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The Sleeping DoitsuThe Sleeping Doitsu by MagdaTheHuman
Once upon a time there lived a German king and his queen. They loved eachother a lot, so they decided to have babies.
Nine months later, his first son was born. His name was Gilbert. But something happened with that baby. He didn't look like his father nor his mother. He was an albino with red eyes.
"My Queen, what have happened with this kid?" the Germanic king asked, confused about his son's looks.
"I don't know. But I think that maybe someone has cursed our son..." the queen answered, without a single idea about what happened with her baby.
Not sure about the baby's health, they decided to don't make a birthday party to him. Gilbert didn't protest, because he was a baby, and babies can't talk.
The Italian king, who had heard that the Germanic crown had a new heir, sent a letter to the Germanic king asking about the baby -and if it was girl, so she could marry one of his sons-. The German king told him about the baby's strange l
Japan x Reader - Sneaky Pictures and HugsJapan x Reader - Sneaky Pictures and Hugs by Dancing-Neko-003
Japan x Reader - Sneaky Pictures and Hugs
You entered the classroom as you saw your best friends (Ludwig, Kiku and Feliciano) having a chat and hurried by their side to see what was going on.
''Morning! Did I miss something?''
''Vee~! Ciao, bella!'' Feli said hugging you, ''Why did you not come to school yesterday? You missed this little bird entering through the window in our class. I gave it some bread from my sandwich! It was so cute~! I wish you had came to see it!''
You thought it was so unfair to skip school on the one day when something a bit more interesting happens at school.
''Sorry, I wasn't feeling well...''
''It's good that you are feeling well now, (Name).'' you heard your friend, Kiku, speak this time.
''Yeah, I guess it's just my luck to miss something cute happening to school.''
''Well, mein bruder took it home so i'll just tell him to bring it to school tomorrow so you can see it! Besides Kiku didn't miss the opportunity to take a photo of it, didn't you Kiku?'' Ludwi
France's tour of Paris - part 2France's tour of Paris - part 2 by Ashry42
Author's Note: To take it from the beginning, click here: http://ashry42.deviantart.com/art/France-s-tour-of-Paris-Intro-466324041
France pursed his lips as he watched through narrowed eyes the commotion that was taking place right in front of him, his arms crossed over his chest, and his fingers drummed on his biceps. No, he didn't want to believe it. He refused to believe this would happen every time they would enter a public building.
Exited yells and angry cries continued to echo through France's ears, which only increased his animosity. His eyebrow twitched.
"Putain!" He unconsciously let a curse slip out. "Ne m'dit pas qu'ça va être comme ça chaque fois…" (Don't tell me it's going to be like this every time…) He grumbled under his breath. Depending on his mood, he would change his language register. When anger got the better of him - like it is happening now - he would sometime revert back to less formal speech and chose a m
France's tour of Paris (Intro)Each year every country gives a tour of one of their cities to the other countries. This year it’s France’s turn; he will be giving a tour of Paris to his fellow countries.France's tour of Paris (Intro) by Ashry42
The countries were all gathered at Frances house for their meet-up.
“Wow, this is going to be awesome!” America exclaimed, bouncing up and down like an excited child. “I can’t wait to see all those old buildings and all the important historical figures! We’ll go see France’s Lady Liberty, right? Right? And then we have to go on that big pointy tower thingy! And then-”
“It’s called the Eiffel Tower you twit.” England countered. “And can you please be quiet for a minute? We’ve just arrived and you’re already driving me nuts!”
“Vee~ I can’t wait to vis
Sunflowers for FriendsThe gentle wind tickled Russia’s face instead of whipped it, and the tall nation grinned with delight as the bright sun warmed his pale face. Though General Winter still haunted the edges of his memory, the embrace of the summer breeze was able to keep the frigid dread at bay.Sunflowers for Friends by Pseudonym-Forever
As he turned down the street and emerged from the town, Russia was met with a wide sea of gold, speckled with infinite dots of black. The spicy aroma of the soil surrounded Russia as he entered the field and he quietly sang a song to himself about the joys of summer and the happiness the sunflowers brought.
Russia wished that others could be as happy as he was right now, and the only way he imagined such gladness could be transferred, was with these very sunflowers. So he proceeded to search the field for flowers to give to his friends, so that they would smile and sing too.
