Saturday, January 30, 2010

Thank You Program Wording




This fanfiction was written for the writing community Ten out of Ten.


Title: Oh, it's so hot today!
Author: mattomero
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Genre: Comedy ,
fluff Rating: PG13 (Just in case: D)
Warnings: Shounen-ai .
Characters: Germany, Northern Italy.
Claim: September 10 - Strip me, Germany / North Italy.
Theme: 01. hat.
Disclaimer: The characters described here belong to the author, Hidekazu Himaruya.

Notes:
1. The characters created by Himaruya are merely personifications of the various nations of the world, if it may offend you ... look for another reading. XD
2. Again these characters possess its name "human" but, in the case Italy (author split into two characters, Southern Italy and Northern Italy - a highlight for many centuries, our two "sides" have remained divided), there is more of a name to which you can do reference. Northern Italy is shown by Himaruya (and soul of Hetalia) as Italy Venetian, while his real name is Feliciano Vargas.





Oh, it's so hot today!





Feliciano seems to detest with all my heart any kind of headgear.

has always refused to wear helmets or protective helmets, both in exercises and in battle, and hats is just that he decided to wear them: namely, when a handful of adoring young girls, home of Kiku, the noted how kawaii with a hat - though he continues to support that make it seem lower.

fact, as you can handle when you are away from home, the hat is the very first thing that detracts from the back. What's perfectly normal if he did once back - but the point is that he is already beginning on the landing. Indeed, in the driveway. So, suddenly, grabs him by decision and if it pulls away from the head, often seems to want to throw it on the ground and jump on savagely, but most of the time you hold - especially when he realizes that he, Germany, it is setting.
At this point, in general, Italy is pretending uproot his hat off was pure chance.
"It was the wind!", She said once.
"I was blown away!", Insisted another.
"The fact is that the hat can not stand me." Revealed to him then.
"Vee ~", has instead said on Wednesday.

But Ludwig's favorite line is a much more simple and crude. "What's hot today."
Apart from the fact that, usually, the states in the cold winter nights (when they even think to remove the thumb from the glove before turning on the stove is a suicide), the As it is hot! triggers a vicious cycle so delicious Feliciano, to strengthen the credibility of his statement, he began slowly to undress also of the rest.

The sequence is almost always the same.

Via the glove left, the green light. Then the right - once white, now the taste of pasta and sauce.
Just before taking the house keys from his pocket, here is that the scarf is removed.
The key turns in the lock, his teeth flying happily in the mouth, but the zipper of the jacket must necessarily be lowered. And, behold, here they are both inside. The door is closed - you hear a sigh of relief - but Veneziano now it is too identified with the part, and continued undaunted in its cold strip-tease.
E. .. oh, is that here comes the fun part.
In his figure, which slowly re-emerges in the shadows of the silent house. In the increasingly sharp edges, or vanishing, which now can glimpse, now mingle with the semi-darkness of the entry corridor. In light skin and feet that bounce here and there on the floor, like the sand that is hot.
This is beautiful. Why Feliciano has a way or not at all studied in sensual strip naked while he stutters cc-cal-l-ldo and works hard to eliminate even wear any clothing or could testify to the contrary. But it is beautiful.
The way they tremble, how they jump and tumble in trying - in vain, of course - not to stumble in the clothes she is taking, the way in which, well aware of his nakedness and yet completely unaware of its effects, slips away into the bed, without a shred of shame or modesty or elegance. And that's one that runs around the house to sit with the wind can be somehow elegant - but it's not the point.
The point is that is so adorably stupid to practically undress for no reason, and it is so adorably idiotic that Germany will forgive him, yes, I forgive, though Feliciano, hit by some kind of inspiration creative, has amassed over the head all that has taken off (the hat, scarf, two gloves, coat, sweater, two vests, three socks - three socks? -, pants, tights , a shirt and a pair of electric blue pants, at best).
And then, all provides a valid excuse for ... uhm ... have hot e. .. act accordingly.


In conclusion, although Feliciano hates hats, he can not fail to please.






Wednesday, January 27, 2010

How To Cleanblack Patent Leathersneakers



I feel excited and very, very stupid. Ma .. nothing. XD



This fanfiction was written for the writing community Ten out of Ten.


