Magical Miracle, Ch 10 (BulgariaXRomania)Pairings: Romania/Bulgaria
Warnings: foul language, yaoi, mpreg
Fan-made names: Romania--Vlad Ionescu, Bulgaria--Bogdan Georgiev
Characters thoughts are written in italics
I don`t own Hetalia characters
Thank you sooo much for the comments I can write more knowing that people like this story. Prussia will appear in the next chapters as well (he`s that awesome)
At a world meeting
Gilbert was sitting in a chair beside Germany, looking at his watch from time to time to see how much longer the meeting will take. He had convinced his brother to let him come, telling him that he was curious what West was doing at these meetings and what kind of discussions were taking place. Prussia didn`t need to be present because he wasn`t a nation anymore, but Ludwig let him stay as long as he doesn`t do anything stupid, thinking that the reason behind this is nostalgia. But Gilbert didn`t come for any of that.
Magic Trio x Reader - No Favor Is Free - PrequelMagic Trio x Reader - No Favor Is Free - Prequel10 months ago in Romance More Like This
I sat in a dark room in a sturdy wooden chair, breath shallow and ragged. The room was cold despite the warm night. That wasn’t the disturbing part though. It was the fact that apart from my movements I couldn’t hear anything, not the blaring music, the noise of the drunk and high club-goers, or—
Suddenly light flickered into the room in the form of candles that had been placed throughout the room. All of them sparked on simultaneously like a switch had been flipped. The light was dim, but it was enough to illuminate to some degree the three men sitting behind a long table with a white table cloth. The most disturbing feature about them was their eyes, each set glowing just enough that I could make out the colors.
From left to right: amber, green, and then blue.
Dragoste Tanara (RomaBul)The first I saw of him, he was leaving gym class, school bag hanging haphazardly over one shoulder, messy bangs overshadowing crimson-red eyes, face damp with sweat. It was beautiful. He was heading down the hall, sauntering towards... me! I panicked but didn’t know what to do so I just sort of stood there, pretending that I was waiting for somebody. I wasn’t; before he came along I didn’t have many friends; only acquaintances and one buddy, Serbia.Dragoste Tanara (RomaBul)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey.” A rich, noticeably accented voice pulled me from my lonely thoughts. I looked up to see a pair of black boots, a tasteful red coat and nearly jumped out of my skin: it was him. Standing right here. Talking to me.
“Ah, h-hi!” I somehow managed.
His smile was bright enough to have powered the whole school – no, the whole town - for a month. “You’re in my Biology class, aren’t you?”
Wait. He was in my class and I hadn’t noticed? Granted, I was usually m