AmericaxReader - Cherry Sundae by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader - Cherry Sundae
The warden threw a party in the county jail
The prison band began and they began to wail...
This is our place, our hangout, our shelter form the outside world. Our haven. Teenage Haven.
A place to go when home is out of hand or life is taking a toll, a sanctuary of rock n' roll, burgers, milkshakes, and chocolate fudge sundaes. And, of course, teenagers.
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing
We had to relocate here when the cops busted our other place a few blocks over, thanks to Danny's loose lips and strict parents. What a g
GermanyxReader - Something Like Ludwig by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
GermanyxReader - Something Like Ludwig
How long has it been...?
You wander aimlessly through the streets, through the crowds of bodies and tears and smiles. Everybody's exchanging hugs and kisses, singing and celebrating as more and more East Germans flood through the gates. Despite the joy and gaiety surrounding you, it's nearly impossible for you to show your teeth in your trademark twisted grin.
When was the last time we spoke?
Almost an entire decade, yes... His face has since faded from memory; all you can recall was a head of slicked-back blond hair and a pair of icy blue irises that peer into the deepest recesses of your soul.
EnglandxReader - The Stars Look Beautiful Tonight by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
EnglandxReader - The Stars Look Beautiful Tonight
A bright red double-decker bus rumbled down the dull London streets, the sidewalks cluttered with umbrellas of all shapes and sizes and patterns shuffling to and fro. Raindrops fell to the cement and pavement, pitter-pattered on windows and rooftops; dark gray clouds crowded the skies and concealed the Sun's light. Today was a dreary day.
On the double-decker bus sat a young man in a suit and a black umbrella and a bouquet of flowers in his lap, his green eyes fluttering restlessly about, landing on one thing then zipping to something else, whether it was a street sign outside the rain-streaked windows or another person
FrancexReader - 7 Minutes in Hell REQUEST by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
FrancexReader - 7 Minutes in Hell REQUEST
When your good friend Feliciano invited you over to his house for a sleepover, you were suspicious and rightfully so. Especially when he called rather than walked over and told you to come immediately. He lived four houses down, and he never called you unless he was away from home.
"Who's going to be there, Feli?" you asked cautiously. "Just you and me, or are you inviting Ludwig?"
"Ah, um... yes!" He didn't say anything for a while and you could hear him smiling.
"Yes what?"
"Huh?"
"You said yes. What are you confirming? Who's going to be there?"
"Oh! Um, well, I'll be t
SpainxReader - The Beach REQUEST by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
SpainxReader - The Beach REQUEST
"C'mon! We're gonna be laaaate!"
"Okay, okay, okay! How are you late getting to"
"Sh sh sh sh shhhhh!!! No talking, put on your swimsuit!"
"I already have it on, Toni, I just need my hat! Help me find it!"
Your boyfriend sped into your room and tripped over... "I found your hat," he said from behind you; you turned to see him waving around a wide-brimmed hat with a white bow wrapped around the dome's base. "Right in the doorway."
With a quiet "I knew it was there," you snatched it from him and put it on your head. From your bed you grabbed a tote bag with
RussiaxReader - Good Work REQUEST by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
RussiaxReader - Good Work REQUEST
"When are you going to start taking care of yourself?" you asked the man on the floor. Ivan looked up at you and giggled a little. "What's so funny?"
"There's..." He pointed at you and swirled his finger in circles. "Three of you~" With that, he fell unconscious.
Facepalm. You grabbed him under the arms and dragged him out the door, leaving him out in the hallway. About to close the door, you had an idea and ran back inside.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ivan groaned, holding his head while he trudged down the street. He didn't remember a thing about last night, but
The tag read "Oz" and I knew right then
You were the one for me.
Not even 6 months were you
but I could see that which
You could become.
When I started dating him,
You weren't fazed.
We got married, moved to a
New house.
But it wasn't much bigger.
When she was born,
You loved her,
It was such a great time.
But we all know that
Good things end
Sometime or
Other.
But soon, we didn't have
Enough space.
Two little flowers
And their bigger flowers
And a fluffy bush with
Emerald eyes.
One of our plants
Had to go.
He chose you.
I said no, but
Who else?
I miss you, Oz.
It's all my fault.
But I never stopped loving
You.
PrussiaxReader - Fly Me to the Moon by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
PrussiaxReader - Fly Me to the Moon
AKA the sequel to "Berenice's Hair"
Five o'clock. The glass door of the planetarium swung open and you appeared, wearing your usual blue windbreaker and bearing a green notebook. Today, you'd decided to reexamine the constellation Delphinus, armed with new knowledge and a clearer head than when you'd had when you had first studied it.
