Male!Hungary x Fem!PrussiaMale!Hungary x Fem!Prussia3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why doesn't he like me?" Julchen paced her room, thinking of a good reason with a scowl. "I mean, I'm awesome, I'm better looking than her, I'm sexier. So, why doesn't he like me?" She went back and forth in her room, her small bird following her movements until it grew tired and perched on the windowsill. Julchen stopped and sat at the window, resting her head in her hand frowning. "This is so unawesome, mein little birdie." The bird chirped in agreement and nuzzled her owner.
'Sophia's pretty, sure, but she's so stuck up!' Her frowned deepened as she thought. 'Daniel probably doesn't even realize it. He's too busy listening to her talk about pianos and playing with her hair. So unawesome...' A sigh was emitted and Julchen stood up, giving up on the subject for the time being. There were better things to do, like getting drunk off her ass and singing karaoke. That was exactly what she was going to do!
Wetting the Bed - Spain X ReaderAuthor’s Note- No, this is not a Spain x Child!Reader. This is a Spain x Teen!Reader. With that said… without further ado…Wetting the Bed - Spain X Reader2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You clutched your pillow tightly as fantasies danced about in your head. Your (h/c) hair fanned out messily onto the plush pillow your head rested upon. “Antonio!” You purred in your sleep. Your amazing dream was about to its climax, when the scenery suddenly changed. A Bathroom…? You were on the toilet; well, relieving yourself… “What the hell?!” Your (e/c) eyes shot open in bewilderment. “At the good part even!” Only then did you notice the smelly yellow liquid staining the sheets below you. “I didn’t…!” You gasped. You rose to change your stained panties and pajama pants, when someone entered your room. “Buenos dias, Chica!” The cheery Spaniard greeted, waving cutely. You yelped, diving back onto the bed and burying yourself under the wet covers.
Unexplainable - Tomochika Shibuya/Otoya Ittoki~P~Unexplainable - Tomochika Shibuya/Otoya Ittoki3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"Are you all right?"
Otoya jumped a bit at the voice, before turning to eye its owner. There stood the best friend of the woman who had broken his heart, Tomochika Shibuya. Her violet-coloured irises were staring him down from where he was seated a few feet away, concern swirling in them.
Sighing heavily, he blinked at her before directing his gaze back to its original place on the floor. "Honestly, Tomo, no," he breathed, pulling a hand through his shaggy red hair. "But... I guess I have no choice but to eventually buck up, now do I?" He looked up again and gave her a bitter smile, trying to convey that he just wanted to be left alone, but at the same time he was more than grateful for her presence so he could finally have someone to talk to about his feelings and vent his frustrations to.
Tomochika took a tentative step forward, silently asking if she should in fact leave him be, but he shook his head at her and waved the other redhead over. The floor of the dar
Counting The MonthsCounting The Months2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Counting the Months
(Iceland x Reader)
(I suggest listening to ‘Tranquillezza for string’ from OHSHC or Ouran High School Host Club If you want the full effect.)
One-shot! Entry for Wildheart63’s “Darlian contest” and Roro0098's "Nordic Contest"
“I’m sorry but I think we should break up.”
“I’m sorry but things just aren’t working out.”
“I’m sorry but you just don’t interest me anymore.”
Even though I do this on a weekly basis you would expect me to know how to ignore it. If you think that you would be wrong. I try and ignore the pang in my heart telling me to apologize but I just cant do that. The apology behind the words ‘I’m sorry’ had empty meaning, I really just don’t care.
I’d be lying to myself; the girls I walk away from don’t mean anything to me. They’re more like Advil?
His Majesty - Prince Spain x Traveler Reader (2)His Majesty - Prince Spain x Traveler Reader (2)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 2 - Away We Go
A large gust of wind blew through the tree branches above you, breaking a twig off of a branch and making it land next to your sleeping figure, effectively waking you up to the beautiful sight of a new day’s sunrise.
You rubbed your tired eyes as a yawn slipped out of your mouth. Another day, another trip. A grin creeped onto your face as you thought of the wondrous possibilities that awaited you at your newest destination.
