Disney Prince Therapy: Part 2Disney Prince Therapy - The Sequel (...Or How I Learned To Accept That Disney Ignores Me And I Play Second Fiddle To My Wife Thanks To Merchandising)Disney Prince Therapy: Part 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Six years later...
After meeting privately with the therapist, Phillip, Milo, Adam, Prince Charming, and Prince all return to meet again, with new patient Aladdin. Prince and Milo relatively look the same, while the others have gone under a few changes. Charming now sports a pink blazer with his outfit, while Aladdin is dressed in a shirt with the Ten Commandments on it and a large gold cross hanging around his neck. Adam is wearing a necklace with a crystal, a ring of flowers in his hair, and a mood ring on his finger. Phillip has gotten even fatter than last time, having gained another fifty pounds. He now appears almost as big as his father. A new, older brunette psychiatrist heads over the proceedings, holding notes in her hand.
Therapist: Good morning, everyone. Im very glad that we were able to meet up here once again, since a
Landlocked 50- EpilogueLandlocked 50- Epilogue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Now, explain," Jim ordered, sitting down on the captain's bed.
Ariel sat next to him with her legs criss-crossed, rocking back and forth gently. "Well, you'll be surprised to know that none of this was my idea," she began. "I wanted to be with you, of course, but I didn't know how to go about it.
"The day before the ship came, Daddy invited me into the throne room. He began by telling me he loved me and wanted what's best for me. 'However,' he said, 'Sometimes what you need isn't what's best. Which is why I'm giving you the choice of going with the alien boy.'" Ariel paused, noticing the dumbfounded look on Jim's face.
He didn't reply, still trying to process what she had said. He had listened to his friends complain about the families they were blessed with, but the idea that a parent would ask his child to leave was something Jim couldn't fathom.
"Why-- why would he do that?" He finally asked.
"All children leave the nest eventually, J
For Germany Hetalia LoversFor Germany LoversFor Germany Hetalia Lovers4 years ago in Romance More Like This
You feel France once again reach for your ass.
(Great way to start out a story, right?)
You feel your temper flare into a massive hysterical rage and turn around to backhand the asshole right in his beautiful face. He goes flying to the other side of the room and slams into Britain's back (knocking him over too).
"What's wrong with you, you fancy-pants psychopath?!!" You scream at the top of your lungs. "How many times have I told you that I'm not going to form any alliance with you whatsoever?!!" France stumbles up, a terrified look forming under the shadows of your towering form.
"Please, _____, I didn't mean--"
"YOU KNOW VERY WELL WHAT YOU MEANT!! SO JUST BACK OFF AND NEVER EVEN GLANCE AT ANYTHING LOWER THAN MY FACE AGAIN!!"
France shrinks intensely. The other countries stare at your red fa
Knotted Flags 18Knotted Flags 185 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Beeps all around him. All rhythmic, along with a sharp hissing noise every moment or two. A voice, far away and fuzzy, spoke. Wasn't anyone he recognized. " I think he's coming around. " Sudden warmth on his hand, and it was pressed to something equally warm. And wet. " Doitsu? Doitsu? " Italy... he knew that beautiful voice anywhere. His sense of taste was the first to slowly come back to him. A metallic taste... blood. His mind played back the sight of his mouth hacking up blood onto the smaller country and his chest ached. He tried to cough again from this ache, but this only brought a flash of pain through his rib cage. Italy grabbed his hand tight as Germany let out a whimper. " Don't move, doitsu. He broke all your ribs and some vertebra... but the doctor said you're gonna live. " And his lips pressed on his palm before he started to cry again.
Blue eyes fluttered open and tried to focus. It went from blurry lights, a shadow of someone hovering over him. Then to fuzzy, more shape
APH: Definitely TodayFelicia straightened her skirt and pulled down the hem just a touch. She didn't want to seem too whore-ish to him or did she? Julchen did tell her that he was into those kinds of magazines No, no! It wasn't her. She was sweet, innocent Felicia, and that's who would win him over, and she'd win him over today. She just had to focus.APH: Definitely Today3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ve, Francoise!" Felicia shuffled over to her closest friend at the office, who was dressed in a white dress shirt, clearly belonging to a man, but she managed to make it look like a fashion statement. A dress from the night before sat in a paper bag that she held loosely. Felicia studied her attire for a moment. "Walk of shame?" she tilted her head like a bird expecting a bit of bread.
