I’ll never forget that day as long as I’m alive. I never could have expected a single ride on the bus could have changed my life the way that it did. I met a girl, and no, not in the way that you’re thinking. She was adorable, with big brown eyes that reflected the sun in a way that I’d never seen. Her hair was like fire and she became my greatest influence in a mere two stops. I sat where many had sat before me, on my way home from an evening class at my local university. I had a big dinner waiting for me when I got home, and honestly, I hadn’t been inspired for a really long time. I lost my love for art. I lost
No one ever set me up for failure, I didn’t even know how to cope with what just happened. “Anastasiya Nikiforov finishing off the Grand Prix Finals with a score of two hundred point six zero.” I had my face in my hands, I was trembling, I didn’t even break the top three with a score that low.
“You’re okay Ana, you’ll just work extra hard for next year. We all have bad days.” Viktor said gently. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, I couldn’t do this, I stood up and immediately fell to my knees. “Nastiya, please stop you need to go to the hospital you fell really hard.”
Interactions Pt Two: Yuri Plisetsky by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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Interactions Pt Two: Yuri Plisetsky
Anastasiya was only six years old when she met the angst filled blond, with eyes of emerald green. Their relationship was competitive, constantly fighting and bickering over who was better. Anastasiya who came from an exceptionally long line of skaters of course felt as though she were better at the sport than the boy who only got into it because it made his mother happy. Anastasiya was a skater because she enjoyed it, she loved how easily she could breathe when she was on the ice, gliding, her moves were almost supernatural.
“Everyone, this is Yuri Plisetsky, he will be joining us now,” Yakov announced as a young skater moved to
Interactions .:Yuri!!! On Ice:. by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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Interactions .:Yuri!!! On Ice:.
Viktor was sixteen when his older brother had his first and only child, a little girl, Anastasiya Dimitrievna Nikiforov. She had the signature Nikiforov look: bright blue-green eyes and beautiful platinum silver locks. She was born with a smile on her face as she reached for her parents. She was small, especially for a newborn. Viktoriya and Dimitri knew virtually nothing about how to take care of a child, and were absent parents once they were both able to return to work. Because of this the young Russian girl was left with Viktor, to travel around the world, admiring the way he skated.
When she could stand on her own Viktor taught her to s
The Tale of Ganondorf Hero of time by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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The Tale of Ganondorf Hero of time
We all know the story of Link, The Hero of Time, and how he defeats the evil Ganondorf, however, this is not that story. This is the story about a young man who is the only male, the king of the Gerudo Thieves. In every story there is a hero and a villain, and this story, is not any different. This is the story of Ganondorf, and his not so evil uprising.
It was a night, unlike any other, our hero lay in bed, tossing and turning, restless. He dreamed of the young princess and the Sheikah woman, the one who always protected her. They were on horseback, escaping from the castle walls. He was chasing them, on his own horse. They looked so scared
I’ll never forget that day as long as I’m alive. I never could have expected a single ride on the bus could have changed my life the way that it did. I met a girl, and no, not in the way that you’re thinking. She was adorable, with big brown eyes that reflected the sun in a way that I’d never seen. Her hair was like fire and she became my greatest influence in a mere two stops. I sat where many had sat before me, on my way home from an evening class at my local university. I had a big dinner waiting for me when I got home, and honestly, I hadn’t been inspired for a really long time. I lost my love for art. I lost
No one ever set me up for failure, I didn’t even know how to cope with what just happened. “Anastasiya Nikiforov finishing off the Grand Prix Finals with a score of two hundred point six zero.” I had my face in my hands, I was trembling, I didn’t even break the top three with a score that low.
“You’re okay Ana, you’ll just work extra hard for next year. We all have bad days.” Viktor said gently. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, I couldn’t do this, I stood up and immediately fell to my knees. “Nastiya, please stop you need to go to the hospital you fell really hard.”
Interactions Pt Two: Yuri Plisetsky by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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Interactions Pt Two: Yuri Plisetsky
Anastasiya was only six years old when she met the angst filled blond, with eyes of emerald green. Their relationship was competitive, constantly fighting and bickering over who was better. Anastasiya who came from an exceptionally long line of skaters of course felt as though she were better at the sport than the boy who only got into it because it made his mother happy. Anastasiya was a skater because she enjoyed it, she loved how easily she could breathe when she was on the ice, gliding, her moves were almost supernatural.
“Everyone, this is Yuri Plisetsky, he will be joining us now,” Yakov announced as a young skater moved to
Interactions .:Yuri!!! On Ice:. by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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Interactions .:Yuri!!! On Ice:.
Viktor was sixteen when his older brother had his first and only child, a little girl, Anastasiya Dimitrievna Nikiforov. She had the signature Nikiforov look: bright blue-green eyes and beautiful platinum silver locks. She was born with a smile on her face as she reached for her parents. She was small, especially for a newborn. Viktoriya and Dimitri knew virtually nothing about how to take care of a child, and were absent parents once they were both able to return to work. Because of this the young Russian girl was left with Viktor, to travel around the world, admiring the way he skated.
When she could stand on her own Viktor taught her to s
The Tale of Ganondorf Hero of time by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
Literature
The Tale of Ganondorf Hero of time
We all know the story of Link, The Hero of Time, and how he defeats the evil Ganondorf, however, this is not that story. This is the story about a young man who is the only male, the king of the Gerudo Thieves. In every story there is a hero and a villain, and this story, is not any different. This is the story of Ganondorf, and his not so evil uprising.
