So yeah o-oSo :iconPoxleightner6: and I were in Language Arts, and our teacher got mad at the whole class for screwing around, so she had us read. Well, we were both scooting a piece of paper back and fourth between each other, RPing as Germany and Prussia, and were just talking about random crap. The subject of eye colors came up, and I told her how 'Awesome my red ones vere', and she agreed upon it, but said her blue ones were better because she got them from Germania. Then I started to wonder if Prussia got his red eyes/albino-ness-ess from his mother. THEN I started to wonder if the two even HAD a mom. o-o
I told her that 2p!England and Germania probably teamed up and made her into cupcakes. She cussed me out..on the paper. We both started laughing XD
And that's what happens when we're not aloud to talk during Language Arts :icon2pEnglandJoyPlz:
Prussia x Reader- If I Die YoungPrussia x Reader- If I Die Young2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Is he still out there?"
You looked down to the tall blonde german who was hunched on the couch infront of the rather large window in the living room, his now distant blue eyes fixated on the white coffe mug in his hands. Ludwig looked up to you, a sad expression planted on his face that couldn't quite be described with words alone. He gave you a slight nod, not seeming to reply for the longest while.
"Ja." He looked back down to his mug, the brown fluid sending out tiny ripples as his grip on the handle became unsteady. "He's been out zhere all afternoon."
You looked down to your feet that were planted firmly in the shaggy, brown carpet you stould on, the feeling of empathy and pity growing inside you, just like it had every year when this specific day rolled around. The only thing that made this date worse, however, was the fact you couldn't do a single thing about it. You could only stand by his side, watching him suffer the whole day in silence, painful memories no one would want t
England x Reader- Nice Guys Finish LastEngland x Reader- Nice Guys Finish Last2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Come on, Arthur, it's just one simple, miniscule little question. How bad could this possibly turn out?
The blond Englishman kept his determined gaze locked on the old black telephone that he had set out on the wooden table that was in front of him, wringing his hands together to the point where they had gotten a tad raw and uncomfortable. It had surprised him as to how nervous he was acting about the whole situation, and he did have to admit he was being a bit childish. How hard was it to say six simple words to a girl he had known for a good part of his life? Will you go out with me? That was all he had to say, and he thought it easy enough at first. But each time his trembling hand reached out for the phone, he started to think about the possible chance that she could say no and turn him down. But then the vision of her beautiful, toothy smile and brilliant (e/c) hues that seemed to hold a thousand questions still left to be unanswered wafted into his mind, and he
Drunk!Germany x Reader- At the BeginningDrunk!Germany x Reader- At the Beginning2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You sat on your light brown couch, a fuzzy, multicolored blanket draped over your shoulders as you read through the stack of books you had gotten earlier that day.
What else better to do on a dragging Saterday night than read a crap-load of manga in your favorite pajamas, curled up in your living room and watching CSI? At the moment, nothing had seemed greater than what you were doing at that moment.
You lightly licked your thumb, turning a rather long page in your book as you continued to skim the next one. Even though you had started the book not thirty minutes ago, it didn't stop you from being two pages from the end. That's what you loved about manga- no matter what the plot, it always seemed to catch you attention enough to where you couldn't stop reading until you were done.
As soon as you were on the last page of the thirteenth book in your series, your (f/c) cell phone gave off a buzzing sound as it rattled profusely against the table. The little green mint bunny keychain Engla
Germany x Reader- The InternetGermany x Reader- The Internet2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey, Germany." You cracked a smile, peering over at the blond german and away from the bright, blinding computer screen you had been staring at for so long.
Italy and you had been scouring the internet for hours, looking for nothing in particular. Just a few moments ago the two of you had found something called 'babynames.com'. It had caught your intrest, so you clicked on it to see what it was about. Just like the name implied, it was a websight with nothing but baby names. At the top of the screen you could look up any name you wanted and see what it stould for, and what gender the name was supposed to belong to. At the bottom, you could look up names under French, Japanese, Indian, Spanish, and so on. The moment you spotted names you could look up in German, a wide, evil smile spread across your face.
"Ja?" Germany asked, looking up from the newspaper he had been so interested in.
"Germany, Devi vedere questo~!" Italy laughed, pointing at the screen.
