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Frozen CarrotFrozen Carrot6 months 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.
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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?
Daemons- Battle for EuropeDaemons- Battle for Europe8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Explosions flashed through the sky as bombs arched overhead. In a desolate, bloodied battlefield stood seven rigid nations with their daemons. Locked in a brilliant battle, chaos ruled as the seven daemons struggled to determine the fate of Europe and of the free world.
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A pair of roughened Italian wolves fiercely growled as they were attacked from all sides. The bigger of two wolves, its coat a bloodied, muddled brown snapped its murderous jaws at the advancing lion and rooster, trying to protect its territory. While the timid wolf howled to the skies, its voice carrying over the plains
Vargas and Vargas 2Vargas and Vargas 26 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stealing a glance out the darkened window, Lovino let out a sigh as he closed the velvet curtains to the thundering rain outside. The weather was only going to worsen throughout the night. Slipping downstairs, Lovino silently crept into the kitchen hoping to sneak in a midnight snack. Suddenly, he felt a breath caress his ear. He yelped like a frightened dog and spun on his heels to glare at the perpetrator who was smiling back at him in the dark. Lovino could predict what his little brother was going to say next.
“Naughty, naughty fratello. You’a know better than to try and sneak past me.”
Despite himself, Lovino smil
~2P!England and England: Opposites do not attract~~2P!England and England: Opposites do not attract~7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
-----Opposites do not attract-------
~2P!England's POV~
I was reading the local paper, when I happened across an ad in the paper looking for a baker. I desperately needed a job since I got laid off at my other one for reasons I shan't explain. The person who was advertising was Arthur Kirkland. "Hmm. Where have I heard that name before?" Scratching my head I sat the paper down and took a sip of my tea. While I was drinking it, I turned my attention out to the giant window. It was covered with perspiration from the humidity and rain coming down from it outside.
When I finished my breakfast, I got dressed in my normal attire. A white long sl
Waiting.. - APH UsxUk FanficDisclaimer: I don't own Hetalia ,the band, the music and all... except the fanfic's plot.XDWaiting.. - APH UsxUk Fanfic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you guys had no idea what Hetalia is..google "Hetalia Axis Powers" and you'll find out..if you don't know the song..search it on Youtube and type "Marry me by Train".
Genre: Shounen ai and tragedy.
it's just a short story..so yeah..since I had nothing to do because I'm bored..and my imagination flows everywhere in any parts of my brain..well..yeah..I'm not gonna miss this opportunity.. :)
don't like Yaoi? well...go on and read something else please. :3
Anime : Hetalia Axis Powers
I'm sorry for my English..once I'm not in a mood to use English.
Italy's Remembrance1 year ago in Free Verse
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My KittenMy Kitten7 months ago in Settings More Like This
It was always sunny where he was. An occasional cloud would pass over the sun, but sandy winds would quickly protest and sent it away. The heat was nearly unbearable, even for those who had been born and raised in the forsaken desert.
Heracles knew what the people in the caravan thought of him. As a Greek boy, sold into Egypt along with his brother, they thought him of less worth. As a slave, they thought him a strange contradiction. He was often found sleeping and lazing about, but he never left a job undone. His broad shoulders carried dense muscles that held the capability to lift an ox right off of the sandy ground.
It was no mystery, t
Reflection'Twice I have failed. Twice I have shamed. Twice I have been nothing more than a disgrace to your people. They aren't mine any longer; I am not fit to care for them. Please forgive me Gilbert. I have done nothing but coloured your name in ignominy.'Reflection2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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He refused to look to his brother as armed guards took them to the holding cell. Guilt ate at him, his intestines twisting and knotting as wave after wave of self-disgust hit him. It was all he could do not to curl into a ball on the cold concrete floor and die. Glossed blue eyes stole a glance upward f
Two banks of one sea. Part ITwo banks of one sea. Part I2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Название: Два берега одного моря. Глава I
Автор: Кагоме Инуяшкина
Бета: Матреша
Персонажи: Турция/Украина
Феl
The Empress and the PirateThe Empress and the Pirate8 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I trusted you with my soul and my heart
Since the day you came from the ocean blue
Little did I know you'd tear my world apart
What I heard about you in the end was true
At first you appeared so charming to me
A perfect gentleman with hair so fair
We spent our time lost together in glee
But then you crushed my heart without a care
You took from me my honor and my pride
My son and my treasure are gone forever
And I am left feeling hollow inside
Now I know I was not very clever
Only now I look back with much regret
And wish with all my heart we had not met
.: Memories and Meadows :..: Memories and Meadows :.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It'd been years. So many that I couldn't quite remember the last time I was here. I remembered my departure, and the years that I spent training, and fighting a war that was not my own. I remembered my "brother" telling me this was what to live for. This was what it was all about. But at the same time, I could remember that every time I went to sleep, a face would appear in my mind, and take me to a meadow I grew up with; a meadow I'd grown to love in my heart, that would never disappear.
