Giorni DispariUnder his hands the piano keys played their melodious music. The sound seemed to flow from the grand instrument, his eyes closed as he heard the music with more than his ears. He could feel it inside him, something falling and rising, twirling and growing. The long fingers flew across the ivory keys, not missing a note, never faltering. His head bobbed, slowly and rhythmically as a snake's would. His chest rose and fell from deep breaths, and in his head was a picture of beauty. A blue bird flapping its wings, a mountain valley, untouched by human hands, the flourishing flora and fauna a beautiful sight, so beautiful that it couldn't possibly be real. He saw morning dew reflecting an opaque rainbow amidst a sky of grey.
Behind him a girl quietly entered the sunlit room, wide brown eyes trained on the ruffled, dark hair. She made her way over to a wall lined with cabinets and opened one t
Cheater Cheater Pumpkin EaterPrUK one shotCheater Cheater Pumpkin Eater4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gilbert Beilschmidt ran after the British man. They were the only two people in the streets of the quaint little community at ten o'clock p.m. The pounding footsteps sounded off the pavement and echoed throughout the street. The blue-black sky was alight with the twinkling stars and the faint light of the quarter moon. The two passed gardens and white-washed houses.
"Arthur wait!" Gilbert cried. His red eyes were wide and exhausted from running. His breath came out short and quick. His white hair flew behind him and his nose and ears were red from the cold of late November.
"Never!" Arthur's voice called out over the road. He was struggling to heave the cold air in his lungs. His face was a deep red from exertion and cold and his whole body was covered in a cold sweet. His s
A Christmas Present-Snapped North ItalyFeliciano watched as Ludwig left for the Christmas party. He waved through the window as the car left the drive way, a false smile all the way. As he lied smoothly Ludwig did not notice the change in his amber eyes, he didn't notice the darker spark that seemed to take place in them.A Christmas Present-Snapped North Italy4 years ago in Horror More Like This
But Feliciano noticed.
And Feliciano let it take control.
He waited ten minutes after the black Porsche had left the drive before going into action. He grabbed a few choice items and phoned a taxi. Within half an hour he was on the next plane to Sweden where Tino and Berwald lived together.
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Finland listened to the pleasant jingling of sleigh bells as he harnessed the deer. The last of his elves had left for the holidays last night and tonight he would be flying solo. "Here you go vixen" he said, feeding th
FrancisBlue eyes filled with longing gazed openly into space, trying to form words in his mind. The water beneath his feet reflected his thin form and the dark wooden platform he sat on. Long blond hair wavered in the salty breeze, and the dock shifted under him as someone stepped onto it.Francis3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey" the Englishman sat next to him, worried green eyes holding a steady gaze. Francis didn't acknowledge that he was there, but held his dreamy gaze. Arthur sighed, knowing that he couldn't do anything. In his green eyes was a different kind of longing, one that he knew would never be satisfied. While Francis immersed himself over her, Arthur watched him fade away. He could feel tears choking his throat whenever he looked at the man who longed over a girl who never gave him even a second glance. But he, he was always there for him. Arthur was by his side when he needed him, a shoulder to cry on.&
RusCan-La Belle et Le Bete-PrologueRain pounded the world as Mother Nature released her fury on a small town. Amidst a small country whose name was lost to the grip of time was a grand palace that belonged to a prince with a corrupted heart and mind. The prince had violet-red eyes and a fiery temper. In his palace lived with him three servants by the names of Toris, Raivis, and Eduard. He was terribly cruel to them and rumors had spread throughout the land of what he did to them.RusCan-La Belle et Le Bete-Prologue4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Raivis" a deep voice bellowed over the thunder. A trembling blond man stepped into the dim room.
"Y-yes M-Mr. Ivan?" He said. The Prince had a golden crown hanging half off his head and his cheeks were tinged a light pink from a little too much vodka.
"I spilled some vodka on my coat" he said, holding the large brown over coat out to the fearful man. "Wash it."
