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Okay, so the amazing me got a 3D game programming program and book |D

And, being so delightfully clever, I thought...

Hmm. There are no 2p!talia games.

And Hetalia games in English are so popular...

So...

Well...

LET'S MAKE ONE BROS.

C'MON IT'LL BE FUN!!

Okay, so here's the deal.

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I am getting together a group of 8 talented young peoples.

Writers, artists, all of ya.

I'm probably going to pick people I know I can work well with, also, since it's a team effort.

And digital artists are preferred, but not required!

If you're interested in helping me out, just drop me a comment, and a few links you believe show your talent in either fields mentioned above, or even both!!

We'll be designing a totally awesome 2p!talia game together, with me as your director. I'll designate jobs for you when we have an entire team.

DO NOT

Be discouraged because you don't draw digitally!

Be discouraged because you don't have too many watchers (BECAUSE THAT DOES NOT DEFINE TALENT)

Be discouraged because we may not know each other too well!

Flame/troll other artists because you think you're better than them! CUZ YOU AREN'T. Everyone is talented in their own way. SO CAN IT.

DO

Realize that I have not finished learning said program, so we're going in here together.

Realize that I will not be able to make a huge start on this project until around June

Realize that if I don't pick you, that does not make you not talented.

I AM CLOSING ENTRIES IN 48 HOURS

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A Town Called Hypocrisy .:Songfic:. Ciel x Reader
Can you take this broken boy And put the pieces back as one *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* He was quietly sitting at his mahogany desk, sipping his Earl Grey tea. He was lost in his own nightmares, what others would simply call memories. The young boy could still picture everything, as if it had just happened the day before. Hell, he could still hear the cracks of the consuming fire and the cries of terror he had uttered. He could even feel the strong heat hit his skin and the lung-burning smell if he 'thought' too long.The thirteen year old sighed, shaking his head to try and eliminate for a while the disturbing thoughts that had conquered h... Awesome.....? || Prussia x Shy!Reader".....And then I was like FIVE METERS OF AWESOMENESS!! ""What did she say, mon ami?""She screamed and ran away..."You couldn't help but smile as you eavesdropped on two of your classmates's lie of a conversation, as you "read" your book. Why a lie? Your happen to know that the loud-mouthed albino was with your best friend yesterday evening, cooking pancakes and waffles.You were smiling, but not only because of that little lie, but also because that last guy was actually right next to you, well, he was sitting on his desk, really. You forced yourself to turn your attention back to your story, but the thought of the gorgeous albino next to... Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader)
Good Guy, or Bad Guy? (England x Reader) Contest Entry~ "Shallow guys!!" you shouted as you violently hit one of the many country flag-printed pillows on your bed, anger boiling in your veins. "If I had a nickel for eve-- GAH!!"You punched your beloved, rectangle-shaped fluffy stress relief once more."Dude, sis, you okay?"You turned around to look at the newcomer, face torn in rage, but if fell and relaxed as you saw the look of worry in your pretend-sibling's eyes. Why pretend? Because, even though you weren't related, you considered yourselves as family."What happened?" he asked, risking a few steps in your direction."I'm not pretty eno... The Widower Pt 1 (Holmes n' England x Reader)
The Widower (Holmes x England x Reader) I sighed as I looked at this mess....... Papers and pictures scattered everywhere, red threads connecting different people, places and newspaper articles, all of them held together by red pins on an entire wall, dozens of files in messy piles tossed on his desk.... at least the windows are slightly opened and the curtains; pulled! He might be the most talented and impressive man in the detective force, but this was just so insane! What the bloody hell did he think when he started all of this? I-Is that my bunny?"This is just stupendous!"I turned around, startled. He was behind his desk, turning his b...
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BTTxDepressed!Reader: Prologue
OH WOW. OKAY, SO, IF YOU COME TO READ THIS, I PROMISE YOU THAT I IMPROVE ON WRITING CHAPTERS LATER ON IN THE STORY. I promise you. So if this idea is interesting to you but the writing is lack, please do carry on reading, because I assure you that chapters get ten times longer and are better written. c; And do feel free to leave comments on whatever part you're on, I still reply to them! Today was going to be another great day of school, you just knew it!You shoved another spoonful of cereal into your mouth, the thought of seeing all of your friends at school again made your heart leap with excitement. Squirming around in your seat, lost ... Mafia!RomanoxReader: A day out (Part 1)
Summary: Deciding to take a break for your normal North Italian life, you decide to go travel down south to see the sights. During your stay in Southern Italy, you run into what seems like a bit of trouble and get caught up in a situation that causes you to work with the Mafia. How are you going to get your clumsy self out of this one? That’s right you don’t haha suck it reader. I shouldn’t write a story now I’m in such a crack-fic mood ----- A day out Honkkk You jumped back quickly as a car narrowly misses you, hearing a cry of, “Watch it, you stupid puta!” as it drove away. Quick enough that you hadn’t the time to think back a retor...
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So Our House Is Full Of Anime Characters Chapter 1Disclaimer: I don’t own Hetalia, U.S.A. Skates, Dunkin’ Doughnuts, Game Stop, or CVS. If I did, I’d be rich, and wouldn’t need to make fan-fics.I do own the story itself, and the OC’s. (Well, kinda, they’re loosely based on me, and people I know…)Also, slight bad language.I’m Alyssa Beltrick, and if you’re reading this, then you’re in for one heck of a story. It started when I went home one night to the house I share with my two friends, and one of their dads. He had just gone on vacation, leaving us, three sixteen year-olds alone. For about two or three weeks. I had my wavy black hair in a ponytail, with my favorite orange T-shirt on. I ...

