Small Problems Ch.1 (USUK)Arthur dropped the final ingredient into the simmering clear potion. The lock of blond hair fell from his palm and disappeared with a soft plop.
"Finally, America, you'll see." he muttered to himself as he heaved the pot off of the flame and set it down on the cool stone floor of his basement. He then went upstairs and grabbed the old-looking phone off of its hook. He dialed, and waited for someone to pick up.
Alfred whipped out his phone, quickly throwing it in between his shoulder and ear, as he started to madly press on the buttons of his Xbox.
"Y'eeeeeeeello?" he replied, as an explosion sounded loudly in the background.
"Alfred, at least greet someone properly over the phone if you cannot do it in person!" Arthur snapped.
"What!? Dude, i said 'hi,' what else 'ya want?!" Another explosion sounded, and some gunshots as Alfred cursed loudly.
Pinching his nose, Arthur took a deep breath. "Would you like to come over for a drink?" he asked as calmly as he could.
The game immediately
Small Problems Ch.2 (USUK)Arthur flinched back again, cursing his luck. He stared up at Alfred's face and started shaking a bit. He would never admit it, no, but he was a bit afraid. He stayed still and silent, though, and hoped the taller nation would pass it off as an illusion.Small Problems Ch.2 (USUK) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred kept staring at him. "...Are you, like a fairy now or something?"
Out of anger, Arthur finally found his voice. "Of course not, you idiot!" he managed to shout up.
Alfred's confused face turned into a grin. "Dude...then what the hell happened?"
"I-I don't know..." Arthur muttered. He really didn't know what had gone wrong. It should be Alfred small and him normal-sized!
"What do you mean you don't know? It was apparently something YOU did! I mean, if you don't burn the food or drinks you make, course you're gonna screw it up somehow!" Alfred replied, grinning.
"Shut up! I'll figure it out, just go away!"
"Go away?! Dude, I'm a hero, I totally haveta help you now!" Alfred reached out with both hands, gently poking Arthur with one
Small Problems Ch.4 (USUK)Slightly breathless from being dropped, Arthur dashed to the edge of the pillow. "Alfred, come back!"Small Problems Ch.4 (USUK) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred cursed to himself. "No reason to..." he mumbled, closing the door and moving down the hall. But as he stood on the first step of the stairs he hesitated, his foot hovering in the air. He stood there for a moment before sitting down, and leaning his head against the wall.
"ALFRED!" Arthur yelled as loud as he could, but it was probably too late. He slumped onto the pillow, unwanted tears of anger and hopelessness leaking out. He angrily wiped them away, but more came. He curled into a ball again in the middle of the pillow.
Alfred heard his yells but shut his eyes, trying to mute them out. He sat there, not wanting to leave and honestly believing Arthur would screw up when doing something, and he'd need to save him. He sat there for a while when he suddenly fell asleep, on that last step on the top, leaning against the wall.
After about half an hour of just lying there, Arthur su
Small Problems Ch.6 (USUK)Arthur's head shot up as he heard the door slam shut. "ALFRED?!" he called, half-hoping to hear a reply, but not really expecting one. He leaned his forehead against the page for a moment before mentally slapping himself and reading with renewed, forced, concentration.Small Problems Ch.6 (USUK) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred came back half an hour later, taking his wet coat off and hanging it up on a hanger in the closet. He traveled into the kitchen where he started to empty the bags he had brought.
Arthur immediately turned around when he heard the door open again. "A-Alfred?" he called.
"Yeah?" Alfred called back as he left the kitchen and went into the bathroom with the last bag.
Arthur lowered his eyes back to the book, but instead of reading, he just stared at the words. "Nothing."
"Awesome. Didn't think you cared at all." Alfred replied, leaving the bathroom with new clothes on. He was now wearing fluffy pants and a new t-shirt. He fixed his glasses as he went back into the kitchen.
"I-I don't." Arthur said, but from his tone,
Small Problems Ch.7 (USUK)Alfred looked down at him. "So a squirrel could attack and eat you?"Small Problems Ch.7 (USUK) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arthur crossed his arms. "A squirrel won't attack or eat me. I'll be in your pocket or on your shoulder.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuh huh. You want to be in my pocket?!" He looked down at the sweatshirt pocket in question. "You'll suffocate or something!"
"As long as you don't cover it or put pressure on it I'll be fine." Arthur replied, shrugging. "It's better than being inside all day, stuck with nothing to do."
Alfred sighed. "Fine, but you'll be on my shoulder; I don't wanna kill you in my pocket." He offered his hand to him.
"You wouldn't kill me. Besides, if was on your shoulder the whole time, someone will see me." Arthur said, but walked onto it and settled in the center.
Alfred raised him to his shoulder. "No one will see you."
Arthur stepped onto it and gripped his sweatshirt collar for support. "And how do you know that?"
Alfred shrugged, standing. "People these days look ahead of them, not to the sides."
