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Okie dokie ...

About 6 months ago, I started dating this super cute, nice, amazing, funny, charming guy named Devin. I thought he was so cute and handsome and jus awesome...
So I told my friend ...

And she told him that he should date me ...

So he gave me a chance :,)

we started dating around Valentine's Day and had our first dinner date on Valentine's day :) and our  first kiss ^///^

I knew he was going into the Navy but I honestly didn't think that we would be together for a long time ... I thought that we would last for a month, tops. I was wrong.

As the days went by, he held my hand, brought me presents, and showed up unexpectedly at school when he was sick just to see me :) It was the best and he made me feel like the only one in the world.

I kept telling my parents how awesome he was ... then one day they asked me something that I hadn't thought about ... "What are you going to do when he leaves for the Navy?" ... I was at a blank.

I knew he was going, yeah, but we never talked about us if we made it that far ... I was a little scared to ask about it ... I didn't want him thinking I was jumping into anything ... so I left it alone.

Then came time for Gradbash! We were both seniors so I spent the day at his house before we left ... We were at Subway when he brought it up ... "We need to talk about when I leave ..."

And we did and came up with some scenarios and thought it would be best if we broke up when he left. It seemed smart and reasonable and I thought I could handle it. No boy had ever broken my heart before, so why not?

The conversation continued when we went back to his house ... his head was in my lap when he looked me dead in the eyes and said, "I love you ... Really ... and I don't wanna hurt you. If you want to leave now, you can. I don't wanna be a dick and break your heart."

I told him that I loved him too.
And I truly did.
So I stayed with him.

Before school ended, I was nominated for an ROTC scholarship at University of Arizona. I received the scholarship on July 4th. He was so happy and proud of me. 

Time went on, we played, laughed, wrestled, and everything ... we went on dates and cherished each other ... we went on vacation together ... It was amazing.

My birthday came. August 1st and he wanted to spend the day with me ... my parents let him sleep over :) He gave me a card that I still cherish ... It says:

Dear (my real name),

You mean so much to me. I wish I could take you with me , you have made me such a better person since I've been with you. Even though it's only been six months, it's been the best six months. I'm not very good at writing sentiments or picking out cards ... So I got this one that says you're 18! I'm sure you already know that. What this card doesn't say is the way I feel about you. Happy 18th Birthday Babe!!
~Love Devin

It made my heart swell knowing how much he cared about me ...
But time was already out ...
He had to leave August 5 ... so we had a party for him on the 3rd. I spent the night with him again.

Each time we spent the night, we were always curled up next to each other ... happy to be together.

On the 4th, he had to leave for the hotel ... but I couldn't go with him. We spent the day together; went to school to say our goodbyes and thank yous, got Dunkin Doughnuts, kissed and hugged some more.

And at 1:20pm he had to take me home. I was crying as he drove me to my house. He escorted me into my empty house ... My dad was at work and my mom was with my siblings at a doctor's office in Tampa.

As soon as we were inside, I turned around, buried my head against his chest as I sobbed. He held me for a while as I started to calm down ... then he made me look up at him ...

The look on his face as he saw what him leaving did to me ... he looked like a kicked puppy ... That face was awful ... He kept making it as he kissed me again and again. Trying to comfort me as best he could.

We kept telling each other over and over again 'I love you' 'I miss you' 'I'm gonna miss you' .... then we parted ...

I walked him to my front door.
The door was still open as he hugged me one last time and whispered "Goodbye"...
I said "Goodbye" back, tears still coming down hard.
He turned and walked halfway down the entry walk before turning around and saying 'I love you ...'


That was the last thing he told me before turning around and getting into his car and driving away.

I closed the door and sobbed so hard after he left. I miss him so much!

We never argued or fought or anything!
we are young and haven't had much experience in life but in this relationship that we had, we loved each other.

It was closest either of us had ever come to.
We still do.

I'm still crying today ... I miss him so much ... I just keep expecting him to come down the rode in his car saying "Hey beeb! What's wrong?"

I want him to show up and hug me ... telling me that everything will be okay ...


We both feel that if our relationship is meant to be, then it will be. We still plan on keeping in touch ... but not dating ...

It's the possibility that we might end up together again makes me unable to move on from the relationship. I'm not forgetting him. I'm not forgetting the past 6 months we spent together because those were the best days of my life!

