Apocalyptic - GERITAFandom: HetaliaApocalyptic - GERITA2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: GerIta (Germany/Italy)
“Germany! Germany, you’re home! Doitsu!”
The little Italian squeals in the doorway, voice gaining pitch with each eager syllable. In fact, the German stood on the other side of the doorframe is pretty sure that his younger friend is reaching the limits of where only dogs can hear his accented cries. But that in no way mars the fact that he, the German, is home and now he can get back to looking after the clumsy little Italian like only he can.
Before Germany can even walk through the door of his home, he has a chestful of sobbing Italian clinging to him as though nothing else matters. Quite used to Italy’s simultaneous outbursts of emotion by now, the taller man simply strokes his back, savouring the feeling of his best friend in his arms; the feeling of home.
“Why are you crying, Italia?” A deep baritone questions, allowing concern to drip into his voice as he feels Italy trembling
GerIta -- NightmareWarning: Slash pairing.GerIta -- Nightmare3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Italy didn't consider himself a slave to routine. Even though Germany would get upset and yell at him whenever he showed up late or skipped out on training altogether, the auburn-haired nation couldn't bring himself to care. He liked sometimes staying in for breakfast or skipping down to the coffee shop; he liked sometimes stopping to pick flowers or chat with pretty girls; he liked sometimes taking a siesta or going into town for the afternoon. Every day was a little bit different, and Italy was happy to have variety.
But even amongst the random variables of his day, one aspect never changed that Germany would go to bed at exactly 10:00 in the evening and, once Italy was sure he was asleep, he'd get into bed next to him and sail off into a dreamland of his own. And Italy's dreams were practically never sad nowadays, so the Italian always had something to look forward to.
The night had started off normal enough at about 10:30 PM Italy starte
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. NowGerIta4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
RomanoxHomeless!Reader: Open Arms (Part 2)RomanoxHomeless!Reader: Open Arms (Part 2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
They brought you downtown to a medium sized Italian restaurant that you had seen many times before and had heard good reviews about, but had never actually gotten around to trying out for yourself. They brought you in through the backdoor and led you through the kitchen and to a small hall that had two doors on either of the walls. Lovino opened the door on the left side, and inside there was a flight of stairs. You followed the boys up the stairs to a trapdoor that looked like it led to the attic. Lovino pulled the door down and helped the ladder come down slowly, and then all three of you climbed up.
When you got up into the room, you looked around. There were old curtains hanging on the windows and the lights were out, so it was kind of dark. It was a bit dusty and dirty in some places, but for the most part it looked pretty clean. The kitchen and living room were empty except for the kitchen appliances, sink and counter, and through an open door in a sma
Ich Liebe Dich auch, mein Schuler -GerIta-Rain thundered down outside the café, rattling the windows as it hit them. The sky was gloomy and grey, perfectly matching the atmosphere inside the building. The lights were dim, the walls and furniture a deep, oak brown, giving the entire café a miserable aura, which reflected in the emptiness of it. There were only 3 people in the café; a young barista, cleaning tea cups, and hoping for at least a little more business in this dreadful weather; a lone student who sat at the back, brightly coloured headphones covering his ears, studying, while bobbing his head to the sound of Iron Maiden, the faint buzz of which could be heard throughout the silent café. The last person was a man of Aryan descent, sitting alone at a table at the front of the café, next to the window. He occasionally glanced up at the clock on the wall, taking sips of his coffee between those glances, but otherwise, his amethyst eyes were fixated on the street outside. As the time tickedIch Liebe Dich auch, mein Schuler -GerIta-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Christmas - GerIta"So that concludes the world conference! Are there any final words?" Alfred asked.Christmas - GerIta4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Francis stood up. "We should do this again, non? It's not often we can get together."
Based on how the meeting had turned out, that didn't seem like such a good idea to anyone...well, except
"How about at Christmas?" suggested Tino, who had been silent the entire meeting.
