I want to tell you a story"I want to tell you a story."I want to tell you a story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Germany looked up at his brother, tilting his head back to better see Prussia as he towered over the small boy. Lowering himself to the ground, Prussia mimicked his younger brother's posture, wrapping his arms around his legs and resting his chin on his knees.
"Once, a long time ago, there was a small boy and his younger brother. They lived together with their father, but when their father was killed by a wolf, the two boys were taken in by their oldest brother.
"In his house, the boy decided to fight the children of the wolf, so left his youngest brother with the oldest and went to battle. He became strong, strong enough to kill any wolf that attacked him and seized many vital regions. He went back to get his younger brother so they could live together again.
"But when he reached the oldest brother's house, he was told his brother had been sent out to fight the wolves and had gone missing. Everyone believed he had been devoured. The boy despaired, leaving
Germany x Reader: BetrayalGermany x Reader: Betrayal2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat on the edge of the cliff that overlooked the ocean and beach. I stared at the German with his other two friends and watched them secretly. Whenever I looked at Germany, I always blush. But I can't be around him. I'm part of the Allies. China was my older brother and he didn't want me to work together with my other brother Japan, just because of that night.
I watched the Axis trio as they went through their daily training. I watched Italy struggle in running and Germany shouting at him to keep up. Italy seemed to speed up a little. I wouldn't mind being shouted at. . . At least getting shouted at from Germany. I then looked at my watch and saw that it was about time for me to suspend my watch on them.
I then got up from my spot and started to walk back into the woods.
When I arrived back at camp, I saw America digging in int
079. StarvationMy Darling,079. Starvation5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I've been besieged at Rouen and things aren't looking up as I thought they would. The English have rode in with another chevauchée and I'm having the hardest time accustoming myself to it. They ride in on their horses and burn everything down to the ground; down to ashes and corpses. It isn't graceful, and I find it disgusting; I should not be one to speak against it, though, as I have performed such an act many a time.
I'm writing this letter with cold hands, cold skin, and a cold mind. I shiver as I attempt to keep my hands steady, as the nutrition my body craves is being kept from me. They starve us, expecting to kick our will to live out of us. I've never been so hungry, ma chère. I've never been so weak.
I won't horrify you with an explanation of the frailness of my body that quivers under the touch of the wind; the thinness of my face that replicates that of a skeleton's mask; the starvation of my soul and the abandonment by my Lord. I don't wish to scare yo
BetrayalBetrayal5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He wheezed as warm blood flowed and dripped off his back, and it stung, oh how it stung, more than any wound China had suffered before.
"Yao," Japan said solemnly. "I'm sorry."
Tears, lots of them.
"Don't leave me..."
He started to walk away, and Yao panicked, grasping for his leg, his foot, his hand, anything. His back screamed in pain.
"Kiku, don't leave me!"
Kiku turned, and his usually emotionless eyes were filled with something... Yao couldn't identify it. But he saw it.
"Kiku?" Yao was suddenly hopeful, smiling a bit. His face shone in the moonlight with tears.
Kiku kneeled, bringing himself eye level with Yao, trying to force his eyes to be empty again.
He failed. Yao saw.
They stared at each other in silence. Yao's desperate face said everything.
"It was necessary," Kiku whispered. "I am sorry."
He stood up and walked away, without looking back.
