Crack Fairytales - The Wurst PrinceAnd so we have heard the story of the Tomato Prince Antonio and the Pasta Princess Lovino... but what of the younger princess, Feliciano? Well, dear reader, fear not for that story is about to come.
As usual, this story takes place once upon a time in a land far away. The Pasta Kingdom had been allied with the Wurst Kingdom for quite some time. The Pasta Kingdom would always turn to their friends whenever they found themselves in danger. The Pasta King and the Wurst King knew each other from their childhood so it was fairly obvious why their kingdoms were allied.
But I'm going off the subject again, for this story is about the youngest Princess, Feliciano.
Feliciano Vargas, Princess of the Pasta kingdom was a happy, bubbly young man with a good heart. He was nice to everyone he met though when faced with danger he was always the first to run away. The Pasta King was worried, for he had to decide whether Feliciano or his brother Lovino should take the throne after his passing. Both prin
Blessed With A Curse- Ch13Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch133 years ago in Romance More Like This
The bright sunlight streamed through the small gap in the curtains. Lovino groaned and pulled the duvet over his head to block out the bright light. Staying up late was not a good idea now that it actually came to waking up...
Unable to continue sleeping, the Italian grudgingly removed the duvet from his head and sat up with a sigh. Running a hand through his hair, Lovino sighed and moved to the window to routinely close the curtains properly. Antonio needed to invest in some block-out blinds or something.
The Italian shuffled out of the room lethargically into the large living space to find his vampire tomato bastard strumming absently on his guitar. Antonio looked up when Lovino sat beside him and he smiled a bright smile, "Buenos días, Lovi!" he received a mumbled reply in response and the vampire chuckled, "Did you sleep well?"
"Meh... I guess," Lovino replied and
Blessed With A Curse- Ch3Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Lovino hadn't slept well for a few days now. He was worried for that bastard sneaking into his room and attacking him when he leased expected it. Some might say that he was being paranoid but he knew that he was just trying to stay safe. Then again... the more he thought about it, the more worried he became. He couldn't help it; how would you feel if a creepy bloodsucker was after you? He sighed and finally decided to get out of bed and get changed, deciding to enjoy his day off without the worry of his blood being sucked. He left the room and scowled at Feliciano talking to Ludwig in the kitchen.
"When did he get here?"
"Ve, Lovi! You're up!" Feliciano greeted happily and smiled over at his brother. Ludwig gave the older Italian a brief nod in acknowledgement then turned away from him. Feliciano had already continued their conversation and he either didn't notice or he di
Sweden x Finland RequestHetalia One ShotSweden x Finland Request3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sweden looked around his home. Finland was in the kitchen. He'd never forget the look on Finland's face when he'd called him his wife. To tell the truth it kind of hurt Sweden. The look of fear and shock was unmistakable. Of course, Sweden never let his feelings show.
Sighing he looked at the book he was reading. Really he'd just stared at the same page for twenty minutes, thinking about other things. Mainly Finland. He looked up as soon as the clock on his wall dinged, showing it was seven in the evening.
"Dinner is ready, Sweden," Finland mumbled from the door. Sweden nodded and stood up, casting the book to the side table. Following Finland into the dining room, he smiled at Finland's 'Kiss the Cook' apron.
Wishing that he really could kiss the cook, he refrained himself. He wasn't sure if Finland felt the same way for him. His love might be unrequited. Sitting, he let himself sink into the chair slightly. They ate in silence as usual. Finland was terrified he'd say
Tales of the Drunk: Chapter 1Kiku Trapped in BedTales of the Drunk: Chapter 13 years ago in Humor More Like This
A/N I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THIS IS, BUT DONT WORRY NOTHING HAPPENS (sorry all you yaoi fangirls but it's true)
Japan sat straight up, breaking out in a cold sweat. He frantic looked around the room, trying to steady is shallow, uneven breathing. After a few moments of this, the Japanese man concluded the following:
"It was only a dream."
Kiku sighed with absolute relief and laid back down, resting his head on his pillow. He was just about to drift off when it hit him. He was naked. In a bed. And the soft snoring of someone next to him told him that he was not alone. And on top of all of that he had a splitting headache that had just made itself present as the adrenalin rush had worn off. Japan immediately grabbed the covers tighter and pulled them up to his next, edging to the absolute side of the bed. He had to figure out where he was, and fast. For the life of him he could remember anything past being invited to America's for a party, the rest was a blur.
