Brotherly Love. [AmericaxCanada] Brotherly Love.Brotherly Love. [AmericaxCanada]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
[America x Canada]
A sigh escaped Alfred as he sat alone in the conference room. His cerulean eyes were slowly gathering tears at his waterlines, causing his vision to blur. When he attempted to blink back the tears, though, they only seemed to fall and stain his blemish free cheeks with their moist trails. His eyes squeezed shut as tightly as possible and his grip on the edge of the table tightened. Trying not to cry these days was taking a lot of his strength.
Alfred remembered a time when he was really happy, and his loud laughter was honestly joyful. Now, though, it only seemed forced. Hi
I Hate MyselfI don't like my body,I Hate Myself5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think it's too fat.
So I painted over my pale skin,
now it's beautiful black.
I hate my hair,
so I cut it all off.
I look in the mirror,
and call myself a jerk.
I poured dye into my eyes,
and tried to cover the blue.
I don't want my body,
I want to be like you.
I hate my voice,
so I refuse to speak.
I hate my muscles,
so I act so weak.
My mouth is so small,
I stitched it shut.
I hate my heart,
so I don't love.
People say I'm changing,
they don't understand.
I don't need help,
I don't need a hand.
I'm perfectly fine!
I'm just like everyone else!
The only difference is,
I hate myself.
Germany x Italy PranksPranks!Germany x Italy Pranks4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Germany came home from the city and was ready relax. With a delicate vase in his hand, Germany walked across his lot and tried to find a good place for the 100,000 dollar item that will be kept out of harms way. And when Germany thinks harm, his mind immediately thinks of Italy. Speaking of Italy made Germany wonder where the twerp was all day, but it really didn't bother him. Germany slowly walked down to his favorite armchair while he observed the fragile glass vase. It's blue colors were gorgeous and worked well with Germany's home. It's nice just relaxing; I could get used to this. Germany thought. Once Germany sat down in his precious chair with his equally precious vase, he flew up in the air!
Germany's home suddenly became a demolition derby! With glass scattered all over the floor, Germany became furious. His cushion was turned into a airbag that someone had set up. As Germany freaked out and tried to find all the pie
Surprise! Rin X (read to find out)I stared out the window one morning, watching the rain fall steadily down. Recently, Act 3 had been released, so I was fading into the background as a whole lot of new Vocaloids took center stage.Surprise! Rin X (read to find out)10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Len walked into our bedroom. "Hey, Rin," he said, stretching and yawning a little. "that one kid, what was his name? Olive? Or something, well, his first song was released today."
"Oh," I said, turning to face him. "Cool."
I paused and looked back at him. "And it's Oliver."
Len gave me a confused look. "Why do you care? I mean, he's nice and all, but really? What, do you have a crush on him or something?"
I quickly turned away from my brother. " No," I said, trying to stay calm.
He shrugged. "Whatever. Maybe we could become friends, kinda like having a younger brother instead of an annoying twin sister!"
I tossed an orange at him. "Len!"
Until the Day I die Brother - Prussia and GermanyUntil the Day I die Brother - Prussia and Germany3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This story is based on the Hetalia Cosplay video "Untill the Day I die", preformed by VandettACosplay on youtube. I absolutely adore their Hetalia CMV videos. They also allow others to write stories based on their videos so this is what my story is. All credit goes to VandettA though. If you haven't seen it you re really missing out because it is awesome, you can watch it here:
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Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart
Prussia blinked his tired red eyes open, he sat up fast, panting and out of breath. He reached up slowly and pushed his silver-white hair out of his face that was sticking to his forehead due to the fact that he had been sweating like crazy. This 'Awesome' country was constantly haunted by nightmares, bad nightmares, sometimes he would even wake up screaming for the Holy Roman Empire. He would just brush the
GermanyxItaly Germany sat on his bed, tears softly caressing his face. "Italy...why must you be so cute?"GermanyxItaly5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Italy was always so happy-go-lucky and liked everyone. Now if only he could love Germany.