First, one for Ukraine, his older sister, who might not be the prettiest but was very nice and big…hearted. And then a flower fo
France's tour of Paris - part 1France's tour of Paris - part 1 by Ashry42
ANNOUNCEMENT: If you haven't read the intro, go read it now before you read part 1 !!!
Here is the link: http://ashry42.deviantart.com/art/France-s-tour-of-Paris-Intro-466324041
“… le Louvre.”  France stated.
They were now standing in front of the glass pyramid, surrounded by the tall and imposing buildings of the Palace.
“Duuuuuuuuuuude!” America rushed forward and glued himself to the glass pyramid, peering down. “This is awesoooooome!” he watched the people down below for a moment before turning his head towards France, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “Are we going down there?” He asked, although it was more of a demand than a question.
“Of course.” France smiled back, as he calmly walked over towards America, taking his time.
“YEAH!” America jum
PoLiet - Wilting in NovemberHuman!AUPoLiet - Wilting in November by tigerlily-parade
Part 2 of 4 (Autumn)
Despite only being the late afternoon, the sun had already disappeared behind the horizon. It was that time of year again, when darkness fell sooner and sooner every day. The leaves had all fallen off the trees and were left scattered along the ground, some tumbling along in the occasional gust of autumn breeze. When a chill wind picked up, Toris shivered and wrapped his sweatshirt a little tighter around himself. He expected to see snow any day now.
Normally, he felt glad to have a job that was within walking distance of his apartment, but now he wished that he lived just far away enough to need a car. Then he would be using one right now, and would surely have the heat on full blast. That sounded so much better than having a hood that barely protected his ears from the cold.
He wouldn’t deny, however, that he was thankful to not be making car payments or paying for gas. They couldn’t afford that—not with Feliks out of work. He tried not
PolLiet - Flourishing in AugustHuman!AUPolLiet - Flourishing in August by tigerlily-parade
Part 1 of 4 (Summer)
It began in the spring, with nothing more than a simple introduction.
“Hello, I’m Toris,” the young Lithuanian said, outstretching his hand towards the shy Polish boy, who appeared to be about his age.
“I’m Feliks,” the Pol replied. He never did like strangers, but wasn’t about to let that show. He reached out and shook his hand.
Neither one imagined that day that they would fall in love. But, though their first meeting was a bit uncomfortable, they quickly warmed up to each other, and it wasn’t long before they were in a steady relationship. They moved in together, and by summer of the following year the two had intentions to marry. Though some insisted it was too early, and that they were too young, they believed otherwise. In any case, they felt in no rush; they would wait until the next spring to have the wedding. In the meantime, they made each other happy. That was all that mattered.
One sunny afternoon
Seasons - WinterThis world, twisted as it is, is inhabited by Angels who protect the Balance between good and bad Karma and guard us throughout our lives while we go about our daily business, unbeknownst of the greater forces at work.Seasons - Winter by Dark-King-Of-Winter
Long ago, when this universe was first created, Angels were simply traces of energy, and the world was a simple mass of combined elements. The Creator turned the energies into powerful Guardian Angels that protected said elements, and those Angels were called Elementals.
Four of the primary Elementals—each of whom represented a season, a compass direction, and a virtue—grew fond of the Humans, who were cast out of the Garden. To help, they became human by creating physical bodies from the materials of their season. In order to sustain their fragile bodies, they bonded with immortal Nations, who were in turn bound to the earth of which they walked.
Thus, the Shadow Nations were born.
Ivan Braginski shivered as he trudged through
Seasons ChangeIt was springtime. Little Italy smiled as he picked flowers and stuffed them into the pockets of his little dress. The small boy would give them to Hungary later. Skipping through the colorful plants, he smiled as he continued to gather them.Seasons Change by Ask-Lil-Bro-Trio
Not far from him was another boy-- The Holy Roman Empire. He slowly walked up to his friend-- best friend-- soon to be girlfriend, even. (His view on the Italian's gender was slightly distorted). Picking a few flowers, he gathered them into a small bouquet and held them out to the Italian, who gladly took them and buried his face into them in a burst of happiness.
