Saturday, September 25, 2010

Chronic Headaches More Condition_symptoms [Fic] Standards to the sign of the cross. Abnormal activities


Title:
Standards to the sign of the cross.
Author: ehem, [info] kisachanlove
Fandom: abnormal Activities [ [info] original zelsh ]
Category: PG [;________; THIS IS ME]
characters, couples: Henry / OC, Charles / Victor
Summary: A Henry Gaulle took him a long time to understand her brother.
Beta: & amp; nbsp; [info] zelsh [CAUSE SHE'S EPIC \u0026lt;3]
Warnings: SLASH [/ Obvious], the obtuseness of Henry. References to religion.
Notes: Well, I bet sometime [info] zelsh fic Vicky and Charles, and she lost the bet [hint hint] but I died to wait to write something in this universe, hence it has arisen. [MORE AT THE END OF FIC]


Henry had always been fussy about the rules,sde was a dwarf and still could not wipe the snot.

(Charles decíaa So I can not do the symbol of the cross with his left hand because it is a "harejía" and he laughed and explained to him that would be a herejíay did it anyway with the left, nor was it as if it mattered rather be a heretic)

At the time Charles was a kid and dreamed of being idealistic pirate navigating the globe stealing gold to poor people who crossed his path, Henry dreamed of being a worthy successor to his father, a good count, with a proper wife and kind that would give hijI trained and obedient.

By then Henry had already served eleven was still heavy.

-Charles, is the noble duty to respect the etiquette and table manners, "he would say, talking to that little tone moralist (like an old man) every time you sit at the table, unless there soup, and then the matter became serious as a funeral, because Charles had a habit of tilting the plate to end the soup.

"No ladees the soup that way, it's bad manners, then Henry and admonished him to see that his words had no effect, he added, & amp; mdash; What would your mother shameful behavior?

Just for the fun of shocking Charles Ely went completely tilted soup bowl to drink directly from it.

And then Henry got angry and called her mother, who punished Charles, who frown on ceñoy locked himself in his room, to keep dreaming I was a pirate.

When Charles met most, Henry came to admire him even less. When the fights with mom because I did not go to church grew and still did not budge, Henry continued to go religiously, para meet his mother and Charles differentiate further.

And then, years later, when Charles fled the home with only his youth and talent to make a living, Henry was asked how he never saw it run away from home inevitably . Because her brother had never understood that rules which stick, and a surname which honor.

I never understood, with his habit of dressing outrageously illogical, so contrary to Christian decency, or the constant urge to sneak out at night. Never understood to rebel against orMom's orders, nor despise Hermman Leonora, that girl so nice they had met at a dance and how convenient it would have been as the wife of an earl.

do not understand, even when, after having searched for years, finally found. What is different, with an air of freedom and satisfaction, at the Opera, next to that weird guy and does not understand how, if he stayed away from home so much and has evaded its responsibilities conscientiously.

And even when confronted to take him and the guy that (Victor learns that it's called) Charles bitterly questioned by concealing his past, even ast, having everything in front and crystal clear, does not understand.

(Although it is a bit obvious why Charles never liked Leonora.)

Charles is when he shoots and leaves with the driver in the middle of the road sees something. You do not understand, but comes to associate ideas and realize that really the guy that Victor must have a lot to do with the decision of Charles to return to London.

was shocked. Of course, as if he had not already jumped enough rules goes and falls for the boy. Charles typical. Your sexual freedom at all.

's just many, many years later,when rumors of war are starting to feel and Charles returns for the first time since his escape to the house to warn him to flee the continent, he finally understands.

then, only when Henry had given up looking and had held his post count, Charles is on a voluntary basis, in a display of brotherly feeling, to tell him to flee for their own safety, and Just because it makes you wonder. Cable has not arrived or anything stating that llegaríaa London. England after searching for months after the new flight, had been aware that he had left the country, but not the destination. The habed as missing in the vastness of the European continent.

However, what surprised him most is that the same boy that day, Victor, stick with it.

