An American Twilight - Doomsday PrologueAn American Twilight: Or, A 1983 Doomsday Tale through a Nation's EyesAn American Twilight - Doomsday Prologue3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Undisclosed location outside Washington D.C. 26 September 1983.
"Mr. Jones?" one of the military officers in the control room muttered, his voice barely audible amidst the alarms. "NORAD...their last transmission said that there's no way to stop the nukes."
Damn you, Ivan... America sneered in his head he attempted give an assuring, though somber smile. "How much time do we have, Captain Richards?"
"About 10 minutes at most, sir. Possibly less. President Reagan should be far out of D.C. by now. But I can't say the same for everyone..."
The middle-aged man kept droning on in forced professionalism as the panic all around them gradually turned to exhausted, silent resignation. Before them, the screens displayed ominously glowing lines and dots moving ever closer to their targets. As Alfred tried to straighten out the bomber jacket he still had on over his suit, he recalled something on what his s
Dancing Lights -UKPH-There she stood with her bare feet nuzzled on the sand, staring intently on the ocean, not minding the cold ocean breeze or the saltwater tickling her toes. The leaves in the nearby forest rustled as the wind went along, and the stars above her shone as bright as ever. The town was asleep, and those foreign ships were anchored quite far from the island. The only sounds you could hear were the whistling winds, the rustle of the trees, and the waves which continued to dance upon the shore.Dancing Lights -UKPH-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But despite the serene atmosphere all around her, her face was filled with sadness, her eyes showing a pained gaze, and her soft lips tightened.
She never noticed that from atop his villa, a young blonde man was gazing adoringly at her. He noticed her uncomfortable posture and he knew that the hurt look in her eyes never left her face since the day when
His heart clenched. No. He did not want to remember it. As if to soothe the pain, he held his chest as his gaze followed her figure once more. Sh
Dense and Daft -UKPH-"Are you sure?"Dense and Daft -UKPH-4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Yes, I am sure."
"You're kidding me, aren't you?"
"No, Maria, I am not. Why do you keep on asking me anyway?"
The Filipina let out a tired sigh and instead looked out the car window. Why is it so hard to make him answer these kinds of questions???
"Ummm no reason. I just wanted to see if the stuck-up gentleman has a heart."
The Englishman driving the vehicle let out a huff.
"What, you don't think I have a heart?"
"Isn't that why I was checking?"
Before he was able to say anything in return, he was interrupted by Maria's giggles. "You are so fun to bug, Arthur! But really " She inched her way closer, her face a few mere inches away from his. "Have you ever "like" liked anyone?"
Arthur looked nervously at her, his cheeks turning scarlet with her closeness. His companion didn't seem to mind since her head was preoccupied by that one question she's been trying to get him to answer since the beginning of the trip.
"I told you," the so-called gentlema
2nd Story Dream Cafe - Prologue - Iceland x Reader2nd Story Dream Cafe - Prologue - Iceland x Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Cussing [I will fix it if people complain about it that are the age of 13, I don’t want to read complaints from people who are over 13 because I myself knew almost a whole lot of cuss words when I was only 12… so I honestly don’t see the problem with that…];
Bisexuality[? Maybe, but no worries, the reader will end up with Emil/Iceland];
OCs [Original Characters! Dun steal please!];
Accidental OOC [Out Of Character];
Violet[OC] receiving shorty comments [? Maybe… I hope not…];
Rena[OC] gets chocolate…;
Le authoress being a lazy woman…
Reader is only depressed in the Prologue
[Bullet; Red]and le authoress will only put the credits in the first parts of series so don't expect continuous credits in the description for every chapter.. unless someone who owns this account isn't go
Pirate England x ReaderPirate England x Reader2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pirate England x Reader
"Mother!" You dropped the fork you were holding as you faced your un-amused mother. "Y-you did what!?" Your mother shook her head, "Look, he's a prince! And he's arriving soon to seek a suitable bride. So your father and I send word to let him spend some time with you." You stood up from your seat in alarm. "Bu-but I'm, we are not even royalty, we're just, just-" Your mother sighed in exasperation, "Yes, I know, we're rich, but still, ____, get your head out of the clouds! Honestly! You are turning 18 years old this summer and you're behaving like a child. This is the 200th time you are being courted! You didn't even gave the others a chance!"