A few months later-- summertime was starting. Tensions had begun to rise. Austria's house was rapidly emptying as his colonies all became independent. Pretty soon, there was only him, Hungary, Italy, and Holy Rome. They all lived in a very tense environment as Austria kept a tight grip on them. He didn't want them to leave. Even
America and Tutor! Reader: Ugh!America and Tutor! Reader: Ugh! by Cinderpeach
Cool art by skull-r0ckerx3
(name) was a good student, she got good grades especially in ( fave subject that is not art/music) it was her favorite subject, but not her favorite class, and the was only because one of thing well one person, Alfred F. Jones. He always do annoying stuff like drumming on the desk, quoting (least favorite tv show) or vine , but for the most part she would always ignore him and finish her work on time.
One day at the end of class…..
“(name), can you come here for a second?” asked the teacher
“Yes, Ms/Miss/Mrs/Mr (teacher's name)” (name) asked walking up to the teacher’s desk (hoping she wasn’t in trouble)
“Can I ask a favor of you?”
“Yes, what is it?”
“Can you help tutor Alfred?”
(name) thought about it for a
Know-it-all! Nerd! America and Popular! ReaderKnow-it-all! Nerd! America and Popular! Reader by Cinderpeach
Cool Art by amewica
Know-it-all!Nerd! America and Popular! Reader: Teenology
Wait before you read this story it’s going to have alot of big words in it at the start, so you may want to keep Dictionary.com in another tab, and , also this is an AU, so Alfred will act different than he usually does.
(name) was doing the cup song with her friends during home room…
I've got my ticket for the long way 'round
Two bottle whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I'm leaving tomorrow. What d'you say?
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me by my hair
You're gonna miss me everywhere, oh
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me by my walk
Germany x Rebellious!Reader - Misunderstood Part 1Germany x Rebellious!Reader - Misunderstood Part 1 by Dancing-Neko-003
Germany x Rebellious!Reader - Misunderstood Part 1
You were sick of it! You were so sick of your deskmate that was always doing everything by-the-book. Why was he you deskmate if you were sick of him? Well, your school goes by the rules of sitting an entire year at the same desk you sat the first day of school (with little cases where you could change place due to different problems).
And so far you were sitting next to Ludwig Beilschmit. At first he seemed ok to you and you thought he was just the silent type, or just shy because no one knew no one at the beginning of school. You figured he wasn't for sure the type to go yolo (like you would), but in time he started to tell you what to do, and at each school project he made you redo your part because ''you didn't put your 100% into it''.
By this time of year he started giving you lectures and saying that even what you were doing in
Not that perverted (France X Reader)(Y/n) was taking a quiet walk in Paris, stopping to admire the Seine river when a handsome Frenchman approached her. "Bonjour, mademoiselle," he said, a strand of blond hair falling in front of one of his sparkling blue eyes. "Hello. I'm (F/n) (L/n), who are you?" you asked, turning to face him. "Francis Bonnefoy. It is indeed splendid to meet a fine young woman such as yourself," he replied. Wow, you thought, the French really are romantic! "Now how about some coffee, non?" he asked, taking your hand in his. "S-sure," you said, flattered. He led you to a French café, where you ordered (fave coffee) and he ordered his black, adding some milk once he got it. "So, what brings you to Paris?" Francis asked. "I've always loved the sights in France. I finally got enough money to stay here for a while. I plan on seeing the Eiffel Tower," you replied, stirring your coffee. "Now, now, not so fast, mon cher. There is so much more to see than that. Where are you stNot that perverted (France X Reader) by sparklin13
The Diamond-Lit SkyThe Diamond-Lit Sky by Spiritoffreedom12
"Tell me again why you took me out to the forest in the middle of the night?" Vash asked his friend, Vladimir, raising his eyebrow at him. Mentally telling him to speak up. Vlad rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his hips in an annoyed manner
"Because I wanted to speak to you in private!" He groaned, smirking and pulling his uptight friend deeper into the shadow encased forest. At this point Vash was starting get nervous, he wasn't usually afraid of the dark, it's just that being really deep in a pitch black forest at night isn't the safest place.
