Hetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 1 -The Ocean Tides Hide the Unlikely TreasureHetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 1 -2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A large ship sat in the deep sand, the salt water rotting the wood to the point it was ready to fall apart.
A large form swam out of the ship and held up the object he rescued in his long slender pale hands.
His red eyes glimmered as he gave a smirk.
Flicking his red tail as he did.
He held up his prize to the small fish swimming in his silver-colored hair.
"Vat do you think, Gilguppy? Is zhis awesome enough for the great Prince Gil's collection?" he asked the silent fish.
Not receiving an answer, the crimson-finned merman swam along, mostly being pulled by the current as he stared at his newfound treasure.
It was a piece of broken glass, edges smoothed by the constant flow of water it had been enduring in the recent years.
The picture depicted a circle object with a faded yellow shade.
He glanced up further to see an identical pale circle glimmering above the waves.
"It must be awesome of zhere, Gilguppy. Zhe Sun...Zhe smells...
Hetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 3 -The Fun is Only Just BeginningHetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 3 -2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Prince Gil groaned as he swam through the water to his hidden cave. Gilguppy swimming after him.
It had only been several days since what happened with Matthew-
Gil stopped and sighed, rolling onto his back so he could see the sun shimmering from above the waves.
He closed his eyes remembering the face of Matthew.
Light blond hair...violet eyes...that little blond curl hanging in his face.
A smile crept onto his face.
Gilguppy nudged him, signalling their arrival at the cave.
Gil swam down to the entrance of the cave, swimming inside.
He eyes widened.
Lying there in the middle of the cave was the sculpture of Matthew and his brother. Gil swam around it, staring at the sculpture Matthew. Flicking dirt onto the face of sculpture Alfred as he did.
Gil sighed staring at the face of the stone fake Matthew.
"You like him, yes?" came two sudden voices.
Gil turned to see two pair of eyes staring back at him from the shadows.
What caught Gil's eye was the f
Hetalia- The Awesome Merman PrologueIt was a sad evening in the Kingdom by the sea.Hetalia- The Awesome Merman Prologue2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
For their kind and handsome King was dying.
He told his Adviser, the green-eyed Englishman to call for his sons.
The Older Prince, born with the handsome looks of their Father was called from his day of hunting.
He was the favored son.
Born with hair the color of gold and eyes the color of the sea.
The Younger Prince, born with the soft complexion of the Queen, bless her soul; was called from his personal library.
He was the ignored son.
Born with light hair like honey and eyes the color of lilacs, the Queen's favorite flower.
The Princes were at their dying Father's side within minutes.
"Father, are you well?" they cried out together.
Their Father stared up into their faces and said with a cough;
"My sons...my time is ending...The Kingdom needs a ruler to keep it safe...Arthur...please come to my side."
The Englishman, his large eyebrows drawn into a worry approached the King's side.
"Yes my King?" he asked.
"I here by decree that who
Hetalia- Valentine's Day Mini ShortsFrUKHetalia- Valentine's Day Mini Shorts2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England felt arms wrap around his neck. "Bonjour Angleterre~" France purred into his ear. "Frog...why the bloody hell are you in my house?!" he shouted. France, stepped in front of him. "Mon cher Arthur, did you forget zhe date?" France asked, gliding a finger under England's chin.
"It iz Valentine's Day."
"Don't deny you don't like it, Angleterre~"
Canada's face was bright red as he took the box of chocolates out of Prussia's hands.
Prussia's face managed to be a much dark shade of red than Canada's face.
"A-are these for me, Gilbert?"
"Glücklich Valentinstag, Birdie."
"Heureuse Saint Valentin, Gil."
"Vee~ Germany! I made you some chocolate!" Italy shouted, a smile on his face.
Germany's face got red upon seeing the Italian.
Italy cheerfully offered the stern blond a box of chocolate.
Germany sighed picking up a piece and popping it into his mouth.
"Vee~ Germany likes it, si?"
PruCan Valentine's Day“VERDAMMT!” Prussia growled as he ran a hand through his pale hair in frustration. He flopped onto his bed and stared up at the ceiling, as if hoping for the solution to his problem to reveal itself on the blank surface. When no answer made itself apparent, Prussia breathed out loudly through his nose and scowled.PruCan Valentine's Day2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Valentine’s Day was less than a week away, and Prussia had no idea what to do for his boyfriend of one month to celebrate. A person as wonderful as Canada deserved much more than a store-bought card or a box of chocolates or a bouquet of roses. No, whatever Prussia decided to do, it would have to be totally unique and mind-blowingly awesome.
