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A Sovereignty Days TaleTitle: A Sovereignty Days Tale
Word Count: 1148
World: The Duchy of Saint-Germaine
Main Characters: Pashmina, Grande Duke Alexander Saint-Germaine, mention of Christophe Babtiste & Bastian Castille
Rating: Teen for Pashmina’s profession as well as implied naughtiness.
Summary: The Grande Duke and his beloved kitten decide to go to the Capital to spend some time celebrating Sovereign Days. Alexander invites his friends.
Author’s note: Madrona is a post apocalyptic world, set mainly in Europe, in what is a new renaissance. Pashmina is a kitten which is a high class prostitute. Alexander is patron, which means he either owns a kitten for a set period of time, or bought out the kitten’s contract completely, so if that were the case, if the kitten wanted to, they would be free to leave and be their own person, should they tired of their patron or the patron tires of them. They generally go on to opening a brothel of their own after wa
Chrys' Secret Santa FicTitle: I Can’t Explain
Type of gift: Fic
Rating: PG 13
Chars/Pairs: Germany/Italy, Prussia, Romano, Spain
Word Count: 1911
Summary: Germany kisses Italy, taking him completely by surprise. Italy, being Italy, beats a hasty retreat. Can their friendship survive?
Author’s notes: Thanks to my beta, Jen for reading this over for me.
Got a feeling inside (Can't explain)
It's a certain kind (Can't explain)
I feel hot and cold (Can't explain)
Yeah, down in my soul, yeah (Can't explain)
I said ... (Can't explain)
I'm feeling good now, yeah, but (Can't explain)
Dizzy in the head and I'm feeling blue
The things you've said, well, maybe they're true
I'm gettin' funny dreams again and again
I know what it means, but
I think it's love
Try to say it to you
When I feel blue…
From I Can’t Explain by Peter Denis Blandfor Townshend
“Hey, Germ-” Italy began, when
Prima BallerinaTitle: Prima Ballerina
Chars/Pairs: Anya (Russia)/Nikolai (Belarus)
Warnings: Nyo!talia characters used
Word Count: 724
Summary: Anya dances in the studio by herself, reliving the past…
Anya Braginskaya tied her pointe shoes, before pulling on her leg warmers. The dance studio was cold and she shivered as she tied her wrap-sweater tighter. Getting up, Anya made her way gracefully to the barre and warmed up. As she stood en pointe she glanced into the floor length mirror at herself. A brief smile flitted across her lips as she turned towards the side. Standing perpendicular to the mirror, Anya let go of the barre and slowly danced across the floor. She remembered the greats she had danced with like Nijinky, Baryshnikov, Godunov, and Nureyev to name a few, some of which had defected to the West
There were new faces now, with names like Tsiskaridze, Vasiliev, who now danced in the West, and Ovcharenko. While they danced in roles
America x Reader: Manhattan
Fall of 1922, Manhattan
I loved him.
That was a fact known to the entire Island of Manhattan, (Name) loved Alfred F. Jones. It was the single truth in my life that I would always be sure of. I could forget my entire identity and if I were to simply glance upon his face, I would know. If my life were to end at this very moment, the only thing I would need to know was that Alfred was safe and happy, and I would embrace death with open arms. For I was madly in love with Alfred F. Jones, and he was in love with me.
I could see it in the way his eyes glowed when he saw me, how his hand would always twitch nervously before holding mine, how his face flushed a beautiful pink when he complimented me, how he whispered sweet nothings into my ear as I drifted off in his arms, the way he glared at any other man who dared to try to make a move on me, when he would buy a carriage to carry us through the city because he knows I miss the times when nothing but horses and carts trotted along N
Tsundere!America x Tsundere!ReaderTsundere!America x Tsundere!Reader: It does not mean I like you or anything...!
"[Name], I can see in your eyes that you totally like Alfred!" Your best friend, [Best Friend's Name] teased. "I mean, look at all your endless fights! Opposite attracts! Knowing Alfred is somewhat cheerful and you the more serious one through some points, but both of you had somethings in common like liking the same sports, and your Love and Hate attitude towards each other," she nudged. "To put it in simplicity, both of you are Tsundere for each other!"
You rolled your eyes, hearing all the chanting of [Best Friend's Name] about your attitude towards Alfred. Some of it were true, like your endless fight. But it's because he is the one who starts it. And it's the teacher's fault for making me sit beside that jerk. You grumbled in that thought. Then, when you heard that 'Love and Hate' thing, you started to protest. "What the fuck-?! No I don't! He is fucking bullshit, so why would I like him?!" You
Soul X Reader ~ Prom
Soul was currently with BlackStar and Kid in the hallway of his apartment. They were standing next to Maka's bedroom door, listening in on the conversation with the girls. Prom was in a few hours. Of course the boys were already prepared, but the girls were taking their time. Each girl got the full attention of all the others as to what to do for her hair, make up, dress, shoes, and everything in between. Currently, (Name) was sat on the bed in the skinny jeans and t-shirt she arrived in with her (style) hair hanging normally on her shoulders. She was the last one that needed to get ready. Blair was looking through the three foot high pile of dresses for her to wear.
"What kind of dress do you want, (Name)?" She asked happily.
The girl hesitated, "Something that will remind everyone that I'm actually a girl." Ever since anyone could remember, (Name's) wardrobe consisted of skinny jeans, sneakers, and t-shirts, with the occasionally
Cuba x Reader - Sleep on your own|| don’t talk
“I will always be with you.”