Within the image of Charles (the young libertine and uprooted well) believed that you guys just like he was one of his many quirks of life liberty he loved. That so many years later still together and apparently happy, it crashes.

(And is that Henry had never thought that Charles was able to compromise. No wonder he was an atheist, something did not meet their responsibilities to family,for something I did not want to get to beget heirs as it was the duty of every good noble. It felt strange to think that I could commit to something, someone.)

The brightness of his eyes when he goes home, joking with Victor, and the cheerfulness with which talks despite being more Henry, partly made to understand that Charles was never done to a world of rules. It makes you realize that your happiness would never have been if it had not escaped the importance of the name De Gaulle, if he had not left this world.

Henry is happy with his wife, with her sweet Lily, correct and friendly, and always wanted, and it is through love for it being free. His answerhinge of freedom in the world of protocols and formalities, in a world that their children should also live.

He just needed to Lily, but he was sure that the free spirit and adventurer Charles would have been more stifled at home. Cree understands the reason that Charles did not return home once the left.

Finally, when you take the cruise to New York, with Lily and her only son away from the continent, following the instinct of Charles, is said to have had a hard time understanding his brother.

And it's true. But finally it has.


CH
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Endnotes.
For points CAUSE I FAIL.

1 *) Henry was interesting, I know that all is the least interesting, [DUUH, LOOK TO VICTOR IS THE HOST OF INTERESTING 8DD] but I find it interesting because I came to unhappy (what little I saw of him in life and general) in spite of living in line with what was expected of him. Do not know if it was just "happy", "compliant", or "happy", but I preferred to give a "happy" because there are people who rules the serene, giving them an order balancing their lives. People who do not feel the rules as an oppression, like Charles, but as a relief. Something less than challenging, something I say. And Henry seemed totally me those heavy.

8D 2 *) I have the impression that Charles was never committing to anything. During the original we can see that is a womanizer (8D pure negation, I know) and has no defined religion or belief and a healthy indifference to the spiritual world, except within the limits their work. Usually I associate that, the inability to be locked into a belief, a lack of commitment, inability to commit not necessarily, but rather a desire not to compromise.

3 *) & nbsp;
[info] zelsh , THIS WILL FOR YOU BABY, YOU KNOW. YOU DESERVE IT, IDOL [and my wife 8D] \u0026lt;3


Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Que Pasasi Consumo Cocainaritrovily Licor [Fic] Eight-October. Latin Hetalia

Title: Eight October
Author: ehem, [info] kisachanlove
Word Count: ~ 1.400
Fandom: Latin Hetalia
Category: PG, bitches. DO NOT KNOW SOMETHING, VALE. ¬ ¬
Summary: It is October 8 and the Naval Museum is closed.
Warnings: Slash , something historic. Allusions to the Pacific War. NOT WANTED, BUT BECAME SOMETHING / MEDIUM / FLUFF DDD:
Notes: For [info] lunineko , because I wanted something a little history, and this is what has gone 8DD As I say, if you like, you can ask devolucióny all that and I'll another, and so does not lose anyone: D

Hear the song while reading Make it Better, short and background music if it distracts you 8D

SHIT, I JUST FALL IN MIND THAT THIS THING ended up being a oneshot.


Let's see, you're used to the presence of Miguel Alejandro. Do not misunderstand, you bastards. Is that Michael has always been a constant in your life, a negativeis, perhaps, but present.

(Even their names are similar: the M-igu-and M-anu-el)

is why, when one morning they are almost all gathered at the home of Luciano on one of his attacks of loneliness you see it not strange. You take a few moments, look in the room and then in the kitchen, expecting to see their characteristic shape and hear their cries exhortándote-coaccionándote-out of the kitchen, but nothing. There has been, apparently. So you go to Julio, who plays something in the living room couch and ask him.

"Hey, Julio, what about Michael?

The Bolivian stares you rare and eye grounder. These points ofstick a cocacho, because you want to know and fast, but the menacing gaze of Mary, I drilled the neck, like laser and know what you're thinking, so you turn, you smile and then come to gaze in July.

The boy has returned to the game that has hands and ignores you.

