Prussia's AWESOME StoryOne day there was an Awesome person called me. He was so totally awesome and stuff that he went off and did all these awesome things that I can't think of right now. He was too awesome for your mind!Prussia's AWESOME Story4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I'M SO AWESOME!!!
Mi MariposaMi Mariposa3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is a Male!ReaderxSpain fanfic. Since I couldn't find any I took it upon myself to write one up.
Enjoy ; u ;
You walked through the school hall, trying to get past all the other students that were cramping everything up to get to your locker. You knew the bell would ring soon, signaling that your next class was starting and that you needed that classes book/books to actually get through it.
Ever since your first day of high school you were branded a nerd and you were bullied for it. Even through the months you had made some friends the bulling never ceased up.
You looked through your locker for your books on (Subject). Finding the one's you needed you closed your locker only to be met with deep blue eyes that belonged to a certain Frenchman. "Hello there [Name]." You sighed inwardly, knowing full well that he enjoyed to toy with your emotions while his other two friends taunted you rep
The Nordics Eat Special SandwichesTHE NORDICS EAT SPECIAL SANDWICHESThe Nordics Eat Special Sandwiches3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Denmark came in and bangs the door.
"OMG SWEDEN!" he screamed. "THOSE WERNT ORDNARY SANDWICHES WE ET!"
"Wh't?" said Sweden, confused. Norway came in with a silly grin and dead carrot.
"THEY WERE VERY SPECIAL SANDWICHES!" Denmark yelled as Finland came down from the attic wearing a bikini.
"OMG WHATS GOING ON?" yelled Sweden, hitting the table with a pumpkin.
"IM A CARROT HUNTAR LOL!" said Norway and did a cartwheel on an unsuspecting goldfish.
"Its a CABBAGE!" said Finland.
"NO ITS NOT!" shrieked Denmark epicly. "EVERYWUN NOES IT'S A TORTOISE!!!"
"OH NOES! DEY BE STEALIN MAH BUKIT!" said Finland randomly and turned into a pink Frisbee.
"OMGWTF!!!" said Norway. He fell off the goldfish and landed on Hanatamago, who picked his nose with a tomato.
"IM A POTATO YAY!" said Sweden hitting Norway with his earrings.
"STOP IT SHES MY GIRLFRIEND!" yelled Norway and started eating his toes.
"LOL I LUV YOU MRS WOOPY-CUSHION!" said Denmark jumping on Norway's back
The Crackiest USUK Fanfic Ever WrittenThe Crackiest USUK Fanfic Ever Written3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
America stared blankly ahead with a confused and slightly disturbed look on his face. England had gone into one of his magical gay trances again.
"Good day, Sir Teletubby, would you like some tea? What's that, Flying Mint bunny? Would you like some too? Oh stop, you! It's my pleasure!"
Not only was he carrying a conversation with his imaginary friends, but he was also wearing a tiara…a pink miniskirt… and Tights. Surprisingly, America found it looked kind of… attractive on him… 'Wait a minute, what the hell was I just thinking?' America shook the thought out of his head abruptly, mumbling to himself.
"Anyways, just what are you doing, England?" He pondered.
"I'm having a tea party, you git." England glared, "Would you care to join us?"
"Erm… I think I'll pass…" America said, as he stared at the empty chairs. Clearly, England was out of his mind. He paused. "
Taking care of your Poland HetaloidThank you for ordering from Hetaloid Corp. Here is a list of instructions for caring for your new Poland Hetaloid. With your new Hetaloid is a few things.Taking care of your Poland Hetaloid3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Your Poland Hetaloid comes with:
-one military outfit
-a warddrobe of hipster pink or fashionable clothing
-a can of hipster pink paint (You'll understand why)
-a limited warranty in case your Hetaloid breaks
Taking care of your Hetaloid comes with great responsibility. following these guidlines are simple as 1,2,3. However, failure to follow these guidlines may result in destruction of your Hetaloid, a depressed Hetaloid, or a 2p! Hetaloid. (Warning: 2p! Hetaloids may cause destruction of( your house, blood loss, heart attack, stroke, deep wounds, and fangasms.)
