Hetalia: Why Italy Loves Pasta It was just another day like any other at the bar for Italy and Germany. The Italian had ordered a simple glass of red wine while the German held a mug full of beer. Germany was silent, listening to Italy babble on and on about pasta, girls, tomatoes, and other things he really didn’t care about. He wondered why the man loved pasta so damn much, and when Italy finally stopped to take a breath, Germany decided to ask.Hetalia: Why Italy Loves Pasta3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Hey Italy... why do you love pasta?”
The red-haired Italian blinked his light brown eyes and smiled goofily. “Well, you see…”
”No!” Chibitalia wailed, running away from Holy Roman Empire, his little feet padding on the shiny wooden floor of the house.
“Please come back! I only wanted to give you food!” Holy Roman Empire called out after him in desperation. Chibitalia refused to listen, and continued to evade him.
Throwing open the front door, the little Italian ran and ran, until he was sure Hol
2P!Hetaliax2P!Reader She came from the asylum2P!Hetaliax2P!Reader She came from the asylum3 years ago in Horror More Like This
Well before I start. I was watching Marble Hornets and Creepy pasta, so this gave me an idea! I Hopes ya like it!
They called me crazy
They called me insane
They locked me away
Put me in a straightjacket
Tortured me in that damn white cell
But what people don't know is
Is that the Insane Asylum
Only makes you more insane
So I found my way out
And killed when I needed
I ran from that place
A dark forest
To meet my .."Friends"
"Alfy!!! Where are you goin?!" A man with bright blue eyes and with pink swirls them whined. He only rolled his eyes. "Yo dumbass! What did I tell you about callin me that?! It's Alfred! Say it with me!" Alfred snapped at the Englishman. He only smiled and nodded. "Okay!
Alfred! Now tell me where you're going when it's this late!" He said with a pout.
Alfred rolled his eyes. "Didn't ya hear Arthur?! There's some weird killer goin around in these woods and the ass
HetaOni: Italy's burden A loud shatter echoed through the entire mansion as the mirror broke. Italy used the stick for his white flag and smashed the remaining mirror to dust. Instead of the cheery Italian he was suppose to be, He was broken. He had watched his fellow nations die, telling him to leave. First Japan….who died in the piano room, the piano stained in Japan's blood. Next were France, China and Russia. Italy only witnessed France's death, seeing his 'big brother' asking Prussia to protect him before shutting his blue eyes for good. After he left, China and Russia join death soon after. Then….America, England and Canada. England and Canada were already dead, their corpses laid out on separate beds, stained with blood. America was in the empty spot between the two beds, holding their cold hands. Italy knew that he would be dead by the time Italy walks out the door. America told him how important both England and Canada were to him, and by the time Italy turned back after opening tHetaOni: Italy's burden3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
71. Obsession'Every nation has an obsession,' Sealand thought as he hid underneath the table at the World Conference.71. Obsession3 years ago in Humor More Like This
'America-Burgers and England
England-fairies, drinking America
Russia Vodka, sunflowers, pipes, China
China Pandas, cute things
Germany cleanliness, military, 'not' Italy
Italy pasta, not doing anything, pasta, sleeping, pasta, Germany, pasta
Rome women, drinking, potatoes, talking about these obsessions
Japan ramen, sushi, cute pets, cats, Greece or Turkey, anime, something that starts with p .
Spain Romano, tomatoes, churros
S. Italy Tomatoes, Italy, 'not' Spain, mustaches'
' .This means I need to have something to obsess over That'll be hard-'
Nekoloids Ch 3: Meeting The NeighborsNekoloids Ch 3: Meeting The Neighbors3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I knocked on the door, having seen the lights on and hearing voices from inside. I was a little scared to do this but this is why I came out here. So I raise my fists and knocked on the door, I hope they like my gift, a pecan pie I got as a farewell present from some old family friends. I couldn't bear to eat it and I hope that my neighbors didn't have an allergy to nuts.
The door opens and a little girl, about four years old answers it. "Y-yes, can I help you?" she asks, pushing her glasses up. It seems rather large for a girl her age to wear.
"Who's at the door Ash?" a tall man with sandy blonde hair, cerulean eyes behind his glasses asks, picking her up. "You know you shouldn't answer the door to strangers." he says to the girl, laughing.
"Damn it Alfred, put me down! I'm not a child!" the girl yells, struggling to get out of his grip.
