Children: A Dislestia TaleI need twelve cc’s of Grimroot here! Stat!Children: A Dislestia Tale2 years ago in Romance More Like This
We’re losing him!
Discord tried to open his eyes, and immediately a jet of light stabbed right into his brain, slamming through his skull like an icepick. Grimacing with pain, the draconequus squeezed his eyes shut again, allowing the voices to continue echoing through his head.
I am NOT going to be the doctor who lost the Prince! Now get me another freakin’ IV bag!
Sighing, he knew he couldn’t keep this up. The ponies were probably super worried at this point. They were stupid like that: worrying about a being who, not two years ago, had plunged their world into a chaotic hell for his own entertainment. Then again, they could just be worried about how their pretty little princess might react to being told her special somepony was six feet under. Heaven knows he’d be scared out of his wits in that doctor’s shoes.
Okay…okay…I think he
The Reactor Core Melting RemixHe said to me.The Reactor Core Melting Remix5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was over. The wall fell. I died, didn't I? It was all over now. He said I'd see West again. It was all a lie. He knew I'd die, and still he said anything.
Where is you reactor?
Disappeared. That's more likely. I disappeared. Now I wouldn't see my bruder again. I wouldn't go for a drink with Antonio and Francis anymore. And certainly, I wouldn't see him again.
If all the scenes were created by lies. I really felt happiness and easiness.
Then why did I feel happy? Like it was alright. It was alright. I was free. I wasn't a part of him anymore.
11th Oct. 20XX
I succeeded in finding his fragment.
Suddenly it changed. I felt worried. Because I could see him. He wasn't ok. He was dying.
And then I couldn't see him anymore. He fell too. And I never told him I love him . Even after he separated me from my bruder, and hurt me a lot. I fell for him.
Hey, take me to the nuclear reactor. I wish to dive into the core. I wanna fly, fly, fly.
It wasn't on pu
Heart TradeSilence. Almost.Heart Trade5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Almost if there wasn't the breathless gasp coming out from Lovino's mouth.
He really couldn't breath. And it was because of a man lying down next to him in the bed.
Fingers, gently like the rain drops falling slowly down their bedrooms window, they slid down on his stomach. Just finger tips. Like butterfly's kiss. Leaving him breathless. Lovino swallowed.
Suddenly it stopped. Fingers were gone from his stomach, and his heart screamed..
Touch me, touch me!
His heart screamed.
Lovino glanced slowly at Antonio, and his gaze was answered.
Touch my heart again.
Antonio turned his head away.
Don't squeeze! It hurts.
A silent noise of displeasure escaped from Lovino's lips as he scooted just a little closer to the other.
Antonio turned his head to
Hetalia Murder Mystery Part 1Hetalia Murder MysteryHetalia Murder Mystery Part 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Finally! Iggy sent me a love letter!" America shouted as he spotted the long-awaited letter addressed to him. He tore it open and pulled out a folded piece of paper. He quickly looked it over and his excitement died a horrible death. It wasn't a love letter. It was an invitation.
In lieu of the G8 meeting I was supposed to host, I have decided to invite you and several other nations to my mansion for a week. Food will be served, not prepared by me, and some entertainment will be provided. You are welcome to stay the entire week or a few days. I hope to see you there.
- Arthur Kirkland
But spending a whole week at his house was good enough for America. He ran away to go pack for his sleepover.
England waited outside his house, checking off the guests as they arrived. America ran over to England, hugged him, and then ran inside.
"Bloody hell " England muttered and
A Hetalia NutcrackerAct I Scene i: The Christmas partyA Hetalia Nutcracker5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The snow was blistering around outside England's house, but the inside was decorated in Victorian fashion with a roaring fire in the fireplace. There was a beautiful tree decorated with candles, ribbons, and popcorn garland. England was rather proud of his decorating skills. So why was it he was sitting in his chair rubbing his temples? It was because this year all the nations were at his house for the annual Christmas party, all except for one America was stuck at home hosting a holiday party for his boss, and other government officials. England had to admit that although America's obnoxious behavior was simply that, he missed the fact that it would have distracted everyone from their own problems, and focus all their energy on him.
