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ReaderXHetalia~ Its Raining Men -1_________ sat outside and sighed. She had just watched some Hetalia, one of her favorite anime of all time... Why couldn't the guys on that show be real? They had such vivid personalities that she can easily get along with, and they were so much nicer than the jerks at her school.
Thunder clapped a little in the distance. ________ didn't care. She liked the rain. It was that weather where she could just sit and think.
Thunder clapped again, this time louder. "This storm is moving faster than normal...." ________ said. She got up and reached her door, stopped, and sighed.
'Why? Why can't they be real? Why can't I spend just one day with them?'
Lightning striked over her house, and ________ squeaked. "What the hell?! Storms don't move this fast!" A strong gust of wind shook the house as _________ quickly stepped into her house and closed the door, and ran up to her room and slid under her bed holding a blanket around her. "Mien Gott! Why does it feel like this is The Wizard of Oz
Pen Pals~ Hetalia -PART 5- Dear ___________,
Look. I loved your letter. And I'm warning you right now I'm not the kind of guy who can express his feelings
in a... positive way.
And yes Freatllo does mean 'brother' in Italian. Not much to say in this letter, and I hate to say it but me and my brother are taking a trip in a few weeks... apparently this pen pal thing had a trip involved in it... but anyways. I put a picture in this envelope, of me and my fratello, Feliciano. Feliciano did this pen pal thing last year, and had this German guy as his pen pal... he really pisses me off! Well... I can't remember his name, but he sounds like a know it-all potato bastard!
But I hope that even after this project is over... I hope that maybe we can, keep sending letters back and forth... is that alright?
From yours truly,
You laid on your bed and stared at the note slightly blushing. Was it wrong to develop feelings for a dude you only know through a couple letters? And you didn't even know what he lo
Pen Pals~ Hetalia -PART 4-~RomanoXReader~
You walked in the hallways with Ariana. She was talking to you about her letter from the Matthew kid. " He's so sweet! But, I feel sorry for him that no one ever notices him in his school. He said I could call him Mattie..." Her cheeks had a slight tint of pink on her cheeks...
"That's awesome Ariana...."
"Are you okay? You've seemed depressed for the last few days..."
"No... not really. My Pen Pal just hasn't replied yet..."
"Well he does live in Italy!"
"Yeah, but Arthur already got a reply from that kid in France!"
"Um... well..." She stopped as she bumped into one of the higher grade students. She looked up and met Ludwig's face. "Oh! Hi Ludwig!"
"Ja. Hello Ariana. ________... are you okay?"
" Yeah.. I guess. I have a Pen Pal from Italy that hasn't replied yet..."
" Really? I had a Pen Pal from Italy from last year, like you. I still keep in contact with him, he's a nice kid, and I gave him my cellphone number... but yesterday he called my screaming in my ear about
Hetalia REQUEST~ UsUk - DrunkEngland sighed as the rest of the countries walked out of the conference room. He walked a few feet down the hallway, stopped, and turned and stared at the blond country he use to look over, who was frantically talking to China, most likely trying to say he would pay the debt soon. England managed a small smile, but slowly turned his head to the side, trying not to let his love for the country known...
"Dude! England! Whats up!" England's head snapped up as he was picked up in a bear hug by America. Of course, America just had to wear that stupid grin. England, being the tsundere he is, immediately started to resist the younger country's actions.
"America! You git, put me down this instant you wanker!"
"Oh come on England! Lighten up a little!" America threw England over his shoulder and proceeded down the hallway, with England flailing around yelling, and getting odd looks from the other countries.
"AMERICA! FOR THE LAST BLOODY TIME! PUT ME DO-" England was silenced when he felt a pat
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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