- July-say, slowly and trying not to say any evil thing, "Where's Michael? July

sighs and pressing pause with incredible slowness turns and looks at you with compassion. Compassion true, colleague, shouting that you're a fool, with mayúscula and everything. "It's

October 8.

This is all your answer and leave some confused and think that is reflected in your face, because July and denies sighs in disbelief, before clarifying the darkness of your mind.

-Battle of Angamos, do you sound familiar?

Demons. Miguel Grau.

Ya. You can not understand why the Peruvian has joined the family breakfast. July

sighs again and returns to his game, you pick up your coat, disponiéndote to leave the house.

- Manuel! - Is the voice of Mary who stops you in the door. Venezuela tours and IBNR & iacute; e.

"Always go to Callao. A naval museum-that tells you. "There's room on that war.

course, what the hell. The tone of voice that says "this" tells you everything.

- What the fuck you say? - The rebukes. Mary ríey only closes the door in his face.

not like it that everyone knows your intentions. You like to think that you're unpredictable.

But then, just in Callao at ten o'clock, almost breathing in water and the coldness of winter morning calándote to the bone. Q You do not understandhat the heck are you doing there, really, is not your nature to go after a guy who's probably depressing in memory of their heroes lost but there you are. What unpredictable in your hand, José Manuel.

you asked directions to the taxi driver and left you in front of a yellow facade that claims to be the Naval Museum of Peru. It also claims to be closed, and you can see some tourists away disappointed.

is October 8 and the Naval Museum is closed.

income after revealing your identity to one of the soldiers guarding the door and you are about to find the peruano. Mary's words are still in your memory, and walk through the museum without actually seeing the things around you, just thinking about the last room.

(I asked at the entrance to the room, the officer pursed lips, as if not to say it, but then you said it. " Last room on the right, next to the Zarumilla . )

thing is coming, pushing the door hit you the memories. Very, very hard.

(There is a canyon of Covadonga in exposicióny can see the letter from Pratt's widow in a box. There mitres and articles for Captainship is lost during the war. Too many things with a back story.)

There are times to remember with joy, were times of war, and both violent and sad. Still hurts to lose all those men whose memory lives in you, the nation.

For a moment you pain invades your heroes dead. You can understand the pain of Miguel, the loss of his men and in particular of the hero, is a pain that you yourself had to feel at the time.

their countrymen may forget, but the nation will never forget the blood of these heroes, poured in his defenseto, and love. Distinguish
Miguel
front of a painting of Miguel Grau and other Peruvian generals killed in battle, and then, after all, you feel uncomfortable. Feel that interrupt the duel of the Peruvian nation, and even if you are irreverent and everything, you know to respect others' pain.

think of leaving the museum and go, as if nothing had happened, but, damn, you've come all the way from Luciano house with this cool as hell and is not to bring you back like nothing happened.

Toses. And then you regret.

Miguel turns at that time, maybe because you just cough on the cold, and you do hint to hide behinds in a column. He was very mature of you, Chile.

Their eyes meet and tension hangs in the air. It is not the first time you wonder what's attractive in the eyes of Miguel have to get you in that way to them. Nor is it the first time you wonder what exactly happens between you. There is a strain of anger or hatred, as could be understood within a context as painful as it is this museum that brings so many memories of hard times and dark. Nor is a tension in advance, you say, because it is not what they expect out of that, there is nothing that can happen in that moment to change things.

Or do you?

Miguel also seems uncomfortable by your presence and everything is getting too tight. You take a step forward, with many doubts, and Michael sighs, running a hand through his already tousled hair.

You want to make her feel better, really, but do not know why exactly. Maybe because Michael depressed is not a good company, but you would not know how to explain it. It just is.

"Sorry.

picks you, even you, unaware that these words come from your lips. You have no idea why you said. Maybe it's an apology for interrupting you in your grief, or perhaps a discULPA for everything that happened at the time. He nods and outlines a sad smile on his face.

"Sorry," he says in turn and is pending in the air that feeling that no one can-or want-described. Miguel

moving toward you or toward the exit, you do not know, but they are face to face and can not move to say something sharp or incisive to end the oppressive atmosphere that pervades. You simply can not.

