Ho, I’ve been writing for this prompt community for over four years and haven’t missed a week yet! Wow, I hadn’t realized it was that long!
I’m on week 232~
Tearing Apart Time
There was doubt that the child would live past the first few months of her life. Not because she had been born weak, but because she was born in the middle of the greatest war the People had ever seen.
Their race was being steadily wiped out by the enemy and they had lost hope of ever finding peace. The People had accepted that no matter how hard they fought they were going to be wipe from the earth. Childbirth was rare; unexpected.
He had been in love once. And once was enough. Time heals all wounds, but some are deeper than others, and after being in love for sixth years only to lose it was a very deep wound indeed. Of course, he knew it couldn’t, wouldn’t last, but that didn’t change just how much it still hurt. Now what happens?
I’m excited about this one
But then, I’m always excited when I start a new story.
Life wasn’t always such an easy thing for him to throw away.
Once, he cared about other people. Once, he hadn’t been such a cruel person. As he guided his horse over the dirt road that led home, Ingwen of Shilor resolutely kept his gaze away from the rotting corpses lining the road.
Denmark, all the characters in my stories are based off celestial bodies. Yes, they are.
Meet my black hole:
8D I love you Spaaaaain
P.S. I love the word maelstrom very glad you used it. <3
I love that word too! People don’t use it enough.
Denmark, all the characters in my stories are based off celestial bodies. Yes, they are.
Meet my black hole:
Good thing this is my last one.
So, I had always wanted to write this fic where England has to go shopping with baby America. I get inspired while at work.
I didn’t do it because I can’t write fanfiction to save my life. Then I saw a request for something very similar at the usuk lj comm. I though, eh, why not give it a shot?
There’s still a lot I would love to add/fix with this, but meh.
I fail at writing fan fiction, so don’t read this.
I watched too much Kingdom and read too much Hetalia. :I
What is this? I don’t write fanfiction!
Ah! Finally, the day’s work was over and Arthur could relax. All the papers were filed and all the phone messages replied to. He had nothing to do tonight save for sit and enjoy the quite of the house. Even Alfred was gone for the night, out celebrating a friend’s birthday or something. He was going to be gone all night, with any luck. Peace and quite, finally. He was so excited to just sit and read his book. But first, tea.
