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Ever had one song that meant SO much to you? Bring up some memories, some good, some bad? Make you cry or make you wanna dance? Feel the beat and get hyped or hear the tone and chill? Ever had one song that summarized you or an event that has happened in your life, so perfectly that when you hear it, its all you can think about? Well, I have. Choose a song, choose your story~

Song~ I know you wanna leave me But I refuse to let you go You were packing up. You were so sick of his antics, the attention he gets, and the way girls flock to him like pigeons in NYC. You needed to clear your head up a bit.  You did love him, but you couldn’t handle him right now. Who you might ask? Well none other than the infamous Alfred F. Jones.  Known throughout the US, and part of Canada to be a heart throb, who’s obsessed with videogames, horror movies, and has a big appetite. If I have to beg and plead for your sympathy I don't mind 'cause you mean that much to me The two of you just came home from a restaurant wh

~Stay With Me~ Listen while you read~ https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=-rC8RRXcfeo Guess it's true, I'm not good at a one-night stand But I still need love 'cause I'm just a man "Im leaving for the plane now." The beautiful woman infront of him said as she finished putting on her jacket. She turned to him as he sat up in bed, and pulled a shirt over his toned chest. These nights never seem to go to plan I don't want you to leave, will you hold my hand? "You know how to make me stay. Its not to late Vash." She said cooly, with a subtle hint of longing. Of course he knew how to make her stay, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. You s

You had been walking for ever it seemed like. If you were right, based off the way the moon is positioned in the sky, its about nine o clock at night. You were so tired. And not to mention cold. You wrapped your arms around your self tighter, trying to keep warm. Your dress had gotten torn on the hem, and your shoes were about to wear through. 'I have to stay awake.' You think to yourself. So you do what comes to you naturally. You sing. Usually you don't sing, because you were a little self conscious, but you were alone. So you began. Stay awake, don't rest your head Don't lie down upon your bed While the moon drifts in the skies Stay awak

Today was the day. Yes today you were going to the Ouran Host Club. And no it wasn't for a host, it was for one of the customers. Kasanoda. Most people called him cold or harsh, but you knew the truth. When he thought he was alone, you were watching him feed the birds in the Ouran Rose Garden. You knew he had a heart, one of the few that knew, even though he was gaining in popularity. You would love to tell your feelings to him, but.... Well.... You were the shyest girl EVER. You were walking down the polished halls and into the corridor, heading towards music room 3. Once you reached it, you gingerly put your hand on the door handle, and ca

The sun peeked it's sunny rays into your window and onto your sleeping face, waking you up. You yawned and rubbed your eyes. You looked at your digital clock. 8:30.  You stretched your arms and sniffed the air. Was that the smell of.... Pasta...... And is that..... Signing I hear? You lazily got up and made your way down the stairs to the kitchen. You peeked in and saw your adorable boyfriend, Feli, signing to himself as he made pasta with his back turned to you. My friends, we are about to embark on the most odious, the most evil, the most diabolical scheme of my illustrious career. A crime to top all crimes,a crime that will live in infam

Werewolf Prussia x Reader Will you love me? There you were in the orchard of the small village that you called home. You were picking apples. No, they weren't for you. They were for the other orphans. Others you ask? Yes, you were an orphan. You were sixteen, but the orphanage had grown crowded, so you opted yourself to leave, for the sake of another child. Though you do have a small cottage on the outskirts of the town, near the forest. You see, the village had recognized your act of kindness and wanted you to have a place to live. Anyway back to the story. You were sitting on a tree branch, merrily picking the ripe, red fruits of the str

It has been a month sense your last weapon robbery. One month since you meet that tall, blonde, german policeman named Ludwig. And tonight you were going out to the same museum to steal that weapon that had caught your eye last time. Remember what it is? No? Well if you don't remember, it was that katana. Oh yes, that glorious katana from the early Japanese era. It was a 100% steel, decorated with silver and gold, and sharper than a razor. It was going to be yours. So there you were, on the roof of the museum, ready to go in through the air ducts this time, trying to throw the police off in more than one way. The other way is that instead of

