EnglandxReader: Time Travel Mania~EnglandxReader: Time Travel Mania~EnglandxReader: Time Travel Mania2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Today was the day you had been looking forward to all week long. Today you were going to go to your friend Arthur Kirkland's house for some afternoon tea. You had been friends with the country since you were little and had "accidentally" chased his flying mint bunny back to the handsome man's house. The only reason you knew his secret was because while you had aged into a teenager and eventually and adult, he had stayed the same bushy-eyebrowed man you had come to call your best friend. He had a busy schedule, as did you, but you always found time to visit with each other.
You pulled your old Toyota into the Britt's driveway, parking it carefully next to England's own dark green car.
"Almost reminds me of his eyes." You murmured to yourself. Shaking your head out of the thought, you opened your car door and walked to the front door.
Before you could ring the doorbell, the front door opened to reveal a rather excited Arthur.
"Hello (name)! It's great
Prussia x Reader: Broken Promises Ch1Prussia x Reader: Broken Promises Ch13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: Shocking Sunset Scene
Gilbert has been your boyfriend for one year now, and those were the happiest three hundred sixty-five days of your life! Never have you felt so loved and special before. There were times that you did with your previous boyfriends, but those feelings weren’t the same as the awesome feeling Gilbert made you feel.
You were skipping along the park, a shortcut to your house, when you noticed something along your peripheral vision. You turned your head to the right and froze. It was Gilbert! And he was carrying your best friend, Elizabeta Hedervary, on his back. With the sunset behind them, they appeared as silhouettes, making it hard to see their expressions. On the edges of their faces, however, you could see the smiles and laughter on them. The two didn't notice your presence as they continued on their way.
For some reason, that scene made your heart ache. Was it because you were jealous? Angry? Or...something else? You clutched the fa
Papa!France x Chibi!Reader x Mama!England"You bloody frog! Unhand me at once!" shouted England.Papa!France x Chibi!Reader x Mama!England2 years ago in Humor More Like This
" Stop struggling Angeleterre! I am serious! I 'erd something over dere! Just come on you black sheep!" shouted back France as he kept on pulling a struggling England. "And why should I believe y-"
"Shhhh!! 'ere, 'ave a look." said the Frenchman in a hushed tone. England glared at the finger that was hushing him, smacking the hand out of his face he looked towards the direction France was pointing to. On the ground layed a sleeping child with short (h/c) hair. She was clothed in a white gown. A gown that reminded England of America's outfit when he first met him. "What's a young girl doing here?" asked England.
"Zhat's vhy I vanted to show you. I zhought zhat you vould know." said France.
Shaking his head 'No', England went towards the young girl and picked her up. Her eyelids fluttered open. She squinted since she just woke up and not use to the light of the sun's rays. Her (e/c) eyes looked at England who in return, stared right
2P!CanadaX1P!Canada - Pt. 12P!CanadaX1P!Canada - Pt. 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Matthew sat in the meeting room, listening to Alfred and Arthur argue during both of them trying to get there information out at the same time. The cerulean eyed boy looked to his twin brother, his eyes intent.
No one ever noticed him, especially not Alfred. The american was always rambling about being the hero, and being stronger than anyone else, even Ivan. Which, due to the facts on many wars, was proved. But that didn't give him any right to not even remember his own twin's name except possibly, maybe on Canada Day, where everyone was wishing others about it to remind him for a moment, that Canada, Matthew, his twin brother, had existed.
Arthur and Alfred had finished their current fight, and Alfred babbled on about America's affairs, since Arthur got tired of the battle and thought if he got his own presentation done first, then other things may get done as well. He thought wrong though, since when Arthur's turn came, the american was still babbling during most of it, earni
JeffxFangirl 2Your Point of ViewJeffxFangirl 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's you!" I say loudly, half scared, half excited. It's Jeff from the story! His ghastly
white face, those huge unblinking eyes, the unnaturally long smile... so gory, so creepy, so
"Don't kill me Jeff," I screech when I spot the knife in his hand. He begins to walk
"I'm not going to, I promise," he assures, sitting on the edge of my bed. He stares at me
for a few moments, and I swear I caught the slightest hint of him blushing. I just pray I'm
not blushing back.
"You know who I am?" he quietly asks. I nod slowly in reply.
