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Gerita: Why?We were having coffee at an Italian café. Just him and me. We were talking about pasta, and pasta, and more pasta. He obviously refused to change the subject, but I allowed it. I loved his sweet smile. I loved his little curl.Gerita: Why? in Romance More Like This
"Doitsu, I got this watch from Japan the other day!" he shoved his wrist into my face. I saw the small hearts along the rim. "Every time I look at it, I think of you! Ve~"
I smiled slightly. I don't know why I love him, but something about his personality caught me attention. "That's a nice watch Italy," I replied.
"You really think so?!" he yelled. He raised his hands in the air and knocked over my coffee and it spi
Request: PrussiaxReader: Gilbird Approves'Another day,' you thought to yourself. That English bastard had been dragging you to these world meetings for the past six months. Of course you could never go inside. You were only a territory. 'I wish I could just move out of Arthur's house and live on my own.'Request: PrussiaxReader: Gilbird Approves in Romance More Like This
At least it was a nice day out. The sun was out with a few patches of clouds covering the sky. A little yellow bird was chirping in a nearby tree. It flew closer and closer to you. Eventually it was standing at you feet, "Why hello there," you said. It just chirped.
"His name is Gilbird," a voice said. You looked up and saw a man with silver hair and peculiar, red gleaming eyes.
Just FriendsHe was sixteen when he first met him.Just Friends in General Fiction More Like This
Antonio would never forget the moment when he first laid eyes on him. His amber orbs, his dark brown hair, that frown and visible pout that proved to him that he didn't want to be here. But of course, moving to a new area was a little daunting; Antonio knew that from personal experience. He had moved to California from Spain a year before and if he was going to be honest, it took him a while to adjust and get used to the change. It was scary at first, but his two best friends- Gilbert and Francis- helped him through it. He met them at school and ever since they had been inseparable and that first day the
Blessed With A Curse- Ch17Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch17 in Romance More Like This
Pairing: SpainxRomano
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He had tried to sleep, really he did. Of course he knew it would be difficult... but honestly, he didn't know it would be this hard.
Every time he closed his eyes he was plagued with visions of his brother hurt or worse. Every time he would encounter these visions, his eyes would snap open and he would stare into the darkness of the room for what felt like hours, attempting to calm his beating heart.
If he listened close enough, he could hear the voices of the three vampires in the room beside his own. If he listened hard en
Master, I Love YouWarnings: Crack... so cracky I don't even know...Master, I Love You in Romance More Like This
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The world meetings were always boring and not nearly awesome enough for him to even care, yet he still insisted in going along. Prussia sighed when he arrived home from the latest meeting, tired and slightly annoyed. Of course, the ex-nation didn't have to go to these meetings but he went anyway so he could annoy the other countries.
Germany had decided to leave with Italy that afternoon so Prussia had the house to himself. He hung his jacket up on the hanger by the door and walked straight into the kitchen and grabbed himself a cold beer from the fridge. Savouring the taste, he smiled t
Blessed With A Curse- Ch18Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch18 in Romance More Like This
Pairing: SpainxRomano
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Antonio stared at his two friends wide eyed; they had found out. They had found out sooner than he had expected. Either they were very good at detective work or the culprit was very bad at staying hidden.
"You… have found out?"
"Well… I said we think we know," Gilbert said and looked at the sleeping Italian beside his Spanish friend. Antonio too turned his gaze to Lovino and the look in Gilbert's eyes told him that this couldn't wait until he woke up on his own. Slowly, Antonio adjusted his position and gently shoo
Crack Fairytales - The Wurst PrinceAnd so we have heard the story of the Tomato Prince Antonio and the Pasta Princess Lovino... but what of the younger princess, Feliciano? Well, dear reader, fear not for that story is about to come.Crack Fairytales - The Wurst Prince in Romance More Like This
As usual, this story takes place once upon a time in a land far away. The Pasta Kingdom had been allied with the Wurst Kingdom for quite some time. The Pasta Kingdom would always turn to their friends whenever they found themselves in danger. The Pasta King and the Wurst King knew each other from their childhood so it was fairly obvious why their kingdoms were allied.
But I'm going off the subject again, for this story is about the youngest Prin
Blessed With A Curse- Ch13Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch13 in Romance More Like This
Pairing: SpainxRomano
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The bright sunlight streamed through the small gap in the curtains. Lovino groaned and pulled the duvet over his head to block out the bright light. Staying up late was not a good idea now that it actually came to waking up...
