Redemptionshipping: Unresponsive Until You Press A by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
Redemptionshipping: Unresponsive Until You Press A
It’s with a cleverly concealed wince that he hears her scream it out at him, tears obscuring her face; he’s not sure whether she’s drunken with sorrow or sober with worries this time, but nevertheless, she’ll go away soon. Kris always does.
Either that, or he goes.
He personally isn’t really sure how he feels towards her. Sure, he definitely harbors an immense respect for her; it’s hard not to, to see those eyes of hers always shielding something- he wishes he would have that ability, but he’s always only been able to try.
He might be in love with her.
(He probably is.)
He’s always been able to
AmericaxReader: Confronting Goodbyes by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader: Confronting Goodbyes
Summary: [I really think we could've been good together. It wasn't, y'know, doomed from the start. Heh. But that's you, alright, always messing things up. God, if you had confessed in any other way or had acted later on in any other manner, we probably could've worked it out. ...Yeah. Heh. You were a strange one. ...Yeah. Goodbye.]
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Y'know, I never really did find out your last name. I guess it was more than a little expected, seeing how little we knew each other. I didn't even know your grades in the only class we had ever shared together; and you sat next to me, helping me with the stuff I didn't know, teaching what flew
There is a monster in my bed, and she has my face.
No one else can see her.
Mother and Father say that I shouldn't associate myself with monsters. They say that monsters aren't real, and that I'm just "halloo-ci-nateing" or something like that.
Mother and Father don't really like me much. They smile at other children. They say the monster's evil.
I don't think the monster's evil though; she smiles at me like Father smiles at our neighbors, and although she never talks to me, she plays with me and makes me laugh. I can spend whole afternoons with her, and no one would ever find out because they can't see her. It's our secret. Father never
To You, Who Will Die by My Hands This Lifetime by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
To You, Who Will Die by My Hands This Lifetime
*redemptionshipping (Silver/Kris from Pokemon) oneshot but I couldn't write it in the title.*
***
Run.
To you, who will die by my hands this lifetime:
You do not know who I am right now, and that is fine.
[Or perhaps, maybe a change of words should be in order; 'fine' undermines safety and reassurance- perhaps 'permissible' would be more to your liking.]
You shall not realize who I am, by the time you lay gasping underneath my hands, pleading and begging like the weak urchin you are, your eyes gouged out with the pain you had once inflicted. Ah, how you had once belittled others, calling them weak and them pushing them; when in reality yo
Puppets!HetaliaxGod!Reader: The Game of Life by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
Puppets!HetaliaxGod!Reader: The Game of Life
HEy tHeRE. WaNt To PLaY a GAmE? I kNoW tHE bESt One. LeT'S jUsT RoLL tHIS pAIr of DiCE aNd lEt Us sEE WhOSe LiFE yoU'Ll LiVE- No NEeD tO WorRY, iT'S a OnE OuT oF SIx CHaNcE!In your first life you were kind of bored with all of it. There was nothing interesting, everything methodical; it was utterly boring. Living your life in boredom, you trudged the streets, not bothering to care about the other things in your life. Ah, how wonderful it would be; to live a life of exhilaration, to give up this meaningless life in search of something other than routine.
Ah, but you were bored; so, so, so bored.
"Oh God, please, let me have a different life
Insane!Englandx(?)Reader: Boredom for the Soul by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
Insane!Englandx(?)Reader: Boredom for the Soul
Somewhat of a Prompt? I really deterred from this, this doesn't even mention empathy besides for like one time: "Empathy is first of all an act of imagination"- Rebecca Solnit's The Faraway Nearby
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They're all annoying. Irritating, like the buzz of nonexistent flies swarming during the night. They've told you that you're insane. They've said that you're cruel. Well then. Ahaha, it's not as if you'd ever care enough to listen to them!
Your name's Arthur; not that you'd ever want anyone here to even call you by name. Oh, how depraved these morons are; always moping like the hormonal teenagers they are, screaming about their heightene
Redemptionshipping: Unresponsive Until You Press A by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
Redemptionshipping: Unresponsive Until You Press A
It’s with a cleverly concealed wince that he hears her scream it out at him, tears obscuring her face; he’s not sure whether she’s drunken with sorrow or sober with worries this time, but nevertheless, she’ll go away soon. Kris always does.
Either that, or he goes.
He personally isn’t really sure how he feels towards her. Sure, he definitely harbors an immense respect for her; it’s hard not to, to see those eyes of hers always shielding something- he wishes he would have that ability, but he’s always only been able to try.
He might be in love with her.
(He probably is.)
