In These Moments We Die by TwisinJymsi, literature
Literature
In These Moments We Die
Life was dull, grey
There was no life
Many a black day
Smeared with red
My home, my heart
Gone, dead
You are to blame
I searched for you
A plan for revenge
It took a year or two
But as I said
You are to blame
I want you dead
Life wasn’t the same
I saw where you went
I knew who else to kill
His body broken, bent
You were so torn
He was dead
I felt a lot less worn
I felt more alive
I smiled this smile
It was time for us to face
I had waited a good while
There is something else I feel
What was it? Love?
No! It can’t be! It’s not real!
Didn’t search for reprieve
I wanted you dead
That is what I would say
What I tho
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy (Part 2) by TwisinJymsi, literature
Literature
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy (Part 2)
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy
Part 2
...~Your POV~...
You opened your eyes to darkness. Sitting up, you peered at the unknown surroundings. You seemed to be in a small room, empty of all things except for the bed you were lying on. There was one door and no window.
You noticed your jacket and boots are missing. Cursing, you searched through your pockets for your knife. You came up empty handed. ‘Great,’ you thought, ‘I’m completely weaponless, and I have no clue where I am.’
You quietly got up from the bed and felt along the wall for a light switch. Once you found one you flipped it on. A dull yellow
Windows to the Soul (Italy X Reader One-shot) by TwisinJymsi, literature
Literature
Windows to the Soul (Italy X Reader One-shot)
Italy x Reader
Windows to the Soul
(One-shot)
(A/N: Grab all the things you love and squeeze them tightly to your chest. Oh, and grab a box or two of tissues. You may need it.)
~They say that eyes are the windows to one’s soul…
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Feliciano seemed to be quite the happy, carefree person. He was the personification of the Northern half of Italy, and one of your closest friends.
Whenever you saw him, his eyes were closed and he always had a smile on his face.
A beautiful, happy, blissful smile.
There weren’t many times you saw him without it.
And his eyes.
Even though you had spent lots of time with Feli, you had nev
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy (Part 1) by TwisinJymsi, literature
Literature
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy (Part 1)
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy
“I’ve had it!” You screamed, tossing a book you had been reading to the floor as you stood up.
Oliver, your father, looked at you concerned. “What’s wrong, (Name)?”
You just grunted, turned on your heel and left the room.
“(Name)?” Oliver asked. He listened to your bedroom door slam down the hall. He sighed,
“I wonder what’s wrong. (Name) seems upset about something. I wonder what it is…” He thought a moment before giving up. ‘Maybe baking some cupcakes will help me figure out what’s wrong. I always seem to think and
Welcome to my castle!
It isn't well known
Welcome to my castle!
The place I call home
Welcome to my castle!
Quite a happy place
Welcome to my castle!
Filled with silk and lace
Welcome to my castle!
The grass is always green
Welcome to my castle!
Most wondrous place I've seen
Welcome to my castle!
A place where we can play
Welcome to my castle!
Just do as I say
Welcome to my castle!
A place where no one's old
Welcome to my castle!
Most of our hearts are cold
Welcome to my castle!
My people's joy and pride
Welcome to my castle!
There's no where to hide
Welcome to my castle!
Most everything's alive
Welcome to my castle!
You might not survi
In These Moments We Die by TwisinJymsi, literature
Literature
In These Moments We Die
Life was dull, grey
There was no life
Many a black day
Smeared with red
My home, my heart
Gone, dead
You are to blame
I searched for you
A plan for revenge
It took a year or two
But as I said
You are to blame
I want you dead
Life wasn’t the same
I saw where you went
I knew who else to kill
His body broken, bent
You were so torn
He was dead
I felt a lot less worn
I felt more alive
I smiled this smile
It was time for us to face
I had waited a good while
There is something else I feel
What was it? Love?
No! It can’t be! It’s not real!
Didn’t search for reprieve
I wanted you dead
That is what I would say
What I tho
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy (Part 2) by TwisinJymsi, literature
Literature
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy (Part 2)
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy
Part 2
...~Your POV~...
You opened your eyes to darkness. Sitting up, you peered at the unknown surroundings. You seemed to be in a small room, empty of all things except for the bed you were lying on. There was one door and no window.
You noticed your jacket and boots are missing. Cursing, you searched through your pockets for your knife. You came up empty handed. ‘Great,’ you thought, ‘I’m completely weaponless, and I have no clue where I am.’
You quietly got up from the bed and felt along the wall for a light switch. Once you found one you flipped it on. A dull yellow
Windows to the Soul (Italy X Reader One-shot) by TwisinJymsi, literature
Literature
Windows to the Soul (Italy X Reader One-shot)
Italy x Reader
Windows to the Soul
(One-shot)
(A/N: Grab all the things you love and squeeze them tightly to your chest. Oh, and grab a box or two of tissues. You may need it.)
~They say that eyes are the windows to one’s soul…
.
.
Feliciano seemed to be quite the happy, carefree person. He was the personification of the Northern half of Italy, and one of your closest friends.
Whenever you saw him, his eyes were closed and he always had a smile on his face.
A beautiful, happy, blissful smile.
There weren’t many times you saw him without it.
And his eyes.
