Mew-Ayame

I hate HTML.... And I'm still trying to figure stuff out since my brain sucks. Anyway...

mew-ayame.tumblr.com/ I've never been one for these types of sites(Facebook/Twitter/etc) but....what the hell? Also, I'll be posting my lemons there. I'll still upload the story leading up to it here, but the full lemon will be posted there. Along with other derpy-ness, like more "My life with Hetalia/etc in GIFS"

If you've got one, post the link here so we can stalk each other.

So...

Yeah....

Come closer to the screen....
























You have a nice face. Only Pewdiepie fans will get this

I love how he's reading it in-front of everyone, sipping tea all gentlemanly. XD



DO I?

So, me and my bro went to the haunted mill.

The oddness begins: We were waiting outside with everyone else since it had yet to open. There was a cop, and my brother started talking with him happily as I faded into the background. UNTIL....

Cop: So, that's your girlfriend? *Staring at me, smiling*

Brother: Th...That's my sister...

Me: ............/Just died inside

After that LONG awkward silence, we decided to play mini-golf to pass the time. The inside made me feel as if I was high, there were neon lights everywhere, along with kids running around like wild animals. They even used our golf balls before we had the chance.

Finally, it opened! At first, I was a little scared....but then, we started laughing. When the creepy guy got in our faces, when the room was spinning, when the joker started talking. I even went "Aww!" When he said don't go. We tried getting a better view of Jason cutting a girl's throat, were pointing out places we thought jump scares would be. The two other people with us started laughing, too. Heck, even when we were being chased by a guy holding a chainsaw, we laughed hard. Then tricked him into chasing the other two people....which made us laugh harder.

So, the haunted mill failed at scaring us, but it won at making us laugh our butts off.

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...Or we're just weird.

Still trying to think of a last name.

Name: Gemina, pronounced as "Gem-ina", Greek origins.

Name meaning: Twin.

Race: Greek, though she was raised in America.

Hair color: Blue-black.

Eye color: Amber.

Age: 17.

Birthday: June 17th.

Zodiac sign: Gemini.

Crush: No-one, as of yet.

Family: Laughed themselves to death. Only child.

(When you see / that stands for her "twin".)

Favorite colors: Orange, Yellow / Blood red.

Likes: Pokemon games, talking, candy, smiley faces, stars, wearing odd clothing, laughing/ Knifes, guns, death, seeing people in pain, her beloved "twin", being manipulative, making people laugh.

Dislikes: Being alone, the dark, seeing people frown, bitter food, being cold, school/ Being ignored, other peoples' happiness, sanity.

Short story,

WARNING: Mentioning of blood and death!

Gemina had always been considered 'odd', even from birth. Seeing her opening her eyes for the very first time, Gemina's parents were slightly shocked at their color (Her mother's are brown, and her father's are green). But, they had brushed it off as simply being a birth defect, seeing how stressed her mother was during pregnancy. She had been dealing with it for quite some time, along with her husband.

The economy was not in their favor, so before Gemina was even born, they moved from Greece to America since her father had gotten a better job opportunity. Everything seemed fine at first, until they noticed certain things about their growing daughter. At age six, she began speaking to herself, sounding in distress, almost as if she were fighting with herself.

Thinking it was nothing more than a harmless imaginary friend, they paid no mind. All children go through this stage, correct? She would soon grow out of it, right?

Making friends was extremely hard for Gemina, her strange beaver scaring off most. She had manged a few, but spent most of her time with..."Twin". That was her 'imaginary' friend's name, she told her parents they looked very similar, though enjoyed many different things. She seemed frightened when her parents questioned exactly what things Twin liked, changing the subject quickly.

Again, they paid no mind, their jobs not giving them much time to think.

And then, she began high-school. She was teased about her appearance constantly, but she laughed it off. She figured the pain would go away if she lost herself in laughter, though it sounded painful. Her face was always lit up by a bright smile, cheerful personality everywhere she went. She made few friends, but still felt alone, like they didn't honestly care for her.

I care for you...

A voice would chant...

I love my twin...They all hate you.

Again, again...

Let me play with them! I'll make them laugh like you!

...and again.

As time went on, she began noticing something different about her reflection. Instead of a bright smile, it looked disoriented, slowly merging into a crooked smile. This reflection didn't belong to her, she knew for a fact. The sweet nothings it whispered throughout her mind gave comfort from the taunting...at first.

The voice....her 'twin', was beginning to scare her. It was starting to 'control' her mind and body, though she tries in vain to keep it locked away. That is, until something 'it' said made her snap...