Not that Canada was the sort of person who would blow up at him if he didn’t do anything to celebrate. In fact, he would probably be totally okay if they didn’t do anything. But in Prussia’s mind, there was no way that he would let Birdie get away without knowing just how much he meant to the ex
Hetalia- Canada's MistakeIt was the end of another world meeting.Hetalia- Canada's Mistake1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Canada was walking down the hall with his brother, America chattering beside him.
Canada didn't seem to be listening to America or notice other countries he accidentally walked into.
He was a bit on edge.
"BRO!" came America's yell right in his ear.
"Wh-what Alfred?" Canada replied quickly, violet eyes wide as if he had been caught doing something he wasn't suppose to do.
"You okay? You seem a bit out of it."
"Ve, Germany wait for me!" came Italy's loud yell.
Canada looked up to see Italy had run over to an upset Germany.
"What'sa wrong, Ludwig?"
"Feliciano, have you seen my bruder anyvhere?"
Italy shook his head.
"Dammit..." Germany grumbled under his breath.
"Hey Ludwig, what's wrong?" America called.
"Gilbert has gone missing." Germany replied.
France and Spain both froze up having heard as they approached Canada and America.
"Gilberto has gone missing?" Spain repeated, his green eyes wide.
"Zhis iz terrible! Ho
PruCan- You Forgotten Me... Prolouge+1 (Rewritten)PruCan- You Forgotten Me... Prolouge+1 (Rewritten)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was already a summer evening as a lone child sat there, hugging his knees and crying softly to himself. He lost track of his older brother and his Papa, and felt so alone. "Hey!" A voice rung out, directed at him. The boy looked up, his wavy, blonde hair moving, and when his head was fully up, a long, stubborn curl was in front of his face. Matthew Williams stared into the eyes of another child, who had ruby eyes and snow white hair. "What are you doing?" The albino asked Matthew, making Matthew blink a bit in confusion. He pointed at himself. "M-me…?" Matthew asked in that quiet voice of his. The albino walked over and ruffled Matthew's head. "Man, you talk quietly! I am the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt! But you can call me Gil!" Matthew stared at Gilbert with bewilderment. "You…can see me…?" Matthew asked, which Gilbert looked with dumbfound look. "Eh? What kind of question is that!?" Matthew looked at the strange kid he just met. "Well, only my
Demon Boy -PruCan-"Non! I'm not doing it! You can't make me!" I huffed irritably, staring into the determined eyes of my brother who was holding two costumes.Demon Boy -PruCan-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One of Batman and one of Robin
"Come on bro, do me a favour!" Alfred whinned, nudging the ridiculously tight looking costume at me, a pleading look in his blue eyes
"No! I'll be here for the party, that's enough!" I huffed, now slightly irritated. I ran my hand through my blonde hair, watching as my brother grumbled and turned away. He would be after me again, trying to get me in that skin tight costume.
"That's just ridiculous, if it wasn't that skin tight I might have done it" I sighed, looking down. I didn't want to go in something with short sleeves like that; it was just too risky.
I didn't want anyone seeing the criss-cross lines against my pale skin, the cherry red glow of the healing cuts, and the pink fleshy colour of the healed scars, each one representing a memory being brought up, each thought of him again
PruCan- You forgotten me...2PruCan- You forgotten me...22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day, which was a Saturday, Gilbert made his way to Matthew's apartment. He didn't know that on the paper, it said weekends were a bad time to come. Gilbert groaned as he knocked on the door. He heard shuffling, then a very pissed off Matthew. "I thought today would be a good time to study." Gilbert reasoned, making Matthew sigh in annoyance. He got out his 'speaking' pad and wrote something. 'You dumb twat, I wrote I'm full for the weekends on the paper!' Matthew wrote, before locking his door and starting to walk away. Gilbert, being the curious guy he was, started to follow him.
After walking a couple blocks, Matthew entered a bookstore, not to Gilbert's surprise. A
mute guy working in a bookstore? A good match. Gilbert still walked in, only to see a mass multitude of book, but Matthew walked over to the kid's section, and was promptly hugged by a small girl. "Mattie! You're back!" The little girl said with glee, as Matthew keeled down and hugged her back. 'Nice to see you a
Happy Halloween, BirdieAll Hallows’ Eve. Samhain. Halloween. A night that has had many names over the years. A night that symbolizes the end of summer’s warmth and life, and the beginning of winter’s deathly cold grip. The night of the year when creatures of the night have the most power and roam freely. So take care on this night, and wander not by yourself, for tonight of all nights is the worst night to be alone and vulnerable.Happy Halloween, Birdie2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Up in the sky, thinly veiled by dark clouds, the moon cast a sickly light that drained the color out of everything it touched. Naked trees reached up, bare branches grasping out like clawed hands. Fallen leaves rasped against concrete and crackled under the feet of stray trick-or-treaters.
