Blanche-sama

 You backed off hesitantly, your face blushing, your heart pounding. Ivan looked at you with worried eyes. - Sorry, did I scare you? - he asked, seeming embarrassed and disappointed. - No! - you said. - No, it's just that... I thought... I didn't know you liked me. He smiled, blushing. - I'm sorry. - you whispered. - Why are you saying you're sorry? - I should've told you.. I should've told you about my feelings. Maybe this way I would've spent more time being with you than worrying about how much you actually liked me.  - you blushed while you said that. He laughed. - So you do like me? - Yes. - you said. You two looked a

 You backed off hesitantly, your face blushing, your heart pounding. Ivan looked at you with worried eyes. - Sorry, did I scare you? - he asked, seeming embarrassed and disappointed. - No! - you said. - No, it's just that... I thought... I didn't know you liked me. He smiled, blushing. - I'm sorry. - you whispered. - Why are you saying you're sorry? - I should've told you.. I should've told you about my feelings. Maybe this way I would've spent more time being with you than worrying about how much you actually liked me.  - you blushed while you said that. He laughed. - So you do like me? - Yes. - you said. You two looked a

 You were just 13 years old when it happened. - They told me they're not coming back. - you whispered. Alfred looked at you with worried eyes. - Are you fine? You shook your head. - I'll be... I'll be fine. - Will you tell me exactly what happened? You looked at a picture of your parents, a picture you were carrying with you for two days. - A car accident. Alfred hugged you. - Don't worry. I'll be always with you. I promise. You tried to smile. - Forever? - Forever. - he smiled - It's a promise. You buried your head on his chest. - One day, we'll get married. - you smiled - Is that a promise? - he aske

 The shy blond boy looked at the girl he did not know. She was new at school and it was obvious she was trying to make friends, but nobody seemed to notice her, just him. She sat in one of the many chairs, looking frustrated. He thought he saw her eyes fill with tears as she hugged the teddy bear-shaped bag. She sniffled and shook her head. He knew how it felt to be ignored. The frustration, the urge to cry that he sometimes had. The feeling that no one would care, or worse, that nobody would notice if he disappeared. He knew how it felt. Maybe that's why he tried to get over his shyness for only an instant to speak to her.

 - (NAME)? (NAME)! - Hm? - you looked at Emily's - your best friend - face. - What do you want, Emily? - I've been calling you for ages! Why are you always so distracted? You smiled. - Sorry. - Ok, ok. Listen, are you going to Hogsmeade next week? You looked at your lunch, thinking. And then you looked at Gryffindor's table and blushed. - I don't know. Emily looked at you and followed your eyes. - Are you looking at  Black ? You stopped looking at him immediately. Sirius Black was two years older than you and - in your opinion - the most handsome boy in Hogwarts. - No, I'm not. - But you were! - she rolled her eyes - Y

 You sighed while you looked at the rum bottle. Most of your men were drinking at the tavern,  having fun with women, or just falling asleep after drinking too much. But you didn't feel like having fun tonight. Maybe drinking one or two bottles of rum, or beer, and, after that, come back to the Black Mariah, your ship, and sleep until the next day. But of course your night wasn't going to be so calm. When you were almost finishing your rum bottle, the tavern's door opened, and you heard a voice you knew very well. You sighed when you saw Gilbert Beilschmidt, the captain of the Skeleton Siren. And moaned in anger when he saw you, smiled, a

 - Hey, hey, Vardamir! - you ran to your the blonde man, worried. - There are lots of wounded people arriving now. Seregon-sama told me to warn you. Vardamir looked at you, worried. - Is Earanë alright? - he asked. - Seregon-sama is fine. - you answered. - She's helping with the healing spells. This was a sign of how things were wrong. Earanë Seregon, the head of the general command, never involved herself on healing people except on emergencies. But with the war, emergencies were almost a routine. - Take me to the hospital, please. - Vardamir said, and you nodded. You liked Vardamir. More than a simple servant should. He was alwa

OMG. OMG. I just broke up with my boyfriend. And the weirdest thing is that... I'm not sad. I'm not. Well, it's his fault. I was dating him since... 2010, I guess. But I didn't love him (I thought so, but no) and he betrayed me. I wasn't important for him. And he wasn't important for me anymore. When I saw him kissing a girl I hated... I didn't feel anything. Of course it surprised me, I never thought I could be so cold. But I'm so happy I'm free! Even if I'm crying and listening to Avion Roe and MCR right now (two bands that remind me of him, argh).   Why am I sharing this here? Because I'm too happy. And one of the things that helped m