I think my brain blew a fuse, I really wasn't expecting to see a little girl and a very handsome blond guy. As soon as the little workers in my head
Youkai!ReaderxBadTouchTrio - Pranksters be Damned!"Uwaaaaahhh... I'm so bored. I'm so bored. I'm so bored. Maybe I should just curse someone so I'd feel entertained?" You thought to yourself as you roamed around the halls of the school that you live in. You were bored and you hated it. You were one of the most powerful entities in the school right now and there you were walking around, not knowing what to do.Youkai!ReaderxBadTouchTrio - Pranksters be Damned!3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Geeze... Why did Eduard-kun have to be absent today? And Kiku-kun had to attend that stupid field trip. Boo. This sucks, my only friends aren't around and I've got no human to tease. I'm not hungry either, so I'm in no mood to stalk and munch on my prey. I can't curse someone cause I'm weak when the sun is out. GAAAAAH! I hate days like these!" You wail as loud as you can. No human can hear you unless you match your brain's wavelength with theirs, anyway. Okay, well maybe the people with sixth senses could, but all they'd probably hear is some sort of otherworldly squeal. They'll just think it's coming out of their imagin
Cradle Robber ~BabyReaderX2PHetalia Ch.10"[Name]............[Name]................[Name] sweety wake up~"sang a familiar voice.Cradle Robber ~BabyReaderX2PHetalia Ch.103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Slowly opening your eye you were instantaly meet with the familiar cotton candy colored eyes of Artie. It took awhile for your brain to remember what happened when you passed out. You quickly shot up and wrapped your tiny arms around Artie's neck.
"Artie!"you sobbed as you held onto him.
"Shhh Shh It's alright [Name]~"he cooed letting you calm down.
"I-I thought you were hurt....."you sniffled as you whipped your tears away.
"Of course not sweety, I told you I'd never leave you."he said as he moved some of your hair out from your eyes.
You smiled happily up at him as you sniffled.
"Arite?"you asked you asked curiously.
"Who was that scary women coming up the stairs? Where were you?"you asked gripping his shirt tightly.
"Eh?"he asked innocently blinking down at you.
"Sweety, there was no scary person. When I found you it seemed you passed out when your head hit the back of the ha
A Mad Thanksgiving"Do you think she'll come?" the Mad Hatter asked the March Hare worriedly.A Mad Thanksgiving5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I can't say," Marchy said for the hundredth time that afternoon. "Sit down, Reggie, you're making me dizzy!"
Reggie did sit down, but was instantly back on his feet pacing the length of the table, up and down, and up and down. He had been walking about in this manner since noon wringing his hands and worrying the brim of his over-sized hat until it was bent out of shape.
"I'm sure she won't come," he said, trying to convince himself. "But what if she does?!" He brightened up at this hopeful thought.
"You have to stop doing this to yourself. I think you've gone through every scale of emotion just since breakfast!" March Hare was quite finished listening to his friend build up his hope and then smash them, but he was a loyal man and wouldn't abandon his comrade in this time of need. "You sent the invitation and set this beautiful table, you can do nothing but wait now."
March Hare was, as usual, right. Reggie had
Together at last P1 Jareth was oddly excited about the party tonight. He had paid extra careful attention to his outfit. Even though she would never admit to it Jareth knew that Sarah would be there and he wanted to make sure he looked impeccable. Realizing that the human world wasn't ready for his "Fashion Sense" Jareth wisely opted against the eye makeup and insane, but awesome, outfits. Instead he brushed his blonde hair back away from his face, giving it an extra fluff, and added a few black streaks through it. His outfit was a simple selection of black jeans tucked into his usual black leather boots that came about half up his calf. He liked the way they fit against his slender legs and he knew that secretly Sarah liked it too. He finished his look off with a white long sleeve shirt rolled up to his elbows with the first three buttons undone and a black vest. He liked the look of the sophisticated bad-boy.Together at last P15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He kept his necklace on, he never took it off. The cold silv
Prologue--One Below Zero (Stucky AU) Water. Water, water, and somehow more water. Gasps for air. Silent night stained with screams. Darkness cradling me, clutching tightly to me as I try to gulp in more and more air. I have no such luck. Sonatas of waves that freeze my soul and lull me into a disturbingly peaceful slumber.Prologue--One Below Zero (Stucky AU)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"What happened?" The voice that responded was either too soft-spoken or too far away to be heard clearly. A few moments passed before a gasp was uttered and footsteps came quickly shuffling towards me.
