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Standing on the deck of a ship, The Bloody Rose it was called.
The wind blowing through her hair as she watched the sea.
It's waves rippling in an endless pool.
'It's so beautiful out here tonight.' She thought.
As she stood there she didn't notice that someone was watching her.
As the figure progressed towards her it took in all her beauty.
Her silky [h/c] hair, her bright shining [e/c] eyes, and her porcelain [s/c] skin.
He loved her not because of just her beauty, but because she was herself.
He loved how clever and witty she could be, and a good swordsman as well.
He stood behind her, enveloping her tiny figure in a hug.
She held onto his arms, "Isn't it beautiful, Captain?" She asked smiling towards the sea.
He looked at her and smiled, "You sure are."
She looked towards him with her mouth slightly open.
He leaned in to kiss her as she stood up on her toes to reach him.
Mere inches from each others lips....
XxXxXx
She woke up, still tied to a chair. She sighed looking out at the full moon.
'Are you coming, Captain?' She thought. 'I fear that if you don't hurry I'll melt away.
Like a snowflake.'
The wind blowing through her hair as she watched the sea.
It's waves rippling in an endless pool.
'It's so beautiful out here tonight.' She thought.
As she stood there she didn't notice that someone was watching her.
As the figure progressed towards her it took in all her beauty.
Her silky [h/c] hair, her bright shining [e/c] eyes, and her porcelain [s/c] skin.
He loved her not because of just her beauty, but because she was herself.
He loved how clever and witty she could be, and a good swordsman as well.
He stood behind her, enveloping her tiny figure in a hug.
She held onto his arms, "Isn't it beautiful, Captain?" She asked smiling towards the sea.
He looked at her and smiled, "You sure are."
She looked towards him with her mouth slightly open.
He leaned in to kiss her as she stood up on her toes to reach him.
Mere inches from each others lips....
XxXxXx
She woke up, still tied to a chair. She sighed looking out at the full moon.
'Are you coming, Captain?' She thought. 'I fear that if you don't hurry I'll melt away.
Like a snowflake.'
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Hetalia Hunger Games pt. 1
Gradually lifting my eyelids, a small groan was released from my thin lips. As I tended to my penetrating headache, I immediately sat up. I was caged in a cylinder container, along with other nations I immediately recognized. Outside of the clear tube was a grassy plain and thick woods farther out. About twenty yards away, was a large gold cornucopia, with at least thirty duffel bags surrounding it. I checked myself for any wounds, and found a small puncture under my sleeve.
'Was I injected?'
"Hello there, my fellow contestants. Is everyone awake yet?"
If anyone was still asleep, they were awake now. Listening to the voice coming fr
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Reader x England: Stargazer
"____? ______!!" Your teacher stops their lecture and calls your name. You silently sit in the corner of the classroom staring out the window into the rich, blue sky that seemed to make time stand still.
"Is there something outside that's more important than what we're suppost to be focused on in here?" You continued to stare in awe, unmoved by your teacher.
"Would you care to share what you're looking at?" Your teacher yelled, grabbing the attention of everyone in the class.
Still looking out the window, you replied softly "The stars."
The classroom giggled, people began to talk
"The stars? It's the middle of the day."
"Weirdo."
The
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EnglandXRebel!Reader
This is pathetic. What is he even doing here? Arthur just drove for twenty minutes to get to this place, only to sit with his laptop and read. He could be in his apartment right now. It would've saved him the gas money.
Is he here to socialize? He hasn't said a word to anyone other than the bistro, to tell him how he likes his Earl Grey. So he has no real reason to be here. He should just go home.
But that's the thing. Arthur doesn't want to go home. It's just--it's too quiet. When he found himself purposefully clanking the pots and pans together while attempting to make eggs, just for the noise, he knew he had to get the hell out of there.
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So this is the story I'm going to start when I'm done writing France for my Brother!EnglandXxXxReaderXxXxBrother!America series. So what do you think so far? Should I continue it?
Ch. 1: [link]
Ch. 1: [link]
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