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Movie Night- PruCan (Yuri)When Madeline received the “urgent” test message from Julchen, she panicked. The kind hearted girl seriously thought something was wrong, being the message said, “Maddie!!! Come quick! Come here right now! The Awesome Me needs you pronto!”. She dropped everything she was doing at the moment, grabbed her coat and was out the door. Her over active imagination was running away with her. What if Julie had fallen and hurt herself? What if someone had broken in and hurt her? Ok, that last one was a bit farfetched, Julchen would have pummeled them but still. If Julchen needed her, immediately, it had to be something really important.Movie Night- PruCan (Yuri) by MaplePucks
After speeding to Julchen’s apartment complex, barely getting her car into a parking space correctly and tripping up the stairs, Maddie was huffing and doubled over at the Prussian’s door. But she knocked loudly and managed to pull in enough breath to speak.
“Jules! Julchen! A-Are you alright
Some Hero- Chp 3HetaOni FanfictionSome Hero- Chp 3 by MaplePucks
After making sure Prussia was with England and company, America begrudgingly set off to join Russia and China. Why couldn’t England let him go alone to retrieve his guns? It wasn’t as if he hadn’t already battled a monster and won, well, not exactly won in the victorious sense of the word but the point was he had survived. There was no reason to believe he wouldn’t be alright without an escort, just for a few moments! And of all people, Russia and China! American shuffled along behind them, why couldn’t he just be left alone to grieve?
In no time, America realized that feeling angry and mad at everyone was getting him nowhere. He needed to focus. There was an issue at hand that he needed to solve. Namely, where was Italy and how was he going to save him? The mansion was only so big and he had just wandered off! There was no way he could have gone far. Besides, America knew Italy hadn’t been seriously
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
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
Hey there! My name is Cassandra ('tis Greek), but you can call me by my username (which I'd prefer most of the time) or you can call me Sandy. Idk why I originally put "Cassie" in that slot, I greatly dislike that variation of my name. I'm trying to get away from it. Anywhos, I appreciate you coming by my profile, checking it out an stuffs. You can see by my gallery I am trying to learn how to draw. I believe I have the talent (maybe) I just have to practice more. My main focus is writing. I love to write, it's my main creative passion. |
Ah, you may have also noticed I have a slight obsession with Canada and Hetalia. Canada is my fave (quite obviously) but I also adore England, America, France. I love them all (well, I tolerate China) but those are my tops. You should know that in college I was a history major. This was before Hetalia, it's probably the reason I fell in love with Hetalia, not the other way around. Anyway, Canada is not only my fave character but I love the actual country as well. I have made the decision (again, a while ago) to go to graduate school to get my Masters in Canadian Studies.
I hope you enjoy the art I will be uploading. I aim to entertain and if you get a laugh or a good cry then I am happy.
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Yay! Canadian, eh! (Even though this stupid pic of him is missing the 2nd "a" from his name, poor Canada!)
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