For the FatherlandWars were waged and battles fought for pride’s sakeFor the Fatherland by BlitzwingRox
Upon the field the dead fell, glass-eyed, never to wake
Gas flooded trenches and bullets filled the air
Blood coated what once were meadows of flowers fair
The world was at war, the Fatherland to blame
Its sons sent forth to die, lost and without a name
For the Fatherland, they died
But from the blood and mud a legend did emerge
Deutschland’s finest soldier, its past infamy to purge
Despite his valiant efforts, the world war was lost
His reputation martyred, like Christ upon the cross
He watched his land fall downward, to poverty, starvation
Until another man came forth, promising salvation
For the Fatherland, he spoke
War broke out once more, and with it came death
And the air again smelt of the reaper’s foul breath
Not just soldiers now, but civilians and prisoners too
The axe fell especially for those named as ‘jew’
But the soldier fought on, general and commander
‘Desert Fox’ he was called
Shall I Compare Thee to a Lover?Shall I compare thee to a lover?Shall I Compare Thee to a Lover? by BlitzwingRox
With thy sweet caresses and whispered words of power
Thou art beautiful, so it has been said across time
Thine ageless eyes that seek out this heart of mine
Art of the deepest blue, reflected by the sun’s pure light
And untouched by the temptress who calls herself the night
Thou didst call out to me when I dared to sit by thy side
With thy soft and steady voice thou whispered on the tide
Thou didst not miss me in the years between our meetings
Nor did thy heart crave for our next, though it be fleeting
But when I met thee today, to sit upon the pale beach with thee
Thou sang with the voice of birds and waves, powerful and free
With cold fingers thou didst touch and tease, enticing me to near
But despite thy gentle wooing, my heart didst clench in fear
For thou art an untamable force, and thine heart fickle indeed
Thou wouldst demand my love and to my feelings pay no heed
I am far too wise for thee, thou tempting Neptune’
2p!CanadaxReader-You'd Better Not Forget Me"Now stay right there, [Name]... I'm serious, I don't want you running off again," your father's voice was clear and serious.2p!CanadaxReader-You'd Better Not Forget Me by 05Mathias06
"Yeah, dad, okay," you muttered, leaning against the wall and slowly sliding down to sit on the ground, glaring at your father until he finally sighed, leaving you alone and walking into the bank.
You moved to town six months ago and your father worked at the bank. You always ended up running off when he left you outside, though. You looked across the street, absently tapping the screen of your phone as you watched the cars and the people pas by. Every time your father brought you to the bank, there was only one man that always caught your eye and he looked like trouble with a capital T. You liked that.
He wore an open red coat and black trousers. He wore nothing beneath his coat except the black, leather criss-crossed straps that loosely hung over his shoulders and across his bare chest. The man always looked your way with cold blue eyes fr
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Number your favorite Hetalia characters in no particular order, 1 through 10.
1. It's time for school and you're just about ready to go. Just then, someone knocks on your door so that you two can walk to the bus stop together. It's 5! How do you greet each other this fine morning?
I suppose he's being a perfect gentleman, as he is England. We probably exchange good mornings and he offers his arm and off we go.
2. Once you get to the bus stop you are tackled from behind in a tight glomp by 8. Is this a glomp that you shall return or no?
Possibly...is it an innocent glomp or an 'i'm using this as an excuse to grab your boobs' glomp? I mean, I don't think Spain would do that, but...he is friends with Francis.
3. Finally, the freaking bus is here. Once you step on though, 2 drags you into the seat next to them so that 9 doesn't sit next to them. Do you have any idea what's going on up with those two?
Hmmm, America drags me over to sit next to him so that Canada doesn't...I'd assume that Alfred forgot about Mattie's existence...again, and doesn't even realize what he's doing.
4. The bus ride to school was… "interesting" but you're glad to finally be at school. How look, 3 is by you're locker waiting for you! You have to get your books for class, so is this good or bad?
That depends on how 'awesome' Prussia's feeling. If he's just being friendly, we won't have issues, but if he's trying to dump his overblown ego on me, not so much.
5. With your books in hand, you make your way over to your usual meeting place to see your friends before class. 1, 4 and 10 are already waiting for you. Is this an interesting table?
Yeah... why is Germany sitting with Finland and Sweden? I mean...I guess they get along fine, but I didn't see that one coming.
6. Bell rang, friend-time is over! It's time for first period, which you have with 3. Hooray?
Sweet! Assuming the class is boring, I'm assuming we have a lot of fun amusing ourselves and Gilbert does a good job being 'awesome' without being called out by the teacher...or he just doesn't care.
7. 6 and you have been paired up for some kind of science project. You have to take both of your features and put them together to create a pretend-baby. What does this beautiful creature look like?
That's frightening on a number of levels. One, I'm afraid he might get ideas about 'becoming one with Mother Russia' Two, I'm wary of that smile... This child will be very tall, with silvery curls, violet eyes, and a sweet smile.
8. LUNCH TIME!…. Um… 1 just gave you some home made sweets that they made in culinary. They're blushing an awful lot. Eat gladly, force a smile and take them, or awkwardly shuffle away from this scene?
I'd take them with a thank you and a smile. Sweden's a pretty sweet guy. As for the blushing...I probably wouldn't notice (I'm told I'm oblivious when it comes to guys. Mostly because I can't see why a guy would ever want to flirt with me or like me....this makes my friends mad for some reason...)
9. It's about time for a potty break isn't it? It's not good for you to hold it in all day, you know. So you're walking to the bathroom when you see 4 and 7 viciously making out. Whoa…
Germany and France...? I'm assuming that France somehow got the jump on Germany and is lip-raping him. I assist Germany in fending him off.
10. So yeah, like, school is almost over but before you can get to seventh period, you see 10 crying. You go and ask what happened to them and they say that they failed their last period test. How are you going to make them feel better?
I'd give him a hug. Finland's sweet enough to like hugs, I think.
11. School's over! Oh hey, 2 is selling cupcakes for some random club fundraiser. You have a few bucks in your pocket, want to go buy some?
Sure! I'll trust America to not do anything weird to them (he's my country after all.)
12. After that, you got on your bus, you rode the bus home, and got off… Is 7 following you?
What the actual heck? I certainly hope not. If France is following me, I might actually call Russia as backup.
14. After doing some group homework, 5 calls you to share some super juicy gossip about 1 and 10. What is it?
Woah, there. England gossips? I'm assuming there's a new development in Finland and Sweden's strange relationship...
15. It's late now, and 8 wont stop messaging you. Wwwhhhyyy?
I'm assuming he can't sleep and is being overly friendly. He is Spain after all.
17. After the confession of love you step away from the window to go back to bed. You suddenly hear rustling coming from your closet… You slowly creep over to open it and you see… 4 trying on one of your shirts… Um, what even is this?
I'm assuming Germany is drunk....how did he fit in my closet? He's not exactly a small guy...
18. After dealing with the person in your closet, you finally go to bed. You are exhausted and cant wait to go to bed. Then your phone rings. WILL YOU EVER GET TOO SLEEP? You begrudgingly answer it and it turns out to be 2 bitching about something. Ugh, it's so late… How do you react?
I will listen, sleepily, and tell him to sleep on it and call back in the morning.