Lithuania X Reader ~Sneaking Out~Lithuania X Reader ~Sneaking Out~1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Where is Toris?” Ivan asked from the doorway of the bedroom Eduard and Raivis were playing chess, his large shadow casting over them from the corridor light. The pawn in Raivis’ hand began to tremble ever so slightly as the weight of the question sunk in, and Eduard swallowed thickly before saying, “He’s in the pantry. He wanted to make something to eat.”
“I was just in the pantry,” Ivan coolly lied, waiting for the two of them to buy his bluff. He put on a sweet smile and waited, watching the way the pawn shook in Raivis’ hands as he tried to act natural, setting it down on a black tile, not letting go as the pawn vibrated.
Eduard nudged Raivis’ foot underneath the table to, bringing him back to earth, and then looked back to Ivan, blue eyes cool behind thick lenses earned from many nights on the computer learning about the wonders of the internet and cleared his throat.
“Oh, really? I didn’t know. He must have l
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
SpamanoSpamano3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Spamano Deer in the headlights
'Met a girl in the parking lot,
And all I did was say hello.
Her pepper spray made it rather hard
For me to walk her home,
But I guess that's the way it goes.'
"Hola, Lovi~! I brought you some churros!" Romano's head poked through his window to see the bubbly Spaniard at his door.
"GO AWAY BASTARD!" Spain only looked up and waved, looking completely unnafected by the harsh comment. Romano sighed annoyed, and walked down the stairs, and opened the front door. Just as Spain was walking in, Romano's fist made contact with his stomach.
"Ow! T-That really hurt, Lo-"
"DONT FUCKING CALL ME LOVI! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME! CANT YOU SEE I HATE YOU!?!" Spain looked like he had just been punched in the jaw. But a painful and fake smile spread across his face.
"That's okay! I just wanted you to have these!" Spain's voice craked at the last word as he shoved the plate of churros at Romano as he ran away, hand at his stomach and tears brimming in the edges of his green
Once Again.16 years ago, when I was 9, someone dear to me died, his name was Romano and I know I was probably too young to really understand what love was at that point, but now I do; now I understand that I loved him. I hate that it took me so long to realize, I never got to tell him.Once Again.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Already from age of 5 Romano had been fighting off Cancer, I learned this when I met him for the first time.
I was about 7 when I met him; I was at the hospital to visit my cousin who had just gone through surgery to get her tonsils removed and I ended up getting lost when I had to go to the bathroom. I did find it at some point, after a great deal of looking that is. On my way back though, I ended up getting lost again, so I started to look for someone I could ask for directions, and that's when I saw him.
He was sitting on a chair, hugging his legs and staring out the window. I knew I wasn't allowed to just walk in there, but at that moment I didn't care. I remember the look in his eyes; they looked so <i>
Greece X Reader ~Mission Accomplished~Greece X Reader ~Mission Accomplished~1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It had been a quiet day at the job, and now that your shift was over, you were relaxing. You hadn’t expected him to show up out of the blue like he had, but it was a pleasant surprise anyways, as you saw the bright orange light behind your eyelids darken to blue and black as a shadow crossed over from the stone bench you were lying on.
Eyes opened and you saw Sadiq grinning down at you, his green hood over his head and that tell-tale mask over his face, and the smallest warning sign went off in your head as you remembered the other visitor that had promised to come by when your shift was over.
“Yo, what’s up?” he asked. You smiled, sitting up and groaning, feeling bones crack and muscles stretch, trying to act as natural as you could and get him out of there before he got there. A glance at your watch told you that it was five minutes until he arrived.
“Just taking a nap. What’re you doing over here?” you asked, motioning with your head
You know you're obsessed with hetalia when...You exclaim 'I have invaded America's vital regions kesesesese...' when visiting Florida.You know you're obsessed with hetalia when...3 years ago in Humor More Like This
You cannot stop laughing at a world map.
You tell the bitchy queen bee that her way of talking reminds you of a Polish transvestite.
You actually enjoy history class.
You start imagining every angry German guy you meet with a gay Italian lover.
You squeal at the schools 'clever' way of mixing the leftovers into 'pasta with tomato sauce'
You actually manage to eat the school lunch by imagining that England's the one that cooked it for you.
You yell ''I'm the hero!'' every time you visit McDonalds.
You suddenly have less of a desire to eat Mexican since there's no official picture.
You dress up as a vampire for Halloween, but introduce yourself as Romania's hot sibling.
You think the European song contest is the most romantic thing ever.
You give everyone in your class a 'strange nickname' like Feliciano or Mr. Stick.