I can't picture myself with anyone else ... just him ...
Yet, people say that me going to Arizona might lead to me meeting Mr. Right ...
But I don't think that's right.
I love Devin.
I can't move on anytime soon ...

We plan on meeting up together this Christmas ... and hopefully see what's going to happen from there.


I miss my baby.
I love him.
And he's gone.
I just want him to come home. :,(


Pixect-20140801142319 by SamanthaAnnaSnow          



My Babe and I <3

any comments on what u all recommend I do is greatly appreciated.
I just need some help is all ...
  • Mood: Miserable
Alright so I've been on DA for 2 years now and I'm wondering ... Should I put a real pic of me for my profile pic?

I feel like I should but I don't know. Leave a comment if you would like it or not ... or give me a llama if you would like me to ... or not :p

Also ... Have a question to ask the people who read my America X Reader series ...

What would you guys like to see in the story?

Seriously, whatever you think would make it better, you can either leave a comment or if you want to send a note out of privacy feel free.

It can be anything from lemons, to kidnap/ rescue, to Captain America being involved in some way shape or form XP
Whatever you want to see in it let me know :)

Hope you all are having the best day ever!

Don't forget ... do as much as you can today. You never know what tomorrow will bring you <3
  • Mood: Enjoying The Show
  • Listening to: My parents trying to figure out 6th grade math XD
  • Reading: DA
  • Watching: parents hold up 8th strips of paper
  • Drinking: Pepsi
Alfred drove down many twists and turns through dark, narrow neighborhoods. You weren’t exactly in the ghetto but you definitely were not anywhere near a highly populated area.

The area looked like it was in the middle of the desert, with few variations of vegetation here and there. You and Alfred had been driving for a while now … in the dark. It felt like the darkness had entrapped both of you as you traveled into the unknown.
The space between both of you was warm and comforting, yet had a hint of uneasiness. Alfred seemed tense but played it off every now and then by blasting the speakers when a good song came on. He would shoot you his cheerful grin, flashing his teeth in the dimly lit car. You would softly smile back, admitting to yourself that this was both relaxing and fun.

You never thought that you would ever be doing this … Dressing in a short dress, going to a party while your parents were away, and trusting your step-brother with all your heart that nothing would go wrong. It all seemed so … unlike you, yet … at the same time, this was familiar.

Like this wasn’t unusual … This fit in your life. You smiled at this thought.
I agree … Being with Alfred feels right and safe … ,' you thought with absolute certainty.

You slowly began to close your lids, confident that Alfred would wake you at the destination.



I could see out of the corner of my eyes that [y/n] was peacefully falling asleep. Her [e/c] orbs were soon hidden behind the shield of her eyelids … her skin glowed from the car’s interior lights. It had been a long day and she was probably tired. I changed the station as I weaved around another dirt paved corner.
Ha … The boonies don’t change a bit,’ I thought.

I had been in these parts quite a lot since Mathias had bought an old house for his “secret parties” … 'Yeah, the ones filled with pot, alcohol, and tons of bimbos looking for a good time,' He thought.

He remembered, with a tinge of guilt, how after [y/n] would pass, he would go out in a dazed depression. Sucking in everything bad and deteriorating, he was determined to loosed himself ... to follow her. Alfred knew though, because he was a nation incarnate, that nothing would destroy him ... except perhaps, the apocolypse of his country. This fact of which he also painfully knew would never come true.

Doomed to be away from her forever ... Always waiting for her to return to him one day. He would never know when or where, but she returned ... Teasing him, taunting him, making every day more painful than the other. Now, because they were technically "siblings", he couldn't even touch her. The fact burned a hole in his mind.

He wished he could just tell [y/n] the whole story. Everything. Have her believe him and continue their beautiful life together where the last one left off ... 'But, [y/n] would never believe me ...,' he thought mournfully.

He gazed over at her. Sighing, he smiled. Thankful just to be with her was always what made him relax. Alfred knew she was going to be gone soon ... But, not now. Not tonight. 'She always passed wishing she could have seen more ... experienced more. Well, now I will make sure she does. I can at least promise her that much,' Alfred thought with fierced determination.

Then, all too soon, he realized that he was then coming up toward his destination. Mathias' house. One he had owned at Alfred's country for centuries now, that he repeatedly used to gather all bad things into one area just for Alfred when "those times" had come all too soon. However, Mathias always had a bad habit of inviting random people. People who would then take the idea of such a party and spread it across his country. His pain fed and indulged those who felt the same as him in one way or another.

