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Shame
I don’t have many friends.  Acquaintances, perhaps, but very few friends.  
Sometimes I wonder if it was due to my childhood.  I grew up hardly interacting with anyone outside my family.  I drew as close to them as to anyone, yet even that was stymied.  My brothers and cousins were all superheroes in my eyes.  They were powerful and influential; they could make their demands reality like magic. They were demigods.  From these people, I learned how to lead, but I learned little about how to relate.
I respect every action of decorum and every social nicety proper for negotiations and formal interactions.  These are Cartesian, and therefore simple.  Casual interactions are a different beast entirely.  
It wasn’t until I had reached adulthood that I was faced with these murky, confusing situations.  I hadn’t realized before then how woefully and painfully stunted I was.
Who could even think to befriend a buffoon like
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Phantom of Hetlia: N.Italy: Home
“That will be enough for today ladies.  We rehearse the second act tomorrow, bright and early.  Rest up, report back at seven o’clock, and for goodness’s sake, I want to see precision in those tour jetés!  Remember, you are dancers, not dead fish flopping around on a hook, so dance like it!  Off you go.”  
The corps de ballet sighed with relief at their dismissal.  The ballet master, Monsieur Zwingli, had been particularly harsh this rehearsal.  While an accomplished dancer himself and a skilled choreographer, it seemed the man knew nothing of softening his words, especially around his beloved art form.  However, even today, he seemed particularly acerbic and quick to snap at his pupils, which perplexed the young dancers to no end.  Exhausted, many flopped down unceremoniously to remove their aching feet from their sodden slippers.  As was the custom of the ballerinas after rehearsal, many of t
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Nyo!FinlandXSweden: Thawing the Frozen Heart Ch. 3
When the soldier awoke, he felt as though he had slept forever.   His mind was clear and sharp for the first time in ages, a welcome and strange feeling after its previously muddled state.  He opened his eyes, and was greeted with a blurry watercolor that somehow possessed sharper clarity than before.  Wearily, the man reached up to his face and rubbed his eyes.  A realization struck him.  
‘My spectacles, where are they?’
Squinting, the man turned his head to one side, attempting to catch a glimpse of his murky surroundings.  A warm rustling surprised him as he moved.  Looking down, he saw his whole body encased in a clutter of well-worn blankets and quilts.  The soldier squinted in bemused wonder.  He hadn’t dreamt it.  This place was real.  
‘Am I in Heaven?’ the soldier wondered as he grew more aware of his surroundings.   'Did I die in the snow?' His mind slowly began t
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Dark!RussiaXReader: Save Me From Myself Ch.6
“No!  I won’t let you do that!”  Ivan’s eyes grew wide, panicked at the idea I had proposed.
“Ivan, I understand you’re scared, but this is the best thing I can do to help you.  You have to trust me.”  I knew he was not going to like this idea when I first proposed it.  I had expected some resistance, some refusal, maybe even some fear.  What I had not anticipated was the desperation with which he would struggle against my plan.
“No!  You can’t!  Look what he almost did to you last time!”  
I admit that my insides shuddered at the memory, but my insistence grew no weaker.
 “Ivan, this is the best course of action to help both of you.  We need to do this.”
“No, I won’t let you put yourself in danger again.  Not with him.”  Ivan’s voice grew harsh as he grasped my arms gently but insistently. “There must be another way.
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Nyo!FinlandXSweden: Thawing the Frozen Heart Ch 2
Miles melted beneath the reindeer’s hooves as the woman urged it onward.  Frantic haste mixed with the euphoria of survival lent the whole journey the strange combination of dream-like disconnect mixed with the too-sharp detail of reality.  Time was fragmented, yet fluid.  
‘Just a little farther…’ she assured herself, ‘Just a little distance more…’
She knew these plains intimately, like old neighbors.  Her youth had been spent in both enjoyment and labor among these hills.  Every knoll, every valley, had a memory and a distinctness that she could discern even buried and blurred by winter.  Her eyes darted to the snow within the lantern’s light, searching her memories and vision for the clandestine paths that were all but invisible to one who had not been born with the smell of pine in their skin and the song of the wind in their souls.  
‘Quickly, quickly…’ whisper
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Ineptitude
I have very little experience being a woman.  My whole life, I was raised around men, and theirs were the mannerisms I learned.
 
When most girls would learn to sew or sing, I learned how to throw a solid punch and how to fight.
When most girls would learn to keep their speech demure and refined, I learned how to speak boldly and with power.
 
While most girls learned how to giggle coquettishly and bat their eyes, I learned how to maneuver troops and arrange attacks.
 
When most women learned to be women, I learned how to be a man.
 
I am a machine when it comes to battle.  In my element—in the world of men—I stand head and shoulders above all others.  No one can match me in strength, in valor, in intellect, or in cunning.  I have no peer in my world.  I am invincible, a goddess of war.
 