How to activate your Poland Hetaloid
Upon arrival, your Poland Hetaloid will arrive in a hipster pink crate. Upon opening the crate, he will wake up and act shy and show anxiety towards you. Once he gets to know you better, he will never le
With the Family--To start off I'm going to just say know this will be a side project, I had the urge to write this for a very long time and since I actually got the time so it had begun. Most likely it will be a POV but no worries I will tell you if any of that happens before hand, this is just a test with my writing so I hope you enjoy the story and comment who should die first. It helps. (sorry I know many people like me don't read the Description so I put everything here) Now to the story~With the Family3 years ago in Drama More Like This
To introduce the families that would take words that just don't exist, they are people that we can only dream of in our nightmares. Yes, they are the people of nightmares, you may want to close your eyes or just look away for these stories are true. The ignorance or bliss you may have can be saved just avert your eyes, close your tab, clean your computer but then again they will always have a way of finding you. Isn't that what makes them the people of Nightmares, always lurking
Alfred X Reader: No Rosario Can Keep Us Apart 1.5 Part two of chapter 1Alfred X Reader: No Rosario Can Keep Us Apart 1.53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"_________, will you still miss me when I leave." The serious tone caught me off guard. He sounded depressed like he was going to cry. His face covered by his bangs, so I could not see his eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Back to the show! WEE~~
Alfred did not dare look my way; this was starting to scare me. "Are you going somewhere Alfred?" I had to know since this was going to haunt me for the rest of my life if he did not return.
His head turn, covered by his bangs; he spoke; "_______, I'm " he was cut off by a bus that stopped right in front of us. This bus looked the same, just like any normal bus.
"Are you Alfred F. Jones?" the bus driver asked, he sounded like he was in a hurry.
Alfred looked up to him and nodded, "Okay kid then get in, I have a tight schedule."
"Give me a few minutes please," Alfred requested then turned back to me. Those eyes bright reddish purple, almost hot pink. Tears trickling down his cheeks, just how you see Niagara Fal
Germany x Prussia : If You Ever Come BackAugust 10, 1961Germany x Prussia : If You Ever Come Back3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I haven't slept for days. Not since the day he was taken away from me. Not since my brother and I were separated by that wretched wall. The day Gilbert was taken is still engraved in my mind.
~Flashback : 7 days ago~
"No! Take me instead!" I yelled as Gilbert stepped up. He had just volunteered himself to be taken prisoner by Russia.
"West don't worry, I'll be fine" he said with his signature smirk before turning to the Russian man. "Are you ready Ivan?"
The man nodded and put the metal handcuffs on my brother's wrists before walking away with him. I sat there on my knees in the cold snow watching his figure get smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared.
That night I went home and was unable to sleep and unable to eat. Everything was the same as when he left it.
Then a few days later the wall went up, blocking my people from being able to
I Dream of Swiss Chocolate Ch 1 SwitzerlandxReaderI Dream of Swiss Chocolate Ch 1 SwitzerlandxReader3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"That time of year is coming again..." You sighed as you rest your head on your hands. You sat at one of the lunch tables outside along with your friends Elizabeta, Bella, and Lili. (Hungary, Belgium, and Liechtenstein)
You gazed over at your crush, Basch. (Pronounced Vash; Switzerland, of course) He sat with his so called "friends". You laughed as he brought out his revolver gun and shot it at the ground, Roderich (Austria) was making him angry again so he gave a warning shot into the grass.
You could even hear him yell,"I CAN'T DO THAT! SUGGEST THAT AGAIN AND I'LL SHOOT YOU!" You thought his Swiss accent was just so adorable. You giggled.