Alfred had turned off the car and leanded toward you … His eyes glossed over and stared at your sleeping figure. You were so beautiful he could barely contain himself with just happiness alone at how he had you in his grasp. How you were here with him right now. He wanted to be in a relationship, even though it led to heartbreak every single time, he still wanted to date you, have fun with you just like in the past … Just like every other time. What he would give for time to freeze moments like these ... to let them linger longer than any classification of time; so he drank every single second of it, like a wanderer in the desert who found his first spring.

He slowly leaned over the armrest and kissed your forehead lovingly, wondering what could possibly grace your dreams. ‘Better not wake her. She looks exhausted,’ Alfred thought. He sighed in lonliness. He was hopelessly in love and yet he could never completely satisfy the hunger. He opened and closed the car door with the greatest of care, not wanting to wake his love ... and his sister.


~Time skip~!


When you woke up, there was a sheen of sweat on your face and body. You, at first, were panicked. Who wouldn't? You were in a strange place, in a car, at night ... With no one there with you.

Then, the events came running back to you. You were with Alfred! Going to a party! And he's ... not here ...? You stretched yourself out a bit before unbuckling and exiting the vehicle. But what you had seen, was definitly not what you had expected.

The place was like something out of an 1800s period film. The house looked more like a hotel. It was an 1800 plantation style mansion! The Southern white pillars held up the roof that was on top of the porch. The trimming around the edges of the roof were beautiful and intricate creating elegance in the house’s design. Shutters bordered the windows and three chimneys dotted the roof. The brick created a rustic feel as it made up the siding. It felt so homey and didn’t seem like the type of place to have a “wicked party”.

The way you pictured it in your mind was a run-down shack in the middle of the *boonies. 'Maybe this will be fun ...,' you grinned widely. You began to make your way up to the front door when you saw a bunch of people going to the side of the house toward the backyard. 'There aren't any other houses close enough for them to be going anywhere other than here,' you thought.

You made your way over, following the people who entered the wooden fence gate with ease. There was a wall of barren trees cascading over the entire left side, giving you an ominous feeling about where you were heading. You had never been to a party before but had always thought the idea was entertaining ... yet here you were!

The music blasted, encasing and swallowing your whole being, allowing your insides to quiver in time with the beat. Dubstep rang out, but everyone was dressed either like you or in flannel and cowboy boots. 'Can't judge a book by its cover, as always,' you smiled softly at the thought.

The creepy trees that lined the west side of the mansion continued, edging around the back and the east side of the yard behind the wooden fence. It was odd, but you soon dismissed the thought and began to slowly sway with the music for a couple seconds before seeing a couple dancing, swaying with the rhythm. 'Alfred!' you thought.

'I better find him before he either leaves without me or something bad happens ... this is still suppose to be a 'wild party',' you thought to yourself as you scanned the yard. Thankfully you saw him laughing with a group of guys on the opposite side, being boistorous and smiling with a beer bottle in one hand and fist pumping with the other. You giggled.

'He always has so much fun ... either that or he's high ...,' you thought mildly as you began to make your way over to him. However, the crowd of people blocking your way caused you to veer toward the side of the house where some people smoked or were drinking way too much.

As you passed a group of guys wearing red flannel shirts, one of them made eye-contact and smirked, winking at you. You shuddered and tried brushing it off. That guy was way too old for you ... you were [y/a] years old! He was probably 40 or even 50 tops! You tried to continue on your way but then the man roughly grabbed your wrist and turned you to face him.

What the heck is wrong with this guy? Then it hit you, a strong and bitter wave of alcohol flung itself into your face. The scent was nauseating and you knew that this could only mean bad news. His grip tightened as you tried to slowly pull away, hoping his rate of intoxication was high enough that he would be too drunk to notice you get away.

Why did I agree to go with Alfred to this place? Why is Alfred even here?,’ you thought a little concern edging the rim of your thoughts. Alfred wasn’t that far away, but you believed you could handle something like this. The man started slurring and dragging you closer to him.