When he began mo
Dragon's Curse Ver 2 Ch 1 (USUK)Alfred was glad when he finally reached the mountain cave. It wasn't too high up the steep slopes, but enough to give the blond man a hard time getting to it. Why was he climbing mountains, you might ask? To kill a dragon. Years ago one had appeared and of course the people had been whipped up into a panic. The king had issued a decree about a few months ago saying that anyone, anyone at all, who killed the beast would automatically get training and eventually knighthood if they were a peasant- like he was- or just massive honours if they were already a knight.Dragon's Curse Ver 2 Ch 1 (USUK) in Romance More Like This
Alfred had of course taken up the offer immediately. His brother Matthew was already a successful healer, but Alfred was kind of just...there. He wanted to help his brother out financially and be a hero, and becoming a knight would solve both of those problems. He hadn't really had a chance before, but now he did so of course he'd take it.
And now he was standing before the lair of the dragon.
"Oi!" he shouted into the darkness.
Small Problems Ch.10 (USUK)Alfred dropped to his knees as he caught him, the tears finally spilling out onto his cheeks. "Arthur?!" He carefully turned him over in his palm, gently moving his finger to try and shake him a bit. "Arthur?!"Small Problems Ch.10 (USUK) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arthur didn't respond, being out cold. His chest was barely moving up and down, and his breathing was shallow.
"S-Shit." Alfred put him on the table. Fingers trembling, he bandaged him up quickly and picked him up again. He carried him up to his room and placed him on the bed, covering him with a blanket.
Arthur whimpered as he was moved, but didn't wake up.
Alfred gulped as he laid him down and left. He returned minutes later with some tea he had struggled to make, putting it on the night table. He then knelt by the side of the bed.
Arthur woke up a long while later, when it was dark out, but he had no desire to speak to Alfred nor face him, so he kept his eyes shit and his breathing the same and pretended to still be out.
Alfred was still kneeling there, staring at him and hop
Small Problems Ch.11 (USUK)"Mornin' Arti-" Alfred froze when his fingers felt only the pillow. "Artie?! Where the hell are ya?!" He was scared to move, though, not wanting to accidentally crush him.Small Problems Ch.11 (USUK) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arthur was instantly startled awake. "Huh- I'm here, Alfred." he called out, groaning as he slowly stretched.
"By your legs. In the corner."
Alfred blinked and glanced down. "What the hell?!"
"I-I may have fallen asleep there..." Arthur mumbled.
Arthur shifted slightly. "Well, I couldn't fall asleep for a while..."
"And nothing. I was looking out the window for a while and fell asleep there. Nothing happened."
"...Wh...Fine, well, come up here!"
Arthur slowly made his way up to Alfred's head, trying to walk with a normal stride. "So now what? We still have a few hours. And don't you dare tell me 'I don't know'."
Alfred watched him carefully. "...I didn't kick you, did I?"
"No, don't worry. You weren't even close." Arthur smiled slightly up at him.
Alfred sighed in relief. "Good, ug
Britannia's Mistake Ch.1 (USUK)Arthur woke up to a massive hangover. That in itself wasn't really either surprising or troubling. However, the cool air on his bare skin had the potential of being problematic. Although he was tangled up in his sheets, something felt off. Even in his hazy mind he could find no recollection of taking his clothes off, and there was no one else in his bed.Britannia's Mistake Ch.1 (USUK) in Romance More Like This
Moaning, he turned onto his side, his hands brushing against some of the fabric covering him. It was...smooth and silky, much softer than his sheets ever were, and most likely ever would be. He stiffened.
It couldn't be.
He hadn't drunk that much, had he? And yet, it was. He was wearing a toga.
Cursing, he sprang up and ran to the nearest mirror to verify his explanation. And sure enough, as he rose he felt a weight on his back. Tilting his head to the side, he caught glimpse of feathers. Then he was in front of his bathroom mirror, where he groaned.
Problematic indeed. The toga settled gracefully around his body as he stood there,
Don't Judge Cats (USUK)"Sacrebleu, that has to be the ugliest cat I've ever seen in my life!" Francis proclaimed, staring with drunken frustration at the drenched orange and white Scottish Fold huddled up close by a dumpster.Don't Judge Cats (USUK) in Romance More Like This
He, Gilbert, Antonio, and a slightly unwilling Alfred had gone out for a few drinks and now they were going home. The Frenchman was close friends with the German and the Spaniard, and the American had tagged along for distraction. It had started raining during their drinking, and none of them had an umbrella.
"Oh Gott, you're right!" Gilbert, the drunkest of the quartet, stumbled up to it and prodded it unceremoniously with his boot. Being so drunk, the nudge turned out harder than he intended.
The cat came to life with a yowl, and it huddled even closer to the dumpster. It was soaked through completely and its fur was matted.
Antonio snickered at it along with the other two, but Alfred stayed silent. The American's blue eyes were locked with the cat's impossibly green one
Small Problems Ch.9 (USUK)Arthur woke up the next morning before Alfred and hugged his fingers tightly before slipping out from under his hand and stretching out on his back on the pillow next to it.Small Problems Ch.9 (USUK) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When Alfred woke up, he immediately looked around for Arthur. "You…didn't leave."
Arthur turned to him and attempted to smile. "Neither did you…"
"Why would I?"
"Well, why would I leave, then?" Arthur asked, moving closer to Alfred's hand again.
"…Cuz you hated me, remember? Aren't you scared I'll put you back in?"
Arthur looked down, but touched his knuckle lightly. "I don't hate you…And…well I am a bit afraid you will, but I certainly hope you won't…"
Alfred's eyes went wide. "Y-You're afraid of me?!"