Russia was harassing the Baltic states to join Mother Russia again while trying to avoid the grasps of his baby sister Belarus. He drowned his woes in his vodka bottle. France was whoring himself around to the femal
Final Proclamation APH"Law 46 of the Allied Control Council formally proclaims the dissolution of the Kingdom of Prussia, on February 25, 1947." The law was read by a clear, English accented voice.Final Proclamation APH5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Prussia was surrounded by the other nations, all with cold, hard gazes on their faces. He stood still, his eyes cast forward at the Englishman who read the proclamation of his death. The words that would end his life.
His bruder, his West, was standing with his normally stoic blue eyes wide with horror.
England set down the paper, picking up a pen.
"Is there anything you wish to do before we sign this document?"
The albino nodded, slowly walking across the room towards the eastern wall. That wall held the flags of all nations, from the Nordics to the Americas. Prussia slowly detached his flag from the wall, carrying it slowly over to the center of the room. His combat boots made a rhythmic tapping sound against the cold stone floor as he made his way to the middle, his crimson eyes cast down. The man
APH: Banana Nut MuffinOne day, our favourite Englishman was feeling a bit down, because of Prussia nagging on him about his cooking. Our favourite Spanish woman, Spain, decides to cheer him up with a song with the help of his 'Banana'. Or, rather, Canada.APH: Banana Nut Muffin5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
fem!Spain with a strap-on is SINGING says:
*....IGGY, YOU LOOK QUITE DOWN WITH YOUR BIG FAT EYES AND YOUR BIG FAT FROWN. THE WORLD DOESN'T HAVE TO BE SO GAAAAAY~ ... I mean GRAAAAY~
fem!Spain with a strap-on is SINGING says:
*IGGY, WHEN YOUR LIFE'S A MESS, WHEN YOU'RE FEELING BLUE OR ARE INDISTRESS, I KNOW WHAT CAN WIPE THAT SAD AWAYYYYY~
*ALL YOU HAVE TO DO
*PUT A BANANA IN YOUR EEEEEAR
iggy is used to being alone.
APH - Times Like These"Well, it's bloody obvious who the better cook in this household is " England trailed off as the Englishman smugly smirked up at the other man in front of him, none other than his eldest brother Scotland. The two British nations were in the middle of yet another argument, this time over who was the best cook out of the two. Both nations were reputed for being some of the worst cooks in the world, and neither were going to admit that their respective cuisine was the worst of them all. This war had raged for centuries, and they weren't about to call it quits and give up any time soon.APH - Times Like These4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The second youngest, Wales, sat nearby his two brothers in a chair with a rather annoyed expression, his hand resting on his chin as he tiredly but anxiously watched England and Scotland bantering over their infamous culinary skills. He really just wanted them to get over it and make peace for once, but that was never going to happen with the two thick-headed Britons heatedly engaged in their argument.
RLLY creepy Prussia n gilbirdsGermany and PrussiaRLLY creepy Prussia n gilbirds5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
[7:20:50 PM] Faecanerguld: Germany: *glares* Never go into my room.
[7:21:02 PM] Prussia: :3
[7:21:09 PM] Prussia: but i WAS cleaning >>
[7:21:16 PM] Faecanerguld: Germany: Riiight.
[7:21:19 PM] Prussia: mostly looking for gilbert # 6
[7:21:35 PM] Faecanerguld: Germany: Wait... What?
[7:22:18 PM] Prussia: .......oh yeah! *moves to the floor and holds up the bed sheets, showing u ALOT of small yellow chicks* Gilbirds ouo
[7:22:48 PM] Faecanerguld: Germany: I thought you had 1...
[7:22:52 PM] Prussia: nah
[7:23:02 PM] Prussia: i have a whole army >D
[7:24:02 PM] Faecanerguld: Germany: Since when?
[7:24:07 PM] Prussia: *shrugs* .3.
[7:24:32 PM] Prussia: at first it was one
[7:24:33 PM] Prussia: but
[7:24:38 PM] Prussia: before i knew it....
