Heta-Therapy

     “I’m home,” you called as the door closed behind you, the click of the latch both satisfying and disturbing; if you could only be free behind locked doors, what sort of freedom was it really?    A sad echo of your voice was the only response you received; concern crept into your system as you dropped your bag and kicked your shoes off, met only by the sound of silence.      “Natalya?”    Your footsteps were quieter than the irrational pounding of your heart as you slowly delved further into your house, checking each room. With each door that opened to an empty room, a fist of apprehension tightened aro

Ponytail [2P!Canada||Matt Williams]            “A-Are you sure you wanna do this, Mattie?” you asked quietly. You had scissors poised around your boyfriend’s cute little ponytail, he was determined to have it hacked off.              “Yeah, I’m sure. Just cut it off already,” he grunted, you heard the wooden stool he was on groan as he dug in his fingers.            Your hand with the scissors twitched, you really didn’t want to do this. You loved his silky, dirty blonde hair how it was. You thought he did too, what triggered the sudden change of heart? You pulled the scissors away and sighed, &#

 Golden Sight (Part 1/2) :Tang Dynasty!China x Blind!Reader: Yao sighed wearily to himself as he approached the village. He was traveling for three days on his horse to the said village, only to get ambushed by a couple of thieves who were waiting to attack any unsuspecting travelers on their way. However, the Chinese man was fierce and he happened to have his Dao, a single edged long sword, to counter against the attacks. Though he was able to fend off the thieves with his nimbleness and great accuracy, he realized that his horse companion had been stolen while he was distracted. Shrugging off the loss, he continued on his journey to the

The sky erupted into blinding white for a split second before returning to inky blackness. Rain poured relentlessly and hammered at the windows and roof as though trying to gain entry. A low, moaning rumble followed. Within seconds, the lights in Arthur Kirkland’s house – all the lights – were swiftly and unexpectedly extinguished, plunging the whole property into complete darkness. Inside the house, the occupant of the study gave out a frustrated sigh and raised his bushy eyebrows in exasperation – not that anyone could see the gesture in such blackness. The sound of wood brushing against wood followed by a jumbled r

http://www.smule.com/recording/traditional-happy-birthday-to-you/302052402_473934503 Birthday Memories {StoryWay} Wonderland was the only one who probably remembered his birthday... She came in the afternoon, after helping her cousin and the bloody frog with the decorations for America's birthday, on Canada's birthday. [{And Begin!}] Wonderland: *Rings door bell* Matthew, dear! Are you home? [Silence] Wonderland: Oh no... *Sighs* I guess I have to either fine another way in... { Break the Door Down }   { Trespass Through the Back } { Wait a Little Longer } [Break the Door Route ? ]  [{🌹}] Wonderland:  Alright... Are you s

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You walked down the street, nowhere really you had to be you just were strolling. "I don't want to ever see you face Alfred!" you heard someone yell from the ally you were passing you look to see a short blonde man being thrown to the ground. Without thinking you ran to the man. "don't waste your time on that piece of-" he was interrupted by your fist as it made contact to his face. "R-Ricky?" said the man lying on the floor. Ricky had fallen from shock at what you did, you went back to the man lying on the floor his nose was bleeding and it looked broken. "What's your name!" you asked him. "M-Matthew Williams." "Here ill take you to the hosp

~Chapter 42~ Beyond the light veil of mostly undisturbed snow and dead leaves, a thin line jiggled its way through the white sheet like a worm burrowing horizontally through the surface. You were doing your best to keep up despite recovering but a few hours ago, now trudging after your guide in a similar manner as an elk drunk on fermented fruit. Your stability had improved since then, but you were still struggling to keep yourself in a straight line to minimize traveling distance. At the same time, some of the questions that had otherwise lay dormant in your shaken mind finally came to fruition, most being about the fate of your traveling

 Ha, a friend has been bugging me, to put it mildly, to make a songfic with the song "Look Through Heaven's Eyes" in the Movie  The Prince of Egypt so I got off my lazy arse and did it. ARE YOU HAPPY? ____________________________________________________ Awkwardly, you sat among the many tourists in the now ice cold air of the Egyptian Desert staring at the Tour guide, Guputa. As he spoke his eyes wandered to yours and you quickly averted them to the pyramids in the distance. "I've told you enough about my home, have I not?"He said, clapping his hands together. Murmurs of agreement followed though they sounded pleased. "How about I ge

Three weeks later... "For the last time, would you kindly cram an English muffin in it and let me finish what I was going to say?!" "I would, if I thought it was worth any of our time!" "You're just arguing with me for the sake of arguing, as usual!" "No, I'm trying to spare everyone here the unnecessary waste of time this proposal would be." ________'s eyes flashed, and everyone sank a little lower in their chairs. Ludwig's eyebrow twitched. Feliciano cowered in his seat. Alfred sighed exasperatedly and lowered his chin onto his arms crossed on the table. Francis chortled bemusedly to himself. "You're being unreasonable!" _______ got t

~The Queen of Ravens~ “Check.” The raven queen stood erect and unrelenting against the measly white king. She had him surrounded. There was only one move he could have thought of, but even then, it would take only five more turns before you would have him trapped in your grasp again. Thankfully, the King of Swans was not the brightest of the rulers. “Ah, you have me,” he laughed and leaned back in his chair. Behind him, his advisor and good friend looked down on the chessboard with lightless, calculating eyes and an exasperated look on his face. Being the more sensible of the Swans, he knew the kind of game you were

"Tell me baby, do you recognize me? ...Well, it's been a year, that doesn't surprise me..." ~ Flashback: Middle school ~    "This week will be so much fun!"    "I know. We've been waiting for this field trip for months."    "And since we're partners, it'll be even more fun." Katyusha turned in her seat to face you, "I'm so glad you picked me, _____!" She gave you a grin full of sunshine.    You smiled back. "Of course! You're my best friend, Katy."    The school bus abruptly stopped on a red light, but that probably wasn't why you felt the seats in front of yours move a bit. "Hey hey—I'm her best friend too!" Tino chimed in, turn

  Getting woken up at late hours during this time of year was rather habitual with a 5 year old in the house. With hot, muggy weather came thunderstorms which would affright the poor child.  Not only that, but being the only girl in the house, the young boy usually looked up to you as more of a mother-figure than a sister. Your mother passed away when you were 7, the day that Ludwig, your youngest brother was born.  Since then, you and your older brother, Gilbert, having been helping your father care for the boy. Gilbert, who was 12 at the time, took more responsibility with household chores while you helped your father more in taking car

 "Not A day Goes By" Got a picture of you I carry in my heart Close my eyes to see it when the world gets dark Got a memory of you I carry in my soul I wrap it close around me when the nights get cold If you asked me how I'm doin' I'd say just fine But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind    Ludwig sat on the bed in the medical tent, looking down at a folded picture of him and (Name) he gazed down at your (E/C) eye's how shiny your (hair colour) hair looked under the sun. Your skin glowed with life and happiness. You were messing around with his old camera, trying to take a picture of yourself with him in the background getting tac

“Ow!” You winced and your hand automatically flew up to your neck, fingers prodding cautiously at a sore spot on your neck, just at the spot where it met your shoulder. This was getting ridiculous – the kink in your neck is one thing, but there’s a persistent ache in your lower back near your hips that has been flaring up lately, too. It’s what happens when you spend most of your days hunched over a desk. “You really could do with a massage,” your friend observed from her own desk, watching you as she tucked into her shop-bought sushi with a pair of tiny plastic chopsticks. “The last time I w