"W-Well, you are a bit intimidating at that size…And you could do anything you wanted to me, as you proved yesterday…" Arthur shook his head as he remembered.
Alfred shook his head. "Don't be scared…"
"I don't want to be…but I can't help it someti
Bite- Ch1Alfred Jones didn't know what he did to deserve this.Bite- Ch1 in Romance More Like This
Currently he stood under a tree in the pouring rain with a pout gracing his handsome face. After finding out what he was, yet another village banished him with the threat of death if he should ever return. At least they were reasonable; the last village he attempted to reside at almost chopped his head off. Luckily enough for him he was pretty fast.
Was his existence that much of a bother? Sure, he was a vampire, and he really shouldn't be surprised that people wanted him dead. They didn't trust him. They were convinced that he would suck them dry just like every other vampire in these parts. It frustrated him. How was he supposed to be the hero now?
He sighed and hugged his cloak closer to him as the cold wind bit into his pale skin. He sighed; there had to be a place around here somewhere where he could spend the night. He only needed to rest. He'd already fed, so that wasn't much of a problem. Yes, he was still thirsty seeing as
The Red Bull CatastropheAnother boring day, another boring meeting.The Red Bull Catastrophe in Humor More Like This
Another boring speech from the King of boring himself.
America sighed and listened to England drone on and on... and on about his ideas and he just wished the man had a mute button or something. That would make the day so much better.
The American nation started at the other and pretended he was listening. He felt his eyelids droop and his lolling off to one side. Sleep sounded so good right now...
"America! Pay attention!"
"Huh! What?" he jumped a little and with wide eyes he looked around the meeting room. England was glaring at him.
"You're so rude sometimes..." he sighed then took his place again. He'd finished his talk, but obviously didn't like the idea of America not caring.
"Whatever..." America sighed and rested his head on his arms as Russia stood to present his own ideas. England sighed again and politely listened to the large nations ideas.
The meeting passed rather slowly and America almost jumped for joy when Germany finally con
Blessed With A Curse- Ch6Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch6 in Romance More Like This
Antonio didn't look entirely comfortable with the fact Lovino wanted to know how he was turned. The Italian could see that the other's eyes had darkened slightly and he could also see that he had probably brought up some unpleasant memories, but he felt as though he had a right to know. However, despite this, he didn't want to cause any unnecessary discomfort to the Spaniard; even though he had suffered enough without his blood, and Lovino acted as though he didn't care, really... he kind of did. Just a little bit.
"You don't have to talk about it," he quickly said, watching the vampire carefully for some kind of reaction; Antonio just seemed to freeze, drifting off into his own world as the memories revisited him. For a moment, Lovino didn't think that he would respond, but a few seconds later he raised his head and shook it lightly, "No, you should know. I owe you at lea
Blessed With A Curse- Ch7Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously fould mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch7 in Romance More Like This
Lovino tried not to panic. Everything would be all right; nothing bad would have happened. The potato bastard wouldn't have allowed it too, right? If he really cared about Feliciano then everything would be fine... wouldn't it?
He really wasn't paranoid, honestly he wasn't, but recent events have somewhat changed his mindset. He worried about a lot of things he usually wouldn't have paid any mind too in the past. He fretted about things that usually wouldn't concern him, like when his brother would be home and who he would be with when he was out and whatnot. Be this as it may, Lovino refused to admit that he was paranoid. He may be worried, anxious and stressed... but not paranoid.
He arrived at his apartment complex and he almost ran down the hall once he reached his floor. He fumbled for his keys and once he found them, he shoved the little piece of metal into the keyh
Blessed With A Curse- Ch3Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch3 in Romance More Like This
Lovino hadn't slept well for a few days now. He was worried for that bastard sneaking into his room and attacking him when he leased expected it. Some might say that he was being paranoid but he knew that he was just trying to stay safe. Then again... the more he thought about it, the more worried he became. He couldn't help it; how would you feel if a creepy bloodsucker was after you? He sighed and finally decided to get out of bed and get changed, deciding to enjoy his day off without the worry of his blood being sucked. He left the room and scowled at Feliciano talking to Ludwig in the kitchen.
"When did he get here?"
"Ve, Lovi! You're up!" Feliciano greeted happily and smiled over at his brother. Ludwig gave the older Italian a brief nod in acknowledgement then turned away from him. Feliciano had already continued their conversation and he either didn't notice or he di
Blessed With A Curse- Ch5Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch5 in Romance More Like This
"Who the hell are you?!" Lovino backed up to the door and watched the two intruders. They studied him for a moment and the Italian felt a shiver run down his spine. This was so fucking weird. If that stupid tomato bastard sent them then he would fucking pay!
"Oh, he is cute!" one of the men smirked widely. He tucked his wavy blond hair out of his face and he continued to trail his gaze up and down Lovino's body. The Italian blushed slightly; he felt as though the blond man was mentally undressing him. With a noticeable French accent, Lovino wouldn't put it past him.
"I don't know," the other man said with a German accent and Lovino wrinkled his nose.
"Another potato bastard... as if my life could not get any worse..." he mumbled to himself. The German man's red eyes narrowed slightly and he muttered something to his friend. The blond man continued to smirk at him, and now
Blessed With A Curse- Ch4Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth.Blessed With A Curse- Ch4 in Romance More Like This
Lovino watched the window with a nervous expression. Any moment now he should be here. Any moment now. He held on to Alfred's baseball bat with a tight grip and he narrowed his eyes slightly. He wouldn't let this continue. What the hell had he been thinking? He shouldn't have allowed it to happen in the first place.
