Children: A Dislestia TaleI need twelve cc’s of Grimroot here! Stat!Children: A Dislestia Tale1 year 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
APH: Noon reunionThe wall had fallen, families who had been thorn apart for many years reunited, people were celebrating, drinking and filled with joy.APH: Noon reunion4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The blonde man slowly strolled down the jolly streets, trying hard to put up a smile and enjoy the new freedom as well. Though, he several times turned down offers to join his men in their drinking, and not even when darkness fell and dyed the sky dark, dark blue he returned home. Somehow the lonely tranquility of his house seemed worse than being out, wandering around in the city while watching cheerful faces and listen to the sound of laughter which filled the chilling night air. He only wished he could join them in their happiness, but a part of him was still missing, something, or rather, someone, he could not start his own celebration without.
When dawn came, and the German still hadn't found who he searched for, although he had been walking around in Berlin the whole night, he figured that it could be a good idea to return
.: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:.4 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
Letters from HomeDear Ludwig~ (I'm supposed to call you that in letters, right?)Letters from Home4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
How are you? I'm fine, I know you didn't really ask but I think you would ask so I thought I'd answer. It's really pretty right now, the flowers are blooming and the sun shines all the time and fratello just promised to buy me some gelato so yay! (He doesn't really know I'm talking to you right now, if he did I think he'd be angry, don't you? But I don't know why, because you're a really nice guy and don't tell him I said this but I think fratello's just jealous because you make pasta better than him! Pasta ) What's it like at your place? Do you have lots of flowers too? Are you still eating lots of wurst? You really shouldn't eat so much wurst, because eventually you'll turn into a wurst and I don't like wurst! You should eat more pasta, because I love pasta and I love you so if you turned into pasta that'd be fantastico, no? Then I could cover you in all sorts of wonderful sauces and oh no fratello's coming over! I'
CanadaxAmerica part 2Still crying Matthew and Kumajirou were at the park. Matthew is upset because he was thinking of Alfred again. He had come to the park to forget, All he wanted was him. He meant the world to him, now that world had fallen apart.CanadaxAmerica part 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew stopped crying while holding Kumajirou, as he was a comfort for him. Matthew got up and folded up the blanket. He took one last look at the sun, which was almost gone now, and left for home.
When Matthew got home he felt hungry again so he went into the freezer and pulled out some toaster pancakes. He put them in the toaster and waited for them to "pop" up. Once they did he took them out and got a plate and placed them on the plate. Then he took them and Kumajirou out to the living room and sat on the couch again. This time Matthew turned on the TV to watch the 9:00 news. He usually fell asleep watching it.
This time it took much longer for him to fall asleep. He did fall over onto the couch. He had heard in the news that there might be a thunderstorm s
Germancest: Let Me Go.Ludwig sets the plate on the tray and lifts it. He walks down the long hallway, past his bedroom, past his prisoners', Roerich Edelstein, room, and even past his booze case. He steps, carefully, down dark, soggy steps and into his basement. An inward sigh travels from his mouth as his knuckles rap quietly on the door.Germancest: Let Me Go.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Bruder. I've got your food; are you decent?" The blond, muscular German asks though the wooden door. Without expecting an answer, he turns the knob and steps into the dark, small room. He shivers as a gust of cold air welcomes him, as if asking him to stay awhile. He slowly shuts the door behind him and turns to look at his older brother.
The barely clothed older albino male lies on the floor, shaking and sobbing quietly. His, too long, hair covers his running nose and red, puffy eyes. One of his eyes peeks from out of his hair to look at the younger German standing over him.
"What have I told you? Put your blanket back on and sit up." Ludwig snaps, putting a hand on his
APH All He NeedsThey were on the run again as always. Always on the run, never safe.APH All He Needs4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Gilbert didn't say anything as he watched the city go by him. Unlike his brother he had chosen not to wear the goggles this time and simply let his eyes water slightly as he watched the buildings go by in a blur and feeling his hair whip against his face alongside the wind.
Almost unconsciously his arms tightened around Ludwig's waist. They had been on the run for as long as he could remember. Since their father had died and they had lost his protection they hadn't been able to sleep safely or fee secure in more than one place for more than a few days at most before needing to move on somewhere else.
There had been some run-ins with trouble; the scars on their bodies were more than a response to that. Scars were medals of honor on the street. They told the others that you had seen the danger, faced it, and survived. They kept others away and those who didn't stay away. Well
A new scar would be added to both thei
Ivan and Kiku Kiku and IvanIvan and Kiku4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I had grown up knowing nothing but isolation. It was my own choice. I had separated myself from the rest of the world for as long as I could remember. Then one day America had come, asking to trade in my lands. He came back months later, I signed the contract. My moment of aloneness was over since then.
