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I'm so soorrrrryyy I haven't been updating >,< I'm in a deep lazy mood..whatever...
I hope you like it
This might become a series...
Warning! : this has cursing and things that contain blood and gore this is not for children!
Please turn back now if you dislike this kind of thing!
Here I am sitting in the rain. Not because I'm sad or anything! I enjoy the rain very much! I like the feeling of the little wet droplets hitting against my frozen skin! Yup! I'm totally not getting sick.
The smile on my face deceives people...People walk to me laughing enjoying the happiness radiating of me...What they don't know is that everything is a lie...The smiles,the happiness,and joyfulness I seem to show...
My name is (name) (surname). When I was little I learned that life doesn't have happy endings. People s
Abused!Reader X LithuaniaYou fingers ghosted across the page, leading the pencil lightly along in the shape you saw fit, and in a couple of meaningful seconds, you clearly saw something beautiful waiting to happen while others saw a few light ovals, circles, and lines. You felt a small, microscophic smile slide it's way onto your usually emotionless face. You lightly shaded the right lines in a bit darker, and there, you could easily see a person smiling and waving at you from the page. You sighed, carefully adding the plump, kissable lips in the right place, the shy looking blue eyes in the perfect positions, the triangular nose dead center, the eyebrows that were set in a caustiously friendly pose. You flicked your wrist a few times to outline shoulder-length brown hair, shading it in to match. You quickly copied the image of his clothes from your mind. You added some detail and shading, and soon, it was more a photo of the new boy then a picture of a mindless girl. Your fingers brushed against his
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"N-no, I'm ok. I s-swear." ________ stuttered. Why did he care so much? Wasn't he the one known for not giving two shits? "I-I'll just c-cover them up a-ag-" She stopped her self from finishing the sentence and ran into the bathroom, immediately taking out her cover up. 'That was close' She thought. 'I don't need to be dragging down others around me because of this.'
Finishing making everything presentable, _______ peeked out of the bathroom and sighed in relief when Matt wasn't there. Stepping out, she quickly made it to her classroom, only a few minutes late. Sitting in her far corner seat where everyone avoided, she pulled out her homework, work book, and sketch pad.
_______ began mindlessly drawing in her sketch pad, not really looking at what she was drawing. When she finally took a good long look at what she drew, she realized it was him. She drew Matt. Why? How did her effect her so much that she mindlessly drew him? ______ sat there, co
England X Depressed!ReaderYou sat in the dark, reading stories from your computer in the corner of your living room. You lived in a small three bedroom house, two bathrooms, a living room, and a family room which your parents had converted into a bedroom for your older sister when you were born. You were the youngest child, both you and your older brother having rooms to yourselves, the last actual bedroom left to your parents who were currently away on a trip to someplace exotic. You had run out of soda so you stood up to get more. You slowly walked into the kitchen, having decided to make ramen instead of refill your drink. You were wearing a jacket, the hood up, and it was quite a few sizes too big. The jacket technically isn't yours; it's your older brothers. You didn't bother to pull up the sleeves which were about four inches to long on your arms.
Your brother had died in a car accident with his best friend just a few days ago, and his funeral was tomorrow, with your parent's gone your grandmot
Romano X Depressed!Reader- Request.Life. Sucks.
You felt numb all over. You wanted to curl up and die right here and now. You were currently in the Girls bathroom of the mall crying into the sink as Elizabetha and Mei, your best friends since birth, were keeping guard so no one could come in. What was the reason you were here? Easy, everything in your live was crumbling. Nothing was happy anymore. No one noticed you anymore. Your parents split up two weeks ago, you were failing all your classes and had 3 hours of detention on you every day, and to top it all off, the guy you had been crushing on since forever, Lovino, and yes you liked him! No matter what others said about him! had been "secretly" dating Antonio, and by the way, you were the only one Antonio hated. And you know how you found out?
"Have you heard?" Elizabetha asked while she, Mei, and you were at the mall
"Heard what?" Mei asked, tilting her head.
"Antonio and Lovino are dating!" Elizabetha giggled.
"Oh that, that's old news, they've been dati
Hetalia x Abused! Reader Chapter OneEngland’s POV:
I was walking through an ally using it as a short-cut to get to the meeting place, it being held in America this month. It was abandoned and disgusting there, but it was the fastest way and I was already late. The perfect scones don’t take ten minutes to bake, you know. It was getting late, shadows were growing from every angle and the street lights in the distance were starting to turn on. I was walking past a huge pile of trash (gross!) when I heard a soft moan. I looked around, not seeing anybody, and started to walk again. But before I could take even three steps, I heard another, more painful moan.
“Hey.” A mysterious voice said. It sounded like a young girl voice. I looked at the direction I heard the voice from, and I could barely make out a human shape. It was a girl, lying on the trash pile.
“Kill me.” She said.
“What?” I asked, astonished a little girl would say that.
