Hello again EnglandxPhotographer!ReaderIt started as a one night stand. Never a good place to begin any relationship of any sort. You were a photographer, an artist, really an observer of society, giving it commentary and a story. Well, that's what you wanted to be, stuck in a rut, your friends took you to Galway-Ireland, home to many an artist, and many an interesting subject.Hello again EnglandxPhotographer!Reader by Mintigirly
You met the mysterious green eyed blond man-Arthur, in Kelly's pub- Little cinema, or short film night for those unfamiliar with the screening culture. He was a screenwriter, of that you were sure, he didn't have the loud push of a producer, the dominating command of the director or the attention whoring of the actors. He was a writter, knowing that he was the real talent, it made him confident- and he let you know it. He was relatively quite, observing and listening to the world around him, his subtle smirk when he caught something he could use. He was quite the enticing fellow and the English accent was just a little bonus...
So that night, he woun
Little child." Catherine Elissia Kirkland, what mess have you gotten into this time. I leave you alone for five minutes and by the time I'm back you've cursed your brother."Little child. by Mintigirly
The little thick eyebrowed not yet a nation looked up at her father. Their eyes so similar it was nearly creepy. Behind was a slightly taller ginger boy who was the worst of Scotland and Ireland. The strawberry blonde hadn't spoken a word which was so highly out of character he knew she too was left under a curse of somesort.
"William let you sister out of the curse. Then she'll release you, I'll make sure of it."
The boy released the girl, who in her eagerness to catch up talking spoke at a lightning pace. No longer frozen in place, the boy stormed out of the room in a silient huff.
"Dreathair is gonna be pretty angry with me now. Why'dya do tha'? I don' like when people do promises for me."
"Speaking from experience it's best you try and keep things cordial with brothers."
"where are your ts gone today?"
Hetalia households: Scotland's morning"BEEP BEEP BEEP"Hetalia households: Scotland's morning by ThatScienceChick
"SHUT UP NORTH!"
"Wales cooked this morning, we're going to live! I've never felt this relieved in my life!"
The young man legged it out of the room of his older brother and mentor. Scotland smiled to him self, he acted grumpier then he actually was in the morning so people would leave him alone. He went off towards the bathroom in hopes of getting he first shower, and in turn hot water. He was not lucky. England was in the bathroom singing in the shower, leaving Scotland swearing under his breath, hoping that his younger brother did not use all the hot water but knew that England was not that considerate. This was definitely going to be a reason on his list of why independence was better.
"Wales that is not what we eat at breakfast time!"
He heard North yelling through the floor. His personal "alarm clock" was the usual breakfast cook but today had to hand over duties to the rest of family due to his boss complaining about him being overworked. He heard footsteps comi
Hetalian households: England's wake up call...England didn't get a good wake up call. Not since his mother passed away, Man had taken it on himself to ensure that England would get up on time regardless of the consequences.Hetalian households: England's wake up call... by ThatScienceChick
see that would be a fine wake up call from Man, if he didn't follow it up with a punch to the stomach on Mondays and Thursdays, pulling his blanket off on Tuesdays and Wednesday, Friday and Saturday were pretty bad with Man actually pulling him off the bed but Sunday was the worst. Man threw holy water on him. This amount would vary from a cup full to the face, to being a bucketful depending on his mood. He blamed La Tene for that habit.
Today was a Thursday. It was his second time getting a punch to the stomach that week, and it didn't feel any better then before. England, irritated by painful awakening left hoping that someone had put the immersion on and that there would be hot water. Ireland had been around, her fear of the immersion tank exploding effected the whole household. No hot water.