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She speaks to me fondly of passions and talents, of guitars and stars, with such breathless intensity then stops short and apologises for speaking at all. All because somewhere in her life, someone she loved broke her heart by ignoring her beautiful words and telling her to shut up, keep it down, nobody cares. People aren’t born sad. We make them that way.

👑 Chapter Three 👑 ______________________ If Lovino had anything in his stomach at the moment, it would surely be long gone by now. All he's done since he's been on this accursed ship is upchuck what ever contents he had in his stomach. Lily had come over about once or twice while he was limp over the railing, just to make sure he was okay. Understanding the feeling considering she's been through it countless times before. Surprisingly enough, Lovino was completely okay with it. He didn't mind the little girls company and actually enjoyed their chats. But their sweet exchanges of sympathy were always cut short when ever Basch

UPDATE: In light of recent events, including the naming of the figure in the original poster, an addendum to this theory has been added. Do you think that maybe the reflection in Zane's eye is a robot/cyborg of sorts? It would explain the armor and visor, and why it is that Zane is the one seeing him. I recieved this interesting comment from Lincelot1 (link to their profile in the description) on my previous theory, concerning Season 4 and the 'Purple Ninja', a commonly theorized person that supposedly will show up in the fourth season. However, this comment and our back-and-forth responses spawned an even bigger, better, more complete the

👑 Chapter Two 👑 ______________________ Moonlight shined through the prison bars. Giving Lovino very little light to see what was actually on the tray in front of him. But from what he was able to make out, it didn't look too appetizing. A chicken leg with barely any meat on the bone, a slice of stale bread and some green mush he could only assume was vegetables. He played with the 'food' before finally pushing it across the cell room floor. He placed his head in his knees, feeling completely over whelmed and annoyed with the situation he now found himself in. He was shoved and shackled in this hell hole about three days ago.

{Warning: Some major curse bombs shall be thrown like its nobody's business through out this entire story. If this triggers you, you might not want to read ahead} 👑 Chapter One 👑 ______________________ Knock Knock He pulled the covers further over his head, groaning and hoping the disturbance would soon fade away. Knock Knock Knock He mumbled a few curse words under his breath, trying to bury himself deeper in the sheets Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock He finally sat up, pushing the covers back angrily "What the ever living fuck do you want?!" Roderich took that as his permission to enter. "Well aren't you a ray of suns

By askhetahazardengland.deviantart.com Author's Note: This takes place during HetaHazard 10 HetaHazard – Monsters At The Freight Elevator England peered around the corner of the lift as Japan set to work on customising his crossbow bolts into a more effective weapon against the horrific beasts they were currently fighting. The abominations were rather sluggish after a gruelling, short battle, but tiring them out wasn't going to be enough. They had to destroy these beings right now or risk death. The Briton watched the two, huge zombie-like creatures stumble into one another and lash out their abnormally long tongues onto walls and o

👑 Prolouge 👑 ______________________ "Boli bolli pentolino-" BANG "F-fa la p-pappa al mio bambino-" CRASH "L-la rimescola la m-mamma" The small prince held his younger brother in his arms. Trying to keep his breath as steady as he could. They jumped every time a new noise was heard outside their closet doors. The eldest brother tried to focus on singing the lullaby and keeping his sibling safe. "Mentre il bimbo fa la nanna-" SLAM "Fa la nanna g-gioi a mia-" SCREAM "O l-la pappa s-scappa via" Once the song had ceased, so had the noise outside their door. All that could be heard, was their un-even breaths. It had been the mid

WARNING: There is going to be blood and character death! This IS a Zombie story, after all. I'm not putting on a Mature level though, just tell me if I have too though, but NOTHING NSFW. Cole shivered, huddled up to the brick wall with his blanket around his body. He had built a small shelter from the bricks, a random umbrella and his shovel. The only real part the zombies may have reached him from was the top, and that was if they could lift things.  Idiots never think to look under something for food. “It’s ok, Rocky…. Everything’s going to be fine. I’ll keep us alive….” Cole whispered as he pet

WARNING: There is going to be blood and character death! This IS a Zombie story, after all. I'm not putting on a Mature level though, just tell me if I have too though, but NOTHING NSFW. The sun shined brightly through the leaves as Zane ran. He assumed he had been rushing on his legs for a few days at the least. He hadn’t stopped, and if he did it was only for an hour or so of sleep or to nibble slightly at some burger he had found at a fast food restaurant. His bag felt heavy on his back, but at the same time it seemed not to be there. He was trained to carry heavier bags, but not at such extreme distances like this. Especially not

WARNING: There is going to be blood and character death! This IS a Zombie story, after all. I'm not putting on a Mature level though, just tell me if I have too though, but NOTHING NSFW. “Eat metal, you flesh eating scum,” Jay Walker screamed, slamming a crowbar into a Zombie’s jaw, and finishing by slamming it into its skull. Jay panted heavily, leaning on the bar as he looked up at the sky. Fighting in the sun was hard when you were in the desert. “Hey son! Look what I found!” Ed shouted, throwing a pipe at his son. “If we find the ingredients we can make a potato gun.” “That’s our b