My Favourite Christmas Tradition--One-shotMy Favourite Christmas Tradition--One-shot3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Summary: Christmas is full of tradition. Some traditions change with time, but then there are some that we keep the same because they are so precious to us; Alfred & Arthur are no exception to this. Lots of Colonial!US X UK & US X UK fluff & squee. One-shot.
"You mean if I hang this stocking here, Father Christmas will fill it with gifts?" Alfred asked, his eyes filled with excitement.
Arthur nodded, his green eyes sparkling with amusement.
The younger nation attached the stocking to the end of his bed. "Do you really have to go away before Christmas?" Alfred asked, looking slightly upset.
Arthur sighed and ran his hand through his messy blond hair. "It'll only be for a few days, Alfred. I have a few things I need to do in another town here in America," he said. "It's not like I'm going all the way back to England. It is just some government duties that you don't need to worry about. I should be back either Christmas Eve or, hopefully, one of the days before that. It all depends
MoonlightGokudera looked around. He could feel someone looking at him, but since he didn't see anyone... He returned to the recently obtained instrument, caressing the black and white keys with the tips of his fingers. Suddenly pushing his fingers down, a harsh sound escaped the polished black grand piano. The instrument was, if you didn't count the bench in front of it, the only piece of furniture in the otherwise large room. The echo was amazing.Moonlight4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sighing deeply, he waited for the echo to die out before beginning to play a piece he'd learned when he was a mere child. It was Clair de Lune by Claude Debussy, and it had been one of the first songs he'd learned to play by heart. It wasn't as magnificent as some other great sonatas, but complexity and fame didn't matter. For some odd reason, he found himself subjected to the mercy of the melancholic melody and was soon playing it with his eyes closed. When he reached the middle section of the song, he stopped. He couldn't continue
WINTER OF MY BEINGWINTER OF MY BEING2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
WINTER OF MY BEING
In the Land of the Rising Sun 1500 years ago, the gods gave an order of all the heavenly creatures. If the want to live in the mortal world, they would be reborn in a human form. Who dare to disobey this order his punishment would be death. But not everyone was happy, especially the dragons where there was discrepancy between obey or not, that's when this group of dragons was divided and blinded by their intentions which were to dominate the human race. Therefore, the gods were force to act; the reasons were the massacres caused by these dragons, were carrying humans to complete despair.
They decided to go to the tigers that were not averse to the law and offered their help. The clan leader of the Tigers offered the soul of his own son, who was already in the world of mortals. With this, the gods decided to wait for the little baby grow.
Seventeen years passed, people had already lost hope, said that the gods no longer remember them, and now could only suffe
sin titulo.Ella siempre se echa a llorar en la puerta-entrada de esa casa vieja con olor-a-gato. Y llora como no te imaginas y el talento literario se le fue al cielo, es que nadie te enseñó a enamorarte así. ¿Y eso qué tiene que ver? Yo lloro porque no sé madurar, el cojín me comió un pedazo de vida y después no sé qué pasó que disfruto tanto dormir, porque es como si nada, como morirse, dejo de soñar lo que sueño todo el día y se me quita esa hinchazón del diafragma y las ganas de morderme los labios tan fuerte. Tan fuerte. De llorar como tonta sin vida, como inútil que no lava un plato y es atolondrada porque sueña tanto. Tanto. Se cansa de soñar y sin soñar no sabe qué hacer no durmió más.sin titulo.5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
USUK - I Hate You pg. 2"Arthur Can I Talk to you for a moment?"USUK - I Hate You pg. 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Brit raised one of his thick eyebrows. "Alfred, can't it wait? I'm in the middle of something important." He was talking to Japan about something, but America knew he had to do this now before he lost his nerve.
"It's Really important " America bit his lip, anxiety rising up inside him.
Japan gave America a funny expression, as if he knew what was going to happen. He bowed respectfully and backed away, mumbling some excuse to leave. England looked confused, but waved good-bye and turned to America, arms crossed.
"Okay, what do you want?"