Your parents don't love you...That's why they never spent much time with you. I've always been here, haven't I? I can take the pain away...I'll make all those who laughed at you, laugh with you as I play with them. You know the saying "Laughing to death"? I can do that! When you hear loud noises coming from their mouths, it may sound like screaming, but it's really laughter! Just like yours, right? Let me help you, my sweet little twin~

"Laugh...make them laugh! I want them to be happy! Yes...laugh, laugh!" She said with her own laughter, one that would cause many to shudder.

So, she closed her eyes happily, letting her 'twin' take over fully. Actually, only one of her eyes closed, leaving the other wide open for 'Twin'. Her 'twin' smirks, calmly walking toward the kitchen. When there, 'she' picks up the glinting butcher knife laying so innocently on the dark wood table as moonlight peeked through the window curtains, smirk growing with each step 'she' took.

Knife in hand, 'she' heads for 'her twin's' parents bedroom. They were in bed, sleeping soundly. Oh, that just won't do.

"Laugh...I hear them laughing! That's....laughter....isn't it...?"

Gemina's eye slowly opens...

"No..."

"I made them laugh to death! I'm such a nice twin, right~? Now, I'll make everyone else laugh as well~!"

"Why...why...!"

"Shhh...don't cry, my little twin! I know, I'll sing you a small song~!

Laugh little twin, it's okay.

I'll make all the pain go away.

Don't you dare shed a tear, because I'll always be here.

My sweet twin on your behalf, I'll make everybody loudly laugh.

Laugh, laugh, laugh!

Laugh, laugh, laugh~!

Just like in your shattered dreams, laughter sounding like painful screams.

Hey little twin, didn't you know? You can't spell laughter without slaughter!

Something I will proudly show.

Laugh, laugh, laugh!

Laugh, laugh, laugh~!

I promise you, I'll always make you laugh, too~"

So, she laughs...smiling as happily as her blood-stained smiley faces.
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To put it simply, Gemina created her 'twin' when she was a young child, because of loneliness. She wanted love, a friend, but her 'twin' began changing into something she greatly feared, in all actuality, her sadness mixed together with anger to create a complete monster. No-one noticed these things since Geminis are said to be good at hiding their true feelings.

I'm a huge fan of horror stories and characters, so I really wanted to make one myself. Instead of giving her a real twin, Gemina has a split personality that she believes is her twin...Everyday I'm derpin'. I wanted to make a full story about her life, starting from her birth, but I don't have the time whatsoever.   When writing the fail song, I was humming "Hush little baby" ...try singing it with that melody.

I tried...so hard to just pick five, but I couldn't. WHY MUST YOU PEOPLE REQUEST AWESOME STUFF? Let's just hope I can write it awesomely.

Okay, my school let's out at 4:30pm EDT. The first thing I have to do is homework, so while doing said kill-joy, I'll begin writing those requests in my notebook of derpy-ness!

Le list!

~America, England, Japan, France~Lemon~Seme!Police!America ( I'll get it done one way or another!)
~Father!EnglandXBaby!CanadaXToddler!America~At-home scene, 1000 words (SO. FLUFFY. YESH. )
~AmericaxObnoxious!Reader (This should be fun!
~RussiaxShy!Reader~Little bit of fluff and romance (I'll try taking it easy on the fluff. )
~Model!TaiwanXPhotographer!ReaderXMentor!Macau~ Humor, Romance with a little bit of Angst~()
~Demon!AmericaxReader~Lemon~Make reader a slave, and taken to hell (Hear that, PewDiePie? WE'RE GOING THROUGH THE DOOR OF HELL. )
~Pirate!England x Modern!Reader~Romance, fluff~Time-Travel Pen ( "THIS IS A PEN!" See? It really isn't a useless phrase!)
~Turkey, Greece, Egypt~Lemon~High-school (Writing Egypt's personality is going to give me hell, I bet. )
~ Flying Mint Bunny X Russia~Humor/Crack (I LOVE YOU. )
~America x Reader x England~Cowboy!America and Police Officer!England~Lemon, romance(OH, YESH. )
~Dog!Germany x Cat!Reader (Half Humans)~Lemon, romance (Making dog/cat babies...I'm trying to picture how they'd look. )
~Wife!Fem!Russia x Husband!Male!Reader~Romance/Lemon (This should be really fun. )
Norway x Reader~Lemon (He has been trolling me, I typed up half of the story...then my computer froze, and I had to turn it off.

Nothing in order, I'll be multitasking. And now, as I'm doing those things, I'm going to watch a PewDiePie video!

BYE-BYE!