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Francis Bonnefoy, personification of France.
France, the city of love, the city of beauty.
Francis, the man of love, and the man of beauty.
No one knows what he does everyday to obtain that beauty. He hates for anyone to be with him when he wakes up because his fear kicks in and makes him paranoid. He doesn't go outside on rainy days, for it is there when his fear likes to creep up on him.
All the styling products in his bathroom, all the cosmetics.
It's all so it can hide his fear. The fear he lived with all his life.
When he and Arthur fight, Arthur likes to call him frog-face. He doesn't know just how much those words hurt Francis.
Even alone in his house, he has to look beautiful. He hates to feel other-wise.
That fear that presses into his skull everyday is the fear of being ugly.
"No one wants to love an ugly person.." He mutters to himself each and everyday.
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Hetalia Poem
Me without you is like
Russia without his vodka
America without his fast food
England without his tea
Me without you is like
Italy without his pasta
Germany without his beer
Prussia without his awesomeness
Me without you is like
Canada without Kumajiro
China without Panda
France without his roses
Me without you is like
Romano without his insults
Spain without his tomatoes
Greece without his cats
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Perfection
Arthur Kirkland was by no means 'perfect', if such a thing did exist.
Arthur glared at Francis from across the room. Though that gaze would have been enough to deter even the bravest (or perhaps the most foolish) suitors, Francis was never put off. There was something intoxicating about the Brit and chasing him because Francis knew one false move would deal his heart a crippling blow.
Then why did he chase him?
He knew that Arthur wielded a sharp tongue and was not shy about using it either. The weapons in his verbal arsenal included little jibes that would dig under any sane person's skin but Francis wasn't fazed; in fact he delighted in
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You Are My Hetalia
You are my Italy
And I am Germany
wanting to get rid of you
then missing you horribly
You are my Belarus
chasing me endlessly
I am Russia, running away
but returning eventually
But I am Romano
grumbling all the time
You are Spain who also gets hurt
but doesn't decide to leave my side
When you are Austria
fancy but frugal too
Then I am Hungary
wanting to take care of you
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Cacophobia is the fear of ugliness.
(I can't have that fear because I already feel that way.)
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2.) Don't be like Francis and love yourself
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4.) Thank you!
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Aw... Don't say that, Love. *hugs Francis* You're beautiful inside and out. You have tons and tons of fangirls that believe that. Don't lt ol' eyebrows get you down, he just wants to be loved now-a-days... Here, A dark red rose, this means "unconscious beauty". Always believe in yourself and have a nice day. ~Victoria (My London OC)