But outside the world of men, I am as weak and useless as a newborn lamb.
I am at once superior and inferior.  Put a gun in my hand,
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Latido (Beat)
En el pueblo, el aire se mueve
como un suspiro.
Dentro de los carros y los autobuses,
de los perros y las personas,
de las calles y la arena,
Hay movimientos, alientos, latidos del corazón.
In the town, the air moves,
like a sigh.
Between the cars and the buses,
the dogs and the people,
the streets and the sand.
There are movements, breaths, heartbeats.

Los nervios chasquen de la actividad
y baile bajo de los movimientos de pies
y las almas.
Murmura en un coro unido,
.
Nerves crackle with the activity
and dance beneath the movement of feet
and souls.
It murmurs in a united chorus,
"I live,
I live,
I live."

El coro suena en los gritos de niños,
las explosiones inesperadas del Día de San Pedro y Pablo,
las risas de amigos,
llenos de alegría y sueños.
.
The chorus sounds in the shouts of children,
the unexpected explosions of St. Peter and Paul's Day,
the laughter of friends,
filled with joy and dreams.  
"I live,
I live,
I live."

Resuena
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The Phantom of Hetalia: France: Why So Silent?
The hall went silent.  The joyous laughter and rambunctious dancing, the swirl of color and the heady music all fell to death-like quiet.  Standing at the top of the grand staircase, wreathed in smoke and fire was The Masque of Red Death.
 
“Lord, no,” I begged under my breath as I held tight to Raoul’s jacket.  “Not here, not now.”
 
François had returned.
The costume he stood in looked as though he had garbed himself in blood.  With wide-Venetian sleeves and prideful, red dancing slippers, François’ character looked like a dapper and fashionable creature—except for its face.  His whole face was covered in a skull mask.  It was so life like I thought that he had worn the head of one of his victims as a grisly trophy.  
With steps slow and deliberate as death itself, the Phantom proceeded down the staircase.  The sea of people cleared before the steady advance of the Red Death.
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SwedenXNyo!Finland: Warming the Frozen Heart Ch 1
It was a lonely night, not a living soul in sight.  The breath-stealing air sighed occasionally with a frigid gust of wind, but beyond that all was still.  Naught but the cold light of the stars gave illumination to the world that night.  All was quiet.  The snow-covered plain seemed an idyllic picture of beauty, all natural purity and blissful stillness, and so it was.  However, in the midst of the untouched, tranquil beauty, there was a single, weary dissenter to nature’s decree of silence and stillness.
It was a man.  
It was a man, tall of stature and wide of frame, marching wearily in the God-forsaken night.  This man, the lone figure in the snow, trudged doggedly onward, his boots sinking slightly into the thin shell of ice that crackled and groaned beneath his weight, threatening to drop his tired body into the depths of the snow beneath.  The man’s broad shoulders swayed perceptibly as he walked, his body’s fatigue growi
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Shattering the Mask 2p!AmericaXReader (Request)
“Come on,” I grunted quietly, straining upward for the coveted book just beyond my arm span.  “Why do they always make these shelves so high?  Don’t they know short people like to read too?”  My day at the library had been a perfect one: long, peaceful, and—above all—silent.  However, such a wonderful day had to be thwarted by the Americans with Disabilities Act failing to provide proper provisions for the vertically challenged.  My mind urged on my frantic mission, panicking as the final minutes of the hour ticked by.    I had been waiting on the brink of insanity for this book to come in for over two weeks now, and cruel fate wanted to keep me from obtaining it by placing it exactly four inches above my reach.
   
For a cruel, brief second, it looked like my prize was within my grasp.  That was, of course, when my canvas messenger bag decided to burst open and dump my previously-obtained books
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Remnents
I pulled my fingers across the gently sloping wood, tracing the grain of the inert viola.  It had been so long since my hand had done anything but touch the once familiar figure of the arching, russet instrument.  Its figure, sleek and smooth, was familiar and yet foreign.  I had both the sensation that it belonged safely under my chin and that it was alien and a stranger to my shoulder.
 
Ten years.  Ten years since I had brought a bow across this lovely instrument and released its dulcet voice to the air.  It felt like an eternity.  And yet, my fingers, my ears, my body seemed to remember in the depths of their minds how the instrument moved, how it sang and could sing.  If only I would lift the supple bow lying encased in satin only a few meager inches from my hand.  Then, it would be as if nothing had changed.
But I knew better.
 
I knew my hands were atrophied and would not make the notes run clear and smooth as they once did.
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Look to the Stars
Here we stumbled in the dark,
Blinded by the blackness stark.
 
