historize: (america reading)
Title: Not Here
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America/Germany
Rating: NC17
Summary: Germany and America, because I hardly ever see them paired together


There was some kinship there—America had many, many Germans and Prussians living in his country. Prussia had trained both of them in war—they talked a lot about Prussia to fill the silence. )

[Asides]

Apr. 14th, 2012 08:09 pm
historize: (america reading)
Title: Mirror
Charactors: Germany, America
Rating: PG, just a short aside between Germany and America


Germany knows this is wrong—America is very bright and he’s very aware of what they think of him. )
historize: (Default)
Title: Untitled: Part One
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Retired military veteran Major Arthur Kirkland and nurse Anna Jones (female!America) in Victorian England
Rating: PG, language, nothing serious
Summary: After returning from South East Asia with the Royal Army, Arthur Kirkland has served his time and will retire. Kindly, the military hospital is providing him with a live-in nurse to assist him while his wound heals. Anna Jones, who dreams of dancing, pops up and mistakes him for the butler.



Though he was certain he didn’t want to see South Eastern Asia ever again, except perhaps by train, passing through. A bag of tea to pick up and a port of that wine they made, terrible in its potency, good for a lark. If one didn’t mind losing one’s clothes. To which Major Kirkland was mightily opposed. )
historize: (Hetalia--turkey--like a boss)
This is actually not a fanfic at all. I had to do a short paper for my Turkish class. I wanted to make sure I never lost it and I was like, "Oh yeah....I have a writing journal. Who says it only has to be for fanfic."



I DO WHAT I WANT....but only with my writing journal )

All my citations were taken out, of course, because I did the HTML settings. Also, this paper was so short...I only had three sources. We only have one weekend to do it. And granted, my teachers just wanted us to learn something. It only had to be three pages---but I could have gone on for quite a few more. There are only a few books in the library here.

I miss the research library at my college. Going there definitely made me write longer papers, hahaha.
historize: (canada--polar death)
Title: The Highway Man
Author/Artist: [livejournal.com profile] historyblitz, kept track of at [livejournal.com profile] historize
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Ireland/Scotland, England, Wales
Rating: R
Warnings: sex, blood, death, based on this poem put to music by Loreena McKennit (music is by her, the poem is not by her--because there are extra verses that she didn't include but I still really like it)


Cursing at his horse to shut up. Cursing whenever he knocked something over. He'd been at this for awhile, she'd have thought he'd remembered where the wind chimes were... )
historize: (Default)
I was actually just in Chicago and at Macy's on Monday. So I'm going to post the pictures I got of the tree.

Pictures!! )
historize: (america--canada--brotherly glow)
Title: Wasting Away Again III
Author/Artist: [livejournal.com profile] historyblitz, kept track of at [livejournal.com profile] historize
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America, England, Canada, Australia and New Zealand
Rating: PG
Warnings: Parrot-headed-ness, lyrics are from Jimmy Buffet's Boat Drinks. Have a listen, here
Summary: The third time England comes in to singing it's at a hockey game.

Don’t know if all of you know me. I’m Matt Williams. But I’ll skip explaining it for the few Americans on our hockey teams today. )
historize: (hetalia--america--eyes to the skies)
America is a summer nation. He's in the prime of his life, still young and strong. He's only got a few scars. A few aches. A few pains.

Compared to those around him, of course.

He often feels his youth. But sometimes that isn't always bad. Sometimes, he can revel in it.


He still has a childlike fascination with the first snowfall of the season. Everyone acts like Russia and Canada and the northern Europeans are the only ones who understand snow.

But seriously, all of America's northern states get a taste of the white stuff every year. They love the stuff.

He loves the stuff.

A summer nation he may be--known for his southern sun and western deserts but there is nothing, to him, that quite compares to the first snowfall. Whether it sticks or not isn't the point, what matters is that for a few glorious moments, when he's in Indiana's northern region, almost near the Michigan border, he pulls his truck over and walks out to a corn field--recently harvested, so it still smells sweet--and he looks up.

White bits fall all around him, like fairy dust (or what he imagines fairy dust is like), the tail of a comet, star light.

He reached out his bare hands into crisp November air and lets it fall and melt onto his skin.