- Have you had breakfast?

Miguel's question takes you by surprise and shakes his head. And it seriously, a meat pie is not breakfast. Did not eat breakfast at home of Luciano to leave in search of the Peruvian and & desktop search, only one who did it out of the breakfast was the happy pie.

"Great. There is a place here, selling all kinds of sandwiches.

The tacit invitation makes you smile.

"Better pay you, Peru, that I came all the way from the house of Luciano.

Miguel's surprise is palpable, but smiles. You know it's all so easy because Michael is sad for self-preservation instincts aúny yet to return, you also know that for sure the next time you see plead insanity and I know enough to you know, Will do the same, but something makes you think that this time might be different.

have not have realized yet, how much you've betrayed your own words.

"In your dreams, you bastard. Págate you your own sandwich.

smile again to listen. Wow, Manuel, you become cheerful. They leave the museum

arguing over stupid things, heading to the store, and although nothing seems to have changed his ways or treated, have a hunch, deep into the soul, like an epiphany, that this is the beginning of a new tradition.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Bugatti Veyron Engine Schematics [Fic] What holds a Spanish. Axis Powers Hetalia / Latin Hetalia

Title: What holds a English
Author: example, [info] kisachanlove
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia / Latin Hetalia
Category : PG [;_____;]
Love, Romance: Spain v England slightest.
Abstract: Because Antonio defend their children from pirates dull no matter the flag they carry, and no matter what this means for him.
Warnings: SLASH [/ Obvious]. Historical. Allusions to the viceroyalty of Fray Diego Morcillo, and the attack of piEnglishman John Clipperton rat.
Notes: Dedicated to [info] konodachan . Sky IS NOT MY FAULT THAT I DO NOT LOSE THEM. I swear. I'll try to keep this thing and turn it into something even pre-slash of Spain / England, right? FORGIVE ME.


The news will come when you're having coffee with the Viceroy Morcillo, discussing the joys of pure chocolate from the Jesuits. Just a minute, just three words to calm and jocular mood of the evening fades.

-Pirates-Announces Viceroysoldier who just arrived, and you growl, annoyed. Can only be men or Arthur Francis, and you know it. You growl

smile makes a sketch on the face of the old viceroy, perhaps by the memory of a youth in which he also had shown his emotions momentum. He looks at you and nods, giving silent permission to leave in search of the pirates and bring them to the gallows.

- Flag? "Questions instantly, while you take your coat from the chair, making up the matter speedily.

-English, young Antonio-t reports the soldier and desktop searche; seats. The soldier smiles at you, expecting a battle, perhaps. These young, so ready to fight either on land or water, you think, sigh and turn around to look at the Viceroy.

-bye, Brother, duties call, you apologize, smiling and joking with the old man so dear and he will have happy smiles.

"Come on, boy, teach English to those the value of a English.

You make a bow and leave the house, directly on the harbor, where your men have answered the call made by you. "It's

John Clipperton, Antonio. With a frigate of 40 guns, we should charter more vessels.

seating soldier tells you the location of Clipperton, who just captured a ship in Guayaquil just out of Callao.

"Make it short five ships suddenly, and the soldier to dry, ready to run through the port to summon the sea. - We start in two hours.

"Yes, sir. He runs

just finish talking, while you get in your ship and write a brief note and quickly, just a few words and then give it to a man you trust.

-Go, submit it by mail. Quick, before zarpemos.

The man runs out and you look at the sea, thinking that the other side of it, thousands of miles to the west, the English smile, rich at the expense of your land. A lot has happened and Arthur is in your mind, even though by now your hatred he should not have barriers. But that you feel at that moment, to his memory, not exactly hate.

help thinking so dangerous and counters it with the idea of Miguel, Manuel, Julio, all your American sons, all still too young to face alone the pirates.

These pirates threaten your children, and not going to let. CH
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is only one sentence and the recipient is Arthur, in faraway England.

"Your men know the value of a English, Arthur"

And, for your children, yes they will.