“Kill me. I can’t move. I’m
SpainxAbused!Reader part 1The first yellow leaf falls from a tree in the schoolyard; autumn had officially begun, and with it, so did the school year. You were dressed in a (color) turtleneck sweater, blue jeans, and boots. Your thick (hair color) hair gently brushed against your cheeks as you walked through the hallway, trying your best to hide in the crowd. Sadly, your warm attire when compared to the summery clothes of most of the other students made you stick out like a sore thumb. A lot of people have asked if you felt warm in your turtleneck, and while the cotton felt itchy around your neck, you said you didn’t mind.
You had seen a variety of new students at your school; not just the freshmen and sophomores that just came in, but several transfer students were there as well. Each one was from a different country; there was one from Canada, one from Germany, one from China, even one from Egypt! It was an ethnic melting pot! You used to be one that’d be
England x Abused!Reader -Irony- 2TT^TT so many of you liked it... I'm so happy (\__/)
I'm gonna do this series longer :3
It's 1:00 am in here. What am I doing.
So post a comment of what you think.
Slight cursing at the end..
Now it's summer! Now where going to the beach. My two sister is going! Yes! I finally get to do something fun with them! One word. Lies. You know it's not very hard. Putting on a mask. A mask of emotion...feeling you wish never existed...Lets not talk about that!for now...Lets talk about what happen in the hospital.
" just kidding " I said no emotion in my voice. I sat there. Waiting. Waiting for the person t
Russia x Bullied!Reader A Real Sweetheart part 1Face it; it’s not fun being the new kid in school. You had just moved into a new neighborhood and you had zilch friends there. You did well in classes, but you were also a target for some of the schools bullies, the worst one being this one boy you utterly despised: Derek. Derek was pretty much your average school bully; white shirt, leather jacket, greasy hair, and all. Whenever he saw you in the halls he’d always throw your text books out of your hands and make you play “52 Card Pick Up” with your papers. Most of the other bullies, including the two in Derek’s posse, Austin and Forest, just name called.
Still, you tried to make the best of it. You had a pair of loving parents and some nice teachers, your new school wasn’t too far from your house, and soon you hear another new kid was coming to the school. Maybe this was a chance to finally make a friend!
However, when you DO finally find out who he is… needless to say you’re ra
SpainxAbused!Reader FINALThe following morning, you awaken in your hospital bed. The groggy feeling of the anesthetic had worn off and your mind was clear again after a good night’s sleep. You see beside you Spain, who was still fast asleep with his head resting on the bed and your hand in his hand. Carefully you remove your hand from his and gently pet his head, your fingers going through his thick brown hair.
“Hmmmm…” you hear a small sigh from him as his eyes blinked open sleepily. He looks at you and smiles.
“Morning, ________,” he greets you happily.
“Morning…” you reply back.
It was at that moment you hear the sound of someone running in the hallway. It gets louder and louder until you see your mother run into the room.
“________!” she says.
“MOM!” you shout as you mother runs over to you and the two of you embrace.
“You have no idea how worried sick I was when we found you gone! I’m
SpainxAbused!Reader part 3“Miss ________,” your teacher’s voice speaks to you, “Miss ________, are you paying attention?”
You tried your best to stay awake, but sadly you haven’t slept for a week. Not since Allen had started leaving you out of the house each night. Once again, your mother hasn’t noticed a thing. Now, sadly, the lack of sleep was starting to get the better of you and you’ve started dozing off in class.
“Sorry, Sir,” you say to him, “I’m listening.”
The teacher goes back up to the board. You gaze up at the clock; almost time for the class to let out. You keep trying to listen to the best of your abilities, but sadly your eyes were at the point where they’d often try to close themselves, and your teacher’s droning voice did not help in the least. You rest your heavy head on your hand to keep it up. You start dozing again when the bell suddenly rings. You immedia
SpainxAbused!Reader part 2“Hola, _________!” Spain calls you from across the hallway.
It’s been a few weeks since school started, and so far things have been going well… or rather as well as they could go. You still had certain issues at home, but school was going great.
“Hi, Spain,” you greet him, “How are you?”
“Good,” he replies, “How are you, today?”
“Eh, can’t complain.”
“Hey, um, I was wondering,” Spain began to talk, with a noticeable hint of blush on his cheeks, “What are you doing after school today?”
“Aside going home?” you say, “Not much. Why?”
“Well, me and my friends were going to go to a cafe in town after school,” Spain explained, “Would you… like to go with me?”
Your face turns a little red.
“Spain,” you speak, “Are you… asking me out on a date?”
“If you’d like it to
DenmarkxAbused!Reader Tears of a Fragile Dreamer 1DenmarkxAbused!Reader Tears of a Fragile Dreamer Part 1
WARNING: abusive drunk parent! Read at your own risk! I bid thee fair warning.