America hesitated. How could he go through with this? What was he supposed to say? He wanted to turn and run away, avoid the entire situation. But Did he really have a choice?
It's better this way For both of us
"England " He sucked in a deep breath, preparing himself for what he was about to do. He noted England's slight surprise at the use of his officia
USUK - I Hate You pg. 3"England?"USUK - I Hate You pg. 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
England looked up, his tired eyes not fully registering what was around him. He vaguely remembered that he was in the conference room. A meeting had just ended and he'd thought everyone else had left. The only reason he wasn't gone too, was... Well, he didn't really know why. His legs just couldn't seem to support him. Yawning widely, he whispered, "Alf-America...?"
"A-Ah, no, Canada." Canada laughed nervously. England stared at him blankly for a minute and then rubbed his eyes.
"What do you want?" he asked quietly, as if he was unable to raise his voice above a whisper.
Canada gulped and said, "W-Well you just seem so tired, England... I wanted to know if you were okay..." England thought he heard a deep sadness in the other nation's voice, but he couldn't be sure. Sleep-deprivation was overriding everything.
"I'm fine," he lied as another yawn hit. "I just... Couldn't sleep last night..."
"Why? Does the reason have to do with..." Canada looked away and his voice was trembl
USUK - I Hate You pg. 6"Where do you think you're going?"USUK - I Hate You pg. 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
America froze, but didn't turn around. He glared at the doorknob he had been about to grab. He knew that cynical voice. The very person he didn't want to see more than anything...
He heard England give a "hmph" and guessed he was crossing his arms. America allowed himself a tiny smile. It didn't last long, though. He had to get out of there before there was too big a confrontation. If there was, he might end up telling England everything. I won't let that happen!
Without turning around and keeping his tone neutral he replied, "I'm leaving. I don't want to be around you or Mathew. I thought I already made my feelings clear." He winced, realizing that he'd used his brother's real name. I can't make anymore mistakes...
England waited a moment before saying, "So, you're just... Leaving?"
"Yeah." America bit his lip. I've gotta make this quick and painless. "I'm sick of you guys! All you do is pull me down and tell me what to do! I hat
USUK - I Hate You pg. 7"Arthur, please understand..."USUK - I Hate You pg. 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
America grabbed England's shoulders and stared at him pleadingly. He looked so pathetic.
England looked back into America's teary blue eyes, thoughts and emotions whirling around in his head. They were dull with grief and frustration. They could barely qualify as blue; they were more like a washed out gray. It really was quite disheartening. He remembered those round, bright blue eyes from all those years ago greeting him at the doorway and calling out to him...
He pushed the memories away. Going farther up the chain would only lead to the worst of them all. He never wanted to think about it again. And anyway, he had the present to think about. What had America said just now? That he...
No, that was impossible. Why would America love him? He had no reason to. Why would anyone like him at all, anyway? How could America stand to be with him all those years? But then again, America wasn't the easiest person to be with either. So why had the
USUK - I Hate You pg. 8"I'm sorry, Arthur."USUK - I Hate You pg. 83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
America was repeating the line like it was some sort of chant. "I'm sorry." He shuffled to the open door as if he couldn't lift his feet.
"W-Wait, Alfred!" England stepped in front of him, blocking the other country's path. "Please, what is so important?"
Suddenly America's dull eyes came alive with wild fury. He grabbed England by the shoulders and roughly pushed him to the side. "Don't you understand?" he screamed. "Matthew " He closed his eyes as tears started to fall again. He sniffed, hastily wiping his eyes as he ran outside. England didn't move.
A shout from outside startled him out of his reverie. What was that? He rushed through the door and came to an immediate stop in shock.
America was kneeling down in the grass, tears pouring down his face like two waterfalls. In his arms was
"Matthew! You idiot! Why Why did you " America was shaking, fear and anger both prone on his face. Canada smiled weakly in response. He had blood all
USUK - I Hate You pg. 9"I won't let you hurt him!"USUK - I Hate You pg. 93 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The fingers were suddenly torn away from England's throat and he felt his shoulder collide with the ground. He gasped in pain and rubbed his neck gingerly. He looked up groggily, still dizzy from his near-death experience. America was standing in front of him, his arms thrown out protectively. The Thing was standing in front of America, laughing that chilling laugh. In short, America was the only thing standing between it and England.