"You should make friends with Russia."
I look up from my work, startled.
"W-What..?" I ask, hoping I hadn't heard right. Russia was horrible.
MultiSequelPairing APH SongficTwo single hearts on fireMultiSequelPairing APH Songfic4 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,
Bruder of Mine Ch. 2The children ate, as did Germania. He sighed with much hesitation on what they had to do today. He was going to take the boys hunting, as some rations were running low, and besides he wanted to prepare pheasant for dinner. He usually worked better alone, but with the boys being so small, he was not about to leave them unattended at home, and shivered with the thought of what the two, mainly Prussia would get into.Bruder of Mine Ch. 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Earlier in the year, young Gilbert was given a set of bow and arrows. He was only allowed to use them under supervision by Germania. Sometimes he remembered that, and sometimes he simply forgot. They were taken away, but since they were going to be out in the wilderness, they would be returned. Ludwig was just to follow along closely.
"Alright you two we will finish breakfast, and then it is outside all day today. I intend to kill a pheasant to use in a scrumptious stew for dinner tonight. The both of you understand that you are allowed to accompany me, as long as you fo
Hetalia Old Spice Parody 5Romano : (As Requested by Poptart, LietHunLiechAus)Hetalia Old Spice Parody 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Romano: Ciao ladies~! Look at your man, now back to me, now back at your man, now back to me. Sadly, he isn't me, but perhaps he stopped using that TOMATO SCENTED ahem, bodywash, you could at least pretend he was me AND NOT THAT BASTARD chigigigigigi Look down, back up, where are you? Hanging at my place, un besso! Whats in your hand? I have it, IT'S A MUSTACHE THAT WE CAN MAKE FUN OF THAT POTATO BASTARD WITH. Look again, the mustache is now a- A TOMATO? DAMN IT, YOU SPANISH BASTARD, LEAVE ME ALONE. Anything is possible when you're me and not some Bastard of the Spanish or German kind. I've got a "Red Devil" grenade .
Alternate: Anything is possible when you're me and not some bastard of the Spanish and German kind I'm predicting a 99 percent chance of shitstorm .!
China: (As Resquested by Hikari Kame, Omi-chan-Neko, Katlynn888)
China: Hello ladies, Aru. Look at your man,
DN: Handcuffs :LxLight:WARNING! This contains yaoi (Boy x Boy)DN: Handcuffs :LxLight:5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Don't like? Don't read!
After a long day at headquarters, I decided to relax. Well, it's kind of hard to relax with someone handcuffed to you who might be a serial killer. Light Yagami, soft light-brown hair, tan suit, and dark red tie. He was a portrait of perfection...it's hard to believe that he might be Kira, a mass murderer who can kill his victims just by knowing their name and face. Light had recently been in confinement, trying to prove that he was not indeed Kira. We finally proved that he was not Kira, but I still don't know 100%.
Now the two of us were sitting on a couch in our room at headquarters, attached to each other. It wasn't to my liking that we were handcuffed, but we had to do it to make sure that he was not Kira and just somehow hiding it. I tried to get the thoughts of Kira out of my head. My hand reached for a small plate with a slice of cake on it that was sitting on the table. I was about to take a bite
H.N.W.B. EndingH.N.W.B. Ending4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Ve~! Come here,"
"But Mama, I-,"
"Now, now, Ricardo sweetheart " Feliciano held his son in his arms, despite all the nervous fidgeting from the younger.
Ricardo was now a young boy in kindergarten and today was his first day at school.
"Mama! I don't want to see Mr. Uncle-Sweden-Berwald! He scares me!" Ricardo cried, his green-blue eyes shining with fear.
Feliciano laughed. Berwald was a teacher, but his stern glance and freakishly horrifying aura was still all the same. It just so happened to be that Ricardo was assigned to this classroom.
"Well, I guess you just won't get to have any pasta tonight," the Italian scolded lightly, teasing. "And Vati will get to choose what we eat, yes?"
The boy whined, huffing and giving a little glare that only Lovino was ever capable of doing; he finally replied in his high-pitched voice, "OK," he stuck his tongue out. "As long as Vati doesn't get to eat his yucky potatoes..!"
