An Open Letter to You by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
An Open Letter to You
Dear You,
I’m not really sure where to start this. I can’t help but think of how you’ve always believed me to be strong. Well, I’m not sure how strong I am when I’m writing this but not actually intending to give it to you. I think if I tried to say these things in person I would break down. I would let you back in, and I don’t know if that’s the best thing for me. I might actually break next time.
I guess everything started out freshman year. We got close. We spent damn near 4 years next to each other. We smiled, cried, and laughed together: weekend band trips, sleepovers, and deep discussions abou
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch.8 by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch.8
~Golden Slumbers~
[Name]’s vision had gone nearly white with pain. She almost hadn’t felt the scream rip itself from her throat as she collapsed to her knees, her hands clutching at her stomach. Something was terribly wrong.
“[Name]![Name]!”Panicked cries seeped into her clouded mind past the white-hot pain.
The girl could do little but gasp, “Hospital,” before her vision faded to black.
~Timeskip~
Allistor had never been this panicked. Not when Arthur had broken his arm jumping off the monkey bars, not when he had wrecked the family car, not even when [Name] had first run away. Something was very, ver
FrancexReader Drabble by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
FrancexReader Drabble
François couldn’t quite tell whether it was the icy rain or his hot tears on his cheeks, and, to be perfectly honest, he didn’t care. It didn’t matter anymore. His mind was in a state of shock, one thought running through his head over and over, like a record on loop.
His breath came in short gasps, the air almost like a knife in his chest as he ran. He wasn’t quite sure where he was headed, but as he surfaced from his mental stupor, he began to take in some of the scenery. He was on Arthur’s side of town.
Yes, Arthur would know. Arthur always had a plan. He would go see Arthur.
It was as if his legs had
Germany x Reader Home by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
Germany x Reader Home
To be quite blunt, she wasn’t the type of girl he would’ve picked for himself. Seriousness and a businesslike temperament were usually what he looked for in a relationship. He, in general, had very little patience for the so-called “free spirits” of the world. But her carefree attitude had caught his attention. How couldn’t it have? She seemed almost like a negative image of the German man she had claimed as a paramour. He would have never guessed she would have been the one to make him feel so… complete and whole. It was almost as if she had fallen from heaven in order to make him aware of the wonder and b
RomanoxReader Dancing Was the Right Prescription by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
RomanoxReader Dancing Was the Right Prescription
He didn’t know why he had taken the job. He hated the music, the bar smoke made him cough the entire time, and all of the people pissed him off. But it paid the bills, so he usually didn’t ‘t complain too much, as long as he wasn’t forced to play that song: “Mambo Italiano”. Unfortunately for the musician, “Mambo Italiano” was the last song in his set nearly every night.
The brunet shook his head, causing a thin, curly strand of hair sticking up on the right side of his head to bounce. ‘Come on, Lovino. Keep it together. Just three more songs and you can go get smashed with Toni.’
Inu!AmericaxReader Heartbeat That Keeps Me Here... by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
Inu!AmericaxReader Heartbeat That Keeps Me Here...
Hmmm?
A tickling sensation on my nose slowly pulled me out of my deep sleep. I rubbed my nose and rolled over trying to ease myself back to sleep. I nuzzled myself into the comfortably warm pillow lying next to me. The pillow moved to accommodate my weight and then snuffled my hair gently.
My eyes shot open. My pillow had just sniffed my hair? And was warm…. And looked like a well built male chest?!?
“Alfred Foster Jones! What have I told you about getting in bed with me while I’m sleeping?” I smacked the blonde man gently on the head as I sat up. This was the third time this week. Honestly, I couldn’t under
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 7 by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 7
~Hey Jude~
[Name] took a deep breath and gripped the hand of the man next to her a little tighter. She didn’t know just how she was going to be able to do this...
“Calm doon lassie! Aam here. It'll all be fine.” The redhead next to her gave her hand a reassuring squeeze as he led her into the the apartment building. He began to lead her to the stairs before he suddenly stopped to face her. “Umm, are ye supposed tae... Ah was jist wonderin'... Can ye climb...?”
The man’s awkwardness and obvious worry made the girl burst into laughter. She continued chuckling as she pulled the man toward the elevator and p
Uk BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 6 by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
Uk BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 6
~If I Fell~
“Al-Allistor?” The [hair color] girl’s shock and nervousness were painfully obvious to the Scottish man standing in front of her. The color drained from her cheeks and she began to shake slightly.
