PrussiaXItaly- Don't Fear The Reaper
Prussia was laying in his bed. He knew he didn't have much longer as a country. He was going to disappear soon, but he wasn't afraid. He knew it was coming anyway. No, the only thing he feared was hurting Germany, and worst of all, Italy. Italy had lost two people already and now he was about to lose Prussia. He sighed sadly, looking at the window.
He turned his head when he heard his bedroom door open. He smiled when he saw Germany standing there.
"West, come over here," he said and Germany walked over to him. He pulled a chair over and sat down.
"You know I don't have much longer, right?"
"Ja. Italy doesn't know, does he?"
"Nein. I haven't told him yet," Prussia said, staring at the ceiling, "He just thinks I'm sick and that I'll get better soon."
"You need to tell him."
"I know. May I ask you something?" Prussia asked as he looked at him. Germany nodded.
"Will you look after Italy for me after I'm gone? I don't want him to do something he'll regret."
"Ja... I will."
Taking Over Me Chapter 1Taking Over Me Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Italy sat outside on the porch. He sighed sadly. He never liked to be alone for long. When he was alone for to long, he remembered. He remembered Holy Roman Empire. Those were the thought's plaguing him. He remembered dancing with him, teaching him how to paint...
And most of all, the day Holy Rome left him with the promise of coming back. How many years has it been? He should be back by now. He didn't want to think that Holy Rome had forgotten about him. Holy Rome wouldn't forget about him, right?
"Ciao Veneziano," he looked up at the sound of his brother's voice. He got up and smiled.
"Ciao fratello!" Italy said as he opened the front door. They walked in and Italy closed the door.
"The potato bastard not here?" Romano asked and Italy shook his head.
"No, he went somewhere with Prussia," Italy said as he sat on the couch. Romano sat beside him. They were silent for a few moments. Romano looked over at Italy, seeing the tears forming in Italy's eyes. He sighed.
"You're thinking of him
GermanyXNeko!Italy- A Chance For Neko Chapter 1GermanyXNeko!Italy- A Chance For Neko Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ludwig was walking home after a hard days work. He was worn out and just wanted to get home quickly. But as he walked passed an alley, he heard something hit the wall and then a low groan. He glanced into the alley. He heard something moving, but he didn't know what it was, so he decided to call out.
"Hello? Is someone there?" He heard more movement and a trash can flipped over, then it got quiet. He hesitated, but then walked into the alley. He glanced around the dumpster and saw a huge wooden box. The lid was crooked, as if something got in there. With caution, he took a step toward the box and moved the lid off. As soon as he did, a boy sprang out and went into a corner, cowering in fear.
"Please don't hurt me! I-I wasn't going to stay long, I was going to leave in the morning!" Ludwig was confused at first but he walked over.
"I'm not going to hurt you." He stopped short when the boy looked at him, and his eyes widened. The boy was only wearing a long white shirt with long sleeves.
UsUK//PruCan- Keep on Breathing - Chapter OneUsUK//PruCan- Keep on Breathing - Chapter One2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The two had awoken a while later, both staggering to their small room out of memory and collapsing on their beds tiredly. This had been the worst the man had ever beat them in a while. There had been worse times, though..
They both fell asleep again on instant, the dream realm a place of escape from the world.
A rough shaking awoke both buys and a hit sent them to their knees on the hardwood floor. Both heads were angled at the floor, bpth bodies shaking. Normally Alfred would object to Matthew being hit like this, but he knew that submission wa best after a hard beating. The man who had done this studied them.
"Stand!" he hollered, and Matthew stood quickly, flinching inwardly as pain shot through him at the sudden movement. Alfred, however, stayed grounded, his arm wrapped around his stomach and his face still looking at the ground.
"I said UP!" the man yelled, grabbing Alfred's shirt collar and tugging the boy to his feet. Matthew rushed over as Alfred nearly collapsed when th
I Wish You Were MineI Wish You Were Mine2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Imagine person A being completely in love with person B, but person B doesn't return the feelings and is in a committed relationship with someone else. Person A is devastated but supports person B's relationship because they just want them to be happy.
-Imagine Your OTP on Tumblr.
