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About Time--FrUkThe end of January in England brought with it freezing temperatures and snow. The latest storm rolling through was bringing more of the white power to add to what was already on the ground. It was already up to at least the mid-calf on most students—knees on some of the smaller first years. Professors were outside busily performing spells to at least keep the pathways clear. Classes would be held no matter what. Most students grumbled and trudged on, hurriedly working to get inside but one student ventured out away from the school doors.About Time--FrUk by MaplePucks
Arthur Kirkland, a seventh year Slytherin, loved the weather and would just as soon be out there then inside with his loud, obnoxious classmates. At least out here, he could think without interruption.
Currently, he was on his way to the owlery. Not that he had a letter to send or anything, he just liked to visit the birds. They were lovely to be around and talk to, far better than a great majority of his clas
Imaginary Friend- MapleTea Part 4Nervously pacing back and forth in his dorm room, Arthur glanced at the clock he had mounted on the cinder block wall. Damn. It was still far too early for him to go. He wished time would hurry, he was so eager and nervous. That emotion was getting the better of him. In fact, he had already snapped at Francis more than once. Alright, perhaps that wasn’t so unusual but generally snapping at Alfred was. Part of him felt bad, the other was angry, because here he was in Arthur’s room, trying to get him to reconsider his plans. Which were taking Mattie out for their first date.Imaginary Friend- MapleTea Part 4 by MaplePucks
It seemed that he was after one last try at getting him to cancel on Matthew. Alfred started in on Arthur with about ten minutes to spare.
“OK. Arthur. This is just nuts! You can’t go out with my brother!” Alfred nearly whined, sprawling out in a desk chair. Arthur glared at him and pointed a menacing finger at his way.
“Give me one decent, valid reason I shouldn’t. Other the
Kissing Santa-FACEAfter nearly dropping his stuffed toy alien Tony in complete shock, little Alfred bounded back up the stairs. He ran as quietly as he could, being careful to avoid the stair that creaked and raced to his brother’s room. This was big. This was amazing! This was something a five year old almost never saw! That’s why he had to get Matthew. Quick, before it was gone forever. Alfred was certain this would never, ever happen again.Kissing Santa-FACE by MaplePucks
Throwing the door open, he raced over and began shaking his asleep twin. Although, Alfred was not that gentle about it.
“Mattie! Mattie, you gotta come downstairs! Quick! It’s awesome!” The little boy exclaimed. To his frustration, the quiet twin just grumbled and rolled over, clutching his stuffed polar bear.
“Alfie…go back to bed. Santa won’t come…” He yawned and shook his head. “If you’re out of bed. He can see you, eh.” Matthew said quietly. Of course, his twin would not be deterre
Guardian Angel-UsUk"You know, I have been considering telling management that you need your Guardian Angel privileges revoked. What with all the shit you've put my arse through in the past hundred years." The scruffy headed angel said, leaning over the very injured young American he had pulled off the battlefield into a large, hollowed out tree. Scared baby blue eyes met irritated green and he wheezed.Guardian Angel-UsUk by MaplePucks
"Not...now, Ig-gy. J-just help...me." The boy gasped, clutching the fresh musket wounds he had just received to his abdomen. He held them so tightly, the blood was running up and in between his fingers as he lie there shaking. The angel's gaze soften and he reached out to stroke the boys hair gently from his face.
"Aye, Alfred. You're a mess. Come on, love, let's get this off of you so I can get you as comfortable as I can." He said, beginning to remove Alfred's military uniform so that he could get to the wounds.
This wasn't exactly new for Guardian Angel Arthur Kirkland. His
Maiden Voyage- Pleasant DayApril 11th, 1912Maiden Voyage- Pleasant Day by MaplePucks
The next day was spent getting used to being at sea. Once they left Ireland, the ship wouldnt see land again until they reached New York. That suited England just fine, a nice relaxing day was just what he needed. Of course the whole voyage was supposed to be relaxing, however, with Austria behaving the way he was, that was most likely not going to be the case. So England seized the opportunity to do some catching up as they sailed westward.
For England, he was particularly interested in catching up with Canada. Ever since the young boy had become independent, England had not seen him near as often as he would have liked. He had been hoping to see him a little while he had been on his European vacation but Canada had spent the entire time with France. Though England could hardly blame him for that, the two were just beginning to mend their very strained relationship. Honestly, though he would never admit this
Arreter le masquage - FrUKFrancis, this isn't funny anymore, and it never was.Arreter le masquage - FrUK by FluffyFlaaffy
It's been a year now. Come out from wherever you're hiding.
Where did you go? I miss you. I admit it. I even shout from the rooftops, sometimes. I'll scream your name to the Parisian night, hoping that you might appear from one of the stars, before smiling that god damned smile, holding me close and ruffling my hair. I even learnt how to say it in French for you. "Où êtes-vous, mon amour? S'il vous plaît revenir à moi. Je m'ennuie de toi, François." Right?
I go to sleep in an empty bed, and I wake up in an empty bed. My hands feel empty when you're not holding them. The vase is empty because I haven't put any roses from you in there. I hate all this emptiness. I look into the mirror and see an empty face. You never appear from behind me anymore to hold me close. Sometimes, after I take a shower and am clad in only a towel around my waist, I even elbow the air, blushing and mumbling "Get of