“Hheeeyyy~ Prettyyy laaddyyyy~ How about you  have sooomee funnn with meee~?” He acted like he was trying to pick up someone a lot older instead of a [y/a]-year-old. You thought calmly for a minute. “I’m sorry I’m actually seeing someone right now so I really can’t,” you responded softly and quietly, like you were talking to a scared small child. With that, he instantaneously tightened his grip further and yelled furiously, “YOU CAN DUMP A GUUY LIIKE ‘IM!! IMMA WAAAAY BETTTER!! YOU THINK I’ M NOT GOOD ENNOUUGGHH DDOONNN’TTT YOU?!?!?!” You tried to calm him down and shush him a little but he wouldn’t seem to listen as he began thrashing you around like a rag doll. Using hand and arm gestures as he slurred a speech you couldn’t even comprehend, he threw you to the right then the left and then threw you down on to the floor. You were sure something had popped out of place … Your arm felt so uncomfortable right now.

You noticed that a lot of people were looking at you right now … That was when you noticed how the sky had looked to your eyes. It’s look of an abysmal inky night was alluring yet, frightening. You never knew why at this point would you choose to admire the sky but it just seemed so noticeable … The jewels embedded in the blue tinted sheet above your head added to its beauty. Never had you thought a sky could be so beautiful … Then, you felt yourself fading out … The world seemed hazy and dull. Then you started to see clearer again but, this time you weren’t at someone’s house, there was no party, there was no rotting stench of alcohol. There was a beautiful, elegant, ivory room. There was a colossal bed positioned at the center of the back wall, dressed in white and ivory with intricate patterns among the sheets. Its posts looked gilded and sparkling as the muslin twirled around and danced with the beams and posts. You looked around and noticed to your left there was a wall sized window overlooking on of the most beautiful rivers you had ever seen. It glistened like one big crystal in the glorious moonlight.

Then you noticed the calm breeze, everything seemed so peaceful, and the sky … It looked exactly like it had at the party. ‘Where am I?’ you thought. You adored being here but this wasn’t home and you couldn’t stay trapped in a fantasy land. To be honest, the real reason you didn’t want to stay was because Alfred wasn’t there.

You looked around and noticed some figures in the bed. Curious and not knowing what else to do or how to even get home, you slowly shifted your feet on the cool tile, trying not to be boisterous in movement. You eased your gaze on to the bed and were shocked at what you found.


There …


In the bed …


Was Alfred …

And you.


What … ? … Why …?’ you thought, confused at what you were seeing. Alfred stirred in his sleep, his wispy blond hair tousled as he tightened his embrace around you. You eased into his chest and cuddled closer together.

This looked so wrong and you (logically) knew it was … However the feeling and moment captured in your gaze at that time, were just right. It was meant to be and blissful in the feeling surrounding the room. You yearned and longed for this. You wanted to cry, this moment was so beautiful and you wanted it to be the truth. You wanted this to be your reality …

Then you felt something hard and cold slam itself into your cheek. It threw you back against a scratchy, cold, hard surface and out of the dream. You winced from the remaining pain and eased open your eyes.  You were on the ground at the foot of a concrete wall … The man stood over you and picked you up by your upper arms, holding you in the manner of a giant textbook, then set you on the ground roughly, still keeping one hand tightly wrapped around your right bicep. Still dizzy, you drowsily looked up at your aggressor only to notice that his other hand was in a fist. He stretched it back and snapped it forward into your cheek, knocking you out instantaneously with no recollection whatsoever.

Darkness engulfed your mind and you allowed it to … As you sank deeper into the blackest corner of your mind, a vague voice that you remembered, rang in the air “Don’t you touch her!” …So far away, it echoed and rebounded off the walls of your mind, surrounding your subconscious. It was warm as honey yet anger coated its tone … You knew it to be soft and gentle so for it to sound like this was different. Who was it? … Why is he mad? Why do you sound so familiar …?

The voice hung in the air as you tried desperately to remember it, only to fail and slowly slip away.



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“DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH HER!” I shouted at that bastard! How dare he touch her! I don’t know why Mathias decided to invite people he didn’t know to his party but he will pay for it later. Right now, my damsel, my sister, my wife, my lover, my heart, my entire being was in his grasp, in trouble and in pain. I saw her lay on the ground, whimpering and shivering. Then, her shivering slowly stilled as she lay crumpled on the ground ... broken.

My heart tore at the sight … I wanted to pick her up and hold with the utmost care, treat her like the delicate flower that she was. But still, this view just fueled my anger even more as I charged at the sick son of Satan before my eyes.

