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mehThis morning I awoke in shock from a nightmare. Ah, what a horrible nightmare it was! A nightmare I can describe in every detail. For the nightmare, you see, was my life.
And now I’m at about the end of it, I think it’s about time I write it down. Maybe It’ll show that however much of a failure you think you are, you are an artist. And an artist is never a failure.
The first years of my life were as perfect as could be, I was happy. I was a hippie with a beautiful girlfriend. I was fitting in. Being a teenager in the 70’s was perfect. I didn’t feel hatred, I could draw… This soon ended, though.
Once the 70’s ended I became as miserable as possible. I hated life and society. I lost my friends, my creativity, my girlfriend… All this hatred did trigger something inside me; the will to change something. Which for a long time kept me going. But after a while this also faded. The angst took place for hopelessness. Intens hopelessness. Hopeles
A short note from Adrian ColinThis story is meant to open the eyes of young artists. That however painful things may be, however much of a failure you are, you are an artist and you will die as one.
My insecurities have always been a problem to me. It's kept me from showing my face out there. I blame my failure on my insecurities rather than the ignorance of this world. I was a failure because I couldn't show the beauty of this world. Now I know I didn't have to do that at all. We artists put our soul onto canvas, disguised as a certain object. That's the true beauty of art; to stare at one's soul.
Mending Flowers (Male! Hungary x Reader x ?)
(Male! Hungary x reader x ?)
2nd installment to 'Crushing Flowers'
I’m stupid….the awesome :iconmasamihayato: pointed out how fucked up I did the ages…..GAH I’m stupid.
Danny (because I’m too lazy to do that thing with the key bored yadda yadda stuff): also 27
Everybody else is either 26, 27, or 28
They met when they were in their early twenties (21) and married at 23, reader finished lawyer school(?) (XD) at 26.
Does this make more sense? I was trying to equal up the ages and stuff but I must have forgotten to edit certain parts out, gomen, excuse my laziness!
Alright! Sorry! Story time!
Zombie Hospital Part 1Author's Note: I have heard of the walking dead, I have not seen it. So if anything resembles it is purely coincidental. I did however watch High School of the dead, which in part inspired this story.
Story tags: zombies, Horror, Pregnant, Gravid, Round, Zewhatcher, Pregnancy,
It was late 2013 and the zombie outbreak had begun to spread. The first reported cases were rare, out in the middle of nowhere. Small areas in the jungles of South America and Africa, then it began to appear in larger metropolitan areas and then it spread around the globe. Medical experts and scientists did their best to try and figure out where patient zero was and how to combat the disease, but were soon running for their lives as the lately dead erupted from their coffins.
Gamers tried and failed at fighting off the zombie horde; unlike how many thought they would be. It turns out that shooting a gun in a video game and shooting one in real life are very, very different.
Akise x Male!Reader - Broken Glass - Chapter 2
Author's Note; Right. So, this is practically episode 8. I've went through the whole episode to try and get everyone's lines right, and of course add [Male Name]'s lines into it.
[Male Name] casually strode into the almost empty classroom, his hair ruffled and his balance a little off. He had dark rings outlining his [eye colour] eyes, revealing to all the evidence of his lack of sleep.
It was true, he had not been sleeping lately. People had asked him what was the matter, noticing the bags beneath his eyes. He simply laughed, waving it off as he told them that it was just 'staying up and playing video games all night'. This however, was not true in the slightest. Sure, [Male Name] did enjoy video games, but this was not the reason for his lack of sleep.
But we'll come back to that later...
His tired eyes glanced around the room, noting down that his best friend was off. Again. This did not take him by surprise though. Akise had been off quite a lot lately. N
Allies x Wounded!Soldier!Male!Reader Chapter 2 Allies x Wounded!Soldier!Male!Reader: Chapter 2
-The Next Day-
[Male Name] woke up just as Penny walked in, “Good morning, Mr. [Last Name].” she said as she set a tray of breakfast food onto the small table next to the man’s bed. “Morning, and you can call me [Male Name] you know.” said the [h/c] male as he sat up and started eating. “Of course.” replied Penny as she pulled the covers off of the male and removed the dirtied bandages on the stump of what was left of the male’s leg. She then re-bandaged the stump with some clean bandages. “How are you feeling? Do you need more pain med?” asked Penny as she looked on the [h/c]. “I feel pretty good, but I am starting to feel some pain.” “Alright, then I will give you a little more medication.” said Penn
Angel!Russia x Ghost!Reader - Faith (1/2)It’s usually started when the sun was lazily hiding behind the horizon. Sky was still full of shades of red and orange, lively colours that were slowly turning into a deep indigo. There was a calm breeze you wished to fell and a quiet hum of river which was running it’s course under the bridge. Even though it was a road, rarely you could see a car passing by. People didn’t like this place. And since two years ago they had build another road not so far from here the bridge became almost abandon. Almost because there were still kids that came here at night. Teenagers from a nearby city that used to drink under the bridge while playing loud, noisy music. You didn’t really like them. They were disrupting the silence and cluttering they’re surrounding.