I hear my mother's angry footsteps trudge up the stairs.
"It's my mom!" I whisper to him harshly. But, before I could look back, the window was
shut and Jeff was gone.
Jeff's Point of View
I quickly put the ladder back and dash into the woods. Why didn't I kill her? What
Soon enough I arrive to the little house I own de
Savior (RusCan Oneshot)Savior (RusCan Oneshot)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ivan stood at the bottom of the stairs, the cellar laid out before him, as he looked upon the tragic scene. All of the surfaces were glazed in the now cold and coagulated blood of the Romanov family. The bodies had already been cleared away, buried somewhere in the forest near Yekaterinburg but the proof of the monstrosities were embedded with the bullets in the walls of the cellar of the imperial family’s safe house. Ivan walked further into the cellar; his boots kicking around bullet casings, composing a warped chime, before collapsing to his knees once he reached the furthest wall. Hand running over the creators that were created by a storm of ammunition, Ivan looked to the ceiling, a single tear rolling down his cheek as he silently asked, Why? In a flash of anger, he pounded the side of his fist on the wall, cement crumbling to the floor. Wiping his face with the back of his gloved hand, Ivan leaned back, feeling like he needed to forget.
My Thoughts on 2P Hetalia *Read?*My Thoughts on 2P Hetalia *Read?*3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alrighty, I wanna get this out there before I start on my 2P comic~
Generally, I wanna explain 2P and my head cannons on them. ^^ It's pretty lengthy BUT I really put my all into explaining this so please do read!
Okay, let's start off with 2P itself. Himaruya one day posted this picture: http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxxix3Rl9C1qfj5h7.png
As you can see, he made 'alternate designs' of the girl Allies (except Russia) and girl Canada, girl Axis, and girl Prussia. He also made alternate designs for the original male Axis. He created these and called them 2P or 2nd Player. If you ever played a fighting game, you know that when two people fight with the same character the second one is always a different color than the original. That is where this came from.
Himaruya himself simply drew these characters. He gave no information about their personality or anything.
Also, you can see he made 2P designs for VERY few characters. These are the ONLY OFFICIAL 2Ps. The others out there that
Something Wicked This Way ComesFandom: HetaliaSomething Wicked This Way Comes3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Characters: Russia, fem!America, England
Other tags: Zombie apocalypse AU, nyotalia, character death
Summary: When the zombie apocalypse hits, Russia and America know who they want to ally with. They know each others' strengths and weaknesses, battle strategies and weapon preferences...who better to form an alliance? But can they withstand the onslaught of undead? And if they cannot...what will happen to the world then?
When they came, who could have guessed the alliances that would form? The virus swept across the world and nations were falling fast under its grasp; chaos reigned in very little time. But America and Russia, they knew each other’s strengths and weaknesses, they had been the bitterest of enemies and strangely enough, now that this end-all-be-all danger had come, each of them knew the other was who they wanted for a
Please Don't Leave MePlease Don't Leave MePlease Don't Leave Me4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been a long time since Alfred had last cried.
He remembered years past, how much easier it was when he had hated the large Russian man.
After a few punches had been thrown, they could go their separate ways without a second glance. Insults could be slung without a second care in the world; nothing more, nothing less.
But then there was that gradual change, the change that no one ever expects, but when looked back upon is more obvious than the difference between night and day.
It had started with a simple word after a particularly long argument: "Why?"
"Why what, Alfred?" snarled Ivan, disgust evident in his voice.
"Why do we fight? What point is there to this nonsense? If we really hate each other, why should we fight? Maybe it's time we went our separate ways, I'm done." stated Alfred, turning and walking away.
"Good riddance," said Ivan, who then turned and walked away h
Englandxreader Artistic Dreams CH.2Englandxreader Artistic Dreams CH.23 years ago in Romance More Like This
The conference was finally over. I got my papers shuffled and in my suitcase, ready to go. I wanted to ask the girl's name. But Alfred grabbed my shoulder.
"Hey Iggy! I want to let you know that You're coming to my party Tomorrow night!" he said, obnoxiously.
"I'm not going, you bloody twit!" I grabbed his hand and took his hand off of my shoulder. "I have to do....Important things, Alfred."