"Vladimir, this isn't safe, we should go back" Vash protested, glaring at the back of the Romanian's head. His friend just simply shook his head
"Nope! Deeper we go!" He said over-enthusiastically, pulling him deeper into the forest. Vash just sighed and followed him nonetheless, putting all his trust into his Romanian friend.
Kissing in the Rain Isn't Romance (PrUk)Kissing in the Rain Isn't Romance (PrUk) by ObeytheCupcake
He sighed to himself once his eyes had met the window’s glass. Gilbert had checked the weather earlier that day and it heard it not once mention the rain. But earlier that week he had heard the local farmers speaking of how the cows were allegedly acting strange and to them that meant rain was on its way. He assumed that these locals were mad, but it’s apparent they were more than correct since it was pouring.
Gilbert whipped his head around, seeing the bushy browed individual that he had seen roaming the halls between classes every now and then. They made eye contact maybe once or twice but quickly broke it before it became even more deathly. “Hey,” He started, interrupting the other’s play with his pen. He made it twirl in between his fingers. “Did you bring your umbrella?”
He nodded his head. “Yeah, why? Do you need to use it or something?”
“Well, I was asking if you could walk me home or something. I didn’t bring one
An Old Acquaintance (FrUk)An Old Acquaintance (FrUk) by ObeytheCupcake
Francis’s hands rested on the backside of the other’s knees while he clung to the others back like he was defenseless. “You’re getting pretty heavy.” He chuckled while he felt Arthur’s arm fall on his shoulder as it pointed outward. He kept walking, feeling the breeze push his blonde strains into Arthur’s face, causing a nearly silent snicker to press past his lips.
“Hey! You know,” He started, smacking his lips slightly. “….I can’t remember what I was going to say, but I’m sure it was something like ‘fuck you’.” He informed, making the other chuckle again. “It’s not funny; it’s serious.” Arthur insured.
Francis let his hands slip slightly, causing the other to claw at his back in a rush. “That’s right!” He started, making his grip secure once again, relieving Arthur. He rested his head sleepily onto the white clothed shoulder, closing his eyes.
~Sleep, Japan~~Sleep, Japan~ by Spiritoffreedom12
The sun was high above the world, it's bright lights illuminating all below it. It's bright yellow colors blinding anyone who would dare to stare directly at the large, flaming star. Though, only Asia saw the sun at the moment, half way across the world it was night, in Japan it was day. Kiku Honda is the representative of this country. It is a beautiful place with magnificent scenery and many places to visit. Today, his friend from Europe, Heracles, the representative of Greece is coming over today to spend the day with him.
"Japan" His voice arose, bringing Japan back to earth and interrupting his thoughts, as he was thinking about life whilst staring out at the peaceful, undisturbed forest. He looked up to look at Greece, dozy looking as always and holding one of his cats against his broad chest. A ghost of a smile appeared on Japan's face for a second before nodding in greeting.
Eyes of the Spades King (Prologue)Eyes of the Spades King (Prologue) by redscarletridinghood
The Queen's journal, Volume 1
22:45, First Moon
I am not writing this for the amusement of a reader, nor for any historic reference of Spades, for if I do say so myself, this chronicle is a tantalizingly sweet and devastatingly dramatic piece of soap opera. Nevertheless, I love this story, for it is my own.
It is OUR own.
It is not written to please anyone except me, who decided to take a long walk along memory lane, visiting the rosy places my mind had shut away for years. After 23,360 daily routines without beautiful, sweet, perfectly imperfect Alfred, I had finally felt the seeping of old age crawling inside to take me.
Thus, I decided to put our memories into writing before my mind would wither away completely, along with this heart he had called, "A secret eden hidden behind a cold, snowy exterior." Alfred always had a way of making analog
Eyes of The Spades King (Chapter 1: Realities)Eyes of The Spades King (Chapter 1: Realities) by redscarletridinghood
"Without slavery, the rebellion could never have existed.
Without slavery, it could not continue."
In all of Spades, only my mother had told me of what it was like to meet the one truly destined for you. She said, her green orbs sparkling wistfully at the memory, that it happens when two eyes meet. And is confirmed when two hands are intertwined. And when the internal clock buried in your chest stops ticking for a mere moment, only to resume its beat so loud and so defined the second after, she said that the rythm of your clock had synced with your One and only. She said it was True Love.