“[Name], do you know this guy?”
Allistor looked away from his beloved lass’ face to see the weird looking blond guy putting an arm around [Name]’s waist possessively. The red-headed Scot glared at the other man, sizing him up. His dark-rimmed green eyes took in the way [Name]’s cheeks darkened at the familiar contact. He silently pull his outstretched hand back as he watched the way she
AmericaxReader Bring Me Back My Heart by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader Bring Me Back My Heart
It had been years since she had last seen him, and yet her final memory of him was still as fresh as if he had left yesterday…
‘You big jerk!’
‘But, [Name]!’
‘No buts! I know you’re leaving, but I’m still angry…’ The [hair colored] girl glared at the man standing in front of her. She remained motionless as he moved to hug her, his muscular arms circling her rigid body. She tried to remain stony as he buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled gently.
‘I’m going to miss you, [Name].’
And she said nothing…
She couldn’t even remember the
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 5 by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 5
~I Want to Hold Your Hand~
A few months had passed since [Name]’s disappearance. Allistor was inconsolable; his drinking had hit an all- time high. He was depressed. The people who had known the fiery red-head would be shocked to see how different he had become. He was also much more irritable; he would start fights over nothing. After his fights, he would break down and sob for the rest of the night. He had also lost the job he had had when [Name] lived with the brothers.
He had gotten a low paying job at one of the local supermarkets. It wasn’t as close to his home as his other job had been, but Allistor couldn’t have ca
An Open Letter to You by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
An Open Letter to You
Dear You,
I’m not really sure where to start this. I can’t help but think of how you’ve always believed me to be strong. Well, I’m not sure how strong I am when I’m writing this but not actually intending to give it to you. I think if I tried to say these things in person I would break down. I would let you back in, and I don’t know if that’s the best thing for me. I might actually break next time.
I guess everything started out freshman year. We got close. We spent damn near 4 years next to each other. We smiled, cried, and laughed together: weekend band trips, sleepovers, and deep discussions abou
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch.8 by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch.8
~Golden Slumbers~
[Name]’s vision had gone nearly white with pain. She almost hadn’t felt the scream rip itself from her throat as she collapsed to her knees, her hands clutching at her stomach. Something was terribly wrong.
“[Name]![Name]!”Panicked cries seeped into her clouded mind past the white-hot pain.
The girl could do little but gasp, “Hospital,” before her vision faded to black.
~Timeskip~
Allistor had never been this panicked. Not when Arthur had broken his arm jumping off the monkey bars, not when he had wrecked the family car, not even when [Name] had first run away. Something was very, ver
FrancexReader Drabble by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
FrancexReader Drabble
François couldn’t quite tell whether it was the icy rain or his hot tears on his cheeks, and, to be perfectly honest, he didn’t care. It didn’t matter anymore. His mind was in a state of shock, one thought running through his head over and over, like a record on loop.
His breath came in short gasps, the air almost like a knife in his chest as he ran. He wasn’t quite sure where he was headed, but as he surfaced from his mental stupor, he began to take in some of the scenery. He was on Arthur’s side of town.
Yes, Arthur would know. Arthur always had a plan. He would go see Arthur.
It was as if his legs had
Germany x Reader Home by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
Germany x Reader Home
To be quite blunt, she wasn’t the type of girl he would’ve picked for himself. Seriousness and a businesslike temperament were usually what he looked for in a relationship. He, in general, had very little patience for the so-called “free spirits” of the world. But her carefree attitude had caught his attention. How couldn’t it have? She seemed almost like a negative image of the German man she had claimed as a paramour. He would have never guessed she would have been the one to make him feel so… complete and whole. It was almost as if she had fallen from heaven in order to make him aware of the wonder and b
RomanoxReader Dancing Was the Right Prescription by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
RomanoxReader Dancing Was the Right Prescription
He didn’t know why he had taken the job. He hated the music, the bar smoke made him cough the entire time, and all of the people pissed him off. But it paid the bills, so he usually didn’t ‘t complain too much, as long as he wasn’t forced to play that song: “Mambo Italiano”. Unfortunately for the musician, “Mambo Italiano” was the last song in his set nearly every night.