"James, I know you might not be able to hear me, but please know that everything will be okay It'll It'll be alright." There were tears in the voice, I could tell. I have a knack for that sort of thing, one might say. But who was this person speaking so close to me? I couldn't recognize the voice, nor could I see the face that accompanied said voice. Why the hell not?
Also, what on earth was this person talking about"It'll be alright,"
Lavcious Revelry ( au fruk ) 001 When Arthur first saw Francis, it was in the midst of a colorful stream of caravans all done up in paper mache to look like dragons and castles and a giant owl taking up the rear. The Englishman had stood off to the side of the street as the caravans proceeded down the way, cutting its way through the English town like a splash of vibrancy among gray and lifeless people. Arthur could tell now, by the surrounding people in gray and black coats and hats, that this magical display had the citizens rapt by not only the color and sights, but by the people who were traveling with the overdone vessels. Women among the group were dressed in silk-like scarves and shined in their lovely dark skins like beautiful gems, dancing and enticing to the people. Many others played instruments like bugles and drums; to the back, joining the young women, was a golden-haired man that struck Arthur’s eye. The man’s hands were occupied by a worn violin, playing quick, seductive musicLavcious Revelry ( au fruk ) 0012 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Don't Be Scared! AmericaxReader Part 2 [End]This is part 2 so if you havent read part one please find it in my gallery or you will be confuse! XDDon't Be Scared! AmericaxReader Part 2 [End]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Dude, this is not cool at all.”
“Well this wasn’t my idea,” you pout, standing right next to Alfred in a field of never ending gravestones.
“Don’t worry, (name), the hero will protect you!” Alfred shouts cheerfully but with a hint of hesitation.
“I don’t know, you look kind of scared,” you looked up at him and cooed. But to be quite honest, you were pretty scared yourself. Your idea of spending Halloween was not to be hanging with a bunch of rotting corpses.
“Pffft. I’m not scared.” Alfred gives you an ‘as if’ look. “But we’re going to freeze if we stand here, so let’s just walk around.”
“Um, okay,” you say nervously, your arms crossed your chest from the cold.
Taking Over Me Chapter 2A few days had passed. He hadn't had any dreams recently, so he didn't see his "Dark" side. He decided to let it go, it was just a weird dream after all. He walked to Austria's house, with thoughts of Holy Rome going through his mind.Taking Over Me Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been a few hours since he had arrived. Hungary and Austria were sitting opposite of him. They were all silent, Hungary and Austria staring at Italy's sad face. Hungary looked at Austria and he sighed. He cleared his throat.
"You need to forget Holy Rome."
Italy looked up at Austria is surprise. He hadn't expected him to say that. They hadn't even been talking about Holy Rome. It seemed Austria noticed the question on his face.
"You always get this sad expression on your face when you think of him. It's easy to tell. But you should really forget about him, he's not coming back," Austria said harshly. Italy just stared at him for a long while. Hungary looked at Austria sternly but she knew there was no use denying it.
"I... I know he's not... But I c
Afterglow-A FrUK short(very short) storyArthur's hands were ice-cold as he held them out, holding the book in front of his face, eyes passing over the well-worn pages and the well-known letters and words and sentences. He was sprawled across the bed, sheets rumbled all around him, his fingers splayed over the page, keeping the book open, as smoke glided all over the room, curled around the corners of the ceiling, the windowsills, his ankles, his elbows, over the yellow pages of his used copy of As You Like It.Afterglow-A FrUK short(very short) story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He turned page, and the small crumbling of paper echoed in the silent room comfortably, easily, like the waves on the sand. More smoke, more pages, his own warm breath blowing on his frozen fingers, internally cursing the weather, more smoke, page, page, smoke. And then the bed dipped, warm fingers splaying over his shoulder. "What are you reading?"
The words were muffled, the mouth that said them pressed against his jugular. Arthur bit his lip so as not to smile and quoted "...They have their exits and their entrances
You're My Wish -AlfredxReader [Drabble]Your heavy eye lids were just about to close when suddenly, your phone started to ring. You muttered a few select curses under your breath as you began to walk-crawl to where your phone was ringing. You fumbled around a bit and then peered at it to see who was calling.You're My Wish -AlfredxReader [Drabble]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was Alfred. You sighed, wondering if he was calling because he was having nightmares or something. You flipped open your phone and said in a flat voice, “What do you want?”
