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Poker Challenge 6 / 10

Mercy, are forced to use the notebook for at least a week of my mother (For the love of God, and everything nice, but I can not even use Gimp to pay gold ). Jack will go on assistance, and I hope to see him again soon ç_ç (damn HP and processor fan clogged).

Title: We're going back to a time we Knew
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters / Pairing: England v Ireland
Genre: fluff, melancholy
Warnings: pre-slash (vague, very vague), WTO
Rating: green
Word Count: 458 ( counter )
Prompt: Under a Violet Moon - Blackmore's Night @ settenote
Disclaimer: the characters are not mine, but belong to Hidekazu Himaruya and anyone who holds any legal rights. Needless to say, do not gain anything in writing this filth.
Summary: Sixty years ago Ireland gained its independence, leaving England without another brother today, November 2010, the two meet in a pub between their imaginary creatures. After all, two of them are not so distant.
Table: here

England sighed, sipping slowly its ale, Ireland in front of him staring intently at the makeshift stage, where a girl was playing an old ballad about a harp that seemed to have seen better days. She did not remember that particular song, but in the end was never able to remember everything about her too many brothers.
The nation looked around the room and its noisy patrons had not changed since the last time you had been there, he and Ireland had not changed since the last time they had seen.
For decades had passed since the last time that he and this red devil had gathered in a pub for a beer, but after just a few minutes they were already managed to fight over everything: the type of beer to order, on music to listen to, even the language to be adopted.
Heck, even Scotland creargli seemed less problems.
The girl on stage continued to pluck the strings slightly, while some of the most vociferous patrons poured into the streets of Dublin.
"Ireland ..."
" It's ire." Dry "interrupted the other, taking a long sip of his ale. ' my house, my rules '. "My name is It's ire."
"To me you'll always Ireland, you know."
And how could he not know? Ireland had been for so long. Heaven, he was still a part of Ireland.
Ireland rotated eyes. "It is now almost sixty years." Muttered the boy, moving to a red lock behind his ear. Her hair was still too long for the tastes of England. "You should Essert used to."
How would now have been accustomed to America, Canada, India and dozens of other brothers who over the years were removed from the home, and yet nothing This had never happened.
The notes of a different song filled the room, outside the small window, just beyond the shoulders of Ireland, the lighted streets of Dublin seemed to smile at him from a distant time, a time when he ran hand in hand with her brother in the fields barley, surrounded by fairies and elves, as they were no longer united states.
England was still lost in their memories as the music slowly diminished in the room, his gaze still fixed over the shoulder of the guy in front of him. The silence would be dropped without embarrassment, if the voice of Ireland had not stepped in, clear and bright as it always was.
" Do not tell me, one of your friends is right behind me. "
" Hmm? "
" a fairy, I seem to hear her just behind my ear. "Said Ireland, as was the most obvious thing in the world. "By the way, an elf sat on your leg."
England smiled, looking down on the tiny man sitting astride his knee. Perhaps he and the papist red had not departed so much, he thought, as under the table's foot that beat forever young revolutionary the umpteenth time national dance.

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Some Fotini *,-,*

Yes, yesterday I bought myself LN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, I had a great enthusiasm the invitation to make these photos so I decided to post them, I hope you like them:)

She is Elizabeth ... (I love this photo *_________*)





After the move into his small house in a luxurious high-rise is given to the mad joy of unleashing the new genre Rockability \\ m /



spam on gnomes Little Vampire *-*



Ely played a little 'plan gaining some skill point



After a few hours from removal was sent to the plasma 501 where to enter Offir had a wad of § 100 (note the look of the shady bouncers XD)



Once inside I noticed with great regret that it was empty -_-"so to raise the morale has been given all'alcoll xD



What cute straw in the heart *-*



Ok, now a small step forward ... after several days of alternating between the plasma 501 and the hospital where I hoped to find some vampire intent to rob with no result I realize that one sim that I had met a few days before the hospital had become a vampire, so do not hesitate and call it ...
But I will not be transformed by him; p

Meet Darren * __ * you are in turn salami previously with the vampire in question



There he bites his wrist while ... I must admit she looked pretty scary O_o



Darren in transformation (I removed the bite moodlet cn Ctrl and makeup tricks on, so he turned away without having to wait for 3 days )



Here it just sucked:)



This picture just to show the new canine *-*



Unfortunately before you Darren and Elizabeth I already done two other sim, but due to various delays the game so I did not do the pictures ... cmq strlllare I happened to hear my sim and when I went to see what had happened to find lying on the floor near the elevator XD At first I did not realize what had happened, but then I ricapitato with Elizabeth and I resisted XD immortalize



