Wartime Letters - 15 Apr, 194315 April 1943Wartime Letters - 15 Apr, 19434 years ago in Romance More Like This
Mr. Alfred F. Jones,
Since when were we on such formal terms?
I don't have a middle name. It could be just F, but I fancy the idea of it being Franklin. I think Franklin would suit you. Yes, I am very aware of who Benjamin Franklin is, love.
Don't jynx yourself, Alfred. You're getting better at flying? What would be your rank if they promoted you? What is your rank now?
The food is doing fine. I am eating enough, you really don't need to worry about them. My vegetables are going just fine. I'll start planting again in May. The roses are starting to bloom, as well. They are lovely. Absolutely beautiful. Evan was visiting, he took a picture of me gardening. I will send it along with this letter.
Alfred...keep your money. I'm doing fine. Much better than most. (But I did but some tea, anyway. Darjeeling...)
Alfred...I never asked you if you were nervous...is something the matter? Why would you worry? Alfred, I'm confused. What on EARTH are you talking about?
Wartime LeTters - May 20, 1943May 20, 1943Wartime LeTters - May 20, 19433 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hey dude! Totally sorry for not writing to you sooner!!!! Its been totally insane here on base dude! Weve been getting ready and doing nonstop training for a airaid battle and weve hardly had time to eat or even sleep!!! I mean we totally have a little bit but not as much as id like to because im totally starving and tired! I think im going to die of hunger!!!! I havent had a burger in a super long time dude!!!
Hows life in england? Still getting enough food? I totally hope so. I remember that you dont have a spare bedroom at your apartment but is it ok if i come and visit you and stay with you for a few nights after the war because i totally dont have extra money for a hotel!!!
I totally wish you could be here to see our training. But i dont want you to go through training. Because i dont want you to get all big and strong because i think you look totally handsome *crosses out the last two words* well like you are. Youd look funny if you werent. While we
Wartime Letters - Mar 14, 1943March 14, 1943Wartime Letters - Mar 14, 19434 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm totally going to try to still write to you as much as I can!!! And I totally don't have any limits!!! I'm totally a hero dude!!!! Don't forget it!!!
I don't know. Im sure you have some other friends or people or something you could worry about you said that you used to talk to and dance with soldiors all the time before I came so I didn't know if you still do about any of them or if you still go to that bar pub thing place all the time and dance with other people since im not there to dance with you anymore but im really glad that you worry about me even though its bad to worry so don't. and don't stop writing to me either because that wouldn't be cool and I wouldn't like it.
Yep! It aint called a flying fortress for nothing!! You haven't??? You totally got to man!!! Theyre awesome!!! All of them!! No.. I still love the Mustangs totally wish I could fly one instead. But they needed a hero in this area so I was more than happy to oblige (Rea
Wartime Letters - 16 Feb, 194316 February 1943Wartime Letters - 16 Feb, 19434 years ago in Romance More Like This
Thank God, you're okay! I was so scared something might have happened to you! You're not hurt are you?? Please tell me you are going to rest for awhile before you go on another mission, love, please.
The only thing I can think of that's better than meeting you would be to have you here with me, right now. To have you here, and to not have to worry if this is the last letter I might send you.
I know you do, I know. I want to, as well...but how could I possibly sleep well knowing you are thousands of feet in the air, carrying a load of armed bombs, and fighting off Zeros? If I go grey because of that, then so be it.
...Zeros...those are Japanese planes, aren't they? Is that where you are? In the Pacific?
I don't know where they would serve hamburgers in London, but I'll do what I can...
Exactly what am I doing in those dreams of yours?
N- *scribbles* Best friend, huh?
Yes, Artemis is the goddess of the Hunt, Forest and Hills and th
Guardianship Chapter 5Guardianship Chapter 53 years ago in Humor More Like This
Blue eyes snapped open and turned to look at their guardian, his little hands clasping onto the rails where his legs wrapped around.
Arthur was home
This wasn't good.
After getting away with this for so many years, to get caught so carelessly It was definitely a shock. "Hey, Artie!" Alfred chirped quite happily, casually licking at his lips before wiping them, still hanging upside down.
"Don't you bloody 'Hey Artie' me, Alfred! Get down from there immediately!" Arthur scolded, his thick eyebrows furrowing as he looked angrily from one son to the other.