Since then, I couldn't wait for my fated one. I touch my chest, feeling the faint tick-tock of my internal clock and whispering for it to be patient, for I know my True Love will arrive soon. I was nine.
By twelve, I was attrac
Little Paris Coffee Shop (UsUk) 2Little Paris Coffee Shop (UsUk) 2 by ObeytheCupcake
Alfred pushed the picture towards Arthur with it still locked between his fingertips. “Isn’t she pretty?” He asked while Arthur nodded his head, smiling.
“Yes, she’s very pretty.” Arthur started, looking back up at Alfred whose blue eyes were glued to Arthur’s expressions. “Is that your sister or something?” He straightened his stance once again, watching as Alfred folded the picture up, placing it in his pocket. He stretched his arms outward, laughing a bit.
“Ha! She wishes!” He bent down, looking at a few of the opened boxes. Arthur’s eyes looked down at the boxes he was shifting through before they moved to his rear that was in front of his view. He blushed a bit. “But no, she’s my mom.”
Arthur half-smiled and looked back at the boxes while he allowed his hands to cross over and intertwine together in front of him. He saw he had found the black aprons. “Does she work here as well? I don
Little Paris Coffee Shop (UsUk) 1Little Paris Coffee Shop (UsUk) 1 by ObeytheCupcake
“Oh, for fucks sake…” Alfred muttered under his breath while pressing harshly onto the computer’s touch screen. He would always forget how to clear the screen from the orders. The last order he had was a half an hour ago and he was still working tediously on trying to make it disappear from his sight.
It was lunch hour so the coffee shop wasn’t too busy at this time.
He wasn’t looking forward to tonight at all, either. He had to take a new employee under his wing and show him the ropes of his family’s coffee shop. Alfred barely knew how to do what he does now let alone showing someone how to work everything else.
“Matthew!” He shouted, twisting his head around while peering his blue eyes through the opening that lead back to the kitchen. “Help me.”
He heard Matthew giggle slightly, throwing his head down slightly while he walked through the arch that lead to the kitchen. He wiped his hands on his black apron that had whi
Hetalia Roleplay with Cleverbot: USUKCleverbot conversation RTI00733357Hetalia Roleplay with Cleverbot: USUK by Chicky-the-Dragon
Is this bot clever?
Find out at http://www.cleverbot.com
Note: This was done for AskHetaOniAmerica on deviantART.com. Set your USUK senses to stun!
I was roleplaying as Arthur Kirkland from 'Hetalia' by Hidekaz Himaruya.
Bold text = Anything that Cleverbot says, to the letter. Honest to god, it comes up with some weird crap. In this conversation Cleverbot has been assigned the roles as Alfred and (to a lesser extent) Australia and Lithuania because the dialogue fits their characters best.
Normal text = Anything that I have said to Cleverbot. And remember, I was trying to stay in character.
Italic text = Anything that I have added that was not part of the original conversation.
Hetalia Roleplay with Cleverbot: Arthur vs. Alfred (US/UK)
Arthur: Hello, how are you today?
Alfred: I'm good. How are you?
Arthur: I am well, thank you for asking.
Alfred: Enjoying the weath
Hetalia- Everyone Else- Audition Pieces (Updated!)Lithuania audition lines:Hetalia- Everyone Else- Audition Pieces (Updated!) by MayuBeCrazy-Suzume
"Oh great and powerful Russia! I brought to you some hot tea!"
"POLAND! YOU ARE A TRAITOR AND A BAD FRIEND!"
Austria audition lines:
"I shall now show my utter disgust and anger with you through the piano."
"Stop pulling on my Mariazell!"
"Prussia has seized and occupied my vital regions!"
Poland audition lines:
"Risking my life for European politics would make me gassy."
"They'll shoot right over our heads!"
"Yo wassup, playa?"
Estonia audition lines:
"Oh, you're so tough. Next you'll try to pick a fight with Haiti."
Cuba audition lines:
"Sorry for mistaking you as America, Canada"
"Be glad it was only half of your body."
Ancient Rome audition lines:
"Listen now as I tell what Heaven would be-
All the cooks would be the French
The policeman would all be British obviously
Engineers would be German"
Also Latvia is available to be auditioned to by i couldnt find any quote and got lazy so...