Hands outstretched and searching still
For the light that fate did kill.
Trapped in shade and prisoners kept
Wading through the tears we wept.
Alone and lost, we cried still more
On that dark, Plutonian shore.
“Gone is light and hope and love!”
Cried we out to skies above.
But in the midst of dark and fear,
A gentle voice we all did hear.
 
“Look up, my friends,” it murmured soft,
“Look to the stars I gazed at oft.
For in their light, I’ll watch for you
And keep our friendship strong and true.”
We all looked up, and in the dark,
There was a lonely, lightened spark.
A single seed of fire bright
Had pierced the pall of endless night.
I felt a smile tinge my face,
And two more stars rose up apace.
Soon five, then ten, then hundreds more,
Stormed the dark and sorrowed shore.
Subtle light suffused the sky
And of the things we condemned to die
Hope and love and light so free
Re
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ScotlandXReader: The Eyes of a Beast
Fate.  ‘Tis a strange and winding path we follow, some blindly, others with clear and unclouded vision.  I have been known to try to help people change their fate, by means of spells, potions, and other such charms.  However, I no longer perform such tasks, not since that horrid day when I changed the fate of an entire kingdom and sentenced a family to murder most foul.  Worst of all, I brought about an evil that plagued the land for ages to come.  All because I was blind to the evil that dwelt within my beloved’s eyes.
 
It all happened far in the distant past, back when my appearance was not so haggard, nor my hair as colorless as the new-fallen snow.  It was in a time long forgotten by memory except through song and legend.  It was a time of turmoil and a time of discord, but most especially for me, it was a time when I was young and in love.
 
In that time, the whole of what is now called the British Isles was under the might
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The Phantom of Hetalia:Prussia: Learn to Be Lonely
I gazed sullenly at the dungeon that surrounded me, enshrouding me in shadow and misery.  My life—no, existence—had a heavy pall of gloom cast about it.  The candlelight that provided soft illumination seemed dull and lifeless and even the music I clung to seemed insipid and hollow.  I stroked the parchment in my hands longingly, as though I could humor it to bring me some joy or fanciful emotion, but the leaves remained inert and unsympathetic.
 
I sighed quietly as I slouched down against the stone floor.  My heart ached dully in my chest as it was wont to do these days.  Grimacing, I pressed my hand over the pain, trying to lessen it.  The pain spread through my heart and pervaded my whole body.
 I felt my head hang to my chest as the waves of hurt battered me once again.
 
Heavy tears rolled sluggishly down my cheeks.  I let them fall unheeded onto my precious sheet music.
 
How had I once existed like this, alone a
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EnglandXReader: The Lost Lady Found Ch 4
Fish, grog, and sweat assailed Arthur’s nose, and the smoky emissions of pipes seared his eyes upon opening the heavy, oaken door to the dilapidated tavern.  Looking over the dim haze of the rowdy, boisterous establishment, the young man could feel little pricks of doubt dancing along his nerves.  The tavern’s patrons consisted entirely of burly, wind-roughened sailors with a smattering of heavily-rouged, buxom ladies serving drinks.
 Arthur very distinctly felt his modest height and scholar’s build as he looked through the cacophonous crowd.
 
Facing the prospect of such a rough, crowded, and raucous atmosphere, Arthur blanched.  Instinctively, the traveler’s hand went to the silver band resting at his breast.  He traced the circlet in slow, deliberate turns of his thumb, soothing his shaken resolve.  ‘For, ________... For, _________...’ came his brief and driving mantra.  Yes, she was the reason he was at the
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Welp, classes have begun again.  So much for getting down to business and writing this summer...

Oh well, onward to the Gram negative bacteria and antibiotics!
Hey there, Sylphwriter here.

Apologies for the super long hiatus!  I've been busy with my first year of medical school, and while I have   had almost no free time I've never felt quite so at home.  Classes are hard, and I need to study my butt off, but my classmates are amazing, my professors are fantastic, and I really feel like I'm following the path I was always meant to follow. If any of you guys here are interested in what medical school is like--either for researching a piece or for any career aspirations you may have--, I'm more than happy to share my experiences. 

Regarding my writing, I've not had much time to work on it.  I've gotten stuck in my own head a lot about the quality of my work, constantly picking apart poor decisions and strange scenarios I came up with almost 8 years ago.  The net result has been some very unproductive writing in only short bursts.  I'm a bit out of shape writing-wise as a result.  I have a lot of series that remain unfinished that I would like to finish up if I can.  Since I need to prioritize a bit, I would like to ask which series you all would like for me to focus on this summer while I have some spare time, (if any of you are still interested that is). 

Glad to be back at the keyboard, and hoping you guys all have a great summer!

