Heinoustuck: InevitableMore Like This
Every child on their thirteenth year
Will finally know the true meaning of fear.
The first was a girl, quite eloquent in word
But when she was taken, her pleas went unheard
Her mouth forced to curl, like a kitten with yarn
She always seems happy, despite having no arms
The poor little girl has been completely replaced
All that's left is a cat, a forced smile on its face.
To the "cool" rapping boy, it happened as well
Despite how hard he fought with his brother, he fell
When he awoke he had wings but no feelings at all
They'd all been ripped out when they'd messed with his skull
Now the boy never can actually lose his "cool"
He got what he always had wanted... the fool.
Even the island girl could not escape
To be transmutated remained as her fate
To her dog she was fused, and with it came powers
Now infused with Bec's essence, she no longer cowers
At anything, but that power came with a cost
In the process her true personality was lost.
The last of the four was a boy fraught with fear
regretless. || nazi!germany x readerMore Like This
****This was inspired by the song 'Regretless' by Richard Walters. If you want, you could listen to it while you read this ^_^
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'You should've been a father to your mother,
You could've been a better brother,
But, oh, let it go...
Nobody liked wars.
Nobody. Not even the powerful (c/n), who didn't often get into battles, who fought hard for what she believed in.
And right now, Germany- one of (y/n)'s past friends- was causing quarrels that the girl knew might blossom into war from many past experiences.
That being said, the country had made a decision: to talk to Germany and prevent a war from occurring.
An autumn coat on her seemingly fragile shoulders, (c/n) walked determinedly toward the German border, toward the nearest guard that would analyze her (border regulations).
Romano X Reader - OverjoyedROMANO X CHILD!READER - OVERJOYEDMore Like This
It was another day, but not another day in another week. No, Lovino had only been coming for the past three days, since it had happened. Whatever "it" was. He couldn't remember, but his brother, Feliciano, would urge him to go to the hospital.
Snow was traveling to the ground in light waves, blowing at his feet with the harsh winds that chilled his fingertips and nipped at his nose and made his eyes sting. The soft smell that could only describe winter made his head hurt.
But it was the dangerously clean smell in the hospital that made him want to turn right around, and just tell Feliciano he had visited whoever he was to visit so he could isolate himself in his room once more.
He didn't even know who he was visiting.
Lovino told Feliciano that just the previous day.
"Fratello, it's a good time to go to the hospital now. She'll be expecting you." Feliciano hesitantly chirped as he stood in the bedroom doorw
Keep Holding On (AmericaxReader)More Like This
Keep Holding On (AmericaxReader)
You're not alone
Together we stand
I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand...
That word....it felt as if a bullet had lodged in my heart.
My father...the man who was responsible for my very existence, my own flesh and blood...had cancer.
My mother was trying, trying so hard, to hide the tears, but they spilled down her face as the news escaped her trembling lips. This was a woman who never cried. Not ever. To see her now, with her eyes swollen and clouded with grief, was almost as heart-wrenching as the very words she spoke.
A paralyzing numbness, its origins within the place where the heart feels, had spread like a flood throughout my body. The ice-cold waters threatened to drown me, blocking out my senses and washing over my vision...at that moment, I wasn't even able to confirm if I was aliv
Happy Never After America x readerMore Like This
This is my contest entry for !
Chosen Emotion: Regret
I hope you enjoy!
Third Person P.O.V.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
It had to be a nightmare.
Alfred repeated the words over and over in his head, willing them to become true.
But the scene in front of him didn't change.
[f/n] [l/n] stood in front of him, looking beautiful in her wedding dress. It would of been a joyous day for him too, if only.....
If only she was his bride and not Arthu
Cinnamon and Escapades (Finland x Fem! Reader)Cinnamon and Escapades (Finland x Fem!Reader)More Like This
Sometimes, you wondered if love was just a surrogate for some other, masked feeling. After all, how could something so famous, so empowered, leave you feeling so hollow?
You blindly fumbled around, searching desperately, until your hands sourced your only means of comfort, your only thread of life.
You knew it sounded stupid, but you didn't care. Ever since he left, there was nothing but a breathless sense of emptiness, an unbearable, searing void in your chest that couldn't be filled. You wasted every day filing through your sorrows and trying to build yourself up, only to feel yourself crumble and shatter all over again in a despondent cycle. You would often wake in the night with saturated cheeks and trembling hands that were still tightly grasping the garment, without the intention of ever letting go. You couldn't lose a part of him. You couldn't lose the only part of him you had left.
You were a gentle being, one with soft
France X Reader: Courageous ProposalYou twiddled your fingers and took in some deep breathes. Your legs felt heavy, but your chest felt like it was going to fly away. Wasn't it normal to get butterflies in your stomach and not your chest? Nervously you looked up at the blonde walking confidently next to you. By chance he glanced over at the same time and ocean eyes flooded with sudden concern.More Like This
“Are you alright, _____?” Francis asked
“Yeah, why wouldn't I be?” You replied quickly
“You’re more timid then usual. Is something making you uncomfortable?”
“No, no. I’m fine, let’s just continue our walk.”
His eyes melted, “Of course, my love.”
The words made your heart beat pick up slightly past normal pace. Even after four years of dating, his smooth talk never failed to make you flustered. And that was a problem. No, not the reaction to his words, the dating for four years. You had been together f
The Life of a Nation (Italy X Hateful!Reader)More Like This
(C/C)- Colonizer Country
(Cl/N)- Colonizer's Name
(L/N)- Lover's Name
(C/N)- Country Name
(Cp/C)- Capital Country
(Cp/N)- Capital Name
This is a contest entry, a contest held by :iconCreator-Lynn:. If you guys want to join here: http://creator-lynn.deviantart.com/journal/HETALIA-CONTEST-2015-503411203
Note: First of all, this fic may be the first story that doesn't have romance in it so I'm warning you. This contains of hatred and pain so if you don't like stories like this so don't read. Also I don't hate Italy! He's one of my favorite characters but I have to use him for personal reasons. Also he may be OOC. I wrote this story based on my idea in what some or most nations would feel and go through in their daily lives.
Have you ever felt of being envious and jealous of someone because you had so many loss and that person has everything you wish to have? But what you didn't realize that
GermanyxCountry!Reader ~regret~(For whatever reason, it won't show what I italicized so I'll explain some things to avoid possible confusion. The paragraphs were it is written in the third person pov. are supposed to flashbacks while the parts written in Germany's pov. are what's happening presently... Enjoy!)More Like This
The German man heeded the call and halted to looki over his shoulder as a woman's small form practically sprinted to catch up with him. She looked to be out of breath as her cheeks took on a red flush, causing him to offhandedly wonder when was the last time she had trained. It was almost painful to watch her pant to catch her breath. "L-Ludwig...." She managed in between pants as she looked up at him, "right?"
"Ja...?" He looked down at her, wondering just how she had known his name. His human name wasn't something he handed out very lightly to people, preferring to be called by his country name by most. Only those closest to him knew his human name and as far as he knew, he had never met this wo
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