Unable to continue sleeping, the Italian grudgingly removed the duvet from his head and sat up with a sigh. Running a hand through his hair, Lovino sighed and moved to the window to routinely close the curtains properly. Antonio needed to invest in some block-out blinds or something.
The Italian shuffl
Blessed With A Curse- Ch12Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch12 in Romance More Like This
Pairing: SpainxRomano
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Halloween was an interesting experience for Lovino. He never thought he would spend the majority of the evening cooped up in a tiny closet with a vampire who wanted nothing more than to suck his blood and make out.
Lovino, of course, was still trying to get his thoughts together. He wanted Antonio and he wanted him bad. He wanted him so much that it actually hurt; whenever he was away from him all he could think about was how handsome he looked and how he had always looked out for him since day one. Lovino was still afraid, t
SpellboundWarning: Cardverse!AU featuring crazy!EnglandSpellbound in Romance More Like This
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They used to be so happy.
It was a year ago today when it happened. Arthur remembered it clearly. He remembered how much it had hurt; he remembered how his heart felt as though it were physically being ripped in half when his husband uttered the words to him. He thought the pain he felt within those three seconds may very well kill him. Even the fires of Hell would not hurt as much as this. It was those four words which caused Arthur to do what he did.
Those four words changed everything.
I don't love you.
Arthur remembered how he had begged. He had promised he would change, he would promi
Blessed With A Curse- Ch11Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch11 in Romance More Like This
Pairing: SpainxRomano
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Lovino hated Halloween. He didn't see the point of it. The holiday had never really meant much to him when he was growing up and that didn't change. Feliciano seemed to like the idea though and he was the reason why he hated it so much.
"Fratello! You are dressing up with me, aren't you?" Feliciano called from his bathroom. Lovino shuddered and stared at the face-paints in front of him and scowled. Feliciano was determined to go out for Halloween. Lovino had told him he was too old for Trick or Treating but the younger brothe
ColourLovino hated the rain. He could start explaining why in a fancy poetic fashion but the truth was that he hated it simply because it was wet and cold and every time he walked to his apartment, some fucker would always drive through a large puddle and end up soaking him.Colour in Romance More Like This
"God fucking damn it," Lovino cursed. He knew he had to venture outside but he really didn't want to.
"What's wrong?"
Lovino looked over at his room mate, Antonio, and scowled, "It's fucking raining."
"I like the rain! It makes the tomatoes grow!" Antonio beamed. Lovino rolled his eyes, knowing that the Spaniard would say something like that. The nickname 'tomato bastard' w
Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE OneshotFrom the moment he opened that tomato box, I knew.Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
My Holy Rome had come back for me.
At first, I had thought that I was hallucinating again—Holy Rome was dead, or at least that's what they had told Mr. Roderich and Miss Elizaveta.
But no, it was my Holy Rome. Even after all these years, I recognized him.
The only drawback was that Holy Rome had forgotten me.
Holy Rome went by a different name now—'Ludwig.' His sky blue eyes, once childishly round, had sparkled with affection every time he looked at me. Now, they were a colder shade of blue, and looked at me with unfamiliarity. Holy Rome had used to blush a light shade of pink
Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 2NOTE: This is the alternative fluffy ending to part 1 (obviously xD). See link in the description for the first part :3Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 2 in Romance More Like This
Quadruple-checking that no one was around him, Lovino buried his head into his arms, and allowed himself a few tears. Dammit, it was true, wasn't it? No one liked him, let alone Antonio. That stupid bastardo. Actually, Lovino himself was also an idiot; he had let himself believe that perhaps Antonio cared; perhaps he had a shot at love… He knew better, now. He would lock away his heart from now on; there was no need for love, or Antonio. The stupid bastardo could go with his equally idiotic friends, and Lovino wouldn't
Tomorrow: SpamanoNOTE: For all you fluff fans out there, there is an alternative fluff ending part 2 (link is in the description). However, this works as a oneshot as well, in my opinion...Tomorrow: Spamano in General Fiction More Like This
Today is going to be the day. I will definitely tell him today, for sure. No more excuses. No more putting it off.
This was Lovino Vargas's resolution as he grabbed his backpack, and walked out of his house to school.