“Hey dudette! Hope I didn’t wake you up!” you heard him, chipper as ever.
“…..” you couldn’t think of anything nice to say.
“Oh.. geez, sorry, dudette… but there’s something I wanted to show you!” he said. You could almost feel his excitement burst through the phone.
“…Look, Alfie, it’s 1:35 a.m. in the morning, I’m tired, and I have to work tomorrow. Can’t this wait?” you told him as you tried your best to stifle a yawn.
Full of surprises 11Full of surprisesFull of surprises 113 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You woke up to the sound of that awful alarm clock. You ignored it hoping it would stop. It didn't. You then felt a pair of around you. You looked to see Gilbert holding onto you. 'oh it's just Gilbert' you thought before slowly closing your eyes again. Then realization hit you and your eyes shot open. You looked at Gilbert again and saw that he looked about ten years old. 'h-how is this possible he looked like a four year old less than twelve hours ago?!' this didn't make any sense to you. "G-Gilbert?" he albino slowly opened his red eyes. "give me five more minutes" he closed his eyes and then held onto you tighter. You just couldn't stop staring this really wasn't making any sense. You looked over to your other side 'did Ludwig age too?' you then realized he wasn't in the bedroom. After struggling to get out of Gilbert's grip you got up out of the bed and walked down the stairs to find the living room clean(for once) 'what the....I don't remember cleanin
. :Someday, One Day : .Request for you, Sabaku-No-Ame! ;w;. :Someday, One Day : .5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Put it there!"
Small hands set a bucket down onto the gritty ground. The hands gave the bucket a pat or two, and then slowly, carefully pulled the bucket up. The result was a perfect mount of sand.
"Almost done!" A childish voice exclaimed; the boy that the voice belonged to reached into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of paper. He found a twig and then stuck the paper onto it, making a flag. He then stuck the twig on the top of gritty masterpiece.
"There! I now declare this sand castle complete!" the boy announced. The other boy kneeling next to him smiled, and then pointed to the flag.
"What kind of flag is that?" He asked.
"It's my flag, of course." The boy claimed proudly. "It's my country's flag."
"But I thought you were a part of E-England?"
"Heck no! Just because I live with him and he's my older brother, doesn't mean I'm a part of his nation. I'm my own country!" The boy defended, raising to his feet and rai
Nekoloids Ch 5: New House MatesNekoloids Ch 5: New House Mates3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ash finally wiggles out of America's grasp, and looks over at England and Canada. "Well you two, don't cause Yami any trouble." Ash says to the two.
England chuckles as he ruffles her hair, making her cringe more. "We're not children, Ash."
"S-stop touching me!!!" Ash says, annoyed.
Canada nervously smiles at me, while holding on to the polar bear plush. "T-thank you for letting us stay with you. We'll help out as much as we can." he says softly.
"It's okay. It would be rather lonely in such a big house by myself." I smiled back at him.
~~FMB Time Skip!~~
I opened my door a little embarrassed as there was nothing but a tide of boxes.
"Let's start with the living room. I have a comfy sectional you guys can sleep on till I get ya'll your beds."
I told them as I went into the living room. My red and Black sectional that the two nations can sleep on was in front of a flat screen TV, over my Wii and its games along with my router. A low glass coffee table on top of a black rug in between th
Full of surprises 8Full of surprisesFull of surprises 83 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were in your second to last class, Science. 'I hope Ludwig and Gilbert are ok' you kept on watching the clock that was above the door. Then you saw something white run past the door. You blinked and concentrated on the door. 'was that Gilbert?no it couldn't be he's being watched by Al' you looked away from the door and to the teacher 'Al is responsible enough to watch them' you then immediately rose your hand. 'may I go to the bathroom?'
The teacher looked up at you. "yes, just grab the hall pass"
"thanks" you walked to the door but as soon as you got out the room you broke out into a sprint. You heart stopped as you stepped out of the building, on top of the brick wall dividing the building was Gilbert. "GILBERT!!"
The little boy on top of the wall looked down at you. His face brightened up.
"Gilbert what are you doing here!?"
"Luddy and I were looking for you!"
"get down here you could get hurt!!"