It doesn't last long--and maybe that's the bittersweet part of it. The real snows won't start (at least not in northern Indiana) until later. But it's one of those things.

He can feel the wonder of young people from the south that are in college up north and they run outside to see this thing that they have never witnessed. They call their moms and talk about it, how beautiful it is. How soft and pretty and cold! So cold! (And that will be their focus in a few weeks, forget pretty--it's so cold!)

While his northerners smile and can't help but peer out. In offices, at campuses, in households, at retailers, people stop together and go to peer out the windows at something so simple as snowfall.

How extraordinary that such a small thing can bring people together to smile and look and point.

He loves it.
historize: (america--rockin like a rock star)
Title: Everyone Hail to the Pumpkin Song
Author/Artist: [livejournal.com profile] historyblitz, kept track of at [livejournal.com profile] historize
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America, England, Spain, France, Australia and New Zealand, Mexico, Ireland, Denmark
Rating: R
Warnings: Sexual implications and drugs
Summary: Two Halloween parties, so little time.


Tonight, it's a Carnival half-mask--black and gold, with bells and wild feathers. He's got a wig made of gray raffia, rabbit feet and more bells. He wears no shirt and he has on a skirt made of leather throngs. There's body glitter on him--France smeared it on his face. )

[Asides]

Oct. 2nd, 2010 10:01 am
historize: (hetalia--france--sunglasses)
Indiana, Michigan, Illinois, Wisconsin and Ohio are a weird set for America. )

Notes:

1. FIP, the Urban Dictionary pretty much summed it up. Sorry Illinois people and don't get too offended. I have lots of friends from college from Illinois.

[Asides]

Oct. 1st, 2010 10:50 pm
historize: (hetalia--america--eyes to the skies)
America says one day, almost thoughtfully, "No one really likes me very much, do they...?"

England snorts and says, "Of course not."

Somehow, it takes America by surprise. He'd known it, of course, hard not to. Everyone always banging on about how horrible he was for existing. But the way England says it, as if it has just always been...

It makes his breath catch silently.

It kills him a little.

He smiles a little and nods. Turns and walks away.

[Asides]

Sep. 30th, 2010 03:29 pm
historize: (Default)
New Jersey gives Connecticut a shitty look. "Who gives a fuck? Seriously. They're idiots. Snookie or Slutty or whatever her name is. And 'The Situation'--who the fuck does he think he is? I don't give a fuck. Do you give a fuck?"

Connecticut shakes his head tersely, regretting having said anything at all. "No."

"Didn't fuckin think so."

England rolls his eyes and sips his tea. "Your language is awful."

"Shut the fuck up."

America chokes on his coffee, laughing.

England is scandalized.
historize: (Default)
Title: Wasting Away Again II
Author/Artist: [livejournal.com profile] historyblitz, kept track of at [livejournal.com profile] historize
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America, England, Canada, France, Australia and New Zealand
Rating: PG
Warnings: Parrot-headed-ness, lyrics are from Jimmy Buffet's How a Pirate Looks at 40. Have a listen, here
Summary: The second time England hears singing, it's at the Vietnam Memorial...


God knows why I decided to try posting this here

He’s got a cigarette in his left fingers because his right is all bandaged up again from whatever episode Australia has had recently. )
historize: (england--gangster)
Title: Wasting Away Again
Author/Artist: [livejournal.com profile] historyblitz, kept track of at [livejournal.com profile] historize
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America, England, Canada, France
Rating: PG
Warnings: dorkiness, Parrot-headed-ness
Summary: Totally dorky. Done entirely because I love it. Lyrics to Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville. Because I'm sure America loves it. And maybe Canada too.


Canada flexed his arm, as if showing off a tattoo. )
historize: (america--rockin like a rock star)
Title: My Friend, the Invader
Author/Artist: [livejournal.com profile] historyblitz, kept track of at [livejournal.com profile] historize
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America, Invader Zim, Gir
Rating: PG
Warnings: language
Summary: There is no Tony. There is only Zim.


Oh! The human was so stupid and filthy! Stupid, filthy human! He was so dense! So malleable! He had this human so easily fooled! Zim had to pat himself on the back. Honestly, he truly was amazing. To think, he had panicked when he and Gir had looked up and found a huge Earthaoid staring down at them--but no! No! Not Zim! Zim the Invader sent to take over this stupid, tiny, disgusting spinning ball of vomit! He had played it so smooth! So suave! He had fooled him for certain!