You shook your head in anger, making your voice quieter for the neighbors would be able to hear you and spread gossip in the kingdom. "They weren't at all, the one for me! They, were just in love with my beauty- oh don't you r
DenmarkXReaderXPrussia - Biggest FanDenmarkXReaderXPrussia - Biggest Fan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warning: Slight cursing and sensitive material.
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
It's not so bad
How many months has it been?...Right, 3 months, and in a few months you'd be expecting a new member of your...family.
You woke up in the dead of night with the urge to go to use the restroom, storming rain crashing against the window pane, only to find your paranoid boyfriend, Mathias, not by your side once again, which was normal. Lately, he hasn't been on your side, for he constantly spends time in your dark basement doing who knows what. You had the feeling it had something to do with his psychotic obsession for the famous artist, Gilbert Beilschmidt.
"Mathias, open the door, I gotta go." you knocked...and knocked again. "Mathias
Doomsday RE: A New Meeting for Old RivalsDoomsday RE: A New Meeting for Old RivalsDoomsday RE: A New Meeting for Old Rivals2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A 1983 Doomsday Tale Through A Nation's Eyes.
Along the old Bavarian Border Region. 1994.
It was by no means the first time Austria paid a visit to the lands bordering his own blood-relatives. In another time, it would have been conventional, perhaps uneventful. But no matter how many times he tried convincing himself, nothing had been routine. Not anymore. This particular trip however seemed different. Indeed he had barely even changed from his field uniform when word came of it.
"Do you think it's another band of barbarians?" he asked the driver as their battered jeep moved closer towards the increasingly crowded refugee camp, a peculiar lone bird flying overhead. It had since become a common sight to find such places along the frontiers that separated the Austro-Swiss Union from the surrounding wastelands. It was not so long ago when they were forced to close the borders as those fleeing Doomsday’s shadow threatened to plunge
2P!America x Reader: Shit Happens2P!America x Reader: Shit Happens1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today was the day you would finally tell him how you felt. You, ______, were going to confess your love to the handsom Lucaino Vargas. You knew he wasn't the most polite person in the world, let alone the most caring, but there was something about him that you were just so attached to.
Your (h/l) , (h/c) hair was pinned up in a ballerina bunn, a few strands of lose ones fell to the sides of your face. You had done your make-up lightly,not so little to where it wasn't noticeable, but not too much to where others thought you were going through a gothic phase. Your eyeliner was done so well, it brought out your (e/c) eyes.
Your plain white sun dress flowed down just above your knees, allowing your brown cowgirl boots to take over the rest of your legs.
It was a Saturday and you were all gussied-up just for today. You finally had a chance to strip away your horrid school uniform and dress yourself in some much more suitable clothing. Besides, gold and maroon weren't the most attractive col
Japan x Reader After Rain, Comes Love(Request) Ch2Japan x Reader After Rain, Comes Love(Request) Ch22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Six Days Later
*Beep* *Beep* *Be- *smack*
Before your alarm clock got to the third beep, you hit the snooze button, accidentally knocking it over the edge of the nightstand. It landed on the floor with a thud, but you didn't really care at the moment. You jumped out of bed, grabbed your uniform, and darted for the restroom.
You splashed some water on your face to wake yourself up, considering you just spent the whole night running scenarios of how your first meeting with your pen pal from Japan was going to play out.
You were so excited to meet Kiku, sleep was the farthest thing from your mind. You got dressed and bolted out the door.
You glided down the banister, bypassing all the stair steps, and landed at the bottom with ease. You ran over to Alfred's room and banged on the door, "Alfred, get up! Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes!"