One small figure had broken away from the others, a little girl dressed as a witch. Her large black hat threatened to fall over her eyes, and her feet kept catching on the long hem of her dress. She shivered as the chilly wind pierced through the thin m
PruCan- You Forgotten Me...Extra 1 Little Matthew Kirkland walked up to his best friend's, Gilbert Beilschmidt, house and ranged the doorbell. After a minute or so, Gilbert's father came out and let a small grin unto his face. "Ah, wilkomen Matthew." Gilbert's father greeted as he stepped out of the way for Mattie to walk in. "Gilbert is in his room." Mr. Beilschmidt said before walking away to god knows where. Matthew sighed before he walked into Gilbert's room.PruCan- You Forgotten Me...Extra 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Birdie!" Gilbert called out from his bed. Gilbert had ended up with a fever due to falling into a river the day before, Matthew also fell in as well, but just ended up with a small cough. "Um…happy birthday, Bear." Matthew said and handed Gilbert the big box in his arms that he brought. Gilbert's eyes lighten in glee as he gripped the box tore off the wrapping paper. "Ah, Birdie! You shouldn't have!" Gilbert exclaimed as he pulled out the big plushie of Gilbird, who was sleeping in his cage. Suddenly, Gilbert pulled the Canadian in a big bear hug. "Danke B
Seborga's CurlWy pouted, glancing around the small circle of micronations.Seborga's Curl2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kugelmugel and Wendland were chatting random nonsense in German.
Hutt River, Ladonia, and Elleore were off talking about their families.
Molossia preferred to be by himself in a corner, smoking a cigarette.
She spotted Seborga on the other side of the room, he gave her a wave.
Aramoana was sitting beside her.
"What's wrong, Wy?"
"Its Seborga...He just has been...just ugh..."
Aramoana smiled and giggled.
Sealand edged close to Wy's ear and whispered, "I dare you to pull on Seborga's curl."
"What why?!" Wy yelped.
"He always pulls on your hair so why not return the favor?" Sealand insisted.
Wy could see Seborga was now approaching her.
"Ciao Little W- Nngh!"
Seborga's face got bright red as Wy's hand clamped on the curl bouncing on the side of his head.
Aramoana and Sealand's eyes were both wide open at Seborga's reaction.
Wy stared at Seborga with one bushy eyebrow raised.
"Uhm...Little Wy, pl-please
Hetalia- Morning: FACES FamilyGlad to see someone stopped by to read this.Hetalia- Morning: FACES Family2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia (AU)
Pairings Featured: Barely Implied FrUK
Characters Appearing: Francis Bonnefoy (France), Arthur Kirkland (England/Britain/UK), Michelle Bonneland (Seychelles), Alfred F. Jones (America), and Matthew Williams (Canada)
(Note; Their last names here are Bonnefoy-Kirkland. Alfred and Matthew would be about six and Michelle is about ten or eleven.)
And be sure to favorite and comment if you enjoyed.
Two small forms crept into the darkened room, sunlight just barely seeping in through the curtains which covered the windows.
One struggled and climbed onto the bed, moving towards the two still sleeping forms as the other one watched with curiosity at what the other was going to do.
The one on the bed suddenly leapt on the two sleeping people, screeching with glee,
"I'm the hewo!"
Both forms were awakened once
Seemingly Unnoticed-PruCanSongFic: "We All Fall Down" AerosmithSeemingly Unnoticed-PruCan2 years ago in Drama More Like This
An assortment of blue jeans, slacks, tee shirts, collared shirts and hoodies spilled out of the upturned laundry basket onto the floor of the closet. Matthew managed to smile briefly at his handiwork, before frowning and ripping the tie from around his neck. Throwing it angrily into the mix, he begun to take off the suit jacket so that it could join as well. Usually, Matthew preferred order and neatness but he didnt care today, thats why he had kick the basket over in the first place. What did it matter anyway? Its not like someone is going to notice, they never notice anything having to do with him. The others had always been that way and probably always would be, he thought angrily walking out into the main room to get a change of clothes.
