Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE OneshotFrom the moment he opened that tomato box, I knew.Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE Oneshot4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Holy Rome had come back for me.
At first, I had thought that I was hallucinating againHoly Rome was dead, or at least that's what they had told Mr. Roderich and Miss Elizaveta.
But no, it was my Holy Rome. Even after all these years, I recognized him.
The only drawback was that Holy Rome had forgotten me.
Holy Rome went by a different name now'Ludwig.' His sky blue eyes, once childishly round, had sparkled with affection every time he looked at me. Now, they were a colder shade of blue, and looked at me with unfamiliarity. Holy Rome had used to blush a light shade of pink whenever he saw me, but that too had been lost.
Holy Rome's hair had darkened slightly, but it was still styled similarly the day that I had last seen him. I could still remember with precise accuracy the details of that day The words we had exchanged I've loved you since the 900s The brush that I had given him
Copper Curl Part VIISleep was impossible. Each toss and turn and shift in position made discomfort increase. Germany's eyes stung whenever he opened or closed them. His breathing was heavy and his heart pounded in his ears. And the short periods where he would doze off, he was plagued with disconnected images and memories of a little girl with a copper curl, of a broken promise, of a kiss of ItalyCopper Curl Part VII4 years ago in Romance More Like This
And now he knew. They weren't someone else's memories being passed down to him. They were his. All this time, Germany has been recovering from major long term amnesia. His name wasn't even Germany for Christ's sake. He was really he was
He was the Holy Roman Empire.
He always had been. And World War I was not the first time he had been introduced to Italy.
The thoughts played over and over again in his head. He couldn't handle this. Germany thought that if he had figured out what the hell was going on, he would be at peace and things would go back to normal. But no. He wasn't expecting this
Gerita: Why?We were having coffee at an Italian café. Just him and me. We were talking about pasta, and pasta, and more pasta. He obviously refused to change the subject, but I allowed it. I loved his sweet smile. I loved his little curl.Gerita: Why?4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Doitsu, I got this watch from Japan the other day!" he shoved his wrist into my face. I saw the small hearts along the rim. "Every time I look at it, I think of you! Ve~"
I smiled slightly. I don't know why I love him, but something about his personality caught me attention. "That's a nice watch Italy," I replied.
"You really think so?!" he yelled. He raised his hands in the air and knocked over my coffee and it spilled all over him. "Oh no!" his smile quickly turned into a frown. I got out of my seat and wiped the coffee off of his shirt. "Thank you, Doitsu!"
I grunted. I walked back to my seat and checked to see how much coffee I had left in my cup. There wasn't much left. He smiled instantly as if nothing happened. I loved his smile.
"I went to big brother Fr
i love a rainy nighti love a rainy night: GerItai love a rainy night4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The night was cold, and the fact it was raining didnt make it any better.
"Veneziano, what are you doing out here?" A think German accented man asked. The Italian whom he was talking to didnt seem to hear him. the man sighted, "Italy!"
"Oh! Deutsu! Im sorry!" Italy turned around quickly. He was drenched to the bone. "I guess i didn't hear you!"
"Why are you out here? Its freezing cold." Germany was holding a thick towel out to Italy. He couldnt help but be hipnotized by the Italian, the way the water shamlessly crawled over his pale, beautiful skin. Italy smiled and ran up to germany, taking the towel.
"I was just thinking of home." Italy looked down sadly. Germany patted his shouldr and they walked back into the war tent. It was the begining of world war ll. Neither one of the males wasnted to go to war, but their bosses had told them they had to.
"We will return home soon. i promise." This was all he could say. After a few minutes of silence, germany deci
Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 1WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE HORROR AND ARE LOOKING FOR FLUFF AND FLUFFINESS ONLY.Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 14 years ago in Horror More Like This
Ah. Your first world meetingfinally, a chance to introduce yourself to the countries, and make your first impression with a 'bang.' Appearance was everything, after all. You had to seem powerful, or else the other countries would walk all over you for the rest of your existence.