He started pacing back and forth, his mind racing. His heart pounded in his chest and his breathing started to get faster. He was scared; yes he wouldn't admit it out-loud but he might admit it in his mind. He took a deep breath and tried to work out what he was going to say. He was going to tell Antonio exactly how he felt and he was going to tell him to get the hell out of his life and never come back.
The Italian jumped and let out a small squeak of surprise, which he promptly turned into a low cough as his cheeks turned a light shade of pink. He tur
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The shift at the pizza restaurant was going too slow for Lovino's liking. He sighed and glanced at the time; not even an hour had passed yet and he just couldn't wait for his shift to end so he could get home.
It was boring; the place wasn't even busy and he had nothing to do. It was a Friday night and he didn't understand where everyone was. Then again, in his opinion, this place wasn't the best place in the world. He, personally, would never bring a girl here on a date. It was just he shuddered a little at the thought.
He heard voices outside the restaurant and he glanced up to see who had dared approach this dire location. Three males stood outside the building; one with wavy blond hair, one with an egotistical smirk and red eyes and the last male was tanned with green eyes. Lovino just rolled his eyes; probably friends coming home from a drunken night out and wanting pizza after wards. Great.
He heard arguing outside. The red-eyed male was declaring someth
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
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 shuffled out of the room lethargically into the large living space to find his vampire tomato bastard strumming absently on his guitar. Antonio looked up when Lovino sat beside him and he smiled a bright smile, "Buenos días, Lovi!" he received a mumbled reply in response and the vampire chuckled, "Did you sleep well?"
"Meh... I guess," Lovino replied and
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 they had acted like they had known each other for years.
And that was why Antonio was now walking across the street to the house opposite his own with a bright smile. It was always good to have a friend, right? He approached the other brunette and extended his hand, that smile always remaining and he said, "Hola! I'm Antonio! I live across the street.
Chibirisu- USUK Ch 1America was purely dumbfounded as he stared down at what looks to be a 5-year-old blonde boy.Chibirisu- USUK Ch 1 in Romance More Like This
America stood outside England's door. He thought it would be a wonderful idea to surprise England by coming over from New York. 'He wouldn't mind if I just let myself in.' he thought impatiently. Opening the old, squeaky door, he just waltzed in. He walked over to the living room and saw no sigh of England, so he moved upstairs to his bedroom. He wasn't there either. America finally tried his Study. He pressed his ear to the door and could hear England muttering something to himself in a foreign language. America snickered to himself and threw open the door.
"England! Talking to yourself!? Wooooooow, buddy!"
"Wha-" he spun around to look at the annoying American at the door, realizing too late that he dropped the colourful bottles he was holding. "SHIT!"
All America saw was a large cloud of smoke, England enveloped somewhere inside. When the smoke finally cleared America's
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He was just sitting there on the shelf, covered in dirt and dust. His dull green eyes watched you grow from child to woman, always looking down sadly when you were on the phone with another man. He wished he could be human, he wished to be yours. But no matter how much he tried, no matter how much he wished, he knew it was hopeless. He was stuck in the little wooden body, forever to watch you until the day he was thrown away.
It was just another night, another boyfriend dumped you for some slut. You cried into your pillow, staining it with your tears. Everyone had left you, gone somewhere else while you remained at home to drown in your misery. That was when you looked up at the shelf you had neglected for so long that you couldn't remember what was up there anymore. You got up from your bed, sniffling a little as you stood on your desk chair to see what was there. You gasped, then smiled in childish delight. "Arthur! I thought I lost you!" Yo
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Bunny!England/Arthur x Reader
"I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clocks screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops as they're falling tell the story"
You stop singing for a second when you heard a rustle behind you, fear grabbing a hold of your rapidly beating heart. Ever since your grandmother had gotten sick, it had taken an hours' walk between her house and your village as you were the only family left to take care of her. The dirt road you traveled along was well hidden from the main path and was shorter, but you had heard stories of a strange creature haunting the woods at night from the other villagers. Of course, you passed them off as old wives tales and continued to get the tonic that would ease your grandmothers' pain that had been prescribed by the local doctor.
You turn around slowly, only to find nothing there but the wind picking up the dust from the road. '(NAME), you're letting your imagination r
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"No! You're not getting anymore!"
"Dammit! I said no!"
"NO!" You shouted, holding the plate of lettuce high above your head as you shuffled onto the table away from the white blob circling it. It stopped at the chair, then hopped up and stared at you with big blue puppy dog eyes. "I said no! For the last time, you're not getting anymore tonight." You snapped, slidding off the other side and opening the fridge. You quickly shoved the platter in and slam the door, glaring at the whimpering white blob at your feet. "I'm sorry, but I can't afford to feed you so much right now." You sigh, kneeling down to pat him on the head. It's been a whole month since you had brought him home and he was already racking up quite a bill. You see, as a gift from your so-called friends, you had recieved an America Mochi, a popular type of pet.
