Let Your Voice Be HeardJuly 1, 2008More Like This
Matthew Williams woke up to warm, calming sunshine filling his room, lighting up his cream-colored walls and curtains. He smiled softly as he pulled his blanket back and stepped out, feeling unusually happy. What was today again? Violet eyes found his calendar, and he read the date.
"July the first " he began, smile widening, " is my birthday "
That's why he was so happy! Matthew was always forgotten every other day of the year, but for some reason he always had high hopes for his birthday. He would always hope someone would think, 'Hey! It's Canada's birthday today!' or something to that effect. Hope was all he had.
After showering and changing clothes, Matthew treated himself to a warm, fresh batch of pancakes with his sweetest maple syrup. He savored the fluffy richness, having a good feeling about the following hours. Maybe he could invite a few people over just for fun, and not some goliath of a party like his brother.
First he'd call Fran
Crying Someone Else's TearsGilbert really did love him.More Like This
Gilbert Beilschmidt loved Matthew Williams more than anyone else.
Gilbert Beilschmidt wanted nothing more than to see Matthew Williams happy.
And it killed him to see him in this state.
Matthew Williams was a heart broken mess. Matthew Williams had to watch his brother die before him. Matthew Williams had to cope with the death of his last family member. Matthew Williams couldn't handle being alone. Matthew Williams cried himself to sleep at night. Matthew Williams was so afraid of being alone he went into hysteria daily.
And it tore him up inside.
Gilbert wanted to help, he did. He wanted to be there for him, he wanted to hold him tight, and tell him it was going to be all right. But he couldn't. Matthew wouldn't accept sympathy, from anyone or anything. He was too scared, too afraid to let another person inside of his heart. His heart was shattered, gone, and Gilbert wanted nothing more than to pick them up and put them all back together. He didn't care a
June 26, 2015America smiled excitedly as he headed to the meeting room. He’d never been this excited for a meeting before, but today he had a reason to. He just couldn’t wait to tell everyone, especially Japan. Canada already knew, because they were neighbours geographically, but he had made him promise not to tell anyone since he wanted to do it himself. He jogged towards the meeting room, bumping into the Asian nation he was so looking forward to telling.More Like This
Japan flinched and looked up at him, “America-san, I’ve never seen you looking so excited to go to a meeting before. What has-?” He was silenced by Alfred wrapping his arms around him, lifting him up, and spinning him around happily before kissing him deeply.
Japan blushed deeply, surprised by his boyfriend’s actions, “N-Not that I am displeased by that, b-but what was all that for?”
America just chuckled and smiled brightly, “You’ll learn later, I plan on telling everyone during the me
Hetalia: The Price of FreedomMore Like This
The sun was just about to set, ending another day. The sky was painted brilliant hues of orange, purple, pinks and a little bit of red. But the beautiful sunset went barely noticed by the lone figure who was busy climbing up the hill.
Alfred took his gloved hand out of his pocket and pushed his glasses back up onto his nose. The hill was a lot steeper than he remembered. Then again it had been awhile since he'd been there.
When he finally reached the top, he slowed down, coming to a halt completely. He looked straight ahead at the silohette in the distance. He swallowed down the lump already beginning to form in his throat and walked forward.
He reached a gravestone sitting underneath the shade of the tree. America dropped down to his knees and stared at the smooth stone. He reached up and traced the words with his fingers.
Here lies Arthur Kirkland
A Mighty Nation,
How can I repay you brother of
Soundwave's vacationAutobots would hardly believe it and call it decepticon propaganda, but all decepticons were entitled to vacation. It was one of the rules Megatron made in the very beginning of building his army, and it did marvels on recruits. The tyranny seemed so much more appealing when you knew there would be fair rations, work and vacation for everyone.More Like This
And war or no war, those three were provided. It may have started out as a political statement, but Megatron discovered that more personal time on top of needed refill-and-recharge off shifts made his mechs invest more in their respective lines of work.
The vehicons were on a constant roster rotation, so that the same number of them was always on leave, making planning that much easier.
Officers could choose their off time.
Knockout preferred splitting his free cycles so he could hit as many racing events as possible and each trip down to the surface made him good-natured and speed-sated for a decacycle on. Twice that if he managed to hit the mov
Hetalia MemePick 10 random characters.More Like This
3. New Zealand
You found 1's secret stash of chocolate.