Title: Lo-ve-ly pants
Author: mattomero
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Genre: Comedy ,
fluff Rating: PG13 (just in case: D)
Warnings: Shounen-ai .
Characters: Germany, Northern Italy.
Claim: September 10 - Strip me, Germany / North Italy.
Theme: 09. intimate.
Disclaimer: The characters described here belong to the author, Hidekazu Himaruya.

Notes:
1. The characters created by Himaruya are merely personifications of the various nations of the world, if it may offend you ... look for another reading. XD
2. Again these characters possess its name "human" but, in the case of Italy (split into two characters by the author, South Italy and North Italy - to emphasize how many centuries for our two "sides" have remained divided ), there is more of a name to which you can refer to. Northern Italy is shown by Himaruya (and soul of Hetalia) as Italy Venetian, while his real name is Feliciano Vargas.





Lo-ve-ly pants





not the first time that Italy gave him a pair of red underwear for Christmas, but this year, and among others there is a substantial difference. A difference that is breathtaking, which makes swallowing empty (for an average of five to six times per minute) and that he awakens strange twitching.
For example, the pants in question, as well as an extraordinary tone coral red really blinding, not its extent.
And they are not wrapped.
And they are not packaged.
And have a nice bow.
And when he wears . And those blessed
underpants ( sky, these are twitching, not strange instincts, bestialissimo very low and there is no urge to snatch them away!) are very nice decorated with a yellow-gold print on the front. O on the back - would not be the first time that Feliciano puts the contrary.
Just for the record, the word ( nervous tics, nervous tics! ) says very candidly ... Eat .






Paparazzi Camera Model




Oh well, it's time. XD
The last time I joined a writing community ( Syllablesoftime ) I used the seven (beautiful * _ *) prompts almost exclusively for dramatic stories / angst. Now, after brooded for days, I signed up my sentence Diecisudieci , but this time I'm going to change gender. DioH, this set inspired me so much - sensual - craziness that I just could not resist! * __ *



Ten out of Ten
September 10 - Strip me
01. Hat
02. Shoes
03. Pantyhose / Stockings
04. Belt
05. Jacket
06. Shirt / blouse
07. Shirt
08. Pants / Skirt
09. Inti m or
10. Nude / a


Uh, I'll write again about Axis Powers Hetalia. And back to Germany / N. Italy. Look at '
XD And to think that once I thought "not write about them ever. " Seh, we have seen ... XD


Sunday, January 17, 2010

What Guitar Brand Does Shakira Play

desires that are saved. I'm the real thing. I only mess

Not that life as you go you the pictures. He makes his way. And you yours. I was not that I wanted be happy, not that. I wanted to ... save me, here is: save. But later I realized we had to go which way: from the desires.
One expects that there are other things to save people: duty, honesty, be good, be fair. No.
are the desires that save. I'm the real thing. You're with them, and you will save.
But I understood too late. If from time to life, she turns around in a strange way, inexorable, and you realize that at that point you can not want something without hurt.
is there that jumps around, there's no way to escape, the more you struggle the more convoluted the network, the more you rebel you hurt more. No way out.
When it was too late, I started to be desired. With all the strength I had. I got so much evil that you can not even imagine.
(Alessandro Baricco - Oceano Mare)


PS: where the hell I left this book, which I find more? sigh.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Difference Between Fox Terrier And Rat Terrier



When you stop to think whether or not a person you love, you already have the answer.
(Carlos Ruiz Zafon, The Shadow of the Wind)



I knew it already, right? The
truth is that I never knew anything about feelings

Friday, January 8, 2010

School Gays Takin A Shower

hate being a girl!

I hate being a girl and have fifteen years.
So much, eh.
Yeah, I mean, we understood.
Today I went to school for this, not because I wanted to party. And why I brought you a hysterical in the early morning, as I was alone in the house and did not know what to do. Then I called mom and she told me to stay home, there was no problem, it was understandable. Fortunately
* sigh of relief *
For the rest, nothing. First normal day, skipped the second day, tomorrow I do not know if I go to school but I will call R. for the tasks ... In short, nothing exciting.
And yes, I changed my layout for the hundred-thousandth time. Just
u_u

xoxo, El

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Polaris Predator Shop Manual

brain drain

I have about three seconds to write something clever here on, because then I'll go to eat and then the afternoon if my mom is booked, with the wii fit and Christmas tree - which I will not even take off, really! However, I wanted to write a lot of clever things, but now I is not even one.
Then, layout changed again and now I have to make new graphics for the portfolio, because I know that Christmas is no longer needed, just that I do not want to open photoshop, no. I have three sheets of word open, I know that there is no need to hog the computer.
Today I reread a couple of my old stories and I must say that I miss that time. The summer and winter 2008, when I could write forever, when I was 14 years and I was a free period, free from the obsessions, free from that disgusting feeling, free from him.
I miss that time.