Rifling through your bag, you managed to grab one of your maps of the local area. Today was the day you were traveling to the world-renowned Spanish Kingdom and you couldn’t be more eager. You always held a deep desire to go to one of the ‘proclaimed’ happiest places on Earth and now was your big chance.
Hopping off of your wagon, you walked over to your trusty donkey companion, who was currently sleeping at the moment, to
Close your eyes - Viking!Denmark X Reader~Slut ögonen~Close your eyes - Viking!Denmark X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Viking!Denmark X Reader X Viking!Nordics*
The days were harsh upon the Northen lands,as wind blew cold,ruining the already weak plants which were supposed to feed people around.
Denmark didn't seem to have though such a burdening weather as the other three countries,though when wind came and hit the shore,it just seemed to sweep everything in its way - as the inhabitants did with the conquered lands.
Accustomed to the sunny days from down south - which rarely were either cold or rainy - (Name) couldn't help but feel both sick and gloomy.It had a great impact onto her,not to tell the fact that she was a stranger among people she couldn't trust.
What really kept her alive was the thought that (Brother's Name) has probably reached the extrem southern area,brought to shore by gentle people and taken care of greatly - instead of cold nipping at his skin,he bathed in raw warm sunrays,instead of his lips bruised by frostbit,they were dried from the hot summer air -
You are my source to happiness - OneshotYou are my source to happiness - Oneshot3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Summary: What is happiness? I mean sure you will get all you want
with money but is that all, will you be happy then? I guess each
individual has a different thought about happiness and so does
Gilbert Beilschmidt …
Warning: Implied sex, Yaoi (boyxboy duhh~), umm fluffiness that might
explode your mind... ooc-ness too >>
My happiness comes from such simple things...
I opened my bloody red eyes and squinted them as the bright sunlight
hit my lens. Wasn't the curtains closed last night? He must have
pulled them up. I can see the bird's nest out on the tree outside.
The temperature must be freezing out there but the tiny white egg has
made it or so it seemed, for there was a small bird cuddling next to
I propped myself up with my arms and felt the bed creaked as I
stepped down to the freezing wooden floor. Pieces of clothing were
scattered across the room. Boy, we were really going at it last
A chuckle escaped my lips as I p
Mafia!Russia x Reader - Flower Bud9Mafia!Russia x Reader - Flower Bud92 years ago in Romance More Like This
For a few nights, you didn't sleep a wink. You were so busy trying to decode the papers, while anger flowed through your brain. How could Grandpa do that to you?! He didn't even know you but as a baby at the time, yet there was his signature, so proudly written like he won a deal. You threw all of the papers on the floor, standing on your feet. You wore comfortable sweat pants and a large baggy t-shirt that belonged to Lovino. It had cartoon-drawing tomatoes all over it, with the Italian words for flower bud on it. You had a similar shirt with little tomato instead of flower bud.
You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair, turning towards the door. You needed to get out, that was a definite. Your head hurt from so many codes. You slipped on your large coat, Ivan's scarf, and winter boots. Ivan's scarf still smelled like him, despite the fact you washed it. Another smile lit your features as you left the apartment, making sure the place was locked before you headed out for the ca
Red Blood, Red Snow Soviet!Russia X ReaderRed Blood, Red Snow Soviet!Russia X Reader2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Red Blood White Snow
READER X (depressed[slightly suicidal?])SOVIET! RUSSIA
Chapter One: Bleeding Sunflowers
“The wisest thing in the world is to cry out before you are hurt. It is no good to cry out after you are hurt; especially after you are mortally hurt. People talk about the impatience of the populace; but sound historians know that most tyrannies have been possible because men moved too late. It is often essential to resist a tyranny before it exists.” –G.K. Chesterson
‘They left. My family, my friends, Gone. What have I done to deserve being alone? I don’t understand. I just wanted everyone to become one with me. A big, happy family; no fighting, no war; Just peace and love. That’s all I ever wanted. Nothing more, love was all I ever truly wanted. Now I will never get that chance.’ Ivan thought miserably as he walked thr
Suffocate“I didn’t want him,” she says. “I wanted something, something I saw in the eyes of Libby, Sam, Sandi, and Agnes. Something that would have made our new world, our safe world, a home. Children were a part of that world and so I found myself a child. Perhaps, I thought, I would love him and everything would fall into place. Perhaps with a child I could be content with safety, and normality, and a world without knives taped on mop heads.” A cold smile. “I still catch myself thinking that. I still think that maybe tomorrow will be the day where I can fall asleep with the lights on.”Suffocate2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Carmen’s features are stark and cold; like the chiseled lines of Soviet propaganda etched onto an icy street corner. A straight decided nose, high sharp cheekbones, and thin pinched lips. Her eyes are black. We sit together in a small, bare walled, room on a pair of fold up chairs.