Blessed With A Curse- Ch4Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch43 years ago in Romance More Like This
Lovino watched the window with a nervous expression. Any moment now he should be here. Any moment now. He held on to Alfred's baseball bat with a tight grip and he narrowed his eyes slightly. He wouldn't let this continue. What the hell had he been thinking? He shouldn't have allowed it to happen in the first place.
He started pacing back and forth, his mind racing. His heart pounded in his chest and his breathing started to get faster. He was scared; yes he wouldn't admit it out-loud but he might admit it in his mind. He took a deep breath and tried to work out what he was going to say. He was going to tell Antonio exactly how he felt and he was going to tell him to get the hell out of his life and never come back.
The Italian jumped and let out a small squeak of surprise, which he promptly turned into a low cough as his cheeks turned a light shade of pink. He tur
EnglandxReader - CHAINED Ch1CHAINEDEnglandxReader - CHAINED Ch13 years ago in Drama More Like This
Magic is everywhere, you just don't realize it was there.
Chapter 1: The Beginning of the Trade
"Lady [Name]!" You heard a familiar shout from behind you, nearly drowned by the chaos surrounding the area.
Your ever faithful servant dashed toward you, a look of pure horror and panic masked his face. The young man grabbed your shoulder in worry. "Lady! Are you okay? You're not hurt, are you, aru?"
"No, I'm fine." You took a glance around. It was a horrible sight. The land you once knew as your country was now blaring in fire. Buildings and houses were ruined, gardens and fields destroyed, villagers captured and killed without mercy. Everything was not what they used to be anymore.
Yao gave you a comforting hug. He shushed your silent cries and whispered, "Sshh, don't cry. Everything will be alright. Everything will be... fine."
You bit your lip and nodded. It was tragic and overbearing. Yao's words were warm and comforting, but you sincerel
Blessed With A Curse- Ch18Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch183 years ago in Romance More Like This
Antonio stared at his two friends wide eyed; they had found out. They had found out sooner than he had expected. Either they were very good at detective work or the culprit was very bad at staying hidden.
"You have found out?"
"Well I said we think we know," Gilbert said and looked at the sleeping Italian beside his Spanish friend. Antonio too turned his gaze to Lovino and the look in Gilbert's eyes told him that this couldn't wait until he woke up on his own. Slowly, Antonio adjusted his position and gently shook Lovino's shoulder.
"Lovi wake up "
The Italian groaned as h began to stir; he moved his hand to swat weakly at the vampire's chest, attempting to get him to leave him alone. Antonio chuckled lightly, but didn't let that deter him. He shook the Italian's shoulder once again, this time slightly harder, "Lovino, wake up. This is important
Rooftops and ResolutionsArthur Kirkland was not a fan of crowds. In fact, he quite detested them. He'd much rather have stayed in the Manhattan apartment for the evening, but Alfred had insisted that he had to show him Times Squares for New Year's Eve. Arthur had proposed they just watch it on the telly; Alfred had pouted and whined that it wasn't the same. Arthur told him that he'd watched it in person every year since the tradition began, so missing a year and seeing it on the television instead wasn't a big deal; Alfred had retorted that breaking tradition was awful when it came to New Year's Eve, and it was a lighted ball falling from the sky, and how cool was that? And after a battle concluding in puppy dog eyes from Alfred, Arthur had given in to his request.Rooftops and Resolutions3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The American was bouncing excitedly as they walked with the crowd that flooded towards Times Square from the subway stop. It was all very loud and people were pushing and shoving. Arthur turned to give one gentleman some choice words after he was s
Blessed With A Curse- Ch6Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch63 years ago in Romance More Like This
Antonio didn't look entirely comfortable with the fact Lovino wanted to know how he was turned. The Italian could see that the other's eyes had darkened slightly and he could also see that he had probably brought up some unpleasant memories, but he felt as though he had a right to know. However, despite this, he didn't want to cause any unnecessary discomfort to the Spaniard; even though he had suffered enough without his blood, and Lovino acted as though he didn't care, really... he kind of did. Just a little bit.