No one ever wanted to refuse the shortest Nordic country. Nobody spoke for a long time. Berwald decided to break the silence by saying "It's a good idea." This was followed by mumbles of agreement from everyone else.
"We should do it at mine and Matthew's place!" Alfred suggested. "It's the biggest, apart from Ivan's, but it's not as cold!"
Whoever wanted to disagree with the American at that point was crazy. And so, it was decided that there would be a party for all the nations on the 25th of December of t
EnglandxReaderxAmerica: The Deal (Part 5)EnglandxReaderxAmerica: The Deal (Part 5)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
~*Thursday, Day #4*~
Today went according to schedule just like the last three days. Arthur was at the bus stop again. He walked you to school, and complimented you on your choice of outfit, even though it was just a nice (fav/color) blouse and a pair of skinny jeans. Alfred was waiting for you by your locker. He took your backpack from you and walked you to your classes. You met with Arthur again for lunch. The two boys argued over stupid things and you listened to them, laughing and rolling your eyes at their rivalry. After lunch, Arthur took over the carrying of your backpack and walking you to classes. When it was all over, you met both boys at your locker once again.
“So, dudette, are you ready for our super radical study date?” Alfred asked excitedly, a childish grin plastered on his face.
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you replied, laughing.
Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta-Summary: It's Ludwig's turn to host Christmas dinner, when he and Feliciano get caught under the mistletoe. What follows is a bit of a surprise to the other nations.Mistletoe Dinner -GerIta-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: Germany/N. Italy
Laughter filtered through the slightly open door, and Ludwig smiled a bit. He had been chosen as the host for this year's Christmas get together, and all their friends were gathered in his dining room as he and Feliciano bustled around the kitchen. A few others had tried to get in to help, but were quickly dissuaded by the reactions of the two countries. A wooden spoon and baster could be very effective weapons.
"Hey, West! Is the food done yet?"
Ludwig rolled his eyes and called back, "Almost! Just a few minutes more!"
Feliciano spun and handed him a platter with the appetizers. "Here, Ludwig. Bring these in while I put the finishing touches on the dinner."
He carefully balanced the platter as he pushed open the door. "Will you be fine with the "
"Ve, of course I'll be fine! I've
AmericaxReader: California Screamin'AmericaxReader: California Screamin'1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You gazed up at the towering roller coaster above you. One-hundred-and-twenty feet high with a drop of one-hundred-and-ten feet. It accelerated from zero to fifty-five miles per hour in four seconds. It was six-thousand-and-seventy-two feet long, and it had a huge loop in the middle of it. California Screamin'. You'd done your homework.
When you'd won an all-expenses-paid trip to Disneyland in California, the happiest place on Earth, of course you'd been absolutely ecstatic. You were almost literally bouncing off the walls with excitement and you couldn't stop giggling and squealing for days. However, your extreme happiness was cut a bit short, as you had let yourself get roped into making a bet with your friends Francis, Antonio and Gilbert. They were making you go on the one ride you'd always been afraid of. California Screamin'.
Ever since you
Regret (Chapter 15)Regret (Chapter 15)1 year ago in Horror More Like This
There was no denying that the first sensation he felt was the thudding headache and several sharp small pains around his body from the multiple cuts. But what he wasn’t expecting was a lightly warm pressure wrapped around him. Slowly, he opened his eyes, his blurred vision coming into focus to the blank ceiling above him. He raised his head very slightly, not having to go far to see his blankets on top of him and that he was back in his room.
Wait, back in his room? He was on top of the building last. Did he survive the fall? Or—
He suddenly tensed as the memory of what happened the night before began coming back to him, especially of the moment right before he passed out.
Italy… he was alive? No, that’s impossible.
But he felt his hand.
But was still stranded in the ocean. There’s no possible way.