"Y-yes sir" he said and took the coat. Raivis scurried out of the room and the prince was left t
Ghosts Aren't Real-APH-4AntonioGhosts Aren't Real-APH-43 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Tonio? Antonio? Hey, ANTONIO!" Lovino shook the man, bringing him back to reality. "Where is he?" He asked impatiently. Antonio’s face was bone white, he looked like he was about to puke at any moment.
Antonio said something quietly, barely even a mumble.
"Dead" he croaked. Lovino froze.
"Lovino its real. I told you its real but you didn't listen, now Francis is dead!" His voice grew louder with every word and now he was waving his arms around. People gave him strange looks before quickly moving away.
"Hey stop, people are looking at us-"
"I don't care. Francis is DEAD Lovino, dead! And it's-"
"Shut up you bastard" Lovino said angrily and began dragging him out of the carnival.
Antonio pulled away. "No, I'm going to go find-" he cut himself off. He looked bitterly at Lovino.
"Antonio-" he turned and walked away, quickly disappearing into the crowd. "Please don't get hurt." Lovino said quietly. Deciding to leave Antonio, since he obviously wasn't liste
RusCan-La Belle et Le Bete-3Madeline came through the door, biting her lip. Furrowing her brow she contemplated where in the world her father could be. She had checked all the usual places where he might be but found no answer. Toni had said he saw Francis leave alone but Madeline would not put it past him to find some woman on the street. Where ever he was, she was worried. He may not treat her right but he was the only family she had, and family was important to her.RusCan-La Belle et Le Bete-34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She heard someone rustling through the cabinets as she entered the house. To her relief her father stood with his back to the door.
"Papa!" she said happily and hugged him from behind.
The blond man turned, startled, and lightly hugged her back with a sad smile. "Salut Maddie."
"Papa? A-are you okay? Where were you? You worried me!" Francis only bit his lip and refused to look into his daughters eyes. "Where were you?" she
Ghosts Aren't Real-APH-1The First NoteGhosts Aren't Real-APH-13 years ago in Horror More Like This
The brisk night air laid a pleasant chill on Francs’ face as he walked home from the restaurant. It was near midnight by the time he had finished locking up and now there was no one else on the street. Every now and then a car would pass by but other than that there were no disturbances to the near silence of the town. H shoved his hands in his pockets and watched his breath come out in white puffs. Soon he would have to change his jacket for a warmer coat, December was approaching fast.
In about 15 minutes he reached his house and fumbled with the keys to unlock the front door, stamping his feet to warm himself up. He pushed open the door and closed it quickly behind him and felt the wave of heat wash over him. Francis took off his jacket and hung it up, and collected the mail from in front of the door. Wandering to the kitchen he tossed it on the counter and turned to the ridge to look for a quick something to eat before bed.
A piece of notebook paper
RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-7Madeline winced as Felix somehow managed to slip on the dress that was incredibly tight around her waist.RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-74 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I think I may have made it a tad bit too small." He noted walking around his final product.
"You think?" Madeline winced. She felt like her ribs were about to crack.
"Oh well! No time to fix it! Must go to party like now!"
"Nup! Come on!" Felix was already in his own ball gown (a beautiful thing made of a shimmering green material to match his eyes).
With her hair done and the dress on Felix helped her put on the shoes he had chosen and lead her to the ballroom. The way was a bit long, which was good because Madeline had at least a bit of time to learn how to walk in high heels. She only tripped twice and Felix caught her arms before she ruined the dress.
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PrUK- Our StoryI've been in love with Arthur ever since I was in my senior year. I got self-conscious around him, and I felt a bit protective around him. At first I thought that maybe I just developed an older brother complex around him, but I felt like I wanted to do things with him that I wouldn't even think about doing with my younger bruder. Was it normal to get hard when you're around one of your best friends? I talked about it to Francis but I didn't tell him that it was Arthur- and he said that I might be in love with him.PrUK- Our Story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So, with that piece of information, I made it my goal to make him mine. However, it's easier said than done. You see, I might have had some competition for Arthur. Not only did he have that really annoying American, he was also rumoured to be going out with Kiku. Although he usually denies those rumours, you can never be too sure.