The german let out a heavy sigh
BTT x Reader- The Perks of Summer VacationBTT x Reader- The Perks of Summer Vacation2 years ago in Humor More Like This
The words left your rather chapped lips as you stared up at the torrid, blinding sun positioned directly above you. Beads of sweat trickled down your fevered like forehead as the sunglasses you had bought for a dollar ninety eight at the drug store across the street slipped slightly down the bridge of your nose, revealing the blinding rays shining down from the sky to your squinted (e/c) orbs. You gave a rather annoyed grunt, shifting in the lawn chair you had been sitting in for hours to look towards the three men sitting next next to you, bearing through the uncomfortable scorching summer afternoon.
Antonio shifted his emerald orbs towards you, looking almost as miserable as you had. Though the Spaniard had been quite accustom to blazing heat, seeing as though it was warm almost everyday in his country, he was still vulnerable to the one hundred degree weather. Your friend released the same grunt you had let out not moments earlier, attempting to loosen the already baggy,
America x Reader- Remembering 9/11America x Reader- Remembering 9/112 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been exactly twelve years to the day since the twin towers had collapsed into a heap of glass and rubble, leaving the residents of New York City in a twisted, overly panicked state that not one person could seem to calm. Twelve years to the day since almost three thousand innocent people had perished in the same buildings that had fallen, along with the planes that had caused them to crash.
It had been twelve years.
So how was it that Alfred could still hear their confused screaming? Their crying pleas for help as the smoke from the crash wafted into their lungs, causing their breath to come out in raspy huffs for the air that had since escaped them? And had it really been that long since the incident, or had it simply happened the other day? For the American, it hadn't felt as long as it has been. All of these questions had been swarming around in his mind since the moment he had awoken that dreary morning, the thoughts as muggy and humid as the heated day the event h
Prussia x Abused!Child!Reader- Savior in WhitePrussia x Abused!Child!Reader- Savior in White2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you aren't very good around sensitive materials, then let me just warn you that there's the talk and explaining of abuse in this story, though it's very brief. Thank you bros for reading, and I hope you enjoy =w=
"Mr. Beilschmidt, I'm afraid to inform you that you're over three thousand dollars in debt, and have been reluctant to pay the past two months rent on your current apartment. If you fail to pay back the money you owe by the end of this month, you will be evicted and sent to court immediately."
Gilbert let a moan pass his moistened, liquor tinted lips, nothing but burden reflected in the ruby red eyes that sat plastered on the clear brown glass bottle that was held tightly between a shaken grip. The albino had gone to the bar down the street that night in high hopes to drown all his sorrows in the beer he had loved so much, but it seemed as though it hadn't tasted as sweet as he had wanted it to be. Usually he had loved the taste of beer, no matter
Child!Austria x Neko!Reader- You and Me TogetherChild!Austria x Neko!Reader- You and Me Together2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The two words you had heard so often traveled upstairs from what had sounded to be the front entrance, the wooden door slamming shut as if on queue. This had awoken you from your current afternoon slumber, causing your rather heavy, torpid (e/c) orbs to open the slightest bit. You instantly recognized who the young sounding voice belonged to, which made you stir on the warm, newly washed comforter you had decided to rest upon not hours before. The shout had belonged to no other than Roderich Edelstein, the eight year old child who had just gotten back from his daily scheduled routine of school. He had left at about nine that morning, leaving you no one to play or cuddle up next to for a little more than six hours.
This, however, hadn't been anything new to you, so you didn't quite mind it. You knew that he would return at exactly three o'clock each afternoon, leaving you the rest of the day to play with your owner.
"Welcome home, Roderich!"
You set your disheveled, matted f
Spain x Clumsy!Reader- Hips Don't LieSpain x Clumsy!Reader- Hips Don't Lie2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You silently stared up at the sign that had been plastered in rather big, brightly bolded letters above your head labeled 'Carreido Dance Studio', the heavy black and white striped gym bag that you had packed before you left your house slipping off your shoulder the longer you looked upwards. When your friend had told you not a few hours earlier that when you took a left by the only Starbucks in town you would see a bold sign offering cheap dancing lessons, she wasn't kidding. It surprised you as to why you had never seen this building before she had even recommended the class to you, just for the fact it had stood out like a sore thumb the longer you stared at the small brick building located in between a family owned dentistry and a worn down thrift shop that looked like it had been closed for years. You removed your gaze away from the sign, nervous (e/c) hues staring down to the simple flats you had managed to find buried in your messy closet. At that moment, you couldn't help but f
Child!Canada x Child!Reader- Making WishesChild!Canada x Child!Reader- Making Wishes2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Mattie, come look at these!"