I frown. “You mean off?”
“No. I mean on. During the war
CanvasLet her paint a masterpiece,Canvas2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let her paint a lie
Let her paint a word inside the shining silver skies.
Let her paint a mystery,
Let her paint a sin
Let her paint the things that lie in darkness deep within.
Let her paint a masterpiece
(but this time there's a twist)
Make the brush a blade and let the canvas be her wrist...
Com 1/2: Italy X Reader *Love Again*Notes:Com 1/2: Italy X Reader *Love Again*2 years ago in Romance More Like This
-This is a commission for *RhinoGhost who wanted an Italy X Reader with lots of fluff and happiness. Luckily, that’s what Italy’s made of xD It actually wasn’t all the fluffy in the beginning, and I apologize for that!! Dx After this will be the second commission for her, an Iceland X Reader with fluff as well. For now, enjoy some fluffy Italy! ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, the characters, or the reader. I only own the plot*
A gentle breeze filled the cooling, fiery evening air as Feliciano casually strolled through the streets. His hands folded together behind his back, he hummed a soft tune to the sound of his dress shoes clacking against the stone street. He could smell the chilling aroma of the oncoming rainstorm, confirming its presence with a thunderous growl from above. Italy’s lips curled into a pleased grin upon hearing the sound; it made him think of rainy days where he would simply lie in his bed and enjoy the sound of ra
France X Reader 'Good Morning, Love.'France X Reader (Oneshot)France X Reader 'Good Morning, Love.'2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Good Morning, Love."
(A/N: This is a fluff intended fanfic. Meaning full of marshmallowey fluffiness. Human and Country names used. Hope you like the first ever fic that I posted in DA. Sorry if it sucks. ;.; )
It was a quiet early morning. The sun was shining brightly through the bedroom window. Lighting up the room. The light slightly blinding, but offering a comforting warmth. You turn to your right, to see your French lover still deep in sleep. Not wanting to disturb him as he was quite tired from yesterday's... ahem.... "activities". You decided you would just prepare some breakfast while waiting for him to wake up.
You slowly get off the bed, carefully as you try not to disturb the Frenchman asleep next to you. You reach for the nearest article of clothing, which happened to be France's shirt. You wore it and buttoned the middle button and slipped into a new pair of underwear and shorts before heading downstairs to the kitchen.
'What to eat..
Hetalia Headcanons: PrussiaHeadcanon: Prussia gets sunburn easily.Hetalia Headcanons: Prussia2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Gilbert put on some sunscreen!!!!" You yelled at your albino boyfriend as he ran toward the ocean water. You two were at the beach enjoying a the sun and the water, but as always, he refused to put sunscreen on. He knows that he has albino skin, so he has to take care of it more than others do.
" (name), come on this is so un-awesome." He said running back to the umbrella you two shared. "You are treating me like a little girl-boy." He said crossing his arms protesting.
"You have to. Do you want to get sunburn....again?" You said remembering numerous accounts of when Gil got sunburn. You had to put soothing cream on his back and arms...it was not a easy task. Not when he kept squirming.
"n-no" He said blushing and looking away.
"then come here and sit down and I will put the sunscreen on your back." You said motioning for him to sit down.
*one timeskip later*
When he was done playing in the ocean with gilbird,
France x Reader: Dirty PictureYou had been dating Francis for five months. The longest you had ever been with a Frenchman. Well, you couldn't complain; Francis was amazing! He made you feel like you were floating on clouds the whole time. Plus, he was awesome in bed. Oh, yes! The way he would kiss you, tease you, and touch you, had you ruining to him every night.France x Reader: Dirty Picture3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
However, there were some moments in which he was a bit demanding, like today. It was his birthday and he texted you five things he wanted. Number one is a dinner in the new French restaurant that opened, number two was a new teddy bear, number three was a couple of new rose plants, but the others were a little too much. You were at work and were pretty sure that he was too, but you didn't care what he was going to say.