So, in order to win his heart over any of the other buffoons who even think for a split second that they were a match for the awesome me, I
RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-5Madeline slowly opened her eyes and stretched. Sitting up in her new bed she rubbed the last of the sleep form her eyes and made her way to the table where her breakfast would be sitting. As she ate she realized that this was her fourteenth day there, two weeks. The pastries and eggs and sausage were delicious as usual but they tasted bland as she thought about what was going on back in the village.RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-54 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
What had her father told everybody? Did anybody even notice she was gone? She felt a little more depressed than she already was at the thought that nobody might not even notice she was gone. Sure it was nice here, she had nice clothes, a soft bed, and enough food but she still wasn't happy. The only other person she had come in contact with was a quiet Asian man who introduced himself as Kiku and Toris.
She heard the doors to her room open and close and footsteps make their way in.
"Like is anyone here?" A voice ca
RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-4The man led Madeline through empty pristine halls. China dishes and crystal vases adorned tables while paintings of a proud man with violet eyes and a dark aura covered the walls. The floor was marble while the walls were a dark wood. The whole place seemed dark and foreboding, and one thing that Maddie didn't feel was welcome to the strange and eerie place.RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In fact Madeline wasn't in the least near happy at that point.
'Today is the worst of my life' she thought to herself. She had awoken to find her father missing, searched the entire town in the damp weather and come home to find that he had traded her off for his precious rings. Madeline felt tears sting her eyes again at her thoughts but she forced them away. She would not appear weak, she had no idea what her captor was like, but she would not show herself as weak.
"I'm Toris. I'm one of the servants here at the palace. Master Ivan is sleeping at the mom
Power Over England Ch1 (PrUk)Summary: After winning a bet against England, Prussia does not plan on letting 'the power over the limey' go to waste. For losing a bet against Prussia, England now has to suffer following all the over exaggerated, obnoxious, and plain out stupid orders from the kraut… PrUk! Request welcome!Power Over England Ch1 (PrUk)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Looking back, England wondered what has possessed him into agreeing to go out drinking with the Bad Touch Trio. At the time there were probably many reasons to why he agreed, (stress, overworked, diplomatic relationship and so on) not to mention the fact that the trio had been quite persistent in inviting him to join.
"Kesesese! It will be fun!"
But now, waking up in the afternoon with a massive hangover, "Fun my arse…" England mumbled quietly to himself as he eventually stood up from the bed. He sighed in relief, his clothes was still on him and it seemed he hasn't done anything reckless last night
"About time you're up!" The very familiar Prussian v
RusCan-La Belle et Le Bete-2Golden morning sun rays filtered through the dirty window of Madeline's room. Heavy lids blinked over her blue-violet eyes and she sat up on the thin mattress and stretched her arms. She slowly got up and started the morning routine. Wash herself in a small wooden tub, get dressed, dig through the random cabinets and cupboards to find something suitable for breakfast. Afterwards she would start on the daily duties that were required to live a stable life. This included working odd jobs and errands, shopping, and paying taxes and bills. Every now and then she would have to go get some medicines or wake up her father at the tavern and take the drunken man home.RusCan-La Belle et Le Bete-24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Papa" she knocked softly on his bedroom door. She had not heard him come home last night, so either he was very quiet when he came home (which was nearly impossible for him to do) or he didn't come home at all last night. Madeline slowly push
RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-6Feliks fall backwards, eyes wide.RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-64 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"M-Miss Maddie!" he cried out as he landed on the floor. "W-What-?"
Madeline laughed at the look on his face. She nearly doubled over and she continued laughing for five minutes.
"M-Miss?" Feliks slowly got up and straightened the skirt of his dress.
"I-I'm sorry. I j-just had to Toris-he said to scream!" she giggled.
"Oh well It's like totally okay! Of course Toris would like want to do that to me." Feliks
said and he rolled his eyes. "I mean Toris is like sooo immature. It's like the other day he totally spilled soup all over my new dress! I was all like 'Toris! Like OMG that was not cool!"
"um okay." Madeline said overcoming her fit of giggles. "Well, so what were you here for? I haven't seen anyone but Toris and Kiku."
