Ger x Fem!Ita- The Past Is What Makes UsHetalia One ShotGer x Fem!Ita- The Past Is What Makes Us4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Germany will never forget the day he met her. That crazy, totally oblivious girl. He looked over at her as she looked over the cliff at the ocean. She looked back at him and smiled, her curl bouncing slightly at the movement.
-2 years ago-
Germany looked around the forest, clutching a stick in his hand. He was supposed to be looking for a descendant of the great Roman Empire. All he saw were trees. He growled under his breath. He'd been here for three days looking for the person. Accidentally tightening his grip on the stick he heard it snap and looked down. He sighed and looked at the stick, finally letting it fall to the ground. He walked some more after picking up a new stick. He paused as he saw what was in front of him.
The box read "Tomatoes" and he looked at it cautiously. It must be a trap, he thought and tapped the box lightly with his stick.
"AAH!" it said and he looked down at it.
"I mean, I'm the box of tomatoes fairy. Don't open the box!" Of co
GermanyxNyo!Italy: Bambino"Veeeee~! Germany!" shouted Feliciana. "Guess what?"GermanyxNyo!Italy: Bambino3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Germany looked up from his paper work. He and the bubbly Italian girl had been married for about three months. "What?"
Feliciana shoved a small white device in front of his face, "I'm pregnant. Veee~ Germany what are you doing on the floor?"
5 months later
A loud cry came the family room as Italy watched one of the most emotion movies Titanic (oh and for those of you who haven't read it here's a spoiler alert! THE BOAT SINKS!!). "It's sooooo sad!"
"Italy, why are we watching this?" Germany groaned. So far Italy had been through all the regular phases of pregnancy. Morning sickness was one of the worst, but it was mostly because she couldn't eat pasta.
The cravings were just disgusting. Ludwig could barely watch his wife eat anchovies with her ice cream. Or kiss her after she ate garlic, liver, and ketchup.
"BECAUSE I WANT TO!" she snarled at him.
Germany made a mental note to not get Italy another chick flick.
4 months lat
[APH] Thunderstorms [Germany x Fem Italy]Feliciana was not afraid of many things. She was klutzy, had a bit of trouble reading the atmosphere, but she could not be called cowardly when it came to things like fighting. Thunderstorms, however, were a different story. She knew it was a trivial thing, but the loud noises would keep her awake at night, making her hide under the blankets in hopes the storm would pass quickly.[APH] Thunderstorms [Germany x Fem Italy]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tonight was one of those nights. Feliciana sat on the couch with blankets wrapped around her, shaking slightly. The crashes of thunder were louder than ever, making her jump and make her heart race. She sigh, and thought. "I can't stay alone, it's too scary!" She quietly said to herself. She reached over and grabbed the phone, quickly dialing her friend's number.
As she waited for an answer, she thought of how the phone lines could go down any minute in this serious of a storm. Her heartbeat calmed when she heard a deep, accented voice on the other side. "Hallo?"
"Ludwig? I-it's me Feliciana. I'm really scared
Mina and The Count: An EndThe Count never pictured his first time out in the daytime quite like this... in his dream, it was never raining, the sun shone bright the grass was green and crisp and it was.. it was a ludicrous dream. He knew it... but somehow no matter how ludicrous it was, it made this day even worse. This day it was cold, it was raining, the skies were dark and clouded and he was attending something he'd long dreaded... a funeral.Mina and The Count: An End6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He remembered the day so clearly. He didn't know when it had happened. He'd just woken up and walked into the hall. He'd felt surprised that Igor had not awoken him.. it was so odd for him to wake up on his own. He stepped into the hall... he felt good, as if this was how it was supposed to be to wake up without another's beckoning. He actually saw Igor, standing next to the table, the telephone clutched in his hand.
INTPWe are architects.INTP4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We roam the empty streets that we've created.
We block out the ones who could help us most.
We are vain in our conquest to get things done. To create. To envision.
We are pressured by ourselves and self driven. Almost to a point of madness.
We are united and alone. Builders and constructors.
We are the ones who build the floor beneath you and the roof above.
We give no regard to our appearance, only to the appearance of our work.
We stress over the smallest of the details, refining it and reconstructing it until it is absolutely perfect.
We could care less about our families and friends and loved ones, or care to a point of obsession.
We are the worst sort of people. The ones no one wants, but everyone needs.
We die too young or live too long.
We are the ones who no one can understand. Or would want to put in the effort for.
We are the ones compared to geniuses and psychopaths alike.
We are alone.
We are architec
Bones (Short Story)Bones (Short Story)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Mommy, where are you?
I need you, Mommy. Where did you go?
I'm looking for you, but I can't find you. Are we playing hide-and-seek? I like that game. You play it with me all the time, Mommy. I'm getting really good at it. But you always let me find you. I can't find you this time.
Come out, Mommy. It's not funny anymore. I'm scared.
Did they take you, Mommy? Did they take you like they did last time? Are you going to come back? Please tell me, Mommy. Please talk to me.
