PruCan - Verboten ch3Spring blossomed gently into summer, the late June weather fine and hot, and the villagers and Germans of Bussy found themselves strangely at ease. They were too far removed from the rest of France, from the rest of the world on these lovely summer evenings. Gentle stirrings of warm breezes mingled with the humming of insects, sweetly drifting over young couples as they visited in secret. The Germans and the French were by no means reconciled, and being found out by the rest of the village would create scandal and uproar, but who could resist the sweet intoxication of young love when it called? Especially in these times!
Most of the villagers feigned a blind eye or a deaf ear, should they catch a pair of voices whispering sentiments in broken French and German. The men had been too long away, and so long as the wives remained faithful, who would mind the young girls learning to turn on their charms? The now familiar Germans, who gave candy to the children and acted so courteously and h
PruCan - Verboten ch2The bells tolled twelve in the town square and in the bell tower of the church. It was noon on Easter Sunday in Germany, and the great clock set into the wall of Bussy's town hall as well as the one adorning the church reflected that time. However, in the Williams-Bonnefoy household the great grandfather clock in the atrium, with its dark bass tone echoing through the bare hall, was one chime short. Here, as in all the French households, it was only eleven AM, no matter what time the occupying soldiers insisted they were living on.PruCan - Verboten ch23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Matthew counted the hollow chimes, sure that he could feel each one of them reverberating within his heart in the same way they did the heavy mahogany body of the clock. Morning mass had been over for an hour, as the church had no choice but to operate on the time indicated by the Germans, but Marthe would not be serving Easter lunch until noon, punctual to a fault. Any attempt to persuade her to relinquish even a morsel before then would end in d
PruCan - Verboten ch1Verboten. Verboten. If there wasn't any other word of German he could recognize, it was one that he'd heard too often. Forbidden. It was posted on notices on every corner that Matthew Williams-Bonnefoy somberly wheeled his bicycle past, and he was hard pressed to remember what Bussy had been like before the occupation had begun. The windows of most houses were still tightly fastened behind shutters and thick curtains, though it had been almost a full year since the Armistice had been signed and the city overrun with German soldiers. Verbotenunder penalty of death.PruCan - Verboten ch13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Matthew leaned heavily against his handlebars as he stopped on the road, allowing a gaggle of soldiers to pass. Their boots and belts caught the sun, shining brightly in the warming April morning. The dusty almond green of their crisp uniforms mirrored the greenery of newly awakened grass covered in dew. But Matthew couldn't help but see these men as monsters, glinting cold and metallic and moving a
Can You Feel The Love Tonight - Prussia x CanadaSong: Can You Feel the Love Tonight - The Lion King 2Can You Feel The Love Tonight - Prussia x Canada3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Pairing: PruCan (Prussia x Canada)
"I can see what's happening." Francis sighed as he watched his two friends, Matthew and Gilbert, running around the kitchen of Gilbert's house, smearing chocolate icing on each other's faces and laughing their asses off. He had introduced them to one another a few months earlier at a party that he had managed to drag Matthew to. Of course, since the two were polar opposites, he had expected the worst, but they had really hit it off. They were better friends than anyone else Francis knew. Now he stood by and watched as they attempted to make cupcakes and other sweets for the Christmas party that Gilbert was planning.
Antonio's head snapped up from his careful concentration on the cake he was icing letters onto. "What?"
"And they don't have a clue."
Francis gestured half-heartedly towards the two. "They'll fall in love, and here's the bottom line; our trio's do
The Reason, is You - PruCanThe ReasonThe Reason, is You - PruCan4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Walking into his house, Gilbert opened the door only to be greeted with packed luggage littering the foyer. "Matt? are you home?" he suddenly heard thumping as Matthew walked down stairs carrying more baggage.
"I'm leaving, Gil."
Feeling his heart break a little, Gilbert felt the air tense up.
"I can't take this anymore. Your constant drinking, going out late every night, worrying me to death. I need out."
Finally breaking down, Gilbert fell to his knees. "But I can change! Please don't leave me!"
And, looking away to the side, Matthew said nothing but gathered his belongings and stepped outside the door, "I'm sorry good-bye, Gilbert."
The door shut quietly behind him, and Gilbert found himself in the corner of the room, curled up, and crying hard into his knees.
A good several hours passed by,
Hours turned to days,
Days turned into months,
3 months to be exact.
And during these months, Gilbert had not accepted the fact that Matthew had left. He d
Spain X Romano Turn It BackSpain X Romano ficSpain X Romano Turn It Back4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rated M for later chapters??
My first actual fic Umm please be nice!!!