Vargas set Ricardo down and pat him on the back, "'atta boy! No
Corny Colonel"You know," Ed said carefully to the person who lay beside him, "You never show much affection."Corny Colonel5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Roy turned to the younger boy, raising an elegant eyebrow. "What do you mean? Of course I do," he mumbled, still in a blissful daze.
Ed snorted, looking up at the ceiling, like that's who he's talking to. "You shower me with gifts and assorted chocolates. That's flattery, not affection," he stated, simply, without hesitation.
The elder rolled onto his back. Chuckling at his soon-to-be joke, he replied, "Aw, does little Edward want me to hold his hand?"
"Shut up, bastard," Ed growled, "I'm just saying, a touch on the shoulder, a quick wink, a little flirting, or even hand-holding would be nice."
"Why do I need to do that stuff? You already know that I love you."
The blonde shrugged, though it was awkward due to him being in bed. "It's kind of like a little reminder, I don't know. It's nice."
Roy nodded slightly, then smirked, as he does. "Flirting, you say?"
It was quiet for a fe
Germany Has a Cold"Weeeeeeeest, wake up, I got something for ya. Weeeeeeeeest."Germany Has a Cold5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Germany groaned as he pried his eyes open, the edges of his eyelids lightly coated in crust. "Bruder, I--" Germany all but choked as his dear brother Prussia forced a spoonful of something into his mouth, utensil touching the back of his throat. As Prussia was preparing to feed him yet again, Germany shot his hand out, clamping down on Prussia's arm, causing steaming chicken soup to spill on the bedsheets. Germany's facial expression toggled between incredulous and irritated, sitting up to face Prussia. "B-Bruder, what is all this? Why are you here?!"
Prussia clicked his tongue, pushing (or trying to, anyway) Germany's head back onto the pillow. "You're sick, West, I was trying to feed you some chicken soup. They say it helps when you're sick, you know."
"I can feed myself, thank you!" Germany snatched the bowl and spoon from Prussia's hands, spilling more soup onto his bed as he began to eat without the
You Can't Take Me- Ch 3Ludwig and I both stared at the phone and then looked at each other. Neither of us wanted to answer it. Slowly he got to his feet and picked up the phone. I saw relief wash over his face as an annoyingly familiar voice emitted from the receiver.You Can't Take Me- Ch 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hello, Italy. Yes. Uh-huh. No, Italy I'm kinda busy right now. No, it has nothing to do with that. Yes I'm sure. Ok, now, bye Italy." West hung up the phone and crumpled his chair. I hadn't realized that I was holding my breath until I let it out. We were both willing to admit that we were scared.
"What did he want?" I asked.
"He invited me over for dinner and he was worried that I didn't accept because of you." That was the truth but we couldn't let Italy know that. There was an awkward feeling to the air. I could feel that we both wanted to speak but we just couldn't find the right words. I decided that if things were going to go south then I needed to make the most of the time that I had left with West. I got off the couch, walked over to h
Too Late 2 Alfred X ReaderYou whimper as you lean your back against your front door.Too Late 2 Alfred X Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Another horrid date, but this one was with a centaur meaning you had a hard time keeping up with him as well as the fact he kept attracting flies.
You throw your purse on your dining room table and shuffle across the cream carpet to the sofa where your roommate/ best friend sat.
"So... How was your date?"Feliciano asked as he sat crossed legged on the sofa.
"Well...think of a dragon, eating a troll, and then throwing up ... that's what my date felt like." You sighed.
"Ve~,________ was it really that bad?" He asked as he played with the curl on the side of his head.
"Well... he wasn't that bad..." You whispered as you hugged your knees to your body.
"Are you thinking about that Allen guy again?" he asked as he twisted his fork around some pasta that was sitting on the table.
"His name is Alfred, and no I haven't thought about him in ages." You argue.
"Denial, if you're bothered to correct me, you obviously still think about him.
A Morning with Your Stalker"You will be one with me, da?" Gilbert read, for probably the millionth time in his life. He didn't even know why he checked his inbox anymore. The Russian just spams it. Every freaking morning.A Morning with Your Stalker5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No, I will not be fucking one with you," he texted back, before chucking his phone across the room. He left, following the smell of West's awesome cooking.
"Morning, West," he said, stifling a yawn. He looks over his brother's shoulder to see what was being cook oh fuck yes it was pancakes! Ludwig briefly looked to see his brother's look of pure happiness.
"Morning, Ivan called again," said Ludwig. He could hear Gilbert groan, sit down at the table, and hit head on the table.
"How many times?" the albino asked, voice slightly muffled.