I casually walked over to him, holding in all of my anger as I spat lacing every single word with malice, “You. Are going to regret coming here tonight.”

When I reached his space, I threw my hands at his collar, tossed him in the air, then slammed him back into the dirt.  I immediately picked him up again and began pounding my fist into his face and body. The anger that ravaged my body wanted him dead … To hurt her was disgusting. It made me sick and malicious as I began throwing more and more punches at the man.

Someone behind me decided I was done though. I felt wild like an animal and began to turn on whoever had grabbed me from behind but … they were strong … Meaning one out of many options as to who took  me away from the target of my rage.

Russia.

That bastard. How dare he interfere! I began shouting profanities at the huddled mass of pathetic in the middle of the yard and at Russia, demanding he put me down and so I could kill the son of a bitch. I struggled for a bit however, since I used most of my strength to try eliminating that thing, I couldn’t twist out of his grasp. He took me into that decrepit house and shoved me into a cramped space and flicked on the light, it was a bathroom.  He then forcefully turned me to face the mirror and I stared into the glass, my hair disheveled began taking on highlights of brunette and my eyes were a sickening mixture of light blue and blood red ….



Oh God no …
.:America X Reader:. Remember Our Love? ~ Part 5
SORRY!!!! I KNOW!

'GONE FOREVER AND SUDDENLY YOU SHOW UP WITH THIS?!?!'

I get it. I'm sorry TT^TT

But I got a LOT of comments to continue this and its finally up!

Here ya go luvs! <3

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Part 1: [link]

Part 2: [link]

Part 3: [link]

Part 4: samanthaannasnow.deviantart.co…


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Samantha Snow
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
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Let's see .... I LOVE Hetalia (but who doesn't?) ;) I love to write and hope to publish my own book one day. I am trying my best to create awesome reader inserts for you fabulous folks out there who loveHetalia as much as I do.

I also draw various things but I'm not as good as others ... T.T I will try to upload stuff but i may not get to it so if i dont ever get to that, I do apologize.

But my main love is AMERICA from Hetalia!!! XD I love him soo much!! But thats just me being a very weird fangirl ... :)

I am very patriotic and LOVE my country! I am hoping to join the military when I leave high school. If i dont find anything interesting in the military to do as a career (which i highly doubt ... its the military! ^^) i hope to go to college to become either a politician(cuz the government is fucked up right now!!) or an engineer (thats how we can help the economy [there are more engineers=factories in China ...thats why all the work is there] and there is a lot of money in that as well [dont normally care about money but that is just a bonus])

My goal as a politician is to become the First Hispanic Female President of the United States!!!!! XD

((Fun fact: I am actually half pure blood (at least to my knowledge) Puerto Rican and half pure blood (this i know for a fact) Czechoslovakian ^^ if u wanna hear the story which almost weirds me out just message me i dont wanna explain it on hear ... cause its not really about me ... i guess ??))

ANYWAY!
I also love Love LOVE Cry (aka ChaoticMonkey) if you do not know who he is click here and embrace his freaking awesomeness!!
I also like Pewdiepie too!! <3

Umm ... I really love scary movies (and before you guys ask, NO i do not act like America and scream my butt off when there is nothing on the screen) but sadly i only like the really REALLY scary stuff ... like i wanna see something so scary that i am gonna be afraid to go to bed that night because im scared that the monster is in my closet .... I like those kinds of scary movies but NOTHING recently has been that scary ... just gory and boring for my taste .... and sometimes funny .... ugh .. MAKE A SCARY MOVIE PEOPLE!!!! NOT THAT HARD!!!
*sigh* Sorry bout that ...

My favorite food is a tie between Fettucine Alfredo and good old fashioned American cheeseburgers AHAHA~~!!! XDD

I love LOVE dessert!!! ((especially chocolate!!))