"You don't have to talk about it," he quickly said, watching the vampire carefully for some kind of reaction; Antonio just seemed to freeze, drifting off into his own world as the memories revisited him. For a moment, Lovino didn't think that he would respond, but a few seconds later he raised his head and shook it lightly, "No, you should know. I owe you at lea
France X Reader: One bad trio touchFrance X Reader: One Bad Touch TrioFrance X Reader: One bad trio touch3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I hope you like it and soory for spelling mistakes! ^^
That's it.......ENJOY! XD
You were close friends with the Bad touch trio, because you knew each other since Primary school. Gilbert, Antonio and Frances all ways find you awesome......But not as awesome as Gilbert. But the only thing you got a bit scared is the girls, because the girls were all over them and when they hang out with you they give evil looks. The girls say that you're a whore and a slut, but you're really not.
It was dinner and you looked around the canteen "Yo, _____________! Over here"
You look to see Gilbert waving at you, walking over and sat next to Francis "Hey you guys, what's up?" You smiled, eating your chips.
"Nothing, just being all awesome!" He pumped his fist in the air.
"I'm just letting, Lovino moving in with me"
"Awwww he finally said yes." He nodded.
'How come people don't know that, Antonio is in to Lovino?'
"What about you Francis?"
You looked at him, to
Prussia and Romano's Bro-Tastic Mall TrollingPrussia and Romano's Bro-Tastic Mall Trolling3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Let's troll." Prussia said as he stood by the taxi, a great, dirty yellow car that was idling in front of the hotel, revving as if impatient to join the main stream of cars clogging the New York streets. He smirked at his own pun and beckoned back to the Italian who hung back a few paces.
"Troll? The fuck is that?" Romano could only blink, shaking his head with some impossible mix between a scowl and confusion.
The Prussian merely grabbed the suddenly stammering Italian by the wrist and pushed him into the car despite screamed protests. He hopped in before Romano could lunge for the exit then slammed the door in his face, pleased to find the Italian sprawled on top of him as a result.
"To the closest mall," Prussia proclaimed to the confused cabdriver, grinning up at his reflection in the rearview mirror. The cabdriver caught a glimpse of crimson eyes and punched the gas, only to come to a crashing halt to wade th
TemptationHis eyes seem to glow in the dim light of the nightclub. He walked in a seductive manner and swayed his hips to the music in a way that made the young American almost drool. Staring at the man from his position at the bar, Alfred watched the way he would move to the music; he would do it in such a way that he made it look easy.Temptation3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Alfred looked around and when his friend Gilbert had left saying he was going to get laid, he knew he wouldn't be coming back. So Alfred was alone, looking for his own entertainment for the night.
The man with green eyes was just what he was looking for. Alfred finished the last of his drink and walked with confidence to the other man. As he approached, he started to notice the other features he sported. Messy blond hair and large eyebrows complimented the emerald green eyes. He clutched a bottle of beer in one hand with his thumb over the opening. Smart... just so no one could slip something in. He wore clothes which complimented his figure perfectly and when A
NekoGermanyXNekoyou:NekoGermanyXNekoyou: a Spell may just workNekoGermanyXNekoyou:3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Notes: This (F/c) means Fur colour as you're a cat.
You and Germany are at England's house since he was going to take both of you too the Halloween party though you shouldn't have asked England as he was running around with potions in his hands which ended up on both on you and Germany, England eyes widen what he had just done "ooops!" he whispers though in his eyes there were a sparkle as this has been planned, "You Plan this didn't you Arthur!" you growled at him annoyed, everything to you had grown and your clothes were scatter under you, (f/C)cover you as a tail be hide you , "You turn me into a cat?!" you growled again at him, hissing could be heard beside you, you turn to see a Blue-y-gray cat and with the same icy blue eyes like Germany , "L-Ludwig?" you asked which makes him look at you "(Y-Y/N)?" , now both of your questions answers, look back to where England is but he was gone.
"Damn he got away "Ludwig said annoyed
Spamano fluff: GardeningAntonio did not shut the door behind him, but left it open; leaving the slight breeze of the afternoon to sweep through the rooms, making the curtains whisper at their window frames. He didn't call to Lovino that he was home either he wanted to surprise him. A small smile on his face, he stalked through the villa like a cat, searching out his lover. His feet padded softly on the terracotta tiles as he hunted, slipping around corners and through arched doorways. Lovino was not in the living room, or the kitchen... perhaps he was upstairs taking a siesta usual for this time of day. But he was not there either. This upset Toni a little; he enjoyed sneaking into bed with his little Lovi to join his afternoon rest. Confusion turned to worry as he found more rooms empty, each lacking the Spaniard's significant other.Spamano fluff: Gardening3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Where are you, mi italiano precioso..."