You had been busy making allies. America? Check. China? Check. In fact, you could check just about every country present at the meeting. But there was one last world power, and he would be the hardest to speak to of all.
He seemed so lonely and forlorn. Hardly anyone dared to approach him. Everyone whispered of his cruelty and instability. The Baltics lived in constant fear of him. Other countries kept their distance. Not trying to be biased, you had planned to converse with him during today's world meeting, to see what he was really like, despite everyone's protests.
"Are you crazy?!" Alfred kept asking frantical
Paper Airplanes Of BerlinBerlin Paper AirplanesPaper Airplanes Of Berlin4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Anyways this is written partially by my sister Angel and is inspired by the Vocaloid's song paper plane and prisoner sung by Len and Rin, Germancest fan art, and caffeine.
Warnings: Germancest, fluff, language, historical reference and more.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Hetalia or Vocaloids, just the plot and idea.
Summary: Ludwig hated the wall that divided his home land in half, so does Gilbert. But one day a paper airplane with a message flies over the wall and lands at Ludwig's feet, it was from a boy named Gilbert wanting a friend. A strange forbidden romance is formed between two boys separated by a cold concrete wall.
Yes I suck at summaries, just read and fine out for yourself.
The sixteen year old German boy sighed as his rough fingers fumbled with the piece of paper; he was in class right now and wasn't supposed to be doing this but he need to do this, he glanced around as he made sure the
Sweet Dreams: GerIta Oneshot"DOITSU, DOITSU!! GERMANY, GERMANY!!!"Sweet Dreams: GerIta Oneshot4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I groaned. For Gott's sake, it was 5 A.M. What now?
"What is it?" I said to the little head that was peeping into my bedroom. "And didn't I say to call me 'Vatti?'"
The door opened wider, flooding the night with light from the hall. "I know," said the tiny voice, "but Mommy calls you that "
I sighed. 'Mommy' was lying next to me, passed out like he normally was. Charging tanks cannot wake him up when he's tiredbelieve me, I know from experience. Since he was unlikely to wake up, I was left dealing with our child on my own.
I heard whimpering coming from the door. "Come here, now," I said softening. "What is it?"
"Well " the little voice squeaked, "I had a nightmare "
The child whimpered, and then buried her head into my chest.
"I DREAMED THAT THERE WAS NO MORE PASTA OR WURST LEFT!!!!"
I tried to stifle a snort. This was the nightmare?
"That would be bad," I said awkwardly.
She looked up at me expectantly. What?
CanadaXVampireReader - Chapter 1I snap my head up from my pillow almost giving myself whiplash. I just woke up from the dream I've been having every night for the past ten years.CanadaXVampireReader - Chapter 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ugh, my head. I need something to drink," I said, holding my head.
I forced myself out of my big, soft, warm bed to get some breakfast.
I'm walking to the kitchen, sluggish, and still half asleep. I open the fridge door, grab a drink which I then poured into a mug, and stuck in the microwave. A minute and a half later the liquid was warm enough to drink. Gulping it down fast, I made myself a few more cups until my hunger was satisfied, and then went to get ready for school.
My name is [Name] Rēad, just your average, "ordinary" high school girl. I live alone with my uncle in his big, old mansion on top of the hill, outside of town.
"I'm off to school now!" I yelled to the quiet house.
Just as I closed the front door, my uncle runs towards the front door from the top of the staircase.
"[Name]! Damn it I missed her, again."
I step ou
Confusion 6 - A GerIta Story "We're the three best friends that anyone can have," I screamed at the top of my lungs, scrubbing my skin raw with Germany's loofah and my strawberry body wash, "We're the three best friends that anyone can haaaaave!"Confusion 6 - A GerIta Story4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I giggled madly as I put the loofah back on its hook and spun around to wash the soap off. The shower had been great, although I had probably used too much hot water in the forty minutes I had been in there. I didn't care too much, it was Japan's resource anyway, not mine.
