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HetaGame Beta-Tester and LPer for Hire!That's right~ I'm going to be beta-testing HetaGames (or just playing any suggested) that are suggested to me.
It doesn't matter how much is completed, or if you just need an occasional testing, I am willing to do it (although I will charge a small fee of one point for each occasional testing)!
If you'd like, I can record myself beta-testing the game so you can see how it plays (I'll also post it to my Youtube to give the game a bit of publicity).
I can do commentary or no commentary.
Here's my HetaOni playthrough if you are wondering how I commentate.
If you are wondering anything else, please comment below.
If you are interested, comment below.
I hope to be able to beta-test/play some of the awesome HetaGames out there soon!
DepressedHi, guys. I've noticed a lot of people in my watchers are having a rough time or sad or are just downright depressed.
I just wanted to let you know that I"m here for you if you need someone to talk to!
Even if you just need someone to listen to your ranting or to make you feel less alone.
I'm here for you!
I'm not the best with advice, but I will help in anyway I can.
So just send me a note or something.
I'll be here.
Hetalia Character Voice Acting Auditions! NEW!!Status .:. OPEN
So, I wanted to try reading others' fanfictions, fanarts, doujins, etc. in something called an audiobook!
To think of it simply, each audiobook will be a part or a whole story/etc. read out by a group of selected voice actors (from deviantart and youtube) in voices resembling the anime characters!
To audition, follow the instructions in the video, share this journal in your journal, and subscribe to my Youtube!
If you'd like to have your fanfiction read, please share this journal in your journal, subscribe to my Youtube, and provide a link to your story in a comment ON THE YOUTUBE VIDEO!
Thank you and good luck!!!
DUE DATE IS MAY 4th, 2014!
Italy Surfs the Web: Omegle
Italy had just barely typed out the c-i-a-o of Italian greeting when…
<Stranger has disconnected.>
The Italian shrugged his shoulders and started another chat, getting as far as “how are you” before the stranger disconnected and the screen displayed the same three words again.
<Stranger has disconnected.>
Italy sighed and tapped the desk with four fingers, going up and down in an idle wave as his eyes scanned the screen. Why was everyone so quick to log off? Didn’t they come on for the same reason he did? “Ludwig, why does-a everyone hate me?”
“Nobody hates you, Italy,” the German sympathized without looking over, eyes locked on the pages of a black-covered book. “Not on zere anyvay… Zey don’t even know you.”
That was it! the auburn-haired Italian thought to himself, smacking a f
Hetalia Crossovers! ~ The Crossroads: SLENDER
~ Author's Note: This is a part of my massive Hetalia Crossover project! Hetalia will be mixed with movies, TV shows, etc... Enjoy! ~
That ‘idea’ was written in text that dripped with red pixels of blood, a little touch the Sealandish boy assumed was to make it seem scarier. However, that wasn’t what made it scary. His eyes were on the picture beside the text. He bit at his lip in thought, tapping his fingers idly on his desk. So here was an amazing idea. Would he use it? For this one, he’d felt the need to stand and prepare himself by getting a blanket and sugary caffeine, of which he stole from a certain Brit who had been given it by loudmouth America himself.
Okay, he thought, stretching his arms high above his head and cracking his knuckles, aft
Cop!EnglandxThief!Reader - Good Cop, Bad Cop 4
You woke up early the next morning, expecting all you had experienced before to be a dream. After all the thefts you’ve done, they simply couldn’t let you slide so easily, right? There had to be a way the cop could still bust you and dig up more theft charges! He was just pulling your leg…
Surely enough, when you opened your eyes, you did not find cold bars of steel, nor did you find rickety beds with snoring inmates in them. You were greeted by the comfortable bed you remember falling asleep in last night, one with lovely quilts that looked hand-woven. You brought your hand over the material, feeling the softness against your hand, and smiled.
No, it hadn’t been a dream.
It was all real.
Hetalia x Reader- Shooting Stars Intro
Today I awoke to bright sunshine that blinded me as soon as I opened my eyes. Today was nothing too special except there would be a meteor shower today, how exciting. However, it was too early in the morning to be excited about anything. Luckily for me it was Saturday so I sleep in until whenever. Well… at least a time when I can get dressed and see the meteor shower on time. But it was at night anyway. I glanced over at my phone that was resting next to me on my (f/c) nightstand. It was 11:15…. Wow, I’m really proud of myself today. No… seriously. I would usually sleep until 1 P.M (when there wasn’t school that is) but the sun was still fairly bright.
Anyhow I got out of bed and walked through my apartment. It started out bland and boring but after adding a few touches of my own it was practically home. However, I decided to keep my walls white. I had brushed my teeth, took a shower you know, morning stuff. Then I went back to m
She's Ma Cherie! - Canada x Reader
It was autumn in Ontario, Canada. The leaves were falling from the trees and all of them were coincidentally maple leafs. You picked one that looked just as red and perfect as the one on its national flag and decided to bring it with you to show your fiancé Canada.