[7:24:55 PM] Prussia: TONS were followin me ;3;
[7:24:58 PM] Faecanerguld: Germany: Shit... What to do with them?
[7:25:17 PM] Prussia: i keep them D
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
Puppet PerfectPuppet Perfect4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I can make them perfect
Berwald Oxenstierna hacked away at a piece of wood; his sculpted arms were at work. It gave him freedom to think as he pleased without the chatter of others around him. He drew out a carving tool from his belt and began to shape the block of lumber into a round sphere. This was a time where no human in their right mind would come to Oxenstierna and bother to ask him a question; let alone to even talk to him at all.
Berwald was a silent, serious type. When he talked, he seemed to mumble and grunt; a bit of his Swedish accent was present in every word he spoke. His blond flaxen hair was pale, giving his sea-blue eyes attention; attraction to his stern, long face he wore every hour of the day.
His hands felt the smooth feel of the wood he had just shaped. Looking up at him was a face; a wooden, unpainted face of a young female. Berwald smiled; had he really just done that? He had used a perfectly good piece of block to make a head! But that was OK. He
.:APH- 12 Days of Christmas:.On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me: A Flying Mint Bunny..:APH- 12 Days of Christmas:.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Two pints of beer and a Flying Mint Bunny.
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Three French kisses, two pints of beer and a Flying Mint Bunny.
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Four Russian dolls, three French kisses, two pints of beer and a Flying Mint Bunny.
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: FIIIIIVE METRES LOOOOOONG! Four Russian dolls, three French kisses, two pints of beer and a Flying Mint Bunny.
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Six packs of Danish bacon, FIIIIIVE METRES LOOOOOONG! Four Russian dolls, three French kisses, two pints of beer and a Flying Mint Bunny.
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Seven hamburgers, six packs of Danish bacon, FIIIIIVE METRES LOOOOOONG! Four Russian dolls, three French kisses, two pints of beer and a Flying Mint B
Trolling 'normal' peopleLooking for someone to chat with... (so, please wait)Trolling 'normal' people5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
You are now chatting with a person, say hi.
▲: OH WOW, MAKE WAY FOR THE CREATIVE BITCH.
▲: SHIT SON, WEIRD GREETING, I AM GRACED BY A GENIUS.
▼: oh hey is this who I think it is?
▼: 'bout time, I've been fishing for one of you trolls for hours now.
▲: THAT VERY MUCH DEPENDS ON WHO YOU'RE THINGKING OF.
▲: OH GOG YOU'RE NOT ONE OF THE STUPID HUMANS ARE YOU?
▲: OH OKAY NOW I'LL JUST SIT HERE IN THE UNBEARABLE SUSPENSE!
▼: of course I'm a human.
▼: Isn't it obvious from my glaring lack of textual oddity?
▲: THEN PRAY TELL WHY SHOULD I EVEN BOTHER WASTING MY TIME ON YOU?
▼: dunno! it's just fun to see you rage.
▼: more interesting than mr. wavvytext, at least.
▲: ERIDAN IS A DOUCHE, SEE YOURSELF LUCKY YOU WOUND UP WITH ME AT LEAST.
▼: probably. probably would've talked longer with him if it weren't for the imps.
Bruder of Mine Ch. 4Setting the kettle over the fire, Germania looked over at the arrogant nation sitting down. He was smiling, while he looked around the room. Sighing, Willahelm walked back over to the table, pulled a chair out, and sat down. Nothing was said between the two, and when it stayed quiet for a couple more moments, Germania got frustrated and threw his fists down on the table.Bruder of Mine Ch. 44 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What? What was the point of your visit Rome? To annoy me, or simply to waste my time. It has been a long day and I don't feel like catching up!" He gritted his teeth, and then a surprised Rome laughed nervously.
"Will come on, I thought you and I had a connection last time we got together?"
Germania slouched in his seat, not entirely hearing everything that Rome had said. He just rolled his eyes.