The little white blob that had been affectionately named Alfie nuzzl
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"There. That should do it." You grinned at the vase full of sunflowers. They brightened the small bland apartment easily with their yellow petals and sweet summer scent, which caused you to smile. "Da?" You looked down at the little white blob halfway covered in a beige scarf, smiling even bigger as you picked him up. "Look at the sunflowers." You pointed to them as you placed him on the table. The mochi opened his violet eyes and stared at the brightly colored flower, happily squeaking when you pulled out the closest one. "Here." You smiled and cut off the stem just enough so that he could hold onto it, then handed it to him before he squeaked a thank you.
"You're welcome." You watched him hop down and roll over to the sliding screen door, nestling on his sunflower patterned pillow before taking a nap in the sunlight. You couldn't help it; you ran to your room and grabbed your camera to take a picture of the ever so cute sight.
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"Maple! Where are you?" You shouted, peering beneath the couch for the little white blob with dark sapphire eyes and circular glasses. You had bought him by accident, thinking that you had bought an America mochi from the pet shop. But he was so sweet and cute, you just didn't have the heart to return him. Instead, you decided to keep him and it was the best choice you ever made. The only problems were that when he talked or squeaked, it always so soft you could barely hear him and he went invisible mode most of the time, so it was difficult to keep an eye on him.
This was one of those times.
You had just gotten back from the laundry room in the basement with a basket full of clothes when you noticed that little Maple was not on the couch with his toy bear Kumajirou. You set the basket down and began looking around. You looked under the bed and the covers, ripped everything out of your closet, opened the stove, move things around in the fridge, even
Surprise, Surprise (PruCan MPREG)- Chapter OneGilbert woke up to the sound of someone retching. He sat up groggily and noticed that his husband, Matthew, wasn't in bed.Surprise, Surprise (PruCan MPREG)- Chapter One in Romance More Like This
“Birdie…? Are you ok?” he called, getting up and heading toward the bathroom. He opened the door and saw Matthew hunched over the toilet, trying to hold his shoulder-length blonde hair out of his face while he threw up.
“Matthew!” he exclaimed, rushing over to the smaller man’s side, wrapping one arm around his shoulders and holding his soft blonde hair out of the way.
When Matthew finished emptying his stomach, Gilbert got a damp washcloth and handed it to the blonde to wipe his face with. “What’s wrong, Birdie?” he asked in concern.
“Thank you, Gil…” Matthew said shakily. “I-I’m fine…”
“Mattie, you've been doing this,” he gestured to the bathroom, specifically to the toilet, “for the past week and a half. Do you need to go to the doctor?&
... And One Did (PruCan)Prussia smiled and kissed the blonde again, this time more passionately, threading his hands through the other nation's silky golden hair as Canada pulled him down to straddle his lap.... And One Did (PruCan) in Romance More Like This
While running his hands trough Canada's hair, he must have accidentally pulled on his curl, and... Everyone knows what happened next...
When Prussia brushed his fingers against Canada's curl, Canada froze, causing Gil to pull away.
"Vat's wrong, Birdie?" he asked.
"N-nothing... It's just... My curl..." the smaller blonde blushed deeply.
"Vat about your curl?" he asked, running his finger along it again. Canada let out a strangled moan, and Prussia (who was still sitting on Canada's lap), felt the effect his playing with the curl had on Canada. "Kesesesese... So zat's vat it does... In zat case!" He gave the curl a sharp tug.
Canada uttered a slightly animalistic cry and bucked his hips under Prussia, p
Sweet Dreams (ChibitaliaxHoly Roman Empire)Italy was asleep in Germany's bed. Again.Sweet Dreams (ChibitaliaxHoly Roman Empire) in General Fiction More Like This
Germany sighed. He was slowly getting used to the happy-go-lucky Italian's habits. Instead of freaking out or trying to wake up the sleeping nation, he gently moved the smaller brunette to the side so he could lie down and get some sleep himself. As soon as he laid down, Italy rolled over and snuggled into the blonde's back. Again, Germany sighed.
"Gute Nacht, Italien..." he murmured before falling asleep.
In Italy's dream, he was a small child again. He was sweeping the floor in the kitchen, humming a happy song. When he turned around, he froze in surprise. A small blonde boy wearing all black with a matching hat was standing in the doorway shyly.
Italy's eyes teared up. "Holy Rome! It's you! You promised you would come back, but you never did..." Suddenly, the dream had changed. Holy Rome was still a child, but Italy was an adult. "I waited for you, but you didn't come back... Why didn't you keep your promise?"
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Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard...
I unlocked the doors of the old green pickup truck and swung into the driver's seat. My cousin Francis came out of the front door and leaned against the porch.
"You're going out in that peice of crap truck again? Why is it so special to you?"
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
Dog tags hangin’ from the rear view
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a 'Go Army' shirt folded in the back...
I looked around the messy interior of the cab. He never did clean it out before he left...
" It's special because it's his... From before he left, before he didn't come home..." A few tears gathered in my eyes, but I blinked them away.
My other cousin, Arthur, came out. "Oh, leave him be Francis. They were brothers. It's Mattie's way of remembering him."
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that’s alright
People got their ways of c
If One Would... (PruCan oneshot)No one recognizes me... No one knows who I am... But if just one would...If One Would... (PruCan oneshot) in Romance More Like This
Canada sat at the end of the hall, listening to the other countries yell at each other, and waiting for them to notice him-- but he knew they never would.