Lovino was in love with that bastardo, that Antonio. He loved his beautiful, tan face, his twinkling green eyes, and his luscious chocolate hair. Hell, he loved everything about Antonio.
He could never fathom if Antonio liked him back or not. Sometimes, h
Hate: SuFin OneshotBerwald hates me.Hate: SuFin Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
Why else would he glower at me peevishly every time we make eye contact?
Why else would he only reply in grunts and unintelligible mumbles whenever I talk to him?
But sometimes, Berwald will show sporadic acts of kindness, and those capricious deeds will have me wishing with every fiber of my being that I could tell him, right then and there, that… I love him.
I recall the night we ran away from Matthias together, and how he had covered me with his blanket until he was sure that I was warm.
I flashback to the day where he had arbitrarily called me his 'wife,' even though I'm sure that he had only been joking. I had
Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 1WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE HORROR AND ARE LOOKING FOR FLUFF AND FLUFFINESS ONLY.Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 1 in Horror More Like This
Ah. Your first world meeting—finally, a chance to introduce yourself to the countries, and make your first impression with a 'bang.' Appearance was everything, after all. You had to seem powerful, or else the other countries would walk all over you for the rest of your existence.
You had been busy making allies. America? Check. China? Check. In fact, you could check just about every country present at the meeting. But there was one last world power, and he would be the hardest to speak to of all.
He seemed so lonely and forlorn. Hardly anyone
Lonely: IcelandxReaderLonely.Lonely: IcelandxReader in Drama More Like This
It's a word that Emil has known for all his life.
He lives it everyday.
Sure, he was part of the five fabulous Nordics. But he was the isolated islander, the extra. The one that was always left out. The other Nordics had each other—Berwald and Tino were always a pair, and even his brother, Lukas, routinely abandoned him for Matthias.
All he got was the talking puffin.
Therefore, it was in complete understanding that he wasn't looking forward to meeting ______________, a new Nordic micro-nation. After all, it was inevitable that she'd discard him like his fellow Nordics did.
"C'mon, Emil!!" came a voice from outside his fron
Lies: Spamano OneshotLovino Vargas watched Antonio's sulky figure trudging steadily away from his house. He slammed the front door. Hard. Dammit. Why couldn't he ever be honest? Why did it always end with him insulting Antonio? Antonio had gotten really hurt this time, too.Lies: Spamano Oneshot in Romance More Like This
He threw himself onto the couch, and then got up off of it, remembering the countless of times that he and Antonio had sat on it together. In fact, everything in the house reminded him of Antonio.
Lovino picked up the phone (inwardly cringing, remembering the many times that he had called Antonio on it, usually to yell at him),
Request: Gunshot: Mafia ItalyxReaderFive months on a business trip equaled five months of pure agony and torture of waiting for you. But Feliciano was finally coming back today.Request: Gunshot: Mafia ItalyxReader in Drama More Like This
You closed your eyes and replayed last night's phone conversation in your head.
"Pronto?"
"FELI! I miss you so much…"
"Veh~ I miss you too, mio amore (1)."
"How's the business going?"
"Mmm. Good," he responded evasively.
"Still not allowed to tell me what you do?" you asked.
"Mi dispiace, (2) love. That's classified information."
"Can't even tell your own girlfriend? You better not be seeing someone else over there, Feli," you teased.
"Veh~?! Of course not!! I would never!" he exclaimed.
Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 2WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE HORROR AND ARE LOOKING FOR FLUFF AND FLUFFINESS ONLY.Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 2 in Horror More Like This
"How'd it go?" Arthur and Alfred asked anxiously, faces creased with worry.
"I obviously didn't survive the terrifying ordeal of talking to another country," you shot back with sarcasm.
The two were not impressed, and demanded details. You casually summarized everything that happened in a few sentences, but they pressed on.