Real names are being used!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia (although I wish I did!!!) or any characters from it
The day was warm and sunny. It really was a nice day to go harvest tomatoes. That is exactly what I was doing. Outside in my garden, I stretched my back, tired from the afternoon I spent harvesting the tomatoes. I sighed as my hand rose, clutching a ripe tomato.
"Ah, they look good " I admired the flawless tomato, my mouth practically drooling. "Well I am rather hungry " I attempted to bite the tomato but stopped before my mouth made contact with it. "Wait, no. I think I'll save this for Romano. He'll like it. Maybe he won't insult me as much as usual." I sighed, putting the tomato in a basket with the others I collected.
I haven't seen Romano in a while. He must have grown a lot compared to when he used to live with me. I went back into my house and
Imaginary Weight Gain V/N: (Vexa's Note) *Pout* And I really wanted to read a Prucan lemon in the cupboard fic But apparently it doesn't exist, or I haven't found it yetImaginary Weight Gain2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well, here's your Prucan Gakuen, fluffy humour with a hint of angst oneshot, Xianta.
How the hell did this happen? It couldn't have been that thing last week? No, that was a week ago, he'd of noticed the signs earlier if it had been from last week Did he do it this week? He didn't recall-OH!
"GILBERT!!!!" Matthew wailed, quite quietly if you were anyone but the awesome Prussian, who just happened to have awesome hearing. (Uh, anyway, back on track )
It took no longer than five seconds flat for footsteps to be heard outside the shy Canadian's dorm room before the door was thrown open to rebound against the wall as a white haired, pale, red eyed a
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
Spain's Lost Diary: 1Spain's Lost Diary: Page 1Spain's Lost Diary: 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Reminder: I will not fill this diary with complete issues, I will not fill it with history, I will fill it with you, and the adorable memories we shared. So that some day, you can remember them as clearly as I do~
He might have taught him to walk, but I taught him what fun was, and I think that's more important... still... I envy the Great Rome, who doesn't? Even if he did fall.
"Lovi, why are you crying!?"
This poor boy did the random-est things, as if he were some broken machine that tried its best to be as good as the other working machines, but somewhere along the way, it glitches or it breaks down to the point of tears.
"Do you miss your Grandfather?"
"N... no you bastard..."
I have to admit, he had a lot of spirit for someone who seemed to have so many flaws and lost memories.
"Romano, what's wrong? Why are you sitting in the corner like that?"
PruCan- You Forgotten Me... 3PruCan- You Forgotten Me... 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew stared wide eyed at the student at the doorframe. The teen walked up to Matthew and opened his arms. "Well? Aren't you going to at least say 'hi' to one of your best friends after ten long fucking years?" Matthew blinked before smiling widely (Which he hasn't done in a long time Author might add) and jumped into the Italian's arm. 'It is! It's Lovino!' Matthew thought brightly, and wrapped his skinny arms around his best friend.
Yes, in elementary school, Matthew had three best friends. Abel Morgens, the tough looking guy from Netherlands, Lovino Vargas, a potty mouth kid from Italy (Even though Matthew doesn't mind his language.) and Gilbert Beilschmidt from Germany. And Matthew was close with all of them…not the same could be said about each other, and it was funny when Lovino, Abel, and Gilbert would fight over who's Matthew's best friend. Until both Abel and Lovino had to go back to their home country. Leaving Gilbert to be Matthew's best friend. Look how THAT turned out.
Spamano: Bleed It Out Ch. 1Bleed It OutSpamano: Bleed It Out Ch. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Disclaimer: As any fanficwriter would always say I do not own Hetalia: Axis Power
Lovino afraid of losing his brother within the crowded sea of students on the first day of school, so he held on tighter to Feli's.
The first day of a typical school day.
But to Lovino this was his very first day at any school.
He didn't know what to do in this type of situation if he got lost.
Granted he was given a map but he was not big on the crowd it made him feel cornered, coming from his experiences they're never good.
Still he kept and emotionless face and faced what was ahead.
. . .
He was supposed to be in the senior year according to his age but he got pulled back a grade so he could be with his younger brother, something about him being the only familiar person around. As he entered the first period out of the six classes he was to to take, he just followed his brother who was chatting non
Spamano: Bleed It Out- Chapter 3Bleed It OutSpamano: Bleed It Out- Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Disclaimer: As any fanficwriter would always say I do not own Hetalia: Axis Power
Letting Feliciano lead the way once again thru the crowded sea, Lovino just wanting to never see that strange being ever again. Soon Lovino and Feliciano reached the classroom where they are supposed to be.
Or so he thought. . .
Feliciano let go of Lovino's hand and tapped him lightly on the shoulder, bringing him from the thoughts that was circling about in his head, into Feli's attention.
