Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 4) by SarahWolverine, literature
Literature
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 4)
Such a beautiful sunny day. Such a nice city he got to see today. Such a fucking pity it was with this flirty bastard at his side.
Well, but to be honest … he wasn’t much of a flirt today. Not towards him atleast, all the sweet words – he supposed it were sweet words, unlike his best friend he didn’t spoke any italian – were for the ladies today.
“Well, what do you think of Palermo, Harry? A nice city, no?” the Sicilian asked him all out of sudden and Harry cringed slightly.
“Stop calling me Harry, idiot” he mumbled, before he spoke up: “Yeah, yeah. Pretty nice. Too much sun, thou
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 3) by SarahWolverine, literature
Literature
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 3)
“The padrino is acting suspicious lately” Marco whispered into his brother’s ear.
“He surely is” Lorenzo responded in the same quiet tone.
Sure, their boss was acting suspicious all the time, though you could have said the same about the twins themselves. First, they looked younger than they actually were but that could be an advantage, too. When the enemy thinks you’re 15 instead of twenty and does not realizes how dangerous you are, you made them often quickly regret underestimating you. The other strange thing were that they acted simliar. To be honest they acted the same. Even Vento couldn’t tel
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 2) by SarahWolverine, literature
Literature
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 2)
“You will not open your damn mouth until I say so, alright?” Harry said, checking his appearance in the metal elevator doors. Well, his hair was messy, but it was always messy. “Alright, frecky” Charlie said with a faint grin and his boss glared at him. It was Harry’s nickname since forever, for the simple reason that he had a lot of freckles. To be honest, Harry was the best example for a stereotypical irish guy and he was damn proud of it. He wasted one short look at his tie pin with the lucky clover, just to make sure it was in the right spot.
The elevator doors opened.
“There we go” Harry sighed
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 1) by SarahWolverine, literature
Literature
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 1)
„This is the most humiliating thing this bastard could ever do to me” the Irish spat.
“Oh, I think not. Quite hopeless, yes, but I was never closer to you” the Sicilian voice behind his back responded and Harry grid his teeth in anger. “I will kill that English bastard! Make his life hell and then kill him!”
“Mind If interrupt you, but we got a bigger problem” Michele said.
“What?” he snarled.
“The Saltwater will ruin my shoes.”
Now he heard it too. Water, pouring into the box.
Harry moaned.
“Why? Why is it like that?” Harry complained, ruffling his hair.
The waves of the Indian Ocean were blue as a sapphire this morning, the sun shone with full power above the sea.
“I’ve already saw a morning like this a thousand and thousands and of times but I will never get tired of its beauty” Jesse talked loud to himself, while he looked out the window. The younger men besides him only grunted in his sleep and Jesse smiled. For the rest of the world they got much in common; the weather, the peoples, the isles, so everyone thought they must be one of a dream pair. But for real, Jesse’s “I-Know-everything-and-I-know-it-faster-and-better-of-you” plus that liked to point
"England must like you a lot", France said while watching how the little sister of his lover played with her cuddle toy. It was New Zeland old sheep toy she found on her brother’s attic today. She already washed it and was now not letting it go for only a second. France and England found it really cute to see how the seventeen year irish treating the old toy of her boyfriend like a treasure.
"Yeeees …?" she said and looked confused at the french, not really getting the idea.
"It’s just that his brother’s always teased him, when he was younger. It must be nice, to have such a lovely little sister now ~"
Northern Irelan
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 4) by SarahWolverine, literature
Literature
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 4)
Such a beautiful sunny day. Such a nice city he got to see today. Such a fucking pity it was with this flirty bastard at his side.
Well, but to be honest … he wasn’t much of a flirt today. Not towards him atleast, all the sweet words – he supposed it were sweet words, unlike his best friend he didn’t spoke any italian – were for the ladies today.
“Well, what do you think of Palermo, Harry? A nice city, no?” the Sicilian asked him all out of sudden and Harry cringed slightly.
“Stop calling me Harry, idiot” he mumbled, before he spoke up: “Yeah, yeah. Pretty nice. Too much sun, thou
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 3) by SarahWolverine, literature
Literature
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 3)
“The padrino is acting suspicious lately” Marco whispered into his brother’s ear.
“He surely is” Lorenzo responded in the same quiet tone.
Sure, their boss was acting suspicious all the time, though you could have said the same about the twins themselves. First, they looked younger than they actually were but that could be an advantage, too. When the enemy thinks you’re 15 instead of twenty and does not realizes how dangerous you are, you made them often quickly regret underestimating you. The other strange thing were that they acted simliar. To be honest they acted the same. Even Vento couldn’t tel
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 2) by SarahWolverine, literature
Literature
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 2)
“You will not open your damn mouth until I say so, alright?” Harry said, checking his appearance in the metal elevator doors. Well, his hair was messy, but it was always messy. “Alright, frecky” Charlie said with a faint grin and his boss glared at him. It was Harry’s nickname since forever, for the simple reason that he had a lot of freckles. To be honest, Harry was the best example for a stereotypical irish guy and he was damn proud of it. He wasted one short look at his tie pin with the lucky clover, just to make sure it was in the right spot.