He wanted to hold the small man in his arms, like a true friend. But they were in the middle of a war and Italy needed training.
"Italy's survival over my wishes," Germany reminded himself. "If something happened to him..." he shook his head. "I could never forgive myself."
"Doitsu!" Italy called cutely from the kitchen. "Lunch is ready!"
Germany stood and brushed the tears from his eyes. He'd look proud and pulled together in front of Italy. He would. He absolutely would.
"Doitsu?" Italy sounded worried as Germany swirled pasta around his fork.
"Are you okay? You haven't eaten your pasta or your potatoes!"
Germany X Italy: The List Germany pulled a box out of the closet. It was a dusty old box that looked as if it were going to fall apart and turn to dust any second now. Germany set it on his bed, being careful not to set it down too hard. He pulled the flaps open, just to have a cloud of dust blow up into his face. He waved the dust away and looked into the box. It was full of old photos, papers, books, and so much more.Germany X Italy: The List4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He sifted through a pile of papers that were placed on top of everything. He set them aside, seeing that there wasn't much importance to the papers right now. He pulled out pictures of him and Prussia. He set them aside, not wanting to think about Prussia right now. Germany sighed. "Prussia Why do I have so many pictures of us ." More photos of him and Prussia came out, as well as pictures of him with his grandfather, Germania. He set them all aside, yet again, they were of no importance right now.
Germany x Italy Christmas timeIt was that time of year again when everyone got all festive for Christmas, each country with their own special ways and traditions. Italy was currently outside in the front of the house him and the others shared, it was just himself currently; the other two countries out doing their business and plans. He was decorating the house and he had a fuzzy little snow hat on his head as he was just putting lights everywhere for now. He smiled a bit at himself, he would go all out, and he was excited for this holiday like anything else that was all cheery. He was always this way, when the holidays came around he was ready for it and decorated but this was his first time with Germany and Japan...it would be special.Germany x Italy Christmas time6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As he hung lights around he heard boots behind him squish in the snow and he looked back with a smile already knowing who it was, "Germany!" He said happily. "Do you like the lights?" he asked laughing a little at all the ones he had already finished. "Italy...what are you doing? De
Wurst And Pasta (Fem!Germany x Italy) REQUESTWurst And Pasta (Fem!Germany x Italy) REQUEST2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Ve~! Louise!” my boyfriend, Feliciano Vargas, yelled. He suddenly burst through my bedroom door with me in nothing but my underwear.
“Feliciano!” I said, trying to cover myself up with a towel.
Feli gasped, panicked for a whiile, then covered his eyes with both hands. “Ve~ I’m-a sorry, Louise! I-a didn’t know you were changing!”
“Just—Just stay like that for a vile! A-And don’t move!” I said, feeling myself blush. I hurriedly put on a pair of boxer shorts and a gray t-shirt. I sat down on my bed. “You can look now, Feliciano…” I said.
Feli made a gap between his fingers before removing his
APH-Germany x ItalyIt had always been comfortable spending time with Germany, but today Italy could sense the tension and worry radiating from the bigger man.APH-Germany x Italy5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'What's wrong, Germany?' he asked anxiously, touching his hand to Germany's cheek.
To his surprise, his partner cringed away from him, and sat up quickly.
Italy sat up as well.
'I'm sorry,' Germany said awkwardly. He looked away, refusing to meet Italy's eyes. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking, but it wasn't good. That was obvious.
When he finally looked back, his blue eyes looked like they'd been chipped from ice.
'I guess I'm not used to spending so much time around other people,' he said, and his voice was cold.
His tone was so different from before that Italy forced his sleepy happiness away and frowned in confusion.
'I usually don't associate myself with filthy idiots so much as well.'
There was a silence in which Germany locked his eyes with Italy's and wouldn't let them go.
'W-What did you say, Germany?'
