OldAge is not what people see,Old by luna-nightgoddess
It is what we are to be.
Old is not a word of doom,
It is a passage of what we will be soon.
Old is just a word and phrase,
But to some it will only be a phase.
BooksSome books are for cooks,Books by luna-nightgoddess
Some are for fun,
Others are for brothers and sisters as one.
Some are very old,
But some are really new,
And some cant be seperated from me or from you.
Some books come in threes,
others in fives,
But most books help us to live our lives.
Some tell us stories,
Some tell us facts.
But most importantly of all is that it allways stays on track.
Some books are for cooks,
Some are for fun,
And others are just ment to be read one by one.
Pregnancythey say there is a glow,Pregnancy by luna-nightgoddess
most say this isnt so,
they say there is a joy,
most say this is just a ploy,
they say it will be fun,
most say it weighs a ton,
they say it will be something,
and that so far is true.
EnglandxReader--Stay With Me ForeverEnglandxReader--Stay With Me Forever by Asuye
The tears rolled relentlessly down my cheeks and I wiped them away angrily, glaring at the remains of the black ship, the Black's Pride (such a creative name, I know) that still bobbed on the waters. How the hell did I get myself here? Why was I even on this damned ship? My sword clanked at my side as I turned to face the captain of the pirate ship, the Devil's Storm.
"…is it still there?"
A man with a red coat and a pure white jacket walked up to me. His messy blonde hair dangled over his shining green eyes. His figure was unusually short for his age; nineteen or so. Black pants adorned his legs, and with also black boots, it seemed that he wasn't wearing any shoes at all.
I nodded furiously, accepting the lace handkerchief he handed me and wiped my eyes madly, attempting to rid myself of the water that I hated so much. The liquid, that, to me, symbolized defeat and weakness. The captain watched me, his eyes sad.
"Why did you want to come here, love?"
England x Reader ~It Ends Tonight~England x Reader ~It Ends Tonight~ by Lavi245
England x Reader ~It Ends Tonight~
"It Ends Tonight" by The All-American Rejects
(Haha It’s probably sooo not what you’re thinking btw. It has a “happy ending.”)
They strangle me.
“Arthur?” ____ asked quietly at the door. “Please, come out.” She stood at the door of my study. I had the door locked and all of the lights off but one measly lamp at the far end of the room. I didn’t want to talk. This is the day that pains me the most. I sat there tears silently streaming down my already tear stained face. I don’t know why this day pains me so much. America wasn’t my only colony that declared independence. Maybe it was because I raised him on my own. He was like my own child. But he left me. Alone. Only _____ saved me. Every year this happens. I know it kills her inside when July, 4th comes around and she sees me like this. Well no exactly sees but hears for I refuse to come out
England x Reader - Best Ways to ComfortEngland x Reader – Best Ways to ComfortEngland x Reader - Best Ways to Comfort by Hiyono-chan1209
Arthur jumped as he heard that shriek, followed almost immediately by a loud thump and a crash. He jumped up, flinging the book in his lap onto the floor and spilling his hot tea he had been taking a sip of into his lap in the process. The cup clattered to the floor as he leapt around in circles swearing for a moment, trying to distract himself from the burning. As soon it was slightly more bearable, Arthur ran towards where the sounds had been coming from.
His footsteps thumped on the wooden flooring of the old cabin as Arthur tore up the stairs and ran down the hallway, heading for the bedroom. He flung open the door to find (f/n) lying face down on the floor. Her torso was flat on the floor, while from the hips below she was on her side. Her hair flowed from her head in a messy and wavy pool, and her arms lay on the ground in positions that made her look like she was trying to claw tracks into the wood. For all Art
EnglandXReader A Cup of Tea from You...You came home from your usual busy day. All you wanted to do was go home, relax, and spend some time with Arthur. But by the time you arrived home, your thoughts and feeling became so hopeless and saddening that you felt trapped by your mind. You needed to cry but well it had been quite some time since you had shed tears. It got to the point that you felt your heart became so cold that you forgot how to cry. But the funny thing was that your eyes did get watery and red when you got sad. Yet there were never tears. Tears that you wished could come to your eyes and help you wash away the sadness. Although you didn’t shed tears you still didn’t want Arthur to see you that way. You didn’t want to see his green eyes look at you with worry and sorrow. That would only make things worse.EnglandXReader A Cup of Tea from You... by cheesycheesecrackers
When you got home you went straight the room you and Arthur shared. There you took of you jacket qui