"Honestly you two! I just told the guy my name, he told me his, he smiled at me, and then we moved on! Nothing went wrong! No, he did not attempt to whap me on the head with any weapons," you said, finishing with a dark, murder
Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 5AGAIN DON'T READ IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR FLUFFHeartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 5 in Horror More Like This
You couldn't sleep at all that night. Purple eyes kept haunting your thoughts, no matter how hard you tried not to think of…him. He's just a friend, you kept telling yourself. Just… his only friend…. No. You wouldn't think of that. Sighing, you got out of bed and turned on the television, in hopes that it would be able to bore you to sleep. Flipping through the channels, you couldn't find anything good, so you settled on the news. Just five seconds of listening to the anchorman started to make your head droop, but a sudden flash of bright color from the TV, reporting breaking news,
Don't Give UpDon't Give UpDon't Give Up in Short Stories More Like This
Germancest
Pairing: GermanyXPrussia
Note: I know when he was a child, Germany was known as Holy Roman Empire, but please bear with me in this, it sounds better to me right now to have it as Germany, so just... Get over it, I hope you enjoy this story.
It was a dark, cruel night. The Russians. So many Russians! They all towered over two boys, an older, stubborn albino boy with white hair, red eyes, and a younger, more calmer child with blond hair, brushed back, and blue eyes. One Russian, a tall, broad shouldered male, with sandy blond hair, dark, murderous violet eyes, a large nose, wearing a long blue-gray coat, and a crea
Just 2P LemonWARNING!Just 2P Lemon in Romance More Like This
THIS IS A LEMON OR RATED M
THERE WILL BE SEXUAL THEMES, VIOLENCE/GORE, STRONG LANGUAGE AND IDEOLOGICALLY SENSITIVE MATERIAL
AND THERE IS ALSO YAOI OR BOY X BOY
READ IF YOU DARE
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
NO HATING THIS IF YOU IGNORED THE WARNING
thank you and have a nice day :3
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"poke, poke, poke, poke, poke…"
"stop it Alfred…"
"why should i"
"because"
"…poke, poke, poke, poke, poke…"
SLAP!
"Ow! That was my hand you slapped!"
"so…"
"poke, poke, poke, poke, poke…"
SLAP!
"ow…"
Alfred glared at Aussie.
"i told you to stop poking me"
Aussi
Will you love me as much as I love you?Will you love me as much as i love you?Will you love me as much as I love you? in Romance More Like This
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Gilbert was watching Roderich in class again,
when would he ever talk to him. He could not get close to him since Elizabeta was always protecting him from all of the others and was always with him.
She loved him but Gilbert did not care he was going to talk to him,
maybe going to fuck him one day that is.
Gilbert grinned but Antonio and Francis saw it and looked at him looking then at what he was looking seeing Elizabeta and Roderich siting,
Elizabeta really close to Roderich and thought that he was looking at Elizabeta.
"So mone ami looking at the brunet beauty"
"or
bitgebrber ergsrtyyerg5China heard a knock at the door. He sighed, ignoring it. Why can't Russia see that I don't want to talk to him? Nobody is that stupid to not be able to take hint so obvious! he thought, trying to drink a cup of tea. He couldn't taste it because of the guilt that wouldn't leave him alone. He walked over to the door, and opened it.bitgebrber ergsrtyyerg5 in Romance More Like This
"China, da~! You finally opened the door!" Russia exclaimed, hugging China. China growled as he set him down. "Aru, Russia, you really need to learn to be more careful."
Russia walked inside, closing the door.
"Why are you even here?! What do you like so much about my house?!" China exclaimed as a picture han
Romano Escapes - 5"Oh Hallo, Sie eingeladen, mich hierher zu kommen und sein genial, nicht wahr?" asked Prussia.Romano Escapes - 5 in Drama More Like This
France stared blankly. "Excuse me?"
Prussia sighed. "Oh hello, you invited me to come here and be a awesome for you, right?" he said.
"I don't speak German."
"Good. Cuz that's what I'm doing. Where is he?" he asked, taking off his shoes and walking inside.
"He's in his room..." France said. "And be quiet, Romano is sleeping."
"But I can't be awesome if I'm quiet!" Prussia sighed. France rolled his eyes as they walked into Spain's room. He crawled onto the bed and looked over Spain, who started coughing.
"Ew, don't cough while I'm in th
BOREDOM1. RussiaBOREDOM in Humor More Like This
2. Spain
3. Poland
4. Italy
5. Ukraine
6. Germany
7. Japan
8. Prussia
9. Austria
10. Hanatamago (trololololo )
11. China
12. France
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1. What would 12 and 1 be like in a relationship?
France and Russia?
...SO. MUCH. SEX.
2. If 6 and 3 were to have an affair, who would top?
Poland and Germany? XDDD Germany of course!