Alfred huffed, swinging his body up so he could grasp onto the bars properly, his ear hanging from the edge of the stairs as he pouted. "I was just welcomin' ya home, y'know," he mumbled with a pout.
"I was just welcoming you home, you know," Arthur corrected as he crossed his arms over his chest, "I won't repeat myself any further. Get down Alfred. Both of you will go sit yourselves down on the sofa in the living room. Now."
Wartime Letters-26 Oct - Nov 126 October 1942Wartime Letters-26 Oct - Nov 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I'm terribly sorry I took a little longer to reply, I've been busy and have had much on my mind lately. I found it difficult to sit down and organize my thoughts enough to write...but regardless, I'm very happy to hear your doing well.
That's really a pity, I would have liked to come and see you. Yes, it's kind of a swing song, you can easily dance to it.
I've actually seen a few mummy's. They are peculiar things, all dry and shriveled up. I've learned how they are made too, it's a horribly interesting process, one that I don't think I would ever want any part of. They are rather ugly things, but at the same time, endlessly facinating.
I can speak some Gaelic. Not as much as my brothers and sister though. My sister lives in Northern Ireland with her husband. I also have a cousin in Hong Kong. We aren't really a close knit family, I must admit. You don't know? I should like to imagine you do. You would make a fine older brother, I think.
I think I w
O/K: It's a Wonderful ShipThe sounds were gone. Every single one of them. The muffled cries, and the languid groans, and the short, greedy intakes of breath, and the rustle of two voices whispering deliriously in the dark... All gone. Replaced by silence. Piercingly cold, oppressive, almost palpable silence. She had not noticed when, or how, it had crept into the room - or rather, when, or how, he had let it creep into the room - but there it was, pressing its clammy hands against her chest and throat. It surrounded her, smothered her; she breathed it in instead of air, and its freezing touch scorched her lungs and made her heart well up with pain that would, sooner or later, burst out onto the surface.O/K: It's a Wonderful Ship2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Kiara did not abide silences. And when the weight of this particular silence grew too great for her to bear, she stirred, and let out a small half-sigh, half-sob, and, passing her tongue over her lips - the mark from his fierce first bite still stung a little - breathed out one of the countless nicknames
My Paper RoseI dont own Naruto or any of the characters okay? (Although I wish I did with Itachi .) I have recently become a big fan of this pairing and wanted to write one myself.My Paper Rose6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They say a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. Well I have a special rose to me. Her name is Konan. Her ability is with her origami skills. She can make paper wings and turn her whole body into paper. Because of Konan, the rose is now my favorite flower. Konan is the most beautiful woman in the world to me. Her blue hair and narrow and slightly opened eyes with blue eye shadow are just too perfect. I know that people think I am cold-hearted; and I can understand where they are coming from. I killed my whole clan. That would make me seem like I am incapable of love.
The weather outside was a chilly autumn rain with a breeze blowing that made it seem colder than it was. This was a hindrance to Konans abilities seeing as the paper would be waterlogged and hard to us
London Time - APH Short StoryLondon Time - APH Short Story3 years ago in Romance More Like This
London Time - A APH Short Story
Warning, contains yaoi (malexmale relationships) (USUK <3)
It was 9:00 AM. Alfred F. Jones sat at his kitchen table, picking at a bowl of chocolate ice cream and generally feeling miserable. His face was wet from tears he hadn't bothered to wipe off. Never had the childish country felt less like a hero.
The movie night had been a heavy blow to home for Alfred. He had, rather boldly in his opinion, asked his old friend Arthur Kirkland out to a movie just two nights ago. The following days after the invitation was accepted were stressful enough- the old suit that England had gave him had been the only one he ever owned, and it had been buried deep in the depths of his storage room, among the dusty junk and painful memories that cluttered the closet. But the western country had managed to brush most of the dust off the jacket, and make it look somewhat formal, even with a hardly-noticeable soda stain on the bottom corner. He knew, sec
Wartime Letters - Feb 27, 1943Febuary 27, 1943Wartime Letters - Feb 27, 19434 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sorry dude I totally didnt mean to scare you! It was just a really long mission. I'm totally fine dude! I'm just totally somehow still tired from it! It's totally weird dude.. I'd rest for you if I could but the military dont work like that. They say jump, you ask how high not say im to tired to jump. It's going to start getting really busy here soon though dude so i probably wont be able to write as much.