Originally, you'd planned to see Monoceros, the unicorn constellation, but while researching it a little, you rediscovered Delphinus in your notes, and you were downright unhappy with the outcome of your study. So you'd changed your plans at the last minute and had stayed up until past midnight getting informa
PrussiaxReader - Berenice's Hair by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
PrussiaxReader - Berenice's Hair
Every day it was the same thing. You arrived in the planetarium at five p.m., a thick, yellow 5-subject college-ruled notebook in hand and wearing a blue windbreaker with two mechanical pencils and two pens. No matter if it was a weekday or weekend, summer or winter, it was always the same thing. After getting there, you would sit at a certain site and write down the information on the panel exactly in the second section of your notebook, then refer to a page in the first, then scribble something on a clean sheet in the third. The fourth and fifth sections contained drawings: the fourth had planets and constellations, while the fifth had gal
100 Themes Challenge - Dark by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
100 Themes Challenge - Dark
"Please, sir, have any money?" Jane asked, holding her palms out for an offering. The man she was asking, clad in a white hooded robe, kept walking, trying to gently push her out of the way.
"No, please, don't leave like this! Just a few coins, I beg of you!" He didn't listen to her pleas. Jane continued to walk in front of him, barring his way so he would have to submit. If I keep walking in front of him, he'll be forced to give me some money~, she thought gleefully. Already, an image of some fresh bread had popped into her mind.
However, the hooded man didn't yield, and continued on his way. Jane was becoming impatient.
"I need food; I'm
AmericaxReader - Cherry Sundae by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader - Cherry Sundae
The warden threw a party in the county jail
The prison band began and they began to wail...
This is our place, our hangout, our shelter form the outside world. Our haven. Teenage Haven.
A place to go when home is out of hand or life is taking a toll, a sanctuary of rock n' roll, burgers, milkshakes, and chocolate fudge sundaes. And, of course, teenagers.
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing
We had to relocate here when the cops busted our other place a few blocks over, thanks to Danny's loose lips and strict parents. What a g
GermanyxReader - Something Like Ludwig by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
GermanyxReader - Something Like Ludwig
How long has it been...?
You wander aimlessly through the streets, through the crowds of bodies and tears and smiles. Everybody's exchanging hugs and kisses, singing and celebrating as more and more East Germans flood through the gates. Despite the joy and gaiety surrounding you, it's nearly impossible for you to show your teeth in your trademark twisted grin.
When was the last time we spoke?
Almost an entire decade, yes... His face has since faded from memory; all you can recall was a head of slicked-back blond hair and a pair of icy blue irises that peer into the deepest recesses of your soul.
EnglandxReader - The Stars Look Beautiful Tonight by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
EnglandxReader - The Stars Look Beautiful Tonight
A bright red double-decker bus rumbled down the dull London streets, the sidewalks cluttered with umbrellas of all shapes and sizes and patterns shuffling to and fro. Raindrops fell to the cement and pavement, pitter-pattered on windows and rooftops; dark gray clouds crowded the skies and concealed the Sun's light. Today was a dreary day.
On the double-decker bus sat a young man in a suit and a black umbrella and a bouquet of flowers in his lap, his green eyes fluttering restlessly about, landing on one thing then zipping to something else, whether it was a street sign outside the rain-streaked windows or another person
FrancexReader - 7 Minutes in Hell REQUEST by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
FrancexReader - 7 Minutes in Hell REQUEST
When your good friend Feliciano invited you over to his house for a sleepover, you were suspicious and rightfully so. Especially when he called rather than walked over and told you to come immediately. He lived four houses down, and he never called you unless he was away from home.
"Who's going to be there, Feli?" you asked cautiously. "Just you and me, or are you inviting Ludwig?"
"Ah, um... yes!" He didn't say anything for a while and you could hear him smiling.
"Yes what?"
"Huh?"
"You said yes. What are you confirming? Who's going to be there?"
"Oh! Um, well, I'll be t
SpainxReader - The Beach REQUEST by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
SpainxReader - The Beach REQUEST
"C'mon! We're gonna be laaaate!"
"Okay, okay, okay! How are you late getting to"
"Sh sh sh sh shhhhh!!! No talking, put on your swimsuit!"
"I already have it on, Toni, I just need my hat! Help me find it!"
Your boyfriend sped into your room and tripped over... "I found your hat," he said from behind you; you turned to see him waving around a wide-brimmed hat with a white bow wrapped around the dome's base. "Right in the doorway."
With a quiet "I knew it was there," you snatched it from him and put it on your head. From your bed you grabbed a tote bag with
RussiaxReader - Good Work REQUEST by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
RussiaxReader - Good Work REQUEST
"When are you going to start taking care of yourself?" you asked the man on the floor. Ivan looked up at you and giggled a little. "What's so funny?"
"There's..." He pointed at you and swirled his finger in circles. "Three of you~" With that, he fell unconscious.
Facepalm. You grabbed him under the arms and dragged him out the door, leaving him out in the hallway. About to close the door, you had an idea and ran back inside.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ivan groaned, holding his head while he trudged down the street. He didn't remember a thing about last night, but
The tag read "Oz" and I knew right then
You were the one for me.
Not even 6 months were you
but I could see that which
You could become.
When I started dating him,
You weren't fazed.
We got married, moved to a
New house.
But it wasn't much bigger.
When she was born,
You loved her,
It was such a great time.
But we all know that
Good things end
Sometime or
Other.
But soon, we didn't have
Enough space.