3. 2 and 10. Totally crack or totally canon?
Spain and Hanatamago... IS MY NEW OTP, YOU GUYZ!
4. Is 4 het or slash better?
Slash, definitely. But some het is ok...
5. Have you ever read fanfiction of 5 and 11?
Ukraine and China, no. XD
6. Why was 6 afraid of 7? Because 7 i
Romano Escapes - 4"Spain~ Wake up~" France said, gently shaking him.Romano Escapes - 4 in Drama More Like This
Spain turned around, facing him. "Oh... Hi."
"Do you need anything?" he asked.
"No, just... Can I see Romano?" he asked.
"Uh... I dunno~" France said, trying to act like everything was normal. Spain could tell something was wrong. He gasped, "He's ok, right?!"
"Of course!" France said. "He just... is being... Romano."
Spain sighed. "Of course. Well, if he doesn't want to see me, then that's fine."
"One question; why were you laying in the snow when I found you?" he asked.
Spain looked down. "...I was looking for Romano. I noticed that he was gone, and I was too scared to even
Toy MouseToy Mouse in General Fiction More Like This
"England! England!"
England simply ignored America's obnoxious calling of his name, gazing out the window. He had never seen such a beautiful day, and if it didn't mean getting his fur dirty, he'd definitely roll around in the grass. England leaned against the window, sighing in content as the sun warmed his fur.
"England! England! England!"
England wished there was a way to block out noise. Earplugs wouldn't be able to fit in his ears since he was a cat, and even if they did, they still wouldn't be able to block out the sound because of his acute hearing. The only way for an animal to silence something was to destroy the source of the
Tehe, gaynessTehe, gayness in Romance More Like This
England-cat could hear footsteps coming near him. Not wanting any visitors, he ignored the scratching he heard at the door.
He was starting to get annoyed, because whoever was at the door must be really desperate to come in; knowing he couldn't ignore it forever, England stood up, stretched, and walked over to the door.
He opened it and the fur on his back stood up at the sight of America-cat.
The giant cat licked his face and purred. "Iggy~! I was waiting for you to answer the door, dude!"
"I am aware of that." England said.
The cat jumped on the couch. He rolled around and shed his white fur all over it.
"Where's you owner, why
Russia the nyan cat Nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan~Russia the nyan cat in Romance More Like This
"Where the heck is that music coming from?!" China growled, looking around his house for the sound. The music got louder as he walked to the living room.
"China~!" Russia exclaimed, running up to him and hugging him. China flinched, extremely confused. He was wearing cat ears, and had a cat tail. He drew whiskers on his face with a sharpie and colored his nose pink. Also, he was wearing a pink dress with sparkles on it~
"Aru, what are you doing here, and why are you dressed like that?!" China shouted.
Russia let go of him. "America told me that you liked rainbow kitties! So I became one for you!"
China sig
Enough Of Your Fairy TalesThe giant, long-haired grey cat made it look so easy.Enough Of Your Fairy Tales in Humor More Like This
China growled, flattening his ears against his head. He hated the fact that Russia was twice his size, even though he was much younger. He felt like he was being led by him all the time, which he hated.
His paws were just about frozen from walking in the snow. "How much longer until we're there, aru?" he said.
Russia suddenly stopped. "Until we're where?" he asked, tilting his head.
"Until we're at the pond! You said you were taking me there so we could fish!" China hissed.
"Oh yeah!" Russia said, purring.
"Don't tell me... you forgot where we were going halfway through the
IceThe longhaired cat looked at the frozen water in front of him. He gently set a paw on it, and started pressing on it, testing to see how strong it was. It looked like it was probably strong enough, and he slowly started to walk across it.Ice in Romance More Like This
A few yards away, Germany-cat saw this. He wondered how the water could possibly be strong enough to hold Russia-cat...
He had been walking home, but this seemed a little more interesting. He walked toward the pond. "Russia?"
Russia glanced back, and his ears perked up. "Privet, Germany! I didn't see you there."
Germany stepped closer to the pond. "Why are you standing here?"
"I was bored~" Russia
Romano Escapes - 3He heard a knock at the door.Romano Escapes - 3 in Drama More Like This
He walked over to it, and opened it. France was holding Spain, who was leaning on him and panting. Romano stepped back as he dragged him in.