"[Y/N], it's Senior year, you've been staring at Basch ever since our Freshman year. Go talk to him already!" Elizabeta tried to persuade you into talking to your all time high school crush. Well...you liked him since Kindergarten, you knew him ever since then. You couldn't help but fall for the Swiss boy. He was even the first kid to talk to you on
100 things I, Prussia, shouldn't do1. I shouldn't state that I'm awesome everyday100 things I, Prussia, shouldn't do4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
2. Even if it's true
3. I shouldn't ask mein bruder if he's gay for Italy
4. He would punch me
5. I shouldn't ask Germany if he's gay for Japan
6. He would punch me
7. I shouldn't ask West if he's gay for me
8. He would punch me
9. I should avoid Germany
10. I shouldn't shave France's beard in his sleep
11. Even if his reaction in the morning would get over a million hits on YouTube
12. I shouldn't pull on Romano's curl
13. Spain would kill me
14. I shouldn't pull on Italy's curl
15. Germany would kill me
16. And that would be breaking rule number 9
17. I shouldn't try to steal Austria's vital regions
18. Hungary would hit me with her frying pan
19. I shouldn't try to steal Hungary's vital regions
20. She'd kill me with her frying pan
21. I shouldn't make fun of England's magic
22. Even if Russia's is MUCH cooler
23. I shouldn't commandeer pancakes from Canada
24. Even if the ARE almost as awesome as me
26. I shouldn't crawl int
Hetalia - How to Speak like an HetalianHetalia - How to Speak like an Hetalian4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
67 Ways to Speak like you're from Hetalia!
1. End your sentences with "aru".
2. Say "Ve~" a lot.
3. Ask- no TELL people to "become one with Russia".
4. Option one for Introducing yourself: "I am Japan, a person who can sense the mood and who refrains from speaking".
5. Speak the noises that you make. (ex. when chewing food "chi chi chi chi", when staring "jiiiiii~ jiiiiii~ jiiiiii~")
6. Say "kolkolkolkolkolkol!"
7. Yell "PASTAAA~".
8. Option two for Introducing yourself: no matter what, say in a whispering voice "I'm Canada, you're owner".
9. Yell "I choose you, China"!
10. Yell "VODKAAA~"!
11. Say "I sound like a fag"!
12. Repeat "Marry me"!
13. Call your older brother (or random strangers, that works too) "Big brader" [big brother, in a funny accent].
14. Tell people to "Praise me"!
15. Yell "I'll be the hero"!
16. Call random people your "wife".
17. Stand next to a lamp post and say "I'll try my best until next time, I'll think about it, All my answers are "no". It's a quirk".
HetaOni: The Story Continues 1AUTHOR'S NOTE: Read the description if you want to see this continued.HetaOni: The Story Continues 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Prussia, Germany, and Japan stood in a rough semicircle around Italy's pale corpse, laid out on one of the beds in the safe room. His hands were folded loosely on his chest, a white rose between them. No one had wanted England to waste what little power he had left on something so useless, but he had insisted and none of them could stop him.
"What should be our priorities?" Japan asked quietly.
"To put it simply, it should be 'to escape' or 'Spain and Romano,' right? Italy is "
Germany couldn't finish the sentence. Japan didn't really blame him. Italy had been important to all of them, but Germany had always been closest to him.
"Italy's face got dirty when he fell," Japan remarked, mostly just to break the silence. "I think I have a handkerchief "
He reached out to wipe the dirt from Italy's face. Suddenly, he froze.
America X Reader X Dark AmericaDark America X Reader X AmericaAmerica X Reader X Dark America3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There is a little violence at the end, maybe a small bit of language not sure yet. ^^"
It was a regular day in the life of _______... Well at first
After a long stressful day at her high school she was on her way to McDonalds with her best friend Alfred F. Jones, while walking out of the school gates ________ had the oddest need to ask a really stupid question. She turned her head to face the tall American walking beside her,
"What's up _____?" he said with his giant toothy smile.
"What does the F in your name stand for?" _________ asked.