You had another horrible day. God was not on your side. But your whole life was like this. Your parents had gotten divorced and your mother was forced to take custody of you.
"THAT IS IT! I'VE HAD IT!"
Your father took a nearby vase and threw it against the wall. It shattered into a million pieces. Your parents had been fighting for who knows what reason for who knows how long.
And your father's, who was fed up with your mother's yelling, temper had broken.
There was dead silence for a second.
"I am sick and tired of you blaming me for everything!"
You, who were hiding in the hallway behind the door, gasped in shock, but quickly bit your lip. Your father was usually quiet when your mother was yelling at him, speaking only to defend himself.
"I'm sorry- " your mom
SpainxAbused!Reader part 4Married…
The word echoed in your mind as you sat on your bed.
It echoed like a mantra. You couldn’t speak, all you could do is shiver.
Your mother had just said she was marrying Allen. She’s engaged to that monster. He was going to become her husband. He’d become your step-father. That monster would be here forever.
“No… No…” you murmured, “No… No…”
You couldn’t even breathe at this point. You hugged your pillow close to you and cried. Allen was probably going to torment you far worse now that he’d be marrying your mother. He was a clean-cut, manipulative bastard, and your mother loved him. Your mother wanted to marry him. He was going to make the rest of your life a living hell. You’d be tormented day in and day out. And there’s nothing you can do about it.
… No. You won’
Canada x Abused!Reader: Scars 1~*~*Canada x Abused!Reader: Scars 1
"I hate this! I'm your only daughter, the daughter thats been here beside you this whole time, and you come here and treat me like shit!?"
Everyday. Everyday he would wake you up in the dead of night and just beat you down. Ever since your mother left he would drink, get wasted, or take drugs. At first he had control over his actions and would never touch a hair on you.
'But things always change' you thought.
"Shut the fuck up! I'm sick of hearing your voice! You ungrateful child!". He gave another hard slap across the face.
Tears stung your eyes. You missed the old dad. The dad that would help you in any situation, the dad that would take you out for icecream when you make good grades, and the same dad that would give you hugs and say 'I love you' than rather beating you with whatever he could find. He's disappearing without a trace, leaving a cruel replacement behind him.
"No, FATHER, I'm the one who should be saying those word
Russia x Depressed!Reader - And If I Fall [Part 1]“Tell me how this all started, (f/n).”
You let out a breathy laugh and turned to face your therapist. Miss Elizaveta was a nice woman, with long brown hair and a smile that could light up a room. Her eyes seemed to simply shine when she spoke of the things she loved, and being the woman that she was, Elizaveta loved to help people. “I guess you could say that all this started when I was younger. I’ve always been somewhat odd, in lack of a better way of putting it. I just feel like I don’t belong. It’s a strange feeling, you know? It’s as if I’m a broken window. People don’t want to get close to me, and if they do, it’s just to piece me back together just so that they can break me again.
“The first time that I was bullied was in third grade, I think. Some of the girls used to tease me for having my hair in pig tails, as stupid as it seems. I remember that they all used to have their hair done nicely by their mothers in th
Hetalia x Abused! Depressed! Maid! ReaderA/N: WARNING this is sad and since i made it so long earlier i split it up into 2 parts this is part 1!
Hetalia x Maid! Depressed! Abused! Reader
The Grass is Always Greener
Another blow to the stomach and you were down.
"Maybe that will teach you to do as your told." your uncle hissed as he slammed the door to your dark room.
You slowly and painfully picked yourself up from the cool wooden floor and choked out a sob.
Sadly, this was your daily routine.
Ever since your parents died in a fire when you were 4, you have been living with your drunken uncle. Whenever he drank, he would hit you. Whenever he was sober, he screamed at you.
You couldn't win.
A few years ago, you were forced to drop out of school because your Uncle refused to pay. You tried getting many jobs but they never really paid much. So, when you were scanning through your newspaper yesterday, you found an add.
"UNITED NATIONS MAID WANTED" this interested you. And the pay was more than all your prev
Catching You Depressed!Reader x Germany
A/N: WARNING! Depression, sensitive feelings, suicidal thoughts, and some foul language! No like no hate. Just go back to the previous page now enjoy!
I'd fallen in love with a woman but she broke up with me and I was devastated. Six months later, I went into a suicidal depression from the break-up of the relationship, but I resolved to not do what my friends had done. And so I reached out for help.
- Aron Ralston
" I'm tired of this shit! Being hurt, being bullied, feeling misery, being depressed, I'M SICK OF THIS SHIT! I WANT IT ALL TO END! " I thought to myself as I ran. I ran towards the bridge of London, England, huffing and puffing, losing my breaths at each second. I felt like my life was draining in seconds, being sucked in a black hole, losing myself to depression and misery.
I wanted all of this to end.. I knew that I needed help, but.. What would my friends do? What would they even do?
Saying, " Don't worry ___, it's not even a big deal. " Or, " Just get through it.