The Thing smirked. "Trying to play the hero, hm? You're quite the show off."
"This has nothing to do with being a hero," America replied curtly.
The Thing stepped closer, staring intimidatingly into America's eyes. The young nation tensed, but glared right back. The Thing started to laugh again.
"You're very amusing, you know," it said. "It's all you're really good for. You're quite lucky, that's the only reason I'm not going to kill you. Now step aside, we had a deal, and I'm going to fulfill it."
"A deal?" America gritted his
USUK - I Hate You pg. 10"ALFRED!"USUK - I Hate You pg. 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
England's frantic cry was lost in the blaze of light. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to keep himself steady. Finally, the light disappeared and he realized just how cold he'd been. He shivered and slowly opened his tired eyes, afraid of what he was about to see.
America was still standing; the only change in his position was that his outstretched arms were now limp at his sides. England breathed a sigh of relief. He's okay
His relief quickly turned to horror though, when the American's knees suddenly collapsed under him and he fell backward. England ran forward and just barely managed to catch him by his armpits.
"Bloody hell," England gasped, stumbling back under the weight. "He's heavy " He set America down on the grass as gently as he could. Panting hard, he finally saw what the light had done. His eyes widened and his mouth fell open as anxiety and fear started to well up in his stomach.
Blood was pouring from numerous gashes all over the young nation
USUK - I Hate You pg. 11"Arthur "USUK - I Hate You pg. 113 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The faint whisper went unheard.
Again, no reply.
What was this, this strange feeling Like there was something missing
Yes, that's what was missing. And then suddenly, it wasn't anymore. The constant pounding, beating, ticking, throbbing of life
It was there again, the never-failing noise.
But something else was missing, too. Ah, there it was. The movement. The fall and rise of a chest; the feeling or air rushing through lungs.
The pulse of life.
The pathetic plea faded into the background.
"Please, Arthur I'm scared "
The grass rustled somewhere.
"I'm confused "
Was that footsteps nearby?
"It hurts "
"It hurts to be alone "
"Help me "
"Please, Arthur Help me!"
"I love you "
"I need you "
USUK - I Hate You pg. 4"Let's go find that idiot."USUK - I Hate You pg. 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Well, it had seemed like a good idea when he said it. Of course, some things are easier said than done.
England shook his head and sighed in exasperation. The problem was, they had know idea where America went. He'd questioned Canada extensively, but he only said no, his brother hadn't told him anything.
"Where the bloody hell is he?" England snapped and hit his fist against the table. He snarled and ran his fingers through his wild hair.
"U-Um, maybe he..." Canada started to suggest something, when he suddenly got a faraway look in his eyes.
"Canada?" England touched his shoulder. He didn't respond. "Canada!" England grabbed the other shoulder and stared into his eyes. They were glazed over and unfocused. "Canada!" England cried again and shook Canada's shoulders. Those eyes were really starting to scare him.
There was silence for a moment, but then Canada seemed to wake up. He broke out of the trance with a snap of his head and blinked a few times. "Englan
USUK - I Hate You pg. 5"...Nglan... Ric... Ada..."USUK - I Hate You pg. 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
America blinked his eyes groggily, not quite awake. He was still dreaming, but could vaguely hear voices coming from somewhere. They were so familiar... He closed his eyes again against the blinding sun. His head hurt so much... So did his back from lying on that cold bench for so long. He felt a hollowness inside him and an aching in his heart. But he couldn't remember why he was there in the first place... His mind wasn't awake enough to think about anything, really.
He clenched his teeth in frustration. Those voices were only getting louder and more annoying. He wished they would go away and let him sleep. He felt something on his face - a hand, maybe? Some more excited shouting. Why couldn't it just go away already?
As he started to drift off again, he felt arms around him. They were comforting and warm.