"Okay whatever!" Alfred shrugged it off as he walked towards the next person, asking them if they're coming or not. Bloody git.
As I was heading for the exit, I was stopped again.... By Francis.
"Ohonhonhonhon~" Francis laughed as he got closer to me.
"What the bloody hell do you want now?!?! Can't you see-"
"I know what you were thinking about angelterre," Francis said.
"What?" I said as my face turned slowly into a bright red cherry.
"About Love," Francis said as he chuckled a little. "I can tell by the signs that you were doing. You looking out the windo
JeffxFangirl FinalYour Point of ViewJeffxFangirl Final2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We stop kissing, and I suddenly forgive him for killing. It's his nature. I may not agree
with it, but hell. What can I do about it?
"I'm low on food," Jeff comments. "Let's go buy some before we both starve."
I nod and he grabs the scarf to wrap around his mouth. We head out the door, hand in hand,
like nothing ever happened.
Jeff's Point of View
I see some people I would have enjoyed killing, but I remember my promise to *insert your
name.* I'm having a hard time with it.
Your Point of View
As we are walking, I get... a feeling. a feeling Jeff has described before.
"Kill," I say suddenly. He stops and looks at me with curious eyes.
Jeff's Point of View
The girl wants to kill. After all we talked about. Does that mean I can break my
Your Point of View
That night, he teaches me. Hand in hand, a mad couple, forever in love with on common
APH: Soldier's HeartNew York was disgustingly damp that winter. The sky couldn't decide if it wanted to rain or snow, and had settled on a thick, slushy mix that puddled in heaps on the cobbled roads and soaked into America's socks when he had to wade through the thicker patches. This was the kind of day to spend indoors, preferably in front of a fire, but instead America found himself lurking down by the harbor, packed into the rest of the gawking crowd and standing on his toes to get a better look at the newly arrived fleet.APH: Soldier's Heart5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This was stupid, he knew. He was wasting his time. So what if a fleet from the Russian Navy had just shown up in his harbor all of a sudden? So what if there was talk of them staying there all winter? So what if they supported the Union? None of that was any reason to think that the country himself was on board one of those ships. Fine, sending the navy was a nice show of support, but all America really wanted at that moment was a friend, a familiar face, another country who actuall
The Great FamineFandom: HetaliaThe Great Famine4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters: Ireland (OC), France, Scotland (OC)
Other tags: The Great Famine, historical Hetalia
Summary: Ireland surveys the devastation in her country and contemplates what seems to be her imminent demise. Concerned about her well-being, Scotland goes in search of her and drags France along with.
"So many…so many…" Ireland spoke to herself as she stumbled through the street, banging up her bare feet on the sharp stones. Blood oozed from fresh cuts on her toes, dirt working its way in and inflaming them; her preoccupied mind didn't take notice. She was so hungry that little registered in her tormented mind. Her face held a dazed, agonized expression. Her usual quiet grace was gone, replaced by a staggering, bone-thin zombie incapable of finding the willpower to speak the slightest hope of freedom, or even survival. Her once-vivid red hair hung lank and filthy about her shoulders, falling out in clumps.
Friendships Never Last Part 2Dominique and Jeff arrive to an old shack. This is what Jeff calls his home. He shoves her into the door, and a putrid smell floods Dominique's nose. Rotten apple cores, old drink cans, and unidentifiable objects lie scattered about on the floor.Friendships Never Last Part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well, Dominique, hope you like it," Jeff says. It may not show, but Jeff really wants to be friendly towards Dominique.
"Do you think we could clean up a little bit?" Dominique says pleadingly.
"What did you just call me?"
Jeff blushes. "...I called you Dommy. Is that ok?"
"Sure. Can I call you... Jeffy?"
Jeff shrugs. "Ok."
"Can I eat?" Dominique rubs a hand over her growling stomach.
Jeff leads her over to the fridge. "It's not much, but here you go. Meet me at the TV when you pick something."
He walks away, and she picks up some cereal. Surprisingly, it's not moldy or stale. Actually, it's very good. She also fixes herself a glass of water, then sits by Jeff on the couch in front of the TV.
The TV is turned on the news. The
Do. A Doitsu. A female Doistu.Do. A Doitsu. A female Doistu.Do. A Doitsu. A female Doistu.2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Ve~. A bowl of pasta~!