Two little flowers
And their bigger flowers
And a fluffy bush with
Emerald eyes.
One of our plants
Had to go.
He chose you.
I said no, but
Who else?
I miss you, Oz.
It's all my fault.
But I never stopped loving
You.
PrussiaxReader - Fly Me to the Moon by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
PrussiaxReader - Fly Me to the Moon
AKA the sequel to "Berenice's Hair"
Five o'clock. The glass door of the planetarium swung open and you appeared, wearing your usual blue windbreaker and bearing a green notebook. Today, you'd decided to reexamine the constellation Delphinus, armed with new knowledge and a clearer head than when you'd had when you had first studied it.
Originally, you'd planned to see Monoceros, the unicorn constellation, but while researching it a little, you rediscovered Delphinus in your notes, and you were downright unhappy with the outcome of your study. So you'd changed your plans at the last minute and had stayed up until past midnight getting informa
PrussiaxReader - Berenice's Hair by wheeljackpwnz, literature
Literature
PrussiaxReader - Berenice's Hair
Every day it was the same thing. You arrived in the planetarium at five p.m., a thick, yellow 5-subject college-ruled notebook in hand and wearing a blue windbreaker with two mechanical pencils and two pens. No matter if it was a weekday or weekend, summer or winter, it was always the same thing. After getting there, you would sit at a certain site and write down the information on the panel exactly in the second section of your notebook, then refer to a page in the first, then scribble something on a clean sheet in the third. The fourth and fifth sections contained drawings: the fourth had planets and constellations, while the fifth had gal
Rrriiing! Rrriiing! Sicily bounded over to the telephone and picked up the receiver. "Ciao, Sicily speaking," she said. "Who is it?"
"This is Germany. I need you to come over as soon as you can." His tone was urgent and strained.
"Huh? Why?" Sicily was worried, because anything that scared Germany like this....
Germany hesitated. "...It's Prussia." He quickly hung up.
She'd heard the click, but still yelled, "What? What about Prussia?!" Sicily didn't replace the receiver, but her hand hovered over the dial, unsure whether or not to call back the blond. After a short moment, she slammed the black handset down and rushed to get a suitcase.
World Powers Pickup Lines by bookworm555, literature
Literature
World Powers Pickup Lines
Francesca: Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?
Emerich: Wanna see my bratwurst? It's huge.
Hiro: -Mumbles- I've got a long katana. Blushes-
Jane: I'm not trying to impress you or anything, but... I'm Batman!
Edwina: Being without you is like being afflicted with the Cruciatus Curse.
Francine: I don't know what you think of me, but I hope it's X-rated.
Shen: You're so beautiful that you made me forget my pickup line. Aiyah!
Ivan: I want to annex your territory. Evil grin-
Elts: Option 1: I'll treat you like I treat my homework. Slam you on my desk and do you all night long
The Little Sparrow by sense-and-stupidity, literature
Literature
The Little Sparrow
Her name was Emma, and she wasn't afraid of falling. For as long as she could remember she had been jumping - always plummeting. She understood the laws of nature: no matter how high she climbed, gravity would always carry her back to the ground; gravity would always grant her momentum to fall and wind-resistance to float. She understood why birds had wings and humans didn't; it was because humans would just as soon leave, and they belonged on the ground.
They always called her a little sparrow, always trying to fly, but they never understood that she didn't want updrafts or wings, she only wanted to scale walls and scurry up trees, to test
Free Llama and Watch for Critique? ANOTHER UPDATE by PastaNotWar, journal
Free Llama and Watch for Critique? ANOTHER UPDATE
:new: So I've been thinking it would be really nice to get some Critiques on some of my stories before my Premium Membership runs out. I really want to know where I'm at in my writing and how can I improve. So I'm going to make a deal. If you give a thoughtful, constructive Critique on any of my stories listed below, then I will happily give you a llama and even Watch you~! (okay, that sounded less creepy in my head XD ) Okay!~ Thank you so much for your time! :la:
http://fav.me/d4ilxe9 Contest Entry: HetaliaxReader
http://fav.me/d4mq7pz Magician!Englandx
Probably won't check dA often anymore (a bit late for that, isn't it?). I'm on Tumblr now! But I don't write anymore. Well I might once in a while, but... I'll leave this here... *creeps away*
I went through my fanfiction here and cried. WHY?
Just what it says on the tin: I'm taking a critique request. ONE, UNO, 1. I'll probably reopen this later after I finish the critique. (I might not even finish it, urgh.) So, onto the terms and whatnot.
1. It has to be a reader insert of Hetalia (for now. Maybe I'll expand my critiquing universe later). MAYBE a non-reader insert if I'm intrigued. All characters are acceptable, and stories requested of the author are also fine.
2. It must be your own work.
3. If the title is misspelled, forget about it.
4. If half of it is written in text speak, forget about it.
5. At least 75% of the work must have proper punctuation.
6. If you'r
That's okay. I don't normally do chains either, but hug-spreading is a nice chain. Plus, you'll never know if you'll make someone's day. So I made this exception~~ XD