The clouds have come down to play
Here on this foggy day
Mist swirling
Twirling
Caressing my face
the Delicate lace.
A chill nips
Ghosts past my lips
Sinks to my bones
Here were I sit among stones
Strong, serene
On this day of dreams I am queen.
Germany x Reader Warm and Safe by ElvenFighter007, literature
Literature
Germany x Reader Warm and Safe
You were waiting at a street corner in your car, listening to NPR. A yellow buss lumbered into view and you moved your laptop bag and jacket off the back seat. A small blond-haired girl jumped off the bus, backpack swinging wildly in her hand. You smiled slightly as she ran over and yanked he door of your car open and hopped in smiling widely.
“Hey munchkin!” you said, shifting the car into drive and waiting for the bus to get out of the way.
“Hi Mommy” the girl chirped, bouncing up and down in the seat.
“What are you so excited about, Ally?” You asked looking into Ally’s _(your eye color)_ eyes and s
I had a bird,
A raven,
In a wicker cage.
It cawed softly at night,
Crooning the best it could,
Keeping me company in the
Dark.
And when I cried
I’d collapse next to him
And put my fingers through the bars.
Speak, whisper
Through my tears:
“Teach me to fly.
Teach me to soar through the air
And leave my troubles behind.
Teach me to throw myself at the ground
And miss.
Teach me freedom. Teach me calm.
Teach me to spread my wings.
Teach me to fly”
My raven, bless its heart
Would tilt its head
And caw softly as if to tell me:
“Flying cannot be taught, child.
Find your wings and spread them.
Jump and miss the ground.
It&rsqu
I can see little. Only the grass beneath my bare feet. They are dirt covered, as though I have been running through mud. I clench my toes and they squish into the soft ground, sludge oozing between them. I am wearing a white dress. It is soft, and light. It feels almost as though I am wearing nothing at all. The skirt flutters as an invisible breeze catches it. There is mist. So much mist. Walls of mist surround me, oppress me. I cannot breath. Tendrils skate across my skin, leaving goose bumps in their wake. I exhale slowly, loudly. An unseen branch from an unseen place snaps. The snap resounds all around me, deafening me. My heart begins to
I used to have a teddy bear. I always believed that while I slept, the teddy bear, which I had lovingly named Rosa, would jump out of my arms. She would stand guard by me, fighting the bad dreams that tried to come to me and the monsters that tried to harm me. She rarely failed in her charge. When I woke up, she would quickly jump back into my arms and become motionless, appearing to the entire world to be just an immobile stuffed animal. She was more. I used to carry her everywhere. I never left the house without her. She was my guardian, my protector. When she wasn't near me, I felt vulnerable, alone. My father thought I was too big for a s
For my friends, each and every one
I would do anything, everything
To save them, to be with them
Or even just to see them
Swim the seven seas
Forever just to reach them
(Although I don't know how to swim
For I was never taught)
Give up my life for them
For they are always
Infinitely
So much better than I
Slaughter as many as I had to
Tens, hundreds, thousands, millions
To reach them
To protect them
All of this I would do
Without regard for me
For they are all worth my life
And so much more besides
And then I have to wonder,
Though I hate myself for doing so
Would they ever do the same for me?
Would they?
Would they?
I asked my mother when I was younger why we close our eyes to sleep at night. She said that it was because so many years ago, before her mother was born, or even her mother's mother, the stars' light would keep people up at night, and so they closed their eyes so it would be darker. I looked outside later that night and ran to my mother. "But mommy" I complained in my little girl voice, "the stars aren't bright at all. You can almost not see them." My mother told me to go to sleep, and I did. The whole next day, I worried about the stars that were growing darker, that were losing their shimmer, their light, their hope. That children's wishes
Romano x Reader Frustrations by ElvenFighter007, literature
Literature
Romano x Reader Frustrations
"Lovi! Oh Lovi-chan!" You called up the stairs.
"Don't call me that!" Romano called beck down the stairs, appearing at the top of them. "What do you want?"
"It's not what I want, it's what you want. Like this, for instance?" you pulled a luscious red tomato from behind your back. Romano's eyes widened. He came down the stairs slowly, eyes on the tomato. You started backing away from him, faster and faster until you were both running around the house. Unfortunately for you, Romano had longer legs and he soon caught up to you. He tackled you to the ground, cursing all the while. You gave him the tomato with one hand and smacked him upside the
Prussia x Reader Most Powerful Words by ElvenFighter007, literature
Literature
Prussia x Reader Most Powerful Words
Gilbert watched you round the corner. It was now or never. He leaned in to kiss the girl next to him, watching you out of the corner of his eye. You froze in your tracks, horrified. You seemed unable to tear your eyes away from the terrible scene. After all, you had loved to Prussian for so long, but you had never made a move… and now…. Tears leaked out of your eyes and you turned, fleeing from the afterimage of Gilbert with his hands wrapped around some other girl, her hands in his silver hair. As soon as you were out of sight, Gilbert tore himself out of the girl's grip and slipped her a twenty dollar bill. You were bawling by the time you
Screams
Yells
Shouts
People
Falling
Dying
Shots
Fired
Returned
Dust
Smoke
Gas
Enemies
Friends
Leaders
Running
Advancing
Retreating
Pain
Blinding
Extreme
Death
Swift
Black
Life
Precious
Beautiful
Gone
The clouds have come down to play
Here on this foggy day
Mist swirling
Twirling
Caressing my face
the Delicate lace.
