Blood Soaked Roses Chapter 4 by AnimeFreakCA, literature
Literature
Blood Soaked Roses Chapter 4
(Rose’s POV)
We’d been working this job for a month and a half exactly. I stood in front of the door of Aracane’s home. A month and a half she’d been doing this. Staying at America’s house and sneaking back home in the morning. She thought she was getting away with it. She wasn’t.
The squeaked softly when Aracane pushed it open, her long black hair sliding over her shoulder slightly.
“Welcome home Aracane. Care to explain?” Every muscle in her body tightened.
“Shit, Rose-“
“No. Forget it. Why have you been staying at a target’s house since we started this job?”
&ld
BSR Chapter 2- Getting the job by AnimeFreakCA, literature
Literature
BSR Chapter 2- Getting the job
The countries all sat around a large, round table, it was the middle of a world meeting and everything was going smoothly for once. They discussed various world problems without the arguments that use to disrupt everything. It surprised Germany greatly, for this was the first time in forever that he didn't have to yell about them acting childish, though he didn't let it show on his face.
Italy sat there making a few remarks about pasta every now and then, England and France were sitting a little ways apart from each other and everyone was listening to Japan's plans for stopping global warming.
It was all calm until a man dres
Three teens stood in front of an abandoned bakery. Mary, the youngest of the three, John,the oldest, and Kyndall, the one in the middle. Thy stood in front of this bakery, named Sweet Delights, all because of a bet they had made, and lost, earlier, and had to take a picture of the corpse hidden inside.
The corpse of the owner, Amanda Hatter, the woman police shot mercilessly to death. You see, Amanda was not exactly born and raised in this town, like everyone else. She moved here, shrouded in mystery. She built her home in the middle of a dense forest, without a clear path, not to far from the town. No one knew much about her and only
Prologue
I sat on the skyscraper roof holding a sniper I stole from a local gun store, right now I was still being chased by the owner of the store, he didn't know I was manipulating him though. I pulled on gloves so there would be no fingerprints on the gun, loaded the gun and looked through the scope, my target was standing in his apartment talking on the phone, my target was the leader of a large gang here in London called the 'Street Devilz'((
The Land of Ayra- prologue by AnimeFreakCA, literature
Literature
The Land of Ayra- prologue
At first there was just a neverending emptyness and a little girl named Ayra. She lived in this emptyness un-knowing about how she got there, she only knew she was alone.
They only reason Ayra was able to survive was the fact she didnt need food or drink to survive, but she did have memories of sweet and bitter things. Ayra never really questioned anything but always wondered how she looked. She knew her skin was an extremly pale white and that she had long black hair that trailed a few inches behind her, but not her face. The one thing she wanted to see.
Ayra always managed to keep herself entertained by wandering aroud the emptyness a
Blood Soaked Roses Chapter 4 by AnimeFreakCA, literature
Literature
Blood Soaked Roses Chapter 4
(Rose’s POV)
We’d been working this job for a month and a half exactly. I stood in front of the door of Aracane’s home. A month and a half she’d been doing this. Staying at America’s house and sneaking back home in the morning. She thought she was getting away with it. She wasn’t.
The squeaked softly when Aracane pushed it open, her long black hair sliding over her shoulder slightly.
“Welcome home Aracane. Care to explain?” Every muscle in her body tightened.
“Shit, Rose-“
“No. Forget it. Why have you been staying at a target’s house since we started this job?”
&ld
Three teens stood in front of an abandoned bakery. Mary, the youngest of the three, John,the oldest, and Kyndall, the one in the middle. Thy stood in front of this bakery, named Sweet Delights, all because of a bet they had made, and lost, earlier, and had to take a picture of the corpse hidden inside.
The corpse of the owner, Amanda Hatter, the woman police shot mercilessly to death. You see, Amanda was not exactly born and raised in this town, like everyone else. She moved here, shrouded in mystery. She built her home in the middle of a dense forest, without a clear path, not to far from the town. No one knew much about her and only
Being Loved{Russia x reader} by Ask-2p-Mat, literature
Literature
Being Loved{Russia x reader}
I have watched her from afar so many times, she was quiet, cute, small looking, and innocent. Her eyes looked like a puppy who was lost, full of wonder yet frightened. But that was only every time she saw me, or when I tried to talk to her. She'd shake with fear like every one else, I had hopped she'd be different though, and actually talk to me, there was something about her that pulled me to her. But of course those rumors of me being a terrible monster, and super scary spread into her mind and now she fears me.
It was another world conference and she was sitting right across from me, she was so close yet so far from me. I just wan
Just bringing this back up for new members, visitors who are still a tad bit clueless on what 2P!Hetalia is.
This is an Entry for those of you who are still new to 2P!Hetalia or those who just want to know a little more about it.
As found in the #hetaliafanclub (https://www.deviantart.com/hetaliafanclub) by Firestixian (https://www.deviantart.com/firestixian) :http://fav.me/d4mgsfl
Okay, so a rising thing in the Hetalia fandom right now is 2P and a lot of people don't really understand what it is, so I'm going to explain it.
ORIGINALLY, 2P was an alternative coloring and/or character design for the Nyotalia characters and the main Axis Powers that Himaru
For the past week or so I've just felt fucking depressed. I haven't been able to remember much either, I just feel so.. hopeless for no reason and it confuses me. I can't get it to stop, nothing I'm doing is working! I-I just don't want to deal with this, really just hate it.
DragonFrostFlame tagged me, oh and I can actually post pictures now. ((hopefully))
Rules:
1. Each person has to share 10 things about them.
2. Answer the 10 questions asked to you & invent 10 questions the people you tag will have to answer.
3. Choose 10 people and put their icons on your journal.
4. Not something like "you are tagged if you read this."
5. You have to legitimately tag 10 people.
6. No tag-backs.
10 facts about/from me:
1. I love everything except mosquitoes and ants
2. I use to have a Nokia
3. Said Nokia was engulfed by a church
4. Cats and Spiders are my favorite animals
5. DragonsFrostFlame does indeed bi
I WAS F*CKING HAPPY EARLIER BECAUSE I GOT TO WATCH MALEFICENT (great movie by the way) AND THIS WAS SUPPOSE TO BE A THING THAT WAS GONNA SAY I WAS BORED AND ALIVE, BUT THEN I COULDN'T F*CKING TYPE BECAUSE MY MOM'S FANCY WIRELESS F*CKING MOUSE WOULDN'T LET ME TYPE ANYTHING EVEN AFTER I F*CKING TURNED IT OFF AND UNPLUGGED THE DAMNED THING! NOW THIS IS JUST A F*CKING RANT THAT I CAN"T STOP YELLING IN! HJSGJSDGGWKJBSDGJHUKDYHNSJGBH I SWEAR I'M GOING TO THROW THAT HORRIBLE WIRELESS PIECE OF CRAP INTO THE FIERY PITS OF HELL AND LAUGH AS IT MELTS!
Sorry about that I may have lost my head for a moment. Anyways, I'm sorry I'm a lazy butt and that