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History has its eyes on me— Or so I wish to believe. Constantly ignored, refuted I’m not so sure how to achieve My dreams, I work, I write I want to blow them all away, But sometimes it all seems for nay. I have the talent, I have the drive Or so I wish to believe. Friends reassure, but that’s what they’re for. How can I get out there? How can I prove myself? My style is unique, do I change it just in order to be seen? In my heart I know, that it probably isn’t as it seems, but somedays I just I just I just I don’t know what it means to stay constantly reassured. I want to be satisfied, but sometimes I

Ripples            A soft crunching sounded off underfoot, filling me with glee. I clapped my hand over my mouth to conceal an ecstatic giggle. I couldn’t risk being found already. I had finally managed to get away, after all. I couldn’t mess it up yet.              The crisp winter air burned my lungs, but I relished it. Giddiness bubbled up and out my throat as I watched the air around become white in puffs. I couldn’t believe it.      I was out. After all these years, I could finally do as I pleased. I was more free than the day I had been locked away, even. It felt lighter than I had in years. It was almost like a dr

Just Treats? A Hetalia fanfic AN: Heya guys! Happy Halloween! Or, belated Halloween. I didn’t finish it on Thursday as I intended. I’ve been writing this little one shot up since Monday in time for Halloween, determined to finish a holiday story on time for once. Buuuuuut it didn’t happen, clearly. IT’S SEVEN AND A HALF FRICKING PAGES LONG HANDWRITTEN, AND I HAVE TINY HANDWRITING. I personally think it’s like really super adorable, but you tell me! Comment please and chibi Alfred and Mattie will give you hugs~ Also, tell me if you want me to turn this ‘verse into an entire fic, ‘cuz I’m conside

Screw High School: A ReaderxPrussia One-Shot A Hetalia fanfic You approached the large building slowly, (favorite song) blasting in your headphones. You looked up at the Heta High building looming over you. You sighed and rubbed at your running nose. You didn't want to go in the school, because of all of the work and people that were in store for you, but a) you had to and b) you didn't want to freeze out in the cold early January weather. You quickly walked into the building before you could be swarmed by all of the kids that were coming in off the buses. You shoved your backpack into your locker which you had decorated with pictures fro

Chapter Two Germany couldn’t believe it. There was no way she could be here. He hadn’t seen her or her mother in years. He hadn’t been allowed to. “Yeah. Don’t think I’m here ‘cuz I want to be. I’d rather not, that’s for sure.” She glared at him and continued to tap her foot. “Well? Let me in if you want an explanation!” The man snapped out of his stupor and stepped out of the doorway. Klocia picked up a grey suitcase beside her and walked inside, seeming less than thrilled. “Mom got in a car accident.” The honey-blonde said suddenly. “She’s no

It Still Hurts AN: I wrote this to commemorate the anniversary of 9/11. It hasn’t directly affected me, but my heart goes out to those who it has. This fan fiction is, of course, based on actual events but shown through a fictional being. I understand some of you think this is too early to be writing anything about it, but otherwise I probably wouldn’t give much thought to the occasion at all truthfully. Please enjoy and review. If your review is going to be anything akin to a flame or a hateful comment about my writing about this, please at least have the balls to not review as a guest. I won’t hate on you, I will either ig

AN: No warnings for this chapter, other than use of human names which I will only list this chapter and this chapter only. NO EXCEPTIONS A Hetalia fanfic Chapter One Ludwig Beilschimdt sighed as he continued sorting through paperwork. It had managed to accumulate to a less than delightful size while the German had been busy training Feliciano and Kiku over the last few weeks. As always, Feliciano was hopeless and Kiku had done his best to live up to his friend’s standards. Returning his focus back to his paperwork, Ludwig groaned slightly. Being the personification of Germany was tedious work full of mountains of complex hardships a

AN: Hello. I started writing this a while ago so I figured I ought to put it up here. Enjoy, comment, and favorite please? Warnings: Nothing really bad in this part, acutally. Human names, Middle School AU. Middle School: A ReaderxGermany Fanfic You slammed shut your locker, books in arms on your way to homeroom. You always slammed it shut, no matter of your mood—You didn’t trust that it would shut properly if you didn’t. It was somewhat strange that you did that, however. You never actually locked your locker (it was a waste of time to bother putting in the combination every time you had to stop at the contraption) but yo