For some reason, he found his eyes drawn to a certain albino ex-nation. Prussia. He allowed himself this one time to loose himself in his thoughts, about what would happen if one day people started noticing him, if one day, that one person he really wanted to notice him would.
He was so intent in his thoughts that he didn't realize that the meeting had ended and he was still staring at the Germanic nation.
Then, something rare happened. One of his fellow countries approached him.
"Mon amour? Is something wrong?" asked France.
"Ah! Papa! I'm sorry! No, nothing's wrong. I was just... Thinking..." the Canadian replied quietly, the way he always talked. Everything about the blonde said 'quiet' and 'shy'.
"I noticed you were staring at Prussia... Why
You're SafeLudwig snapped awake when his bedroom door slammed open, revealing his roommate, Feliciano. The Italian ran into the room and stopped at the German's bedside.You're Safe in Horror More Like This
"Italy... What do you want?" Ludwig sighed, using his country representation from the UN in place of his actual name. Then he noticed that the smaller man was shaking gently. "Italy...? What's wrong?" He reached over and turned Feliciano's head to face him. His eyes widened when he saw the tears running down the slight brunette's face.
"Feliciano...?" he asked, using the brunette's real name. "Feli, what's wrong?"
The Italian just sniffed and threw his arms around the blonde's neck, burying his head in Ludwig's chest and mumbling, "Don't leave me alone..."
I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said I'd never let you go
When all those shadows
Almost killed your light
That night, one year ago to the day, was the day the world erupted into chaos. Feliciano had been the target
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" This is the last straw!" The angry Brit stated." America has gone to far this time." He stormed into his basement which was full of different potions and torture devices.
Britain then picks up his cloak,drapes it over his shoulders and looks to find where he put his spell book. " Where the bloody hell did I put that thing?" Britain questioned himself. He continued to search for it, consistently shuffling through his book shelf to find the correct book. " Ahh there it is!" The Brit grabbed a dark 'fairly old' brown book, and opened it. The pages had a few burn marks from multiple failed attempts to do the right spells. He continued to flip through the book until he found what he was looking for.
Britain placed his finger where the exact spell he wanted to use and grinned. " I will make America sick for a week that'll teach him." He giggled at the thought of it.Closing his eyes Britain began to chat in Latin the spell that would cause America to get sick."Ringo-Jonto Tita-Monia, Jack l
Swimming Troubles (USUK)It all just happened so fast, and Britain had no control. One minute he was reading one of his favourite novels, the next he was tossed into the lake, where he and the other countries were currently on a vacation.Swimming Troubles (USUK) in Short Stories More Like This
He struggled for a moment, before going under, eyes wide as he tried to get back to the surface. He felt something grab his waist, and he struggled violently, releasing his air as he tried to shout, instinctively inhaling, only to get a lungful of water. He started to feel sluggish, and his eyes closed, falling limp as he passed out.
Breaking the surface, Germany swam him to shore, laying him on the ground and immediately started CPR. Everyone stay silent, minus France and Scotland, who were shouting at a confused and slightly terrified America. They were silenced when Britain coughed, vomiting up a bunch of water, and lay on his side, coughing up water with each breath.
‘Shit dude, I didn’t mean it!’ A loud familiar voice shouted beside him, and he shoved h
Filled Out Love (Chubby!America x Reader) (12)Alfred loved his hamburgers, he really did. It was very rare to see him without one, munching away as he did whatever he was doing, laughing without a care in the world.Filled Out Love (Chubby!America x Reader) (12) in Short Stories More Like This
Because of his nasty habit, his body did not show its appreciation. Hitting college, his toned body of 190, ballooned up to a massive chubby one of 315, a startling change to say the least.
But he did not mind, he just took the jokes and laughs without a word, and continued to eat, despite the pleading from his father, who eventually stopped trying. Or so it seemed to Alfred, who continued to eat, and continued to gain, weighing 340 before his life changed.
Hearing another student had transferred, Alfred ignored his professor, instead trying to rub his stomach, but was unable to reach, moaning sadly to himself.
Suddenly, soft, dainty hands rubbed his stomach, and he sighed, not noticing that his class was gone, and he closed his eyes as they continued, turning every now and then to let out burps of built up gas.
Potions (FrUk)England looked at himself, lower his head. He was currently a cat, an injured one at that, taking shelter in a back alleyway, shivering in the cold rain.Potions (FrUk) in Short Stories More Like This
America had been joking around, in his home, spilling a potion on him, and then throwing him out. Now he was lost, alone, and afraid, meowing quietly in fear as he shook. It was only getting colder as the minutes passed, and he feared he wouldn’t make it till morning.
He meowed again, freezing when something moved near his head, his small heart beating rapidly. Something grabbed him and lifted him, causing him to meow loudly, struggling in their grasp.
‘Calm down, litt’e one.’ England froze at the voice, knowing who it was immediately. He was turned, revealing France, who was looking at his damaged paws with a frown. ‘Wh’t happened to a pr’cious zhing like ‘ou?’ He cooed, covering the English cat with his coat, as he hurried towards his home.