You know what? I realized that too changed. Last year it was all so simple, open a page of word and write, became inspired. And there were people who said - I read, I read it - that when you get a crush on six more inspired. I swear, I read it.
Well, it does not.
I can not write almost anything, I wrote a chapter horrible and now I'm trying with an original that I had also set aside, but it's all so difficult. I have no inspiration, because he is my inspiration and if you do not see it, boom!, Hello, hello. What
schifida. However

.
Today, I do not know why, I put my nick in the search. I found two places that have published my stories like a year ago without my permission, a lot of very old blog post of centuries and Hate Club for RosexScorpius. Uhm.
nondirenientenondirenientenondireniente.

And now I go to eat, you feel \u0026lt;3 xoxo
, El

TODAY AND 'MY LAST DAY OF HOLIDAY, Oddi ç___ç

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Worlds Biggest Skatepark/techdecklive



I over the holiday homework * w *
okay, those on Thursday. Then on Friday I have to repeat history and greek. But meanwhile I've finished, oggliea. I must not do anything * w *
For the rest, I'm writing non-stop since yesterday morning, after trying to see Dorian Gray. I resolved to not comment on the film and I will not.
But Ben Barnes is really cool, eh.
Anyway, okay, I'll stop. I'm writing without stopping, then it means that a little 'inspiration I came back and my original is going well, at least in my head. I have already written the final. Hmm, now I make the lineup of what must happen, so I did not lose.
It just is not that I have much to say.
just do not want to go back to school, I will not, I do not want ç___ç even if the party is positive, but not enough u_u
However, now I come to write \u0026lt;3 xoxo

, El

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Cubase Sx Mac Installation

time is running out as soon as possible, to die

are something like five and a half, today I woke up at twelve and I still have something less sleep, I had breakfast and I skipped lunch again once greek versions of stagnating at the bottom of my dresser, the clock will not put the December 27, I made pictures of anything, even to Otto and Edwad are my two teddy bears and Jake who is my red balloon, I cleaned the second bathroom where the water does not reach even to threaten her and I did not understand the theory that my room is actually my mom and I have sistermarla as you say, not as I say.
I would say that as the third day of the 2010 is not too bad.

car, on a straight and no side streets with nothing.
Navigator soon as possible, turn right.
I ( looking right): there is a wall.
Mom: Do not listen to him.
I , but I do not understand, why not say before ' soon as possible, a plane crashing into ' and that before?

Friday, January 1, 2010

Pldt Disconnection Letter

"I bet its part hopes that the coming year is to be better people."

First post of the new year, how exciting.
do not.

I started the year by an outburst to my mother, saying it can not go around the house talking on the phone at ten o'clock in the morning, the day before if you went to bed at two o'clock and the one before before four o'clock. I have a lot of sleep deprived that you have no idea, by the way without parentheses. It 's almost frightening.
Anyway, I hope that this year a good year.

" They hope that this next year is better than the past. "
" bet for his part hoped that the coming year is to be better people. "
Quino, Mafalda

However, apart from rubbish.
Nothing, just that I realize that people change in a way that is almost frightening. Bind to the people if the finger is something incredible. No.
And to think that once we were all ' amicheH to skin' .
Um, it hurts me to continue to believe that the world is normal, perhaps? I'm too optimistic, I always think that things remain as they are, are not like that. They are too young and naive, Ugh.
... but who cares, anyway? I do not care u_u

AAAH.
I got a Wii for Christmas (L) from my mom, December 30. Yes, I I know. E 'come home with the Wii in the arm and humming' buooooon naaaataaaaale, miiiiins meeeeeerry criiiismas tuuuu iuuuuu 'and made me very happy (L)
And now I go, sorry. I taaaaante things to do.
... like nothing xD

xoxo, El
AND HAPPY NEW YEAR \u0026lt;3