With a grunt, he pushed himself up, rubbing his head gingerly and grimaced as his bare hand went through his greasy hair. Yuck, he needed to shower. He pulled
Every Night (GerIta)Every Night (GerIta)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The table is set for two but once again Ludwig eats alone. His wurst is tasteless and the pasta he attempted to make is cold and covered in a watery layer of sauce. It’s silent in the house; so much so that’s it’s practically maddening. He lets out a heavy sigh as he stands, his chair scraping against the tile floor. He doesn’t bother washing his plate when he puts it in the sink. As he walks into the hallway from the kitchen he stops at the small table near the staircase. The machine sitting atop it says that he has four missed messages. A small beep sounds as he presses play.
“Saturday April 27th 11 a.m. Yo! West! Listen; come out for a few beers with me! It would be good to get out, talk to some people. Everyone is wo-” Delete. His brother meant well, but it was best for him to keep out of it.
“Tuesday April 30th 7 p.m. Germany-san, it is Japan. Wourd you rike to come over for tea? Maybe we courd tark about some thing
A Ring on His FingerSummary: Germany wakes up and finds an engagement ring on his finger. Cue fluff.A Ring on His Finger3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Germany woke to the bright sunlight of morning. He sat up and stretched, reveling in the feeling of knowing today was his day off. He may love to work, but even he could admit he needed a break every now and then.
Ludwig glanced over at the empty side of the bed and sighed. It was such a shame that Feli had to work today. Usually they had the same days off, but Feliciano's boss had called the night before and almost demanded he come to work. Oh well, he could certainly manage to entertain himself for a day.
He rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. After brushing his teeth and pulling on a pair of sweatpants, he went to the mirror and started shaving. He couldn't stand stubble, and neither could Feliciano. Neither of them liked the scratchy feel of it against their skin.
Of course, that never stopped Feliciano from always stealing shaving cream and making
GermanyXReader Guilty Part 2GermanyXReader Guilty Part 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
“I’m telling you Ludwig she’s innocent!” Feliciano wailed. There was a moustache of foam on top of his mouth. He was drinking to make himself feel better- drinking hot chocolate that is. However it wasn’t working. Not this time.
“Couldn’t you hear the misery in her-a voice?” he looked ‘determined’ for a while. “I will prove her innocent” he promised.
“Good luck Feliciano” Ludwig grumbled stirring his coffee. His friend blinked at him.
“Aren’t you going to help-a me Ludwig?” he asked looking slightly confused.
“She’s a prisoner Feliciano” Ludwig gave a sigh taking a sip from his cup. He stared at his friend to see his reaction.
“She’s an innocent-a girl Ludwig, she can’t be much younger than us” Feliciano snapped.
“Her looks are fooling you” Ludwig comment
My cupcakeMy cupcake 11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Doting 2p england father obsessed reader
I relaxed against the chair as my papa brushed my (h/c) hair and hummed. I glanced out the window, and saw the sun shining brightly. The room was painted a bright blue, and had silver stripes. I heard birds chirping and the wind blew into my room causing the curtains to sway. I felt a slight tug and looked at my papa through the mirror. His strawberry blonde hair neatly brushed, his bright blue eyes focused and the speckles of pink glimmering, all while his
Hetalia x Shingeki no Kyojin Crossover FanFicShingeki no Kyojin x Hetalia Crossover FanFicHetalia x Shingeki no Kyojin Crossover FanFic2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Wall Maria has fallen, mankind had to retreat in order to survive. Every last of the elite troops was needed to hold the Titans back as long as possible for the population to be evacuated. However, there was not enough soldiers for this huge amount of Titans. Countless people are now in danger of getting eaten.
"RUN!!" screaming voices hall through the empty streets of the city. Empty, except for the Titans that invade them. The Recon Corps are fighting at the very front, trying to kill as many Titans as possible before they break through to the fleeing population. Most of the Defense Corps members who were in the front of the walls have been already eaten, a few made it to escape and reach the supporting Recon Corps. One of them, being Switzerland.
"God damn it.. At this rate, I wont make it out alive. Theres just too many.." He looks at his hands, holding two blades as every soldier does. "I am not good with these damn things.