A chill nips
Ghosts past my lips
Sinks to my bones
Here were I sit among stones
Strong, serene
On this day of dreams I am queen.
Germany x Reader Warm and Safe by ElvenFighter007, literature
Literature
Germany x Reader Warm and Safe
You were waiting at a street corner in your car, listening to NPR. A yellow buss lumbered into view and you moved your laptop bag and jacket off the back seat. A small blond-haired girl jumped off the bus, backpack swinging wildly in her hand. You smiled slightly as she ran over and yanked he door of your car open and hopped in smiling widely.
“Hey munchkin!” you said, shifting the car into drive and waiting for the bus to get out of the way.
“Hi Mommy” the girl chirped, bouncing up and down in the seat.
“What are you so excited about, Ally?” You asked looking into Ally’s _(your eye color)_ eyes and s
I had a bird,
A raven,
In a wicker cage.
It cawed softly at night,
Crooning the best it could,
Keeping me company in the
Dark.
And when I cried
I’d collapse next to him
And put my fingers through the bars.
Speak, whisper
Through my tears:
“Teach me to fly.
Teach me to soar through the air
And leave my troubles behind.
Teach me to throw myself at the ground
And miss.
Teach me freedom. Teach me calm.
Teach me to spread my wings.
Teach me to fly”
My raven, bless its heart
Would tilt its head
And caw softly as if to tell me:
“Flying cannot be taught, child.
Find your wings and spread them.
Jump and miss the ground.
It&rsqu
I can see little. Only the grass beneath my bare feet. They are dirt covered, as though I have been running through mud. I clench my toes and they squish into the soft ground, sludge oozing between them. I am wearing a white dress. It is soft, and light. It feels almost as though I am wearing nothing at all. The skirt flutters as an invisible breeze catches it. There is mist. So much mist. Walls of mist surround me, oppress me. I cannot breath. Tendrils skate across my skin, leaving goose bumps in their wake. I exhale slowly, loudly. An unseen branch from an unseen place snaps. The snap resounds all around me, deafening me. My heart begins to
I used to have a teddy bear. I always believed that while I slept, the teddy bear, which I had lovingly named Rosa, would jump out of my arms. She would stand guard by me, fighting the bad dreams that tried to come to me and the monsters that tried to harm me. She rarely failed in her charge. When I woke up, she would quickly jump back into my arms and become motionless, appearing to the entire world to be just an immobile stuffed animal. She was more. I used to carry her everywhere. I never left the house without her. She was my guardian, my protector. When she wasn't near me, I felt vulnerable, alone. My father thought I was too big for a s
For my friends, each and every one
I would do anything, everything
To save them, to be with them
Or even just to see them
Swim the seven seas
Forever just to reach them
(Although I don't know how to swim
For I was never taught)
Give up my life for them
For they are always
Infinitely
So much better than I
Slaughter as many as I had to
Tens, hundreds, thousands, millions
To reach them
To protect them
All of this I would do
Without regard for me
For they are all worth my life
And so much more besides
And then I have to wonder,
Though I hate myself for doing so
Would they ever do the same for me?
Would they?
Would they?
I asked my mother when I was younger why we close our eyes to sleep at night. She said that it was because so many years ago, before her mother was born, or even her mother's mother, the stars' light would keep people up at night, and so they closed their eyes so it would be darker. I looked outside later that night and ran to my mother. "But mommy" I complained in my little girl voice, "the stars aren't bright at all. You can almost not see them." My mother told me to go to sleep, and I did. The whole next day, I worried about the stars that were growing darker, that were losing their shimmer, their light, their hope. That children's wishes
Romano x Reader Frustrations by ElvenFighter007, literature
Literature
Romano x Reader Frustrations
"Lovi! Oh Lovi-chan!" You called up the stairs.
"Don't call me that!" Romano called beck down the stairs, appearing at the top of them. "What do you want?"