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Do You Believe in Magic? [Norway x Reader]
"Can I ask you a question?" a voice asked, which startled you.Turning around you came face to face with the usually quiet and emotionless Norwegian named Lukas. He brushed back a piece of his white-blonde bang, as he impatiently awaited your reply. His dull blue eyes held a twinkle of magic as always, as his gaze searched over your face."Didn't you just technically ask me a question?" you teased, as you leaned against a nearby cream wall."____, I am being serious." he scolded, his blue eyes glared at you."Alright, what is your question?" you questioned."Do you believe in magic?" he asked, a glint of hope flashed in his eyes."Do I believe i... Follow Me Down [2P!England x Reader]
You woke up on soft grass. You shakily supported yourself on your arms as you looked around at your surroundings. Trees of all sizes and colours lined the edge of the field you were one. You stood up on shaky legs and smoothed down your skirt. You cautiously made your way towards the forest. As you entered the strange forest you got the feeling you were being watched.Looking towards the sensation you saw a glowing pair of aqua eyes and a large toothy grin. The face disappeared in a blink and gave you even more of an unsettling feeling. You continued walking through the strange forests filled with glowing mushrooms and strange creatures.You... Piano Man [Austria x Reader]
It was around nine o'clock on a Saturday. You were busy preparing for the regular crowd that would shuffle into the small bar. You've been working here since you were nineteen, nothing about the place has changed. The owner had died a couple years ago and handed it over to his oldest son, Allistor.You have grown close to the Scotsman and the two of you became good friends. Said man was currently leaning against one of the walls of the tavern, puffing away on a smoke. You glanced towards the small old piano that was in the corner of the bar, the chair empty. You eagerly awaited for the man that was widely known as the Piano Man to come a... When September Ends [Canada x Reader]
You sat on the window sill of your bedroom, smiling up at the bright sky as the clouds painted pictures across the blue canvas. As you gazed, a soft knock came from the door and you turned your head towards the sound. The door creaked open to reveal a tall blonde man.You immediately jumped from the oak window sill and flung yourself at the tall man. A dark crimson blush tainted his pale face as he held you close to him. You pulled out of the hug and gazed up at him, his single curl lightly caressing your forehead. For a few moments the both you shared a longing stare into each other's eyes.He brought a hand to your cheek and caressed it w... It's Just Candy [Prussia x Reader]
You tried balancing the handful of grocery bags as you stumbled up to your front porch. Placing some of the bags on the ground you grabbed your keys out of your pocket and unlocked the ceramic door. You grabbed the bags that you had previously placed down. You used your foot to open the door, grabbing the keys with your teeth. Once inside your house, you kicked the door shut and walked over to the kitchen counter.You let out a sigh of relief as you placed the groceries down. You took the keys out from your clenched teeth and shoved them back into your pocket. You began to unpack the many green bags, placing the items in their designated sp... American Pie [America x Reader]
You were sitting at the baby grand piano, softly playing the ivory keys. Your fingers elegantly slid over the white keys playing a familiar tune. Roderich Edlerstein had been teaching you the song, which your dear friend Alfred kept close to his heart.It was late afternoon, and you were practicing the eight minute song to get it just right. You had been waiting for Alfred to finish up his Allied conference at Arthur's house. Arthur would invite you to the conferences in hopes of joining the alliance, but you had no business being in any alliances.At the current moment Alfred was your only way home, since your car broke down a couple days a...
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2p! Italy x Reader: Fix youFreezing rain pricked his skin, goosebumps appeared all across his uncovered arms. Magenta eyes glared daggers at the wet concrete that his feet carried him across. As he walked through the deserted streets, his heart began to feel heavy and he, himself, began to feel hollow. Every where he'd turned there she was. He saw her at every corner, at every turn of every street. She was always on his mind. Every inch held her gaze, her smile, her laugh, her everything imprinted, embedded into it. Her name was on the tip of his tongue. Teeth came down on his tongue, before he could utter her name, the one word that would break him. The one word th... Contest entry: 2p! Italy x Reader: Why not me?Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock... "Why not me?" He asked to no one in particular. Darkness covered every bit of his room apart from a sliver of moonlight that came from the slight opening of the curtains, and a candle melted to the nub. It's light was clinging for dear life, as was the man's sanity. "Why... not ... me?" Tick tock. Tick tock. "Don't you understand..." His nails suddenly resembled claws and he dug them into the antique wooden desk that lay before him. "I love you. I would do anything for you mi bella." Thoughts of her filled his mind, in every corner of it, there she was. She wa... Mafia Romano x Reader: Safe and SoundTears began to stream down my face, my whole body hurt. I looked at my arms and bit my lip to hold back the sobs. They were covered cuts and bruises. Blood matted hair stuck to my forehead and cheeks. My legs hurt, I could barely move them. I ran a hand over them, the bruises were becoming a deeper purple color. I stopped at my ankle and gasped in pain. It began to ache and throb, I began to wonder if it was broken. My scrambled thoughts of pain and terror wandered back to him. "Romano." I whispered his name without thinking and smiled. I winced as I tried to sit up against the wall, my side hurt so bad. I probably had a few broken ribs. I...