Gilbert just watched as Feliciano and Ludwig ate together. Oh, how jealous he was of his brother. Gilbert loved Feliciano, more then than the cute little Italian knew. He wanted to be with Feliciano but he supported their relationship. Why? Because Feliciano was happy and so was Ludwig. He didn't want either of them to be anything but happy.
He wanted to tell Feliciano how he felt, but that would cause conflicts, so he kept it to himself. Neither one of them needed to know. He would support them from the side lines. Later, after Italy left, Ludwig looked really nervous. Gilbert had noticed this.
"What's wrong Ludwig?"
"Ah... I... I'm having a hard time asking him."
"What? You mean Feli? What do y
ScotlandxBlind!Reader Colored Voices part 2ScotlandxBlind!readerScotlandxBlind!Reader Colored Voices part 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Allistor lead you back to the Kirkland home. His long, calloused fingers wrapped comfortably around yours.
"Yer really crazy. Do ye have any idea how late it is?" The velvety green and red twisted around in your mind.
"I can't exactly see the change in light." You smirked, as his hand tightened in embarrassment.
You felt the terrain change. You must have entered the forest.
"What do you look like?" You were curious to know what the owner of the two colored voice looked like.
He was silent, searching for an answer.
"Ah got red hair and green eyes." He paused, you swore you felt his eyes on the side of your head. You smiled inside, so he looked like his voice.
"Um Red is like fire. It's---" You tilted your head towards him, motioning with a hand.
"I know what colors look like. I wasn't always blind."
"Oh." An awkward silence fell. Well awkward for him, you w
Frozen CarrotFrozen Carrot2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Imagine your OTP's baby teething, keeping them up all night with his/her cries, and the entire family trying various ways to put him/her to sleep.
-Imagine Your OTP on Tumblr.
Feliciano sighed as he tried to rock Camilla back to sleep. She was currently teething, so she was crying a lot and keeping him and Ludwig up. Ludwig was watching him, staring at Camilla with a distressed look on his face.
"Vati? Babbo?" They both looked toward the door to see their six-year-old son, Abel, standing there. He walked over to Ludwig and looked at Feliciano, who was still trying to calm Camilla down. He looked up at Ludwig.
"Why is Camilla crying?" he asked as he got up in Ludwig's lap.
"She's teething, so it's very painful for her," he said, earning a confused look from Abel.
"My teeth don't hurt when they grow in," he pointed out and Ludwig nodded.
"That's true, but it hurt you when you were her age."
"Ludwig! Please make her stop crying, it's hard to get to sleep!" Gilbert yelled as h
GerIta - RecognitionWarning: Follows the HRE = Germany theory. Don't like, don't read.GerIta - Recognition2 years ago in Romance More Like This
For Ludwig, this was increasingly obnoxious.
No - not just obnoxious. Obnoxious and unsettling. Disconcerting. And awfully god damn confusing. It seemed to defy every aspect of Feliciano's apparent personality and to have no underlying cause, that Ludwig could see. But there had to be one. Why couldn't he see it?
As Ludwig's colleague, Feliciano had always been a bit... clingy. He'd hang off of him and hide behind him, pick him flowers, joke around, and attempt to have a good time, especially when trying to blow off work. This was both annoying and subtly endearing to Ludwig, who placed training above all else, but might have been willing to... rearrange his priorities for the right person.
So he did. But it brought a lot of unexpected change.
Now, as... as partners, Feliciano acted noticeably differently. There were still plenty of moments when he acted just as one would expect - peppy, affectionat
Afternoon Nap [GerIta OneShot]Afternoon Nap [GerIta OneShot]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
How did he manage to make him feel like this? The younger male made him seem so... soft.... Ludwig sighed, opening his cold blue eyes and looking out around the track, searching for an Italian who seemed to be missing, as usual. " Feliciano!" A messy mop of brown hair appeared slightly over the edge of the hill. " Si, Ludwig?" He replied innocently, like nothing was wrong with him running off again, no doubt flirting with some girl. Again.
"Get back over here! We're not done yet!" Feliciano pouted slightly, but started walking back towards the German man. " But Doitsu~ I'm'a Tired.." He whined. Ludwig rolled his eyes, sitting on the grass crossing his legs. " Run Two more laps and I'll let you take a break."