Even though you had spent lots of time with Feli, you had nev
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy (Part 1) by TwisinJymsi, literature
Literature
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy (Part 1)
Daddy!2P!England X Reader X 2P!Italy
“I’ve had it!” You screamed, tossing a book you had been reading to the floor as you stood up.
Oliver, your father, looked at you concerned. “What’s wrong, (Name)?”
You just grunted, turned on your heel and left the room.
“(Name)?” Oliver asked. He listened to your bedroom door slam down the hall. He sighed,
“I wonder what’s wrong. (Name) seems upset about something. I wonder what it is…” He thought a moment before giving up. ‘Maybe baking some cupcakes will help me figure out what’s wrong. I always seem to think and
Welcome to my castle!
It isn't well known
Welcome to my castle!
The place I call home
Welcome to my castle!
Quite a happy place
Welcome to my castle!
Filled with silk and lace
Welcome to my castle!
The grass is always green
Welcome to my castle!
Most wondrous place I've seen
Welcome to my castle!
A place where we can play
Welcome to my castle!
Just do as I say
Welcome to my castle!
A place where no one's old
Welcome to my castle!
Most of our hearts are cold
Welcome to my castle!
My people's joy and pride
Welcome to my castle!
There's no where to hide
Welcome to my castle!
Most everything's alive
Welcome to my castle!
You might not survi
2p!Italy x Tsundere!Reader- Part 2! by CjL00, literature
Literature
2p!Italy x Tsundere!Reader- Part 2!
{YN} was fast asleep in Feliciano's lap, her head on his chest and her legs draped over his own.
The Italian was currently watching Hannibal, his arms wrapped around the other, his signature scowl adorning his tanned face, two empty wine glasses on the coffee table. His eyes were drooping, close to joining his girlfriend in dreamland. He made sure his knife was in sight before he let his eyes fully close, his head lolling back onto the couch and his grip on {YN} loosening.
They lay there, cuddled with each other from a long day of party decorating. Yup- because tomorrow was Halloween, and their Halloween party. It was {YN}'s and Feliciano
2p!Italy x Tsundere!Reader
'Great..., New town, new school, no friends, no life- once again' Thoughts like these have been running through {YN}'s head since she had moved to some small gloomy town that she didn't even bother to remember the name of. She looked into her full length mirror. Today was dear {YN}'s first day at a local high school that she was being forced to attend. {YN} sighed and ran a hand through her {short, long}, {color of hair}, {wavy, straight, curly} hair, an ever-present scowl adorning her {pale, tanned, dark} face. {YN} wore a pair of Black skinny jeans and a {Fav color} graphic t-shirt. She slung her backpack on her
AN- Just a short story about Antonio and his guitar. Enjoy!
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The almost melancholy tune from his guitar rang in your head, the sounds filling your brain with a soft feeling. You lay on the ground, looking up at the sky, a chill breeze sending shivers up your spine. It was early November and you were outside, listening to your boyfriend play his guitar. Antonio was his name.
He began to sing in his native language as he strung the strings of the guitar. You heard him sing your name, and your cheeks were warming
2P Prussia Hetaloid x Reader (Part 1) by LunaTheNinjaKitty, literature
Literature
2P Prussia Hetaloid x Reader (Part 1)
“Alright! That’s done what to do know?” You said as you started to brainstorm on what to do for the rest of the days you have before school. ‘ hmmm… I got it! I’ll just go and do awesome shit everyday till I die muahahaha!’ You thought as you picked up your skateboard as you ran out your house.
~~A few days later~~
All this time you been having fun nonstop and you loved every minute of it. You skated, pranked, shopped, and even bungee jumped throughout this whole week, which not only helped you make a lot of new friends but also made everyone think you’re the most awesome person on the block.
RomanoxReader (1) New Voicemail by Alycerain, literature
Literature
RomanoxReader (1) New Voicemail
You looked out the window, admiring the view of the Parisian streets from your hotel room. You couldn’t believe you were really here. You couldn’t believe you had actually won the grant. Two weeks in Paris, all expenses paid, to create art.
You smiled, ran a hand through your hair, and slid your phone out of your pocket. You had promised to call your Italian friend, Lovino, as soon as you got to your hotel. Your smile slipped a bit. You missed him dearly. You shook yourself and dialed his number.
*Ring* … … *Ring* … … *Ring* … …
You frowned. He wasn’t picking up. The call was sen
PrussiaxReader I Will Shoot You... 5 by Alycerain, literature
Literature
PrussiaxReader I Will Shoot You... 5
You hummed along to your iPod as you walked towards your original shooting spot. The trees glistened in the setting evening sun, the sound of gentle rustling just audible over your music. A light breeze blew, signaling the coming cool of the night.
You adjusted your grip on your bow as you neared your shooting spot. You knew it probably wasn’t a good idea to go back to the spot as you might run into your arch nemesis, but he had agreed to leave you alone… you shrugged off your apprehension. It was your spot, period.
The forest was quickly growing dark. You had set off later than you would have normally, and the sun was almost g
And it's Italy~!
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1. Start a journal entry.
2. Get ready to hold your breath.
3. Hold your breath holding the "." button down as long as you can- no cheating.
4. Submit the journal entry.
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I've made a roleplay account~
It's 1P Romano and 2P Romano (don't start freaking out about his design, I made him different because I can)
If you have a Hetalia roleplay account, come say hi to them, they don't really bite.
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