"It's not a walk of shame if you've been trying for years to get him drunk enough to take you," Francoise rolled her eyes. "Speaking of pursuing somebody for a long time today's your day, isn't it?" She gave a catlike grin to the Italian girl.
Crack Fairytales - The Wurst PrinceAnd so we have heard the story of the Tomato Prince Antonio and the Pasta Princess Lovino... but what of the younger princess, Feliciano? Well, dear reader, fear not for that story is about to come.Crack Fairytales - The Wurst Prince3 years ago in Romance More Like This
As usual, this story takes place once upon a time in a land far away. The Pasta Kingdom had been allied with the Wurst Kingdom for quite some time. The Pasta Kingdom would always turn to their friends whenever they found themselves in danger. The Pasta King and the Wurst King knew each other from their childhood so it was fairly obvious why their kingdoms were allied.
But I'm going off the subject again, for this story is about the youngest Princess, Feliciano.
Feliciano Vargas, Princess of the Pasta kingdom was a happy, bubbly young man with a good heart. He was nice to everyone he met though when faced with danger he was always the first to run away. The Pasta King was worried, for he had to decide whether Feliciano or his brother Lovino should take the throne after his passing. Both prin
Feli Ch 8Feli Ch 83 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ludwig sat on the opposite side of the large table at Kiku and Heracles reception party. He stared at his older brother with a look of disgust as he watched him devour a plate of lamb burgers complete with some Greek sauce called "Tzatziki". He had to look away for a moment when his brother began to speak, allowing him to see a full view of the dead animal rolling around in his mouth.
Matthew noticed Ludwig's discomfort and sighed. "Gilbert, don't speak with your mouth full. Should I really be telling you this? You're already twenty-eight years old."
Gilbert swallowed the meat in his mouth and smiled. "Sorry hon. Forgot."
"It's alright. Just don't do it again eh? I'm pretty sure you're brother doesn't enjoy watching you eat a large pound of lamb."
Gilbert turned to look at his younger brother and grinned. "Sorry bruder," he sneered. Ludwig scoffed. "No, really bruder! I am truly sorry."
"I'm so sure," Ludwig mumbled under his breath. Gilbert only stu
60. East Meets West'I can't believe I agreed to this...'60. East Meets West4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ludwig sat on a bar stool, glaring angrily at nothing in particular. As if the poor German's day hadn't been stressful enough, what with running around after Feliciano when his idiotic schemes went awry and arguing with other nations, he had, for some God-forsaken reason, agreed to go drinking with his older brother.
Gilbert had been trying desperately for months to convince Ludwig to leave the sanctuary of his house for a beer or ten. It's not that he didn't like a brew with Gilbert occasionally, but he didn't like the idea of leaving the Italian alone.
"Ludwig, go out with your brother, I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time!"
"Nein... I should stay here and make sure you're alright..."
"Don't worry about me! I can take care of myself!"
"The idea of leaving you alone in the house seems more dangerous than jumping into a bathtub with a toaster."
"Well, that doesn't sound dangerous at all! What if the person likes toast but also needs
100 Theme: GermanyxReader: Mein LeibeGermanyxReader: Mein Leibe100 Theme: GermanyxReader: Mein Leibe3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
MEIN GOTT! This is my first CountryxReader ever! I...I sincerely hope that I do not disappoint anyone! S-So, please tell me how I do!
You are the relatively young nation of _(random country here)_ , also known as _______. You recently joined the Axis in a war against Russia. MAN, did you hate that guy. He had tried to make you "become one" with him every time he saw you since you started attending the World Meetings! 'Thinking back, that's what started this war...' you thought. After running away from a very...CREEPY Russia after another meeting, your close friend, ally, and not to mention crush, Ludwig Beilschmidt (aka Germany) had asked you what was wrong...
You were running as fast as your legs could carry you. Russia was after you again, and all you could think about was getting away from him...until you ran head-first into somebod
Copper Curl Part IIGermany tapped his foot nervously. Despite the generally comfortable atmosphere, his body felt outrageously stiff with unease. He gazed at his empty plate that was set neatly in front of him. His warped reflection glinted back at him from the shining surface of the white plate and he grimaced. Now that Germany thought more about it, he realized that he was rather touched that the usually irritating nation was going through all this trouble to make him dinner.Copper Curl Part II3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Even if it was the usual pasta.