You scream ''aaaaah no! The noppera is invading!'' every time you see
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
PoliceArthurXReader-PickpocketPoliceArthurXReader-Pickpocket2 years ago in Romance More Like This
(Name) took in a deep breath. She glanced around, everyone was doing their usual business (Name) dug her hands a little more into her pocket and started walking, trying to act casual. She glanced up for a second her hand sliding towards someone's back pocket, her hand caught hold of the wallet... she'd only take a fiver... to get something to eat. She was so busy she hardly noticed somebody grabbing her wrist. (Name) squeaked, her eyes widening.
"Anything your looking for love?" (Name) stared into the green eyes for a bit, nobody had ever caught her... without thinking she snatched her hand away and started running. She heard somebody yelling behind her, but stopping wasn't an option. Skidding into the ally (Name) stumbled on somebodies foot. She nearly went crashing on her face but that somebody grabbed the back of her hood and pulled her back, pushing her up onto the wall so that her feet were no longer touching the grou
Germany X Reader ~Psychology Lessons~Germany X Reader ~Psychology Lessons~1 year ago in Romance More Like This
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With an angry grunt you snapped the laptop lid down and slammed your head on the table, groaning loudly, pulling the blanket you had draped over your shoulder over your head. This was not going to work.
“Something wrong?” you heard a familiar voice ask. You looked up, lifting your head from under the calming cloak of drowsiness, to see
Ludwig standing in the doorway to the guest room of his house, where you were taking residence for the night as your parents were out of town and wanted you to stay over at a friend’s house.
Boyfriend counted as a friend, right? Right.
You shook your head,
Americax Bullied! Abused! Sick! Reader pt.9Americax Bullied! Abused! Sick! Reader pt.9Americax Bullied! Abused! Sick! Reader pt.92 years ago in Drama More Like This
- What The Hell?!
It was the dead of winter, today was colder than usual but it was never too cold
to get beat up. I was walking to Alfie's house, uncle Luddy came a few days back
but I like to stay at Alfie's for a little, he doesn't seem to care though he
just wants me to be happy.
"Hey Gillie, look who it is....."
Elizabeta pointed to me and had that evil smile on her face.
"Please....Alfie isn't here......"
"Oh? Even better!"
I saw her and the little clique walking over to me and I started to back up but
there was a fountain behind me so I couldn't go anywhere. She started to push me
and I was slowly moving to the fountain.
"Please....why do you always pick on me?"
"Because....you're fun to beat on."
With that she pushed me into the fountain and I was soaked to the bone and so
was all my stuff.
"Eliza, you stupid girl!" Gilbert walked over to me and held a hand out to me. I
was hesitant to take it, he made a smile, something I never thoug
Blank Hetalia OC SheetCountry/City/State Information-Blank Hetalia OC Sheet2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Capital City (if country):
Flag (Coat of Arms):
Biggest Ethnic Group:
Anything on your body that represents your country?:
Potential Love Interest:
APH - SpaMano - Love, AntonioLovi they told me you were in a car crash.APH - SpaMano - Love, Antonio3 years ago in Romance More Like This
They were right; I'm standing by your bedside right now.
Feli was here earlier, but Ludwig took him home. He wouldn't stop crying. I'm not crying, even though I want to; this feels too much like a dream to be real. I'll wake up, and you'll be healthy and happy.
You look angry, even while unconscious. I bet you were cursing out the driver; that's something you'd do. I know because I know you.
Lovi, you should've looked. God, you should've looked. Please, I don't know what I'll do without you.
You need to recover.
I decided to number the days, because you'll want to know how long you were unconscious when you wake up. Because I know you'll wake up you have to.
I slept at the hospital okay, that's a lie. I couldn't sleep, not with you like you are, so I went to your house and got some of your paintings and your drawings. I put them all around your bed this morning, so it's like your home. An imitation.
What He Doesn't Know: DenNor23/08/13What He Doesn't Know: DenNor2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He’s cocky, arrogant, and always so damn cheerful.
I hate the way he smiles and how it makes me feel.
I hate the way I’ll notice how his hair ruffles when a breeze whisks by.
I hate the way his voice sounds and how I practically melt when I hear it.
I hate the way he laughs and how it makes me almost crack a smile every time I hear the obnoxious sound.
I hate the way his eyes crinkle when he looks at me, and I hate how I’ll get lost in them if I’m not too careful.
I hate the way he always looks in the morning before breakfast; his hair’s messy, he’s shirtless, and he smirks all the damn time.
I hate the way he won’t leave us Nordics alone. He’s always bothering Fin and Sverige, but he especially bothers me. And he never leaves my lillebror alone. Ice can never catch a break when that idiot’s around.
But Mathias also has some good qualities. They don’t necessarily cancel the bad ones out, but they hel
100 Ways To Annoy Romano100 Ways To Annoy Romano100 Ways To Annoy Romano3 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Invite Germany over.