"Lovi~ I don't have this class with you. This is where we part . . . But it's only for a little bit," he reassured Lovino. "school rules, since I already took a year in German 1, so now I have German 2!~" Feliciano pulled Lovino away from the crowd a bit since they're other students trying to get into the same class where Lovino was to be as well, plus Lovino got shoved during their conversation. Feli looked at his watch and was a bit startled by the time
US x UK: The Demon Within 7I looked in the mirror and brushed my hair trying to make it look presentable; I couldn't believe I was even fussing about this. I was being forced into this and now I was worrying how my hair looked! Oh no I felt so stupid; my little kitten tottered into the bathroom and looked at me curiously. I smiled and picked him up holding him close in my arms. "I guess I am just being silly. He used to terrify me so much Alfie, now I guess" I paused unsure what I was going to say and Alfie looked at me with a quizzical look on his face, as though he was questioning. "I guess I'm not so afraid anymore" I walked with Alfie in my arms and dropped onto my bed. "I have a secret to tell you" I whispered to my little friend. I laughed a little when his eyes widened in curiosity. "You see the thing about Alfred is that once I looked into his eyes, I wasn't afraid anymore. There was something different behind them that I can't explain but it completely relaxed me"US x UK: The Demon Within 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I threw my head backwards looking up at
Internet - PruCanDone for a Writing Exercise/Game on my RP forum. The game is called 30 Kisses. There's 30 prompt words/phrases in which to write a short story involving a kiss.Internet - PruCan3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This theme was Internet or Fanfiction
"Kesesese," was the only thing that could be heard in the dark basement, the only light was from a computer screen in the corner, that cast it's dim glow over the large subterranean room. The whole room had been converted into a bedroom in Germany's basement, where the former nation, Prussia, now spent all of his free time.
The clacking of a keyboard joined the unusual laugh as Prussia spoke in a chat room with his two best friends, France and Spain.
'So he has a blog?' Prussia typed.
'Oui. I can give you the link if you like...' was the typed reply, followed by a link to 'Maple and Polar's Blog.'
Eagerly the silver haired nation clicked the link and began to read through the latest few posts, spotting a shout box at the side. He laughed again and quickly
His Angel ch1 "I can't.. I can't take it anymore." The young boy's shoulders shook with the force of his sobs, his words coming out broken through clenched teeth. He dropped the knife, droplets of crimson scattering across the floor. Rivulets of red rolled down his wrists and fingertips, shaken onto the carpeting by the force of his trembling hands.His Angel ch13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew William's had never liked his life. He had a twin brother, nice parents, a beautiful mansion-like home, a trust fund that most people would kill for but he wasn't happy. For example, since the day of his birth, his brother Alfred had been everyone's favorite. He was attractive and talented, tall and muscular and fun to be around. All of the girls in school had a crush on him, all the boys in school wanted to be his best friend. He was the captain of the basketball team, and the quarter back on th
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
[ 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
A Night OutThis is based off of a RP I did with WhiteWolfArtist. She was Prussia, and I was Canada.A Night Out3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well that could have been worse." Canada muttered as he left the World Meeting. "At least nobody sat on me this time."
Canada hugged his white teddy bear (Kuma- something) against his chest in an attempt to console himself. Everyone at the meeting had ignored him again.
He brightened up when he saw Prussia coming toward him. The two had first met when Canada introduced Prussia to maple syrup and they had become friends since then, much to Canada's delight. Prussia remembered him, and never mistook him for America. Canada had developed a crush on the somewhat narcissistic former country.
"Hey Birdie, how are you doing?" Prussia slapped Canada's back in a friendly gesture.
"Oh, hey Prussia." Canada blushed slightly and hoped it wasn't noticeable.
"Do you wanna grab a drink with me?" Prussia asked, his usual cocky grin on his face. "Spain's busy with Romano and France
A kilt (SH series)....a kilt? Jup that's definitely a kilt. You admired its red tartan. That's done by an expert you could tell. It's cool! You picked it up and examined it closely. When you saw the price you smiled. Something this cool, I mean you couldn't just leave that.A kilt (SH series)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
After looking around at the other tables, you didn't see anything else so you went up to the counter and bought your new article of clothing.
Humming to yourself, you walked to the exit, trying not to think about the dreaded party. A hand comes down hard on your shoulder, making you freeze in your step. "Lass, hold up a second eh?"
The hand spun you around, causing you to look the owner of said hand straight in the eye. Wow! You thought as you noticed his vivid red hair and his piercing green eyes. He was also quite out of breath, doubling over slightly.