"What's wrong?" Romano asked.
"I found him laying by the road..." France said, panting as he tried to carry Spain to his bedroom. Romano didn't really seem to care that much, but he followed France so that he wouldn't flip out on him again.
He put Spain on the bed, and panted. "He's so heavy..."
Spain was half asleep, and he was shaking violently. France covered him with the blanket and sat down. "Can you get me the thermometer?"
"Get it yourself, French guy." Ro
Germany X ItalyGermany x Italy Something I have been wanting to tell you.Germany X Italy in Romance More Like This
Chapter 1
Germany had never felt like this before in his life, he couldn't even explain the feeling it was . . . weird every time he would be at a world meeting he would start to feel sick every time he would go out for a drink with some of the other countries he would start to feel light headed even before he had his first drink. Now it has gotten so bad that every time he is at the super market and he passes by some pasta or tomatoes he get butterflies in his stomach. He had to face the facts he was in love with N. Italy. That innocent sweet face, the way he would make a mess
Germany x ItalyGermany x Italy Something I have been wanting to tell you.Germany x Italy in Romance More Like This
Chapter 2
Eventually Italy got dressed and came down stairs and walked outside to find Germany standing by the car. "Italy about what happened upstairs . . ." Germany started to say but was cut off by Italy "Germany lets go to the meeting." Italy didn't want to have to talk to Germany about what happened mainly because he wishes Germany didn't see him as some helpless little idiot. It was a long ten minute car ride of silence to the meeting. When they got to the meeting they saw all the countries that where attending and Italy instantly went up to Japan and gave him a hug while Germ
PruCan: Love is War 1Zee time vas Vorld Var Vone.PruCan: Love is War 1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was 1916.
Belgium was now captured by Germany as he continued his raid through to Paris. The Allied countries fought back on the Western front. To the east, Russia pushed the war along as well, reeking havoc on East Prussia. There was turmoil on all sides of Europe. With the countries dept to Belgium, the United Kingdom had troops pouring in from the north to the Western Front. England had also demanded the aid of Allies overseas. Unfortunately, the aid fell short by one. The United States of America refused to yet take part in this war.
But Canada did.
Only the last year, Canada had participated in his fir
PruCan: Love is War 2Morning came two days later.PruCan: Love is War 2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
The night before.
Bullets. Bombs.
Cries. Tears.
Blood. Rain.
Shame. Death.
War. Nightmare.
Matthew found himself sitting with Quebec playing solitaire. Matthew's cheeks glistened with tears. He reached out to pick up a card but couldn't hold it. He looked at it cringed and flung it aside before knocking the deck over and falling into fits of tears.
Quebec, knowing the game had only just started, frowned and hugged the quivering Canadian.
"Allons, allons," Quebec whispered, "Pleure. C'est tout à fait ce qu'il vous fallait. You need it."
Matthew sniffed and wiped his nose. "Pierre," he said addressing
Almost but Not At All Fem!Asia +AmePan+The morning found Japan in the bathroom, doubled over in pain.Almost but Not At All Fem!Asia +AmePan+ in General Fiction More Like This
"What? What is going on?" Japan mumbled. There was a knock on the door and China called in.
"Aiya! Japan, you've been in there for half an hour, aru!" China said. "I'd like to take a shower!"
"China..." Japan called back. "I think there's something wrong with me..."
"Are you okay? I'm coming in, aru!"
China opened the door. "Japan?"
Japan was sitting on the toilet. China went to the Tokyo resident's side.
"What is wrong? Where does it hurt?" China asked looking concerned.
"M-My stomach...and, well, downward..."
"Okay, lean back and spread your legs."
"Nandesuka?! No!"
"Just do it,
PruCan: Not The Right Cold 1PruCan: Not The Right Cold 1 in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew shivered as he peered out the window. An annoying draft was coming in through that same window but he couldn't be bothered to try and find a way to block it; his eyes were locked on the scenery of his backyard. Once green and flowering trees were now naked or else scantily clad in light powdery snow and ice. The white crystal blanket that covered the ground was completely untouched. Not a single footprint made an impression in it. No bird sat in the anorexic trees, no raccoon attempted to remove the cinder block off of his compost bin.
Life in the yard was gone, dead. Nothing stirred.
It was too cold.