He’s always been able to
AmericaxReader: Confronting Goodbyes by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader: Confronting Goodbyes
Summary: [I really think we could've been good together. It wasn't, y'know, doomed from the start. Heh. But that's you, alright, always messing things up. God, if you had confessed in any other way or had acted later on in any other manner, we probably could've worked it out. ...Yeah. Heh. You were a strange one. ...Yeah. Goodbye.]
_________________
Y'know, I never really did find out your last name. I guess it was more than a little expected, seeing how little we knew each other. I didn't even know your grades in the only class we had ever shared together; and you sat next to me, helping me with the stuff I didn't know, teaching what flew
There is a monster in my bed, and she has my face.
No one else can see her.
Mother and Father say that I shouldn't associate myself with monsters. They say that monsters aren't real, and that I'm just "halloo-ci-nateing" or something like that.
Mother and Father don't really like me much. They smile at other children. They say the monster's evil.
I don't think the monster's evil though; she smiles at me like Father smiles at our neighbors, and although she never talks to me, she plays with me and makes me laugh. I can spend whole afternoons with her, and no one would ever find out because they can't see her. It's our secret. Father never
To You, Who Will Die by My Hands This Lifetime by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
To You, Who Will Die by My Hands This Lifetime
*redemptionshipping (Silver/Kris from Pokemon) oneshot but I couldn't write it in the title.*
***
Run.
To you, who will die by my hands this lifetime:
You do not know who I am right now, and that is fine.
[Or perhaps, maybe a change of words should be in order; 'fine' undermines safety and reassurance- perhaps 'permissible' would be more to your liking.]
You shall not realize who I am, by the time you lay gasping underneath my hands, pleading and begging like the weak urchin you are, your eyes gouged out with the pain you had once inflicted. Ah, how you had once belittled others, calling them weak and them pushing them; when in reality yo
Puppets!HetaliaxGod!Reader: The Game of Life by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
Puppets!HetaliaxGod!Reader: The Game of Life
HEy tHeRE. WaNt To PLaY a GAmE? I kNoW tHE bESt One. LeT'S jUsT RoLL tHIS pAIr of DiCE aNd lEt Us sEE WhOSe LiFE yoU'Ll LiVE- No NEeD tO WorRY, iT'S a OnE OuT oF SIx CHaNcE!In your first life you were kind of bored with all of it. There was nothing interesting, everything methodical; it was utterly boring. Living your life in boredom, you trudged the streets, not bothering to care about the other things in your life. Ah, how wonderful it would be; to live a life of exhilaration, to give up this meaningless life in search of something other than routine.
Ah, but you were bored; so, so, so bored.
"Oh God, please, let me have a different life
Insane!Englandx(?)Reader: Boredom for the Soul by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
Insane!Englandx(?)Reader: Boredom for the Soul
Somewhat of a Prompt? I really deterred from this, this doesn't even mention empathy besides for like one time: "Empathy is first of all an act of imagination"- Rebecca Solnit's The Faraway Nearby
_________
They're all annoying. Irritating, like the buzz of nonexistent flies swarming during the night. They've told you that you're insane. They've said that you're cruel. Well then. Ahaha, it's not as if you'd ever care enough to listen to them!
Your name's Arthur; not that you'd ever want anyone here to even call you by name. Oh, how depraved these morons are; always moping like the hormonal teenagers they are, screaming about their heightene
China x Sister!Suicidal/Dead!Reader: Diaoyu by Novae-Luna, literature
Literature
China x Sister!Suicidal/Dead!Reader: Diaoyu
Fools, the lot of you.
He growled from his corner in the meeting; the meeting about her. His mind filled with anger and hatred at the thought of her. The anger wasn't directed at her herself; instead it was towards those around him.
Those arrogant, selfish fools.
(Name).
His little sister. His dear little island. The one whom no one should ever had control over; which may have seemed a little hypocritical, but it was obvious that if no one wanted to gain her resources, this wouldn't have even happened. She would never have accepted being bought like a mere doll on display, if she had the say; he knew, but he just wanted to protect her. Wa
Tumblr: novae-luna.tumblr.com/ My webcam is by the amazing who created this after a reader insert called "ChinaxSuicidal!Sister!Reader: Diaoyu" from when I was back in the Hetalia fandom. omg i havent been on here in so long
ayy lmao i havent been on in like two years LOL im rereading my works and they all sound so emo omg im screaming,, but thanks for those people who visited me. i even left the neruke fandom, which wow i never thought i would
SCREECHES IM PROBABLY ON AN INDEFINITE HIATUS IM SO SORRY
ALSO IM REALLY EMBARRASSED OF MY HETALIA FICS LIKE WHOA I WAS EMBARRASSED THEN BUT WHAT THE HELL LIKE WHOAAA
THE ONLY GOOD ONE WAS PROBABLY DIAOYU IM CRYING