You waited for him to catch his breath and every time he moved, something on his ear glinted. You scrutinized it and saw it was an iron earring. He glanced at you, seeing you stare a
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"~Ve! But Luddy I don't want to go to the meeting." The auburn Italian whined. "~Ve. I need to stay home with Aksel!" Italy was holding his 9 month old son in his arms. Aksel turned his blue eyes onto his mother. The baby had no idea why his Mama was so upset, so he patted Italy's face with a tiny hand.
"Feli! You haven't been to a meeting since Aksel was born." Germany glared at the Italian. "You need to go to this meeting!"
"~Ve! We need someone to stay home with him! Aksel's too tiny to be left by himself!" Italy protested. Aksel looked up again at the sound of his name. Germany continued to glare at Italy with his icey blue eyes.
"Mein bruder lives in this house too. He can vatch Aksel vhile ve're gone." Germany said. Prussia looked up from his spot on the couch.
"What was that, West?" Prussia called. Germany took Aksel from Italy's arms. The baby smiled and patted the side of his Germany's face. Aksel spotted the iron cross hanging from the chain &
GerIta: Try AgainHoly Rome wasn't coming back.GerIta: Try Again3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I coughed back a gasp at the sudden thought. But it it was true, wasn't it? He'd been gone for so long. Hundreds and hundreds of years, I'd waited for him to come back to me. If he was still out there somewhere, it wouldn't have taken him that long to find me. Right?
I had to move on.
The idea terrified me. My entire life I'd spent just yearning for him; that was how I lived. Eat breakfast. Holy Rome. Go to work. Holy Rome. Crawl into bed alone, every single night Holy Rome. I didn't know how to live any other way. Was it even possible? I struggled to remember a time when he hadn't grazed my every thought.
God. Holy Rome not coming home? The thought had never even occurred to me. I looked back now on all that time I'd wasted on that beautiful boy. I'd closed myself off, hadn't I? I saw that now. I must have hurt so many people. My brother came to mind He deserved someone better than I had been, didn't he?
I deserved better, too. I couldn't l
Only Look at Me - SpamanoHe wasn't usually a selfish person; a little bit rude, maybe, but never selfish. Lovino sat on his bed, checking the time warily. Soon, the meeting would be over, and the selected countries would be let out.Only Look at Me - Spamano4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Perhaps he would ask him to lunch today; although, that happy-go-lucky bastard would just smile that same smile and reply with a redundant, "Really? With me? Alright then, let's go!"
He sighed; he might as well call him up now, before he changed his mind.
Lovino stretched over to pick up his cell phone from his bedside table. Hesitantly, he tapped the seven digit number and hit "call".
The sound of ringing filled his ears, seemingly growing louder and louder, then stopped suddenly when he heard Antonio pick up at the end of the line, "Hello?"
He felt his breath hitch in his throat, but quickly shook it off and replied, "H-hey."
Well, this was awkward. What the hell was he supposed to do now?!
Before Antonio could say another word, Lovino interjected, " y-you want to go out for
Christmas- PruCan?"So that concludes the world conference! Are there any final words?" Alfred asked.Christmas- PruCan?4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Francis stood up. "We should do this again, non? It's not often we can get together."
Based on how the meeting had turned out, that didn't seem like such a good idea to anyone...well, except
"How about at Christmas?" suggested Tino, who had been silent the entire meeting.
No one ever wanted to refuse the shortest Nordic country. Nobody spoke for a long time. Berwald decided to break the silence by saying "It's a good idea." This was followed by mumbles of agreement from everyone else.
"We should do it at mine and Matthew's place!" Alfred suggested. "It's the biggest, apart from Ivan's, but it's not as cold!"
Whoever wanted to disagree with the American at that point was crazy. And so, it was decided that there would be a party for all the nations on the 25th of December of t
Long Distance: PruCan [One-Shot]Long Distance: PruCan [One-Shot]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert flopped onto his bed and flipped open his laptop, clicking on Skype from his desktop. He waited impatiently as the light blue circle chased itself around and the chat screen popped up. Flicking his eyes to the contact list, he noticed the one person who was online.
Hey, what's up? -- AwesomeMe
Gilbert typed into the chat box, hopeful that he would get a message back soon.
Matthew was pretty much doing the same thing as Gilbert, in the fact that they were both bored and on their laptops that is. He glanced down and opened the orange blinking Skype logo on his screen. Matthew started typing shyly and cheerfully, though he would never admit that he was.
Oh, hey Gil! Nothing much, I just got home from school so I'm a little tired. -- MaplePan
That sucks! School is so boring. I have NO clue how you can deal with your last year! The Awesome Me couldn't stand it! -- AwesomeMe
I actually kind of like it this year...Mr. Karpusi is my homeroom teacher, so I have some time at t