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Hetalia Dating Game!Author's Note: You'll want to keep track of which Bachelor says what so you can pick one at the end! Maybe keep a piece of paper handy? After you've read, comment below telling me who you'd pick!
You'd been sleeping well... until your phone rang. Groaning, you picked it up.
"(NAME) (NAME) (NAME)! You're awake!"
"Yeah, Feli, I'm awake *now*, thanks a lot," you said, looking at the time. 8:30, the clock read. Why was your Italian friend calling this early?
"You got-a come over, (Name)! I have a surprise for yoooou," he sang into the phone.
"This early? Fine, give me some time to get read
50 THINGS VIDEO GAMES HAVE TAUGHT ME ABOUT LIFE50 THINGS VIDEO GAMES HAVE TAUGHT ME ABOUT LIFE:
1: Food heals your wounds.
2: Fallen enemies/allies will almost always leave behind something useful.
3: When there are a lot of people working for someone, the minions tend to be identical to each other.
4: When I die, I can come back to life if I have a clone who looks just like me (might explain the above).
5: There is a path of money along the ground that will lead me to where I want to go.
6: No matter what the currency is, I can exchange at a conveniently open shop for something valuable.
7: Bats, cats, spiders, dogs, snakes, scorpions, zombies, skeletons, mummies, and other danger
Dear Writer's BlockWriter’s Block,
We’ve known each other for quite some time now. Ever since I began to take writing seriously and began conjuring up stories and posting them, you’ve been by my side. I don’t think you’ve left for a second. Whenever I’m at my computer, ready to start typing, you’re there.
But that’s the thing…I wanted to write this to you because; you see…well…I think it’s time you start seeing other writers.
I know you like my stories, but that’s just it! Whenever you’re around, I can’t concentrate. I’m left staring at a blank screen or an un
Hetalia Writing Meme 9Choose 10 characters:
1) You wake up and open your eyes, immediately you see  before your eyes. What do you do?
France: *leaning over me a bit, smiling flirtatiously as always* Ah~ Bonjour, mon cher~ Did you sleep well?
Me: *not amused*.....Francis....What the FrUK are you doing in my room?
France: Honhonhon~ I 'eard you mumbling in your sleep, and decided to check it out. Some'zing about wanting your boyfriend to--
Me: *blushing hard, though thoroughly pissed off* You have 5 seconds to get out of here, before I frickin' murder yo
Morby infinito-Mira, Mordecai, compre esta nueva máquina del tiempo- dijo Rigby al entrar al cuarto con un nuevo aparato como el que se había destruido.
-Me dijeron que tenía un pequeño defecto, pero fue gratis, así que lo tome.
-Te amo Rigby
Mordecai y Rigby confesaron su amor el uno para el otro, se abrazaron y se dieron un beso de forma muy apasionada, pasaron el mejor momento de sus vidas.
-Desearía que esto volviera a repetirse- dijo Mordecai
-Tengo la solución- dijo Rigby
Rigby acciono su máquina del tiempo ye regreso minutos atrás antes que Mordecai
60 For 60: The Boscombe Valley MysteryWhen I first began sharing lodgings with Holmes, I thought he had no interest in literature. I soon discovered this was not the case.
He was so enthusiastic about George Meredith’s work that he accepted an invitation to a function Meredith was attending.
“A fascinating man,” Holmes told me later. “His friend Conan Doyle was most offhand with me though.”
UnsubtleDettsu picked up the display board, a holographic screen extending from it and super-imposing itself through special glasses everyone else was wearing. “Okay guys, it’s a pretty simple mission, We just do a quick recon, check things out in boundary of the Hot Dog Kingdom and the Junk Alliance, but absolutely no matter what, don’t touch anything!”
“But touching is fun,” Stinky whined.
Someone shushed her down. She gave a pout so epic that some things exploded from her mere proximity. Hama raised a hand. “So who are we sending out?”
“It will have to be someone skilled-” And at this
60 For 60: The Red-Headed LeagueIt occurred just as we left St James’s Hall, after a concert that Holmes had recommended to us.
I slipped heavily and for a moment believed my ankle to be broken.
“Is there no-one who has knowledge of Accidents, Ankles and Abrasions?” cried Mary, distraught.
“Allow me,” said a voice I found vaguely familiar.
Mr Jabez Wilson stepped proudly forward.
A Terrible Japanese Joke (feel free to groan):A Terrible Japanese Joke:
A large Japanese reprographics company has brought out a new copier model which can now not only produce beautiful photocopies, but also make breakfast for the office staff. The new machine is called:
What i do when i am alone on SkypeWhat i do when i am alone on Skype
You know who you are >.>
this is good night for real
[7:39:21 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: no go away
[7:40:29 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: good you are gone
[7:40:40 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: Now i can carry on a convo with myself
[7:40:43 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: EUROPEANS
[7:40:49 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: Ican screem
[7:40:53 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: EUROPEANS
[7:41:01 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: all i want and you will not hear me.
[7:41:03 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: you know why?
[7:41:20 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: because EUROPEANS LIVE IN EUROPE
[7:42:19 PM] SaltyxStain ^^: far away from the land of the free and home of the brave
[7:42:35 PM] SaltyxStain ^^:
A Welcome Letter From DeathHello Claude.
I hope this letter finds you well. In fact I'm certain it will. See, you've managed to escape my icy grip once again, Claude. And I'm not pleased about that. Not one iota. That's the third time you've cheated me this month.
But I digress.
I'm not writing this letter to chastise you, Claude. Not at all. In fact, if anything, I should be congratulating you. It's rare indeed that someone of your ..... shall we say "intellect" ..... one-ups the Grand Reaper himself. (And remember, not just once; not twice; but three ..... count 'em ..... THREE times!) That's one highly impressive feat.
But in all seriousness, Claude. How DO you do it? I've tried to figure it out. I've watched and rewatched the video feeds; I've played them forwards, I've played them backwards; I've sped them up, I've slowed them down; I've run through them frame-by-oafish-frame and I just. Can't. Figure it out!
Now, the first time? I can understand that. I mean it happens all the time. Guy goes out with his f
hetalia and ninjago crossover thingylioyd: I BROKE THE TIME TRAVELOR THING-Y!
*ninjas goes back to hetalia*
---world war 1---
*ninjas appear behind bush*
*germany comes and tomato box appears*
germany:AFTER THAT STUPID TITANIC THINGY COMES WW1!
lioyd:he's green,dark-green to me.
italy(in tomato box)lease don't open!
jay: he's worse than sensei wu!
italy:*pops out of the tomato box*don't hurt me!
germany: u pretend to be nice? are you the desent of roman empire?
italy:IM HIS GRANDSON!
kai:let's go wherever they go.
all 4 ninjask!
---more coming soon---
60 For 60: A Case of IdentityHosmer Angel had been missing for a month when his brother approached Miss Sutherland.
“He is married to another,” he declared. “Pray look for a man more worthy of yourself!”
I arrived at Baker Street to find “Cordwainer Angel” removing his disguise.
“She would never have believed the truth,” laughed Holmes. “But the delusion allowed me to aid the lady.”
I wonder if you're enjoying
the curvature of her back.
The spine, a row of ossified crowns
crowded and curved around that defining neural superhighway;
that extension cord,
adventurously connecting the visceral
to the peripheral.
The horseshoe crab vertebrae
scuttle to break through skin at your touch;
a defining shiver.
I see your hands
around the rounded hills of her shoulders.
Scapulae jutting out with the extremity of the bend,
like a chicken's wings.
And the bands of these dorsal muscles
stand up like wings,
cast shadows in the dimples of the pelvis that she lifts;
that will fold o
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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