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Secret Santa-2P!Japan X Reader .:Our Connections:.Notes:
-Secret santa gift! Sorry it's late, but I hope you like it!
**DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Hetalia, the Characters, or the Reader!**
Today you had taken an escapade to visit your dear friend Kiku Honda at his own home: you had even donned a kimono he gave to you for Christmas the past year. As you were allowed into his humble abode, you immediately found him in what appeared to be the living room, surrounded by several cups of herbal mixtures and scrolls. There appeared to be around ten cups.
"Hey, Kiku. What's all this for?" you politely asked him, sitting down on a mattress you spotted on the outside of all the concoctions.
His dull, deep chocolate brown orbs moved up from their current task to return the stare you were giving him. Your eyes met and you couldn't help but smile out of reaction. He then returned the smile before continuing his task of reading the scrolls and moving the cups of herbal mixtures.
"I am trying to connect with my other self, but it is taking m
Mikey's Christmas - Contest Entry‘Twas the night before Christmas, and merriness reverberated throughout the living quarters of the four mutant brothers and their father figure, Master Splinter. Casey and April had decided to stay the night with the diversified family to recollect and create memories of the winter holiday. Three of the brothers were decorating the area with small knick-knacks and tinsel, enjoying the casual conversations they were having. The other brother, Michelangelo, had retreated to the kitchen to prepare the jolly fat man some treats for the endeavours he was about to commence. After all, it would be more challenging to find their Christmas tree in the sewer system.
“Oh man, I’m so excited! I can’t believe Christmas is already here! What are you wishing for, Leo?” the turtle donning an orange headband asked his eldest brother, a glimmer in his eyes as he placed a pan of cookies in the oven - he would remind himself later to avoid the said pastries since Michelangelo
Free! Iwatobi OC Bio: Arina NaokoName: Arina Naoko
Meaning: Arina-Variant of “Irina” meaning peace. Naoko-Docile or esteemed child.
Also Known As: Oko-chan
Birthday: June 21
Year: Second Year
Family: Father, Mother, younger brother (age 12)
Swim Style: Front Crawl
Favorite Animal: Sea Turtle
Crush(s): Erai Kenta (Eventual Ex-Boyfriend), Makoto Tachibana
Appearance: Arina is an average height girl with a figure that’s slightly curvy. She does swim often, so her body is toned in areas like her legs, thighs, upper back, shoulders, and core. Her hair is an icy blue color with a gray tint, cut off squarely about two inches above her shoulders. Her part is to the right of her right eye, and her bangs swoop to the left. She is usually seen tucking her bangs behind her ear on the left side. Her hair is different lengths at times, so often a few strands will stand out. Her eyes a
Fluffy COM: Denmark X Reader ~~My Queen~~Author’s Notes:
Hello, everyone! Yes, I’m still alive xD I’ve decided to start a Secret Santa ‘game’ thing, so if you’re interested, go check it out. ^^ It’s in my journals. But on the topic of this commission, I had so much fun writing it! So I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did.
**Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hetalia, the Characters, or the Reader. I own nothing but plushies**
“Oh, come on, Mathias! You’ve been practicing this for weeks, and now it’s time to make it happen! If you don’t, it won’t be worth all the worry.”
“Ja, Finland has a point.”
“Go get her before someone else does.”
“I’m sure she feels the same towards you!”
“Just grow a pair, Dane. It’s just a girl.”
“_____’s not just a girl, you ass! She’s beautiful, smart, funny, and everything else a man would want in a woman. Plus, she loves kids! She’s jus
Let the Sparrows InI.
Blackbirds rest on the power lines,
their silhouettes form the notation
to a dawn song set on the sheet music
of telephone poles contrasted by the sun.
Curled leaves are land mines littered
on the lawn where imprints of twigs
and a nurturing robin's tracks collect.
Branchlets and leaflets stem from
porch step railings and mailboxes;
the numbers read odd on the east,
even on the west side of the asphalt:
The engraved letters on
the siding reads, "Davis."
This house is home to family
so let the sparrows in.
with its branching hallways
furniture rooted to the floor
family, friends, the occasional
out from home.
Let the sparrows in; let
Let the door's
loosen—let the door stand ajar
be let open
the night owls and
let the doves
in pairs in the iridescent
Let the sparrows in.
Framed on either side
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