"Allo?" His sexy voice reached your ears.
"I know it's your birthday, and I know I said I would do anything, but the last two things you want are impossible!" You yelled.
You heard him chuckle, "It's just a little picture."
"No-!" Your cheek
Red vs. Blue: Valentine's Day“So when I finally see her again, I think I've narrowed my lines down to like two options, okay? Here they are: One, hey there Carolina, if I said I liked your armor, would you hold it against me? Or two-“Red vs. Blue: Valentine's Day2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“York, please focus.”
“What? Pickup lines are important. Did I ever tell you about how we met? See, I was out one night with my buddies...they abandoned me at some ridiculous nightclub; I think it was called Errera. So I'm just sitting there at the bar bored out of my skull, and I'm flicking this lighter off and on. Then from out of nowhere, she walks up and just grabs the lighter, right out of my hands, and she goes...”
The recording cuts out.
“You want me to play it again?” Church asks quietly, appearing as hologram on the bar, looking at the red-haired freelancer sitting in front of him, leaning on the bar. The bar is quiet, with an atmosphere of melanc
Georgie's CrumbsThe scars lie in zigzags across my throat. I don't remember the knife that made them, and they're not the point of this story; Annie is, and I'm mentioning them because she never asked about them. I loved her for that. Instead, when she found that I always played extras at the drama club because there were days when I couldn't speak in anything but a whisper, she taught me how to mime. I spent hours practicing in their dusty living room, swaying to the clatter of Georgie's nails on the piano keys. Georgie plays piano like Annie rides horses.Georgie's Crumbs2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I still find the memory of her down by the old dirt road, where he put Georgie's piano. I turn my head and catch the scent of the wind, the way the air felt when she smiled, the way the dirt tasted when I stumbled off the horse and she caught my hand and brought me up beside her, drew me up to the sky.
I sometimes wonder what she'd have done if I'd been on the ground that day. I drew up Rook before the corner because I wasn't bold like Annie, didn'
[APH] Strip Poker - SpainxReader(Name) giggled uncontrollably at the cheerful voice over the phone. Did he really just ask that? There’s no way this man just asked her that. But then again, he seems like one who would do it. Spinning around, she held the phone to her chest and tried to suppress her giddiness.[APH] Strip Poker - SpainxReader2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“_____? You there?”
She squeaked and almost dropped the phone, putting it back to her ear. “Oh yes, sorry Antonio.” She rushed around the room, trying to clean it up. “So you want to come over?”
He chuckled and she smiled. “Si, I would love to. I’ll be over in a minute.”
They ended the call and she finished cleaning. Her best friend and crush was coming over, so she had to look good. Of course, she couldn’t do much, but whatever she could do. Setting out food and drinks, she tidied up what was left just as the doorbell rang. Freezing, she looked at the door and took a deep breath.