I turned the shower off, reaching just outside the curtain to grab my towel. I patted dry most of my body before wrapping it around my waist.
Love LettersVe!~Love Letters4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ciao! It's me, Italy! I wanted to talk to you about something, but Big Brother France said I should just right you a letter instead so I don't say something stupid and mess it up like I usually do. He always gives me such good advice, so I thought that I should listen to him, so I wrote this letter to you.
I miss you a lot, Germany. It's very weird being away from you. I feel like pasta with just the noodles. Oh, Hehe, I really want pasta....Wait a minute, I'm getting side tracked. Wait why did I just write that? Anyhow, I really miss you, really badly. It's nice to be back home, but it isn't the same when I'm here all by myself. Even Fratello isn't here, he's staying at Spain's house for a while. I really miss him too.
I don't know why you didn't want to come with, or why you yelled at Prussia when he offered to come with me in your place, not that anyone can really replace you, but I know that you have your reasons and they are good reasons. Otherwise, you'd be her
Germany and Italy...Apologetic KissLudwig looked over to his left, then to his right, and finally closed his eyes, sighing. I shouldn't have yelled at Italy like I did, he thought. But it isn't like I haven't told him time and time again not to-Germany and Italy...Apologetic Kiss4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
"GERMANYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Italy's high voice screamed in both of Ludwig's ears as he was suddenly slammed into from behind by the young man.
" Vhat the hell-?!" Ludwig said angrily, gruffly trying to get to his knees. " Vhat are you doing, you dumm-"
" I- I- I- I-," Italy stuttered, his face so red yet so stupidly blank, " I just-a wanted to apologise-a, G-Germany!"
Ludwig was kneeling now, hunched over and catching his breath again. Italy shoved a paper in his chest, and Ludwig held the crumpled page in one hand and read it to himself. Yet another poorly- yet somehow heartfelt- apologetic letter. It most certainly wasn't the first he'd received that week.
Ludwig's eyes slid up from the letter and looked at Italy, who was also kneeling across from hi
Whispers In The Dark: Spamano songfic requestWell, here you go sweetepie365! ! I hope you like it.Whispers In The Dark: Spamano songfic request4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Yes, this is a Spamano songfic to the song "Whispers in the Dark" by Skillet. Enjoy!!
It is cold. So cold.
I can't feel anything but the biting, whirling ice that eats away at my open wounds as it pounds mercilessly on me, the wind whistling in my ears, taunting me, telling me that I have failed.
I have been reduced to nothing. Absolutely nothing. I am crawling on my hands and knees, the icy snow rubbing against my already pale flesh.
Crawling like a lowlife. A piece of filth.
I've lost it all. Everything.
Everyone I had the slightest care about has been stripped away. All of my hope has been broken. My desire to live has been shattered.
I'm still crawling. I'm still crawling, constantly in broken motion, gritting my teeth as the never ending plethora of ice crystals shoots from the sky.
I need to find him.
Because, something tells me that he's still here.
GerIta: Try AgainHoly Rome wasn't coming back.GerIta: Try Again4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I coughed back a gasp at the sudden thought. But it it was true, wasn't it? He'd been gone for so long. Hundreds and hundreds of years, I'd waited for him to come back to me. If he was still out there somewhere, it wouldn't have taken him that long to find me. Right?
I had to move on.
The idea terrified me. My entire life I'd spent just yearning for him; that was how I lived. Eat breakfast. Holy Rome. Go to work. Holy Rome. Crawl into bed alone, every single night Holy Rome. I didn't know how to live any other way. Was it even possible? I struggled to remember a time when he hadn't grazed my every thought.