Lets see .... um ... I love history (HETALIA AHAHA~~!!) but it is my favorite subject ... its because of this subject that i am re-thinking my political career for that of a history college professor ^^

I do not play videogames ... sadly ... I have tried to in the past but for some reason i cant use the controler right -.- so i resort to watching my older brother play his games ... which is very entertaining at times XD

OH! I have a gorgeous family! My original parents are divorced. I dont get along too well with my birth-mom (too many things to say that i dont want to talk about -.-) but i am a HUGE daddy's girl. Literally my dad is my world. I have a little brother and i dont like him either. So of my direct blood family (not including aunts uncles grandparents etc) the only person i like is my daddy ... this is pretty sad. BUT!! 3 years ago my dad joined eHarmony (yes this is an eHarmony story sorry but this really happened) and i just looked at him with a 'WTF?!' face cause he never does stuff like this ... But thats how he met my wonderful loving step-momma Michelle. She had two kids of her own of whom i consider my real siblings (more than my blood brother). One is older than me by 9 months and he is an awesome big brother! Very cool, popular, and athletic. And the other is my little sister who is so cute but she can have a b**** streak when she wants to ... *shudders* but she is for the most part a genuine sweetheart ^^ she is 11. And the most recent member of the family is my baby brother Gabe who has just turned 2. He is the strongest ... scariest ... most fearless child ... ever ... and i am being dead serious ... its scary .... =.= ...... but he is such a cutie!!!!!! XDDD

My little blood related brother decided to move up North to be with our real mom (THANK YOU LORD!) [there is also a depressing story behind this as well] so now our houseshold consists of my older bro, me, my lil sis, baby Gabe, my mommy, and my daddy XDDD I could seriously never could've asked for a better family~~!! So yeah ... just letting eveyone know ... I am a bitch when it comes to my family ... i like to brag about them and stuff ... like, ever see those insanely family oriented dads who boast and squeal about their children at work every day? ( example: Hughes from Full Metal Alchemist) I am exactly like that when I am talking about my family ... ^^" hehe sorry ....

Now I can't think of anything else to say about myself ^^"

:iconheroamerica1plz::iconheroamerica2plz::iconheroamerica3plz::iconheroamerica4plz::iconrussia1plz::iconrussia2plz::iconrussia3plz: {I am just sayin, if Russia
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Results of What Does the Hetalia Crew Think of You?


POSITIVE TRAITS


Obliging

Tolerant

Hardworking

Optimistic

Generous

Honest


NEGATIVE TRAITS


Obstinate

Vulnerable

Gullible

Hesitant

Naïve

Materialistic


Possible Boyfriends: Italy, Switzerland, Germany

Best Male Friend: Lithuania

Best Female Friends: Liechtenstein, Hungary

Enemies: Russia, France, England


Sweet and encouraging, people find your friendliness very attractive. You are also fiercely loyal and this can lead you to being stubborn. Often, you need to watch out for people that might take advantage of you, but you usually make enough good friends to keep yourself safe and happy! Your friends recognize your vulnerability and don’t hesitate to support and protect you. Luckily, you make friends easily; your generous spirit inspires them to stay by your side, always. People are attracted to your magnanimous kindness.


What do the Hetalia characters think of you?


Axis Powers


Italy: I love her, ve~! She is the most wonderful girl I have ever met and it makes me want to keep her all to myself! I always feel comfortable and loved when I’m with her. She’s so affectionate~! Heh, if Germany really wants her, he’ll have to compete with this Italian charm, ve~! Ahahaha!


Germany: There is something rather nice about her. She isn’t the smartest or the bravest, but she doesn’t need to be. It is difficult for me to admit this, but I find that she is beautiful inside and out. There is no one as charming and intimate as her. I don’t care what anyone thinks because if she wanted me, I would be by her side always. And Italy can stop being such a dummkopf about my affections for her!


Japan: Ahh, she is kindly! She treats me very hospitably when I see her.


Allied Powers


America: Dude, you could not meet a nicer girl ‘cause she is super nice! She’s like the hero of niceness! Don’t let England tell you anything mean about her though! Y’know, he got into it with her one day over the Epic Hero and she told him to stop being rude to yours truly and refused to back down, so he got pretty angry! He’s extremely critical of her.


England: Annoying git. She’s too nice. And she is way too stubborn. What a pillock. Needless to say, getting along with her isn’t exactly my cup of tea. We have conflicting personalities no thanks to her strange attitude. Don’t get me wrong, I like nice people and I don’t always dislike determination, but I find her gullibility and vulnerability despicable.


France: Usually I’ll settle for disagreeing with both America and England, but I find that I must agree with l’Angleterre this time; her meekness is rather obnoxious. The last time she argued with England, I felt obliged to step in and help him because she just wouldn’t let it go.


China: Such a sweet young lady! I enjoy her presence, though, her obstinacy can be a little over the top!