A meadow I walked currently.
War was something that I had grown to detest. Along with Prussia, I had fought and slain many countries, looking to take it o
EstoniaEstoniaEstonia3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Human name: Eduard Von Bock
How you're going to roleplay it:
He's had a very long history, possibly even as early as 8000 BC. He's had high points and low points over the centuries. He used to have some power, and his pirates led raids similar to the Vikings. But that didn't last too lang, and he has been controlled by the Holy Roman Empire, Denmark, the Teutonic Knights, Sweden, Poland-Lithuania, Germany, and Russia at various times during his life.
He still occasionally gets into a more controlling, pirate-y mood, although with Russia breathing down his neck, it doesn't surface often. He can also get kind of bitter over things,
As The White Petal FallsAustria x Switzerland –or- SwisstriaAs The White Petal Falls3 months ago in Profiles More Like This
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Not a sound could be heard.
He walked aimlessly through a park, or so it seemed. The brunette nation didn’t question what his destination was until now. He couldn’t remember exactly where he was going. Austria never left his home unless there was a reason. He especially wouldn’t leave on a day like today; for it was far too hazy outside and the air was much too thick. This wasn’t walking weather for him. He couldn’t make sense of why he was outside at a time like this but he remained
Deadly DoubleIt is not hard to imagine war as a chess game. There is the King, quiteDeadly Double9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
obviously both the strongest and most vulnerable piece in the game. The Queen,
swift and deadly, able to move most anywhere; the King is as dependent on her as
she is on him. Of course, the Bishop is the devout one, the just one, the pious
one. Knights are wise and sturdy, trusted by royalty. And the Rooks are the
ones to keep the castle safe; they are the Castle with strong walls and high
towers.
As much as he hates to admit it, Ivan knows that the pawns are also important.
They willingly throw away their petty existence for their Kings; they go
he
America and the MoonAmerica lay in his backyard basking in the glow of the moonlight. He smiled up at the shining globe in the sky, it was so beautiful, he couldn't help but wonder… His dazed smile abruptly changed to a scowl. NO, he could help it. He'd resist such stupid thoughts; he refused to think kindly of that communist bastard. Who cared if that damned commie could see his beautiful moon? He sure didn't.America and the Moon1 year ago in Settings More Like This
That horrible man had betrayed him and his allies during World War 2. He was at the moment fighting his people, fighting him, killing them.
Killing him.
Alfred stood to stare at his trembling palms pale in the light of the moon. Searching, for som
Country and Planet PreludeSummary: Hetalia and Planetary Moe crossover. England always wondered, where did they come from? However, after receiving a special visit, he'll learn that his past isn't as bright as he thought. And his relatives aren't as sane as he thought.Country and Planet Prelude2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
WARNING: Past M-preg (EARTH IS A GUY.)
Prelude: Mother Earth
Somewhere in the past, long before America existed...
"Earth, are you sure?"
Venus looked at her brother skeptically, her yellow eyes curious and worry filled. Her blond hair was tied into a neat ponytail and she was wearing a long dress with frills. Although she didn't like the frills, Venus knew that her brother's civilization was getting more advanced so she had to deal with it. Goodbye to her favorite pair of black shorts, combat boots, and her dark yellow leather jacket for now.
Earth sighed and hugged the bundle on his arms closer to his chest. His suit was getting wrinkled but he really didn't care. The boy's blue eyes were starting to glisten and Venus
Country and Planet Chapter 2Summary: Hetalia and Planetary Moe crossover. England always wondered, where did they come from? However, after receiving a special visit, he'll learn that his past isn't as bright as he thought. And his relatives aren't as sane as he thought.Country and Planet Chapter 21 month ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2: The Revelation
'Where-- Where am I?'
Earth groaned as he picked himself off the cold stone floor. His new olive green jacket and red scarf were in tatters. His normally bright blue eyes were dulled as he looked around the room he was being kept in. It was a prison cell, complete with spider webs and metal bars. The stones were hazardously cemented together to make a wall and the metal bars were quivering with what Earth guessed was electricity.