'You heard me right, Ita
GermanyxItaly - IntoxicatedGermany x Italy - IntoxicatedGermanyxItaly - Intoxicated4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Germany was once again annoyed to find that he could not concentrate on his work. Normally, he would give his workload his full attention and finish it in quick succession, and then he would concentrate on even more work. He liked being productive; it made him feel useful when he managed to complete his paperwork on time and get praised for it. Lately though, he wasn't being very productive. No, this one thought had been swimming around in his mind for a while, washing away any other thoughts. This thought was Italy. Of course he'd thought of Italy before; he usually wondered such things as whether or not he was safe, and what way was the best way to teach him to tie his laces; but he'd never thought about him this much before, and it was driving him insane. He ended up getting worried out of his mind for Italy's safety, and concerned as to whether Italy would ever tie his laces by himself, thus becoming independent (Though Germany didn't really mind Italy
GerIta - RecognitionWarning: Follows the HRE = Germany theory. Don't like, don't read.GerIta - Recognition3 years ago in Romance More Like This
For Ludwig, this was increasingly obnoxious.
No - not just obnoxious. Obnoxious and unsettling. Disconcerting. And awfully god damn confusing. It seemed to defy every aspect of Feliciano's apparent personality and to have no underlying cause, that Ludwig could see. But there had to be one. Why couldn't he see it?
As Ludwig's colleague, Feliciano had always been a bit... clingy. He'd hang off of him and hide behind him, pick him flowers, joke around, and attempt to have a good time, especially when trying to blow off work. This was both annoying and subtly endearing to Ludwig, who placed training above all else, but might have been willing to... rearrange his priorities for the right person.
So he did. But it brought a lot of unexpected change.
Now, as... as partners, Feliciano acted noticeably differently. There were still plenty of moments when he acted just as one would expect - peppy, affectionat
caughtwhen I was youngercaught4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I used to chase boys
across the schoolyard
and carve their names into
the darkest depths of
my makeshift diaries;
I thought they were my
best kept secrets,
tucked away under the
corners of my mattress
(or so I thought until my mother
asked me exactly who
jonathan was and why
my tongue tripped
over his name.)
as I entered
my ripe and pungent
teenage years full of angst
and peer pressure
I found myself falling
or rather flailing
madly into love,
which the first one is
always the messiest
because we’re still not
quite sure what love is
except that it makes your
chest feel tight and
sitting in class next to your now
needless to say he was
neither the first nor last
boy to play with my heartstrings.
but now as I sit on the edge
of adulthood my feet dangling
precariously off its ledge,
the names and faces that
used to line the margins
of my notebooks
have faded to fond memories
and I’ve found myself
2P!Headcannon: England2P!England Headcannon2P!Headcannon: England3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Very chipper and upbeat, very rarely showing his "dark" or "insane" side.
Quick to use voilence on any offender
Has gone insane from terminally being alone
His insanity is what keeps him terminally alone and drives people away from him.
Drugs reader-chan by using his cupcakes as a cameo.
Very good at baking sweets.
Strong when in a fist or knife fight.
Can be timid when things go wrong.
Reacts childishly when told to do something he does not wish to do, such as having temper tantrums or pitching a fit.
Drugs reader-chan in his/her sleep
Reason/Motive to drug people is because "They have more fun that way~!" or "There are a lot more smiles when people eat my 'special cupcakes.'"
Reasons to drug reader-chan
~Makes them "have more fun"
~Keeps them in a blissful state
~Reader-chan is blisfully ignorant of 2P!England's dreadful motives while on drugs.
Kills people that he is "done" or "through" with.
Dresses in bright shad
Italy and Romano on OmegleItaly and Romano on Omegle3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Stranger: Ciao bastardo.
You: Ciao! Is this Romano?
Stranger: No this is santa dammit.
You: Oh....HI FINLAND~
Stranger: I'M NOT FINLAND IDIOT. Feliciano why are you so stupid?
You: Yup you're Romano alright!
Stranger: Goddamn how are we related? Honestly, I swear you're adopted.