Russia: An interesting creature. The last time I demanded she become one with me, she refused quietly. When I asked again, she still refused. It is strange. No matter how many times I ask, she always refuses. A stubborn girl. I will break her eventually.


North America


Canada: E-eh? Oh! She is r-really nice! Sometimes we hang out when we both have time off. She’s okay with listening to my problems and helping me out with them, and she actually notices me!


Cuba: Cute girl; she radiates goodness and purity, with a childlike stubbornness. I like her a lot.


Central Europe



Austria: Well, she is very nice, but maybe too vulnerable. Honestly, she reminds me of myself when I was younger and that simply must be what endears her to Switzerland. Something I don’t understand, by the way, is her relationship with him. I think he likes her more than he should.


Hungary: A total sweetie-pie! She makes me smile. No one had better take advantage of her, ever, unless they want to face my wrath.


Prussia: Man, that girl is way too nice to hang out with the Awesome Me! I wouldn’t want to, y’know, corrupt or defile her or anything. And I’d probably hurt her feelings accidentally and I wouldn’t want that! Hungary would beat me up if I ever hurt her feelings!


Liechtenstein: That’s my sweet big sister! She’s always right there for me when I need her. We talk a lot when Switzi isn’t around and she keeps me company. Sometimes she goes out on “dates” with Switzi, but she always brings me back a treat! Oh! And she loves the dress I made for her!


Switzerland: Yes, w-well, um… *blushes* …she is just a very nice girl that I happen to like spending time with. So what if we spend a lot of time together? It doesn’t mean anything serious—well—not really! I don’t understand why people make such a big deal out of it. So what if I like her? Just leave me alone! Oh, and if there’s someone else who wants her, they can get bent because I saw her first!


Poland: She’s like, totally cool! We rode ponies together one time and it was, like, so, like sweet!


Eastern Europe


Belarus: Bah. I hate nice people.


Estonia: Good girl, excellent manners, pure heart; you don’t find many people like her anymore.


Latvia: She is like a sister to me! She’s really nice to us Baltic States!


Lithuania: W-w-wow! She makes my heart race! Every time I escort her, she’s always so kind to me. She sympathizes with my problems with Russia and knows how to make me smile. Every time I see her, I feel like I can bear a bit more or maybe even become a little stronger. We’re the best of friends.


Ukraine: W-well, I heard that she’s r-really nice, but R-Russia won’t let me get near her! D-do you think she would want to be my friend?


Mediterranean Europe


Romano: Bad things always happen to nice people. Which is too bad, especially in her case.


Spain: Ah, yes; we are kindred spirits! She is so mild-tempered and kind that I am always attracted to her. I wish I saw more of her because she is such a sweet girl! I think being around someone like her would soften Romano up as well.



Never ... in my wildest dreams ... would i think that Switzerland would be a good match ..... BUT THIS IS ME TO THE DOT!!!!

..... I am upset that England hates me though ...... WAH~~!!!!! TT^TT
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Interests
Okie dokie ...

About 6 months ago, I started dating this super cute, nice, amazing, funny, charming guy named Devin. I thought he was so cute and handsome and jus awesome...
So I told my friend ...

And she told him that he should date me ...

So he gave me a chance :,)

we started dating around Valentine's Day and had our first dinner date on Valentine's day :) and our  first kiss ^///^

I knew he was going into the Navy but I honestly didn't think that we would be together for a long time ... I thought that we would last for a month, tops. I was wrong.

As the days went by, he held my hand, brought me presents, and showed up unexpectedly at school when he was sick just to see me :) It was the best and he made me feel like the only one in the world.

I kept telling my parents how awesome he was ... then one day they asked me something that I hadn't thought about ... "What are you going to do when he leaves for the Navy?" ... I was at a blank.

I knew he was going, yeah, but we never talked about us if we made it that far ... I was a little scared to ask about it ... I didn't want him thinking I was jumping into anything ... so I left it alone.

Then came time for Gradbash! We were both seniors so I spent the day at his house before we left ... We were at Subway when he brought it up ... "We need to talk about when I leave ..."

And we did and came up with some scenarios and thought it would be best if we broke up when he left. It seemed smart and reasonable and I thought I could handle it. No boy had ever broken my heart before, so why not?

The conversation continued when we went back to his house ... his head was in my lap when he looked me dead in the eyes and said, "I love you ... Really ... and I don't wanna hurt you. If you want to leave now, you can. I don't wanna be a dick and break your heart."