Earth scratched his head as he tried to remember what had happened to him. He had been at home, going through old boxes with a lot of old stuff in them. He had knocked a box down and saw--
Earth's eyes drooped when he remembered what had happened. What he had tried to forget but was ne
Hetalia 9-11Alfred leaned his head back as the breeze blew past him, lifting his hair and cooling his face. The calm September breeze, filled with the scents of fall and the faint traces of his country it had accumulated as it blew filled his nose. He closed his eyes, and for a moment, it was simply the darkness of his eyelids. Then, faint screams echoed in his head, and he snapped his eyes open before all of the memories could return.Hetalia 9-111 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was dressed in a plain, black suit, unusual for him. The personified country was more often than not seen in much more casual clothing, such as jeans, a tee-shirt, and his favorite bomber jacket. It was a cooler day
APH USA - marukaite chikyuu MN"Hey hey dad, could i have some coffee?APH USA - marukaite chikyuu MN2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Hey hey mom, hey hey mom
i could not forget the taste,
of the pancakes that i ate before!!!
Draw a circle, that's the Earth,
Draw a circle, that's the Earth,
Draw a circle, that's the Earth,
I'm Minnesota
Draw a circle, that's the Earth,
stare a while, and there's the Earth
maybe, perhaps that's the Earth
I'm minnesota!
Ah,
a wounderful world with one paintbrush stroke you can see,
Where the wind chill is 30- below
in Minnesota
( *sighs* " how can i be the 32nd state in th US and still not get noticed...am i to quiet?")
Draw a circle, that's the Earth,
Draw a circle, that's the Earth,
HetaGear part 2HetaGear part 29 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
HelleeV: Hey Ya this Hellee V , the Hetalia gang G8 and a few others have been turn in Units WTF , sorry no iggy did not do this . All right Go to Hetalia like all way and the chick whom invented the units thingy . Fact: Here the units are kinda like persocom in this world . Omg sorry if Italy OOC here
Somewhere way before the prologue and in the glasses of America (a major flash back)
Here we started our story
Piper P.O.V
" How about some pasta" I give a smiled and Italy to smiled back at me . I got up and head toward the kitchen.
I walk to the kitchenette it only like three step, and got the plates ready this is weird I haven't set a t
RomanoXReader Chapter 4Chapter 4RomanoXReader Chapter 411 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
When you woke up the next morning you went to the tomato patch again and sung to them. It gave you pleasure because you were basically singing gibberish but at the same time, letting out all your worries and fears, all you anger. You finished your song and walked towards the house, when you got in there Feli was packing a picnic basket.
“We are going on a picnic?” You asked him, eyeing the basket.
“Si and everyone will be there! Ve~” He responded, packing a huge container of pasta.
“Okay, I’ll go get ready then!” You said excitedly and rushed up the stairs, as you pass a window looking over the garden you notice Lovino emerging from the green house, but payed no thought to it. When you got to your room your hands flung open the cupboard doors in a happy frenzy, you rushed through the clothes and grabbed out your favourite coloured shirt and a pair of jeans. The shirt crossed over your
EftirsjaRegret. That was all on young Emil's mind. He spent a scarce amount of time with his brother as it was, and the recent volcanic eruption put a significant increase in the already deep distance between the two. His remorseful thoughts corroded his commonly sound consciousness gradually as his condition deteriorated. Emil, lain in bed, was restless in mind yet not in body. The ash lingering in the drab sky above the dull Icelandic harbor made it impossible for boats to port or planes to land; the city was isolated from foreign contact and trade.Eftirsja1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
When the eruption befell the western region of the island country, he was in the open, on an innoce
NorwayxDenmark Till the end part one Norway lay frozen on the cold, hard ground. His body was going numb and he could feel warm liquid all over his body. He felt the blood trickle down his face and from on the ground beside him. The battle was waging on and he could hear the cries of his comrades and the clashing of weapons. It wasn't as loud as it had been only an hour before because the battle was dying down but, he couldn't tell which side was winning. He tried to move but he couldn't feel his hands or his feet. All he could do was lay there in a numbing pain. He opened his eyes and starred at the skies above, the clouds growing dark and stormy. He began to remember bNorwayxDenmark Till the end part one1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Responsibility "Look everyone, Toris is home~"Responsibility2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There were no waves or smiles to greet him; Raivis and Eduard could manage only mumbles in acknowledgement. Lithuania didn't mind, nor did he care to mumble back. They were all very tired, faces ashen with what these last six years had done to them.
Ivan seemed undeterred by the lack of enthusiasm, although he had enough reason to be the same. Regaining his lost territories from Germany had been a costly effort. On a normal basis Lithuania would have marveled at his childlike resiliency, but this was certainly not a time to muse.
Sta.sh
