Bet (America X Geeky!Male!Reader)More Like This
(Name) groaned as he walked to P.E., his least favorite period, but second to last one until he was free for winter break. The male was an average "video game geek" or just "geek" as he loved to play all sorts of games and was very well at his studies. Recently new to Hetalia High, he was flocked by girls the moment he stepped through the door. I mean, who wouldn't? Soft (h/c) locks that shined, (e/c) eyes that were behind glasses, and he was lean as he ate well with intelligence to match. You wouldn't believe this handsome young man was bullied in the last school, pushed to the ground all the time, teased. It was all because of what he was loved (video games) and...he was bisexual. Yep, (Name) loved and appreciated both genders! Now he was scared to tell anyone in case the bullying happens again so he kept quiet about it unless somebody directly asked.
Sighing, he jostled his way to his locker, waving to some of his friends. After changing, he set off to P.E. speaking with some of his
Brother!Kirklands x Male!Reader x Germany PrologueIt was a dark night in London. As usual it was raining. A young girl was running down the streets and into alleys trying to find the correct house. Cradled in her arm was a baby, not even a day old. As the girl reached a dead end she cursed softly, which she never did. Going back the way she came, she did her best to protect the child from the rain.More Like This
'Where is it?' she thought. She was starting to get desperate to find the house that she searched for.
Eventually she reached the doorstep of the house she was looking for. However, calling it a house was an understatement. It was more of a mansion than anything. As she walked towards the door she looked at the sleeping child in her arms. 'It's for the best' she kept repeating in her head. 'If he knew he would never let me keep you.'
Taking a deep breath she stopped outside the door and gently put the baby on the doorstep. She rang the doorbell before running to hide in the bushes to make sure the baby was taken into the house.
The door ope
Dragon's Mate [Denmark x Male!Reader]Dragon's MateMore Like This
Denmark x Male!Reader
Notice: A tiny hit of the 'do' is happening in here. If you cannot take it do not read it.
Greedy and uncaring, but at the same time loving and timid. That's how your dragon is-- your dragon and yours alone. A sly tyrant of the skies, his people once ruled the world along side their chosen 'mate' holding them above all else and cherishing them like the jewels they really are. Even with this war between countries going on... you often ask yourself... why does he do this?
Why does he even bed you knowing full and well that you will not conceive a child? That his blood line will not continue? Why... why does he continue to do this? Humans deciding that the people of his kind were too strong-- binding them to another to create a type of 'weakness' in them. Women were often chosen for this-- being the ones to call to the dragon with their blood and to hear their 'voice' when they are changed.
But now... the last dragon is of
DaylightDisclaimer: I do not own hetalia or Ivan and Yao. They belong to that person who made Hetalia...and the characters. If you do not like fluff of boy X boy...(YAOI) do not read.More Like This
He tried to warn me, but I didn't listen. I didn't want to...what he told me was too...unbelievable to be true. No...that's a lie. I just didn't wanna believe it.
I deserve to be crying right now. Alone. And in the dark. I look so pathetic. But I can't stop thinking about him...he tried to tell me last night that he was leaving...for good. He said it wasn't my fault, it was just that we didn't work out. That he's dangerous and it will keep me happy and safe. But how can I be happy when he is gone now? Forever. I don't want another Sino-Soviet split. No. Nyet.
World meeting (Day Two)
Narrators point of view.
"Is China coming today? He normally isn't late," Ivan looked around at everybody, but no one seemed to hear him. Heh...
Wii Fitness (Germany x Reader)More Like This
Games 'n' Guys - Germany
'I really need to convince Ludwig to buy some video games.' you thought as you clutch the Wii fit , the Wii, and the actual game in your hands. It's a complete struggle to raise your arm and knock on the door, praying that he'd answer it soon.
And like the saint he was, Germany opened the door after the first knock and once he realized it was you he quickly helped you out. Taking the games in his arms like it was nothing.
"Engel! Why are you carrying all this stuff by yourself?" he asked , the worry and confusion evident in his voice.
You huff and puff,trying to catch your breath from carrying all of your stuff and walk to his house. Once you were breathing right again, you raised your flushed face to smile up at the buff male.
"I just wanted to spend some time with you.~" you say causing red to paint across his face. He clears his throat to distract you from his blush. "Well come in. I'll fix you some water while you hook..this up."
You both walk inside his w
BTLG - Wolfish Desire - Germania x ReaderMore Like This
You let out a strangled noise of pain.
White hot agony shot up from somewhere in your half-conscious body.
Thinking you were still at home on your comfy couch you tried to fidget when you found your body was moving on its own.