He could've helped it. He could h
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When Lars got to Germany, Matthew was on his break. Although Ludwig was letting Matthew stay at his house, the Canadian joined Lars in a hotel that night. In the morning, Matthew brought Gilbird to the hospital with him. Lars tagged along, glued to the young nation's heels like a shadow.
The second Gilbird was brought into his master's room, he flew over and nestled into his platinum hair. He seemed to fit perfectly into that place and Matthew was pleased. Lars wasn't as impressed.
"What was the point in that?" he said, crossing his arms around Matthew from behind. "It's not like he's healing him..."
"Gilbird really missed his owner so it
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"What's up?"
Matthew was on the phone again with Alfred. After the decision of bringing Gilbert to Canada, Matthew decided the American would be the best pilot to fly them over. In truth, it was just a reason not to be alone in his mission since none of the Europeans were coming with him.
"Hi, Alfred? It's Mattie. I'd like a favour."
After a brief explanation, the American agreed to the task, saying he'd do anything for his little brother. The next day, his helicopter landed on the roof of the hospital and everything was made ready for transportation. Ludwig, Feliciano and Francis said goodbye on the landing pad and then finally they were on
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Gilbert was so relieved to hear his brother's voice. He felt like he had heard him a few times in his dreams but it wasn't the same. Ludwig was so pleased. He hadn't heard him so happy in so long. He was also very concerned, asking how Gilbert felt and how long he had been awake and whether he should take a nap.
Gilbert laughed at this.
"Ludwig, calm down," Gilbert said. "I want to know about you. How are you?"
The German took a few breaths. "I'm fine I suppose... We're trying to deal with the people now coming over from the east. Getting them homes and food. Reconnecting with family... It's just really hard because after dozens of years, the
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Morning was beautiful. Gilbert awoke with the sweet smell of Matthew in his nose. His hair smelled like forest, his skin like snow... His body was both sensationally cold but humblingly warm at the same time. Lying beside him was cloud nine.
Gilbert gently combed a hand through the Canadians gradient locks. The two toned hair, went from pollen yellow to honey gold. Matthew sighed in his sleep, snuggling further into the albino's arms. The tips of his eyelashes where blond and glistening with morning tears. As the sun rose, causing the blonds face to glow, he squinted in discomfort before burying his face in Gilbert's neck.
Gilbert chuckled pl
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Matthew poked at the fireplace and the fire roared into life. Alfred had retrieved wood for it an hour earlier and the Canadian had set to work building it right after dinner.
Gilbert had spent the afternoon writing. It wasn't that he was writing a lot, he just felt that he needed to start over several times. He was having trouble writing exactly what he meant. Eventually, though, he was satisfied and folded his page and slipped it into an envelope.
Soon, Matthew and Alfred were huddled around the fire. Matthew had convinced his brother that they were only burning bills and had even brought out some old ones he didn't need. He had already bur
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"Penguin."
"N... Neun."
"Nap."
"Panzer."
"R... Rotate."
"Edelweiss."
"S..."
Matthew lay with Gilbert but antiparallel. This meant his feet were beside Gilbert's head and vice versa. They were playing a word game were one would say a word and the other would have to think of another of any language they knew that started with the same letter as the last letter of the previous word. They had gotten bored waiting for the pizza delivery man to arrive and this was the first thing the Canadian had thought of.
"Ssss... Serendipity."
"That's a word?" Gilbert asked.
"Yes. It basically means 'really great'."
"Fine... It ends with...?"
"Y."
Gilbert thou
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It had been a few days after the whole breaking depression scenario, and everything was starting to fall back into place.
Ludwig was helping setting up for the morning mass when Antonio skipped in. "Where were you? You were supposed to help me here." He said only for the other to grab hold of his hands and was dragged into a dance.
"Dance with me, Luddi!" He said happily, making the other both uncomfortable and confused.
"Something happen?" He asked, wanting to get away from the dancing thing.
"It's almost February! That means Valentines! And that means I can dote and shower affection to Lovi all day!"
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Ludwig managed to get the ring size when the other was sleeping for siesta, using molding clay the other had on hand. Sometimes it's worth having an artist around for things like this, and worked carefully and in secret. Now the ring was missing one thing: the gem.
He didn't know what kind of gem to get so he would have to find a way to get Feliciano to tell him without outright spoiling it.