Feliciano nodded, still pouting slightly, and started jogging around the track, slowing down quickly. " Feliciano! I know you can run faster than that!" Ludwig yelled, scowling slightly. Feliciano squeaked slight
Stupid in Love :America x Reader:Stupid in Love :America x Reader:2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
~Stupid in love
Stupid in love~
[name] was coming home from work. Your day sucked today, Your boss francis tried to hit on you, and asked you to have sexy time with him, Kindly you refused. The drive home wasn't bad, you had a convo over the phone with your best friend Kristina.
" I donno. I dont like how he's been lately." She stated, "He is being extremely needy lately and I dont like him taking advantage of you like that."
"I know Kristina. I know you nor any of my other friends like him. Its not my fault I still love him.." you sighed looking ahead slightly, gazing over the road, watching the day turn to night. "And besides," You smirked " Your Ivan isnt all to better, He's just as needy with you and possessive, plus, Ive seen those bruises."
"SHUT UP." she hissed over the phone, "That does not concern you. Anyway dont change the subject. We were talking about you. So-"
Before she could finish that you hung up, Turning into your drive way.
Let me tell you something
The Best Christmas PresentThe Best Christmas Present2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was Christmas day. Ludwig and Feliciano were sitting on the couch together, wrapped in a fleece blanket and watching Christmas specials. Ludwig and Feliciano had been dating for several years now and they always spent Christmas together like this. They had already exchanged gifts, but Ludwig had one more for Feliciano, one he couldn't give him until later. Suddenly, Feliciano leaned against him. He looked at him and smiled, Feliciano had fallen asleep on him. He put his arm around him and continued to watch the Christmas specials.
Later, Ludwig woke Feliciano up. He stirred and opened his eyes a bit. He looked up at Ludwig and smiled.
"What time is it?" he asked as he sat up and stretched.
"It's late. Come on and get dressed. We'll go to the park."
They went and got dressed and left. They held hands as they walked there. Ludwig squeezed Feliciano's hand as they neared the park, making Feliciano look at him.
"Is something wrong?" he asked and Ludwig shook his head.
"No, nothing's wro
England X Reader- Not the best at cookingEngland X Reader- Not the best at cooking2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was morning and you were, like always, the one to wake up fisrt before your British boyfriend, Arthur. It was only one reason to why you were the first. Arthur couldn't cook to save his life. You truly loved him, but leaving him in a kitchen meant just a huge explosion. You were currently making breakfast for him and hoping he would like it. He was kind of picky when it came to food. When it came to food he always said that Britisg food is the best and that French is the worst. He said it maybe because of that blond Frenchman who always teased him.
Arthur may not be the best at cooking, but he was sure the best at others things Like pleasing you and making you smile. After finishing the food you walked with the food on a plate to the room you two shared, knocking before entering.
"Hey Artie! Wake up, breakfast is ready." You said with a bright smile. Fisrt he groaned and rubbed his eyes, still half asleep.
"H-Hello there, love. Why are you always the fisrt one to wake up?
Male!BelarusxReader: Necessities OmakeNikolai woke to find his cheek pressed against white sheets that smelled of citrus, realizing with a start that he must have fallen asleep while watching over his girlfriend in the hospital. Feeling a little disoriented and groggy, he blinked a few times before raising his head to look around, squinting against the sunlight streaming in between the curtains. Outside, the bustle of people and traffic drifted in from the half-open window, and in the background, the machine that was hooked up to his girlfriend beeped every few minutes, rhythmic in a comforting way. He stifled a yawn, stretching his arms over his head, and then turned his attention back to her, reaching forward to mesh his fingers between hers.Male!BelarusxReader: Necessities Omake2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"How are you?" he asked, quietly, gazing worriedly at her bruised face. Her eyes were closed—she hadn't woken yet since the surgery—and her lips were still blue. But he thought her complexion looked a little pinker today, and the observation relieved him just the tiniest bit. "Are y
Taking Over Me Chapter 2Taking Over Me Chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A 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.
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
Dancing with a Broken Heart -Itacest-((Does have Spamano in it as well))Dancing with a Broken Heart -Itacest-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My amber eyes were burning.
Just watching my brother dancing and smiling with his new husband made me want to scream and rip these curtains behind me to shreds. I knew I would probably do that If I hadn't had this much control. I knew I would have done it, because my fingers were twitching and my claw like nails were digging into my palm.
