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BORDERLANDSYour eyes wide openBORDERLANDS by animalzamzam
Blinking in the dark
The moon says hello for an infinite premier
Time forgets and passes as it pleases
Creep back from unreal unknowns
All within swirling shadows reach
The borderlands in which sanity melts back into imagination
The mad come out to play
Crawling from the dark
Claws dig trenches
Razors make mazes
The night is one in which time could take eternity
A threshold in which
An unexpected fate might behold
EnglandXReader Last Night...“Ugh… My head…”EnglandXReader Last Night... by CaeriLorem
Arthur groaned in pain as he held his head and eyes shut tightly. He had been in that one hell of a hang overs after being drunk like crazy the night before. Not ready to meet the light of the sun, he still had his eyes shut until a certain voice came to his ears.
He slowly opened one eye to look at that beautiful face of his girlfriend, (name). You had a glass of water and some medicine to cure his hang over in your hands. You saw him opened another eye and was sitting up as he groaned in pain.
You gave him the medicine and the glass of water then you walked away to the kitchen again to continue making breakfast. You left him with no other words, just shoving him those things and walked away. It made him somehow confused. Usually you would lectured him briefly and then continued it later. But now, you didn’t even say anything.
Putting that aside for now, he drank the medicine and lied on the couch again to recov
France x Reader- The LastFrance x Reader- The Last by GoingMadHatter
You let out a small sigh, snuggling your face deeper into the chest of your boyfriend Francis Bonnefoy. The sun shone brightly on the two of you from the big, glass porch window beside you, the perfect view of the Eiffle Tower sitting before your very eyes. A bird chirped lightly from outside, the black and blue animal perching upon the porch railing.
Everything had seemed perfect.
You loved quiet moments like this. Just laying in bed, covers pulled up to your waste, the love of your life pushed up against your side as his steady, smooth breathing comforted and engulfed your very being. Closing your eyes, a small smirk spread across your lips.
"Je t'aime." Francis whispered quietly in your ear, the stubble on his chin rubbing across your cheek as his lips met the top of your head, planting a kiss in your (h/l), (h/c) hair. Your breath hitched, the hands you placed on his chest gripping the white tantop he sported tighter. No matter how much you loved to hear those words, no matter how
England X Reader: Poor Unfortunate Souls Ch. 4England X Reader: Poor Unfortunate Souls Ch. 4 by GoingMadHatter
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defences
You opened your eyes to find yourself staring at a ceiling. Laying there a moment, your brain tried to wrap around the surroundings you were in. But the only thing it could focus on was the ceiling your eyes locked on. It didn't seem to be like anything you had seen before. Most ceilings were just one plain color, dull and lifeless. The one your directed your attention to was decorated with the most beautiful of paintings. A little boy- an angel with curled, light orange hair caught your attention. He had stunning white, powdered looking wings, a brown loincloth of some sort draped around him. The angel held a harp in his small, delicate looking hands, also quite detailed and as shocking as the wings forming from his back. He seemed to be flying mid-air, hovering below a blue sky with puffed, white clouds. Looking a little lower, you noticed a group of fancy peop
England X Reader: Poor Unfortunate Souls Ch. 3England X Reader: Poor Unfortunate Souls Ch. 3 by GoingMadHatter
You opened the front door to your cottage, imediatally retreating to your old, warn out couch infront of your living room window. Jumping onto the red furniture you couldn't even call stable for sitting on, you continued to grip the pirates jacket in your hands. You layed on your back, staring at the ceiling fan that that continuously spun, never seeming to slow or get any faster. You closed your eyes, the grip around the clothing getting tighter.
Why was this stranger giving you mixed feelings all of a sudden? Even though a good portion of them wern't good, you still felt a connection to him somehow. A connection you couldn't quite explain or understand yourself. Groaning, you put the jacket over your face, spreading your arms out slightly.
And those eyes. Those deep, emerald eyes.
You got up from your position on the couch, crouched on your knees, and chucked the coat across the room. It landed with a soft thud against your brown closet door, sliding down slowly onto your dull colore
Now honestly I don't know how long I will be here but for now i'm staying
I have a style that is kinda weird and its constantly changing so I hope that won't confuse any one!
Well I go now, I hope you all have a good time here!