"I... but... wait, no..." Eventually, quiet murmuring turned into incoherent mumbling drowned in
APH: Germany's Dark SecretFeliciano and Ludwig were in the forest. Ludwig, as usual, was trying to train his friend mentally and physically for battle. "No no no NO!!!! That is a pathetic excuse for a pushup Feliciano!" he shouted. Feliciano shakily got up. "I'm sorry Ludwig. I've been practicing, I really have!" Ludwig sighed, and smiled at his friend. "Well, I guess you are doing a little better. You didn't start crying this time." Feliciano beamed. "See! I'm making progress! Slowly but surely!" He let out a small, happy giggle. The wind blew, and he got a concerned look and turned his head. "What was that noise Ludwig?" Ludwig looked at him for a second, confused, then widened his eyes. "It was nothing Feliciano. Just the wind." he said, trying to remain calm. Feliciano heard the strange noise again. "I don't think it is. It sounds like crying, and moans, and painful screams." The wind blew again, and Feliciano all of a sudden caught whiff of a strange smell. He quickly plugged his nose. "Uggh! ThAPH: Germany's Dark Secret6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
APH- Apologies- JapanJapan was rifling through boxes and boxes of old stuff that had been lingering in his attic for god knows how long. So far he had found three boxes of broken swords and armour, two boxes of old sketches he used to do and all of his fantasy stories he made up when he was young. He flicked through these, smiling at the spelling mistakes and how incredible his young imagination had been. Under those boxes were smaller, more battered boxes that Japan barely remembered packing. He got out a small knife and started to cut the rope holding it shut. He got halfway through the rope when it practically disintegrated in his fingers. Easing the box open, he coughed wildly for a few seconds as a huge cloud of dust rose from the contents. He waved a hand over the box to disperse the dust, then peeked inside. What he saw made him gasp.APH- Apologies- Japan4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Messily shoved inside the box was a heap of his old toys and clothes from when he was a child living with China. He reached inside with a slightly shaking hand and pul
Death of a NationEngland was dying. No one said it, he just knew. Truth be told, he'd been dying for a good while now, over two decades in fact. Maybe that was why it didn't scare him; he'd had time to come to terms with it. Or maybe it was simply that he was so very tired. He'd been sick since that day in 1983, vast burns seared into his flesh, his heart aflame. That had passed the burns (London, Manchester, Newcastle, Bristol, York, Leeds, and over a dozen others) scaring over. The sickness and hunger that followed had passed as well, although that had taken longer. But in the end, when it was all over and his people had clawed their way back from the brink, he'd found that they weren't really his people anymore. Where there had once been a single nation, him, there were now several and slowly but surely their inhabitants, even those who were old enough to remember how things were before, stopped thinking of themselves as English and started thinking of themselves as citizens of these new nations, anDeath of a Nation4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The SECRET SecretEvery man, every country has it's secrets. Deadly secrets. Some secrets so horrible that they will make up insane secrets just to bury these deadly secrets. These fake secrets rank beyond the millions. In fact, countries have to keep lists on these secrets and make sure they don't confuse them with the real secrets.The SECRET Secret5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sometimes however, someone slips. Either the country itself, or a close partner. When that happens, something has to be done to cover it up, or someone will have to talk.
"England..." Alfred gasped, clenching his fist tighter to his chest. "Why?" His legs had lost all strength and he slipped to the floor, still gasping for air. His lungs, not his legs.
"You misunderstood America!" Arthur clenched his teeth, hiding his face in his hands. "It's not what you think!"
"What..." He lied down, his back against the floor. "What was I suppose to think?"
"It was France! It was Greece or Italy! Oh hell it was Spain!" Arthur wept.
"See? Now... you are trying... too hard..." Alfred was
~ To the Underworld we go ~~ Silence... darkness... dread...~ To the Underworld we go ~3 years ago in Horror More Like This
All of these hung like a black veil over the world.
Unspeakable acts have been committed throughout various parts of the world,
but the culprit was nowhere to be found.
It started with the mysterious disappearance of
America's well-known personification, Alfred F. Jones.
He vanished without a trace, yet signs of struggle were apparent.
Tensions grew higher as yet more countries began to vanish.
China had been missing for quite some time now, far before the
American ever vanished. To his friends' dismay, searches for Yao
had been utterly fruitless. No one had given up searching for the Chinese man, however, but now more fellow countries were vanishing; one by one.
Prussia... England... and now America.
Little did the surviving Allies know what horrors awaited them in the darkest
corners of the world. Little did they know that all hell was about to become unleashed.~
Aph Secrets: AnimalsIt was midnight and a stray cat ran as a dark figure chased it. The cat ran until it was dark figure pounced on its prey.Aph Secrets: Animals3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"LISTEN UP DUDES!" Shouted America, "We need to talk about our economies and how to deal with them!"