The small Canadian perked his head up at the nickname he had been called so often, amethyst hues traveling over to the girl crouched down in a rather tall patch of luscious green grass the summer had provided them. His nimble hands wrapped tightly around the slender stems that were connected to the fresh tulips he had picked not minutes before, the sickeningly sweet scent they provided wafting gingerly into the air. Matthew felt the pure white milk from the broken end of the stalk run slowly down his fingers, causing a rather discomforting, sticky feeling to spread across his skin. He simply wiped them across the fabric of the plain red t-shirt he had put on that morning to cool him from the suns warm rays, peering down to the polar bear that had been slumbering soundly under the towering maple trees. The usual humble smile of Matthew tugged at the blonde's lips as ______ turned around to face him, an even wider grin gracing her blithe and cheerful face.
England X Reader: Poor Unfortunate Souls Ch. 3England X Reader: Poor Unfortunate Souls Ch. 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You opened the front door to your cottage, imediatally retreating to your old, warn out couch infront of your living room window. Jumping onto the red furniture you couldn't even call stable for sitting on, you continued to grip the pirates jacket in your hands. You layed on your back, staring at the ceiling fan that that continuously spun, never seeming to slow or get any faster. You closed your eyes, the grip around the clothing getting tighter.
Why was this stranger giving you mixed feelings all of a sudden? Even though a good portion of them wern't good, you still felt a connection to him somehow. A connection you couldn't quite explain or understand yourself. Groaning, you put the jacket over your face, spreading your arms out slightly.
And those eyes. Those deep, emerald eyes.
You got up from your position on the couch, crouched on your knees, and chucked the coat across the room. It landed with a soft thud against your brown closet door, sliding down slowly onto your dull colore
The Great Adventures of Six Flags BTT X ReaderThe Great Adventures of Six Flags BTT X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
WARNING: This does have a few curse words, but not as many as my Romano X Reader, so I think it should be okay. Enjoy the story. Oh, I didn't write this in the title, but the story is a request from multiple people. (The plot's mine though )
The sun shone brightly past the wisps of clouds that filled small parts of the light blue sky. You inhaled the summer breeze that carried the scent of fried dough and chlorine. So this was Six Flags. The skyscraper tall roller coasters, and steep water slides made your stomach churn with excitement. It was your first time here, in fact it was your first time at an amusement park in general. Your best friends Antonio, Francis, and Gilbert had practically dragged you along with them after they heard about your park deprived childhood. But truth be told, you were glad they took you along.
“‘Oy, ______, ‘urry up or we’ll leave without you!” Francis called a little ways ahead of you in a teasing manner. You roll
Smooth Move [ Germany x Reader ]Smooth Move [ Germany x Reader ]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ludwig absolutely hated grocery shopping with all his heart. It seemed no matter where he went, there was always a line; the store was packed; they were out of his favorite wurst, etc. He was never in a good mood entering, because he soon realized he was never in a good mood exiting.
Sure enough, at this place there was a line. It was bad, much worse than usual. His observant blue eyes trailed to the front, noticing a Spanish cashier. Ludwig had to suppress a groan; Spanish employees were the worst! They were always too friendly; striking up idle conversation and taking forever to do the job they were originally supposed to be doing. He looked left and right, hoping for another line or cashier, but had no such luck.
He sighed, trying hard not to show his outward disapproval. He stood there awkwardly for a few minutes, trying to decide if it was worth waiting in this line. Italy had asked for pasta (a big surprise), and Japan had requested a few items as well. With his
France x Joan D'Arc- Je t'aimeFrance x Joan D'Arc- Je t'aime2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Bonjour, mon cher. It's been awhile."
The raspy voice of Francis Bonnefoy traveled off with the sound of the wind that blew rather strongly through the night's pierced, numbing air. His body stould still in front of the old, warn headstone marked with a simple name and date, the white lilies he had picked from his garden earlier that morning bound tightly with a red ribbon that seemed to blow gracefully in the direction to which the wind was traveling. His eyes wandered up to the granite cross that had been built from the top of the grave, cerulean hues resting gingerly on the object. The Frenchman bit his bottom lip, enough so to the point where he could feel his agitate teeth dig into the pink, chapped flesh that was his lip. Rain pounded hard against the grave he stould so solomly in front of, each miniature deluge making their way down the gray stone and into the engraving that had been carefully hand carved so long ago.
January 6, 1412 - May 30, 1431
Even to this day, Fr
AmericaxReader Anesthetic Adventure“Hey Alfred?” you turned to the blonde man sitting on the other end of the couch.AmericaxReader Anesthetic Adventure2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Yeah, dude?” He set his bright blue eyes on you. You had been friends with Alfred for the longest time, and you knew you could trust him with anything (excepting hamburgers), and thus came your request.
