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The Founders:Part 3:Gryffindor Godric, bold, and brave,

Anything he would do, for a friend's life to save,

The house of Gyffindor, red and gold,

The dilemma of a friend, his heart it would take hold,

Together, greatness did the friends achieve,

Until one by one, doubts about each other they all began to believe,

It pained Godric to see his friends go,

How this had happened he did not know,

The four each ran their house, ignoring the others, their once friends,

Godric watched, helpless, as their unity came to many ends,

He knew not what to do,

The only one who would still speak kindly all around, was Hufflepuff, loyal, and true,

Yet her heart was heavy and her t
The Founders: Part 2:Slytherin A chamber, secret, did he devise,

To slaughter the impure, should the need arise,

A basilisk it did contain,

Unknown to the other Founders it curiously remained,

Slytherin's house: silver and green,

Only to purebloods was it home, serene,

Slytherin, so power hungry,

He could not see he was writing his own tragedy,

His suspicion and distrust, did not mix with the others' openness,

An early life of dejection and hopelessness,

Made Slytherin vow to be, and only to teach the pureblooded, the best,

As far as he was concerned, death to all the rest,

Gyffindor, his best friend was, until,

To stay together the Founders lost the will,

A
The Founders: Part 1:Ravenclaw Rowena, wise, and cunning,

Her wisdom and grace were very becoming,

She took those who knew knowledge best,

Leaving, Godric, Helga, and Salazaar with the rest,

Exactly how much she knew, is anyone's guess,

But I'm sure she carried several libraries, in her head nonetheless,

Her house was adorned in black, and blue,

By her side a raven often flew,

One conversation with her, and your mind was bent in new ways,

What a Ravenclaw knows, you can not learn in a few days,

A powerful witch was she,

In love with Slytherin her knowledge thirst fell,

Slytherin, dark, and proud, no one needed he,

Yet Rowena was enraptured, by something more p
085. Spiral      The wind howled threateningly, shaking the tin roof on his small home. The heavy downpour thundered loudly on the tin, contrasting with the deep booms of thunder and the brilliant flashes of lightning that lit up his pitch black world for brief instances. The power had gone out a couple hours ago and candles flickered hauntingly on the kitchen table. Samuel poured himself a shot of whiskey, he'd seen and lived through tons of storms and plenty of tornado warnings, but this one felt different. He'd always known deep inside that he'd make it through the others, but this one… This one felt like his life was a chance in a gambling game
093. Give Up "Hey, Samuel, are you-" Alfred's words died in his throat as he spied his brother asleep in the floor with an empty moonshine bottle by his hand. Shutting the door quietly, he heard Samuel start to stir with a slurred mumble.
"Hey," Alfred said solemnly, waiting patiently for Samuel to notice his presence.
It was the 1920s and Alfred had driven down to the South to visit his brother and to ask if he knew anything about the thriving bootlegging business going on in his part of the country, but judging from Samuel's inebriated condition, he guessed that his question was pretty much answered.
Samuel gave him a tipsy grin, "Howdy, Al! How's it
Obsession: a Naruto fic Orochimaru stared at his parents' graves sadly and fought back the urge to cry.
The six year old genius silently told himself that true shinobi never displayed emotion. He turned around quickly, someone was coming.

"Orochimaru… What are you doing?" Tsunade asked quietly.

"Nothing," he answered, wishing that she would go away and leave him be.
Since his parents had died, he never had a moment to himself to think; it felt like people were always watching him. He didn't understand why and it bothered him. "No one ever liked me before and now that my parents are gone… They won't leave me alone. They pity me…" he thought angrily

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002. Love

by *Tsuyosa-10

Russia watched as the Baltic countries quietly skirted around him; it was like an intricate dance that they all partook in every moment that they were awake.
He kept them here because he didn't want to be alone; he couldn't stand it. Maybe if he was somewhere warm and happy, he could let them free, but in this desolate and freezing cold land that he called home; he craved company so much that it hurt.
That was why he forced them to live with him, and it was the reason that no matter how they wanted freedom; he would never willingly let them go.
He could tell by their skittish movements and their darting eyes that he terrified them, but at least he wasn't alone, da?
Granted, his makeshift family was structured more like servants with him as the master of the house, but he would get them to trust him in time. When everyone was one with Mother Russia, then no one would fight, or wish to be away from him.
They would adore him and be proud to be friends or family of his, da? Just like the way Lithuania longed to be back with his friend, that loudmouthed American; in time, the nations would long for him that way. The love he craved was not romantic, no, it was a simple need to be wanted, and for others to enjoy being around him.
Taking a sip of vodka, he nodded to himself; for now, he was content with their fear, after all, it took friends awhile to fully trust each other, da? Once their trust was earned, they would love him and would be proud to become one with Mother Russia; they would be so happy they were a part of his family.
Soon he would even have America begging to be his friend, but for now, he would settle for fear and work his way into their minds and wishes…
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*hiding in America's bomb shelter*
Oh man, oh man, this is my shortest fic and also the one that scares me the most out of my Russia stories... D:
I have managed to creep myself out... 0.o
In case it didn't show in my rambling/descriptive text, Russia wants people to love to be around him; he's longing to be adored and wanted, I guess?