Yet the usually comfortable and casual air was strangely sharp as Germany felt his breath growing shallower with each second. Why had that strange moment between he and Italy affected him so? For all he knew, his mind could've just synthesized those images.
But no. That wasn't it. Those images were lucid, yet illusive at the same time. They struck a strange chord of familiarity in Germany's mind. A sense of strange unnerving familiarity that could only be obtained through a sort of memory.
Did he ju
Grenade .::Germany::."I'd jump in front of a train for yaGrenade .::Germany::.3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same "
Ludwig growled in annoyance at the sight of that idiotic Spaniard with her. After a stupid fight, [Name] had broken up with him and left his life forever. Though, Ludwig had a feeling she never even loved him. Whenever they were together, she would be staring off into space and sometimes right out ignored him. Whenever they kissed, she'd recoil a bit. It always got Ludwig thinking; Was he not good enough? He looked down at his hands, flexing his fingers as if he were getting ready for war, and looked back up at the beautiful girl he once called his girlfriend. Antonio had just bought her a necklace, one with a turtle as the charm. [Name] had always had a liking towards turtles. Hot tears rushed up to Ludwig's eyes, threatening to spill out in public. They wo
HRExReader- Broken PianoYou were wondering around Mr. Austria's house. You had been taken over by him just recently, you were a fairly small country with little to no military forces. So you had been pretty easy to capture. You sighed, you really hated to admit it, but you kinda liked Mr. Austria's house. You spotted his elegant, large, wooden piano, but...n one was playing it! You had always wanted to learn how to play... "Maybe he won't mind..." You whispered to yourself. And with a great amount of effort, you climbed onto the padded seat. You hesitated, but pushed a large white key. the piano made a beautiful note play. You loved it! You pushed a different key, but it didn't make any noise. "H-Huh?" You exclaimed. "D-Did I break it?" You questioned to no one in particular. Mr. Austria walked past the room you were sitting in. He stopped at the sight off you sitting at his piano.HRExReader- Broken Piano3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"_________!!" He yelled menacingly. You cringed.
"Y-Yes sir?" You turned to look at him. Mr. Austria motioned for y
Always Look Both Ways.The first nice day in quite awhile, it has been bitter cold for almost a month and ______ was happy to see the sun. Not like, she didn't mind the cold when it was actually snow but it has been overcast and bitter cold. Anyway, ______ walked out of a small café with (favorite drink) in her hands and a bright smile on her lips. Her (e/c) eyes danced in the winter sunlight, happy for the fact it is above freezing and her nose and ears were not going to fall off. Across the street, stood an old bookstore she loved going to and she needed a new book before the snow settled in again in a couple of days. After she stepped into the sun, now heading to the bookstore, she stood on the curb, getting ready to cross the street. Just about when she stepped out, someone grabbed her arm and yanked her back onto the curb. Literally, a second later, a bright red sports car raced by her at an obscene rate of speed appeared of where she was standing a moment ago. Her eyes went as wide as dAlways Look Both Ways.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fallen.It had been a two years since Gilbert had died. Prussiathe once noble and strong, no longer existed and neither did Gilbert. You were beside him when he died. You were covered in blood, and so was he. Only difference, you weren't staring death in the face like he was. The bullet went straight through him... And you could do nothing to stop it from happeningFallen.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When he was lying in your arms, his red-violet eyes silently leaking tears, and his near white hair drenched in dirt and dried up blood, he weakly caressed your face. "You-," He struggled out, "Will keep Prussia alive When people forget who the strongest was . You tell them."
You felt tears fall from your eyes only to have them land onto his face, washing away a streak of blood. "Gilbert " you whispered. "D-don't leave me "
"Long-"he whispered, "live Prussians." He smiled weakly at you.
You were the first woman he ever truly loved. He took you on real dates. He hung out with younot b
GermanyxReader - winter part 2GermanyxReader - winter part 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
The two of you made it back to your house and you hung up your coat, slipping off your shoes you told Ludwig to do the same.
"What would you like to drink?" You asked, showing him the living room "I have coffee, tea, hot chocolate, beer..."
