YOU DID A GOOD THING DEEN
I bet no one wants to, but I’m just talking to myself.
((Some will hate me, some will take this into consideration.))
Thank. You. I can’t believe people were actually considering on doing that.
YES. THANK YOU. I’ve seen facebook groups started among my Hetalia friends for Doitsu and such and it gets a little tiring. Like it’s fine if you want to keep it among yourselves, but don’t bother others with it.
Yeah me and ^ Nab here are irl friends and the whole Doitsu thing is getting old and rather annoying. So yeah just reblogging because.
When people turn to fictional characters, it’s often because they want an escape. The stories of these people shelter us from the storm of our daily lives; they save us, if only for a little while. But when we really give in, become invested, let ourselves be vulnerable, something changes. We begin to feel that we know them. It’s no longer just an escape, but part of us, something that makes us who we are.
These characters teach us that incredible adversity can be overcome. That people can love each other forever. That life can be an adventure. That magic can be real. And even if these miracles have never happened to us, we begin to go through life believing that, someday, they could.
“And I promise you that you’re important. Don’t look at me like that- in all my 900 years I’ve never met someone who wasn’t important.”
“Cheer up mate, it gets better. Look at me, I was once a little kid living under the stairs. You’ll do fine.”
“Hey. I know it seems like life sucks, that you’ve got the devil on your tail. Hell, sometimes you do. But you’re strong enough to beat him. You’ve got friends at your back and family too, and that’s what really counts in the end.”
“Don’t be silly, they’re wrong about you; of course you matter. You’ve always mattered.”
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Sara and Rose looked to the tree and then to Alice. “…..so what your telling us is that you ate a bomb? that’s pretty manly”. Rose ran over to Alice checking she was ok and that no damage was done. “at least your not hurt. we better move a little quicker, with that explosion the dead might come here. Dean!……Dean?” Rose walked over to Dean that found another child yelling for help. “mama i found this girl. i’m trying to help her, but the branch is too big!” Rose put her guns down and tried to help Dean get the branch off the child. “guys keep watch out for the dead!”
Alice smiled and dusted herself off. The tree was gone, a smudge mark left. She started fiddling with some gears. Tinkering things was how she managed to keep calm.
Alex scaled the tree and picked the kid up. “Hang on kiddo.” He jumped down and made sure the kid was safe. “What were you doing there kiddo?”
If you’re able to completely translate this, you deserve all the awards. All of them.
I can’t believe i understand this
I tried staring at it for like 5 minutes and I can read a good deal of it, but I can’t figure it out completely for the life of me. Maybe it’s because I’m running on no sleep here but…..seriously……
Here you go, my dear. Take them. Take them all and be proud.
Took me a minute but I got it