I told him that I loved him too.
And I truly did.
So I stayed with him.

Before school ended, I was nominated for an ROTC scholarship at University of Arizona. I received the scholarship on July 4th. He was so happy and proud of me. 

Time went on, we played, laughed, wrestled, and everything ... we went on dates and cherished each other ... we went on vacation together ... It was amazing.

My birthday came. August 1st and he wanted to spend the day with me ... my parents let him sleep over :) He gave me a card that I still cherish ... It says:

Dear (my real name),

You mean so much to me. I wish I could take you with me , you have made me such a better person since I've been with you. Even though it's only been six months, it's been the best six months. I'm not very good at writing sentiments or picking out cards ... So I got this one that says you're 18! I'm sure you already know that. What this card doesn't say is the way I feel about you. Happy 18th Birthday Babe!!
~Love Devin

It made my heart swell knowing how much he cared about me ...
But time was already out ...
He had to leave August 5 ... so we had a party for him on the 3rd. I spent the night with him again.

Each time we spent the night, we were always curled up next to each other ... happy to be together.

On the 4th, he had to leave for the hotel ... but I couldn't go with him. We spent the day together; went to school to say our goodbyes and thank yous, got Dunkin Doughnuts, kissed and hugged some more.

And at 1:20pm he had to take me home. I was crying as he drove me to my house. He escorted me into my empty house ... My dad was at work and my mom was with my siblings at a doctor's office in Tampa.

As soon as we were inside, I turned around, buried my head against his chest as I sobbed. He held me for a while as I started to calm down ... then he made me look up at him ...

The look on his face as he saw what him leaving did to me ... he looked like a kicked puppy ... That face was awful ... He kept making it as he kissed me again and again. Trying to comfort me as best he could.

We kept telling each other over and over again 'I love you' 'I miss you' 'I'm gonna miss you' .... then we parted ...

I walked him to my front door.
The door was still open as he hugged me one last time and whispered "Goodbye"...
I said "Goodbye" back, tears still coming down hard.
He turned and walked halfway down the entry walk before turning around and saying 'I love you ...'


That was the last thing he told me before turning around and getting into his car and driving away.

I closed the door and sobbed so hard after he left. I miss him so much!

We never argued or fought or anything!
we are young and haven't had much experience in life but in this relationship that we had, we loved each other.

It was closest either of us had ever come to.
We still do.

I'm still crying today ... I miss him so much ... I just keep expecting him to come down the rode in his car saying "Hey beeb! What's wrong?"

I want him to show up and hug me ... telling me that everything will be okay ...


We both feel that if our relationship is meant to be, then it will be. We still plan on keeping in touch ... but not dating ...

It's the possibility that we might end up together again makes me unable to move on from the relationship. I'm not forgetting him. I'm not forgetting the past 6 months we spent together because those were the best days of my life!

I can't picture myself with anyone else ... just him ...
Yet, people say that me going to Arizona might lead to me meeting Mr. Right ...
But I don't think that's right.
I love Devin.
I can't move on anytime soon ...

We plan on meeting up together this Christmas ... and hopefully see what's going to happen from there.


I miss my baby.
I love him.
And he's gone.
I just want him to come home. :,(


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My Babe and I <3

any comments on what u all recommend I do is greatly appreciated.
I just need some help is all ...
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Abelletoremember Featured By Owner May 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Ty for the llama sweetheart
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SamanthaAnnaSnow Featured By Owner May 22, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
no probs :3

Thanks for the favorite:)
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Abelletoremember Featured By Owner May 22, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Hehe your so very welcome dear
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Fab-912 Featured By Owner May 16, 2014  Student General Artist
Yay! Fellow America lover! Thanks for the llama, dude! :iconherolaplz:
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SamanthaAnnaSnow Featured By Owner May 22, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
No probs dudette! XD
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You got hugged! 
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!) 

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1- You can hug the person who hugged you! 
2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least! 
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their page! 
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet) 
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away! 

Send This To All Your Friends, And me if I am one. 
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VioletEndo42 Featured By Owner Oct 22, 2013  Student General Artist
Danke for he fav!!
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SamanthaAnnaSnow Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
no problemo! :D
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Thanks for the :+fav:!
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SamanthaAnnaSnow Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
no problemo! XD
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