The brunet shook his head, causing a thin, curly strand of hair sticking up on the right side of his head to bounce. ‘Come on, Lovino. Keep it together. Just three more songs and you can go get smashed with Toni.’
Inu!AmericaxReader Heartbeat That Keeps Me Here... by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
Inu!AmericaxReader Heartbeat That Keeps Me Here...
Hmmm?
A tickling sensation on my nose slowly pulled me out of my deep sleep. I rubbed my nose and rolled over trying to ease myself back to sleep. I nuzzled myself into the comfortably warm pillow lying next to me. The pillow moved to accommodate my weight and then snuffled my hair gently.
My eyes shot open. My pillow had just sniffed my hair? And was warm…. And looked like a well built male chest?!?
“Alfred Foster Jones! What have I told you about getting in bed with me while I’m sleeping?” I smacked the blonde man gently on the head as I sat up. This was the third time this week. Honestly, I couldn’t under
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 7 by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 7
~Hey Jude~
[Name] took a deep breath and gripped the hand of the man next to her a little tighter. She didn’t know just how she was going to be able to do this...
“Calm doon lassie! Aam here. It'll all be fine.” The redhead next to her gave her hand a reassuring squeeze as he led her into the the apartment building. He began to lead her to the stairs before he suddenly stopped to face her. “Umm, are ye supposed tae... Ah was jist wonderin'... Can ye climb...?”
The man’s awkwardness and obvious worry made the girl burst into laughter. She continued chuckling as she pulled the man toward the elevator and p
Uk BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 6 by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
Uk BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 6
~If I Fell~
“Al-Allistor?” The [hair color] girl’s shock and nervousness were painfully obvious to the Scottish man standing in front of her. The color drained from her cheeks and she began to shake slightly.
“[Name], do you know this guy?”
Allistor looked away from his beloved lass’ face to see the weird looking blond guy putting an arm around [Name]’s waist possessively. The red-headed Scot glared at the other man, sizing him up. His dark-rimmed green eyes took in the way [Name]’s cheeks darkened at the familiar contact. He silently pull his outstretched hand back as he watched the way she
AmericaxReader Bring Me Back My Heart by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader Bring Me Back My Heart
It had been years since she had last seen him, and yet her final memory of him was still as fresh as if he had left yesterday…
‘You big jerk!’
‘But, [Name]!’
‘No buts! I know you’re leaving, but I’m still angry…’ The [hair colored] girl glared at the man standing in front of her. She remained motionless as he moved to hug her, his muscular arms circling her rigid body. She tried to remain stony as he buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled gently.
‘I’m going to miss you, [Name].’
And she said nothing…
She couldn’t even remember the
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 5 by hetaliarocksmysoxoff, literature
Literature
UK BrothersxReader She's Leaving Home Ch. 5
~I Want to Hold Your Hand~
A few months had passed since [Name]’s disappearance. Allistor was inconsolable; his drinking had hit an all- time high. He was depressed. The people who had known the fiery red-head would be shocked to see how different he had become. He was also much more irritable; he would start fights over nothing. After his fights, he would break down and sob for the rest of the night. He had also lost the job he had had when [Name] lived with the brothers.
He had gotten a low paying job at one of the local supermarkets. It wasn’t as close to his home as his other job had been, but Allistor couldn’t have ca
Netherlands x Reader: Bad Habits by InsanityVixen, literature
Literature
Netherlands x Reader: Bad Habits
Tim
-x-
“You should quit you know.”
As per usual, the only response you received was a noncommittal grunt, accompanied by another exhalation of wispy smoke as Tim held the cancer-stick between his lips. You sighed, resigning yourself to yet another failed attempt at convincing your friend to quit his bad habit. The was a time where you would have tried pleading with the older male, begging even, but after several years it had finally sunk in that such tactics were ineffective.
Tim was a family friend, one who had been a part of your life for as long as you could remember. When you were younger he was the big brother you’d
She'll swish her hips and pout her lips, at the handsome man that will walk through the door at a quarter after 9 tonight. He'll drink it up and blush, and then he'll buy her a drink. They'll laugh for awhile, they'll flirt for a bit. They'll both slowly, and slyly try to move a bit closer to one another. He'll compliment her hair, she'll touch his arm and giggle. When she turns to light a cigarette, he'll slip his arm over the back of her chair. He'll smile at her beauty, he will be wondering what her skin feels like, what her hair smells like. She will blush when she realizes he is staring. They will sit in silence, their hands will be an i
Online Dating: The Older Man! by shelleypalmer, literature
Literature
Online Dating: The Older Man!