"Come on you're not even going to say anything to me? I mean come on, its me aren't I the most wonderful person you have ever met? Everyone seems to think so. The ladies, the gents my adorable sw
Hot Spaniard Swag(tomato, tomato, tomato, tomato, tomato, tomato)Hot Spaniard Swag5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Dis right here is my swag
Romano is up on me, damn
everybody pay attention
dis right here is my hot spanirad swag (AYE)x2
romano on my dick when i hot spaniard swag
romano screams my name when i hot spaniard swag
watch me hot spaniard swag(AYE)
hot spaniard swag(AYYE)x3
romano on my dick when i hot spaniard swag
romano scream my name when i hot spaniard swag
get out the way! hot spaniard comin through
me and my crew we swag it in the room
romano on me heavy cuz i look so sexy
yellow diamonds shawty in the club straight flexin
im lookin for a red bone, short haired country
thick italian accent come get in my car
you party with a country, we take off and go to mars
hot spaniard take off in cinco, cuatro, tres, dos, uno
dis right here is my swag
romano is up on me, damn. everybody pay attention
dis right here is my hot spanirad swag (AYE)x2
romano on my dick when i hot spaniard swag
romano screams my name when i hot spaniard swag
'Kiss N Tell' PrussiaxReader'Kiss N Tell' PrussiaxReader3 years ago in Drama More Like This
You walked threw the schools bland walls walking out the double doors to walk home since you had already missed the bus. You gave an irritated sigh as you heard Gilbert shouting your name. You turned around "what" you asked annoyed to the Prussian standing in front of you. You glanced behind him to see his two lame friends lagging behind. Francis and Antonio finally made it panting. You rolled your eyes. "How about you go out with the awesome me" he said smirking.He put his arm around your waist. "Hmmmmm, how about no" you said pushing him off you and walking away. As you turned to leave you bummed into something soft. Looking up you saw the other two idiots. Francis and Antonio both kept a firm grip on your shoulders so you couldn't run away. You were trapped. "Don't make me hurt you guys" you growled looking at Gilbert's crimson eyes that showed amusement. Gilbert got closer to your face "how can you refuse the awesome me" he said smugly .
Hetalia Murder Mystery Part 2--Hetalia Murder Mystery Part 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part Two :'D
Soon, everyone was crowded around Spain's body.
"Is is he dead?" Someone asked.
America kneeled near the body, poking it with a stick he found. "I think he is how did he die?"
England grabbed the stick out of America's hands. "That's my magic stick "
"Well .it looks like he was murdered, da." Russia said, staring at Spain's body.
"Huh? What makes you think that?" England asked, looking curiously at Russia.
"He has a wound in his chest and there's a knife over here covered in blood."
"Why didn't you say that earlier?" England walked over to where the knife was.
Behind him, France asked, "If Spain really is dead, can I have his ass?"
"NO. You can not take Spain's ass." England said as he examined the knife. He picked it up. Blood dripped off the sharp blade.
"Hey, England, shouldn't we check it
Bad Friends Trio TrickorTreatThe Bad Friends Trio go Trick-or-TreatingBad Friends Trio TrickorTreat5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey Spain Hey Spain Hey Spain " Prussia said, repeatedly poking him in the front of his head. Finally Spain looked up to look at Prussia, only to get poked in the eye.
"OW!!! WHAT THE HELL PRUSSIA!!!" He yelled, putting his hand over his left eye, and glared at Prussia from across the table they were sitting at, with his not broken eye. (The right one, for people who weren't paying attention.)
"Oh well if your gonna be a BIG JERK about it then NEVERMIND." Prussia yelled back.
"YOU POKED ME IN THE FREAKING EYE AND THEN YOUR NOT EVEN GOING TO TELL ME WHAT WAS SO GODDAMN IMPORTANT?!?!?" Spain screamed.
"No. No I'm not." Prussia said blankly. "And now you'll never know so HAHAHA!!" Prussia laughed RIGHT IN SPAIN'S FACE.
"AW MAN, YOU SPIT IN MY OTHER EYE!!" Spain said wiping his right eye on his sleeve.