China pointed at America, "pay me back and problem fixed!"
"I would but I can't dude," America said smiling.
"YOU AN ASS!" China yelled.
America began laughing at China, so China started to yell insults at him. England sat reading a newspaper sipping his Earl Grey tea. He was reading a unusual story. France noticed.
"ah. England you seem rather interested in that paper. What is it your reading?"
" Listen to this," England said "'For over a month now small pets have gone missing all over the world. the where about these pets are unknown or the reason someone might take these pets."
America spoke "who cares dude? its just little animals. it would be different if it was people."
Japan, who normal just sat in the meeting rarely speaking noticed something. Since he was a
NamelessSometimes he woke up in a cold fright, sweat beading on his forehead and heart racing. Images, feelings and sounds would cling to his mind like spider-silk, to be brushed away as he woke up completely and realized where he was. Sometimes he would find himself humming a song he didn't know and looking around for something he couldn't name.Nameless4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His brother's house was grand and spacious, but the house in which Prussia's ruler lived in was even bigger, filled with luxurious furnishings. People of all ranks bustled back and forth there, while outside, even more people clamored in the streets.
Prussia's house was on the outskirts of town, close to the people, but far enough away that he could teach swordsmanship and play with his brother. The lack of people around meant there were no prying eyes calculating and reporting to other nations about the small, blond, blue-eyed boy Prussia called 'brother.'
He didn't go outside often because Prussia had an enormous library that was open to him whe
Good Night, My Precious Little SisterGood Night, My Precious Little Sister2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“_____” means add your name here “(e/c)” means insert eye color “(h/c)” means insert hair color
Gilbert walked towards his boss’s office, his red eyes bloodshot. He, Ludwig, and ______ were called to sign a treaty, forced upon them by the Allies. He knew that he was going to be dissolved, and he was scared. He didn’t want to die, but deep inside, he knew that by dying his little brother and sister would be safe. He would do anything for them, and if it meant that the awesome Gilbert died, so be it. He took in a deep breath as he reached the door to his boss's office. Knocking firmly, he waited for a reply.
“Come in Gilbert”
Gilbert slowly opened the door to see his boss sitting at his desk, doing paperwork while talking to a young boy in the seat opposite him. The boy looked familiar, but Gilbert couldn’t put a finger on where he had seen him before. They stopped talking, and Gilbert’s boss inv
CompanionArra went slowly through the tunnels, the unconscious half-vampire draped over her arms. As she walked, she looked down at his bruised and bloody face, smiling slightly to herself. She hadn't broken any bones, his teeth were (mostly) in his mouth, and both eyes were in their sockets; she had better restraint and control on the bars than they gave her credit for. She of course never really wanted to harm a fellow vampire, least of all one so young or new. He really was a little boy. Of course, his vampiric blood would cause him to age slowly, but she figured that he was probably no older that fifteen or sixteen. To someone who had seen as many nights as she, he was still a baby. What had Larten been thinking? She intended to find out.Companion5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was part of the reason she had asked that Vanez and Kurda let her bring the boy back to Larten. Kurda had furiously insisted that she owed Larten an explanation as to why she had knocked his assistant out. Vanez of course hadn't cared at all; he had fou
FreedomThere are two sides to every story. There’s the side that the world is familiar with. The side that can easily be shared with your friends and coworkers. The side that is allowed to be discussed in the daylight and over dinner.Freedom2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But then there’s always the other side. It lingers like a cold chill in October, seeping through the warm scarves and jackets and clinging to the soul with its relentless fingers. Others may not see it, but it grips onto the heart, not letting go and demanding attention at the worst of times. It is the kind of story that is not meant for the faint of heart, the story that others should always remain wary of. The story that you don’t tell your parents, instead lying and saying that you just fell out of a tree.