Dude! Why would you stop sending me letters?? Dont!!! I totally love getting them!! Dont worry! We heros are totally out here and are going to end the war soon for you! At least so that you can stop worrying. I dont like thinking about you worrying all the time. ....buti am glad thatitsfor meofall people.
Dude, I don't JUST fight Zeros... I fight the damn Nazis sometimes to. And we don't just have bombs, we have almost an entire arsenal on board! We are the Flying Fortress after all! Dude. I totally love these planes. And it's grAy!!!!
Yep! Zeros are totall
Wartime Letters - 22 Mar, 194322 March1943Wartime Letters - 22 Mar, 19434 years ago in Romance More Like This
You are a hero, I know, but even a hero is not invincible. You must take care of yourself, so that when the time calls for it, you will be able to preform at your best. I will write to you as long as you will have me and even beyond that.
Yes, I have other friends, and a few acquaintances, that is true. But they are not in the type of positions that need worrying over. The soldiers that I danced with, that is all I did with them. We didn't strike up a friendship or a correspondence. We danced, because there was no one else to dance with at the time. I've not returned to that pub since you left, nor have I felt the urge to dance. *scratches something out here*
Yes, I am positive they are all quite fantastic. You can show them to me yourself when you win the war. Perhaps later, you will be permitted to fly a Mustang in combat. Thought, in my own selfishness, I hope you are never put in such a position. Perhaps then, I should amend that statement, and say, p
Wartimes Letters - Christmas 194325 December 1943Wartimes Letters - Christmas 19433 years ago in Romance More Like This
Happy Christmas, my dear. I have your present packaged with this letter. Some scones, and fresh coffee, since I know you love it. Along with a new sweater and some Christmas photos of my family and I. I hope your Christmas was wonderful. Happy Christmas, love.
Don't I get what?
Oh shut it! Of course I had fangs. But no photos, no. I still have the Angel costume....
Bollocks, tea is better.
It's..rather interesting....and very informative. How did you get it? And why don't pilots get any? I was flipping through the pages this morning.
Okay. I'm looking forward to seeing it. What happens to your plane after the war ends?
I feed them nuts every afternoon in Hyde Park.
Happy Christmas love, enjoy your presents,
P.S. I don't want to talk about it.
P.P.S. ......belt it, Jones....
At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year.
Letters cross each other in the mail
Rapture 1-5As Terra had predicted, Tenenbaum figured out fairly quickly that she was in another world. Unfortunately, she didn't handle it as well as Terra had thought she would. She shut herself up in the library for a day, doing frantic research. Due to her mumblings about height, Eraqus figured it might have to do with how the Land of Departure was set up; in addition to the fact it was another world.Rapture 1-54 years ago in Drama More Like This
She emerged at the end of the day to ask his forgiveness. Aqua was playing in her room -it was very pink- and Eraqus was dispassionately watching her.
"Now do you see why I would have rather you did not come?" Eraqus demanded, ignoring Aqua trying to get his attention. Tenenbaum noticed though, and sat down in a chair, then gestured for Aqua to walk over. Aqua refused and hid behind Master Eraqus. "Why is she acting like this?" he asked.
"Little Sisters are programmed to hate and fear maternal figures. Part of the reprogramming will get her to trust women again. You heard her say how 'Mommy is a
Wartime Letters - 1 May, 19431 May 1943Wartime Letters - 1 May, 19433 years ago in Romance More Like This
Well, I suppose that makes sense....as strange as it is...
I fail to see how not having a middle name makes me crazy...honestly, I think I prefer not having one.
Alfred, Benjamin Franklin played a key role in the American Revolution. A revolution in which America was breaking away from ENGLAND. How could I possibly not know who he is?
It does feel like a lifetime doesn't it? I feel as though the days have been a blur.I wish I would dream of you, like you dream of me. Airman Second Class, pretty soon you'll be a Captain, eh? That IS a rank in the Air Force, isn't it? I don't really know a bloody thing about the military.