He looked down at her and smiled even more "Oh is my bestest buddy _________ curious?"
"yeppers!" _____ smiled at him.
Alfred blushed a little, he always loved _______'s smile. Well her smile was just one of the things he always loved about her. He had always had a crush on her.
But he could never tell her for two reasons one; they have been friends since there first year of m
Beauty of the UnseeingArthur Kirkland didn't know colors. He didn't know what trees looked like, he would never know the color of the blue sky above. He wouldn't know that grass was green, or the multiple colors that autumn brought. Red apples, orange pumpkins, he had never seen these. He had never seen anything, not even the bouquets of flowers he would arrange in beautiful manners.Beauty of the Unseeing3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur owned a floral shop in a quiet town. All the citizens knew him for his flowers, and all of them questioned how he could make such gorgeous things without seeing them. Arthur never gave direct answers. All he did was smile and fill their orders out, moving onto a new request.
This man hummed tunes, soft music floating through his shop at all times. It calmed customers, giving a light feeling in their hearts. Arthur usually sat with his eyes closed, fingers on his counter, drumming them. He was lucky he couldn't see the pitying looks he received.
But, somehow, he seemed just fine with this. He was blind; he had been his en
003: LightFrUK: He Is My Light003: Light4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His house was dark. All of the blinds and shades were closed, not allowing any measure of sunlight to disturb him. The darkness fit his mood. He was a total wreck. For days, he hadn't moved from his bed. He just laid there, from the time he awoke to the time he fell asleep. He never even got up to eat. The pain of hunger became so constant that he got used to it, and eventually he didn't even notice it anymore. If he weren't an immortal nation, no doubt he'd be dead by this point. As it was, he was wasting away. Not that he cared. Nothing mattered to him anymore. Not since America had left him.
He'd lost track of the days since he first barricaded himself in his room. Not that he'd ever tried to count in the first place. But as he stared blankly up at the ceiling, some tiny, non-broken part of his mind wondered idly why no one had noticed his continuous absence and come to check on him. Then it remembered that he had no friends and the only person he'd cared about
Parler Francais ... part 1Parler Francais ... part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The world meeting was finally over and the countries were standing around chatting or getting ready to leave as it had been the case for Switzerland before he was interrupted by France getting in his way. The small blonde looked up with an annoyed expression and didn't even bother to form the words 'what-the-hell-do-you-want?' he just said them with the emerald daggers he shot with his gaze. A smirk formed on the flirtatious country before he asked in a low tone in the language they shared:
T'as envie de venir un peu chez moi? "
(Want to come a bit to my place?)
« Pour faire quoi ? »
« Rien d'offensif, mon ami je veux juste papoter un peu en français. »
(Nothing harmful, my friend I just want to chat in French.)
« Invite donc Canada, ce garçon t'aime bien »
(Invite Canada, that boy likes you )
« Du bon français, douce Suisse je ve
Magician!EnglandxReaderOoOoOoOoOoOoMagician!EnglandxReader4 years ago in Romance More Like This
You thought all magicians were like scones; their tricks looked so old and unappealing to the eye, people didn't give them the time of day.
But you were wrong. Oh so very, very wrong.
At least about him.
The clear crystal waters of the ocean danced with the last rays of sunlight as the sun sank below the horizon. You can't help but stare up in awe at the cotton candy-like clouds scattered so artistically across the sky and admire the wonderful arrangement of colors that began with the sun. The sun shined a brilliant golden color that changed to bright orange, then scarlet red, then tinted pink, and at last, a deep lavender hue. You closed your eyes and calmly breathed in the crisp sea breeze that gently ruffled your hair and brushed against your skin.
Comfort. Peace. Tranquility. These were the feelings that eased your heart and mind every time you went for a stroll on the beach. The beach was definitely one of the ideal places you jus
Walk Away: PruHun I thought about the past. A past that... somehow.. had scarred me over the years. Thinking about that, I pulled her closer to me, pulling her head against my chest so I could rest against the top of her head.Walk Away: PruHun4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Prussia approached her as she turned, somewhat frightening him with her pure beauty and grace, how could someone that had once been so fierce, turn so... feminine?
