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GerIta: Try AgainHoly Rome wasn't coming back.GerIta: Try Again1 year 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 th
APH:GxI Sickness and HealthItaly woke up confused.APH:GxI Sickness and Health2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"What time is it?" He thought. Usually Germany woke him up around 6am. He checked the clock on the bedside table. It said 10am. Italy quickly looked over to see Germany still asleep. Italy had had a nightmare last night and had quietly snuck into Germany's bed. Italy stared at Germany's sleeping face.
"Germany," Italy whispered, poking the German's cheek, "It's time to wake up. I can make pasta for breakfast if you like." Germany groaned and rolled over.
"Something's different about Germany." Italy pondered, "Maybe Japan will know what to do." Italy jumped out of bed and headed for the phone to call Japan. He stood
Sweet Dreams: GerIta Oneshot"DOITSU, DOITSU!! GERMANY, GERMANY!!!"Sweet Dreams: GerIta Oneshot1 year 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 tired—believe 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
What Happened to Fratelllo?Title: What Happened to Fratello?What Happened to Fratelllo?1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Hetalia
October 4, 2011 9:45 EST.
An Italian skipped around the United Nations building. He was wearing a grey Italian (of course) suit. He smiled to the secretary. "Hello Elizabeth," He greeted her. "Having a good morning ve~?"
She gave him a sad smile and nodded him along. 'That's strange,' The child-like man thought. 'Normally she gives me a sarcastic answer.'
He opened the doors to the meeting room. The meeting hadn't started yet, which he was thankful for. Hushed whispers filled the air. Germany was the first one to acknowledged him.
"Italy hello," He said. "Have you heard about..." His voice trail
i love a rainy nighti love a rainy night: GerItai love a rainy night1 year 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.
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Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE OneshotFrom the moment he opened that tomato box, I knew.Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE Oneshot1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Holy Rome had come back for me.
At first, I had thought that I was hallucinating again—Holy 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
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?1 year 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 spi
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-1 year 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?"
Lud
Spain's Prisoner 10"Feeling any better?" Spain questioned softly. He was lying beside the smaller Italian on their bed, his tan hand slowly stroking the boy's auburn hair while his immobile one stayed lazily by his side.Spain's Prisoner 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's been over a week and I still can't walk because my legs were burnt almost off! Do you think I'm feeling better, idiot!" The Italian snapped emotionally, swiping the man's hand away with a harsh movement.
Though he was happy he did, Lovino couldn't wrap his head around the fact Antonio had rescued him like he did. Still, he was pissed off, alarmed and even more emotionally unstable as usual.
At night he found himself being jerked awake
Spamano: Best Day EverSpamano: The Best Day EverSpamano: Best Day Ever1 year ago in Romance More Like This
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Before I begin I just wanted to say that I made this during Language Arts Class and it came out quite wonderful actually... I used Human Names... Sorry.
Antonio = Spain
Lovino = Romano
Enjoy~
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Lovino looked out his window eyeing the Spainiard below. Lovino has been in love with Antonio Fernandez Carriedo for as long as he can remember. Antonio looked up and waved at Lovino with a huge grin on his face. Lovino scowled at him like usual. All though on the outside, he may have looked like he has hated him his whole l
Just FriendsHe was sixteen when he first met him.Just Friends1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Antonio would never forget the moment when he first laid eyes on him. His amber orbs, his dark brown hair, that frown and visible pout that proved to him that he didn't want to be here. But of course, moving to a new area was a little daunting; Antonio knew that from personal experience. He had moved to California from Spain a year before and if he was going to be honest, it took him a while to adjust and get used to the change. It was scary at first, but his two best friends- Gilbert and Francis- helped him through it. He met them at school and ever since they had been inseparable and that first day the
Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 2NOTE: This is the alternative fluffy ending to part 1 (obviously xD). See link in the description for the first part :3Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 21 year ago in Romance More Like This
Quadruple-checking that no one was around him, Lovino buried his head into his arms, and allowed himself a few tears. Dammit, it was true, wasn't it? No one liked him, let alone Antonio. That stupid bastardo. Actually, Lovino himself was also an idiot; he had let himself believe that perhaps Antonio cared; perhaps he had a shot at love… He knew better, now. He would lock away his heart from now on; there was no need for love, or Antonio. The stupid bastardo could go with his equally idiotic friends, and Lovino wouldn't
Tomorrow: SpamanoNOTE: For all you fluff fans out there, there is an alternative fluff ending part 2 (link is in the description). However, this works as a oneshot as well, in my opinion...Tomorrow: Spamano1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Today is going to be the day. I will definitely tell him today, for sure. No more excuses. No more putting it off.
This was Lovino Vargas's resolution as he grabbed his backpack, and walked out of his house to school.
Lovino was in love with that bastardo, that Antonio. He loved his beautiful, tan face, his twinkling green eyes, and his luscious chocolate hair. Hell, he loved everything about Antonio.
He could never fathom if Antonio liked him back or not. Sometimes, h
My LoviI woke up that next morning, my bottom hurting, and a silver bull pendant around my neck. I stretched, gazing out the window, the amber rays of dawn spreading her fingers across the bedroom, illuminating the red walls. I looked to my left, and there was Lovino, with the softest smile tangible, and a tinge of pink across his cheeks. I got out of bed, walking a little stiff from the soreness, and walked to the bathroom. Once I had brushed my teeth, I came back to the bed, Lovino still lying there. I just watched for a moment, his chest rising and falling, his eyes closed ever so delicately, he never had a strain on his face, never a frown afterMy Lovi1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Be my mate?The half-asleep, pure white cat's eyes lit open as he heard the door squeak. Prussia's tail swished around as he watched his younger brother walk into the room. The dark grey cat crawled under his owner's bed, digging for something.Be my mate?1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Good morning, West~" Prussia mewed, standing up and walking over to him. Germany flinched, instantly darting out from under the bed. "Don't sneak up on me like that." he growled.
"Well aren't you jumpy today... What were you looking for?" Prussia asked.
"None of your business." Germany said calmly, crawling back under the bed to continue his search.
Prussia crawled under the bed, purring. "Come on, tell m
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 Story2 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 be
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