For many years I have delayed, but now I’m tired of waiting,
For now I feel mature enough, to tackle online dating
I think I must be honest, and say it’s been a while,
Since last I had a lady friend, but here goes with my profile:
I'm mostly known as Horace, but I've never liked this name,
I've changed it now to Boris, though it does sound much the same!
I think I’m almost five foot tall - was six foot but I'm shrinking,
But never mind, for short is cute - at least that's what I'm thinking!
I like my hair to be au naturale, which means that I am bald,
Well, if I'm to be quite honest, it's just part of growing old,
I have
Floriography (Netherlands x Reader) by UnluckyAmulet, literature
Literature
Floriography (Netherlands x Reader)
You certainly weren't expecting to see a flower on your front porch that unremarkable morning, but there it was.
Pouring yourself a coffee and trying to manage your impressive bed-head, you had only been half-awake in the sun-bleached kitchen when something caught your eye as you stared listlessly out of the window, vaguely appreciative of the sunny skies and slowly-blooming plants finally rousing themselves from a winter slumber. It's a pleasant change from grey skies, at the very least. What attracted your attention, though, was a flickering of red that kept darting in and out of the frame of the kitchen window. It was moving too quickly f
Veritatem Dilexi (Sherlock x Reader) by UnluckyAmulet, literature
Literature
Veritatem Dilexi (Sherlock x Reader)
As the door slams hard enough to shake the frame of the entrance, Sherlock's forehead creases. He can feel John's eyes on him from across the room, like tiny insects digging into his epidermis. Bearable, but annoying.
"Nice, well done." John says, voice thick with sarcasm and the lightest coating of disappointment. He didn’t bother with shock or annoyance any more, it was tiring.
Sherlock hated that tone.
He scoffed out loud, but he knew he wasn't fooling John, not this time. He knew something he had said had just triggered that response, that outrage, from you, but you usually shrugged off his more tactless remarks after growing use
The Park and Cats GREECE X CHUBBY READER by princess-shy-fox, literature
Literature
The Park and Cats GREECE X CHUBBY READER
______ woke up in the late morning and sighed. She got some breakfast and said to herself “Now, to the park.” She groaned to herself. “But I don't wanna!” Her mother's words were in her head, even after she moved out 'but you'll get a husband if you lose weight!'
She sighed. “I guess she's right.” She put on shorts, a tank top, a sports bra and some sneakers. Yes, this was the second week she has to jog at least around the park. And she dreaded every time she had to on the weekend, at least during the weekend, even though she slept at work, no one had to see her jog. But now, many people were waking up and
First Kiss: Sherlock x Reader (request) by ironicbee7, literature
Literature
First Kiss: Sherlock x Reader (request)
Pulse rate increased, cheeks reddened and pupils dilated. Sherlock deduced all this as he placed his hand on your knee. He looked at you, his blue eyes taking in everything; your (h/c) messy plait, the pushed up sleeves of your jumper, the slightly chipped nail varnish on your toes that was just visible as you sat crossed legged on the sofa. You were engrossed in a television programme and he gently squeezed your knee again producing the same response from your body.
“Hmm, what do you want?”
Your eyes remained firmly fixed on the screen yet your head tilted slightly towards him. Sherlock did not respond but continued to look at
There are some people who are getting too fake here on dA. They only want posts, comments, or to see how many friends they can get. So let's see who will actually re-post this. This is a test to see who's paying attention. This is a test to see how many people in my friend list actually pay attention. Copy and re-post in your own bulletin Let's see who the true friends are... Re-post this if you are a friend... Don't reply... Just copy and paste this in a new journal as "Fake Friends."
And the eighteenth bell chimes
Ringing in the death knell of my innocence
Gone is what I have always been, the only person I have ever know how to be
Legally, I am what I will be forever
Legally, I should know all
Legally, I know how to take care of myself
Physically, I am ready
Physically, I can give life to another
Physically, I am grown
But emotionally, i am scared
But emotionally, i don’t know what i’m doing or where i’m going
But emotionally, i am lost
Who am i?
Where am i?
Hello?
How can i possibly go if i don’t have a map?
How can i possibly know if i don’t recognize myself?