PruCan- You Forgotten Me... 3
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.
PruCan- You Forgotten Me... Prolouge+1 (Rewritten)PruCan- You Forgotten Me... Prolouge+1 (Rewritten)3 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
PruCan- You forgotten me...2PruCan- You forgotten me...23 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
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 13 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
Love is Love - PruCan - Thank you!!Matthew stared down at his phone. He was truly dreading making such a phone call since of course Alfred had to be that overprotective older brother and freak out when he found out that Gilbert and Matthew were getting married. Matthew had already faced one phone call with Alfred and that had not gone well. Alfred had only made matters worse and Gilbert had hung up on him after he saw how distraught Matthew was.Love is Love - PruCan - Thank you!!3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
With a small sigh Matthew dialed the familiar Virginia number and wished that Gilbert had stayed in the room instead of going off somewhere else but he knew he had to talk with his brother. The rings seemed to echo in Matthew’s head, causing the rising anxiety to increase tenfold.
‘Sup Mattie?’ Alfred’s voice seemed all to chipper for Matthew’s liking.
‘Al,’ was all he said.
‘That’s me, what’s up?’
Matthew sighed again. He did not get mad, he kept telling himself. ‘You wanted a chance to talk, so talk.
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 Gain3 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
Seemingly Unnoticed-PruCanSongFic: "We All Fall Down" AerosmithSeemingly Unnoticed-PruCan3 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
Demon Boy -PruCan-TW: Self harm impliedDemon Boy -PruCan-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"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.
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
Comforting [ PruCan ]Okay! Stating this now...in this fic, Mathew isn't forgotten. Reason why:Comforting [ PruCan ]3 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
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: PruCan3 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
Hetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 2 -Something Much Better Than Any TreasureHetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 2 -3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The waves lightly rocked the ship. The occupant of a large room shivered, pulling his quilt closer to his body and continued to read.
The door flew open with a crash, startling the occupant, a light haired man who was nineteen years old, with odd colored eyes of a purple shade and a flowing curl hanging in his face.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE HIM!" shouted the new arrival, who looked very much like the man but with sandy colored hair with a piece of hair sticking straight up and eyes the color of the ocean.
The occupant sighed and asked softly, "What's wrong now, Alfred?"
"What's wrong is that damn Arthur! Apparently he found another Princess for me to go on a playdate with! Of course you never ask Prince Alfred what he wants. I fucking hate him!" Alfred yelled.
Prince Alfred was loud and obnoxious but it kept him noticed by others.
The light haired one, also known as Prince Matthew was so quiet he often was ignored.
"Also why do
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-PruCan3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Perfectly Imperfect: PruCan'It's so nice tonight,' Matthew said as he and Gilbert walked to a nearby park.Perfectly Imperfect: PruCan3 years ago in Romance More Like This
'Ja it is simply because you're here,' Gilbert responded with a grin.
'Ha ha Mr Cheesy,' Matthew chuckled but still smiled with a slight blush on his face. Gilbert smiled in return as he brought his arm around the Canadian's shoulders. He soon had snaked his other arm around the unsuspecting Canadian until he had him in a tight bear hug. 'Hey!' Matthew exclaimed realizing his predicament.
'Lookie here, I found myself a very lovely Canadian,' Gilbert laughed as he tightened his hold around the man. Matthew struggled against the hold laughing along with the albino who was currently hanging off him. One good twist had the blond free and racing away.
'Not fair Birdie!' Matthew heard behind him as he laughed and ran past the other people enjoying the evening. He continued running hearing, 'Dammit Birdie!!' again behind him. He laughed and ran until he was under the bridge that ran through the park. Su
Dieppe Raid - A PruCan storyMatthew silenced the rest of his troops as he took a glance out of the window. The afternoon sun was shining over the northern French Port town of Dieppe, and if it wasn't for the sound of gunfire and the smell of burning fuel lingering in the air, it would have been a beautiful place to visit. But now, the Canadian could only look over to the beach, the bodies of his fellow soldier's scattered over the shingle beach, tanks abandoned and burning along the promenade.Dieppe Raid - A PruCan story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What now, Canada?" murmured one of the soldiers, as he trod carefully towards him. The nation sighed and turned to face the small squad that was left, focusing on the Corporal that had spoken. The rest of them were kneeling down between the slot machines and gambling tables of the casino they had held themselves in.
"I don't know," he whispered back, ensuring the rest didn't hear him. "There's too many Germans." He turned back to the window, as the Corporal returned to the troops, helping those more injured then the rest.