What if they never let you go? They are even better at hide-and-seek than I am, and I'm a champion. I'm the best in Lavender Town. You even told me so. You were so proud of me.
I'll find you, I promise. I'll go looking for you. There is no one better than finding someone than me. I'm the very bestI might even be the best in Kanto.
And when I find you, they'll pay.
I'll make them cry the way I'm crying now.
They'll hate me.
And you'll be proud of me again.
I found you.
But you're so cold.
Mama!Reader x Child!Canada + Child!America“Mama, wake up already. MAMA!” Alfred shouted in your ear.Mama!Reader x Child!Canada + Child!America3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
What a way to wake up.
“Thanks, Alfie. Thanks a lot.” You yawned.
“Oh come on mama! It’s Mattie’s birthday today. We need to make a surprise for him!” Alfred said, practically dragging you out of bed.
“Where is Mattie?” You asked, lifting your eldest son onto your shoulders and walking downstairs.
“In bed, asleep.”
“Okay then. We will need to be quiet so we don’t wake him then. We want this to be a surprise, don’t we?” You smiled, setting Alfred down at the table.
“What are we going to do for him then?”
“Well,” You said, walking up to the fridge and placing some ingredients on the counter. “We’ll make him a special birthday breakfast, and a cake for lunch. Then we’ll have to wrap his presents!”
“Alright! We should make pancakes for breakfast! Mattie LOVES pancakes!” Alfred e
FearFear. Such a simple emotion, yet so powerful. It can control entire nations to simple individuals. It can start wars, and it can keep the peace. Such a strange emotion, but yet so powerful.Fear4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The ArchitectThe ArchitectThe Architect3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the architect
The creative mind, full of endless thoughts and ideas,
sometimes too much for me to handle at once
Simply too much on my mind, I could pour out a novel with my words,
I just can't put the jumbled pieces together
Yet in this jumbled space, I feel at home
The outside world is a curious mystery, as is myself
I wish to be alone, away from the world, but I am conflicted with loneliness
Emotions are alien to me, the only equation I can't solve,
if only I could react the correct way
A quick-learn, I pick up anything easily, hands-on
I am the jack of all trades, yet I am the master of none
Newton, Socrates, and Darwin are my mind-set brothers,
and one could say am I the innovative genius...
a troubled and tormented one at that
Blindly, I can not follow set rules without questioning
I would conquer the world with my ideals and actions!
...If I could only be bothered with the task
Procrastination is my greatest demon
My quest in life is of a studious pursu
Daddy!Germany x Little!Sick!Reader Keep SmilingDaddy!Germany x Little!Sick!Reader Keep Smiling2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You opened the door that led to your daddy's office, peaking inside the quiet room. Behind the desk sat the disheveled man, his face buried in his hands.
"What's wrong daddy?" your small voice asked. He lifted his face from his hands, his untidy blond hair stuck out in odd directions while some stuck to the pale skin of his forehead. "Oh...nothing sweetie." he replied softly. You frowned as you walked over to him, placing your small hand onto his arm. You quickly glanced down at his desk where small pieces of paper were spread out. On the pieces of paper, in big bold letters, read 'Medical Bills'.
"I don't like seeing you like this." you said, looking into his icy blue eyes. You knew why your daddy was upset. A few months ago, you were diagnosed with cancer. The doctors said it was affecting your heart and brain. You didn't know the dangers of it, for you were a mere 6 year old. Daddy did all he could for you, like spend
Flying dreams -prologueFlying dreams -prologue3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Charlotte awoke from her dream. She smiled as, she remembered a dream she had. It was about the night she had met her love - meier link. She smiled warmly. She and him were in his rather large coffin. Still smiling, she nuzzled up to him. Thinking back to that special night when her whole life changed...
Flying dreams chapter 1- a peaceful evening
It was a peaceful evening. The crickets chirped and the sun was slowly setting. It was around this time the villagers sat down for dinner with their families. The town was rather big, and seemed to be back in time with the ruin-like buildings.
Right at the back of town, stood The biggest building; the Elborne mansion. Home to the wealthiest family in the area; jack Elborne and his to children, Alan and Charlotte.
Alan was a buisness man, working 5 days a week. His sister Charlotte was unemployed. Instead, she spent her time working toward a life long dream - to
Ode to the Fallen AngelsOde to the Fallen AngelsOde to the Fallen Angels7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Let fly these broken wings
Let kiss these accursed lips
And bear before me
The eternity you held to so dearly.
That song you sung
Of a time not ours
Day by night
and night by day
To see the sun
But unable to feel
Its lively embrace-
Such a cruel world we face
With a heart broken and hurt
I shudder and whisper
Those three words:
I love you.
Hands so strong
Skin so cold
Never yours, never mine
Ill be your sun
And you my moon
To be all but one
And none at all
So bring me to life
Let death be me
And take me away
Wasted and tainted:
A hollow kiss
The last embrace
A time all but forgotten
Beaten and broken
The coldest arms of warmly-abandoned life
Wrapped in a cape of eternity
This world seems
So foreign and far
And now, my beloved,
Here come the Stars