You swung the door open and as you suspected, he hadn't even heard you. Your brother was still in his dreamland. You strode through
50 Ways to annoy France50 Ways to annoy France50 Ways to annoy France6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
1. Call him wine bastard
2. Mention how many times he was defeated- and who by
3. Talk about random stuff for no particular reason
4. Call him tacky
5. Insult his style
6. Mess up his hair
7. Change his shampoo/conditioner with (f/c) hair dye
8. Insult his cooking
9. Throw wine in his face
10. Say that you threw the wine in his face because he ‘needed a shower’
11. Say he smells like drunk cheese- Hold your nose for effect
12. Sing really badly and shout the chorus directly into his ear
13. Laugh loudly for no reason and when he asks why, say it was “because his face looked funny”
14. Flirt with him, then reject him harshly
15. Better yet, flirt with him and then ditch him for one of the other BTT’s
16. Ask him if he has STD’s
17. Punch him in the face for no reason
18. Sing Radiohead- at the top of your lungs – right into France’s ear
19. Kick him in his ‘Eiffel tower’
20. Say you hate dogs- even if yo
A Child of HungaryA Child of Hungary: Or, A 1983 Doomsday Tale through a Survivor-Nation's Eyes.A Child of Hungary2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Somewhere in Sopron. 1989.
It seemed more tiring than usual, Julia thought as she sat by the window, coughing a little as she toyed around with a worn-out flute. Anything to keep her mind off from the nagging exhaustion, really. It must have been that trip to the nurse again. Or that hide-and-seek game with the other orphans. Or might have been that pack of rations from those soldiers. But then again, she knew better. At least I still had fun! she assured herself with a smile. With deft hands, she gingerly lifted the chipped off mouthpiece close to her.
Outside, she caught a glimpse of the street crossing past the orphanage. Many of the buildings across from her were either grimy or broken down, the worse ones looking more like they were held together by iron planks. Only a few withered window-side flowers and the partly burnt Firewatch Tower not far off were left to suggest that this pl
PrussiaxReader Nice Guys Finish Last Part 2He was stupid to think that that girl would be there. He'd only seen her about three times in the span of six months. He sat at the bar and gulped down the last of his beer. He was fuming about Francis. God, why didn't he trust him? They'd been friends for over a year now! Gil was reliable! His pride was really hurt. Whatever Francis was planning, it was big, and if it was that big, Gil should know about it. He was part of the company, too. He grumbled and glared at the bar-top.PrussiaxReader Nice Guys Finish Last Part 22 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Can I buy you a drink?" a familiar voice said next to him. He looked up in shock to see that girl.
"W-what are you doing here?"
"Riding an elephant, what does it look like?" she rolled her eyes as sarcasm dripped off her voice. Gilbert swallowed and sighed. "Had a bad day?"
"Y-yeah." Why did she care? She barely knew him.
"You wanna tell
Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 1Du Riechst So Gut //ReaderXWerewolf!Ger Part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was the only thing you could do. It was after you... he was chasing you, following your light scent across what seemed to be an endless forest. At first, you thought you could outpace the creature, thought you could outsmart him.
You were horribly wrong.
You could hear footsteps overtop of your own, the crunching of leaves further adding to your sudden fear. You ran as fast as you could in the simple dress you wore. You had been attending a party, a masquerade a friend in the neighborhood had decided to host. You had considered whether or not you should actually attend the party, not being one for crowds. But after several minutes of serious contemplation, you decided to be a bit brave and join in on the fun.