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Part of the Family (F.A.C.E. Family X Reader 1)You wandered around the playground, checking every place she could hide. "Mommy could be playing a game," You murmured, "We play hide and seek sometimes." As you bent down and looked in the fort, two almost identical faces popped out. You yelped and jumped back a few inches. "Sorry, did I scare you? Heroes aren't supposed to scare innocent pedeslians." The other boy chuckled softly. "It's pedestrians, Alfie." He shrugged and turned to you. "This is Mattie and I'm Alfred. We're twins." He chirped. "Who're you?" "I'm _______. Have you seen a lady that looks like me, but older?" They peeked outside the play castle, but the only other person t... Hetalia/Adventure Time ProlougeA man sighed and continued trudging around the forests of Ooo. Sure, there were some talking animals there, but it seemed devoid of life to him. "Why did he do it?" The man asked himself softly, for the millionth time since the Mushroom War. He decided to stop reminiscing of that time, to keep him from remembering. But his memories hardly obliged, rushing out of the back of his head. He remembered how lighthearted he once was, and how he considered himself a hero. Back then, he thought any problem could be solved with enough determination and some outlandish scheme. He remembered the person he used to be. And, as always, the images of his ...
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Rejection of the Last GoodbyeHarsh bristles tore at the ground, piercing red eyes glaring at the dirt that dared to avoid the broom. A cold breeze rustled the black head scarf weaved through his hair, almost ripping it from the child in a greedy attempt. Mumbles were heard underneath breaths, struggling to carry the oversized broom. Honestly, why did the damn music lover force him to do this ‘punishment’ with another broom instead of the one he always used? Growling, he pushed back a few stray bangs of dark auburn hair that tried to escape, wanting to just finish the job so he could go back inside and make pasta without the owner of the house finding out. Seriously, t... :thumb340371780: Cieli di Venezia Chapter 1 Part 1It was no small wonder that Feliciano loved to sing. His voice had a soothing and ethereal tone that teased his audience with sweet words, swaying with the music like it was his partner in a dance. Underneath the alternating lights, draping him in white spotlights and green and red lowlights, he felt like he was on top of the world. However, even as the lyrics to his first and second song flowed from his mouth like sweet honey, the singer felt far from the upbeat persona he was emitting. It hadn't been like that at first, he had started to sing with all of his being, but that was until...Until... he didn't see those eyes.His excited façade... HetaOni: Crossing the Clocks Ch 1Again and again the same result destroyed the Italian's carefully thought out plans. No matter what actions he took, he was always forced to use the journal to go back and try again. Gritting his teeth and falling to the ground, the journal dropped from his hand, opening to a random page. Clutching his hair, almost wanting to tear it out in frustration, he let out a cry of sorrow. Tears fled the safety of his eyelids, escaping to trail down flushed cheeks to freedom."Why?" he whimpered, head swimming. His head was already hurting, flashes of the loops before this one bombarding his mind. Images of all the other nations dead or dying flicke...
2P HetaXReader- ValentineSLAM. It was a lonely sound, a locker being smashed shut when nobody was around. You had hardened yourself to it by now, though. Your school was filled with jerks. The only half-decent person was the librarian, who gave you isolated reading time and unlimited access to the vending machine after school in exchange for placing all of the returned books onto their respective shelves. A heavy sigh escaped your lips and were about to turn away when something slipped from your locker."Happy Valentines, ragazza." a blonde chirped behind you. Leonardo. The ring leader of anybody who was anybody. So many people thought he was sweet, but you knew h...