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 - PruCan4 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
Last Page- PruCanDear DiaryLast Page- PruCan3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Prussia hastily scrawled the heading across the top of one of the last pages in a very worn journal. He knew he probably shouldnt have taken the time to come here and right this, but he knew he had to. He wasn't quite sure what was going to happen to him and there needed to be some sort of record of it. Looking around to the numerous already filled journals lining the walls of the large room he smiled, it would be a shame not to write down this moment. After all, he thought dipping his favorite old fashion pen into the ink well, authors dont let their books go unfinished.
This is mein last entry in the Great Prussias diary.
Putting those words down on paper had almost the same effect on him as if he had said out loud. They were painful to realize, his head started reeling. How had this happened so fast? How had the end just snuck up on him like this? Prussia took a deep breath, he thought he would have forever but now it seeme
Twinkling Lights: PruCan - Happy Holidays!!‘It’s far too wet for this,’ Gilbert grumbled as he huddled under the giant umbrella. His jacket had been soaked a long time ago but he didn’t want to be in the rain anymore. Back in the morning of that same rainy day, he had come downstairs still feeling stuffed from the massive Thanksgiving dinner Alfred and Matthew had prepared the night before ready to eat more food only to see his living room transformed.Twinkling Lights: PruCan - Happy Holidays!!3 years ago in Romance More Like This
‘Holy Scheisse! Weihnachten!’ he exclaimed freezing in his tracks taking in the glittering baubles and sparkling lights. Gilbert managed to make his way into the kitchen only to see a very grumpy looking Arthur nursing a cuppa and an energetic Alfred bouncing around in a hideous reindeer sweater that lit up. He blinked at the odd pair then looked for his blond. Matthew was wearing a red sweater with little white snowflakes and maple leaves along the edges happily flipping pancakes while whistling a Christmas tune.
‘Welcome to the family,&
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, Birdie3 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
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 ch14 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
PruCan Hetaween Contest EntryPruCan Hetaween Contest EntryPruCan Hetaween Contest Entry3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Canada sighed, gazing out the bay window of his house overseeing the beautiful forest scenery in his backyard with Kumajirou napping beside him. Tonight was Halloween – the one freaky night out of the year that he was always hesitant to leave the house, but this year was different. He had been asked to spend the whole night with none other than Prussia himself.
Given they WERE going out, but that wasn't the problem. Prussia wanted to do a number of things that, quite frankly, Canada was too queasy to try. The list went from: pranking kids (not for their candy, but to help make them scared because “that's what Halloween is all about!”) to going trick or treating themselves. However, the ideas just didn't sit well with Canada, and eventually he was forced to admit to his lover his irrational fear of all things creepy and freaky on the night of Halloween. Plus, the moon was a bright, full orange – more than a sign to stay inside
Hetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 3 -The Fun is Only Just BeginningHetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 3 -3 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
A Fluffy and Feathery Day: Kumabird - CommissionA Fluffy and Feathery Day: Kumabird - Commission3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kumajirou was having a lazy day. He lounged on his bed, burrowed under three blankets. He really hated mornings but his stomach always managed to pull him out of bed and lead him to the kitchen where the delicious smell of pancakes almost always drifted out of. Another thing he hated was the albino German and how he always managed to steal his pancakes. Thinking of this, Kumajirou decided to actually get up early and beat the man downstairs.
He lazily got up and stretched before snatching an old plaid shirt and a pair of jeans to slip on. He shuffled around a bit then opened the door with a yawn. Perhaps some maple coffee would help him wake up. As he walked through the living room he stopped to peck the head of his boyfriend who was staring outside with a vacant look in his eyes. Probably wanted to go out and play with the birds.
'Mornin' Tweedy Bird,' he mumbled into the yellow hair. Gilbird stirred and looked up with bright eyes.
'Good morning Kuma!' he chirped happily, spreading hi
Das ist die Liebe: PruCan'Gilbert I have to leave.'Das ist die Liebe: PruCan3 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
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 Morgen3 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
Hetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 5 -They Make It Look So EasyHetalia- The Awesome Merman - Part 5 -3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tonio rustled his feathers at he sat on his rock. "Ay...I wish I had a Tomate..." he said to himself.
"Prince Gil you idiot don't try to-!"
A loud splash was heard.
Tonio spread his wings and flew to see what the trouble was and found his friend, Gil in the shallow water rubbing his head.
"Hola amigo!" Tonio called, landing on a rock in front of Prince Gil.
Gil grinned at the seagull.
"Amigo? Why aren't you talking?" Tonio asked.
"He made a deal with Anya and traded his voice for legs." Roderich sneered from his spot on a rock.
On that note, Gil lifted both feet in the air for all to see, flopping back into the water as he did. Gilguppy jumped a bit in the air before flopping back into the water.
"Hey Amigo, who's that?" Tonio asked, noticing the red tailed Mereel hiding behind the rock Roderich sat on.
"From vhat I've gathered, his name is Raivis." Roderich said, glancing over.
The Mereel nodded.
"My name is Raivis." he said. "I w