'Now look where that's gotten me...' You thought as you held your pace. Despite the current situation you were in, you could still only think back and regret ever attend
Pirate!EnglandXTimeTraveler!Reader - Part 19Pirate!EnglandXTimeTraveler!Reader - Part 198 months ago in Romance More Like This
While Arthur was standing at the end of railing, he looked straight at Vladimir's ship from far distance but it was used to be his and Lukas ship. He was planning to kill him if he anything has done to hurt you. He was well and ready to fight and it's all thanks to your parents. Everyone was prepared and ready to fight for you and others while Lili stayed at Peter's room, treated his wounds with Vash's help. As he's still looking out, he stared at something in the ocean that's swimming at towards him. He doubted it was a big fish. He picked up the telescope and looked through. He saw 3 people rowed on the life boat, hoping they need help from them.
"PFFT!!" he whistled loudly. "Everyone! Stop what you're doing! We need a rescuer! There's a lifeboat coming at us!" Arthur ordered as everyone rushed out in open air to take a look at people riding on lifeboat and grabbed rope ladder.
"HEY! YOU THERE! WE'LL HELP YOU!" Arthur shouted a
Wisps in the Rising Sun (UPDATE)Wisps in the Rising Sun: Or, a 1983 Doomsday Tale Through a Nation's Eyes.Wisps in the Rising Sun (UPDATE)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hokkaido-Asahikawa Special District. 2004.
"Once again on behalf of my countrymen, we are grateful for this meeting Mr. Honda," the pale-looking officer said curtly in his native language as he stood up. The other delegates with the man were considerate enough to bring along Ainu guides to translate. Not that the Nation really needed it. Still, despite the almost visible tension radiating in the room, it was at least a sign that these visitors weren't barbarians.
Not entirely, the Rising Sun ruefully noted in his head before standing up to bow. Not after your precious Patriotic War. "As do I, Colonel Zakharov," he replied formally in the same tongue as he fixed his old suit jacket. Tiresome as you may be. "Perhaps it is to our mutual interests if we discussed your arrival another time?"
Forcing his eyes to stay focused on the man, the Nation couldn't help but cringe inwardly at
A Sweet Reality Chapter 1A Sweet Reality Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Preparing for a Party (A Tobuscus Fan-Fic)
(This is one month later from when they met)
"Hurry up Toby! I could use your help with all these skeletons!" I laughed as I tried to get my character to stay alive while fighting off as many as I could with my bow. Toby had gotten me to play Mine-craft with him, and he's been teaching me how to play for the last month, because I knew nothing of computers. Well, not enough to play games anyways.
Toby's green Mine-craft character ran out from behind the skeletons and slashed a few with his diamond sword, which was the sword he always lost, "Ha!" he yelled with pride in his tone, "DIE!!!"
I smirked, "Don't you die Toby, we all know you lose that sword more than normal."
"And who said I was normal?" He said in a childish way, but still with a hint of a man's voice.
I giggled, "True statement Toby, true statement."
"AH! NO NO NO NO NO NO! GOD DANG IT!!!" He shouted with rage as I heard him slam his hands on his desk.
"I told you!!!" I j
The Promise- HRE x ItalyLove is a foreign concept.The Promise- HRE x Italy6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach, the heat from my cheeks that I know are stained crimson;
the sound of my heart beating against my chest as if wanting to burst free
is something new.
Happiness is also foreign.
The laughter I try so hard to contain, the embarrassed grins that I cant help but grin;
the urge to just break down and squeal in delight as I clutch my pillow to my chest and roll on my bed
is also new.
These emotions, these human emotions that everyone supposedly feels
that everyone is supposedly born into this world with:
had never felt them before you.
Pain was not foreign.
The pain of leaving the pain of being left behind,
Physical pain emotional pain,
were all familiar feelings.
all too familiar.
was all I knew.
was all I felt.
was all that existed for me.
Canada X Mute!Reader: Costume Party Pt.2Canada X Mute!Reader: Costume Party Pt.22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N. Part 2 of my series. This probally makes 0% sense if You just read it like this. So,Read the first part please!
"Huh? A party? Your kidding..."
I said guessing he was just joking.
"No,I'm serious. There's a party and It's suposse to be kick-ass!? You should come with me,It's a coustume party."