He got himself a glass of water and recalled the night before, when they had lain together in a large pile of cushions, dr
Choices- Ch1Arthur Kirkland moved away from London in escape to a quiet life. He'd moved to a small town on the coast in order to escape the hustle and bustle of the city. Arthur had not only chosen this place because it was quiet, but because it was where his family used to holiday when he was younger. He'd always wanted to live in a place like this and now, when he finally had enough money, he could.Choices- Ch13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Three years later, Arthur was happy. He had a good job, a nice house and everything he could have asked for.
He also had a boyfriend which came in the form of his own American hero, Alfred Jones.
Like himself, Alfred had moved to England to get away from the loud city. Coming from New York and moving to a small coastal town had been a huge change for him but when the two met a cafe during Alfred's first couple of days (Arthur had already been there a year), the Brit was more than willing to show him around.
And now, the two of them lived and shared a happy life together.
It was a Saturday morning an
Confusion 4 - A GerIta Story I love dreaming of Doit-su, he is always nicer in my dreams. He eats my pasta and smiles more and helps me find really cute girls. Nothing like him when he wakes up though, he is all serious and "WAKE UP NOW ITALY". I don't understand why he has to always wake up so early, not everything needs to be done at eight in the morning. Plus, why does he have to wake me up? Why can't he do whatever by himself and not bother me? I would like him a lot more if he let me sleep once and a while. I love Germany but, not when he is being stupid.Confusion 4 - A GerIta Story3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Go away," I mumbled, shoving my face deeper into the pillow I was squeezing, "I am tired."
"Stop being lazy and get out of my bed."
"But, I'm comfy," I whine, turning my head to Germany and pouting, "I don't want to move!"
"I do not care what you want," he rolled his eyes, pushing me with his foot off of the bed, "Get off my bed and get up."
"NO!" I yell, stubbornly gripping the head board as the rest of my bo
Scared Of The DarkAlfred couldn't sleep. He lay in his bed and looked at the ceiling as he tried to ignore the darkness around him. The black nothingness felt heavy, as though it were pushing down on him and constricting him. His mind started to play tricks on him. Every creak sounded ten times louder. He whimpered a little and slowly rolled on to his side.Scared Of The Dark3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The moonlight slipped through the tiny gap between the curtains, casting a silver line across the middle of the room. Alfred wished he could gather the courage to get out of bed to open the curtains. At least the moon would light up the room a little. That way he would feel a little better. He hated the dark. The dark hid all the nasty things that lurked in the corners of his room, like ghosts.
He closed his eyes tightly and wrapped the duvet tighter around himself. He wished he had the courage to get out of bed and go to Arthur's room. Arthur would keep the nightmares away. He would make sure the ghosts wouldn't hurt him.
He opened his eyes again an
JapanxReader: WingsisterJapan was just reading one of his favorite manga when suddenly laughter yanked him back to reality. Slightly irritated by the disturbance, his emotionless brown eyes peered over the top of his book and scanned the book store quickly for any sign of the laughter. Sure enough, he spotted a little girl who looked no older than ten. She was hiding behind a bookcase and was trying, but failing to cover her giggles behind her hand. Japan sighed, marked where he left off with a bookmark, and closed his book before he reluctantly got up from his seat and walked over to the giggly girl.JapanxReader: Wingsister3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Excuse me, but could you please stop laughing? I cannot concentrate on my book," Japan politely told the girl. Her giggling immediately stopped as she stared up at him in surprise.
"O-Oh um, sorry mister," she apologized sheepishly while rubbing the back of her head. Japan gave her a small grin.
"I forgive you. Now, if you do not mind, I-"
"It's just that my older sister is so into this book she's reading
Spamano: MorningsThe early light shone through the blinds into a spacious master bedroom, making stripes of gold across a snow-colored mattress. The clock dimly read 10:21 am, but in the bright light, the digital numbers were faded, unimportant. The room had a lazy feel to it, as if the flood of buttery sunshine was actually tangible, hindering movement.Spamano: Mornings3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The bed held two dozing bodies. The larger one, a tanned, finely muscled Spanish man, lay curled loosely on his side, hands around the smaller man's waist. The latter had chestnut hair, and a single stray curl that rose and fell as he breathed. Every once in a while, he would roll irritably in his sleep and press himself closer into the Spaniard.