Answering it quickly, she found the happy Spaniard on the other sid
BreakCT stared intently at what now remained of Wash's ceramic cat statue, as if her will alone would undo the damage. When that failed, she knelt down beside the broken remnants and carefully scooped the pieces into her hand, biting her lip in concentration. All the while, the real cat observed her from the couch, offering moral support. After she finished cleaning up the remainder of the mess, she placed the broken pieces into an envelope, slipping it into her coat pocket. She pulled on her boots, quickly explained the situation to the cat (so he would not be troubled by her sudden disappearance), and left the house, locking the door behind her.Break2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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She waited patiently at the front desk for someone to respond to her call for assistance. When no one came, she rang the bell a few more times and thought she heard a thud and a muttered curse from the adjacent room. A few seconds later, a woman appeared, smiling as she approached. CT noted that a new bruise was forming ju
The Burlesque GirlA girl with stilettos, red lipstick, and curled hair was ready to please since birthThe Burlesque Girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Born to prove to us what she's worth
"Hit the lights," she whispers, and struts onto the stage
The crowd cheers and gasps, everyone's amazed
The young boys heart's skip many beats
They came here looking for a treat
She blows each one of them a kiss
Blink for a second and you will surely miss
The heels come off, and down comes the hair
Haunting the audience with her stare
She amazes all who see
Each perfectly sculpted hip, thigh and knee
The boys all whistle, shout and cheer
But the finale is no where near
Her smile seduces all who should glare
She starts to pull up her dress, almost there
The lads all scream because they're delighted
She licks her lips, and they all get excited
The dress comes off and that's the end of the act
Barely has her dignity still intact
A girl who's brought more than just fantasies
A goddess who leave's more than wet dreams
Her body's a voice which she expresses
And this is wh
RvB: Fix You"I like fixing things."RvB: Fix You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
York had told her that once. She had walked into his room, intending to ask the tan freelancer about the training schedule, only to find him fiddling with an ancient looking silver pocket watch. He barely glanced up at her, so focused on his project that he almost missed her inquiry. "It's been in my family for generations." He explained. "Dad gave it to me when I joined the army. But it's still pretty old, so it breaks a lot."
"Why don't you just get a new watch?" she had asked, leaning against the door frame. "I'm sure there's a thousand out there that are much better." York stared at her for a long moment, realizing by the way she tipped her head in bewilderment that she just didn't understand. So he simply sighed and offered her an almost pitying smile.
"Some things are just worth fixing Carolina."
Carolina didn't know why those words stuck with her. During training, on missions, in the halfway point between consciousness and dreams, they would somehow glide
Harry Potter AnalysisThe wonderful world of Harry Potter has touched countless lives upon its release. It contains many colorful elements from magic and fantasy to fighting bald snake people with little wooden sticks. Yet at the same time, despite touching so many countless lives, the ever-popular series has not been without its fair share of criticism, a large portion of which may not have been completely unfounded. Harry Potter has been said to promote more than a few more shady practices. It wouldn't hurt to explore and prod some of them in scholarly analysis.Harry Potter Analysis5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Let us take, for example, the most prevalent example in the HP wizarding world. Wands. Harry Potter and friends often use their wands to solve problems and, more often than not, create quite a few of them. HP, Ron, and Draco are constantly seen "whipping them out" and "waving them around," despite the fact many teachers advise most of the Hogwarts students against doing so. This could function as a sort of subliminal nod to boyhood fasc
Spanish Are Dancers(SpainxReader Oneshot)Antonio sat on his porch and sipped intently on a glass of red wine, much like he would do any other hot afternoon. But, this particular afternoon was special for you were at his home. You took chaste sips of your red wine and enjoyed the feel of the Spaniards near playful green eyes on your body.Spanish Are Dancers(SpainxReader Oneshot)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Your home is so beautiful.. I'm so jealous." You said in a voice just above a whisper.
The passionate male beamed at your compliment before swiftly replying flirtingly, "Gracias mi amor ! But you are much more beautiful~."
You shot him a playful glare before looking down at the red liquid in your wine glass. You gave it a twirl before saying, "You lying Spaniard."
He chuckled as he scooted towards you with easy movement. Some of your (_h/c_) was tossed over your shoulder as hot lips came in soft contact with your neck. "Never," Another kiss to the neck was sent your way, "Would I lie about that~!"
You were sent into a giggle fit as he dug his face into your neck swee
Clumsy: Italy X ReaderClumsy: Italy X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
'First time when I saw your eyes
Boy you looked right through me, hm hm
Play it cool, but I knew you knew
That cupid hit me, hm hm'
It was your first day of high school at Hetalia high. Just moved into town, in a new house, with new friends, and pretty much, new everything. Your dad dropped you off in front of the huge building, and you jumped out, slipping your headphones on and listening to some loud music as you walked up the stairs. People stared, how could they not? You were a new face, a pretty one at that, but you weren’t one to be shy about stuff like that. You let the pairs of eyes burn through you as you strode up the steps to the front entrance.
“______! Hey!" Someone called from behind you. It was your next door neighbor, Eliza. You turned around and gave her a warm smile. You talked for a while as you walked past the soccer field to get to the the science building. Just for a second your attention turned to the group of boys on the field and to your unfort