Missing MotherBy askhetahazardengland.deviantart.comMissing Mother by AskHetaHazardEngland
You were fierce,
You protected us.
We have been through
so much -
I hope you have found
for you were always
Britannia rules the waves
and I will never become a slave.
I have defended
and will build
upon my inheritance.
Hetalia - PruCan - Peaceful WarriorsBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.comHetalia - PruCan - Peaceful Warriors by Chicky-the-Dragon
Hetalia - PruCan – Peaceful Warriors
Written for MaplePucks
I am a troublemaker
And I am a peacekeeper
I am awesome
And I am invisible
I am a warrior
And I am a pacifist
I am a bird magnet
And I am a bear carer
I am Prussian
And I am Canadian
Together we rule!
Together we fall.
Canadian Bus Driver...I was listening to the radio earlier and I heard a story that made me tear up in the good way. Heartwarming story.Canadian Bus Driver... by MaplePucks
I forget exactly where but somewhere in Canada recently a bus driver while on his regular route noticed a homeless man. The first day he saw him, he noted he didn't have any shoes. Bus driver continued on, saying a prayer for the man. The next day, he spotted the same man still without shoes. He threw on the emergency lights for the bus and got off the bus, rushing over to the man. Asking why he was without shoes, the homeless man simply replied that he had lost his pair. The bus driver then took off his own shoes, gave them to the man and got back on the bus. His passengers were in awe, many of them had tears in their eyes. He continued on his route, like nothing had happened.
I have worked with the homeless before. I love doing it. At the college I went to, we hosted a shelter on our
Just something that pulled my heartstrings :'D((OOC/: ... I just had the most wonderful experience ever at the aquarium. It made me feel so good inside. I was in the Splash Zone area (a coral reef themed exhibit) for little kids. I was using a seal puppet to entertain the children.Just something that pulled my heartstrings :'D by Ask-MatthewWilliams
(By the way, I am pretty darn good at using that seal puppet. Today, I made over 70 people believe that it was a real seal pup and not a seal pup puppet. Ahaha, yes I counted... I counted because my first few times with the seal puppet, a lot of people thought it was real, and I just wanted to know how many, so today, I actually counted the people XD)
Anyway, back to my story XD!
I was using the seal puppet and noticed a child in a wheelchair, staring over at me with the puppet. I smiled, walked over, knelt down on one knee and asked if he would like to pet the puppet. His mother said that he can't see, so I assume that when I thought he was looking at the puppet, his head was just facing my direction.
However, I asked the boy again, "Woul
YOU KNOW YOU ARE CANADIAN WHEN...1. Somebody bumps into you and you apologize.YOU KNOW YOU ARE CANADIAN WHEN... by CanHistoryinCartoons
Apparently we are "famously polite people". Hmm... I wonder why...? Even our independence was quiet and incredibly docile compared to war-waging America. You'll find the odd bully (oh, yeah, they're oddities around here) but the majority of the population are kind and welcoming!
2. You eat a lot of maple syrup.
We don't just pour it over pancakes, like world thinks we only ever do. We make candy, bake it into cookies, and sauté food in maple syrup. Have you ever tried maple syrup-smoked ham before? I suggest you do. MUCH better than that Spam in a can.
3. You know what the hell poutine is.
Look it up on Google; it's currently our national dish.
4. You use the word "eh" as a verbal full stop.
As in, we add it to the end of most of our sentences. Apparently I write "eh" into half of what I say and even type; anyone who has had a conversation with me for about a week will probably have read it mor
Billion-Dollar MegaprojectsThere were many plans to improve Canada after the Second World War, but the greatest set of plans were arguably made by Canada's Prime Minister Louis St. Laurent. His plans were technological advancements that benefited the whole of Canada, from the Maritimes to the Pacific West Coast. These advancements included the Trans-Canada Highway, the Trans-Canada Pipeline, and the St-Lawrence Seaway. Although many debates were held over these plans, all three great projects commenced anyways, and are still being used in Canada today.Billion-Dollar Megaprojects by CanHistoryinCartoons
The Trans-Canada Highway
This plan was mainly a way to create jobs for Canadians after the Second World War. It was to create a link from St. John's Newfoundland to Victoria, British Columbia and pass through all ten provinces. The Trans-Canada Highway Act was passed in 1949 to approve the decision to start construction. Although it wasn't a failure, the construction process faced major obstacles including rising construction costs and difficulty building through
England's Journal #63 - Still United in the UK! Wow, what a turn of events! Thanks for sticking with the United Kingdom, Scotland! It means a lot.England's Journal #63 - Still United in the UK! by AskHetaHazardEngland
[Black Rose][Rose][Black Rose][Rose][Black Rose]
((The results were announced this morning! Scotland's majority voted 'No' on independence! [United Kingdom]
Hopefully Scotland will achieve stronger rights but I won't lie - I'm happy.