When your heart is breaking
When your faith has been shaken
When the road your takin
Takes you nowhere at all
Another day wasted at the conference center, there wer
[ A Deer In The Headlights ] PruCanBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.[ A Deer In The Headlights ] PruCan2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Mathew Williams sighed, wishing the alarm clock would shut up. After maybe the fifth time the machine rang out its shrill tone, the male realized it wasn't going to go away anytime soon. Reaching around blindly, he smacked at the evil, plastic, sleep preventing device until it finally reached the almighty snooze button. The moment the beeping stopped, he sighed softly. Now, to get back to sleep...
"Yo, Mattie! Lil' bro, we got a conference today! Wake up!"
Mathew groaned loudly. Of all the times his brother decides to remember him, it had to be NOW! Yes, that was the reason why Mathew Williams did not want to leave the plush comfort of his mattress. It was the day of a World Meeting. Another day where he gets to sit in a room and listen to all the idiotic countries argue with one another, not even bothering to take notice of him or ask his opinion, not even his snot nose brother would care t
Hetalia- Unsere Liebe A Szerelmunk AUSHUNHungary slumped onto the wall, letting out silent sobs into her hands.Hetalia- Unsere Liebe A Szerelmunk AUSHUN1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
She sunk to the floor on her knees as her orange flower fell out of her hair and landed on the dark wood floor.
Austria exited a room close by, looking very tired and worn out.
He stopped, his dark violet eyes widening upon seeing Hungary on the floor in tears.
He quickly rushed to her side, gently touching her shoulder.
"Elizabeta...?" Austria asked.
She glanced up at him with green eyes and latched onto him in a hug.
"R-Roderich..." she mumbled through tears.
He held her tightly, sighing sadly.
It was obvious what had happened.
The Iron Curtain had been placed and several of the countries were to be taken into the home of Russia the very next day.
Austria leaned down, picking up the orange flower and returning it to her brown hair.
He kissed her gently on the forehead.
"It is okay, Lieben. You've alvays been strong. Zhis vill all be okay." Austria whispered, hugging her close.
Hungary glanced up at him and
PruCan: Responsability 1"Love was *hic* invented in Canada !"PruCan: Responsability 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
These were the last words Matthew said before completely collapsing under the bar.
Gilbert helped the dirty blond back onto his seat. The Prussian had made a bet with Francis that he'd be able to seduce the Canadian before the Frenchman. Easy cash, Gilbert had thought, so he'd arranged a get together with Matthew. His plan had been to spend the day with him to build trust then to the bar, where Matthew would get completely intoxicated and Gilbert would take advantage.
The plan had worked clearly, as the Canadian now lolled his head to one side to lean on the Prussian.
But now Gilbert felt guilty. That day he'd really come to enjoy Matthew's company and couldn't feel comfortable with this being a drunken one-night stand. It was also hard on the Prussian because it meant he himself had to remain completely sober if he was going to drive them both to his place.
"Y-you smell like snu snow," Matthew murmured into Gilbert's shirt, "I
Hetalia- The Awesome Merman - Epilogue -It Ends on a Happy NoteHetalia- The Awesome Merman - Epilogue -1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ludwig had swam back to the land with his Father's permission.
He had told the secret Roman had tried to take to the grave.
Ludwig found himself dragged under the water again and sucked into the pocket of water once more.
He resurfaced in the small cove to find that human, Feliciano had his back turned to Ludwig.
Feliciano turned around upon hearing the waters splash.
Ludwig could see he had been crying.
He gave Feliciano a look.
"Uhm...My friend, Kiku...left'a the town. He left'a on a ship with a bunch of other people before that'a nasty storm last night." Feliciano explained, curling his legs closer to himself .
Ludwig stared at him before sighing.
"...I also know you aren'ta Roman."
Ludwig froze up and glanced up at the human.
"I knew after I said'a Roman's name and seeing you get so shocked when I used it on'a you." Feliciano explained. "So we haven't been properly introduced. Ciao, I'm Feliciano Vargas and I'ma from Italy."
Comforting [ PruCan ]Okay! Stating this now...in this fic, Mathew isn't forgotten. Reason why:Comforting [ PruCan ]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert talks about his little Birdie so much, he won't let him be forgotten. At least, he won't let Germany and Italy forget him.