Until later, 

~sylphwriter24 
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  • Reading: The Three Body Problem
  • Watching: Trigun
  • Playing: The Banner Saga
  • Eating: Chocolate Ice Cream
  • Drinking: Water and a lot of it

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I am a medical student pursuing my career as a physician, but I enjoy writing in my free time. Most of my work is fan fiction, but I like to do my own pieces as well. My writing style is heavily inspired by Romantic era writers, many British novels, and myriad other novelists I find inspiring. That said, the amount of scientific writing I've needed to do has recently shifted my style, so I'm currently regaining my stylistic footing. In addition to writing, I enjoy singing, acting and playing videogames in my spare time, and I especially love to dance (though I'm quite out of practice as of late).

My favorite genres to write are historical and fantasy, but I unfortunately am still only a novice in writing my own, fully-fleshed-out stories. With some practice, I hope to get better and post more of those here.

I'm always looking to improve, so constructive criticism is always appreciated.

Thanks for coming to my page.

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Hey there, Sylphwriter here.

Apologies for the super long hiatus!  I've been busy with my first year of medical school, and while I have   had almost no free time I've never felt quite so at home.  Classes are hard, and I need to study my butt off, but my classmates are amazing, my professors are fantastic, and I really feel like I'm following the path I was always meant to follow. If any of you guys here are interested in what medical school is like--either for researching a piece or for any career aspirations you may have--, I'm more than happy to share my experiences. 

Regarding my writing, I've not had much time to work on it.  I've gotten stuck in my own head a lot about the quality of my work, constantly picking apart poor decisions and strange scenarios I came up with almost 8 years ago.  The net result has been some very unproductive writing in only short bursts.  I'm a bit out of shape writing-wise as a result.  I have a lot of series that remain unfinished that I would like to finish up if I can.  Since I need to prioritize a bit, I would like to ask which series you all would like for me to focus on this summer while I have some spare time, (if any of you are still interested that is). 

Glad to be back at the keyboard, and hoping you guys all have a great summer!

Until later, 

~sylphwriter24 
  • Listening to: Jacksepticeye Let's Plays
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  • Watching: Trigun
  • Playing: The Banner Saga
  • Eating: Chocolate Ice Cream
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Tete-DePunk Featured By Owner Edited Aug 13, 2018  Student Writer



Do you remember the Inuit-inspired version of "Beauty and the Beast" that was posted back in 2014?

It's been revised and an on-going series!

Feel free to peruse at your leisure, and thanks for encouraging me when the original was posted in'14. :huggle:
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Tete-DePunk Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2017  Student Writer
Ah, also, wanted to share, but you were interested in the series I've posted here, After That, Comes This?

Since last year, there's been major changes, including one character, Lera, being changed into an entirely different character named Luka.
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sylphwriter24 Featured By Owner Aug 2, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Yep, I've been trying to keep up on your character changes and story modifications.  It's been a fun journey watching you develop your characters.  It's like watching the behind-the-scenes footage of a film. :)
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Tete-DePunk Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2016  Student Writer
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Super Fantastic Golden Platter Cake 3D

May God bless you with a joyous birthday! Please forgive me I have no fitting gift to give you on this day. I earnestly hope I can send you a card and letter!
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sylphwriter24 Featured By Owner May 11, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you so much for the birthday wishes, Theresa!

I'm so sorry for the late reply; I've been up to my neck in finals and med school applications, but your birthday wish was such s great thing to see!
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Tete-DePunk Featured By Owner May 12, 2016  Student Writer
Dearest Allison!

How it does my heart a world of good to hear you!

Please forgive me for not being to repay you back for all you have done for me.

What did for me for Christmas, words cannot express my gratitude. My Christmas was going to be a most bleak one, and your gifts and words made it one of the best, most memorable and warm Christmases in my life! I say this with all conviction, dear friend!

How are you faring with the finals and medical school applications? Is there anyway I could help you?

Allison, you are a truly an angel in mortal's guise.

God bless and keep you well and may The Father in Heaven prosper you immensely! :pray::heart:
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sylphwriter24 Featured By Owner May 13, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Theresa,

It's great to hear from you again as well!  I'm sorry that I haven't been able to keep in contact with you so well this semester.  School has been busy, but things are going well enough.  Finals went well enough, though MCAT studying is essentially keeping finals week going.  I'm mainly trying to write my personal statement right now, and it's surprisingly frustrating!  Writing about myself in a way that stands out and still expresses why I want to be a doctor has been tougher than I expected.  If you want to help in any way, I might send you a draft once I get something half-way decent ready. 

I'm glad that you enjoyed my gift this Christmas.  It's repayment enough to know that you liked the present.  :) 

God Bless, dear! 
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UnluckyAmulet Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Happy Birthday!
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sylphwriter24 Featured By Owner May 11, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you so much!

Apologies for the late reply. I've just finished finals and I'm now in the middle of medical school applications.
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MinorFiction Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2016  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
A blessedly happy birthday to a good friend.
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