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>< I wrote a fanfic

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Yes, I've been infected by the Astarion Brain Rot

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Nyx uwu

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Im alive

sooooooo, this blog has been dead for a while, so I'm going to try to revive it a bit, it's going to be both my Fanfiction and art blog now c:

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reblog this if you post hetalia!

i need more people to follow and i want to see how many of us are still out there.

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Elevator Incident- UsUk

Arthur sat his desk typing away at his keyboard until his eyes drifted up from the monitor and started at his use to be a neighboring worker, Alfred Jones. Oh, how that man could send his emotions swirling, tall, blond, blue eyes and that dorky American accent. He cursed at himself everytime he thought of it. He was supposed to be mad at the man for bloody sakes, Arthur had been working at this office for four years, and Alfred only two. Yet he got the promotion, it wasn't fair, Arthur full on deserved that promotion and they gave it to Alfred, he didn't even work as hard as him, or at least it seemed that way.

Arthur's eyes were glued to the American as he was packing his things at his desk,  not even realizing the small blush that had formulated on his cheeks well doing so. Arthur could hear Francis chuckle beside him caught his attention to avert his eyes and looked at the man

“What are you laughing about Frog” he snapped and Francis laughter seized “Nothing important, just you making GooGoo eyes at Jones” he snickered. Arthur's face went red.

“I wasn't making GooGoo eyes at him you Wanker! I was watching him, with despise” he added and huffed sitting correctly in his seat.

“I'm sure you were, what got your pot cooking anyway?” Francis asked.

“Nothing that matters, Get back to your work before you get us both fired,” he said pointing at Francis computer which had barely nothing done since all he had been doing is staring at all the ladies in the office. Flirting with them at any opportunity given.

Arthur gave Alfred one more look before going back to his job. He couldn't afford another stern talking to from his boss about being distracted so easily. Most times his distractions came from Alfred though, only because he was loud at his desk. His music was always blaring through his headphones and he would tap his pencils like drumstick obnoxiously. Some tried to tell Arthur he would look over and smile but Arthur would downright deny and move along. He used to be a quite a little punk boy when he was a teen, but he grew up, so should Alfred. How could a child like him get a promotion and not Arthur? Arthur groaned realizing he had been spacing out for so long, that it was almost time for him to clock out and he only got half the work done he was supposed to do. He saved whatever progress he had, taking a quick moment to admire his writing and paragraphing before shutting the desktop down and grabbing his things. Arthur threw his coat over his shoulder giving a quick wave to Francis and left to the elevator.

Arthur pushed the down arrow and waiting patiently for the doors to slide open so he could step in, watching the numbers tick up slowly. In the corner of his eyes he noticed someone walking towards him, identifying them right away he let out a low groan of annoyance, it was Alfred. Arthur had hoped the elevator would arrive sooner so he could dash in a close the doors before Alfred could get the chance to enter but sadly that wasn't the case. Alfred stood right next to him, in comparison Alfred seemed taller than he really was, but only because Arthur stood at a full Five foot Five, for average men’s height, that was very below average. In the Uk, it was closer to the average but still very much shorter than average. Arthur sighed catching Alfred's ear and looked over “Oh hey? Uhm Arthur right?” he said smiling. God Arthur wanted to hate that stupid grin so much but it took all his power not to let his cheeks change tints.

“Correct” was all he replied with while both of them entered the small space and watched the doors closed. Arthur hated elevators, had a fear of them funny enough, yet he tolerated dealing with one every day for work. Arthur couldn’t wait for the doors to reopen so he could run out of there as fast as I could, but his luck flipped when the elevator stopped and the number that was lit to signal what floor you were on dimmed. “Why did it do that, what's going on” he said frantically. Alfred looked at the door thinking and tried prying them open but they wouldn't budge “It seems the elevator is stuck, told them it needed a checkup, it's too old not to have it inspected” he sighed. Arthur stared at him “Bloody hell! Stuck! How are you so calm?!?!? Were trapped in here!” he told him. “Because I know will get out, it's not that bad Artie,  we can play games, I have some water in my bag if you get thirsty, and some Doritos too,” he told him. Arthur flushed when he was called Artie “Don’t call me that” he said Alfred obviously touching a nerve. “Ouch, what got you all pissy,” he said putting his hands up to surrender. “You! That was my promotion, and they gave it to you” he said upset crossing his arms “Iv worked here for way longer than you and they gave it to the newbie” he said clearly upset. Alfred's eyes were a bit wide-eyed “I…, I’m sorry I didn’t know, I was given it and accepted it, what did you expect me to do” Arthur was silent

“I don't know, deny it? Man I looked up to you so much and that just ruined it” he sighed to himself. Alfred stared at him confused

“Look up to me? But you were ahead of me in the ladder?”

Arthur's face turn bright red when he said that “Erm, well I meant, I literally looked up to you, uhm” it was obviously a lie but he couldn't think of another excuse. Alfred knelt down to him since Arthur was having too many things happen at once, he had started to worry and freak out about the elevator and it made him hyperventilate as he sat in the corner curled up on himself.