Too exhausted by adrenaline leaving his
Filled Out Love (Chubby!Canada x Reader) (3)‘Hey Mattie, why don’t ya go feed, you fatarse!’ There was silence, before the whole class burst into laughter, pointing and throwing insults at the aforementioned Mattie, who stumbled out of the room, crying.Filled Out Love (Chubby!Canada x Reader) (3) in Short Stories More Like This
Hiding up on his schools roof, Matthew buried his flabby face into his meaty hands, sobbing loudly.
Matthew Williams was always bullied like this, all for the same reason. He was chubby, always had been since he was a child, just like his brother. Except where his brother lost the fat, and grew muscles, Matthew grew chubbier, his waistline growing little by little, despite his attempts to stop it.
Alfred eventually stopped caring, leaving Matthew to fend off the bullies himself, coming home almost every day beaten black and blue. Hearing the roof door creak open, Matthew whimpered, hiding behind a section of wall, hoping his pudge wouldn’t give him away.
‘Mattie? Mattie, are you up here?’ Matthew relaxed, but still hid himself, watching the per
Bringing Him HomePrussia felt his heart stop as he watched France stab his brother right through the heart. He didn’t even realize he had sprinted across the battlefield and punched him in the face until he was kneeled beside the dying empire.Bringing Him Home in Short Stories More Like This
“H-Hey, stay vith me.” He gently cradled him, pressing against the gaping wound in his chest. A pale shaky hand stopped him, and pale blue eyes stared into his crimson orbs.
“I-Ich leibe dich…” He gasped, before his hand went limp and his eyes slid shut.
“Nein, nein! Stay vith me!” He shouted at him, already knowing it was too late. He shut his eyes and started to sob, holding his corpse close. He had been too late, and as a result he watched his brother die from a plot to break his power. He cried silently as it began to rain,
ignoring his soldiers as they left the sobbing nation to grieve.
He sniffled when he felt the limp body start to stir, and his looked down in shock. Pale eyelids fluttered open to reveal dar
Canadian Birthday (PruCan)Opening his brilliant violet eyes, Canada frowned.Canadian Birthday (PruCan) in Short Stories More Like This
He knew it would be the same old routine, despite the fact that it was his birthday. Sitting up, he yawned, shuffling his way downstairs. Nobody ever remembered his birthday, for his brother’s overshadowed his, and he was always forgotten.
Entering his kitchen, Canada nearly had a heart attack.
‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!’ There stood Prussia, with his usual stupid grin, holding out a stack of pancakes, the words Happy Birthday Birdie! scrawled in syrup.
Canada blushed, hugging his long term boyfriend before sitting down, devouring the pancakes quickly.
‘Vas mein birdie thinking he vould be vithout the Awesome me today?’ Prussia teased, smirking when Canada blushed, looking down at the floor.
‘Vell, ve are going to have an awesome day!’ And with that he dragged Canada out of his house, laughing when Canada protested, giving up when they got into his car.
The day, even though a bit strange at time
Of Loving Nightmares (UsUk)An occasional cry of fear escaped the tossing and turning figure on the bed, clearly caught in the throes of a vicious nightmare. The cries increased in volume, as the door was thrown open, and a tall figure rushed over to the bed, immediately gathering the sleeping figure into their arms.Of Loving Nightmares (UsUk) in Short Stories More Like This
‘It’s alright, I’m here, and it’s alright.’ They cooed quietly, not even flinching as the sleeping figure lashed out, punching them in various places. The comforting words worked their way into the sleeping figures brain, and the cries and struggles ceased, as the person awoke. Emerald green stared deep into cerulean blue, time seemingly non-existent as they stared at each other. Flashing a brilliant green, the once sleeping person escaped from the embrace, glaring at the other person, who looked on in confusion.
‘G-Get out.’ They ordered shakily, pointing towards the half-open door.
‘Why? What did I—GET OUT!’ The person shouted, grabbing th
A Thousand Years (GerIta)That soft familiar smile was all that stopped him from pulling the trigger. Lean fingers curled around his clenched hands, coaxing them from the trigger. He collapsed to his knees, eyes wide as he stared behind the other, rifle barrel faced in the dirt. Italy kneeled onto one knee, hugging Germany with one arm as his other rested on top of the gun with the German’s.A Thousand Years (GerIta) in Short Stories More Like This
“Germany….it’s-a time to stop.” He murmured into his ear, the gun falling onto its side with a crash. Germany’s eyes went wider as Italy collapsed onto him, smiling as his eyes closed with panicked shouts growing mute as he faded into darkness.
Prussia watched with pained eyes as his brother collapsed into sobs once more, hugging the weathered gravestone. He touched his shoulder gently, pulling him back and up onto his feet, guiding him to their car.
“Ti amo~” Came a faint murmur as he turned back for one last look. He smiled faintly and turned back around.
“Ich leibe d
Acceptance (Naga!England x America) (Part 1)Alfred was completely and utterly lost.Acceptance (Naga!England x America) (Part 1) in Short Stories More Like This
‘Ah man, I knew they would do this!’ He muttered to himself, pushing past a particularly large bush. Alfred had been forced into the dark woods that were far from his town, on an impromptu camping trip, and the moment he had stepped from the car his so called ‘friends’ drove off, leaving him abandoned.
So now he was trying to find his way back to civilization, starting to freak out as the sun started to set. Stumbling into a clearing, Alfred sat down on a rock, looking around fearfully.
He was never one for scary stories and movies, but now his imagination was in overdrive, and he was terrified out of his mind.