This turned out so creepy, but yet sad...
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~chibimaker Sep 13, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Awwwwww...Ivan. ; . ;

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*Tsuyosa-10 Sep 19, 2010  Student Writer
He can be so cute, yet so scary! D:

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~animeyaoi888 Aug 10, 2010
POOrest RUSSIA! dont worry russia ill b ur frend!

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If you're nice to me, I'll be nice to you. Simple as that."

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*Tsuyosa-10 Aug 12, 2010  Student Writer
:icondancingrussiaplz: :iconsaysplz: Thanks, da! :D

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~animeyaoi888 Aug 12, 2010
ur welcomez russia lol

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If you're nice to me, I'll be nice to you. Simple as that."

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~Kanako-Bara Aug 2, 2010
Aaw... poor Russia! *hugz him*

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*Tsuyosa-10 Aug 3, 2010  Student Writer
I know, I'm so mean to him! :(
I'm going to try to write a happy Russia fic soon though, to make up for it! :)

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Mood: Love ~Vercatosso Aug 2, 2010
Beautifully creepy. Fantastically creepy. Amazingly creepy.

This fits Russia perfectly.

Love it!
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*Tsuyosa-10 Aug 2, 2010  Student Writer
Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it! :D

I enjoyed writing it, even if it did creep me out a bit. ^^;

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~HidanGod Aug 1, 2010  Hobbyist Writer
D': It didn't scare me~~....just made me really ache for him, poor guy. ;W;

THANK YOU for not making this be about romantic love. I was reluctant to click on this 'cause I thought It'd be Yaoi...I glanced through it and to my surprise it was wonderful. :D )

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034. Stars "What do you think you are playing at? This is foolishness!"

North Korea sighed and looked up at China from his cup of tea, it had grown cold long ago, but he still found it more engaging than the current conversation, "What were you saying?"

Sighing in irritation, China narrowed his eyes at him, "Listen when others speak to you! When did you become so disrespectful?"

A chuckle escaped his lips at that, "When did you cease to be my ally, hyung?"

China frowned at him from across the table, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me, or has the sun set so low on you already?"
He smirked in satisfaction at the red that tinged China's cheeks at that statem034. Stars by *Tsuyosa-10
026. Tears America could feel the tears sliding down in his face, but he didn't feel heroic enough to try to hold them in.
It was 10 o'clock on the 4th of July, he was in a bedroom, exhaustedly watching over Arthur Kirkland; his father figure of sorts.
"Iggy…I'm sorry," the young nation managed to say, his last word dissolving into a choked sob.

He had never meant to hurt England, but the fact that the nation had chosen this day to drink himself into such a state…proved that he had.
France had called him hours ago to let him know that he had brought England home from his pub-hopping spree and had put the unconscious nation to bed. He'd got026. Tears by *Tsuyosa-10
001 Introduction "Hi! I'm the United States of America; it's nice to be here!" Alfred declared to the other countries in a loud, but friendly tone. It was his first World Summit as an independent nation and he was bursting with excitement; he was sure that together, they could do whatever heroic things were needed to help the Earth.
Smiling around the room at everyone, he happily took his seat; scanning the last few faces…his smile nearly faltered…England was here.
Well, what had he expected? England was a world power, wasn't he?
Quickly looking away from his former caretaker, he tried not to fidget in his seat, or let his face betray any sort of001 Introduction by *Tsuyosa-10
004. Dark America threw his arm over his eyes, his room was completely pitch black, but his head was pounding and it was reflexive to block out light; even if it wasn't there.
He felt terrible, numb, not a spark of his usual cheery optimism was left.
His body was so thin that you could clearly see his ribs; he felt the same hopeless hunger pains that the rest of his people were feeling. The worst part of it was not knowing when things would get better…if they would get better. A bitter sob escaped him, this was all so dark and terrible; how had this happened? The other countries were blaming him for their nations being in the same state, but how004. Dark by *Tsuyosa-10
003 Light America woke up to the sound of loud knocking at his door; the sun was shining in through the open drapes, it was well after 11 o'clock.
Blinking sleepily, still not fully aware that he should get up and answer the door; he smiled, things had gotten a lot better recently and he was feeling better, more like his usual self. The economy was picking up again and everyone was putting food on their tables once more; the last two weeks hadn't been without their trying times…he'd woken up very hung over on a few days, the numb emptiness had clung to him on those days, but it was fading as quickly as it had came. He felt that soon he'd be back 003 Light by *Tsuyosa-10
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