“Could you take me to the dentist? I have an appointment tomorrow and I get a little loopy when they give me anesthetics.”
“Of course! The Hero always saves the day!” He made a “da da dada!” sound. You giggled.
You ran out of the room, tripping over yourself, and made your way to Alfred. You clutched his shoulder, looking at him with paranoid look. Alfred waved to the dentist coming out of the room behind you.
“Alfie, they are aliens!” You made a frantic hand gesture.
“I’m sure?” He looked at you confused for a moment before remembering what you had said about anesthesia. You held your arm in front of your face l
GermanyxReader Six RosesA/N: Came up with this after my boyfriend did this last night. He kinda reminds me of Lud sometimes and I never expected this out of him, so yeah, story was born!GermanyxReader Six Roses2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were sitting home alone. It was right after a fight with your long time boyfriend, Ludwig. It's not that big of a deal, you two did fight quite a bit, but always made up, however tonight was your one year anniversary. Right now, you just wanted to be left alone. You curled yourself up into a ball on the couch as you listened to a movie.
Just starting to feel sleep creep upon you, the doorbell rang. You looked at the clock. 8:30pm. Sure it wasn't that late, but you still wondered who it was. Walking to the door, you opened it.
"Hello?" You called looking around, seeing no one.
Glancing down you saw a white rose laying on the porch. Looking at the flower, you knelt down to examine it. Upon closer inspection, you saw a white note card attached to it.
"White- Is for the times we fight, knowing somehow we will make thin
Neko!America x Neko!Reader- The Worst NightmareNeko!America x Neko!Reader- The Worst Nightmare3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Waking up from your tiny catnap, you heard a loud, booming crash. The hair on your neck stould up as you dug your claws into the red, tea smelling sheets you layed on. You yawned contently, your rough little tough hanging out of your mouth slightly as you did so.
"Americacat?" You mewed, scanning your blurry, (e/c) eyes around the darkly lit room, a slight quiver detected in your little voice. "Englandcat?"
Yawning once more, you blinked to try to adjust to the blackness that surrounded you. You looked beside you, not seeing any sign of your comrads. The window located beside you seemed empty, except for the lone blue flowerpot, decorated with a man's pink handprint, and a little boys purple one. Stretching, you jumped onto the windowsill with the gracefullness of..well...a stealthy cat. You peered out the window, seeing nothing but your backyard, a few gray clouds, and a tiny slit of a moon. You looked down, scanning the dead grass that pattered bits and pieces of the lawn. There was
Pocky game [Germany x Reader] Pocky game series: GermanyXReaderPocky game [Germany x Reader] 3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey Ludwig!" You call out to your handsome German friend. He appears to be strewn across your couch, tired from doing so much work at school today. It must have been A LOT of work to make even Ludwig tired!
"Yes ____?" He asks, his voice muffled because he had his face buried in a pillow.
"Won't you play a game with me?" You sweetly ask him. Ludwig raises his head and looks you in the eyes. Those striking blue eyes...
"Nngh, I'm tired ____. Go play with Feliciano or something." He brushes you off.
You pout. "But this game is especially for us Ludwig! See, look!" You open a box of almond crush pocky, letting the sweet fragrance drift in the air. "Doesn't it smell nice?"
The smell wakes him up a little. "Hmm, Yes, I suppose. Alright, I will play this game with you____, but you owe me." A smirk enhances his features.
"Whatever, let's just play!" You put a stick of pocky in your mouth. "Ludwig, you take the other end."
He gets off the couch and sit
Hero(remix) ReaderxPrussia/Germany/England/RomanoHero(remix) ReaderxPrussia/Germany/England/Romano2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
No one sits with him he doesn't fit in,
But we feel like we do when we make fun of him,
Cause you want to belong, do you go along,
Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong,
Its not like you hate him or want him to die,
But maybe he goes home and thinks suicide,
Or he comes back to school with a gun at his side,
Any kindness from you might have saved his life,
Gilbert sat alone at lunch. It was always this way. This was what life was like when you have no friends. He always did his best to make it look like he didn't care. He always said he liked being alone.
He used to have friends. His best friends were two boys his age named Francis and Antonio. They were his friends until roughly a month before. Gilbert "stole" Francis' girlfriend, and Francis was livid. It didn't really matter to him that Maddie had left Gilbert after only a week. Francis refused to talk to Gilbert. He wanted to punish him. Really, Francis was dying to make up with his old friend now but he was ha
The children might be fine. Mama!ReaderxPapa!FrukThe children might be fine. Mama!ReaderxPapa!Fruk2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You stared down the men you knew as England and France as they fought over you and your sons Canada and America.