I could feel the hot and sticky blood dripping down my palm, just like how any form of positivity was leaving my heart.
I could see how happy he was with the German, and how happy the German was with him.
But why couldn't I be in that stupid potatoes place?!
'Come on, Feli you're my brother, that has to credit for something. Can't you feel me; can't you feel the pain that's slowly killing me?'
Held my breath as the last wave pulls me under, under
What doesn't kill you makes you so much stronger, stronger
Can you feel this pain?
Rushing through these v
When I'm alone Part 2: EnglandxReaderWhen I'm alone Part 2: EnglandxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well, Francis's simplistic plan would've been the absolute perfect plan if I could have gotten the guts to actually go through with it. Yes, it would've been absolutely spectacular to just waltz right up to her, one of my own patients, and just ask her out on a date but that just wasn't going to be happening. Blame it on my need of this job, or my gentlemanly ways but really, I was just a coward.
So with the sudden realization of my feelings it made every visit from her even harder than it already had to be. Every time she would come in with a new break, burn or tear and I would have to try to hold my tongue, just wishing she would know someone cared for her. That's why she never did pay her body's health any attention. She believed no one was looking.
Time after time we repeated our routine, and it broke my heart. When would she give this up? Why was she so stubborn? When would enough be enough? Her head was just too damn thick. It killed me to watch her slowly kill herself
First Time Around: JapanxReader ~IIFirst Time Around: JapanxReader ~II2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- - - -
A/n: Continuing from where last picked off with that god-awful kissing scene~
- - - -
After that awkward tension between you and Honda,you sat back in your chair,alone since Xiao Mei left a few minutes ago escorted by Honda.
"That jerk. Who the hell kisses someone like that for no reason whatsoever,just for some damn sub mat?!",you stared angrily at your cup of coffee and watched the steam. "Seriously! He could just use a damn reference!!!" (but you were feeling flushed when you thought about it...)
You were seriously getting pissed at him by the seconds that kept ticking off. Even the clock seems to go against you. Your tired eyes wandered back down to the table,while you thought about what you've learned so far in your new job.
'I might not be able to get away from this stinking job now...and probably last two weeks at most before I start rethinking again. From what I've learned so far; the Sapphire editorial team is a bunch of weirdos or freaks that other teams try to avo
FranceXEngland- Whiskey LullabyFranceXEngland- Whiskey Lullaby2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She put him out like the burning end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart
He spent his whole life trying to forget
Francis sat on his bed, drinking wine. He missed him. He missed Arthur. He knew it was his fault that Arthur broke up with him. He wouldn't stop flirting with girls so Arthur must have gotten fed up with it. He regretted it now. He took another sip of wine and sighed.
"If only I could change it... Then maybe he would still be here with me," he said, feeling a little tipsy.
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
He knew everyone was worried about him, but he couldn't bring himself to care. What was he without Arthur? He leaned back against the wall. He felt tired, but he didn't want to sleep. He looked over at his bedside table and opened one of the drawers. He pulled out the pistol he had in there and stared at it.
"If I used this, would he care?" he
Differences-PruCanPrussia stood behind the door of a small room, somewhere on the first floor of the world conference center. He was shaking hard with fear, holding a sword in front of him. The sword was covered with fresh blood, he watched it drip to the floor creating a puddle. Prussia's hands trembled, the sword rattling with them, his breath quickening. Slowly, he tore his eyes from the sword to look up at the man he had just attacked.Differences-PruCan2 years ago in Drama More Like This
It shouldn't have been that easy, it can't have been that easy, Prussia thought frantically. He had pushed the sword into the others man's abdomen without much thought or hesitation. Despite the one glaring fact, the one trouble Prussia could not ignore, the reason it was so complicated. This man and his lover, Canada, they shared the same face. True this man had subtle differences, his hair was darker and pulled back into a pony tail, his skin was tanner then Canada's
Request RomanoxReader: Love Like Woe!Request RomanoxReader: Love Like Woe!2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were so nervous, as you stood in front of the office that day. Today was your very first day on starting a new high school. You were trying on uniforms, your ______ eyes were filled with utter boredom as they fitted you into your uniform. It was a stupid uniform at that, but you just sighed at this fact.
School was boring for you, and nothing could ever change that fact. Ever.
