencarnación de Elvis!
- "¿Macca sigue contigo?" - Preguntó George haciendo caso omiso.
- Sí - susurró John mirando como el aludido dormía a su lado como un angelito.
- "Se supone que ya debería de habernos llamado"
- ¿A qué te refieres?
- "Ritchie y yo le íbamos a ayudar con la mudanza" - soltó el otro chico como si nada.
- Oh...sí, lo recuerdo...- masculló Lennon frunciendo el ceño -. De eso quería...
- "No le hiciste nada...&
Names ::Girls::AveryNames ::Girls::4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Untitledwe are in Rome telling the dirt how it murdered its brother.Untitled1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
we are shouting at every historical monument from the books with affection and insult and nobody cares about yesterday.
"he wants to kill himself but he just writes a lot of stories with sad endings. don't talk to him."
i believe in love now. i don't know if i've grown up at all or learned from my mistakes or just lost and lost and lost. i'll write something. i'll write you stories. i'll mean it. i'll run away and never come back. some things never change.
"well the boy was found to have consumed the full body of a small mouse, a penny, broken glass, dirt, whisky... then hanged himself."
i am an abandoned house, i am here, i am still here.
Love Me Do -Cap 1.Titulo: Love me Do.Love Me Do -Cap 1.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Capítulo 1 de 5.
Advertencia: Mayores de 13.
Disclaimer: Paul y John no me pertenece...desgraciadamente XD.
Paul se acomodo mejor en las gradas, fingió leer el libro que sostenía en las manos y disimuladamente observo a la chica que se encontraba frente a él. Ensimismado en ella, no se percato de la llegada de su ruidoso mejor amigo.
- ¡Ey Macca!
Paul salto en su puesto y le dirigió una fea mirada a John.
- ¡No puedes ser más escandaloso ¿verdad?!
John solo se rió.
- ¿Qué haces?
- Leer un libro ¿no ves?
- Te creería si el libro no estuviera al revés - soltó una risita -. Anda no te cuesta nada decirme la verdad.
- De acuerdo - Paul bufó - ¿ves a esa chica?
- Sí - John la observo - ¿Qué pasa con ella?
- Es Madison.
La chica en cuestión era una muchacha de cabello castaño, ojos miel y piel clara, se encontraba p
Iceland x Reader : Don't tell NorwayIceland x Reader : Don't tell Norway2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Iceland x Reader : Don't tell Norway
I watched the door open and close as Norway, Denmark, Finland,and Sweden brought in boxes from outside and brought them up stairs. I just thought they had gone to ikea but when I saw Matthias lug in a giant stuffed bear I was puzzled. Why the hell would they need that? I saw Norway come in with a couple more boxes and slid off the couch.
"Lukas what's with all the stuff?" I asked folding my arms stopping my brother before he could go up the stairs.
"Matthias has a little sister staying with us. We are bringing her stuff up. Oh she's also sharing your room with you." He said trying to get around me.
"What!? Does she know she's sharing MY room with ME!" I almost shouted. Lukas sighed and nodded.
"Yeah. These boxes are mostly her clothes, movies, electronics, and couple room decorations. So she won't be intruding on your space accept her bed, dresser, and desk." He explained. I felt wait get lifted off my s
WarmthWarmthWarmth3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Even in the snow
you bring summer to my heart,
the warmth of your smile.
.I'm thinking of you.1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But I keep forgetting that
I'm only dreaming
FirstsI had sexFirsts5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for the first time
on a Sunday
ate away the blinds
and snake-lines of light
at undone corners.
I remember less of you,
and more of me,
in yellow sheets
how you kept mumbling
questions and I
are so much less vivid
than the sense
that I was shedding
So that later
in the bathroom,
I saw myself,
twisting my hipbones
shelves that I could
rest my elbows on.
I was nineteen
two times my weight,
welding my bones
made me feel
ten years less lonely.