But today was no different. They came early at the twilight. From the distance you could hear they’re little chit-chats. Nothing interesting or important. It was hard not to grimace hearing most of the topi
Revenge of the Siblings (2) The employee grabbed a pink corset out of her box, and fit it around my waist. She pulled on it with all her might, shrinking my waist down as much as possible, wiping the breath out of me.
"This next part is very special." The employee said, taking out a weird looking body suit out of the box. There were wires and needles and all sorts of things running everywhere inside of the body suit, and it took her a long time to attach all the needles and wires to me, while gluing the body suit to my body. "This is so you can be controlled when your sisters want you to do something." I noticed that the body suit had giant E - sized breasts with it, and when I struggled around, the boobs jiggled and moved around - just like normal ones.
The employee glued the neck of the body suit to me, fitting in the last wires and needles into my body. She then bent down and undid the locks on the boots. I instantly tried to run away, but for some reason I coul
Germany x Albino!Child!Reader x Prussia Ch.3
As Ludwig put back the medical items, he thought about the girl. 'There's something about the madchen Prussia brought home.' he thought. He couldn't figure out what it was though. She seemed to know German perfectly but understands no English. One of the things that confused the blonde was her appearance.
"Who would hurt a little girl?" Germany said to himself. He then decided to ask the person himself. He headed back to the place he left the madchen and Gilbert at but stopped when he found his brother standing outside his room.
"Is something wrong bruder?" Germany asked his white-haired brother. Gilber's head then snapped up to look at him and he instantly broke into a grin.
"Kesese~ Just thinking West!"
"Where's the madchen?" Germany asked as he narrowed his eyes. If he locked the poor girl in his room with THOSE stuff-
Celestial Academy - Chapter 1
The bell rang out as a flock of birds flew from the watch tower. Students bustled about, chattering with people they know, and some making new acquaintances. The sun rose high into the sky and a late summer breeze washed over the open area. A few students walked inside the building, while some were still making their way over on the path. However, one student remained behind on a bench, a freshman dressed in a white uniform. His pen slid over the pages of a tattered sketchbook. His tongue stuck out to the side a bit as his emerald eyes followed each stroke of the pen. For a moment, his left hand rested at his side, and the lad smiled at his work. His smile soon drooped as his pen went back to work, gliding over a few mistakes left behind from before.
“Hey! Stop that,” a feminine voice called from behind him. His pen stopped for a moment; his ears tuned in to the conversation budding behind him. Again, the voice continued,
Adrian's WordsMy name is Adrian Colin. I dedicated my life to art, unfortunately.
I've spent years trying to break through, but without success. I will never give up art, though. Art is the essence in my life, and how can I possibly give up my life? In a hundred years they might acknowledge my work. Honestly, art is a curse. Art is cruel. But art is worth it.
Little Miss It“Do you enjoy her company?”
That, Avadaci concluded, had been the extent of his grandfather’s kindness. Thank the stars he had broken his neck after a failed attempt to ascend the castle staircase. Not that many were privy to this information. The official listing on the cause of death involved something along the lines of falling in battle after slaying at least a dozen demons, although this was treated with quite a bit of skepticism by the general populace. Yet, interestingly enough, a decent portion of the locals believed a tale about the cannibals of Unkhtom devouring him whole.
Not that Avadaci really cared how his grandfather had died. He was just glad he was dead. And if he was glad his grandfather had died, Avadaci wondered, why did he have to attend his funeral? In fact, the whole kingdom was glad his grandfather had died. Why did they have to attend the funeral?
“Oh Avad,” proclaimed his mother, “obv
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