"17." Ludwig heard him groan again, and bang his head on the table repeatedly. "Shouldn't we call someone? This is harassment, brother." He put the pancakes in front of his disheartened brother. Gilbert perked up.
"Sure, but pancakes first," he replied, eye
Bad RomanceLudwig knew this was wrong. Somehow, it was so wrong, it was right.Bad Romance5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It blew his normally logical mind to feel this strongly about something that he would discard the prized German logic.
And for what?
Well, the better question was for whom.
His brother. His own, older brother. True, as a personification of a nation, no one was related by blood to him, since every nation was shaped by the ideology and mindset of its people. But Prussia was the closest to the German Empire, now known as Germany.
Prussia had been there since the Holy Roman Empire fell to pieces.
Prussia had watched over the formation of the German Empire, and through his disputes with Austria, shielded the small empire.
That had now outgrown and outlived him. And yet Prussia remained a proud page of history.
Just as Gilbert remained as a part of Germany.
No, it didn't make much sense to any other nation. No one had shared such a close history as the so-called German Brothers. Maybe it was because their countries had slowl
Black Rabbit - Part oneBlack Rabbit - Part one3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The rain had stopped sometime that morning, leaving everything reflective and crystal clear. Water crystals sliding down the countless trees at the foot of a grassy hill on the edge of town. At the peak of the hill stood a two story house however; white paneling and green trimming decorating the architecture. A balcony which had two sliding doors which led into the well kept house- but I'll get into that in a minute. Overall, The property felt so tranquil and was just plain gorgeous with the lake further down past the orchard. But as peaceful as it was looking out to the house, Looks can be deceiving.
"I can't believe you'd go on and do that without telling me!" Shiloh cried to his auntie as he dropped his face into a white and lacy pillow on the couch.
His parents had passed away years back, Making him have to leave Russia and live with his godmother Annie- And his only remaining memory from his past; was his Silver Marten bunny named Frodo. Frodo as in Frodo Baggins, from Lord of the
Lithuania x ReaderLithuania x Reader - Bloody SnowLithuania x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Being a country on the run from the Axis powers when they found you talking to the Allies. Germany and Japan thought you were giving secrets to them so they labled you a traitor and you were running from them. You managed to get over the russian border before Germany shot you in the back near your shoulder. You fell over and then got up shouting I didn't betray you. The looks of their faces that tried looking appoligetic when Italy told them that you went to get some tea was too much. You were hurt by them and ran off farther into the snowy Russian territory, hearing them yell for you to come back.
"I-its so cold." you said walking around. "I miss them already."
You shivered and tripped in the snow, your shoulder was too numb for you to feel the pain, feeling sleep set in you closed your eyes. You wake up seeing Russia staring at you.
"Where am I?" You asked.
"You are at my house. Lithuania found you in the snow." Russia said smiling. "
GermanyxReader - Pen Pals - Part 10You and Ludwig drove home with your new born baby girl. You decided to name her ___. Ludwig couldn't stop looking at you and your baby girl in the passenger seat; he was too distracted by you both. He was also extremely happy about the fact that he was going to be a daddy; an actual father to your guys' new baby. He smiled ear to ear, as well as you, trying to drive home as fast and safely as possible. Once you both arrived to the corner of the street you'd lived on, you could see over 10 cars parked around your one house. You knew right off the back who they were, and you could't wait to introduce the baby to the world; every country was there. You both walked up the few steps in front of the door, coos to each other; Ludwig grabbed the knob and slowly opened the door, and as you walked in, you could see everyone around the house, looking at you and the infant in your arms. They all ran up and said hi, giving you careful hugs and meeting the baby. First was Prussia and America.GermanyxReader - Pen Pals - Part 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jack FrostXReader: Dr.FrostJack FrostXReader: Dr.Frost2 years ago in Romance More Like This
(This is an even that could have been one of the event that takes place during my first Jack FrostXReader fanfiction, but it can also be independent.)
You sat in bed, blowing your nose into a tissue. After you were done with it, you tossed it into the trash can that was sitting by your bedside. Groaning, you scooted back down under the covers and closed your eyes. Not that it helped though; Your head still pounded with aching pain.
It was the third day of school after Christmas break. You still couldn't believe that you'd caught the bug that was going around, and it was even harder to believe it happened on your first week back at school! You had so much work to catch up on...
Suddenly you heard the familiar sound of your window opening then closing. This sound always told you that Jack Frost had entered your room--something that he did quite often after you had established quite a friendly relationship with the boy. You felt your room grow colder and you felt like telling