He was helping the other make pasta for lunch when he figured he would start up the questioning game that they would do to pass the time, and making pasta took a lot of time. He started with something small, and the other played right along as h
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For Ludwig, life in the church was pretty predictable. He was paid little, but he didn't have to pay for living there. He worked different jobs in the church, sometimes it wasn't needed, but he never really questioned it. The small family he became a part of, to a point, was something else as well with two happy go lucky individuals and one who seems to want nothing to do with him but couldn't really get rid of him, now that the youngest of the three is now his boyfriend.
But as he found out soon enough was that his relationship with Feliciano was forbidden in the church. Feliciano knew of this of course, bu
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The next morning after Matthew left for work and dropping the children off at school and Kenelm to be over at a neighbor's for a playdate, Gilbert headed to Frederick's house.
Once he arrived, he noticed that the man's car wasn't around, but he remembered that the man said he was welcomed inside whenever he comes around, and he was going to take up on that offer.
He entered the house and immediately headed up to the nest, where there were fluffy, bright yellow chicks, which all of them started to chirp and having their mouths open. He chuckled at the bunch of birds as he found some worms and a device that
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"Luddi~! Wake up~!" Feliciano sang happily as he bounced on the bed, earning a groan.
"What is it?" Ludwig groaned as he rubbed his eyes.
"It's Christmas!" Feliciano cheered as he held out a pair of red boxers. "Here! Here's my gift to you! Or one of them at least!"
"Underwear?"
"Si! It's tradition here that if you wear these towards the end of the year, then you'll have a year of happiness in the next year!" He said with a smile. "And I want Luddi to have all the happiness he deserves!"
Ludwig blushed at the kind, if not strange, statement as he took the underwear. "Danke…" He said as he got up, followed by
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January turned to February as Ludwig started to notice a lot of things the last few days when the month began.
In the home base, Antonio was singing a song in Spanish while helping Ludwig with the flowers in the mass room of the church.
"You sound happy." Ludwig commented, liking the song even if he had no idea what he just sang.
"Like it? I'm going to sing that to Lovi."
"Sing?"
"Si! Where I'm from, when you treasure someone that's deep in your heart, you sing them a song to let them know how much. In a way its singing your feelings to the person you treasure most in the world."
"I think I understand."
"I'm hopi
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Valentine's Day arrived when Ludwig woke up earlier than usual and got out of bed and placed his harness on. He tucked the still sleeping Italian as he kissed him on the temple, a habit he picked up and didn't find any reason to stop. He went to the mass room to have everything set up for the three weddings that were going to happen. One in the morning, one in the late afternoon, and one in the evening, the most weddings this church has seen in one day.
He had the ring ready the day before, thanks to Antonio when they were out to get things and had to be a bit late getting back to find and purchase the gem, which he can see why Felic
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Icy blue eyes opened when he heard birds chirping outside the open window and, for a moment, closed his eyes and turned over to return to sleep, pulling the blanket up on him. This made him open his eyes wide as he sat up on what he saw was a bed, the blanket he was using pooling on his lap. He saw that he was bandaged from where he was shot by that one man and from there everything returned to him. 'Where am I? Am I in his home? Weren't we in a garden?' He thought when he realized something amiss. 'Feliciano! Where could he be?' He didn't know whether to escape or stay put as he took in his surroundings.
The room he was in was defini
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High up in the mountains within Germany, lies a secret facility with doctors with either small pistols or shot guns.
"Have you found them!?" Demanded one older scientist.
"Not yet sir." Said a young looking man wearing what looked like a military uniform.
"How difficult is it to find two grown men!? One happens to be albino might I add!" He shouted as they ran down the clean tile floor and cold metal hall.
When the hallway was clear of any activity, the air vent on the ceiling was removed and out popped a head of silver-snow short hair, pale skin, and deep ruby eyes as he grinned. "Morons." He said as he brought his head back in
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Icy blue eyes opened slowly when the bright light hit them. He groaned and moved a hand to cover his face, giving him some shade for him to see where he was.
When the storm was getting too much for him in the air, he decided that the best way is to be grounded and he was in a forest. He looked up at the sky for any sign of his brother, but knew that they were separated and could only hope that the other has made the same decision as him and that he will be fine. He wandered in the forest until he became tired and tried to find a place to sleep, which he did eventually, using his wings to protect him from the pounding rain and try to
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