(Canada! Gimme all your chocolate! *Takes it all, eats it, then feels really bad :c *)
2 confesses his love to you.
(Australia loves me? M'KAY I'M OKAY WIF DAT, BBY! :iconpervyaustraliaplz
You walk into 3 in the street at midnight.
(Dafaq am I doing walking down the street at midnight? Oh, Hi New Zealand!)
You win a free holiday with 4.
(Bahaha! To be honest, I'd rather go with America. England is so... boring //shot by Iggy fangirls.)
5 saves your life.
(:iconaussielovesyouplz: O-Oh America-san! *Marries and has babies*)
6 is living in your house.
(I-I guess I'm okay with France living with me? Just one rule, DO NOT BRING WOMAN HOME!)
You find 7's mobile phone (cellphone).
(*Looks at all of Japan's secret yaoi stash*)
You're asleep and 8 comes in and wakes you up.
(*Gets out of bed quickly*
O-oh Hi Mr Russia...)
Hetalia Music Shuffle MemeRules:More Like This
1. Put your mp3 player/media player on shuffle and list the songs as they come up as an answer to the questions.
2. No skipping songs.
3. I suppose you could either write or draw the answers, whatever you like.
1. What song best describes your favorite country?
My favorite is South Italy
Never Too Late by Three Days Grace http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lL2ZwXj1tXM&feature=BFa&list=FLJijo5dWrQ25bJSEsKDShqQ&shuffle=916394
...Well, I suppose it does surprisingly fit him, with his inferior complex towards his fratello and what not...
2. And how you feel about them?
Tiny Miniskirts Techno Remix by Colonel Roy Mustang http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-EIZz_fwA4&feature=BFa&list=FLJijo5dWrQ25bJSEsKDShqQ&shuffle=849519
It's funny cause South Italy really would look dead sexy in a miniskirt XD
3. What song plays in Italy's mind everytime he sees pasta?
Don't Wake Me by Skillet http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x0PMrV7derw
TFA: Christmas TriangleIts mine, Megatron growled.More Like This
No, its mine, Starscream growled back.
Theyre at it again, Blitzwing sighed.
What Megatron and Starscream happened to be fighting over was a Bumblebee plushy.
Give it here, Megatron commanded tugging on one end.
No, Starscream yelled pulling out the other.
As you can all imagine this caused the plushy to rip in two.
Now look what you did, they shouted at each other getting their guns out.
For the love of Primus would you quit it, Hothead shouted, If you want that Autobot so bad why dont you get him?
Hes right Starscream, Megatron said, The only way for us to settle this is to prove that Bumblebee is meant to be with me.
Yeah I guess youre What do you mean meant to be with you, Starscream asked furiously.
Well it just makes sense that he would be with me, Megatron said, I
To Be a PunkRemove The Glitter from your FaceMore Like This
Replace it with a Smear of Dirt
Remember, it's not about Lace,
It's not about Hurt.
Self-Sufficient Survival In a Spined Shell
Necessary Denizens of a Self-Created, Wondrous Hell
Fire-Rust, Acid-Paint, Bleeding Beauty from the Hole-Punch Piercings
Metal, Flesh, Cloth, Scraped Knees and Brazen hearts.
It is not your Safety Pins, it is not your Skulls
It is not your Leather Glitzpunk Dolls
It's a Way.
It is an Awareness and a Bravery in its own Right.
It's not Glitz.
It's Embedded in Wit
The realization that Our Mortal Coil is a Malleable Thing
Push a needle through the skin, add another Ring.
It is not to be a Creature of Metal,
But to make your Body a mere Shell for a Soul
Painted, Inked, Needled, Clothed
To Reflect the Burning Awareness Within
And in This Way
A Single Person.
It is to Refrain from Becoming a Chalice,
Catching what the Cups of Leaders Overflow
Until skin softens and hair becomes
Snow white, inex
I'm Baaack! :DOk so I decided to give dA a second chance..More Like This
I was too lazy to make a new account so just ignore all the embarrassing old stuff on here please ;u;
Hopefully this go around will be a more pleasant experience.