He jumped down into your arms. You hugged
Full of surprises 4Full of surprisesFull of surprises 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ludwig was still on your bed in the room watching the t.v. But was becoming bored. Gilbert on the other hand still had his eyes glued to the t.v. letting out small kesesesese here and now. Ludwig climbed drown from the bed and crawled out the room. He stopped at the stairs and looked down at you and the teacher. You two were currently trying to find days that Damien could tutor you although since Ludwig couldn't hear what you were saying he decided to climb down the stairs toward you.
"well I'm free on Monday and Thursday afternoon" you said to your teacher who nodded, and wrote something down. You then felt a tug on your pants and looked over. There pulling on your pant leg was little Ludwig. You froze. What if your teacher saw him what would she think.
"oh...um I need to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back" you swiftly with your ninja skills scooped up Ludwig and ran him up to the room. You set him on the bed again. "you ne
Full of surprises 2Full of surprisesFull of surprises 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'ok (name), just calm down. This has to be some kind of prank, right?' you looked back at the basket. 'maybe there just baby dolls or something'
You picked up one of the babies. He had snow white hair and his skin was slightly paler than the other. 'well this is a real baby' you though as you saw his little chest move up and down with every breath. You then noticed a small chain around his neck with a tag and a flag. "Gilbert? Is that your name?" you couldn't recognize the flag though. You looked at the other baby's chain who looked younger than the first one. you looked at his flag, you instantly recognized it as Germany's flag. You then looked at the name "Ludwig" the baby then wrapped his fingers around your pinky.'awww, maybe I can take care of these two they can't be that hard to take care of right?'
That night you called up your best friend.
"hey (nickname) what's up?"
"could you bring over some baby diapers and baby food?"
You heard sil
BBC SH - Reunion - Mrs HudsonThe door clicked closed with a barely audible noise.BBC SH - Reunion - Mrs Hudson4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mrs Hudson let her shopping bags drop to the floor, sighing as her tired arms gained relief for the first time since she'd left the shop.
Above her 221B felt shadowy and cold.
It always did.
Oh well, she was old. She had lost many. She knew better than to dwell upon the past.
But it would be dishonest to deny that she still felt the painful little tugs on her heart whenever she thought of her boys.
Her poor lovely boys.
She sighed. She was being maudlin again.
Her joints were aching with the damp of the persistent January rain which numbed her toes and chilled her to her bones so she reluctantly hauled her bags up again and waddled awkwardly through to 221C.
She needed a cup of tea.
She paused as she reached her door.
It was partly ajar.
She bit down a moment of panic, shaking her head miserably. She could have sworn she had closed it.
Must be going senile. Oh dear, oh dear . . . It was all downhill from here. Next thing she'd
CanadaxReader Re_CycleCanadaxReader Re_Cycle3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Her frail body was weak. Her left leg was torn off; wires hanging from it, and the other was badly damaged and cracked. The girl's arm was also cracked and pieces of her were chipping off. She wasn't going to last long.
Filled with the quietness, this grey colored world
Sinking in this ocean of burnt ash
Spilling to the ground on this haggard land .
A young boy clung to the girl's torn and dirty maid's dress for dear life and tears were running down the boy's face like a stream. His purple eyes were shinning from the tears. "P-papa! I-is she going to be alright papa?!" He asked in a shaking voice. He then grabbed her hand. No emotion came from her except pity for the boy.
In the next instant, a echoing cry
Creaking this artificial organ
Using this rusty body as a shield
She gently cupped the boy's cheek with her hand softened her pained look for the boy. She didn't know what to say.
"Matthew. We have to go. She's been destroyed. She's in too much damage to be fixe
SeaLat Fluff Lovely DawnsSeaLat Fluff4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"S-Sealand-san?" Latvia rubbed at his left eye, still drowsy from being roughly awoken from his blissful slumber from something other than Russia.
"Latvia-kun? What's wrong?" Sealand didn't sound the least bit tired.
"C-can I come sleep with you...?"
Sealand blushed over the phone. "O-of course! C'mon over, buddy!"
Latvia hung up and in a matter of minutes, he was shivering on the naval fort's doorstep. He pulled the Latvian through the door and hugged him.
"Nice to see you again, Latvia-kun! Want some tea? I'll go make some-"
"Sealand-san! Promise you'll never leave me!" Latvia cried. Sealand stood there, teapot firmly gripped in his hand. "Uhwah...? What brought that up all of a sudden?"
Latvia lept into Sealand's chest, weeping. "M-my dream... You told me you were leaving me for Norway..