I sighed, looking at the blank screen in front of me. Why weren't the words just coming to me like they had so very often? I hadn't written enough stories for this to be happening damn it! Where was this sudden block coming from?!
I lamented again and again, trying to figure out just where exactly I went wrong. Then out of nowhere, it hit me…
Ever since I started having feelings for Arthur, I've had trouble writing my stories. Lately all I can think about is him.
I don't even realize I've started writing on the piece of paper in front of me. I've started to poor out my feelings for the Brit.
"Hello, _________." A voice calls out, breaking me from my thoughts.
"O-oh! Arthur! Hi!" I say, closing my laptop.
"That was quite an interesting read." He says, smirking devilishly.
Aw crap. He saw it? God I hope I didn't write anything dirty…
"Mmmhm. Do you have any more like it?"
"U-uh… well, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure what I just wrote… can you tell me?"
He chuckled. "Oh not much… just a nice little piece about your undying love for me."
Kill me now, God.
"Oh! Haha! I wonder why I would write something like that…"
"I don't know… maybe you really feel that way about me?"
Okay, maybe God's busy… Allah? You there?
"Hn. You're such a cutie, _______." He said teasingly, stroking my cheek.
Buddha? Jehovah? Zeus? Ra?! Somebody strike me down!
My thoughts are cut off by England pressing his lips to mine.
False alarm, guys! I change my mind!
After a moment's hesitation, I eagerly kiss him back. Perhaps a little too much so, because he chuckles again and pulls away.
"Love, why didn't you just tell me you felt that way about me?" he asked in a gentle, loving voice. "I… I guess I was scared you wouldn't feel the same…." I replied lamely.
"Well now you know that's just silly, don't you?"
"Yeah, I guess I do."
He smiled. "Good. Now… about that lemon you have about me on deviantart…"
"B-but... I haven't even p-posted it yet! How did you...?" "O-oh... w-well..." "Arthur... You've been snooping through my Sta.sh again, haven't you?" "You shouldn't have accidentally left it open, then, you bloody git!" "What makes you think it was an accident? Maybe I did it on purpose..." ".......You've been hanging out with that bloody frog, again, haven't you?" "Maybe..."
Freaking love this! I would actually totally do something like that without realizing it....
Wait a minute... THAT'S ACTUALLY HOW I GOT MY FIRST BOYFRIEND!!! Holy Roman Empire!!! Too bad he not only cheated on me, but was using me to get closer to my 'sorella'. He was actually quite the gentleman...
It was actually a song I wrote about how we met and how I came to have feelings for him. He asked me to be his girlfriend, but little did I know what would happen... He was my first boyfriend, sadly, even if we never kissed or went out on an actual date. Haven't had a boyfriend since. And that's only because of the fact of the whole way that society views chubbies...
Little thing called
Talent"My name is
Marc, my emotional
life is sensitive
and my purse is
empty, but they say
I have talent."Marc
talent means the
skill that someone
has quite naturally
to do something that
is hard, a high
degree of ability
that a person was
born with. It's
is all about
exposure to the many
talented yet under
going unseen on
The artists chosen
truly deserve more
attention based on
low counts of
and watchers, added
to their incredible
deviantMEET in Las
Vegas hit the
already lined up
outside the doors at
5:00 PM, even though
the event wasn't
scheduled to start
until 5:30! (A
handful of amazingly
deviants arrived as
early as 3:30 PM!)
Life is elsewhereby
at Charge...by -
Bull Hare Scramble -
Mayhem by -
The Fire by -
death of godby -
e IIby -
^Nyx-Valentine arrived in our community and started whipping everyone into a frenzy with her relentless desire to bring the Artistic Nude and Fetish galleries to the fore. 9 years later, and it's safe to say that Nyx is not only a leader as a photographer in these galleries, but she has also established herself as a much saught after model. ^... Read More