2. Give him a stink bomb and tell him it's a new grenade. That way, when he sticks the explosive end in his mouth, the stink bomb will explode on his face.
3. Pull his curl.
4. Call him cute.
5. Do step 4 and then poke his cheeks repetitively and proclaim he is blushing. Even if he isn't, his reaction will be to blush.
6. Tell him Germany made Italy pregnant.
7. Shove him into Spain and watch the fireworks.
8. Invite the Bad Touch Trio over for a party.
9. Steal all of his tomatoes.
10. Paint faces on all of his tomatoes and when he takes a bite make squealing noises as if he is killing the tomatoes.
11. Lock him in a small, dark room with Spain.
12. Dress him in a girls dress.
13. Take pictures of him in said dress and upload onto FaceBook, twitter, MySpace, Tumblr, DeviantArt, YouTube and any other website you can think of.
14. Kidnap him with the help of Fra
England's War ProlougeThe sun sets behind the trees and buildings. Arthur walks into his house. It’s not his house in England that he usually stays at, but as of right now, it is his home. Inside, Alfred and Matthew play with their toy soldiers. The two young boys look up to see Arthur in the doorway.England's War Prolouge2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“ENGLAND!” The boys shout when they see their caregiver.
“How are you two?” England asks as he put his coat away.
“Great now that you are here!” Alfred, otherwise known as America, shouts with glee.
“Can you us a story again tonight?” Matthew, America’s twin brother known as Canada, asks.
“Sure, I guess.” England smiles.
The boys run up stairs to their room and jump into their bed. England follows with a book in his hands. He sits in between the two boys and starts to read.
“Once a upon a time, in a far off land…”
Hetalia Swimming Experience MemeHetalia Swimming Experience Meme2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Choose 10 characters:
1) You are in a outdoor swimming pool and today a lot people are there (actually every country from Hetalia). Well, you lay on your lounger and notice that  and  lays beside your lounger. How will you react?
"The sun beat down on me as I lied in a lounger in the sun, soaking up its rays. I open my eyes long enough to see America and Canada flanking either side of my seat. I gave America a quizzical look, and looked at Canada with a withering stare, 'I thought you guys would go swimming.'
America looked at me with a grin, 'Yeah, but we decided to sit by you, instead. Though it was Canada's idea...' He said, pursing his lips as rolled onto his back and closed his eyes.
I smiled at Canada, at which he flinched and rolled onto his other side, facing away from me. I furrow my brow in confusion, and return my gaze to the bright blue sky above."
[APH] Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous (1)The lifestyles of the rich and famous are always easy, aren't they? All the superstars of the world have the cash, the cars, the houses...it seems like they've got it made, right?[APH] Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous (1)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Antonio Fernandez Carriado. He's the world famous actor that literally everybody knows. He's been in practically every movie you can think of. Your favorite movie? He's in it. You may not know it, but he's there. Wether it's a lead role, a supporting role, or a cameo, he's in there somewhere. His fan base is huge, and ranges from the seven year old down the street, to Grandma. And that Spanish accent of his? Drives them insane.
Gilbert Belischmidt. The rock star who's songs are on every radio station. His new albums hit the top of the charts within hours. Born and raised in Germany, he was classically trained by the famed concert pianist Roderich Edelstein, who wasn't the happiest when Gilbert took his musical talent t
(Not So) Dirty Dancing PrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader(Not So) Dirty Dancing PrussiaxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert Beilschmidt sat sulking on his porch as he waited for one of his only friends to pick him up for (as she described it) a “fun” day out. He was definitely not in the mood to be out having fun, but he couldn’t tell _____ no. They had been childhood friends despite his loner personality, and he had recently started to develop different feelings for her. He couldn’t quite place what this new consciousness was, but it wasn’t normal for him. Gilbert, angry that he could not understand these sensations, got up and began pacing in front of his house. Where the hell is she anyway? Gilbert thought to himself. She said she’d be here ten minutes ago!
As soon as he finished the thought, _____ pulled up alongside the curb in front of his house and got out.
“Hey, Gil,” she sang happily.
“You’re late,” he snapped.
Hetalia X Reader: Kidnapped by freaks ch.1It was just an average ordinary day. The school day just ended so you were walking home. Your mom was always working and she was usually never home. Your dad had died a few years back.Hetalia X Reader: Kidnapped by freaks ch.12 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Finally I'm home that was a long school day." You said to yourself. You threw your school bag on the ground and went to the fridge to get some food.
~some place somewhere else~
"HEY DUDE WHATCHA DOING.?" A man says.
"I am spying on what we think is the new country." Another Man says.
"We are planning on kidnapping her tomorrow" Another guy says.
~back to your P.o.v.~
*Yawn* Ugh it is morning already. I got to go to school again. You get dressed and pack up your school shit and start walking to school.