Alfred without warning wrapped his arms around Arthur to calm the man down, putting Arthur's head into his chest and stroking his hair. “Shhh, I’m sorry whatever you're angry at me for, let's talk about this after the elevator gets fixed, right now just relax,” he said and smiled a bit because he actually enjoyed Arthur in his chest like that. Arthur, of course, was burning up with embarrassment but no doubt Alfred calmed him down and he softly said “Alright” before falling asleep without a try. Alfred gave a small grin and kissed Arthurs head “You're cute, think you're a keeper” he chuckled out loud.

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Gabentine Fanfic - Late Night Read

Clem was sick of being surrounded by everyone, so she snuck off to the library to be by herself. She had stolen a bottle of Whiskey from the covered, most were for medical supplies but an occasional bottle was taken to drink till late at night. She had developed a bit of a drinking problem since Kenny died, no help to Jane of course, but in the apocalypse it wasn't like she could drink often, had to be on her feet most times to protect Aj and the others she cared for, sometimes it was just nice to have something different then badly filtered water. It was rare moments like these though she enjoyed, completely alone, not worrying about someone else for the meantime. She had left Aj with Javi and Kate, Gabe of course being amongst them too somewhere. He had been talking to some other girl. She didn't really care to try identify a face or person. It made a weird feeling in her stomach when she did, she hated that feeling, what was it? Another cramp for a upcoming period? No it wasn't, it was the stupid feeling of jealousy. Why would she be jealous of Gabe? Maybe she wasn't jealous of him, no she was jealous of that other girl, looking that direction just made her slightly annoyed and she didn't know why. It was obvious that the girl had been flirting with Gabe, bating those dumb eyelashes, leaning just a bit more forward then his bubble space would like. Her cleavage hanging out but she didn't need to lean over to show how big her bust size was. Clem looked down at her own chest a groan proceeding after it. She was barely past a an A cup, how could she compete with that? Why did she want to compete with that? Who was she trying to impress? Clem just sighed at all the swirling confused thoughts in her head and took a drink of the booze in her hand before hearing the door squeak open. Clems automatic response of course was to grab her gun and click the safety off. Clementine followed the sound of shuffling in the pitch back since the only source of light was the small candle she had on the floor so she could read. “You better start showing yourself before i put a bullet in your head” Clem spoke up looking around for any dark shadows or movement. She was startled when she felt something bump into her and almost a girlish scream left out not her lips but the others. No way she didn't know who that pathetic yelp came from “Gabe, goddammit, announce yourself before you start to try enter somewhere” she said and got up from the floor. “No way! How did you know it was me? I was going to try and surprise you, kinda glad i didn't though” he looked at the gun. “Because you scream like your five, i could recognize the girly scream miles away” she answered. “You have a girlish scream too” he muttered “Yea well I'm a girl you dipshit” she replied and punched his shoulder before walking back to her own little area picking up the bottle and sat crossed legged “So did you come get me for any particular reason? Or did you get bored of you little Barbie girl”  Clem asked slight aggravation in her voice. ‘Wow? That was a bit uncalled for?” Gabe added “Paige was just talking to me about the dogs she found near camp one time, she thought about bringing them in, but they ran away before she could”. Clementine looked at him “Oh yea? What else did she talk to you about? How her shirt is too tight for her bust” she retorted.”Oh my god Clem! What's all this about? Are you pissed at me?” he asked not recalling doing anything to make Clam mad, but then again she had always been easily irritated towards him. “I’m not mad at you, I’m angry...because, i don't even know why i’m mad” she replied her face a bit red. Gabe noticing the change of tint in her cheeks and couldn't help but smile a bit since it was cute when she got a bit petty like this. “Wait. oh hohoho, Are you jealous? No way? The great Clementine Jealous of some basic bitch?” he laughed, he was honestly shocked, he thought nothing could let to Clem, let alone jealousy overtake her. “IM not jealous! She just has a lot of things sometimes i wish i could have” she mumbled. Gabe was going to reply when he thought about that sentence more “Okay hold up, did you just say you wish you had her double D chest size instead of yourrrr- Ermmm” Gabes face flushed since when he was in the middle of talking his eyes of course directed down towards Clementines chest. “GABE!” she shouted embarrassed,  Gabe had pointed something out like?that and looked at her chest. Gabe took a breath and shook off the stupid mistake he made “Uh sorry, not my point” he told her “My point was, I can't believe your jealous of her, I would pick someone like you over her any day, your amazing, you care about people, and you do what you have to, to protect them, not to mention your pretty badass” he laughed. Clem looked at Gabe and for a moment she gave him a soft smile “Thanks, you dork” she said and pushed him a bit “You know, you're not so bad yourself” she said and scooted towards him leaning on his shoulder. Gabe smiled and reached his hand up to take off her hat so he could stroke her hair, which was something he had always wanted to do. “Put the hand back down, I leaned against you, don't be getting ahead of yourself,” she said with a small laugh as Gabe huffed disappointed.