The air hung peacefully as earth’s sky became a darker shade of blue. Illuminated houses from windows afar shined like a million stars, some disappearing as they turned out the lights. Noises from down below in streets were mere whispers as the night hushed them to sleep in a gentle cycle. The moon was blazed down onto the sleeping city, now the only light shining on this blissful night of tranquillity. Restless bodies were snuggled in blankets like animals in hibernation, resting until winter had faded away. The unexpected sound of a suppressed cry echoed through the roads from an open window, cracking the pleasant silence but unbeknownst to the tired souls of the city to be heard.
|| oh in the strangest dreams
walking by your side
Cuba was in disarray.
Spending all his hours in the house, he kept himself locked away from the world and its beauty. He hadn’t eaten or
(A/N: Yeah, so, I recently got into Hetalia, and those CountryxReader stories are awesome. So I want to do the same, and this is my first! Enjoy!)
(Name) had retired to bed early after dinner, declining her lover's offer to watch a movie before bed. It wasn't that she wanted to, she just...well...didn't feel very good. There was a pain in (Name)'s stomach, one she couldn't bare.
"Ugh..." grumbled (Name), her hand rubbing her tummy. "I had too much (Favorite meal)..."
"Ees zat so?" a voice said, starling (Name).
(Name) sat up, her eyes shifting in the darkness. The bed squeaked, and (Name) could feel someone crawling towards her.
"Francis?" she called.
"Oui," the blond man replied. "Eet ees moi."
(Name) smiled slightly, her eyes adjusting to the darkness and finally seeing her lover slipping under the covers beside her.
"Sorry we had to skip the movie because of me," (Name) said sheepishly. Her cheeks grew warm. "My stomach...I'll make it up, I promise."
Life: Repeated 21
A week later I was feeling a bit better. The soreness from Dr. Dick attacking me was finally gone. Luckily nothing broke. I sat up and winced as my back was sore. I stood and stretched slowly. I sighed as I laid in the dark of my room. I was too lazy to turn on the light. The night I was attacked I noticed my clock projects the time onto the ceiling. Kinda cool I think. Right now it reads 7: 45 AM. I sat up slowly not wanting to wake Devina. She was still sleeping inside me and I knew that if she woke I’d be kicked for hours. Even though I love her, I don’t need that right now.
6 hours later the door to my room opened. I looked up and saw Jaxon. “Hello Caden.” He said with a smirk. I sat up slowly not wanting to jostle Devina. Jaxon walked in and shut the door. “Father said I get to have a little fun with you. Much cheaper than renting a whore.” He smirked walking closer and then I knew what he was gonna do. I whimpered as he got near me
When we meet again. Kaoru x Reader.
“Hey Kaoru, that girl is here.” Hikaru said while looking down through the second floor classroom window. They were staring at a young girl, maybe a year younger, or in the same year, but why should they care all they wanted to do was have a little fun. They watched as the young girl waited for them to show up, particularly one, Kaoru. Her (h/l) (h/c) locks were flowing in the wind as she looked in all directions to find the one twin, but as she waited no one showed up, and she stood there with the little hope she had, keeping her hands over her heart, that soon would be broken.
“Guess we better go down there.” Kaoru told his twin. Then they both went towards the door of their classroom, and made their way down to the courtyard where the young girl waited. The twins got into place with Kaoru pretending to be Hikaru, and Hikaru waiting behind the bush for the grand surprise.
“Hello there, are you ______?” Kaoru said, as you lifted your head, realizing
Hidden Secrets ch.5Characters belong to SEGA
This story will contain sonadow so haters get the heck out!
Sonic and Tails were making there way back to the group after being forced to leave the lab like room.
"Man, that guy was a real jerk" Sonic said.
"He probably would have been nicer if you didn't provoke him so much" Tails pointed out.
"Sorry, but in my defense he started it"
"Sure Sonic, keep telling yourself that" Tails glanced over at Sonic's arm and saw the scratch that had gone unnoticed. "Whoa, Sonic when did you scratch your arm?"
"Huh?" Sonic looked down at his arm where there was a hole in his sleeve and a scratch red with a small amount of blood. "When did that get there?"
"I don't know, you probably got cut on something and didn't notice"
"Yeah, it doesn't hurt or anything so it should be fine for now" Sonic said.
"We should catch up with the others before Ms.Vanilla starts to worry"
Sonic nodded and the two hurried back to their classmates.
Robotnic set the results down on the invention li
10 Reasons Why I Love You (Yukio x Reader)I sighed. I gazed at my phone's bright screen, staring at my girlfriend's face. I smiled slightly, but sighed. I couldn't sleep. She was off again, on a mission. I'd be lying to say that I wasn't worried everytime she left, but it was part of the job.
Why did I fall for her anyway? There were many girls who fell head over heels for me the second they saw me. But (y/n)? I fell for her first...
I glanced at my snoring brother and crept to my desk, sitting down quietly. I took out a piece of paper and a pen and began to write.
"The reasons I love her is because..." I murmured as I wrote the words on the page. I sighed and began to write.
Number one. The way you are active makes me feel confident that you're always able to run and stay safe.
Whenever you feel overrunned by demons, I'm glad to know that you will run as fast as you can. You told me the reason you ran faster than everyone else was to make sure you could get home to me. That made me feel better.
I paused fo
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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