“I’m going to ‘elp _____ raise zhe children because zhey need my sexiness in zhere lives!” Francis yelled.
Arthur huffed “No! The children need me to raise them so they don’t become classless frogs like you!”
“It’s better zhan being black sheep!”
“They’d rather be Black Sheep than smelly cheese eaters!”
“Well! Zhey would rather be smelly cheese eaters zhan lunatic who zhink Punk isn’t dead!!!”
“You bloody frog!!! Punk will never die!!!” Arthur shouted choking the Frenchman.
Rolling your (e/c) eyes “Since when did you two decide to be responsible fathers and take care of your children?!”Both men turned to you as if they’d just realized your presence “You two idiots came here 7 years ago to bicker about this and both ended up leaving me alone with
LudwigxReader Valentine's Day I woke up late, as usual on this certain day, with the sun shining in and lighting my whole room up. It was almost lunchtime by the time I opened my eyes. I tended to pamper myself on the fourteenth of February. I never had guys flocking around me to go out without them, so I usually spent Valentine’s Day alone eating chocolate and watching sappy romance movies. Most of my guy friends offered to spend the day with me, but I told them to go out and have fun. I would be just fine on my own. I did have a huge crush, but I didn’t think he felt the same.LudwigxReader Valentine's Day3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I sat up and stretched, listening to the satisfying pop in my back. I stood up and walked to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator, searching for something simple to eat. I grabbed a container of yogurt and a spoon from a drawer and dug in.
I moseyed my way back into the living room and then stopped as I heard a knock on the door. Who would b
RQ:GermanyxOCRQ:GermanyxOCRQ:GermanyxOC2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You tucked a lock of your hair behind on ear, biting your lower lip in concentration. The tiny wire filled contraption held all of your attention. You moved your wrist slightly, gently picking up on of the looping wires with the tip of the tweezers. Moving it aside, you reached in with a different pair of tweezers and picked the small metal chip that looked out of place nestled beneath the wires.
"Geez, It's-a like you're trying to-a defuse a bomb!!" Across the table, Lovino, your room mate was glaring at the phone. You rolled your eyes and glared right back at him.
"Yeah, well I'm not the paranoid idiot who thinks the Mafia is listening to his phone calls."
"THEY ARE!!" Lovino snapped, a blush staining his cheeks. You just shook your head.
Honestly, the man was so silly sometimes.
Felicano bound into the room, a dopey grin spread across his face.
"You-a guys!! Guess-a whose coming-a over!"
"Better not-a be that-a Potato Bast
BttxReaderOf Course I have a BoyfriendBttxReaderBttxReaderOf Course I have a Boyfriend2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Of Course I have a Boyfriend
Sometimes it was hard having three males as your roommates. It was hard seeing them leave on dates with different women, sometime men. You hated it when they came back, laughing.
And you really hated it when they teased you about your lack of a serious relation ship.
Not tonight. Tonight, you were going to prove them wrong. Or at least pretend to.
You put the finishing touches on your makeup, a splash of bright red for your lips. Smoky gray eyeliner rimmed your eyes. Your hair was styled in a way that best complimented your features. A deep crimson dress with fishnet stockings clad your body like a sort of armor.
When you entered the living room, you tried not to smirk. All three of them were staring, eyes wide. Gilbert didn't notice that he was dripping beer down his front, Antonio was oblivious to the fact that the tomato he had been cutting was reduced to a pulp and Francis was gaping, his w
RussiaXReader - My Favorite ToyRussiaXReader - My Favorite Toy2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Gah! Where is it?!" You said loudly as you search your room, tearing apart everything.
You pulled the blankets off your bed, as well as the sheets. You lifted your mattress so that now it was standing sideways leaning against the wall. All of your shoes were barfed out around the opening to the closet you shared with your boyfriend. Where could it have gone?
Your room was a mess from your search. It looked like a tornado blew in through the window and threw all of your belongings in every direction imaginable. You sighed.
I had better clean this mess up before he comes home, you thought.
You know the saying speak of the devil and the devil shall appear? Yeah, well, it never fails to put you in bad situations.
You heard the front door open and close, and your boyfriend's voice call out for you.
"(Name)! I'm home, my little sunflower!" He called.
"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. I can't let him see this mess! He'll be so mad at me!" You silently scream. "Maybe I can keep him from coming in here