Eyes snapping from their drooping state you at last saw your body being dragged. Highly confused and disoriented you kicked only to receive the most horrendous pain imaginable.
Stiffening you dared your eyes to look ahead to see a wolf.
The wolf stared at you with sickly yellow eyes and continued to growl.
Looking down to its mouth you saw your ankle bitten and bloody. Turing your attention back to it, you saw the wolf still trying to drag you to who knows where.
Screaming and determining to put up at least a fight before you got eaten, you grabbed for any tree root that would give you leverage to be away from the beast’s mouth.
To your right side you saw an exposed tree root tha
Prince!TurkeyXStreetRat!Reader-Testing WorthPrince!TurkeyXStreetRat!Reader- Testing WorthMore Like This
"Look, another princess is on her way to the castle."
"This princess looks so much more extravagant than the others that went before."
"Do you think she would be the one that would win the Prince's hand in marriage?"
You pulled away from looking at a cart filled with fruits and looked at the finely combed horse that clopped its steady way down the cobble streets of the desert city. On top of the horse was a princess dressed in fine, embroidered clothe, a feathered hat, and gold jewelery that glittered in the sun light as she kept her head up in a way that you thought was sort of snobby. You watched as the pompous princess took one glance at the group of people that collected at the edge of the streets, wanting to look but were too afraid to get nearer, and grimaced at the sight of them before sticking her nose back up towards the sky. You rolled your eyes at this and crossed your arms.
"That's the tenth princess heading towards
Male! Reader x Pirate FourLet it be noted that what I meant by Pirate Four were the four countries that I immediately think of when I hear pirate Hetalia, meaning England, Prussia, Spain, and France. There is some violence.More Like This
-Flashback To Several Centuries Ago-
As England pushed the door to the bar open, he saw Prussia and Spain sitting at a far table, talking quietly.
“Hey.” Prussia said, not even looking up. France walked over, carrying four mugs of rum with him.
“I still can’t believe he’s gone.” mumbled Spain.
“He knew, though, he did give us the ships and our captaincy before hhe, well, you know...” sighed England, sitting in a chair. France shook his head, long blond hair waving slightly.
“What are we going to do now, though?” he asked softly, handing a mug to Prussia, who accepted it gratefully. “All my plans revolved around working with him and you guys, and his death put a hold on them.”
Gakuen!Russia x China: BullieGakuen!Russia x China: Bullies & Experiments pt. 1More Like This
Warning!!!! This is my very first writing of any sort... first couintryxcountry..first hetalia fanfic..first fanfic in general....VERY FIRST WRITING SUBMITTED TO THE PUBLIC! Please go easy on me ^_^" But KIND helpful critisim is welcome~ So enjoy..
Yeah i know it sucks. Dont rub it in.
Ivan sighed. Science class was usually very interesting to him, mostly because of his teacher’s ways of teaching. Mr. Ingersoll understood him better than his other teachers. But to his dismay, as he walked into the classroom, he found a substitute teacher in his favorite teachers place.
As the rest of the class took their seats, Ivan watched as a certain Chinese boy/man made his way into the class. He watched from behind his scarf, watching his agile movements, as he swerved his hip around to sit in his desk, pulling out his hello kitty decorated binder. ‘Yao’ he sighed softly,
Hetalia - Never ForgetTitle: Never ForgetMore Like This
Characters: America (Alfred F. Jones), Romania (Vladimir), Transylvania (Cosmina)
Warnings: None, other than the severe feels factor.
Author's Notes: I wrote this last year after 9/11 when the idea just suddenly hit me. But I didn't upload it anywhere last year because 9/11 had already passed, so I think it's a good one to upload in tribute this year.
Vladimir hurriedly swept through the seemingly never-ending hallways of his castle, the dual ribbons on his miniature top hot flowing behind him in the breeze he created with his own quick steps. He was confused, frustrated, and very concerned. His gloved hands clenched at his sides and a scowl on his face, he was only slightly relieved when he ran across his daughter near the east wing.
"Cosmina, have you seen Alfred?" Even as he spoke, he barely slowed his pace until he stood directly in front of he
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Ivan sighs to himself slightly as he sits on his chair. It was the chair that Yao had brought him last time he was there, Ivan refuses to buy his own things. He wasted the little money he did have, on something like a chair? That was stupid. He would rather buy food, and when he could ask Yao to go on a date with him. He sits back in the chair, he sighs, and most wouldn't accept things from people so easily and not feel bad about it. But it was Yao, he had learned a long time ago saying no, would just end up with more stuff.