He stopped, feeling his cheeks beginning to burn, knowing well that they were turning red.
"What is it stupid?"
She tilted her head in the most adoring way, her hair bouncing some as she did this, her eyes closed, a wide smile of utter cuteness resting across her cheeks.
He became dumb-founded, and he couldn't understand why.. he just couldn't seem to find the words he wanted to say anymore, they'd gone completely from his mind. &
The answer is popcorn-ItalyxReaderxdrabble crackThe answer is popcorn-ItalyxReaderxdrabble crack3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Ah, Saturday. The time of week where you're only supposed to laze around and do nothing. Which, by the way, you were currently doing exactly that. Curled up in bed, wearing your favorite pajamas, snug as a bug. Everything was so quiet in the Italian household, which was consider extremely rare. Especially when Romano wasn't raising hell over the simplest things.
Ah, so peaceful...As you were floating away into sweet dreams, a certain pasta-loving man came crashing onto your bed, scaring the living h-e-double-pocky sticks out of you, causing you to jump high enough to almost reach the ceiling from being tremendously surprise.
"(Name!) (Name!) Can I'a ask you something?" Italy, of course it was him, asked you excitably.
"Man...It's my sleep in Saturday, the hell you disturbing me for?" You questioned exasperated, rubbing your left eye with annoyance, making your right eye twitch somewhat.
Cue imaginary spit take.
"W-W-What?!?" Your eyes probably matched the size of beach b
HetaOni: Leave Out All The RestHetaOni: Leave Out All The Rest4 years ago in Horror More Like This
I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
'Cause no one else cared
Italy ran through the dark corridors of the haunted mansion, his brown leather boots thumping against the hard ground. The Thing was following him, slowly and steadily. Italy knew he could not run much longer, he was running out of energy fast. He was going to die. Falling against the cool wooden surface of a door, he was stunned when it opened to reveal France standing there. "Italy?" The other nation looked surprised. "What are you doing, come inside." He ushered Italy into the room. The latter began feeling a warm liquid trickling down his face.
"Italy, why are you crying?" Germany asked his friend, becoming concerned.
"Come sit with us, aru." China said, patting the seat next to him. Italy, however, remained standing, his back to the door.
After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here?
"Germany, thank you for being such a good friend to me, even t
The Downfall of PrussiaThe Sky roars, The baby criesThe Downfall of Prussia3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Canon fire, The blood flies
The ending war has finally come
His time is truly done
The end of his knightly ways
His red eyes shine with in unshed tears
Blood stained uniform, A thunderous night
The black raven 'crows', Another loss of a Knight
Red was all the old nation could see.
Blindingly the nation whispered to Germany
"We must end this now, tonight"
The young blonde nation looked over in surprise
Rising his sword above his head,
it fell to the ground with a 'clank'
Then Prussia whispered the words he would forever regret
"I hereby announce, that Prussia is officially dissolved."
Everyone on the bloodied field turned to look at him
The adversaries cheered and danced, as Prussia slowly cried.
A blinding white light shown through the night
The rain had came and gone,
As did the war
Slowly, but surely the old nation began to fade
The nation's army began to cry
It's now Prussia's time to die
He, himself was purely calm
For peace was nearly at dawn
10 Reasons to Support FrUkWhy FrUk should be supported10 Reasons to Support FrUk6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
10. He interacts with England the most.
9. They team up when someone else joins along with the fight.
8. France became worried when England became sick.
7. They had both proposed marriage.
6. England tried to emulate France.
5. France teases him a lot as a kid.
4. They were both pirates and coincidently want to be gentlemen.
3. England raised Canada after France did.
2. They had spend time together practically naked on one Christmas.
1. They are very obsessed with trying to be better than the other.