You: But Romano we look the same, have the same grandpa so we have to be family~
Stranger: But I have open eyes like a sane person. And if we're related then why don't we both love Germans?
You: Love Germans? Oh you mean Germany! We're friends cause he's nice and protects me!
Stranger: He's not nice. He's just a giant potato that's going to attack you in your sleep, Feli. Next time you take a seista or anything you better be careful Feli. I don't want to be the person whose little brother was retarded enough to get eaten by a potato.
You: We're not in Japan, fratello. Food isn't mutated here, so I don't think i'll get eaten by a potato~
Stranger: ...He had a bad wurst or whatever and it made him a potato. Feli,
RussiaxReader You Saved Me Part 1“COME ON ____ OPEN THIS DANM DOOR NOW!!!!” Screamed your now X boyfriend Alfred as he tried to break down your bedroom door.RussiaxReader You Saved Me Part 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
“NO, THIS IS THE 5TH TIME YOU CHEATED ON ME IM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU BREAKING MY HEART GO AWAY FOREVER! I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU EVER AGAIN! DIE IN A HOLE FOR ALL I CARE!!!” You scream back hiding under the covers of your bed. The loud banging on the door stop at first there was no noises but your soft wempering.
“Fine I will go now but don’t think this isn’t over ____ your mine forever” He claimed and with a huff you’re heard your front door slam shut and a loud car driving off. You just laid there thinking about everything Alfred as done to hurt you. He was all ways with other girls and yet he claimed that you were the only one that mattered, and yet he was never there for you when you needed him, and he never said that he loved you. It made you so mad and sick to think about all the good times to two h
France X Female! Reader: Forgotten LoveFrance X Female! Reader: Forgotten LoveFrance X Female! Reader: Forgotten Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bonjour, my name is Francis Bonnefoy, but all my friends know me as France. What I’m about to tell you all actually happened when I couldn’t remember who I was.
~At Le petite café~
We were both sitting at an outdoor table at the café; I was happily gazing at my little Juliet. After she took a sip of for coffee, she noticed me staring at her.
“Francis, what are you staring at?” she asked.
“Just how beautiful you are, my Juliet.” I answered.
She sighed and told me, “I told you a million times, my name is not Juliet.”
I chuckled and told her that it was my little nickname for her; she blushed a little and gave me a smiled. I then gave her a smile and suddenly, a man came up to us from behind her.
My Juliet quickly looked at him and said, “Richard!!”
I got up and was about to ask him what he was doing, he quickly pulled something out and next thing I knew, I was laying on the g
32. Sleepless Night'Why is it so damn cold tonight?'32. Sleepless Night5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A very disgruntled German tossed in his bed, trying to cover himself in blankets. It was absolutely freezing outside and, to his dismay, a certain Italian had crawled into bed beside him and decided to make a cocoon out of his blankets. Ludwig could swear he felt frostbite setting in to the tips of his toes and he wriggled them furiously.
'Damn it, Feliciano... don't you have your own blankets?'
The blonde grumbled German profanities under his breath and rolled onto his side, to stare at Feli and the window behind him. Despite the cold, there were no clouds. The moon and stars were sparkling beautifully and illuminating the slumbering Italian. Ludwig smiled softly and admired the man before him.
Ludwig's ears pricked as he heard a mysterious sound and he sat up slowly, looking around. There was nothing to be seen. He flopped back down, his head hitting the pillow. He glanced back over to Feli, the sight numbing his annoya
GerItaSome days I just can't help it. My mind drifts off, even during training, getting lectured by my boss. It always wanders to the Italian. The happy, go-lucky Italian. He's useless, loves pasta, but I can't help but love it. It's practically impossible to live without him. His hapiness makes me happy. I've never admitted it, but I love him. Sure, we're only supposed to be allies, but I think there is something more. And sure, his brother, Romano, wouldn't agree, but hey, it's a choice I have to make. Feliciano... It's a breath of fresh air. He brings joy to even the most depressing day. Useless, useless Italy... Here, I sigh, wondering how I ever joined up with someone so sweet. He is my only friend, the only one who keeps me going on my worst day. I hate when I yell at him, leaving him even more scared than he probably is of me. Sometimes I wish to wrap my arms around him and hug him, but that's not in my character description. I really do have a softer side than you may see me as. NowGerIta5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kiku/Japan: Let's meet again, under the sakura (1)Kiku/Japan: Let's meet again, under the sakura (1)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kirate = Viinasu younger sister (age 13)
Viinasu = (age 15)
Kiku = (age 16)
“No! Kiku! Don’t go!”
