happy birthday to the Ita brosSsssooooo, it's March the 17th, Feli and Romano's birthdaaay! > v <More Like This
/throws confetti everywhere
happy birthday to them woohooooo yeah
Child!ItalyxSis!Child!ReaderxChild!RomanoFull Title: Child!Italy X Sister!Child!Reader X Child!Romano .: Please Don't Leave Me :.More Like This
A/N: You and the Italian brothers will be about 12 years old in this story, both are human as well. There will be no mention of "Country Representations" throughout this for it to make sense. As mentioned, you will also be brother and sister and I don't plan on making incest...If your looking for pure romance, I don't think you'll find it here. Now enough of my ranting, enjoy!
It was a bit cloudy outside in the field you and your brothers were playing in. Well, it was more like you and Feliciano while Lovino watched from the hill he was perched on. Watching over you both like a guardian, he was truly the big brother even if he didn't act like it.
The field stretched out for miles, pure green was the only colour. Surrounding the field was a vast forest. The trees became scarce after a certain point lea
-sexuals don't-Heterosexuals don't blink.More Like This
(Because they want to see the world,
But they are blind by their own
Blinding light and it doesn't
Homosexuals don't swear.
(Because, as said by others, their God
Refused them and abused them,
So who can they swear to
Bisexuals don't dance.
(Because no matter what song plays,
They can't hear it as they have
Already filled their ears with
Polysexuals don't feel.
(Because what is there to feel
When every single emotion
Is against you in every
Pansexuals don't breathe.
(Because the air is thick with smoke
From fires of oppression and of
Depression and so they
Demisexuals don't pray.
(Because why pray to someone who
Has ignored you countless times
When you wish these people
Asexuals don't smile.
(Because what is there to smile
About when the whole world is
Ready to throw you to the
Letters to a Soldier (Chapter 1)1/17/2015More Like This
So you left for Afghanistan. I had to celebrate New Years by myself. It was rather lonely without you and all honesty. I felt a little homesick, but I was standing right in the middle of our livingroom. It makes me wonder how you feel since you are miles upon miles away from home. You told me to write to you whenever I would get the chance. So here I am, sitting down in your study with your pen in my hand as I write on your parchment. I won’t lie when I tell you it really hurts to walk around this house. It seems much emptier without you here in it. The bed is colder, the kitchen seems more stocked, even the couch seems a bit bigger. I know we are just boyfriends but it feels like I can’t live without you. Scratch that, I know I can’t live without you.
I’ve been trying to distract myself from all the cloudy thoughts that fill my mind. I picked up more hours at work, sure it is exhausting but it brings in more money and it distracts m