[Ahooooy Matey!] Cheers, guys!))
England's Journal #62 - ((Assorted RP Starters))((Hey, everyone! Admin needs to get her writing Muse backEngland's Journal #62 - ((Assorted RP Starters)) by AskHetaHazardEngland
(Also bored!), so if you want to RP with me, please tell me which of the RP starters below you would like to enact. If you've RPed with me before, you know my rules, but if you keep it rated 15 or below, it's appreciated.
These aren't necessarily in the HetaHazard or Canon AU, but we can work out the details as *or before* we roleplay.
P.S. These RP starters are ones I have made up on the spot. Not completely original ideas, but they're only prompts.))
Your Muse sees England tending to the roses in his front garden back in England. How do they approach the Briton in this moment of calmness?
England is at another Nation's party. Said party is not for anything political, but the Englishman seems to be upset over something. How does your Muse react to the mopey Brit?
[HetaHazard AU - After HetaHazard 3 - In the underground facility]
((Some rping pet peeves))((Just a little information to share with you so that you guys can rp more effectively with me so that both sides of the rp are very happy with everything.((Some rping pet peeves)) by Ask-Lil-Bro-Trio
1) Use proper grammar. PLEASE. Just do it. It's not that difficult. Put periods at the ends of your sentences and capitalize names and beginnings of sentences and stuff like that. Grammar may seem like a very small difference in writing, and it is. It's not hard to fix. It just makes me take rps more seriously when they have proper grammar.
2) Is your character always crying? Pet peeve. I get it- it's totally okay if the character's under stress and they cry, but seriously. If your character is crying over literal spilt milk, there is a problem. It also bothers me that the same character will scoff if my character is upset about something. I don't scoff when your character cries every second of every day. Don't scoff when mine gets a little upset.
3) Please include me in the action! If you o
England's Journal #58 - What do you think of Iggy?(( Hi! Sorry for the lack of deviations. But here's a little opinion poll of sorts - free-style.England's Journal #58 - What do you think of Iggy? by AskHetaHazardEngland
What do you think of Hetalia's England/Arthur Kirkland?
Your first impressions
His relationships with other characters - including family
His take on immortality - or his magical abilities
[Bullet; Blue] His status of power in the world
etc. etc. etc.
If you are an RPer, you may answer in character!
[:eager: by darkmoon3636] Write as much as you want! You can either view him in canonverse, HetaHazard or other AUs I've previously touched upon if we've regularly RPed. This is just something fun to work on profiling Arthur's/England's character in the eyes of someone else, whether in or out of character. He may be loved, he maybe hated, may
Czech IntroductionsDobrý den!Czech Introductions by Pseudonym-Forever
I am Czech Republic. No, I’m not called Czechoslovakia anymore. No, you can’t call me Czech. You call me Czech Republic until I give you permission to do so otherwise.
I am new to the scene and the other countries suggested I talk a bit about myself, to break the ice in a sense. Being a fan of efficiency, I made a list…
Reading; I always have a book in one hand
Drinking; I always have a drink in one hand (hey, that’s what two hands are for,)
Dogs, particularly my own; I find most do not train their own pets well enough
Efficiency and organization; unless it’s the weekend, if that’s the case don’t expect too much from me until Monday.
Sports; I love just about everything athletic, especially futball and hockey!
Absinth; I can’t believe I almost forgot that one!
Being told what to do; I got enough of that during the World Wars and the Cold War.
Shoes inside the house; I heard Japan is t
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