After being nearly crushed by a push in the middle of the elevator doors and strong enough to make me do this xD



lying on the ground and then fall; p

Anyway the elevator took her to his apartment where he had arrived that Darren asked vapirizzarla






I love this picture *-*



Elizabeth turns

And here in

version vampire *_____*
I must admit I was very impressed because I did not think would become so beautiful *______*

I have removed the blue contact lenses and now you see his eyes I thought were less pink, but with the light are bleached
Here we see the really good XD Zannetti







Rest vampire ^ ^



and their first kiss ^ ^

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Lonely Road - Chapter 8

The Rose's Thorn played for an hour, during which time I could not look away elsewhere, in that local people had to salaries ...
My gaze moved up menbri all of the band, but she paused for a long time on only one of them ... behind the blond lock of hair that floated on the white face, the look of a cat ... clear eyes, which gave him the cut extended expressiveness perceptible even at several meters away ...
In the hands of his guitar, his fingers glided read on the six strings, as if caressing, and it was awesome as that touch so light could result sounds so hard

The song that was playing was beautiful, I was enchanted to listen, enraptured by quell'accostamento sounds so perfect ... seven simple notes can take an infinite number of melodies life, all different, and that was hovering at that moment in that place was definitely the most beautiful I have ever heard ...

Luke's voice was incredible, could go from the most sweet and gentle tone to the stronger ones, where the voice came out in its most potenza...

I need you
every day, every night
every minute, every second
of my dark life

You're my sunshine, you're my moonshine
you're the light that light up my dark
you're the light of my heart
the reason of all
the only thing that keep me breathing

And so I love you,
every day, every night
every minute
every second of my life...
I will love till the stars don't shine

but we'll never stop shining
we'll be the lightest stars in firmament
and we'll shine till the end
our light will never end

You shine on me I'm a reflection of your light

cause without you I'm dark You're like the sun for me I will be're
moon

At the end of the song caught the eye of Daniel dwell on me ... infinite for a moment I looked into his eyes, then looked back at the strings of his guitar ...

The last chord vibrated in the air rising into the sky and then vanish ... distance to a few seconds, a loud echoing in the air appaluso

-So, do not they wonderful? - I said with the usual smile from my thoughts Elena diastolic
Yes, I'm really good, it's been too long since I watched a live-
-Haha, well, then you will be at the post-concert
-Eh? Hemm, I do not know them, and then want to sit together, I would not look too bold-
-Tzz, but me a break! They will be delighted to meet you ... Come on, come ...-

Where was the girl I had met a few days before??

-No, I prefer not, I do not feel so well and I'd come home-

I looked a bit 'worried

-Are you sure? Look, people are very friendly and nice ...-

-Nono, really, it's better if I get home, maybe another time-
-Humm, I'm sorry but you should be alone. ..-
-No, do not worry, it's just a bit 'tired, nothing more ...-
"Then I go by myself ... are you sure? -
-Sisi, I recommend it fun for me too-
-Ok, as you wish ... I'll see you at home ... wait, but do not have the machine-
...- Do not worry, take a taxi-
No, oh well, it's best if you take my-car-
But then you'd be walking
-No, I accompany them ...-
-Ok, if you're really sure ...-
-Sisi, no problem, keep, here are keys, "said pulling out a handful from the bag ... when it passed into my hands I noticed the key ring to which they had ... Scubidu a small white and purple

As we walked toward the exit of the room near the bar I saw a guy in black suit sitting at the bar ... could not be him ... not here, not now, in my attempt to set it aside for at least one night out of my mind

My eyes did not stay on him a lot because he turned away, as if he felt the weight of my gaze, I turned to shooting ... the taste of that kiss came into my mind and I felt the blood to the cheeks salirmi that warm ... I hoped no one would not notice and walked toward the exit

Parking is located a few tens of meters, and once arrived immediately recognized the white Mazda Elena ...
The heels of boots that trampled on the pavement with a brisk pace in the echoing silence of the night, accompanying my tread.

I had already chosen the right key right key, ready to open the door when I stopped a vision ...

Devon, a few minutes before he sat at the bar, was now leaning against a black Mercedes ... one hand on the gleaming bodywork, on the other leg, his head slightly bowed in an expression that a little 'me uneasy ...

The heart began to beat faster and had a strange excitement took me all'improvvso ...