You are walking to school when all of a sudden there is a hand on your shoulder.
"Hey (y/n) you're coming with me." A man with a British accent says. He had blond hair and big I mean big eyebrows.
"How the hell did you know my name?" You say with a terrified face.
"Not important right now just c
Hetalia X Amnesia!Reader Forgotten Chapter 11Hetalia X Amnesia!ReaderHetalia X Amnesia!Reader Forgotten Chapter 112 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The first thing you see is blinding light shining through your eyes. The next is the agonizing pain in your head. Than nothing. You could not remember anything at all. You were alone and had no idea who you were or where you were- ‘
WAIT? I REMEMBER SOME STUFF! AND I HAVE BEEN IN THIS EXACT SITUATION ALMOST A MONTH AGO!’ You thought to yourself as your thoughts started to clear up.
You jolted out of your bed and saw you were back in the hospital room again.
“You awake aru!” Yao shouted.
“Sunflower!” Ivan shouted and gave you one of the mentioned flowers.
“What happened? And how the heck did I get back here?” You asked.
“Y-you passed o-out. And Lovino freaked out and literally dragged you into his car and drove here with Gilbert while Ludwig and Feliciano found the rest of us and told us what happened.” Mathew said and handed you his bear. “We were all pretty freaked out and w
A Christmas Gift for GermanyGermany sighed as he spotted the Christmas decorations being putd up in the stores nearby. “Damn, zis time of year again,” he grumbled to himself. “Every year the same old thing…”A Christmas Gift for Germany2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Ve?” Italy looked confused as he looked at his friend through closed eyes. “But Christmas is so much fun, Doitsu! You don’t like it…?”
The German sighed. “Vell, it’s fine for some. But it’s not like I ever get any meaningful gifts.” He looked embarrassed at the memory of previous Christmases. “For some reason everyone always assumes that I vant porn magazines. I don’t even read those! So I end up giving zem to Prussia, and I get nothing for Christmas. It happens every year.”
The Italian looked thoughtful. “So if you got a good gift, something that you really like…” he began slowly. He clapped his hands together in sudden excitement. “…Then you’d like Christmas! R
Winter NightsWinter Nights2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Mathias! You bumbling idiot!" Lukas sneered as he stood up in a hurry off the couch.
"I didn't mean too!" Mathias pouted as he picked up the fallen mug.
"Did you really just spill your hot chocolate on Lukas?" you asked the Dane with a raised brow.
"Yes I did!" he stated as Lukas quickly walked away to change.
"And you people wonder why I rarely visit," you mumbled as you sipped your own hot drink.
"We should all go outside!" Tino suggested with a large cheerful grin. His small dog Hana barked in agreement from her spot on the Finn's lap.
"We could make forts and have a snowball fight!" Mathias proclaimed as he stood up on the couch. "Of course my fort will be the best for I am king."
Lukas came by once again and pushed Mathias off the couch. The Dane fell to the ground with a small girlish yelp.
"Berwald! Lukas pushed me!" he childishly pouted.
Berwald rolled his eyes in response. "Idiot," he said.
"I think a snowball fight sounds fun," you smiled as you tried to lighten the mood.
England X Reader ~What's In a Name?~England X Reader ~What's In a Name?~1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Arthur, do you know what your name means?” a curious voice asked from behind a giant book of baby names, wide eyes looking out from above the large, leather bound spine.
He set down his cup of tea in the saucer in his hand, arching an eyebrow. “No. Why?”
“It turns out that neither does history.” You responded, and you flipped around the book and slid it over to him. He inspected the area that had his name in the A’s carefully, but you were right: there was no meaning for the name Arthur.
“That’s not fair,” he huffed, and he slid it back to you, crossing his arms and slumping in his seat. “I’m just as good as the next bloke.”
“We could always make up a meaning for you, y’know.” You suggested, closing the book.
“Why?” he asked. You shrugged. “It might be fun. Besides, I’m done with reading the book.”
“Why were you even reading it?”
You shook your head
A New Year Gift for ItalyGermany sighed as he ran his hand through his hair. He stared at the book Italy had gotten him in frustration. To have given him such a personal gift… The German bit his lip. And all he had done was bought him some pasta. Sure, Italy had seemed happy about that. But now Germany felt like he needed to give Italy something meaningful in return.A New Year Gift for Italy2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Time was running out. It was almost New Years, and if he was going to give him something, he would want it to be before the New Year.
He searched through his closet, trying to find some idea of what to give the Italian. Nothing seemed right. He was just about to give up, when something fell from the top shelf and smacked him on the head.
Scowling in pain, Germany picked up the worn push broom. “Vat is this supposed to be…?” He wondered out loud. He turned the item over in his hands carefully. Faint memories stirred in the back of his mind, but nothing substantial.
He thought he could recall the faint image of