"It's not what I want, it's what you want. Like this, for instance?" you pulled a luscious red tomato from behind your back. Romano's eyes widened. He came down the stairs slowly, eyes on the tomato. You started backing away from him, faster and faster until you were both running around the house. Unfortunately for you, Romano had longer legs and he soon caught up to you. He tackled you to the ground, cursing all the while. You gave him the tomato with one hand and smacked him upside the
Prussia x Reader Most Powerful Words by ElvenFighter007, literature
Literature
Prussia x Reader Most Powerful Words
Gilbert watched you round the corner. It was now or never. He leaned in to kiss the girl next to him, watching you out of the corner of his eye. You froze in your tracks, horrified. You seemed unable to tear your eyes away from the terrible scene. After all, you had loved to Prussian for so long, but you had never made a move… and now…. Tears leaked out of your eyes and you turned, fleeing from the afterimage of Gilbert with his hands wrapped around some other girl, her hands in his silver hair. As soon as you were out of sight, Gilbert tore himself out of the girl's grip and slipped her a twenty dollar bill. You were bawling by the time you
Screams
Yells
Shouts
People
Falling
Dying
Shots
Fired
Returned
Dust
Smoke
Gas
Enemies
Friends
Leaders
Running
Advancing
Retreating
Pain
Blinding
Extreme
Death
Swift
Black
Life
Precious
Beautiful
Gone
Get Back In Bed (ClintxReader) One-Shot by PhoenixAngel7, literature
Literature
Get Back In Bed (ClintxReader) One-Shot
You were having a very pleasant dream. One where you were walking in a sunflower field with wind that tickled your skin and made your (h/c) hair flow gently. The sunflowers swayed with the wind, creating a yellow sea of waves. The sky was a big, bright bowl of blue with white, fluffy clouds that reminded you of whipped cream.
The dream could have gone on forever if it weren't for your stupid alarm clock.
You slammed your fist on it, wondering why you had set your alarm clock on a Saturday. The answer dawned on you when you realized that you had a date with your best friend today. You were supposed to go shopping with her even though you ha
on seeking solace in strangers by grew-up-a-screw-up, literature
Literature
on seeking solace in strangers
And she felt like home
her arms gave
way to the sand
castle of her
chest,
she was
inexplicable
and
obscene
and
vulgar
and
i loved her for it
i knew
she was a dragon
of a girl
even with
charcoal creases
beneath her eyes
and smudged
vowels
l
e
a
k
i
n
g
from the corners
of her lips
like a faulty tap
to me she was beautiful
like those obscure
lapses in time
at 3.25 AM
with her legs
stretched across the
window sill
smoking my cigarettes
as she let her words
fold themselves
into the quiet
s p a c e s
around us
she still sparkled
with this rebellious
twinkle in her eyes
and
{~~~Win a little dragon necklace!RESULTS~~~} by AlviaAlcedo, journal
{~~~Win a little dragon necklace!RESULTS~~~}
Here are the lucky persons (:
RESULTS:
Lucky numbers:
765 IgnoTung (https://www.deviantart.com/ignotung) - will receive the little cute dragon necklace for me (:
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+a sketch from me, because I see a journal about my raffle on her page (:
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And big thanks to all my watchers, who answered in this journal! :hug:
I didn't expected, that I will receive so many answers (:
I'm sure, later I will make another giveaway ^^
I used the listing of deviants, who :+favs: this journal for 2014-03-28 18:05:28 UTC
(Later the amount of :+favs: can be changed, so I adde
The Devil Smiles: Part 1 by QuirkyCuriousBex, literature
Literature
The Devil Smiles: Part 1
I.
The first memory I have of my older brother is of him fishing me out of a pool. I don’t remember if I jumped in or if I was pushed—all I remember is I couldn’t swim and I was thrashing around thinking I was going to die, when out of nowhere, I felt someone grab my arm and pull me, coughing and choking, to the surface. “It’s okay, buddy,” he said. “I gotcha.”
The memory’s remote. Nothing comes before and nothing comes after until years later. I used to suspect it was just a dream, until my brother brought it up. He was on a date and I was sitting in the backseat of his car because our
please, don't tell me how beautiful it is that i've parted my thighs like the sea.
because there is nothing pretty about the tears in last nights dinner, or the way my hands shake around silverware. i am not poetry, but a language lost --in the spaces where flesh used to occupy lies everything i needed to say, kept as the only thing i could ever bear to swallow. if you try to write sonnets about the scars on my knuckles or the arch of my ribs, i will tell you in nine syllables less that this is more than abstinence and foggy reflections. i will tell you how my little sister can carry me in her arms like a child, and how my father can hardly
Kiss With A Fist (TonyxReader) One-Shot by PhoenixAngel7, literature
Literature
Kiss With A Fist (TonyxReader) One-Shot
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZOBRbVCJL4
You were just sitting around in the living room of Stark Tower, enjoying yourself a cup of hot chocolate and currently lying in the arms of your beloved boyfriend. Tony was watching TV as well as playing some games on his phone. Everything appeared to be peaceful but there were a couple of things going on in your mind. You needed to talk to Tony about something and you figured that now would be great. You sat up and faced him, setting aside your cup of hot chocolate. He looked at you puzzled and could tell that something was on your mind right now. That’s why he turned down the TV.
“Tony
ATTENTION! I AM BACK! MY WRITERS BLOCK IS OVER! (ISH). the FRUK fic has been postponed. i have no inpiration. I am currently doing an america x reader, and then i will return to this list. I promise.
OK! So this is my list of requests. Please leave a comment below or on one of my works if you have a request. Any Hetalia character reader insert or any hetalia pairing is fair game. My requests:
FrUk
Switzerland x Reader
Pirate!England x Reader
England x Reader x France
That is all.
Shoo.
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