Frozen (USUK)(there's a bit of language but not much so I don't wanna put a warning on it)Frozen (USUK)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Alfred woke up in the middle of the night, freezing. He lay in his bed for a few minutes, shivering, until a particularly large shudder drove him to action. He jumped up, cursing at the temperature, and dashed to the hall to get extra blankets. He grabbed three and then bolted back to his bed. He flung the blankets over the existing covers and shimmied into another pair of fuzzy pajama pants before burrowing under the mass. He was still cold and shivering at first, but a few minutes later he warmed up a bit and fell asleep.
The morning wasn't much better. By that time it was nice and toasty under the covers and Alfred basked in it for a while before finally going out. When he did, the cold hit him like a punch to the stomach.
"Frick frick fucking shit it's cold!"
He darted over to his closet and flung out a pair of warm pants and a long-sleeved shirt. Then he dove back under the covers for another minu
Germany X Reader PapaIt was late at night. You were kneeling on your bed and stared outside through the window, your head supported by both your arms. Ludwig was still nowhere, he was working late again. You sighed and quietly continued listening to the gentle rain that was hitting the street. It was completely dark in your room, your only source of light was the streetlamp not so far from your window.Germany X Reader Papa2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was weird how you waited for him like a lost child everytime he came home late. He told you many times to go back to bed at times like this but you didn't care, there was no way you would have gone to sleep without him.
Soon a shadow appeared on the street, the shadow you had been expecting. You immediately jumped up and ran downstairs to the door. "Hi!" You almost jumped on him in excitement when he entered the house. "Hallo Liebe." He smiled and patted your head. "You should be sleeping." "You know I can't without seeing you first." You pouted and he leaned down to you to kiss you quickly. "Go to bed, I
RomanoxHomeless!Reader: Open Arms (Part 1)RomanoxHomeless!Reader: Open Arms (Part 1)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"For God's sake, would you shut up already? You've been talking nonstop ever since we set out!" Lovino shouted, highly annoyed with his brother Feliciano.
"But Lovi! I haven't finished my story yet!" Feliciano protested, pouting slightly.
"Maybe I'd be more inclined to listen to you if you weren't talking so fast, and you weren't shouting at the top of your lungs!" Lovino hissed.
"Alright, I'll go slower," Feliciano agreed, and then continued rambling; albeit slower and quieter than before.
As Lovino listened half-heartedly to his brother's tale, his eyes wandered to a young woman who was sitting under a tree a little ways away. Something about her intrigued him, though he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
She wasn't the prettiest thing he'd ever seen. In fact, quite the opposite. Her (h/l) (h/c) hair was frizzy, messy, and looked like it hadn't been brushed or washed in days. Her tired (e/c) eyes had dark circles under them, and she was wearing a ve
FrUK .:Laughter Lines:.You took me to your favorite placeFrUK .:Laughter Lines:.1 year ago in Drama More Like This
To see the tree they cut down
Ten years from your birth
Our fingers traced in circles
Round its history
We brushed our hands right back in time
As you held
"Hey, Frog!" Arthur shouted at Francis as the young Frenchman walked down the street, towards his house, which was only a few feet away from Arthur's.
"Oui?" Francis replied, looking up at the young Brit and smiling softly.
"I wanna show you something!" Arthur yelled, running from his porch to join Francis where he was walking on the sidewalk.
"Show me something? What is it?" Francis inquired curiously.
"It doesn't matter right now. Just come with me," Arthur commanded. Before Francis could prote
New waiter || Male!Liechtenstein x Reader [LT]A smile was present on your lips as you walked up to your favourite café Sweet Amoris .New waiter || Male!Liechtenstein x Reader [LT]1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It was small and kind of hidden but still popular, many people came as couples, single customers or just a few who wanted do some work on their laptop in peace.
Work for today was finally done and you were about to give the shop its daily visit.
You were so often there that you were known by all the workers and the boss cherished your presence, which was kind of good because you were paying less money for the stuff you bought there.
Even though it were only a few cent…
Damn that Swiss man and his Swiss-man-ness!