ME! I AM THE HERO AFTER ALL!!!
Da. Be one with Russia,da?
No. Just go away aru~!
Tea, is what, I drink everyday.
And Japan brings us back to do-o-o-o.
Do. A Doitsu. A female Doistu.
Ve~. A bowl of pasta~!
ME! I AM THE HERO AFTER ALL!!!
Da. Be one with Russia,da?
No. Just go away aru~!
Tea, is what, I drink everyday.
And France brings us back to do-o-o-o.
Do, ve, me, da, no ma, tea, do, no, do!
Hetalia Hunger Games - Part 16--Part 16 Decisions Hetalia Hunger Games - Part 163 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ivan smiled happily when he saw Gilbert fall into the lake face first. He stayed and watched for a few moments, making sure he was really down. When he was satisfied by the lack of movement from the body, Ivan began to make his way towards camp. He was growing tired of the game. There was almost no food, no real competitors, and no real challenge. He never wanted to join the games, but he figured it would be more enthralling than just sitting around and waiting to die.
So, it was time to end this. Time to finish the game and go back home. His sisters surely must miss him.
Gilbert opened his eyes and jumped up. Trying to muffle his coughs with his arm, he looked behind him to search for Ivan, that insane bastard. He was well along the shore now, heading back to camp. Gilbert crawled back to the shore as quietly as he could, hoping to find some refugee in the trees that b
Dreaming of YouDreaming of You2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dreaming of You
Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you...
The moon shone high in the sky one night, letting it's gentle rays shine in the face of a sleeping young man. Unable to properly sleep, the man opened his eyes to reveal red crimson eyes. He blinked a few times before sitting up on his bed and streching out his sore limbs. A yawn escaped his pale pink lips as he looked around his room almost as if he was looking for something.
Gilbert sighed and scratched his head, feeling the soft silver hair through his fingers. He threw the covers off his body and got out of bed. Looking sleepy, he walked to his bathroom to relieve himself and came back to his room, thinking of a certain event that had changed his life.
And I still can't believe that you came up to me and said I love you.
Blue eyes flashed through his memories as he opened his room window and rested his hands on the window pane, staring out into the darkness.
Only a few days ago
A Hot Cold WarHe hated that man.A Hot Cold War6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hated him with a cold icy hate that never thawed.
He hated how that man could enter a room. Everyone would stop and turn to that man. Like those oh so precious sunflowers, they would focus on that man.
He hated how that man would glare at him with plasma-blue eyes that burned with an inner fire. That burning glower that made him forget, if only for a moment, the harshness of winter.
He hated that man.
Hated him with a passion as hot as the deserts in his lands.
He hated how that man could enter a room. His very presence could freeze the marrow of those terrifying ghosts, but instead froze the marrow of the living.
He hated how that man would stare at him with those cold violet eyes that hinted at cracks in glacial ice. That cold smile that was anything but friendly, but made him remember when the cold wasnt so bad.
The Price of Revolution 2Fandom: HetaliaThe Price of Revolution 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters: Austria, France, Marie Antoinette
Other tags: French Revolution, historical Hetalia, historical figures
Summary: At the height of the French Revolution, Austria storms into France, demanding that his charge, Marie Antoinette, be returned to him. France points out that she is already in the hands of the rebels--there is little he can do. So Austria tries to free her himself.
Austria took her delicate hand in his and twirled her across the polished wood floor. Her pink dress spun out around her graceful feet and she laughed- a cheerful, feathery sound. She halted in their dance to look back at him.
“You’ve improved exponentially, Maria,” Austria told her. She smiled brightly--it lit up her whole visage, making her beauty shine like the sun.
Angel Sighting (RusAme)Fandom: HetaliaAngel Sighting (RusAme)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Characters: Russia, Belarus, Ukraine, General Winter, fem!America, Canada, Austria, South Korea
Other tags: Human AU, elementary school AU, General Winter as Russia's father
Summary: Seven year old Ivan Braginsky knows he's seen an angel at the school concert. There's simply no other explanation for it; he just wonders how he hadn't noticed her before.
Ivan was seven years old the first time he was sure he'd seen an angel. In fact, he realized that the angel had been in his presence for quite some time, he'd just never noticed.
