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And you haven't moved an inch
Such that I would not know
If you sleep always like this
The flesh calmly going cold
We lay here for years or for hours
Your hand in my hand
So still and discreet
So long we become the flowers
We'd feed well the land
And worry the sheep
And they'd find us in a week
When the cattle show fear
After the insects have made their claim
After the foxes have known our taste
I'd be home with you
I'd be home with youNot me using Hozier lyrics as a title and description flavor text again. What can I say, the man says beautiful words.
Basically, not enough Hetalia/Reader has had gender neutral reader or a reader who’s just like a normal person and not a country, so like, guess who rose from the ashes of their previous love of Hetalia, rejected modernity (the current fics I haven’t updated in months) and chose to embrace tradition (starting a new fic when I’ve yet to finish others and also Ye Olde Hetalia Obsession)
Feel free to let me know if my writing is OOC I promise I will try to correct these follies as I move onwards. Thank you for your time.