Until, you met HIM.
You were walking to your first lesson, which happened to be Math, and you hated Math for two reasons. One, it was so boring, and two; you were never really good at it. You hated it in general anyway, so why bother turning up, right? However, you weren't that type of person, so you decide to strive through it, as you tend to.
You enter the room, and sat in a random seat. As you did this, you had this feeling, not a good one, but a bad one, that someone was watching you from afar. You glanced back to see this boy, brown hair, brown eyes, one curl that went to one side of his head, staring in
Stormy Night: Prussia X HREStormy Night: Prussia X HRE2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Little child, be not afraid
though rain pounds harshly against the glass
like an unwanted stranger, there is no danger
I am here tonight
The little boy laid under his blankets as another flash of lightning went past his window. His small whimpers rang through the large bedroom. Holy Rome peeked out from his sheets to look out the window. A flash of lightning and a deep roll of thunder made the house shake slightly. The young boy hid his head under his pillows and sobbed, covering his ears.
Little child, be not afraid
though thunder explodes and lightning flash
illuminates your tear-stained face
I am here tonight
The bedroom door opened and then closed quietly. Holy Rome felt a weight at the edge of his bed and he looked up from where his face was hidden.
"Why are you here?" he asked coldly.
"Ze awesome me heard you crying und got kind of worried." The figure at the edge of the bed said quietly.
"I wasn't cryi-"more lightning crashed. Holy Rome jumped into his older brother's arms, tear
The Girl Next Door (LietPol) Chapter 1The Girl Next Door (LietPol) Chapter 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Feliks Lukasiewics was not your average teenage boy. Feliks liked to dress in drag and only liked girly stuff. He lived with his mom on a horse farm that was five kilometers away from a small town in Poland.
There was only one other house near them was right across the street. No one lived there for many years. He didn't really like people so he didn't mind. One day he saw the old for sale sign get switched out for a sold sign. He did not like the idea of new people moving in.
"I, like, can not believe someone bought that house." Feliks complained to his mother. He was sitting on the counter, brushing his hair.
"Oh hush Feliks. Be glad people are moving in. I met the man, that bought that house, in town yesterday. He's a very nice man. He has a son your age and two daughters." His mom said.
"Mom, I hate people. They are always so mean to me."
"Well these people could be different. They are moving here from Russia."
"Russians? You've like got to be kidding me. Didn't we have enough of t
BTTXReader- Chaotic DayBTTXReader- Chaotic Day2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was like any other normal day for you. You were sitting on your couch, watching T.V. Suddenly, a loud knock sounded on your door. Groaning loudly, you got up and headed to the door. You heard three familiar voices, ones you recognized as Prussia, France and Spain, or the Bad Touch Trio as they liked to call themselves. You sighed, did you really want to deal with them today? You opened the door and was met with a pie to the face.
"Ah!" you shrieked, hearing the click of a camera.
"Run!" Prussia shouted. you wiped the pie from your eyes and chased the 3 men as they ran from you.
"Get back here!" you yelled. Suddenly, Prussia grabbed a waterhose and pointed it at you while France turned it on.
"Dios mío! Eso es frío!" Spain yelped when the water hit him. You got hit as well.
"Ohonhonhon... Look whose all wet," France chuckled, earning a glare from you. Prussia dropped the hose and ran like hell.
"Prussia!" France yelled after him, turning the water off. Before he
FrUK FACE: Confessions 1I suppose it all started around when Matthew was getting older Yes, that when I started having those so called "feelings" as they say Definitely no earlier and be glad I'm even admitting anything at all. Well, where was I? Matthew, yes. I seem to forget that boy sometimes. He's got a fine head on those shoulders. I'm quite proud; he clearly gets it from me. Quite the brilliant one since before he even started school; I wish I could say the same about his brother. I think this did start around when Mattie first started school, I think. It was surely autumn; Francis and I were arguing over something. Most likely dinner preparations. You see, ever since the Americas came along, and especially Matthew, we had been arguing over, what you could call, "custody" of them. Francis claimed very highly that Matthew was one hundred per cent his but of course that couldn't happen. I would never let that poor Mattie by alone among those, those mongrels Francis calls "Francophonie". NFrUK FACE: Confessions 12 years ago in Romance More Like This