You ran back to his house from the Maple Sugar woods. _________ yelled out, “Hey Matthew! I found something you might like!”
He yelled out, “Hey wait, eh?”
He was chopping some firewood for the oncoming winter even though outside it was a pleasant 75 degrees. The perfect temperature to be outside to hang out!
You stopped running when you saw your shirtless fiance and hid behind a tree. You then peeked out your head to stare at your sexy Canadian.
There he was half naked…. Oh my! ‘Look at those rippling muscles! I am so glad he wore clothing that never clung to his body! It is definitely a pleasant surprise to see that his body was muscular and not scrawny!'
[Canada x reader] A Strange Meeting ( pt.1)
You sit in the corner of your friends room. Once again they had made you feel left out. To be honest they 'joked around' too much. It really hurt your feelings with the words they said but all you could do was just smile. When you went to the corner at first they didn't notice but when they did, they didn't care. Though when you didn't say anything for what seemed like a life time they finally said something.
"What are you doing reading porn?" Not the thing you really wanted to hear but at least they maybe just maybe sensed the mood but nope. You mentally facepalm for thinking they would maybe understand. Hell half of the time they couldn't even tell what you were feeling or they just ignored you. When you leave the house you walked around town.
It was a nice day. The sun was out and the snow beneath your feet was easy to walk on. As a cold breeze hits your face you cover it still walking. Since you cant see where you are going you bump into someone.
"I-I'm sorry!" You start saying as
America X Reader - Chocolate
Shrill, harsh tones shot through still, peaceful silence. You groaned, [eye/color] eyes blinking into the sunlight streaming through the window of your bedroom. Sighing heavily, you reached to the side to shut of the alarm.
Normally you wouldn’t be quite so exasperated in the morning, but today was different.
Today was February 14th - Valentine’s Day.
Now, don’t get me wrong. It’s not that you hated Valentine’s Day. You just hated the fact that every couple on the whole damn PLANET took Valentine’s Day as an excuse to rub their happiness single people’s faces. This irritated you because of course, you were single.
This isn’t your fault, though. You are a very pretty girl, kind and humorous and a pretty awesome person all around (even if Gilbert won’t admit it). You just… didn’t have a boyfriend. Not to say there was no love interest in your life - oh, no. You had a crush, and a big one at that
Keys (France x Reader x England)
As the doors slide open, (Name) walked out from the elevator and headed to the hotel lobby. She needed to finish her pages of her work before going out.
(Name) groaned and sat down on the chair and placed her work on the coffee table and started (writing/working).
Meanwhile, just across from her side, a shoulder-length blond hair and blue eyes man was trying to attract/gain attention from (Name). Well, trying but failed to do so.
It seems that (Name) still ignored the Frenchman or Francis Bonnefoy, because a new plan was settled on his mind.
Francis placed his spare hotel room key beside her hand, then he winked at her before he left. (Name) examined the key, there was tag attached to it, the tag labeled: 389.
(Name) was about to throw away the key but noticed a man, reading a newspaper while sipping his tea. She raised an eyebrow and an idea popped into her mind.
She cat-walked towards the man and imitated the earlier Frenchman's move, she slide the keys on t
Female Countries x Country!Reader - I am WomanThis is not a Nyotalia fic, I mean the countries in Hetalia who are female like Belgium and Hungary. My first songfic! This is so exciting!
(name) was furious. She had tried to get into the World Meeting, since she was the human personification of (c/n), but the men *cough*boys*cough* had told her, and she quotes, ‘women wouldn’t be able to handle the discussions in here.’ England and France had been the ones to tell her, and, since she didn’t like both of them after they mocked her food, she was even more annoyed. Her cooking was certainly better than England’s, and France had no taste for any food then his own. (name) stormed out into the hallway, almost running into her dear friend Hungary, who was equally furious.
“Hey, Liz,” (name) said.
“Hey, (nickname),” Hungary replied. “Those idiots tell you to get out too?” (name) nodded with a scowl.
Can't Stop (Punk!England x Reader)
It was a hot summer day, and I was in my air-conditioned room, on my bed, occupying my time reading books. Well, light novels, to be exact. There was a small stack of books on the bed table next to me. It was a boring day, and it was like a desert outside. I would probably suffer out in the scorching sun. I was holding a glass of lemonade, cold of course, reading quietly, listening to the silence that engulfed the room. I had already finished a light novel, and was picking out another one.
I was quite a fast reader, and I got teased a lot for being a bookworm. I didn't mind, but of course it still irritated me to no end. But the person who teases me the most is my boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland. He had quite a punkish personality, but a gentlemen all the same. He played the guitar, and rocked at it. I loved listening to him sing and play, sometimes doing duets with him for fun. It filled me with utter joy when I see him happy, and spending time with me.
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