It all began with the school Christmas concert. Ivan, who lived in a town in upstate New York with his father and two sisters, attended a private Catholic school, despite the fact that he and his family were Russian Orthodox. The school was inarguably the best and the safest in the town, so there Ivan went. Natalia was too young to be in school yet and Yekaterina was in fifth grade, three gr
Falso Bella Notte“Hello?? Germany! Germany, where are you?”Falso Bella Notte2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Italy set a hand on the side of the tree as he looked around his usually illuminated flower field. Something wasn’t right this time, everything was all dark. Was it night time? It wasn’t ever night time whenever he came over here. Not to mention, Germany was nowhere in sight. Usually when he came there, he was always right there! Where did he go??
“Germany!” He called out one more time, frowning as he began to find his friend seemed impossible at this point. He sighed and slid down the side of the tree, curling up his legs a bit as he sat down. This was all just too strange…
“When the moons hits your eye, like a big pizza pie, that’s amore~”
Italy sat up as a familiar voice rang out in the dark of the night, looking around curiously. No way, that possibly couldn’t be? But he couldn’t see a blasted—
His eyes widened, fireflies seeming to glow into life all aro
APH - The Seven Heavenly Virtues ~Chastity~ (Lili)She's alone, as far as she knows, but she can't shake the feeling of being watched. The blonde girl wraps her arms around each other, rubbing the chill of the night from them. She didn't mean to stay out so late, but she'd lost track of time while talking with Roderich at the store. Paranoid along the deserted streets, Lili glances over her shoulder at every little noise, her skin tingling with barely suppressed fear. Vash warned her not to stay out past dark – he'll be so angry when she gets home if he's not already out searching for her.APH - The Seven Heavenly Virtues ~Chastity~ (Lili)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Clattering from an alley she just passed freeze her muscles, Lili's wide eyes filling with unshed tears. She clutches the grocery bags in a death grip, knowing they're her only line of defense if there's someone watching her. She forces her head to move, looking out of the corner of her eye towards the alley entrance. The scream catches in her throat – the shrouded men only laugh at her reaction. They avoid the small diameter of the stree
Alliesxclairvoyant!readerxAxis Why me? Part 3Alliesxclairvoyant!readerxAxis Why me? Part 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alliesxclairvoyant!readerxAxis Why me? Part 3
And there you were back in the lab. Ludwig put you down on the cold metallic table, this time it was only him and Kiku.
"Alright (Name) have you gotten any dreams?" Ludwig asked
"No" You said, it was true though you haven't dreamed about future events yet
"Don't lie!" Ludwig said raising his hand about to slap you but Kiku stopped him
"Carm down Rudwig" Kiku said
"I'm sorry but I can't control what I dream about" You said quietly
Kiku checked you one once again. This time he took a blood test on you which hurted and made you a little tired. After that you returned to your cell. But something was wrong, where was Arthur? The both italian brothers was still asleep.
"WAKE UP YOU DUMKOMPS!" Ludwig screamed making both you and the italians jump
"AHH don't scare us like that" Feliciano cried
"Vhere is zhe brittish soldier?" Ludwig asked
"Ve I don't know I was sleeping the whole time" Feliciano said, Lovino start hit Ludwig but Ludwig didn't seeme
(APH) SecretsSecrets(APH) Secrets3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
America: I'm an emotional eater
England: I'm afraid to show my true emotions
France: I don't know either... ♥ ♀ ♥ ♂ ♥
China: I wish I had more control
Russia: I'm so lonely...
Italy: I'm not actually helpless, but pretend so someone will always stay with me
Germany: I'm sadistic
Japan: I can't remember how to feel anything
Prussia: I only have this big of an ego to protect myself from ridicule
Romano: I'm afraid of being hurt, so I won't let myself love
Belarus: Rejection just makes me want you more
Ukraine: I feel like the ugly duckling
Hungary: I'm in love with him... and his enemy ♥
Liechtenstein: I owe him my life... and I'd gladly give it back to save his
Switzerland: You call it 'neutrality', I call it the inability to be human
Holy Roman Empire: I have no patience, but I'd wait for him forever
Canada: I feel like I don't even exist
Spain: I crave attention. If I don't have every eye I don't feel seen