Prussia x reader: Prussian sparkle partyYou had just pulled the most amazing prank on your best friend Prussia. See you got kicked out about a week ago and you had been sleeping on Germany's couch ever since. Little did Germany know that when he went to bed Prussia would sneak downstairs and chat with you all night long.See, last night as your were telling a story to Prussia he actually dozed off."How dare he?" You whispered, with a small pout on your face that quickly turned into a mischievous grin.[Le time skip brought to you by my plant steve]Finally, you had finished and all you had to do was wait and watch.The Prussian finally woke up. Dazed and confused, he rubbed his eyes, smearing the makeup that you had put on him while he slept. But that wasn't all you did, as soon as he stood up he was covered in glitter as streamers were unrolled and confetti was thrown."Candyland" by Blood on the Dance Floor was playing and a camera was rolling....He immediately stumbled back, tripped, and flopped onto the couch.Yo
Prussia x reader: triggeredYou were sitting in English class reading the book you were assigned and wouldn't you know it- it was a trigger.You gripped the book tightly in your hands for a second before bolting out of your seat. You quickly stumbled out of the classroom and dropped your book with a loud *thud* on the way.You started to feel the panic rise. Your heartbeat quickened, as did your breathing. Your hands started to shake as you ran aimlessly down the hallway looking for somewhere to hide. You saw an empty doorway and ran in, not caring where you were. Little did you know that Prussia had been worried about you and decided to follow you.... right into the boy's locker room where you were hiding.You hear footsteps approaching and your anxiety gets worse. You whimper and slide your back down against the wall.(F/N) he calls softly and kneels down besides you. You look so scared and confused. He wraps his arms around you gently but tightly and your body is racked by wild sobs so Prussia tightens his hol
PerfectPerfect isn't ten out of tenPerfect is me holding you thenGrabbing your hand and kissing your lipsMy hands on your sides, your hands on my hipsSpending eternity gazing into your eyesI'll tell you my secrets, I promise no liesBecause you're amazing, smart, and funnyI really don't deserve you honey
No moreSlit my wrists and hope to dieSit around and wonder whyI love you and you love meBut I want to be set freeBecause of you I can't leaveLoving you is my pet peeveClose your eyes, don't watch me fallCuz I'll want to end it allI don't know if I'm still hereOr if I've succumbed to fearI can live this life no moreI lay silent on the floorI have no more tears to shedClose my eyes, lay down my headSlowly let my smile fadeWonder if I should have stayed
ListenStop whatever you're doingDon't listen to those fake thoughtsStopPut your hand over your heart.....Do you feel thatDo you feel the beatYou're body is pulsatingWith lifeWith loveAnd with lightAnd if you listen close enough...You can actually hear that in those beatsIt's like listening to a clock ticking through timeNow, that's how to REALLY listen to your heartAnd once you hear it's beautyYou'll want to hear moreSo maybe it's time that you listen to someone else's heart tooBecause sometimesHearts beat in sincJust like how my heart beats for youSo dearLet's take a break from this nightmarePut your head on my chestAnd listenAs my heart beats for youAnd let our hearts gradually beat slowerAnd slowerAs we fall asleepInto a better dreamOk dear
BurnCan you hear me?Can you see me?Do you fear me?Could you be me?What do you think?Could it be true?Is it possible,That I could be you?Well, dear,What do you say?You sense that I'm here,And I'm here to stay.The words don't come out right,The pain just stays in,And there's nothing you can do about it,No way you can win.So let me hold you,And watch you burn.From dust you came,To dust you return.
FallI accidentallyRead those words again"Fall Apart"And that's exactlyWhat I didI turned to youHead downEyes wateringAnd asked"Do you thinkThat I mightFall apartAgain?".....And you saidThat youDidn't knowBut you did knowThat youWould do anythingYou couldTo help prevent it"But ultimatelyIt isn'tUp to me"You saidThen I worriedBecause you are my strengthBut thenYou lifted up my chinWith your gentle graspAnd gazed intoMy pool of tearsWith your very ownAnd said"Even if you doEnd up broken againI will still be thereTo pick up the piecesI promise"And thenWith youBy my sideAndIn my heartI knew I wouldn't fall apart againNoInsteadWe'd fall togeter
FarDeep or shallowFull or hollowAfter a while you don't even knowIt all rushed so fast, yet went so slowThe signs are clearly starting to showAnd now you're afraid as to how far you'll go
Hope"Hello,are you there?I can feel your eyes boring into me,I can sense your stare."Really,Is that all you have to say?You have no words of "hope" to tellBefore I fade away?"Please,I've come to heal.Trust me,I know exactly how you feel.""You know nothing!" I harshly whispered."I refuse to take off the mask I have on.The damage has already been done and it's irreversible now,for I am already gone.""What?" You uttered."What do you mean?"Wow, you're clueless. But it is pitch dark,so I guess the blood can't be seen."It's all over now." I whispered,finally a real expression of peace on my face.Now I finally saw that "hope" you spoke of,as I slipped away, smiling and staring off into space.