-Ch ... what are you doing here? -

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Poker Challenge 5 / 10

Title: Man in the lattice memory
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters / Pairing: Sirius / Remus
Genre: melancholy
Warnings: slash (mentioned )
Rating: green
Word Count: 406 ( counter )
Prompt: Pride (In The Name Of Love) - U2 @ settenote
Disclaimer : the characters are not mine, but belong JK Rowling and whoever holds any legal rights. Needless to say, do not gain anything in writing this filth.
Summary: set after "The Prisoner of Azkaban, Sirius finds refuge at the home of Remus, except memories.
Table: here

"So you've met Harry."
Sirius put his feet on the table, while Remus poured the tea. If I remember correctly, and was pretty sure it was not so, my friend hated his habit and in less than a few minutes would snorted and repeated, exactly as he did twelve years ago.
After all, he thought, if the tea and chocolate are still the same in that apartment, because the rest should be changed?
"It 's grown up." Finally said, looking at the tired face of his friend over the edge of his steaming cup, recovered in a hurry, just not up empty-handed. Remus did not seem to have noticed the unusual haste, just as it did not seem to care for those muddy boots on the old, rickety table, he kept adding milk to tea is already saturated.
Sirius sighed, supporting the cup still full. From the floor tenement near someone mentioned an old song by Tom Waits, just like many years ago. The apartment of his friend always smelled of tea and chocolate and a few drops of rain seeping through the floorboards of the little garret, but there was something different, the wrinkles on the face of Remus that years ago there were, or that perhaps they were only less pronounced.
"Well, the last time you had seen just one year."
" And you you would not have dropped it on the couch." Sirius thought, not daring to say . Some time ago Remus was reprimanded for standing on the coffee table, would sit on that couch slowly, barely touching it with his shoulder and going slowly, simply because it was easier to be close and that space between them was not so comforting.
"And we how many we had, Remus?"
" Sirius ..."
" Time is too heavy to want to remember." completed then mentally Sirius , staring at the tip of his shoes, unable to voice their thoughts. They looked past millennia since their last night on that couch, just sitting next to each other without talking, just ... together, here. Simply and without too many problems.
Outside it starts to rain and Sirius went to the window. Remus had never completed that sentence, but both knew that something had definitely broken.
cups of tea were abandoned on the table and Remus staring at the shadow that stands between the two. Soon would have to think of a safer place to hide, a place where Remus twelve years earlier was not present.
"This tea is undrinkable. "she heard him mutter wearily Sirius. "I'm going to take something stronger."


Title: A thorn generates plug
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters / Pairing: Narcissa Black, Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape, vague references to a Lucius / Severus and Lucius / Narcissa
Genre: introspective
Warnings: slash
Rating: green
Word Count: 356 ( counter )
Prompt: Queen of Hearts - Litfiba @ settenote
Disclaimer: the characters are not mine, but belong to JK Rowling and whoever holds any legal rights. Needless to say, do not gain anything in writing this filth.
Summary: Draco the baby needs a godfather
Table: here

The room was shrouded in a heavy silence, while the three occupants of one another up, split between the shock and the curious. Narcissa had a delicious and very cruel sense of humor, and Lucius could have sworn to love her for that and a thousand other reasons, at least until now.
its grip on the glass it was almost in despair, while his eyes remained focused over the delicate line the shoulder of his wife, just where Severus Snape tried to swallow yet another bitter pill. Women end and too many resources, Narcissa Black would never accept to be second to anyone, especially not for a half-breed like Snape and even less if the thing about Lucius Malfoy.
In a poor attempt at irony, the clock of the stay he decided to beat at that moment the twelve strokes of the meal, just when the tension in the room could have been cut with a knife and the temptation to pull the rod from the soul of beech became stronger and stronger.
Tea in the cups was cold and the wine was long forgotten. Oh, his sweet wife had never forgiven the one who called a 'teenage fling,' escapade which had culminated in an affair in an attempt to adulthood and adultery, just to aggravate the bill, a particularly salty account now was presenting both with feral smile.
Lucius threw yet another look at his friend. He could stop Narcissa - Merlin, Lord Malfoy was still - and probably Snape would not have incurred yet another humiliation ... unfortunate that both were aware of having gone too far in that space.
"So, Severus." Narcissa times, bringing attention to himself. "What do you think? It is a splendid idea? "
is idiocy would Lucius wanted to say, but in this story neither his voice nor that of Severus had importance. Two idiots were not noticing that waiter.
Narcissa wanted Severus was the godfather of Draco? Severus would wear their best clothes and you would be interested in the education of offspring Malfoy, Lucius and he learned to live with the daily presence of his caste in his own home. After all, such as Narcissa said, some things should remain in the family.