The rations are hitting us hard, but I am better off than most. My garden helps, of course. I'm not getting skinny, I am perfectly in my weight area. Just because I'm not some well built muscular bloke, like a certain American I know, given those pictures, doesn't mean I'm skinny! I'm not even close to starvation either. AND I'M NOT BLOO
Wartime Letters - Apr 24, 1943April 24, 1943Wartime Letters - Apr 24, 19433 years ago in Romance More Like This
I dont know dude it just totally seemed.. i dont know i just wrote that for some reason. Because youre a professor?
You don't have a middle name???? How could your parents not give you one?! Thats totally crazy dude!!! I hope its not just F!!! Thats just totally weird. I dont want to be Mr. Alfred letter Jones forever!! It totally has to be something awesome like Franklin because heros have awesome names and F isnt awesome but Franklin totally is! O, ok. I wasnt sure if you would know who Benjerman Franklin was since youre from England and he was from America.
Dude how am I jinxing myself???? Im totally just saying what's true! Im a hero an heros are mostly invincible so I aint going to get hurt or anything! I'm totally fine!!! I'll probably be an Airman Second Class which is a step up from first class but it usually takes the fellows a longer time to get up to that rank but i'm totally getting up there in just months! Gee, has it only been months? It feels li
Wartime Letters - 3 Jan, 19433 January 1943Wartime Letters - 3 Jan, 19434 years ago in Romance More Like This
Happy New Year! Even though I'm a tad late...I hope this year will be better than the last.
The pressed flowers were lovely. I had them framed. They are on my desk now. What did you name the plane? I do like the carving, very much, thank you.
That's understandable, that you cannot hang all the photographs. I'm glad you liked them though. Yes, my mum is nice, and absolutely lovely. You saw her picture.
I'M NOT SKINNY, I'M SLENDER! THERE'S A DIFFERENCE!
Space travel? I never considered that...to travel the stars...I wonder what that would be like...?
If that's the case then I would love for you to teach me to swim. A dream? About teaching me to swim?
They are biscuits, Jones.
No, she doesn't burn things...AND NEITHER DO I! I prefer the dark ones myself, but we all have our preferences.
I would enjoy that...going up in a plane with you...imagine how fun that would be.
So what if I think your handsome!? It's just an observations a recognition of your f
Wartime Letters-Apr 2-9 1943April 2, 1943Wartime Letters-Apr 2-9 19434 years ago in Romance More Like This
Mr. Arthur Kirkland,
What's your middle name? I don't know what mine is. I just know that it starts with an F but I don't know what the F stands for do you think my middle name is just F? I hope not because thats totally weird i bet its something awesome and patriotic like Freedom or Faith or nevermind thats a girls name. Maybe its Franklin like Mr. Benjerman Franklin! You know, the dude that found electricity? I dont really like the name Ben. Unless its your middle name, then i think its really awesome!
I can totally be invincible! Just watch me! I'm doing totally awesome and havent gotten sick or hurt yet and they said that im getting even better at flying! I find that funny though because im totally already the best pilot here. They've even interviewed me to maybe raise my rank again!!! That would be awesome!
Hows the food going over there? Are the rations still bad? Is your garden growing you any vegetables or canyou buy them? I know there gross but you
Wartime Letters - Sept. 1942September 5, 1942Wartime Letters - Sept. 19424 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hey! It's Alfred the hero! How are you? Its only been a cople of days since I left but I forgot paper and had to find some so that I could write. I wish I could tell you where we're based right now but the commander said we're not allowed to and I guess they scan our letters before they ship out so it would be totally stupid of me to break the rules NOT that I would anyways! That would be totally unheroic!!!
There's not really much to do here. We do physical training and flight training most of the day and then just get to hang out for the rest of it. I've taken up learning mechanics about the planes though, so that I can take care of my own Mustang when I get her! There's a little cantina type place here on base. The guys go there all the time and dance with girls from the nearby town. I don't dance much anymore though, it totally just isn't the same after dancing with an awesome person like you! They just don't know how to dance! I haven't even seen any o
Shadowed Destinies - Chapter Three: New Day's Dawn/Shadowed Destinies - Chapter Three: New Day's Dawn2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter Three: New Day's Dawn
In the dusty stillness of the rented room, a tiny dagger whistled through the air, drawing a trail of dust behind it. The sharp blade disappeared into a wooden beam with a thunk, the black hilt sticking out like an odd coat hook. Growling, Sylves the Shade marched over to the skewered beam, yanked the dagger free, and stalked back to the chair beside the shabby bed. Clouds of settled dust billowed at his feet, stirred by his dark cloak. In a flash, he turned sharply and flung the dagger at the beam once more.