It was a night, unlike any other, our hero lay in bed, tossing and turning, restless. He dreamed of the young princess and the Sheikah woman, the one who always protected her. They were on horseback, escaping from the castle walls. He was chasing them, on his own horse. They looked so scared
Blown Away
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Dry lightning cracks across the skies
Those storm clouds gather in her eyes
Her daddy was a mean old mister
Mama was an angel in the ground
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You were raised by your father, nothing but a drunk since your mother had passed away a few years previous. He’d never been so horrible; you just wished he’d get better. You wanted everything to go back to the way it had been; when your mom was still alive. It wasn’t until you met a certain light haired boy in your French class. His brown eyes sparkled happily whenever he talked; you were just really entranced whenever you got the chance to work with him on a pro
England x Reader: Knives and Pens by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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England x Reader: Knives and Pens
A/N: Okay, so this is the England x Reader I decided to write for a friend on here and it’s to the song Knives and Pens, by Black Veil Brides. So this is going to be kind of angst filled. I’m really sorry but um so yeah. Warning: Suicide, depression, Cutting, and there may be a possibility to other sorts of triggers, I apologize in advance.
England x Reader: Knives and Pens
You were a normal teenager; you had friends, family, and no one ever came between you and your friends. Not until that Brit came into the picture, the dreamy emerald eyed fellow who had too bushy eyebrows. Everything about him was strange, the way he dress
Deaf! Canada x Reader: You'll be in my Heart by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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Deaf! Canada x Reader: You'll be in my Heart
He stood there trembling, he had been walking his way back home, but now as he stood on a sad desolate corner on the edge of town. He decided it was time to end it. He was just given a hand gun to go with his new handgun license. He removed the revolver from his book bag he carried. It was enough now he'd had enough. His best friend had killed himself just a few weeks previous and Matthew was quite distraught losing the only other person who shared what he saw as a disability. He was the only other one who he knew that was deaf, losing him was hard...
He knew now that he had nothing to live for. He truly didn't. Today, his life would change,
America x Reader: Stuck like Glue by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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America x Reader: Stuck like Glue
America x Reader: Stuck like Glue
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MMMM better...MMMM better...
Absolutely no one that knows me better
No one that can make me feel sooo goooood
How did we stay so long together?
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Alfred kicked his feet down the street; he'd been such an ass to her. He couldn't believe what he'd done, and yet she never left his side; cheated so many times, lied just as much and yet she'd never left him. Not once. Alfred had felt guiltier than anything. He never wanted to hurt her; yet he always did. They only fought because Alfred was so incredibly stupid. He knew that if he hurt her one more time she'd leave him go... forever. He sighed deeply and
America x Bullied! Reader: My Hero by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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America x Bullied! Reader: My Hero
They all smirked at the blood smeared over your face and wall, the people around you taunting you calling you names laying boots into your stomach, most definitely breaking something. They all seemed proud of what they were doing and didn’t seem to mind giving you a good beat down.
“What an idiot!” A girl laughed loudly.
“You’re lucky, that this is all you’re getting!” A man snarled. He lays his boot into you slamming the steel-toed boot into your rib cage; with every kick you could feel another rib slowly breaking. You’d wince, but that only encouraged the beatings. The only things you do ar
Ciel x Reader: There's a Good Reason by TheWayLifeShouldBe, literature
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Ciel x Reader: There's a Good Reason
~~~Your POV~~~
Your butler had just entered your office where you had been for hours working diligently on paperwork for your recently deceased parents. Usually you wouldn’t have been bothered with silly paperwork but now that your parents had killed themselves recently leaving you one of England’s wealthiest orphans. However, you still had your trusty butler you were contracted to.
“Lady (L/N),” he proudly said. “You have a letter,” He explained carefully. He approached you slowly carrying a silver platter you had once had high hopes that it had food under the cover. Instead he pulled the cover off and
18+ Fanfiction account: Avvio-In-Cima-18 I'm probably going to keep this short I guess, any way; my name is Alex,I'm Gender-Fluid/Non Binary and I'm originally from a small town called Woodstock, in New Brunswick, Canada. Born and raised for my whole life. I currently have a few deviantART accounts; this one, as well as RomanTomatoesCosplay One is my cosplay profile, and then this one is my random, okay whatever thing XD Anyway, I come from a rather small family of four children, including myself. Like any other Eighteen-year-old Otaku I love reading, writing, drawing and watching anime obviously.I like makeup, but only for cosplay things. I play video games and am a single pringle You can call me Lex, Al, or Chickadee and I do a lot of writing for the cosplay group VandettACosplay I write a lot of hetalia fanfictions, but I can write anything from Black Butler, Ouran Highschool, as well as Puella madoka magica! I cosplay as Fem!Ciel, Wendy Corduroy, and maybe Kim Possible. Wanna bitch me out for something I did? or want to hate on me for being a 'depressive, rebellious teenager'. Want to judge me for the content in which I write about. Just remember there has been so much bullshit that's gone on in my life. Want my story? After you read it, if you think you can judge me still. Fine. don't do it to my face. I have a brigade who would back me up. They have people who would back them up. So just stop. Want my story: thewaylifeshouldbe.deviantart.… just remember this isn't all of it.
Yeah, you read that right, on the eighteenth of August I tried to kill myself after going through a really really bad breakup. Matt and I had been together since the 25th of March, that was when he and I first started having sex, didn't make anything official until the 27th. So yeah, I was head over heels for this guy. I loved, and still do love him more than I ever thought possible. Though the feelings aren't returned at this time I don't believe they will ever be returned. Nor am I sure that they ever were. So yeah, he and I broke up and he immediately started dating my best friend since grade fucking four. So yeah I was not fuckin okay. So
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Thank you for favoring ! I hope I don't bother you but your courage to continue after everything you've been through (I snooped through your bio page a bit) is an inspiration to me as I'm also going through PTSD and depression. I hope the future gets so much better for you! Also you have really beautiful eyes.