Estas frases son escritas con el propósito de sentirse identificad@s poder leer aquellos pensamientos/sentimientos que no podemos expresar con palabras y ver que hay más personas con las que aunque no conozcamos compartimos dolor.
-Solo quiero protegerla... -¿Por qué? De seguro ya ni siquiera te recuerda. ¡Ahora cree que estás muerto! -No me importa; solo no quiero que nadie la dañe... No quiero que nadie la toque.
❝ ¿Sabes lo que es ser invisible para todos? ¿Sabes que se siente estar sola todo el tiempo?¿Sabes lo que es querer ser amado y que el mundo te empuje a un lado por ser... Diferente? ❞ ❝ Si. Sé cómo se siente que el mundo deje a un lado... Sé exactamente cómo se siente. Ser diferente no es tan malo... Deberías pensarl...
Era un lugar gobernado por la locura y la psicosis. Y, entre todas esas mentes destrozadas y perversas, estaba él.
Necesito que recuerdes esas noches en las que te despiertas sin motivo aparente. Yo te estaba acompañando. Una carta cargada de sentimiento, un camino de pétalos de rosa ensangrentados, unos dulces y el misterio te llevarán a caer en las garras de un chico de pelo cobrizo y gafas naranjas. ¿Estarías dispuesta de invit...
-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*
This is a teacher! stalker! France x reader. Im sorry if its not that good... this is my 2nd fanfiction, and my first reader insert.Plus this is being written on a shit computer that is way to slow and ads keep popping up. I would love some feedback and advice. thanks for reading, and if you get any referances your...
Ludwig Beilschmidt, also known as Germany, is desperately trying to defend his country and people from the enemies just beyond their doors; World War II is being fought just out of reach. Obeying the desperate plead of a mother, he saves her teenage daughter, (Name), from an air raid. He takes her into his care, and...
So many of you know recently, depending on when you're reading this, France and a few other countries were attacked. It's just a oneshot thing to show my support. Some of the events in this story might be wrong, if I am asked to correct it more than likely I will. Thank you everyone for reading. #prayforparis
The reader is watching a fireworks show when approached by a stranger who seems to know a lot about her. How? The reader has no idea, but for some reason, she can't get this stranger out of her head. I don't own the cover photo.
Francis Boneyfoy had always been labeled as a pervert. A rapist. Somebody who couldn't be left alone with attractive young people. But, those are all just labels. Labels put on the wrong person. It'll take the love and affection of a certain young lady to show the world the real Francis Boneyfoy. The kind and caring m...
By the way, this is a France x Reader story if you couldn't tell already c: It's a songfic if you couldn't tell again! :D
WARNING: some one shots may be depressing and/or give you deep feels............. Hope you enjoy! :) started: 2015 completed: 2017 cover edited: 2018
This story takes place in the 1700's in France. You are thrown out if you flat due to lack of ability to pay rent. Someone special decides to take you in.
Francis Bonnefry is a young, prestigious, single, charming doctor at a famous hospital, Hetalia Health Care. When a depressed, slightly grumpy, and irritable young teenage girl is admitted to the hospital for unknown reasons, Francis is assigned to her. And then things get flipped upside down.
For all those France fans out there, because there's hardly any France fanfics on here~ Enjoy my beautiful hawkwolves!!!
Bullying is a very serious issue that effects the lives of many. I hope that by many of us sharing our personal stories, it will not only help victims realize that they are not alone, but also help bullies realize how strongly their actions and words can effect others. If you've experienced bullying and would like to...
(Eight part story) You looked up to see that your room was completely painted in black, but the words written in red were gone, along with the voices. You shakily got to your feet, thinking it was over with. You were far from right. You looked towards the doorway to try and escape your horrible room. Your eyes immedia...
You used to live a life of pain and sadness. One day when you ran away for your life you where saved by the Allies and the Axis. But will things get better or will they get worse?