‘Come on man, I gotta keep goin’.’ He kept telling himself, but his body wouldn’t have it, and so he sat. Something rustled to his right, and he whirled around, eyes focusing on the spot, before there was a flash of movement.
He was up and running at that, not looking where he was going, and
Anniversary (Neko!Canada x America)‘Come on, wake up!’ Matthew Williams grunted, snuggling deeper into his covers, purring in content. ‘Aww!’ The bed dipped as something sat beside him, and something heavy was draped over him, causing him to purr louder. The object shifted slightly, and Matthew shivered when warm air hit the back of his neck, rolling his eyes.Anniversary (Neko!Canada x America) in Short Stories More Like This
‘Well, a few minutes can’t hurt.’ With that statement the object slipped under the cover, wrapping his arms around the half-awake Matthew, and pulling him close to his chest. Matthew purred, and wrapped his tail around the other’s waist, causing the other to chuckle.
Matthew was half-human, half-cat, a side effect of the years of experimentation inflicted upon him by his parents. Deemed a failure, he had been abandoned deep in the countryside of Great Britain, having figured out too late. He wandered for days, cold and starving, before his strength finally gave out, and he finally collapsed in a field.
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Switched: One Wacky Week
"ALFRED! YOU BLOODY GIT!"
"I'm sorry, dude! I'm sorry!"
Arthur Kirkland, my older brother, stood livid in front of me, his best suit and tie soaked. I had hit him in the elbow, causing him to drop his cup of freshly brewed tea.
"Damn it, why did you do that?!" he shouted at me.
"It was an accident!" I blustered. I hadn't meant to hit him. I really hadn't.
The Englishman bent down to pick up the cup, shaking his head. "Honestly, when I was bringing you up, I never thought you'd turn out like the idiot you are now," he muttered.
His words were meant for only him to hear, but I heard them. "Hey! I'm no idiot!"
Arthur straightened up and looked at me. "Oh yeah?" His eyes, green as the Emerald Isle, wer
AmericaxReader: Spirit of the USAAmericaxReader: Spirit of the USA in Romance More Like This
The sounds of the city seemed strangely muted this evening.
I crossed the street as soon as the white person sign came up on the other side of the crosswalk. In my hand were a dozen red roses.
But my destination was not a handsome man's house or a fancy restaurant. No, these were not red roses of love. Their deep red represented another meaning.
I walked for half an hour toward my destination. I lifted my eyes.
There it was.
I looked around. There was nobody in the area.
Casting glances around me, I sneaked into the memorial.
The blaring of car horns and various noises that were characteristics of a city suddenly could not be heard. All I could hear now was the gentle rumble of water.
The memorial looked so peaceful. So quiet. Just as how it sho
EnglandxFairy!Reader- FlutterFlutterEnglandxFairy!Reader- Flutter in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur walked down the path just behind his house in a dark green hoodie.This path led into a lush green forest. Just one of his favorite places whenever he had a day off.But he wasn't using this time to spend time with his fairy tale friends. Oh no, he was blowing off steam. Both Alfred and Francies had pushed his buttons today.But he kept his gentleman demeanor and insulted them with a smile and class.
He trudged through the forest floor.Soon making his way to a huge open lake.It glowed and sparkled. It was a magical lake, but it only worked on certain times.It was hard to tell when though.He removed his hood and closed his eyes. He held out his right hand to the side and and muttered a few words. Little flares of light came together to form something. It flashed and a wooden stick appeared in his hand.
He went up to a tree and examined it to make sure none of his tale friends were living in it. When he confirmed what he was their for and started hitting the stick
You'll Always Be My Hero - Short 9/11 tribute USUKIt wasn't fair.You'll Always Be My Hero - Short 9/11 tribute USUK in Settings More Like This
That simple thought ran through the American's head as he sat in the corner of his room, shaking, forcing himself not to cry. He had to be strong. He was America he was--
Everything about today just tore him apart. He should've seen it coming, it was his fault. That's what he kept telling himself. Everything was his fault. Security should've been higher, there had to be signs that he had missed. People died, and it was his fault.
All his fault.
He was supposed to be the hero, wasn't he? Then why couldn't he save all those people? Why? It wasn't fair...
His hands curled int fists, smashing against the floor in frustration. He hated how oblivious he was, and it was driving him insane. Even if it happened all those years ago...it still hurt. Two beautiful buildings, demolished. Innocent people, murdered. Families lost loved ones, fathers, mothers, even children. He thought about, what if someone he held desperately close to his heart was in the
Friday the 13th - PruCan"Matthew, I'm going over Arthur's house!" Alfred called out to his brother. The Canadian lifted his head from the book he was reading to look at him.Friday the 13th - PruCan in Settings More Like This
"You're leaving me? Alone? On Friday the 13th?" Matthew tilted his head, pointing to the calendar, which indeed stated that it was in fact Friday the 13th. Alfred gave a small laugh before opening the door. He leaned against the doorway, giving a slight shrug of his shoulders.
"Oh, of course not..." A smirk spread across his face, gaining and odd glance from the quiet blonde.
"What are you-"
"Bye bro!" He called out, rushing out the door before Matt could ask any more questions. The blonde was confused, but didn't bother to stop his brother and his crazy ideas. It was probably something stupid, knowing Alfred. He went back to reading his book.
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