History has always been told by the winners: tales of kings, queens, knights, emperors, and proud nations that refused to be ruled over. It is an ongoing tale about heroes and villains, of adventure and freedom. History, on the outs
APH: ComfortAPH: ComfortAPH: Comfort6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lithuania awoke to the sound of muffled sniffles and sobs. He was sleeping in the room he shared with his brothers, Estonia and Latvia, or Eduard and Raivis, in Russia's house. He and his brothers had been there for almost as long as they can remember; cooking, cleaning, practically servants to Russia. Today had been an especially long and tiring day. As they were finishing their chores for that day, Russia came home drunk. The three Baltics were all cowering in fear for the rest of the day, until Russia passed out in the back room. By that time, the Baltics were so tired they were asleep before their heads hit the pillows or so Toris thought. Apparently one of his brothers was still awake, and judging by the muffled sobs and the occasional sniffle, it was probably little Latvia, the youngest. He was often silently crying or sniffling whenever Russia was around, and he had been known to cry himself to sleep. So Toris was surprised when he turned to the left and saw li
Ch1. Mysterious CharacterCh1. Mysterious Character4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Oh god help me. I feel really weird and uncomfortable. Where's my mommy.... Lizzy... anyone? Why does a five year old have such a nightmare? Why do I have to suffer like this? Is this really a dream? Do these things really want to kill me or eat me up in my sleep? Please, wake up! Wake up!!!!!
It was the first day of kindergarten, something I was really looking forward to. I was going to meet new people, new faces, and new friends, well new of everything. I was getting all dirty with my new blue dress that my big sister bought me for the first day of school. The reason was because I was playing tag with my dog Casey in front of our apartment. My mom would kill me if she saw me like this but I didn't care.
Regret (Chapter 1)Regret (Chapter 1)3 years ago in Horror More Like This
I feel like I'm floating
Italy opened his eyes slowly, heavy sleep still tugging at the lids as he struggled to keep them open. He slowly blinked, furrowing his brows lightly at seeing only blue around him, the top surface filtering distorted sunlight through.
I'm under water?
He lightly pushed his arms upwards and kicking his feet downwards, he pushed himself to the surface of the water. Though he noticed once his head reached air, he wasn't even holding his breath. It was as if he didn't need to breathe at all
He disregarded this thought and began to swim forward, knowing he had to get to land soon. Was he out playing in the ocean and he was just carried away? He would have remembered that happening, wouldn't he? But then again, he couldn't remember a lot of things at that moment, just that he and his friends were stuck on that deserted island. He remembered falling asleep next to the fire then what happened?
The curl on his head curled inw
Changings - PewDiepie Fanfic Ch. 36Changings - PewDiepie Fanfic Ch. 362 years ago in Drama More Like This
To be quite honest, nothing of much interest happened after that. Days flowed into weeks, and weeks flowed into months. Eventually, the blizzards stopped; and drip-by-drip the winter snow gave way to spring. Soon spring heated into the summer months, and before long, the green summer foliage crumpled into the dead leaves of autumn.
For the three friends, life returned to 'normality'; Mr. Chair went back to his library to be alone with his thoughts, Piggeh found time again to chase after the unsuspecting residents of the castle, and Jennifer, having no reason to stay in the garden any longer, chose to return to the barracks with Piggeh soon after the adoption. Out of the three, it was Jennifer that didn't seem to be re-adjusting as well as her male companions. While Piggeh remained his usual self, Jennifer became more introverted than she had been before, barely speaking unless spoken to, and spending most of her time hiding away in the darkness of the barracks.
002. Love"China?" Japan sat, kneeling in front of the great nation, who was sipping away at a cup of tea. He had a smooth look on his face that was neither a smile nor a frown. "What is love?" he stared onwards, seeking an answer. In return, Yao spit out his tea and began to choke on it. He gasped for air as scolding tea slithered down his throat.002. Love5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"L-L-Love, aru?" he asked, standing up from the position he had been sitting in. He reached over to grab a towel from beside him. The kitchen around the two was bustling with activity, and chefs were working hastily to prepare immaculate dishes for the guests that would be arriving soon.
