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Heart of the Ocean- Gaelic StormAndre grinned as he took a boat over to Bristol's house, thoughts flying as fast as the wind that whipped through his locks. He was hoping to catch his lover at his place on a boat, but was truly enjoying the rare sight of the water. He imagined spending time with Artemis on this vessel, letting the seabirds wake them when the sun rose, spending a weekend on the white sands, just enjoying each other's company, letting the soothing waves rock the pair to sleep, curled up in one another's arms. He was headed to the place, his Heart in The Ocean. Andre imagined the smiling face of Artemis and let his head rest on the railing, a soft smile on his face. No matter how stormy the seas got for him, his heart of the ocean would always keep the black waters at bay.
Sorry I stole your gurl- The Friday Night Boys
Bristol was very drunk and sitting with Romi and Andre, who were also very drunk. However, Artemis had been making cracks at Romi, and was quickly pissing off the sibling nations. Suddenly he slung an arm around Andre and kissed the living daylights out of him. Andre pulled away and Artemis smirked at Romi "I'm sorry if I stole your girl…. I'm sort that She likes me more than she ever liked you! She never liked you! I'm sorry I'm sorry…" he grinned and pointed in random directions, a lustful gaze on his face, "On the bed…. On the floor…. In the other room when you were wondering where we were…" the Brit fell to the ground, passed out. Romania looked at Andre "He was calling you a girl." Andre looked scarlet. "Yeah, but he knows I'm not." Romania growled "Wait…You had sex in three rooms of my house?!"
My only shining star- DDR
Andre grinned as his bangs flopped in front of his face as his feet flew on the dance pads. He didn't spare a glance at Bristol, who seemed to be having more trouble. The arrows on difficult flew by rainbow perfect on Andre's half of the TV while green greats and an equal number of misses on Artemis'. The Brit sighed "You are the star at this…." Andre ignored him, too into the game of DDR.
Big City Dreams- nevershoutnever
Bristol and Andorra. Both are small time in the scheme of the world. Both want to be something better, something bigger. They dream to be recognized as important to the future of the world. Maybe it will take a year, maybe a hundred, but they will do it. They have big dreams, and maybe they can accomplish it together.
Sakura Blossom- Katamari Damacy
Andre pulled out sake and snacks from the picnic basket, chatting to Reggie next to him, who had his arm wrapped around his wife. Bristol was looking up in wonder at the swirls of pink petals falling, looking down at his sketchbook once in a while, and capturing the beauty. He was so enraptured in his work he never noticed Andre peeking his head behind him and blowing lightly on his neck. Bristol shivered and jumped , his head getting covered in the pink blossoms Jami had scooped up. "Beautiful!" Ukraine clapped, a smile on her face. Bristol glanced at the paper and took a few of the blossoms, pressing them into the page with the almost finished sketch. Andre took some tissue paper and placed the petals in. "This will press them between the pages." Artemis smiled at the other European and kissed him lightly. "Thanks." Jami took a bite of the fruit salad and grinned "This cherry blossom ting was alright after all, mon."
Celtic Fiddle- N/A
It was a cold winter night in the UK, and Andre and Artemis were curled next to one another in a blanket, neither really in a talking mood. The world seemed to be against the country-tans, not just the lovers, but everyone had been having a rough time lately. So it was best to enjoy the company when they could get it. The pair was sitting and listening to the quietness of nature and however faint, Scotland's fiddle, playing out a mournful tune that gradually gained in tempo. The pair looked to one another and smiled lightly, snuggling closer and nuzzling, listening to the rising hope in Scotland's song. The more frenzied reels somehow saying that things could, and would, get better.
Somewhere I belong- Linkin Park
Artemis never had somewhere he had truly felt he belonged. Everywhere seemed too sharp, too harsh and unforgiving. His UK siblings made bad parents and guardians, leaving him to his own devices. His poor memory and amnesia made keeping memories and people close. Someone that cared for him was rare. But he knew he had found a place to heal and feel what he had never felt when he woke up to see Andre clinging to him in sleep, hair tousled and mouth parted slightly his warm breath and heartbeat against Artemis' own.
<>iDing Ding Dong- Gunther
Bristol didn't know that when Andre was sleepy he got…frisky. But he learned that lesson fast. He came to Andre's house near three o' clock to find the Andorran slinking up to him, nothing more than a smirk on him. "I want you to be my love toy, Artemis." He purred, rubbing up against him, eyes a bit droopy, but more of a half lidded then a sleepy look. Bristol pouted as his lover slept next to him, wanting more of a snuggle buddy then a love toy once three on the nose hit and Andre had fallen asleep. The things one does for love.
I Gotta Feeling- Black Eyed Peas
Andorra rolled his eyes at the radio in the car, changing the channel "Honestly, this American music is such trash, this song is so overplayed." Bristol shrugged and kept driving "Well we are vacationing here, so the American trash is all there is… Besides, tonight IS gonna be a good night." Andorra smirked, "It better be. We got our money, and we are gonna spend it up." Artemis laughed as he pulled into the New York, New York. "Better not lose it all… otherwise how are we gonna get back?" Andre shrugged "I have Reggie as my back up plan."
Gold- Rotti Largo
Andre swore up and down that the shade of Artemis' hair was gold. It was, not blonde. Blonde was inconsistent, consistently. Artemis' hair shone in sun or in shade, in dark or light. It was always silky smooth and light to the touch. Andre loved to run the strands through his fingers, it made Andre's world go around, to touch and fluff the other's head. It made Andre's heart soar when one day Bristol asked him, "Why do you like my hair? I like yours much better, it's so much like fine silk." Andre smiled widely and kissed his head. "I think of you as precious… I worked and now I appreciate the 'gold' that you are."
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insertive-assertive In reply to kiarasan97 [2010-06-07 00:24:20 +0000 UTC]
I DID I LOVE REPO SO HARD.
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kiarasan97 In reply to insertive-assertive [2010-06-07 19:49:48 +0000 UTC]
THANK YOUUUUU. ANOTHER MEMBER OF THE COLLECTIVE.
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