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Cover Me“Dude! Psst! Dude!”Cover Me by Guil-T-Pleasurez
The pigtailed girl said nothing, just turned the next page of her book. But her shoulders tensed slightly.
“Duuude!” A whine now, bordering desperation.
Still, the Brit refused to acknowledge her. She brought the book closer to her face, practically burying her nose in it.
Water drenched her feet, though the splash missed the book. She yelped slightly, scooted further back on her beach towel.
“Dude! Seriously! Look up!”
Alice hesitated for a moment longer, but finally looked up with an irritated sigh. She didn’t dare risk another one of Amelia’s crazed splashes; she had borrowed this book from Francine, and she liked to returned borrowed things in good condition, thank you very much. “What is it?”
The American was ducked down beneath the dark waters, which was strange, considering how she was usually so loud and dramatic about everything. Alice arched an eyebrow. She carefully set her book to on
2 years....2 years.... by ArthurJones93
It’s been about two…to probably a little over that many years…
There’s a boy at my school…whom I guess you could say I’ve…fallen in love with…
At first, I just admired him, I thought he was the best and the nicest and just…the most wonderful person…his name is Alfred F. Jones..
But then one day…I…found out that the feelings I had…were a lot stronger than admiration…
I wanted to tell him how much I admired him but…heh, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it…
Till one day I saw that he was feeling a bit down, and he continued to feel that way, I couldn’t stand it, and no one was even saying anything to make that wonderful smile come back to his face!
So...I went and made a new email address and sent him one, I had gotten his email a while ago when the school had us make them, everyone shared with everyone.
But I made a new one and sent him a message, simply saying how
HMTG 2 Crossover Crisis part 30As the sun finally settled down, the whole group were waiting by the mini bar that Australia set up for the countries. They weren’t hanging around the bar…yet…HMTG 2 Crossover Crisis part 30 by Eripmav-darkness
“Sorry about the pile earlier,” France grinned.
“I still think you’re jealous of Yugi!” Austria called far back, but France quickly picked up a stone and threw it behind him to hit Austria’s head.
“That doesn’t matter,” West said. “We’re all here, and we’re safe.”
“What are the plans for tomorrow?” Yami asked.
“That’s currently in progress,” West explained. “I’ll let you know as soon as possible.”
“Hey, you guys, dinner’s ready!” Australia called.
“DINNER???” America beamed with his mouth immediately drooling. “Outta my way, me first!” England sighed as America charged, but he placed his leg out to cause America to trip an
LonelyThe voice came out of nowhere, as did the hand that snatched the pillow out of the young Brit’s hands. “What’s this?”Lonely by Guil-T-Pleasurez
“Hey!” Arthur protested, trying to grab it back. But the other boy held it out of his reach. “Gilbert, give that back!”
“Why should I?” he teased, holding it even higher in the air.
Arthur scowled at him. “Don’t use your height to your advantage, jerk!”
Gilbert laughed at him for a moment, then actually took a moment to actually look at the pillow in his hands. “… God this is girly.”
Arthur’s face went crimson. “N-No it’s bloody not.”
“It totally is! And besides, it’s stupid looking.”
“Embroidery isn’t stupid, it’s useful!” Arthur protested.
“For what? Making yourself look even more girly?”
“I’m not a girl!” the Brit growled.
“Could’ve fooled me.”
My Immortal *another songfic*Depressed!America x Dead!EnglandMy Immortal *another songfic* by GuardLoveAsian
|| I'm so tired of being here,
|| Suppressed by all my childish fears
Alfred stood alone in the cemetery, the wind blowing ever slightly, but just enough to think the wind is whispering.
He clutched the bouquet of Tudor roses in his hand gently so he wouldn't crush them. These flowers were his lover's favorite. They reminded his lover of England, his homeland. His pride… His home…
"You know it's funny," Alfred said in a quiet, somber tone. He decided to give up his happy, carefree attitude ever since Arthur, his lover died. He felt that there was no need to be happy anymore since he had nothing to live for.
He continued speaking, "You've been dead for a while now... years... Was it five years? Four?"
No response. He sighed, remembering his favorite memory he had with Arthur.
"Artie! Hurry up dude, we're going to be late!" Alfred called out to his English boyfriend.
"I'm almost done, Al!" Arthur said.
"You're taking wa
SunsetThe English teen sighed silently looking ahead, his forest green eyes traveling over the scene before him; the sun was begging to set by the sea turning the sky shades of orange and hues of blue making it seem like the sky was in fire. It would be a lovely scene to share with someone. He had never seen a sunset so peaceful and beautiful as this one, was it maybe because he was watching it all alone? Maybe.Sunset by ChibiMinoru
He sighed once more letting his head hang low. He should have stayed behind like Francis had told him so. He should have stayed and never find out about Francis’ affair with one of his model friends. He should have stayed and he would still be with Francis being completely oblivious of the affair, but happy. Yes, he would rather be happy than to know the ugly truth.
“Who am I kidding?” The English teen whispered, his voice cracking much to his surprise. He didn’t want to cry for the French man, he didn’t deserve to have any tears shed. But why was he cr