Mathew sighed, shoving his hands into the pockets of his red hoodie. He'd been called here by Ludwig because Gilbert had been acting...strange. Apparently, he hadn't come out of his room all day. Now, the normal Gilbert Beilshmidt would be dropping by any and every countries home to, as he would so humbly put it, 'grace all of the unawesome people with his awesome presence.' So, this was definitely not the norm for the loud Prussian. Of course, it was the middle of January, so it had been below zero almost the entire day, not like it really bothered the Canadian. He'd experienced far worse winters. But, the thing was, he'd flown into Germany from Florida, since his brother had insisted on dragging him down from his comfo
Silent Night-PruCanChecking his watch for the fifth time in just five minutes, Gilbert gave a little start. Nearly seven in the evening, Matthew should be coming to join him soon. He paced, digging himself a nice trench through the snow covered ground. This night always made him nervous, it was such a big deal to Matthew. Not that he would ever come out and say that directly, always hiding how he truly felt but Gilbert knew. This night meant more to him then all the other nights of the year, which Gilbert found rather odd but he didnt questioned it. Once again he checked his watch, only one minute having passed and he jumped feeling something wet hit his cheek. Looking up to the cloudy night sky that had a twinge of orange to it he saw it was snowing lightly again. That was good, in fact it was perfect, he thought relaxing just a little bit. Even though he could very much do without the powdery precipitation, Matthew lived for the stuff. One more glance at his watch as he continued to paSilent Night-PruCan2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Gute Nacht, Guten MorgenIt started out as a summer cold. Prussia would cough occasionally and have a sneezing fit every now and again, but it hindered nothing in his life besides his ability to talk (though to him, this was one hell of a punishment). Nothing was especially concerning about the fact that the albino nation had caught this mild illness.Gute Nacht, Guten Morgen2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Except, of course, for the fact that he was a nation.
Nations generally do not catch illnesses without a proper reason - their economic state, their people, their land, etc.; these were all ways that a nation could become ill, since they did not seem to catch normal human illnesses. Prussia was almost an exception, however, since he had actually experienced the "death of nations," dissolving, once in his life. He had only been back for a short time, less than two human years, but in that time, he had done everything he'd wanted to do before he dissolved. He had mended his relationship with his brother, which led to a sort of "truce" between him and Romano, h
Das ist die Liebe: PruCan'Gilbert I have to leave.'Das ist die Liebe: PruCan2 years ago in Romance More Like This
'But Birdie you can't leave me!'
Matthew rolled his eyes at the albino that was currently sprawled over him. He had sat down on the couch to put on his shoes and before he knew it the man was laying in his lap. Luckily for Gilbert Matthew always got ready early and preferred having ample time to leave.
'You don't want me to be late for work do you?' he asked toying with the feathery locks. Gilbert turned on his side, pressing his face into Matthew's shirt mumbling. 'What was that?'
'If you didn't have to go to work then I could spend all day with you,' Gilbert said again. He closed his eyes at the gentle feeling of the long fingers softly running through his hair. It amazed him at how Matthew put up with him. Had he done this to anyone else they would have sent him tumbling to the ground. Matthew on the other hand was soft and gentle, relying instead in persuasion and not violence. It made the man fall even more in love with him every day.
'Yes but if I never
If One Would... (PruCan oneshot)No one recognizes me... No one knows who I am... But if just one would...If One Would... (PruCan oneshot)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Canada sat at the end of the hall, listening to the other countries yell at each other, and waiting for them to notice him-- but he knew they never would.
For some reason, he found his eyes drawn to a certain albino ex-nation. Prussia. He allowed himself this one time to loose himself in his thoughts, about what would happen if one day people started noticing him, if one day, that one person he really wanted to notice him would.
He was so intent in his thoughts that he didn't realize that the meeting had ended and he was still staring at the Germanic nation.
Then, something rare happened. One of his fellow countries approached him.
"Mon amour? Is something wrong?" asked France.
"Ah! Papa! I'm sorry! No, nothing's wrong. I was just... Thinking..." the Canadian replied quietly, the way he always talked. Everything about the blonde said 'quiet' and 'shy'.
"I noticed you were staring at Prussia... Why
To Lose a Canadian: PruCanIt was much too early for this. Gilbert cracked one red eye open and quickly closed it again. The sunlight that was filtering weakly through the partially closed curtains was just a bit too bright for his liking. He snuggled back under the covers when he noticed a problem: there was a certain Canadian warmth missing.To Lose a Canadian: PruCan2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert groaned, not wanting to venture from beneath the deep red down comforter but not wanting to go back to sleep without his favourite fiancé to cuddle with. He knew it was a tendency of the Canadian to steal all of the top blanket and huddle in some obscure corner of the bed. All Gilbert had to do was find him.
Now finding a person on a bed shouldn’t be that hard but this bed was special. Matthew had wanted just a normal bed, one big enough for the two of them with modest pricing and accented with modest blankets. He regretting ever letting Gilbert accompany him to the store. Gilbert had wondered off while Matthew was looking at the decent