The human had even taken them home to his big house in the country--just outside a dirty, puss-encrusted cityscape of horror. He wore his disguise well--and why wouldn't he, it was wonderful--but the human didn't seem to care what he wore. In fact, he seemed downright delighted.

Actually, a lot of things Zim did seemed to delight the human. Once the human had walked in while Zim was making his next master plan for Earthian annihilation and the human had laughed and cheerfully suggested radio-active quilts to take away tea from all the English.

Despite the fact that this came from the human--and Zim was starting to believe the human might, in fact, be insane--it was quite a good idea and was met with an interesting level of success.


Gir, without saying, loved the human. He and the filthy football-human liked cooking together and the human would always sit around and watch those stupid, moronic, tiny-brained television shows with him. And then they would watch the sports together. And Gir would make mashed potatoes and waffles that were tingly when you put them in your mouth--but the putrid football-human didn't seem to care.

And then, after the human introduced Gir to cheeseburgers, he whined for them constantly.

Constantly!

Hamburger human.

But oh! As much as Zim could complain about the idiocy of the doom-fated hamburger-human, he could not but laugh.

Laugh! as he worked in the lab he had dug by making a door in the human's basement wall. Soon! This silly human and his hamburgers and his football would be his! Zim's! It would all belong to Zim. To Zim!



Upstairs, Al said, "No, no, Arthur, you gotta come and meet them. I think Gir--oh hey, wait--gimme--" he raised a strange bar to his nose, "--ah, Gir made bacon soap. It smells really good. I'm thinking I could make some money selling it, y'know?"

Arthur hung up on him.
historize: (canada--polar death)
Title: Violin Sonata
Author/Artist: [livejournal.com profile] historyblitz, kept track of at [livejournal.com profile] historize
Character(s) or Pairing(s): England, Wales, Ireland, Scotland
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: language, blood, sensitive history (partitioning of Ireland and Northern Ireland)
Summary: England and Wales in forced harmony, Ireland observes, Scotland gets a hair cut

Eventually edited and posted here


Fast strokes and then slower, slower, slower....fading entirely, picking up a delicate, piercing note. The vibrato caressed it, laced it out. He stroked again and went low. )



[[Notes:

I am not a citizen of England, Scotland, Wales or Ireland and I do not profess to know the extensive history of any of those countries. If I have offended anyone, I do apologize. I feel no ill will towards anyone from Great Britain and Ireland personally. I have family roots in both England and Ireland so this was just done as something of interest to me.

I also need to credit and high-five my friend [livejournal.com profile] katamanda because her England--especially her Imperial England--is directly used in this several times. As is her interpretation of Scotland and Wales.]]
historize: (hetalia--russia--in blue)
I watched a movie called "The Spanish Apartment" this is directly based on the scene where the French guy goes to the apartment to meet his new roommates. One is English, one is Spanish, one is Italian, one is German and one is Danish.

It is a hilariously fun movie.


The political ramifications of housing an American and a Russian in the same place had better not be a problem. Else I will make you eat a chip sandwich, which will make you want to vomit. )
historize: (england--gangster)
"Reagan was a mad-man," said England. He was perched on America's couch, tea at his left hand.

"I know. But c'mon--okay, yes. He had some shitty policies but as a regular guy, he was hilarious."

"He...well."

"C'mooon."

"Well, yes, he was amusing, I suppose."

"Although," America conceded. "I was sitting here the other day watching a special about the guy and Thatcher--"

"Oh fuck off--"

"No, no, she comes on and she's all, Oh, Reagan, I liked him so much! and then I was like, wow....it's probably a good thing they never got together."

England just looked at him. "What?"

"Like, y'know. Oh-tee-pee--one true pairing. Terrifying, the both of them. Your people would like to give Thatcher to Satan personally. Reagan was good at acting."

"Do you even know what you're saying?"

"Well, I can't help it! It made me laugh!"




[[The other day i was in my American History class and we watched a special about Ron Reagan and Thatcher was in it and Hetalia goggles hit me in the face and I started laughing about Reagan/Thatcher and OH GOD. XDD]]

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