"Oh right. I was here to like see if you need any new clothes! I like make all the clothes here and I have some to
Ghosts Aren't Real-APH-2GilbertGhosts Aren't Real-APH-23 years ago in Horror More Like This
By ten o’clock that morning the carnival grounds were already crowded. Francis drove wearily looking for a space to park. On the seat next to him his phone buzzed, he eyed it before picking it up. The man had barely gotten any sleep the night before, and the little sleep he ad was plagued with nightmares that he though had disappeared years ago. But sure enough there they were again, the same thing over and over again.
His feet pounded on the ground, his heart pounded in his chest. The light and noise buzzed around him, overwhelming him, drowning him. The world seemed to waver around him; he didn’t know where he was going.
“Guys!” a faint voice called. Gilbert, they had left Gil. “Wait for me!” it cried out. It was so faint growing further and further away. Filled with fear and adrenaline he didn’t stop, he kept running. He could see the fence now, almost in view, when he heard it. A loud shrill scream, the scream of a young
Lips of an Angel PrUkToss, turn. Toss, turn. Tick. Tick. Tock. His albino eyes opened, much to his dismay. The nation looked around the room, and sighed. His red, tired, sleep-deprived eyes glanced over to the other faithful man sleeping in his bed. Reaching his pale, slender hand over, he ran his fingers through the man's brown locks, trying not to wake him.Lips of an Angel PrUk4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Oh, how he envied him.
Austria would never leave him.
Never tell him a lie.
Never, ever, do the unthinkable.
The Prussian bit his lip, trying to fight back the urge to cry. Oh, he was so terrible! The deciet, the running around at night, coming in early in the morning. Reaking of beer, rum, sex--Did sex have a scent? He wasn't entirely sure on that one. -- sweat, and most importantly, him.
He was such a fucking pathetic excuse for a man.
Austria woke, turning his head towards the Prussian. "Gilbert, is everything okay? Why are you crying?"
Had he been crying? The Prussian wiped away the liquid on his cheeks, and tried to force a smile upon his
He's the One - EngGer Ch. 1Author's note: Hey look, a new fic by me! And it's not FrUk for once lul. Okay so I ship England/Germany pretty hard (not as hard as FrUK but pretty close) and I was sad to notice not a lot of fanfics of them and so I got this idea to do an AU slice-of-life type fic following their relationship through everyday stuff. This was the first chapter I wrote. There will be mostly fluff in this fic but there will be some sexual moments. I'm sorry if they both seem a little OOC, I took some liberties with how I perceived Germany's personality and since I'm starting this while the two of them are kind of a new couple, I figured their nervousness would be pretty normal. There will be background chapters and stuff explaining a lot of things so hopefully everything will make sense eventually.He's the One - EngGer Ch. 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Blah. I should just let you guys read lol Just note that none of these chapters were written in any kind of order. Whatever idea came to me, I fit it into their timeline c: Also, just so you all kno
RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-10Madeline burst through the doors to her room and jumped onto her bed. She sat on the plush sheets her face red and a great smile on her face. Falling back she giggled happily about the night that had recently ended. The beast was terrifying at first, but he really was sweet. A true gentlemen or at least he tried. She giggled again thinking about the awkward bow he had given and how he did his best to not tread on her feet, and he succeeded for the most part. She hugged one of the plush pillows, unable to fall asleep. Her mind kept whirling and twirling as if she was still dancing with Ivan. Ivan the beast. The terrible monster who wasn't so bad after all.RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-104 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Madeline lay in her bed for an hour but her eyes refused to get heavy, or even close. Instead she got up, still in her dress, and began to dance around the room, humming to herself. She danced with the pillow, twirl
RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-13Felix walked Madeline back to her room as she couldn't find the way back herself.RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-134 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey Felix. Could I go look around the rest of the castle?" She asked as they walked.
"Well, it's pretty big. You should, like probably have someone with you in case you, like get lost or something."
"Well why don't you come with me?" She grinned. Madeline had felt more and more at home, and for once in her life it felt like she was part of something bigger. Part of a family. Instead of caring for others who obviously didn't care for her, others cared for and about her. She had friends here; and to her this was a fairytale.