A little girl sobbed as she clung to a young boy with raven-black hair.
“I’m sorry… Viinasu. But… I don’t have a choice. I promise that I will come back after 10 year. And I will meet you under this sakura tree, okay?”
“Sniff… okay.” She held up her finger to the boy.
“Pinky promise ok? Promise me that you will come back to me no matter what.”
“Yeah. I promise that I will come back Viinasu. No matter what.”
The boy replied with a smile as he hooked his finger to the little girl’s finger.
~~~~11 years later~~~~~
“Viinasu nee-san! Get your lazy butt up now!” Kirate screamed angrily at me while holding a spatula in one hand.
I awoke lazily with a groan as I dragged my tired body out of bed. “Ugh~ I know I know. I’m up Kirate.”
-APH- That's Not PastaThe day started rather unexpectedly for Feliciano.-APH- That's Not Pasta6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Usually he would wake up next to his big brother, Lovino, peeling him off of his arm and telling him to put some clothes on. Then, he would sleep in for a bit more, and then head off to Ludwig's house. After he was there, he would make pasta for him, whether he liked it or not.
And he liked it. He made sure of that.
But, instead of getting a greeting from his brother, he was woken by the sound of his phone ringing loudly. Feliciano sat up straight, having been awoken by a rather nice dream (Him and Ludwig were having an adventure in pasta-land), and he instead got the rather loud and shrill voice of-
"Hey! Italy! Feliciano! Come on over to my house! Let's hang out and play video games today~" Alfred. Feliciano was not really in the mood to go all the way over the Atlantic that this early time (not even siesta yet!), especially if it meant not making pasta for Ludwig. And it was ravioli day too
"Veeee, I don't know " Felician
Castaway Germany x Italy"Germany! Germany! Look what I found!" Italy held up a conch up to Germany's face.Castaway Germany x Italy4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Italy! Stop being a lazy nuisance and work!" Germany fumed at the small man. Pulling away, Italy looked at the colorful conch and found his reflection staring right at him. Before Italy could respond, Germany was already talking to Japan. Although they had been stuck on the island for a day, Japan and Germany were in survival mode.
Italy felt like he could barely talk to Germany anymore without a cruel snap back. Looking back on all of their memories together, Italy realized that Germany never really felt a strong friendship between the two. Perhaps, their friendship was just a ruse so that way Germany could use Italy and the other way around. But what was there to use? A shadow seemed to loom over Italy even though there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Would it be better for Germany if I wasn't here? Italy pondered the thought and wanted to believe that wasn't the answer. However, no matter what he
RussiaxReader You Saved Me Part 2 “ALFRED PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW” You scream as Alfred throws you over his shoulder and carried out your small apartment and outside.RussiaxReader You Saved Me Part 22 years ago in Drama More Like This
“Why call me Alfred that name is so long and strange, just call me Al baby.” Alfred smirked as he throws you in the back of his black Cadillac and shut the top on you.
“God this man has gone crazy” you panicked out loud as you bang the top of the trunk trying to find a way out.You couldn’t see an inch from your face in the blackness.
“He has to have something in back here” you started to feel around for something, anything that could get you out of this man’s car. As you felt around you didn’t find anything.
“I wonder if he cleaned this out before he throws me in” you wonder as the car hit a bump causing you to hit your head on the roof, you could tell that the car was starting t