"Yes, love. What is this love and why does it matter to people?" the young nation asked. He stood up as well and at this time only reached China's hip. The Chinaman looked down at Kiku and frowned as he finished drying himself off.
"My little Japan, love is something that someone feels when ...well," He stopped to think for a second, placing a hand on his chin an
China and I - Chapter I - HomecomingChina and I - Chapter I - Homecoming2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
China and I
Chapter I - Homecoming
“You okay? You don’t seem very relaxed.” His voice was concerned and soft, careful not to startle me further.
“I-I’m fine…” I managed weakly and sat up on the couch. “It’s just that illness of mine acting up again.”
“Aiya, seriously? On the day I come visit you? How very impolite of the illness!” He said with annoyance, causing me to giggle.
The way he spoke really tugged at my heart strings at times. I shook my head slightly to clear it.
He’s my older brother, nothing more. I told myself. Besides… I already had someone.
“Is the hammer treating you good?”
“…What? Hammer? Oh. You mean…right. Yeah, he’s fine.” I recognised my boyfriend’s internet name a second too late, but he forgave me instantly.
That’s how warm China is.
He seemed to read my mind.
“Very ironic, is it not? For Shanghai is so cold
A Second Chance- Mycroft x Reader x John Chpt. 10After a surprisingly pleasant Afternoon tea with a thrilled Violet, Mycroft excused himself to take care of some work and John complained of being tired, slipping off to his room, leaving you and Sherlock to your own devices. You were fairly tired as well but after six years of missing him you weren’t about to waste this opportunity to hang out with Sherlock, smiling up at him deviously, “I challenge you.”A Second Chance- Mycroft x Reader x John Chpt. 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Violet chuckled, getting up to leave the two of you to your inevitable antics, as he folded his hands beneath his chin, “What are your terms?”
“The usual rules beginning fifteen minutes from our agreement. If I win I get three hugs at three separate instances of my choosing and you have to read me one story. If you win I will tell you about my scandal and watch one movie of your choosing with you without complaining about your commentary.”
He considered this and then nodded, reaching out a hand for you to grasp as he stated, “I agree to
KiliXReader 2 (Baking in Erebor)The Lonely Mountain had been reclained by it’s rightful owner, Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror, from the Great Dragon Smaug the Terrible. Kili was well and you were living your live to the fullest with him. From your first meeting in the Jails of Mirkwood, to reclaiming the Mountain had been quite an adventure for the both of you. You became one of Erebor’s greatest chef’s, and Kili was one of your greatest admirers. He courted you whenever there was time, you watched the stars fly through the night sky together, you ran through the forests and the plains, picked flowers in the meadows and braided each other’s hair. And sometimes he would sneak into the kitchens just to see you.KiliXReader 2 (Baking in Erebor)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Kili! I told you , I’m really working today! It’s Bombur’s birthday today , and I have to bake a whole bunch of items.” You smiled at the sight of Kili, but wished not for monkey business during this time tight schedual. He leaned in the doorway for sup
Fili X Reader: Battle Wound?-Part 4 (final)A couple minutes later, the two of you made it back to camp. You walked towards where Fili was and the sight that met you made all the fear and worry you felt before melt away. Fili was sitting upright; his shirt was back on but it was open so his bandages were peeking out from behind. He was talking with the other members of the company, even Thorin. They were laughing about something, you didn't know what it was, but the very sight of it made you smile. The two of you approached the group, who all turned their heads in your direction. Upon seeing you, Fili flashed you a smile that made your heart skip a beat.Fili X Reader: Battle Wound?-Part 4 (final)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Well, hello there, fair maiden!” He said. You blushed at his words; thankfully it was too dark for anyone to see! However, although you were happy that Fili was well and in good spirits, his words still stung a little. You knew that Fili didn't actually think of you as fair, he was just teasing you like he always did. No matter how badly you wanted it to be true, he