Thunk. Once more, the blade vanished into the wood. Two inches away from the original wound. His first miss in hours.
"Dammit," Sylves muttered, pulling a long leather strap from his bag. Steeling himself, he brought it down hard against his leg. The crack bounced off the walls in a chorus of pain. He did his best not to cry out, but could not hold in a slight whimper. As punishment for his noise, he gave himself another. This t
Rapture: Part 2 prologuePart 2: PrologueRapture: Part 2 prologue4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Father, I am writing this diary so Mother doesn't find it. No one remembers paper down here, or
they have trouble finding it. Father, I miss you. Mother is trying to "break" something. She calls it
my "conditioning," but there is no conditioner here. Rapture has turned to shambles since you...you...
Andrew Ryan is dead and his son was the one who killed him! Apparently he "had to" or something,
but then he tried to kill Frank Fontaine! My Sisters saved him though when he was injured.
Yes, my Sisters. I sense them, all of them. Father, I want to bring you back. But until then, I am
trapped here and living my life through my Sisters.
I don't know how long it's been since I saw you Father. All I know now is I see Rapture as how it truly
is. I do not feel the need to drink ADAM anymore, but I still need it to survive. Mother has a plan, I
know it. I can see it every time she approaches me with the needle.
Father, I do not like it. I feel how much older I am. I feel...wr
Shadowed Destinies: Chapter One - Such a Night//Shadowed Destinies: Chapter One - Such a Night3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: Such a Night
Moving swift as shadows, small padded feet softly made their way through the alleys of the Imperial City. Not a soul noticed his passing, and it worked to his favor. It simply wouldn't do, getting noticed in his line of work.
Tomas was an urchin, a child employed by a thief to make an extra profit. Sadly, he was not in the employ of the Gray Fox, the wily but honorable thief king of Cyrodiil. If he were, he'd probably wear a few less bruises than he did. Many nights, he wondered why he didn't run to another town. Those thoughts he quickly smothered as the cries of other urchins--urchins with similar ideas--rose up from the cellar of the master's house. After a while, the memory of the sweet air outside the city became a distant myth. He forgot how to play, how to be a child. All that remained were the scores and the marks: the hundreds within the city who would unwittingly foot the bill for him and his fellow urchins.
At last, he found
Wartime Letters - Feb 8, 1943Febuary 8, 1943Wartime Letters - Feb 8, 19434 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hey dude. Sorry it's totally taken me forever to write back to you.. that mission took longer than we expected.. some meatballs showed up (the guys and i call the Zeros that) and attacked us from the rear. We nearly ran out of fuel even, but we landed safely intime.
Non-*scrawled out* You know, the normal ammount for an 18 year old dude to have kissed. I'm TOTALLY experienced dude! O, she sounds.. uh.. pretty I guess. What other things do you think would be better?
I'd totally totally be there so that you can sleep better if I could be. But you know if I could I would do what I could to help you. I want you to sleep better. It's not good for you to not sleep. You totally actually WILL go gray, dude!
Dude!! EAT. This is totally an order from your superior!!! You have to eat! I'm sending you another chocolate bar and keep it all for yourself. And tell your students that I order them to bring you apples! Because you're an awesome teacher and th
Cheer Up, Ludwig -Pt. 1Ludwig felt miserable as he slouched over on the sofa. His whole week had been just... ew. Nothing had gone right at all, and he had infinity and twenty things on his mind.Cheer Up, Ludwig -Pt. 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
I need to get to that meeting tomorrow morning on time. I need to get enough sleep tonight; I'm presenting my idea to the boss after that. I need to leave early in case everyone and their dogs decide to go out at the same time. Kiku's coming over for some 'cultural enlightenment', so I need to clean the house. Ivan's boss wants to meet up with my boss in two weeks.. I have to let him know. Veneziano's gone through at least a month's worth of groceries this week...
The list went on, and on, and on, and on, and on. There were other things on the Infinite Stresses and Concerns List that weren't remotely relevant to him. Things that didn't involve him. Things that he couldn't change anyways. Things that shouldn't matter.
The blonde chewed on his lower lip in frustration.
"Scheiße! Why does