Alfred pretty much yelled in his ectixted voice he uses when he's talking to Arthur.
"Sure, When is it?"
I said pretty happily. I'm never invited to party and Alfred doesn't saw just any party is "kick-ass".
"Tommrow! It's going to be sooo kick-ass!"
Man,He really was ethustic about this party.
" I got to go,You have try-outs and I want to get home"
Considering Alfred had football try-outs and when I did get noticed,it was usually by bullies. Man,Prussia could be so mean . Plus,I want to get home so I can take care of my polor bear. Yeah,talk about extoic pets...I couldn't remeber his name at the moment though.
I started walking out of the scho
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: JapanCreepypasta: Hetalia Theory: Japan2 years ago in Horror More Like This
The day was beautiful. Cherry blossoms bloomed in the yard, a light breeze scattering some on green grass and landing in a small koi pond. The fish jumped and swam to the landing petals, thinking it was food, but were quickly bored and left. The forest around the small house was swaying lightly.
Despite the beautiful scenery, not all was well in the Honda household. Kiku was a young man, honorable to his family. Many young girls liked him but he didn’t like any of them back. His parents thought it was time for him to remove is bachelor status.
Kiku walked through the paper screen doors, looking curiously at the people kneeling at the small table. His parents were laughing along with a pretty young girl. She wore a light pink kimono decorated with golden flowers and a light blue waist band tied in a bow in the back.
“Oh Kiku!” His father smiled, “Meet Ai.”
Kiku bowed slightly and moved to sit across from the girl. She smiled at him, moving a black strand of
Playmates Part 5When the bear had ripped, England had frozen with initial shock right along with the boys. The first thing he had felt, looking down at the damage, was a slight prick of guilt. The man had known that it was partly his fault that the bear had been ripped. Immediately following this feeling, it had occurred to England that Canada would most likely be extremely upset when he noticed what had happened to the thing that he so obviously treasured. Canada was so attached to his bear, that England had even taken to using the bear as an identifier for Canada when he was not sure which twin was which. Canada was "the one with the bear." (Yet, for some strange reason, it remained difficult for the helpless England to tell Canada apart from America) Now that said special bear was damaged, Canada was sure to be crushed.Playmates Part 54 years ago in Profiles More Like This
England had known right off that he should do something about the situation, however, his mind had blan
SPICE - Lovi+PiriLet's see.SPICE - Lovi+Piri3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Last night was with Liechtenstein, so that skirt on his lamp must be hers. It only makes sense, as the two of them had haphazardly thrown off what they wore since they had to be quick or her trigger-happy brother would see his sister was past curfew, find where she is, and ultimately go on a rampage. But didn't Belgium stop by before dinner? Right before Liechtenstein arrived, she knocked on his door with a bag of tomatoes for him and a willing grin. Unless it was yesterday and not the day before that Seychelles walked home with him after school. Who leaves a skirt, of all things, anyway? What, did they just up and go out his place in nothing but their underwear and a shirt? He must've loaned her a pair of his slacks or something while still half-conscious with sleep. Yeah, that seemed about right.
Looking out his penthouse at the lights of Pseudo-Rome in the night, cigarette on his lips, Romano puffed out a smoke ring and ran his fingers through his tousled mahogany hair, t
Carry Me Home*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Carry Me Home3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wang Yao stood in his kitchen stirring some soup he had prepared for himself and his little brother Honda. He cleared the stray hair out of his eyes, while the rest of it sat in a low pony tail. Known more formally as the nation China, Wang hummed to himself. The aroma of the Geng was permeating throughout the house and making some little nation in the other room not focus on his assignment. Japan was told to work on some numbers and letters.
Sprawled out on the floor on a futon mattress, little Honda who wasn't more than five years old was working on his Kanji, or he was supposed to be. He was not enrolled in school yet, but China was very adamant about the nation learning at an early age, and thought education was of extreme importance. It was key to him, and if he could learn at an early age, so could the little nation.
China took the spoon fro