"Ja, can I have some beer?" He asked, sitting on the sofa gently.
"Sure" You smiled, walking into your kitchen and grabbing a beer from your fridge. You didn't drink beer, but your friends did, and whenever they were round you wanted to make sure you had drinks to serve them.
Walking back into the living room, you handed Ludwig his beer and took a seat next to him, giving a content sigh.
The two of you sat in a comfortable silence until Ludwig finished his beer and placed the empty glass bottle on the coffee table.
"Want to watch a movie?" You asked, standing up and switching the TV on. Flipping though the channels you finally found a movie for the two of you to watch before dropping yourself onto the sofa next to Ludwig. Throughout the movie the tw
A to Z GerIta Drabbles FA to Z GerIta DrabblesA to Z GerIta Drabbles F3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Theme: F for Fangirls.
Disclaimer: Hikari does not own or claim to own Hetalia.
IMPORTANT: This was not written to offend anyone. I have nothing against Fangirls (Ok that's a semi-lie but I'm definitely a fangirl if it comes to certain things) so this is not intended to be offensive in any way.
Feliciano and Ludwig casually strolled down the street towards a popular cafe. They had decided to be open about their relationship a few days ago but were still cautious. Ludwig was only comfortable with holding hands with the Italian. However, the Italian took full advantage; constantly holding Ludwig's hand, hugging him often and kissing his cheek any chance he got.
Feliciano was just so glad that he found someone like Ludwig who loved him despite all of Feliciano's weaknesses and quirks. He could never have imagined that love would feel so absolutely beautiful. He never doubted that Ludwig loved him even though the German didn't wear his heart on his sleeve as th
Not Quite Perfume...Title: Not Quite Perfume...Not Quite Perfume...4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fandom: Soul Eater (either canon)
Characters: Medusa and Stein
Misc. Notes: This is before the anniversary ball.
"You smell strange."
Medusa glared at Stein. "Is that your idea of civil conversation?"
"It's familiar, almost. I want to say blood?"
The look in his eyes almost made her stumble over her ready answer: "Considering the state some of the students come back in, I hardly think that's surprising."
"But that's not it. Is it, Nurse Medusa?" His leer grew. "Because it's not quite blood I smell. There's something a bit off about it. It smells unnatural somehow."
As she fought to hide the chill running down her back, a look of boyish teasing replaced his leer.
GermanyxReader: WrathGermanyxReader: WrathGermanyxReader: Wrath3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Thank you for taking me here Ludwig." You said to your German date. He had taken you to
The Cheesecake Factory for Valentine's day.
Ludwig smiled and blushed. "It vas no problem _______."
"If you'll excuse me I have to use the restroom." You said and walked to the bathroom.
As you walked back to your table you found the waiter flirting with Ludwig. Your Ludwig. 'Oh Heeell no.' You thought.
Ludwig looked extremely unsure what to do as the waiter said, "Why don't you ditch the shorty and be my Valentine."
Before Ludwig could respond, you tapped her on the shoulder and gave your most menacing smile. "Mam' unless you want to have an early death I suggest you march your bitch ass back the the kitchen and bring me my god damn cheesecake."
Apparently the message got through loud and clear as she hurriedly walked away and brought back your desert. "Danke _____. Ich Liebe Dich." Ludwig said after you had finished your meal and left the restaurant.
SebaGrell-request-SebaGrellSebaGrell-request-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Walking around quietly, Grell snuck into Phantomhive manor, slipping into Sebastian's room. Still undetected, he trotted up to Sebastian, tapping him on the shoulder with a grin.
"Surprise, Bassy!" he said.
Rolling his eyes, Sebastian turned around and raised his eyebrows at Grell's appearance. He'd never seen such clothes like that, for they revealed almost all of the redhead's long legs, his flat stomach also exposed. "That's an odd choice in fashion," he simply stated, turning back around to continue folding clothes.
Grinning wider, Grell wrapped his arms around Sebastian's stomach, earning a slight shove from the demon butler. "Don't you like it, Bassy, my dear?"
Sebastian sighed, slipping out of Grell's grip and setting about with other small tasks about his room. After a few moments of contemplating what words to say, he finally muttered, "It makes you look like a prostitute."
Dropping his jaw, Grell put his hands on his hips. "Why woul