The elevator doors opened.
“There we go” Harry sighed
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 1) by SarahWolverine, literature
Literature
Art Trade - Mafia!SicIre (Part 1)
„This is the most humiliating thing this bastard could ever do to me” the Irish spat.
“Oh, I think not. Quite hopeless, yes, but I was never closer to you” the Sicilian voice behind his back responded and Harry grid his teeth in anger. “I will kill that English bastard! Make his life hell and then kill him!”
“Mind If interrupt you, but we got a bigger problem” Michele said.
“What?” he snarled.
“The Saltwater will ruin my shoes.”
Now he heard it too. Water, pouring into the box.
Harry moaned.
“Why? Why is it like that?” Harry complained, ruffling his hair.
The waves of the Indian Ocean were blue as a sapphire this morning, the sun shone with full power above the sea.
“I’ve already saw a morning like this a thousand and thousands and of times but I will never get tired of its beauty” Jesse talked loud to himself, while he looked out the window. The younger men besides him only grunted in his sleep and Jesse smiled. For the rest of the world they got much in common; the weather, the peoples, the isles, so everyone thought they must be one of a dream pair. But for real, Jesse’s “I-Know-everything-and-I-know-it-faster-and-better-of-you” plus that liked to point
Watch depthRADIUS
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A Pop Culture Interpretation of The Supernatural
Every culture around the world created gods and other mythical beings by mixing and matching fanged and taloned animal parts—e.g., enormous eagle heads on lions’ bodies—human beings have always seemed to need to believe there are powerful and usually quite vengeful supernatural beings lurking just beyond the candlelight.
Medusa
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Cyclops
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Minotaur Bust
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Supernatural beings come to serve several purposes:
They kept people on the lighted path of truth and good
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it has come to my attention that many people are beginning to leave the Hetalia fandom. The reason behind this is not because the anime/manga is bad, or it had been cancelled, or anything having to do with Hetalia in general.
No, it's because of the fans.
Nowadays, words like "hetaboo" and "hetafags" are what most people associate with the Hetalia fandom. "Why is this?" You may ask. Well, Hetalia fans (or "Hetalians") were not as decent as they once were.
Instead of being polite about their fandom, they shove it down your throat.
Instead of respecting ships they don't like, they bash on those ships, sayin
Hello my dearest! Seems like you found the side of a another insane Hetalia Fangirl.
Leaving is impossible. Now you're stucked here in my Heta-Madness ~
Haha, no, to be serious I'm just a fourteen years olf girl from, Hessia, Germany and I love Anime and Manga. I also love writing, that's why you will find a lot of stories here ^_^ Uhm, now - STAMP TIME!
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Favourite Movies
Van Helsing, X-Men Series, Nightmare before christmas ... there so much xD
Favourite TV Shows
Let us put my favs animes instead! FMAB, Hetalia, AnE...
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Skillet, Breaking Benjamin, Bon Jovi...
Favourite Books
Skulduggery Pleasant, Mara und der Feuerbringer, Sebastian Dark - The prince of fools...
Favourite Writers
Derek Landy, Jaques Berndorf, Mary Higgins Clark ...
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Hair Colour:
[] Black = $100
[x] Blonde = $50
[] Red = $75
[] Brown = $15
[] Bald = $5
[] Other=$2
Eye Colour:
[] Brown - $150
[x] Green - $75
[] Blue $50
[] Hazel $100
[] Other - $15
Height:
[] Over 7' - $200
[] 6'8" to 7' - $175
[] 6'0" to 6'7" - $150
[X] 5'5" to 5'11" - $75
[] 4'9" to 5'4" - $50
[] Under 4'9 - $45
Age:
[] 41 to 50 - $150
[] 31 to 40 - $100
[] 26 to 30 - $75
[] 21 to 25 - $50
[] 19 to 20 - $25
[X] 0 to 18 - $100
Birth Order:
[] Twins or more than twins - $300
[] First Born - $300
[] Only Child - $250
[] Second born - $150
[x] Middle child - $100
[] Last Born - $200
Anyways - A fat spider is in my room right over my bed, it's 8 to 1 am over here and I'm sketching. Inspired by this song ... (cursiv text will be something related to the picture)
All this time I thought you knew, I thought you were aware
Of how much I would do for you, of just how much I care
All this time you sat here thinking that I wouldn't give
Every bit of life of mine just so that you could live
And now I've got a feel from you it's bitterness and cold
I'm hearing what you say but not believing what I'm told
Why did it turn out like this? It started as something so uncomplicated. Closeness without love; fun without feelings.
An
But my PC is. And I will be going postal if all my stories which were saved on it are deleted!!!
(I just got attention from the NSA, wohooo! :D )
But anyways ... It is just shit to use Handy for dA, so please understand If I didn't reply :)
Sleepy greetings from Germany btw! (It's 22:34 over here, I'm so feckin tired Irish accent ftw