God. Holy Rome not coming home? The thought had never even occurred to me. I looked back now on all that time I'd wasted on that beautiful boy. I'd closed myself off, hadn't I? I saw that now. I must have hurt so many people. My brother came to mind He deserved someone better than I had been, didn't he?
I deserved better, too. I couldn't l
Star gazingStar gazingStar gazing4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ve~" Italy smiles and snuggles up against Germany on the red and white checkered picnic blanket they were laying on. "It's so pretty out here!" He said, turning his head so he was looking up at the starry night sky.
"Ja." Germany half smiled.
"Germany! Let's look at the stars and see if we can find those star pictures!"
"Do you mean constellations?"
"Yeah!" Italy smiles and rolls over onto his back.
"Oooh that one looks like spaghetti! and so do those! and those...and those...and those........Germany?"
"Is spaghetti a constellation?"
Germany chuckles. "Nein."
"Ooh... okay!" Italy smiles and continues staring at the stars.
"That one is Orion."
"See those three stars in a row?" He points at them. "Well that's orion's belt."
"And see that over there..that's the big and little dipper."
"Ooooh. Germany is so smart~" Italy snuggles in closer to Germany and kisses him.
"Ti Amo Doitsu~"
"Ja. Ich liebe dich" Germany leans in for another k
Copper Curl Part VIGermany sat on his couch, bundled up under a thick shelter of covers. He felt rather pathetic, curled up in a ball. He felt as if he were hiding.Copper Curl Part VI4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hiding from what, though? Italy? Himself? The truth? Everything?
He didn't understand what the hell was going on. First there are these damn visions that most definitely belong to the dead nation, Holy Rome. Then there is the fact that Germany is starting to acquire some non-platonic feelings for Italy.
He can't deny it anymore. He definitely likes loves Italy. That way.
Germany bit the insides of his mouth and let out a frustrated groan. He ran his hand over his face and peered out his open window. The stars were shining bright against the black sky. The blonde nation felt the hairs at the back of his neck stand up for some unknown reason. He stiffened and lowered the covers from his chin cautiously.
He looked around the dark room and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, there as something off. He held his breath for a few seconds
GerIta? Not QuiteAt three o'clock in the morning, while the majority of the world was asleep and restoring its spent energy, a young man chose to climb out of bed and lock himself in a bathroom.GerIta? Not Quite5 years ago in Scraps More Like This
He wasn't exactly sure why he had done so. Everything that walked, crawled, or slithered was at that moment asleep (save the crazies, prepubescent slumber party-goers, and gamers, the nocturnal creatures of the suburbs). Nothing moved outside: no birds chattering, no lawn mowers humming, no cars rumbling past on the streets. Only the dead silence of an almost supernatural time of night where nothing seems to still be alive.
He was aware of this silence, and wary of it. The man wasn't used to it, this queer quietness that settled heavily on his ears. He entered the bathroom and grasped the doorknob to slowly pull the door closed. It squeaked loudly, with a squidgy whine, as it always did, causing the man to jump a little and instinctively look around. Any second now, his older brother would appear and scold him
Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta-Summary: It's Ludwig's turn to host Christmas dinner, when he and Feliciano get caught under the mistletoe. What follows is a bit of a surprise to the other nations.Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta-4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: Germany/N. Italy
Laughter filtered through the slightly open door, and Ludwig smiled a bit. He had been chosen as the host for this year's Christmas get together, and all their friends were gathered in his dining room as he and Feliciano bustled around the kitchen. A few others had tried to get in to help, but were quickly dissuaded by the reactions of the two countries. A wooden spoon and baster could be very effective weapons.
"Hey, West! Is the food done yet?"
Ludwig rolled his eyes and called back, "Almost! Just a few minutes more!"
Feliciano spun and handed him a platter with the appetizers. "Here, Ludwig. Bring these in while I put the finishing touches on the dinner."
He carefully balanced the platter as he pushed open the door. "Will you be fine with the "
"Ve, of course I'll be fine! I've