It was nice...
Canada clenched and unclenched his fists. He was
Vampire Knight OC: Madison van Leeuwen INFO SHEETVampire Knight OC: Madison van Leeuwen INFO SHEET2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Madison van Leeuwen
Age: 16, but is told that she acts like a kid.
Eyes: Light green and constantly wide because of her caffeine and sugar intake.
Hair: Dyed pink, and was originally blonde. The length stops just above the small of her back.
Blood type: Type B
Affiliation: Madison is mainly affiliated with working for the hunters, but no one actually knows. She seems to switch sides easily and does things of her own accord for herself.
Weapon: A paintball gun. Paint balls are infused with a substance that reacts like acid when it makes contact with vampires.
Likes: Caffeine in any form, making abstract art, and finding new ways to drive the school into anarchy.
Dislikes: Being taller than many of her classmates, restrictive rules, and Kaname's hair.
About: Madison was born and raised most of her life in the Ne
America's IndependenceAmerica's Independence3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
England came up to a house, his emerald eyes narrowed and his hands clenched into tight fights. He glared at the house, anger pulsing up inside of him. This was madness! It had to be stopped. England marched up to the door and knocked on it, rather hard. It was more of a banging than a knocking. England waited outside of the house for a few moments. Soon, the door was answered. The one who answered the door was the owner of the house. A blond haired boy opened the door and he looked at England. The blue eyed boy stared at England for a moment, his eyes wide with shock, but then they narrowed as they stared at the elder country. "What do you want?" America asked, his voice icy.
England was slightly surprised by the ice in America's voice, but, he didn't drop his angry gaze. "I wanted to talk to you." England said, his voice cold as well. "I want this fighting to stop! You can't survive on your own. This is insanity." England said. America glared at England, his blue eyes fil
Why?Why am I binding my chest?Why?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So my boobs are hidden.
Why am I asking people to call me Seth?
Yes, I like the name, but is it more than that?
I joke and say that if I was a boy I would be bi.
But do I really want to be a boy?
I'm so confused.
Why do I have plans?
You wanna know them?
For Christmas I plan to get money.
I plan to get bandannas,
And boy clothes,
What the hell is wrong with me.
What if my mommy knew?
What about my daddy?
Why is life so stressful?
Why do I want to be a boy?
No I don't want a sex change,
I just want to be like a boy.
Oh, this doesn't make sense.
It seems like everyday there's a new battle.
But they seem to last forever.
Yes I like the name but is it more then that?
Binding my chest makes it seem like so much more.
And wanting boy stuff, explain that.
Is this what I want?
A Night of ConfessionsA Night of Confessions3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was going to be a long night on Mount Justice, and for the Young Justice team it was only going to get worse, a storm was about to hit where they lived, but everyone seemed calm , they knew the mountain could sustain a storm and that there was nothing to be worried about. It was around 11:36 P.M when things started to get bad, the mountain started to shake from time to time; the lights flickered on and off every so often, giving them a warning that a power shortage could be one of their problems through the rest of the night or until the storm was over.
Everyone was to stay in their rooms and not go out unless necessary, but after hearing the intense wind and thunder none of them could stay put in one place, they all had gather in the living room area, all them seem to try and maintain a calm attitude towards the situation everyone except Wally he seemed very energetic despite the fact that everyone else was worried for their safety, Kaldur had a calm face and was tak
Skye's History: prt 2Skye's History: prt 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well, those next eight years were spent with him mindlessly killing, robbing, torturing, and dissecting victims of all kinds, and developing his powers and seeing to the extent he could use them. Hmhmm~! I hope your taking notes kid. We've only dived about halfway into this terribly...fascinating tale."
Daniel at this point was thoroughly intrigued. His hands had remained clasped this whole time, but his grip was tighter now, so much so that his knuckles were blazing white with pressure.
"I am taking good account of all things you say, informer. What I'm really interested in now though is just how he ascended into this powerful ah "
"Dictatorship?" The cloaked man inquired, figuring out the word for him.