Italy has snapped"Italy....... What have you done?" Someone asked.
I turned around to see Germany leaning against a tree, looking around him. The scene that lay out before him was a tremendous one. Bodies were strewn everywhere, and blood coated the grass, as well as my hands.
I remember the beautiful red color. Even until now, when I retell the story to any of the inmates, they tell me that I could not be northern Italy. Italy wasn't useful anywhere, not even as cannon fodder. I wonder what they mean. Before I know it though, they are dead at my feet, and I don't know why. After these occurrences, I get thrown into the padded cell. I don't know why. What did I do? I didn't hurt them. At least... I don't remember hurting them......
" Italy...... Why did you kill them. Why?" Someone asked again. "Feleciano... It didn't need to happen" It was Ludwig again.
"It needed to happen... Some one needed to die. I need to become strong. I want to be like my grandfather." I stated soberly. I don't know why I thoug
School Chibi Contest X3
Hi there, my fellow groupmates!
We will have a contest!
THEME: SCHOOL TIME
Should be about School Times!
Should be a CHIBI!
Submit it to the "2013 Contest" Folder!
Don't include characters that aren't yours have your own.
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Vintage Lace Heart Icon 03 by GasaraDon't put nudity scences in your entry.
Vintage Lace Heart Icon 03 by GasaraBe CREATIVE!
Orb Mini Pixel by GasaraThe contest ends at June 29(Nekomimi-Chan00's birthday) :thumb
Triggers, Triggers Everywhere"Trigger warning."
If you browse art on dA or Tumblr, you've probably seen these words before.
What exactly is a trigger?
Triggers come in multiple flavors.
Trauma triggersA person who has experienced a severe traumatic event—which isn't just limited to war veterans—may find that a particular sensory experience sends them back to that trauma. Although as camelopardalisinblue rightfully points out, it may not always be a full-scale flashback. Plenty of grey areas. Learn more about PTSD here.
I knew someone who had been abused in a room with fish-themed wallpaper. (Details changed to protect privacy.) So while something like the Jesus fish was tolerable because it was so abstract, they found real fish uncomfortable, and sudden exposure to a similar type of fish drawin
Yandere Canada"Hey, Mathew, you don't happen to have anything to drink in that backpack of yours, do you?" Arthur asked, eyeing the large green bag on Matt's back.
Mathew looked to the side at Arthur and nodded once.
"You thirsty?" he replied, slipping it off of his shoulder and onto the ground at his feet. "And how many times have I asked you to just call me Matt?" he asked a little irritably, zipping open the backpack.
"I like to call everyone by their first, full names " Arthur mused, shifting onto one foot as he watched Mathew go through his bag.
"Well, we're getting to be better friends, I think it would be okay if you just called me Matt."
"Be grateful that I don't call you Canada."
Matt rolled his eyes and dug his arm into his backpack, looking around for a water bottle. He peered inside with no avail, then spotted something he could give to him.
"I don't have any water but is maple syrup okay?" he asked, looking up at Arthur.
"Maple syrup as a drink?" Arthur spat back down at him.
Seven Minutes in Heaven: 2P!CanadaYou groan and shove your hand into the old hat and pull out a...
Hockey Stick Key Chain?
"Canada?" you ask, confused, looking for the shy blonde that you haden't seen all night.
"Not the one you were expecting." a gruff voice said from behind you. Spinning, you stare at the owner of the voice. He was tall, blonde and in a flannel. He looked exactly like Canada except he had no glasses and his hair was pulled back.
"Oh..." you say, you voice quiet, "Hi."
"Hey," he replies, bored already.
Thankfully, there's always Prussia. "Both of you, in the closet now!" he shouts, causing you to squeek and take off to the dark room. Still, the new Canada just kind of wanders in.
"Alright," he smirks as the door closes, "Seven minutes. I don't have a lot of time so I'm just going to start, ok?" You nod, panicked and pressed agaist a wall. You feel him move and you tense up, waiting for him to kiss you. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice kind as he tilts you chin up, "I can't really ki
Eating Disorder Interviews - SnowInHadesWelcome to our first interview as a continuation of my Eating Disorder Awareness article which you can find below:
Please thank SnowInHades for taking the time to answer these questions for the community!
1. How have you experienced eating disorders, has it been through friends or family, or a personal experience for you? Can you tell us a little bit about it?
My experience with eating disorders is personal and through friends. My first contact with an eating disorder was when I moved in with a lady who was bulimic. I was about 17 years old (1987) and I hadn't even heard of eating disorders back then. Unfortunately, once you find out, you never forget. I have struggled with an addictive personality my entire life and at that time I was a bit chubby and not happy with myself. I had started to exercise, which turned into an addiction in itself and it's something that
SorryI'm sorry I'm a mess.
I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment.
I'm sorry that I don't get your "jokes".
I'm sorry they sound more like insults.
I'm sorry that my grades aren't perfect.
I'm sorry you don't help me.
I'm sorry that I'm not perfect.
I'm sorry you taught me I couldn't be.
I'm sorry your house isn't clean.
I'm sorry you didn't tell me to clean it.
I'm sorry that I act to strong.
I'm sorry I learned to survive.
I'm sorry that I don't share with you more.
I'm sorry that you are ignoring me.
I'm sorry I don't know what I'm apologizing for.