So you finally entered the café, making the bell of the door jingle in progress, and took the overwhelming scent of coffee and sweets in by taking a deep breath. Sighing happily with closed eyes, you walked over to your standard spot and sat down on the comfy red chair, letting your arms rest one the chair’s ones.
You looked around and noticed happy faces
RusAme ~The Mathryoshkas Hold my Love~ He lived in the apartment across the street. The man with the ocean blue eyes that sparkled like sapphires and the dirty blond hair that looked as soft as puppy fur. The man with the laugh that could only be described as musical. The man with the smile that could light up New York City. Mister Alfred "Fantastic" Jones. The love of Ivan's life.RusAme ~The Mathryoshkas Hold my Love~1 month ago in Romance More Like This
He always had his living room window open, and Ivan could see him through his own living room window. He made a conscious effort not to stare at Alfred's window too often, but every once in a while, he found that he absolutely could not help himself. He'd end up staring out of his living room window and into Alfred's apartment, watching him play his video games or do whatever else he happened to be doing in the living room at that time.
Alfred never seemed to notice him, but that was okay. It was probably for the best. Ivan was sure that Alfred would think him to be a creep if he ever caught the Russian m
MorningSummary: Germany wakes up pinned under several bodies. He is not amused. Fluff.Morning3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairings: GerIta, Spamano. Prussia & France friendship.
Germany groaned as he came to. His head was pounding, and his limbs felt rather heavy. He tried to shift away from the sliver of light coming through the curtains, but found that he couldn't move anything except his head.
'Ugh, Italy must have snuck into my bed again...'
He reluctantly opened his eyes, but instead of being met with Feliciano's brown locks his eyes found disheveled silver instead. He sputtered as Gilbert snuggled into his right arm.
"G-Gilbert, what are you doing in my bed?!"
Bleary crimson eyes were revealed as his eyelids fluttered open. "Hmm? Why are you in my bed, West? You haven't come here since you were little."
Germany glared and tried to free his arm, but Prussia only gripped it harder. He gave up and just left it where it was.
"You are in my bed, Gilbert."
"Huh?" He glanced around. "So I am."
Arthur - OneshotArthur - Oneshot1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alfred had been seated in a coffee shop, aside the window next to the big main street, sipping on his freshly made latte when he had seen him across the street.
The American boy didn’t know why or how, but for some reason his eyes were pulled towards the other. He couldn’t help but continue staring as the other stood on the pavement, back facing the opposite wall, guitar loosely around his shoulders. In general Alfred didn’t think of himself as a creeper of any sorts or one to look at others a lot; to be honest he had never really looked at anyone like this before.
People were fun to look at, but none were attractive enough to get from “you look nice” to “I love you” or anything, if outer image was even related to romance. The young blond shook is head shortly at his drifting thoughts, as he continued to focus on the man across the street.
The other was obviously singing and playing his guitar, guitar ca
2p!F.A.C.E. x child!reader- She's...alright(ch.18)"B-but anyway! I think me and her are gonna be great friends now!"2p!F.A.C.E. x child!reader- She's...alright(ch.18)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You two would make the greatest friends! She even looks a bit like you, dear", your dad pointed out.
You freeze. "Really?"
"Well yes. You didn't notice?"
"Not really...", you gasp loudly then grab your dad's hand. "What if we're related?! What if! W-what if like uhm...Al! Al is her real daddy then like she's my niece?!!"
"You always get carried away and go into unrealistic shit!", Al told you.
"You said the same thing about (ragazza) and look!...She is alive and freaking well! You just know you're her daddy and won't say anything about it", you crossed your arms and looked elsewhere as Al proceeded to yell at you.
"She's not mine, damn it! I never touched her mom!"
You looked at him suspiciously. "Uh-huh. Likely story! Sounds like you two were a little too close for just a business relationship"
"You're looking too deep into it"
"Nu-uh! You were extra nice to (ragazza's) mom. I can tell by the way you talked to her"