"Oh um like okay! It'll be fun! I haven't been around here in a while anyways." He smiled and began the tour. They went through and visited all the rooms in the east wing. This included the kitchens, the library, some abandoned dust-co
RusCan-La Belle et La bete-9Three loud steady knocks sounded on the old wooden door. Francis Bonnefoy looked warily at the door with blood shot eyes. He scratched the stubble on his chin and slowly pulled himself up from where he was sitting on the floor. Three more impatient knocks.RusCan-La Belle et La bete-94 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Un moment!" He shouted to whoever was on the other side of the door. He dragged his tired feet to the door and opened it.
"Hi! I'm here to see Maddie!" A thick bouquet of flowers was shoved into his face and Francis sneezed and backed up.
"She isn't here right now." He tried to close the door but Alfred stuck his foot in the way.
"When will she be back?" His blue eyes sparkled with anticipation.
"Never" Francis replied grouchily and put all his weight on the door.
"Ow!" Alfred stepped back and grabbed hold of his foot. Francis would've loved to see him hopping around like the idiot he was but closed the door and locked it. T
'anks bwother'anks bwother4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Scotland rubs his eyes sleepily, not sure about what the hell has just woken him up, but his mind is too fogged with sleep to deeply ponder about it.
He yawns, motionless in his bed - and as he listens to the silence of his room the quiet sound of muffled sobs reaches his ears, answering his unspoken question.
Scotland sighs, threading a hand through his messy red hair in a tired fashion, trying to will his eyes to stay the fuck open.
It's usually up to Wales to deal with little England when he wakes up crying in the middle of the night, but tonight both him and Ireland are not home, so he's technically in charge of the brat.
Needless to say, the thought doesn't thrill him very much.
For a moment he entertains the idea to leave him be, but the thought of what mother-hen Wales would do to him if he discovered that he has ignored England's distress makes him move, although rather half-heartedly.
Scotland tosses the covers aside, untangling himself from the sh
RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-12Francis cowered under a thin blanket as the pounding on the door continued. His hands shivered uncontrollably from the amount of the alcohol h had consumed. His blue eyes were shut tight in a delirium and tears fell. He knew they would catch up to him sooner or later, Madeline hadn’t been seen in the village in many weeks. They were coming for him now, and there was nothing he could do about it.RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-124 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The old wooden door flew open and banged against the wall, the broken lock hanging limply on the door. Alfred stormed in, two lackeys following him. He walked into the bedroom and pulled the thin cotton blanket off of the drunken father.
“Where is she?” No extra chatting, no unnecessary questions, he was straight to the point.
“W-who?” Francis asked, trying to stall.
“You know who, your daughter you stupid man. I haven’t seen her in weeks, which is very unusual as she’s usually running around the v
RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-14Francis pulled on a grimy jacket and pulled himself off of his bed. He forced himself out of the house and slowly, painstakingly, made his way to the local tavern. The blood shot eyes were empty, and his body was racked with heavy, throttling coughs. His feet never seemed to leave the ground, they just shuffled on.RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-144 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He reached the tavern and his fingertips touched the door, but he couldn't bring himself to push it open. He couldn't bring himself to face the questioning voices, the wondering faces. Then he heard, it.
He heard the silence inside the tavern that was usually filled with rowdy yelling and boisterous laughs. He leaned just a bit against the door and pressed his ear to the wood. He could make out a single voice; the voice belonged to Alfred F. Jones.
"We must kill this beast that is terrorizing the village! You see, it has already kidnapped one of our own people! Join me and we s
RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-11After Toris left Madeline only had more trouble sleeping. Her mind kept coming back to the story of the beast, and it troubled her. Could that humble creature she had danced with really be one of the meanest men on earth? She fell back on her bed and pondered it. It was almost unbelievable, he seemed so…nice. Madeline spent the remainder of the night twiddling her thumbs and chewing her lip, thinking about the story of Ivan Braginski.RusCan-La Belle et La Bete-114 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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Feliciano and his brother, Romano, laid out the last dish on the table. The man beamed at the results of his hard work. His brother muttered curses under his breath about how tired he was and how much work this had been. The amber eyes lit up with delight as the first people came to breakfast. Ludwig, the blond German handy man, stopped for a moment, astonis