Departures
Waiting for the next part of the great journey Photographs are not my own, I take no credit for them at all
Waiting for the next part of the great journey Photographs are not my own, I take no credit for them at all
Ummmm... I gues that its pretty simple to understand. Ha..ha... God I suck at descriptions. Anywhoooo this will be a big complication of country x reader and country x country Oneshots I will take requests! ENJOY MY LITTLE ENDERS ~theladyinblood
At a World Conference, the nations decide to play Seven Minutes in Heaven. You and your crush, Russia, are chosen next. The following is what happens when Russia tells you that he likes you back...
-DISCONTINUED- Your grandmother told you many stories of the nations. Your favorites were the ones including the snow country, Russia. *I do NOT own Hetalia or its characters*
Your name is (F/N) Ackerman, the sister of Humanity's Strongest Clean Frea- I mean Soldier, Levi Ackerman. A tragic accident happened when you were younger and living in the Undergrounds with Levi, Farlan, and Isabel. After being 'rescued' by Erwin Smith and taken to the Survey Corps because of your flawless skill in...
*FIRST BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES* "Look at your hands. Their blood is on your hands." Jamie stares at her blood covered hands. She clenches her jaw, a muffled scream coming from her. I let her scream but I look around, knowing the police would come soon. If she wants to avoid being caught, she needs to get ove...
**SECOND BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES** "That explains a lot." "I bet it does." The mask prevents me from seeing her face but I can just tell she is smiling at me; at my misery. It makes me want to tear her apart limb from limb. But, I restrain myself. It would do me no good to waste energy with her. I got the in...
**THIRD BOOK IN THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I look down at the grave stone. It was a simple one, polished marble with a name, date of birth and death date. Off to the side is a short song. I sink to the ground in front of her grave. "Hey," I begin awkwardly. I've never visited or spoken to a dead person. "It's me...
(Y/n) comes to visit her friend Phil for a week and finds herself falling for his best friend, Daniel. (I'm really terrible at description shit sorry ahah) Note from april 2018: hey this fic is So Old it's from like mid 2015 and it's not that great tbh!! It's kinda funny to read though so,,
You can't help but wonder, Is he still watching you? /c/thenerdyghoul
Twisted. Sanity. You don't remember your past. Your family? It doesn't exist. Feelings? Well what are feelings? Broken. You are broken. Twisted to the point of no return, far from being okay. "Maybe you're not the only one out there who feels this way." - Maybe your soulmate is just an inch away from you. !!Warning...