Antonio yawned, opening his eyes to the morning. He dimly thought that he must have overslept a little, but he hadn't much to do anyways. And he was so comfortable
He looked down at the man in his arms and smiled. Lovino smelled like everything he loved: the tomatoes he ate constantly, the gr
Prussia x Canada - DinnerPrussia x Canada - DinnerPrussia x Canada - Dinner3 years ago in Settings More Like This
He was there, in the midst of the hub-bub, listening to the laughter and drunken slurring, and yet he wasn't there. Not to anyone else at least. Not to his brothers, not to his so-called "friends", not even to the pristine polar bear seated on his lap. He was nowhere not worth the time, nor worth the contemplation.
All the other countries had personality, spunk, mass media attention. He was nought but a big mass of land populated by people that ate nought by maple syrup, carried their hockey sticks everywhere, and ended all their sentences with "ey".
Canada sighed, slumping in the barstool, swirling his fingers around the table top, composing an invisible pattern.
Invisible like him.
He looked up from the composition, up at the people around him.
His older brother, America, was being noisy, as usual, standing on the table with his tie round his head, a drink in one hand and his shirt being swung round in the other. His other older brother, Engl
Mein Liebling in Ketten Ch1The sky was a sheet of black, only the light of an ominous moon turning each flake of snow in an unending expanse of white to a glowing beacon. There was nothing to be seen for miles- no trees, no buildings, no people. Civilians weren't allowed to be out the late, anyhow. After the war had begun, a strict curfew had been placed, preventing people from leaving their homes after dark. Things hadn't been in the same for years. No one trusted anyone, governments monitored everything more closely than ever before, and every night people slept in make-shift bomb shelters constructed in their own basements.Mein Liebling in Ketten Ch13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The world had changed in such a short amount of time all those years ago, earning it the nickname the Over-Night War. What had started out as seemingly a small disagreement between a select few countries had been blown out of proportion, causing nations to choose sides until the world seemed split completely in half.
The night was the worst, the time of day Matthew Williams hated the most.
Don't Say It - Prolouge-The rain was pouring down relentlessly. Dirt had turned to mud and puddles were everywhere. It had been a battlefield not too long ago so there were mini craters, ammunition shells, and corpses scattered everywhere. Even so, a man was running through it all. His snow white hair shone in the darkness as his boots splashed through the puddles and mud, his arms wrapped tightly around a large bundle. Where ever this man was going, he needed to get there now.Don't Say It - Prolouge-3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After a while longer of running, the battlefield turned into a road and that road into a city. He ran through though the cobblestone roads up to a rather fancy house. Up to the door he went and forced his way in past the servants and a few guards. He got into the room he wanted. It was decorated lavishly with the finest fabrics with bright reds and golds with some blue here and there. As expected for the country of France. Sitting on the couch, obviously caught in the middle of a discussion were two blondes. One had shoulder len
Vows -- GerIta does Ludwig remember when we first met? And I was hiding in that tomato box, but Ludwig came and found me? Even though it was really, really scary, and Ludwig had that gun and everything, I was glad. The war was scary, and I didn't want to fight, but with Ludwig there, I felt a lot better. I wasn't alone and that made me really happy!Vows -- GerIta4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And then after that, when we became allies, and then friends, and started to spend a lot of time together, I was happy all the time! Ludwig was always helping me, even though sometimes you would yell at me when I called you to help me tie my shoes, or when I would skip out on training but no matter how much you would yell and scold me, Ludwig would always come and help. You would always protect me, and I always loved Ludwig for that.
I know I can be really silly and I'm not the bravest or the strongest and I'm only really good at cooking and painting, and I can be really useless, but I want to repay Ludwig back for all
Copper Curl EpilogueJuly, 2012Copper Curl Epilogue3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey West, are you going or not?" Prussia asked from the couch, not bothering to take his eyes off from the TV screen, his thumbs moving rapidly over the PS3 controller buttons.
"Aww, FUCK!" The albino burst out, having the sudden urge to hurl the controller straight at the damn screen. "Those fucking zombies are fucking with my awesomeness!"
Germany's eye twitched in irritation, his fingers tightening around the beer bottle. He didn't want to answer Prussia's question. He was still unsure if he wanted to actually go or not. The thought filled him with such violent conflicting emotions, that he had no choice but to bring out the alcohol. But it wasn't really helping. And neither was Prussia.
"Hey, earth to West! Are you going tonight or not?" Prussia asked again, shifting his position on the couch to look back at his brother. The albino laughed at the blonde's distressed appearance. "Kesesese, West, don't pop a vein."
"Ack! Mein Gott, Prussia! Vhy don't YOU just go by yourse