HumanDying sun and the birth of the moon.Foxes playing in the snow and ancient memories.Receiving presents and getting drunk in the daylight.Useless criticism and sad songs.White weddings and pale funerals.Kind words and happy endings.Heartbreak, success, failure, death and happiness.A good book and life in general.Simple things like that can make you cry.And that's okay.You're not made of stone and iron,you're not a cold, heartless machine...You're just human.And that's more than okay.
I Ship UsI can not measure our lovein words, but in how tightwe hug when we finallysee each other again. Thereis starshine in your smileand I could swear that youare Aurora, wreathed inbeauty, but with less sleepingand more ass-kicking.You are kind and selfless,a true paragon of loveand a goddess of all thingsgood. where most have blood,you have eternal love.all the light in the worldis simply not enoughto express the lightyour friendship andlove bring to me.Passion and excitementexude from everythingthat you do and you pouryour heart into; everything youmake, everything you touch.When we first met, there wasn'ta doubt in my mind that Ihad found one of my soulmates,someone who could laughover puns and obsess overpokemon, someone who wouldn'tjudge me on anything I'd done.A kind soul that is therefor all to see. One that hasbeen scarred and one Iwish to protect. Everythingyou do becomes bettersimply by your being there.You are the reason I believein friends b
Disappearing Piece By PieceClosed doors.Locked doors.Memories in scars.Tears that fall unheeded,and wishes from afar.Disappear, oh Disappear.Voices in my head,I cannot entertain you.I cannot end up dead.You know that I won't stay forever,so you up the Pain.I still don't understand you,though I know what you seek to gain.You cannot have my body,it's under my control...and though you whittle away the pieces,and I'm no longer whole...I'm stronger than you think me,stronger than I know.I hurt!I hurt!Damn you Shadows!I do not want to go!I want to stay,I want to see!Please, oh please...just no!
Just A GirlShe just a broken girl thatpours her secrets into the nightin the form of melodies andthe fire that burns so bright.She's just a naive girl thatwrites random heartbreaking art andtries to keep her heart fromfalling apart.She's just a girl thattries so hard to survive in the worldfilled with two-faced people andendless inner wars that keep on burning..
Gentle EdgesDarling..be gentle with my edges,they may be sharp and rough,but they are a big part of methat made me strong when I was weak.
Ocean's TouchThere is this strange comfortof being weightless in the sea.Just floating there alone and undisturbed,with your eyes closed and your mind at ease.The smell of the ocean grounds you and relaxes youwhile the gentle waves stroke your sensitive skin.You feel safe and the options and life choicesno longer torture your brain.You feel free, calm and sanefor that little period of time when nothing matters,the pressure is gone and everything is fine.The ocean's touch lingers on your exposed skin,not like a lover, but a healer.
i am too much and yet not enough.i.)she tells me i havethe heart of a mouse,put your ear againstmy ribs and hear thetrapped hummingbirdscrying to escape. today,my wings are slashed. thisis nothing unusual, thisis nothing different exceptit's a Tuesday and ipromised to cry onlyMondays and Thursdays.(its a good thing we both knowi only keep half my promises)ii.)we do not speak about it. but,neither do we pretend it'snot there - something tobe ignored and overlooked. sheacknowledges, salutes andmoves on; she's a soldierthat refuses to fight andi think i am glad of this.(learning to be peaceful after alifetime of war is slow going,but we're getting there.)iii.)sorry is a forbiddenword in this house. sometimesi forget this andapologise for taking upthe air. sometimes sheforgets this and apologisesfor taking up the space. onthese days, we sip blacktea whilst i thread myfingers through her hair andread. it never matters what,she just likes to hear myvoice and words take u
Dazzling ParagraphsI can feel the thunder in my mind and icy rivers in my veins.The soft wind in my hair and the ocean's breath in my lungs.I can still feel your burning touch in the cold, gentle rain.And your hands, I can feel them everywhere and that makes me shiver.I can feel the stars shake when you look at me in the dark moonlight.I can feel those dazzling paragraphs that you write with your lips on my neck.I can still taste that scandal that you call a kiss.I write for you and my words are sparking madness in my heart and my soul.I write about you because I know that at one time we had it all and that gives me hope.
Soldier BoyEyes of a killer,body of a child;finger on thetrigger ready tostart the bloodbathcome Hell's hailstoneor Heaven's hatred.(there is no God here.)Jagged wired cuttingpalms, cutting humanconscience, cuttingthrough him. Shudderingtrembles wrack the earth,dirt staining his uniformthat is nothing like theclean-pressed,brass-buttoned costumesthose 'soldiers'back home used toparade around him. Heremembers whenwar was onlychild's play.It's still a game,but now he's justa piece to be lostinstead of a player.There is no pridehere, no King andcountry.(for many there isno tomorrow either.) He raises his gun,pulls the trigger andsomewhere in front ofhim a body of anotherboy falls into the dust.(and still men march to warfor no reason at all)
MaskMaskA maskWear a maskI wear a maskA mask that hides my faceA face that expresses my painA pain that rules my heartA heart that is truly in vain