Note: this time period is the original time that Black Butler was set in (except ciel and Alois are older ),but I do put more modern music in my inserts so don't ask how the music got there because its from another time period. My answer will be either magic or Sebastian. Just roll with it. Enjoy! Screams. Crying. Pleading. Gun shots. Bleeding. Drunken laughter. Clashing waves. Thunder and Lightning. Darkness. Thats what haunted your dreams. That night. You remember every detail of the night that ended the life that you used to know. You jolted out of bed, waking up from your nightmare. 'Time to start another day.' You thought as you walke

26)Animal!Country x Reader 26)After a break-up 10)Friendship then 9)Your Choice romance) 20)A stuffed toy 10)Manly 11)Negative 15)France 20)A stuffed toy Your heart stopped. There he was, your boyfr- no.... Ex-boyfriend. He was behind a tree, sucking on a girl's face, on what was on your 11 th month anniversary. He had taken you out for a movie, but said he had to go to the bathroom half way thru. You not seeing his filthiness yet, thought nothing of it. When he was gone for half an hour you got worried. You stepped into the confession section and asked the employees if they had seen him. They told you that he had stepped out of the theater.

"I don't love you any more." The woman's voice was sturdy and sure as she spoke. But that was the complete opposite of what she felt. Every syllable killed her to speak, and she was seconds from bursting into tears. The man she had been speaking to looked at her like a kicked puppy, opening his mouth to speak but no words came out. Tears slipped from his violet eyes and beneath his glasses to roll down his cheeks, and he closed his mouth. "Very well."    That memory haunted you like a relentless ghost every day for the last six years. You remembered it like it was yesterday. All because it was one big lie on your part. But he never came ba

“Mr. Austria?  Are you sure it’s okay for us to be here?” “It’s a field trip.   Of course it’s okay!” I held _________’s hand in mine tightly.  I could tell she was feeling scared about being here; this was the first time in a long while she had been out of the orphanage.  When she was 4, her parents had dropped her off with a promise to come back, but they never did.  Rumors ranging from they simply abandoned her there because they didn’t want her to they died in an accident or a fire were around the other children as to why.  Either way, she’s been with us for about 4… g

A/N: OH LORD I MADE IT. Contest Submission for UraharaSteph (https://www.deviantart.com/uraharasteph)! Fifth and ABSOLUTELY FINAL attempt~! Oh, and Yao may seem a bit OOC because he's a hormonal, sexy, demon teenager, aru~! |^ W ^| --------------- Long ago, in ancient China, it was believed that demons were a scourge on all humans, wishing only for their suffering. So humans - who really had once been in harmony with the demons - turned their backs on them, fearing and attacking them whenever the opportunity arrived. The shock of the humans sudden cruelty towards them planted seeds of hatred in the hearts of the demon lords, imbedded and nourished with bloodshed of their own

A/N: Um... May contain hints of sexual acts or whatnot. Yup... *headdesks* --------------- Nine inch heels come marching in To please a black tied dirty old man, Staring, sweating, barely caring, slurring, "Break me in" The door slowly opens behind you. Its hinges creak and moan, threatening to break. In your dusty mirror, you see a familiar and handsome blonde head peer in at you. "___, you 'ave a customer," he says in his sweet and cold French accent. With only a small nod of acknowledgement, you go back to applying your thick and dark make-up. Bloody red lipstick, matching rouge. Then comes the fake eyelashes, long and thick like feat

Music filled the ballroom as people around you started to dance. With a fake smile greeted the guests all day, with a mask that covered your furious eyes, you stood there as a wallflower. With polite voices they congratulated you on your eighteenth birthday. "What a lovely dress..." "You grown up so fast..." "What a perfect young lady..." Excusing yourself you ran to the balcony craving some fresh air. As you stood under the dark sky you let out a sigh. Being the heir of a kingdom wasn't easy. Hearing your mothers call, you went inside, putting that fake and confident smile on your face again. "Where were you darling ?" She smiled "All

Note: I'm going to be your best friend in this fic, and I'm actually really important, but I don't want to share my real name, so for practical purposes, I'm going to be called "Novae". This is for ~dragonmunchy (https://www.deviantart.com/dragonmunchy) , although I don't think this is what she had in mind when she wanted an England fic for her contest prize. Note: You might think the beginning is sort of useless, but it's a key part of the story. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "(Name), did you hear?" You turned to look at Novae. You sighed. She always did manage to get herself into trouble; this time wi