"THE AWESOME ME DOES NOT SPIT WHEN HE TALKS/YELLS." Prussia shouted, obviously offended. "I'M TOO AWESOME. AND EVEN IF I DID
Hetalia Murder Mystery Part 3--Hetalia Murder Mystery Part 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part Three :3
England sprinted up the stairs, hoping to be able to save Sealand, or at least catch the murderer. On his way up the second flight of stairs he met Latvia.
"E-england! Sealand was killed!" He yelled and led England to Sealand's body.
Sealand was laying in a puddle of blood, a knife resting on top of his throat. As England entered the room, the other guests began to crowd inside as well, wondering who the second victim was.
"Sealand! But he was such a young country " France said, shaking his head slowly.
England glanced at his rival. "But I thought you didn't like Sealand."
"Well maybe I wanted to be friends with him. He would have been a nice ally."
"A population of four people is really a great aide to have during a war. France, you are a horrible liar." England said.
France glared back in response before reaching for the mur
MultiSequelPairing APH SongficTwo single hearts on fireMultiSequelPairing APH Songfic5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Currently on the wire
As inhibitions fade
A focused moment made
Bruises and bitemarks say
Takes one to bring the pain
Passion lies in screams of estacitic dreams
You're in a place for fear
Lips are for biting here
Lets make this moment worth the while
Lets kill the night and go down in style
"A-Ah... Wait, but..."
"Shh, you wouldn't want him to wake up, do you?"
Lithuania had gotten up out of Alfred's bed to get a drink... only to be 'captured' right outside the bedroom door. Cold lifeless breath rolled across his skin, and he shivered. "Arthur... we shouldn't do it here."
"You care too much for him." The Vampire said this nonchalantly, although the weary grin practically marked itself in his tone. "The wanker's a heavy sleeper anyways." He kissed along his pulse point.
Lithuania's eyes closed for a moment, face flushing, but soon turned on his heels and pushed England against the wall, holding him by his arms.
Bright green eyes widened in shock,
APH WatchingGrinning. Innocent eyes.APH Watching5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Oh come now Gilbert just relax."
"Your mine remember. You do as I say and as I want."
"Fine. You don't have to if you don't want to."
"I guess I'll just go to your brother. I'm sure he'll open his legs if I mention you."
Gilbert opens his eyes.
He's shaking. That's the first thing he noticed. His entire body is shaking and he is gripping his blanket tightly.
He sighs and attempts to relax.
"Just relax Gilbert. It won't hurt as much."
Yeah. Relax. Not going to happen.
He slowly slides out of bed, pauses when Ludwig shifts in the bed but doesn't wake up, and makes his way to the kitchen.
The dogs sleepily lift their heads from their place on the couches. Gilbert silently takes his hand and lowers it slowly to the ground, the hand gesture that Ludwig had taught them to mean that they should go to sleep.
The dogs obediently lay their heads back down and close their eyes.
He enters the kitchen and opens the refrigerator and pulls out a wat
GermanyXPrussia: ImpatienceThis is collection of GermanyXPrussia one-shots and mini-fics I wrote in school instead of well, working. Oh and please pardon my German. I have limited knowledge of the language, but I plan on taking it in college! (I'm graduating in two weeks! ). Also pardon any OOC. At least I tried. Anyway, on to the fic!GermanyXPrussia: Impatience4 years ago in Settings More Like This
DISCLAIMER: I STILL do not own Hetalia.
For once in his life, Gilbert Beillschmidt woke up before noon. As he does every morning, the Prussian went to go find his source of entertainment: his dear younger brother, Ludwigonly to be thrown out of the kitchen while the younger fixed breakfast. Obviously, this did not sit well with Gilbert, so he went into the living room to devise a plan to get the blond to pay attention to himor at least get on his brothers nerves.
"Ludwig~!" Gilbert shouted to his brother. "Where's my wurst?!"
"It'll be done in a minute," Ludwig shouted back to the albino.
"But Weeeeeeeessssstttt!" Prussia whined. "I'm hungry now!"