He sighs slightly, Yao, he always thought about him. Even when his sisters where over, he would talk about him. Neither of them where very happy about it when he did but he still did. He frowns slightly to himself as he thinks about it, his sisters never liked anybody he was friends with but he guessed that's what he got for being so close to his sisters. His younger sister had just started college, and his older sister was married, but both of them came over every
CLOSED! 3,000 Points Give-Away!Hello my friends! I want to share my points~~ So I decided to do a give away ^^More Like This
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Assistant Teacher... Grell x (M) Reader (12)I only own the story...More Like This
I could have been found out, he snots in his laughter and I smile. I'm thinking too much, he lets go of my phone and I stay a second longer on top of him as he laughs. I turn his giggling self over and pick him up, his face is red from laughing holding around my neck. "You are so fun, you cannot tell me you still think someone would not find you exciting," he says causing me to smile at him and carry him almost like a bride. I've done it before, but I never thought of it as bridal style, but more of it like 'my clumsy friend tripped and twisted his ankle' style. He smiles and rests his head on my shoulder, "I am not fun, I like to sit and not move," I say to him smiling, I make it to the attic and its completely refurbished, most of the things I did on my own. White walls, not exactly clean, but my fortress, "Gawd, ___! Do you ever clean this place?" he asks hopping down. I laugh, "No... I have
Grell x (M) Reader: Diary of thoughts, and love? 3Entry 57: April 28 1890, England Reaper Realm, Karen's Housing, after the date.More Like This
"Oh that was so much fun," Karen says to me smiling, I smile and nod my head, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. "Yes, that was nice, thank you for accompanying me," I say smiling as she holds my left arm tight for it is cold, our breaths blow in our face as we walk to her apartment. I stop at her apartment complex and look up, it resembles a nice nearly fancy hotel, she smiles and blushes as I walk her to the front door of the building. "W-Would you like to come up for a moment?" she asked blushing bright, looking at my chest then slowly up to my neck then my lips. I look her up and down then move closer, "I don't think that would be good, we may get into trouble," I say softly on her lips. Allowing my heated breath to tease her into a kiss, I stall, for I have no want to kiss her, her lips do not drive my hunger to taste.
I stand and allow her as she co
France x Reader - Sleepy AffectionsMore Like This
If there was one thing Francis Bonnefoy loved more than the world, it definitely had to be you.
And also the fact that you were just too cute when you got drowsy.
“You don’t have to stay awake with me, mon amour,” Francis spoke, his voice so gentle you could’ve sworn it was trying to coax you to sleep. “I’ll be finished with all this paperwork soon. Get some rest before me, oui?”
“But…” A yawn broke through your voice, effectively cutting off your sentence. “…I don’t want you to be lonely…”
His heart swelled at your words, a warm smile touching his lips as he chuckled. “Me? Lonely? With someone like you by my side? _____, just knowing that you love me is enough to chase those lonely feelings away.”
“Then… having me physically at your side must chase even more of those lonely feelings away… right?” you pointed out, your voice slowed fr
Better Than Me - Levi x ReaderMore Like This
It was always the same. Every night. Every damn night Levi would have nightmares about the soldiers he’d lost in battle, about the comrades he had to sacrifice for a better chance. They haunted him, seeing their blood stained faces calling and crying for him to save them in their final moments left him more damaged than he’d ever reveal.
He’d toss and turn, desperately searching for comfort in his sheets, wishing deeply that maybe tonight would be the night that the gods would bless him with a blank mind as he slept. But no, the load that weighed down the shoulders of Humanity’s Strongest Soldier was too heavy for even him to lift.
Beads of sweat gathered at his brow as he heard the blood curdling screams of the scouts dying around him, of all the people he couldn’t save because he was too weak.
God, he was weak.
But in the distance of the battlefield he heard a voice calling out to him, beckoning him to leave the bloody fight.
RQ: Rivaille x Reader: Seduce me in French"Corporal knows French?"More Like This
You stared at Connie incredulously, you jaw slightly agape.
Connie, satisfied with your response, leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. A shit-eating grin spread across his face, and he responded with a haughty tone: "Eyup. I heard him the other day, he was cursing in french at something that had gotten on his boot."
Beside you, Reiner chuckled, the sound deep and low and reverberating up your spine. "Yeah right, Connie, you little weasel. How do we know you aren't lying?"
Connie sat forward, his face enraged. "I'm not lying!" he exclaimed. "It's true!!"
Jean looked less than convinced. "Really, Connie? I don't beleive you."
"Well..." A small voice interjected. Your gaze turned towards Armin, who's brow was scrunched in thought. "It does make sense. I'm pretty sure Corporal has french heritage."
Eren nodded. "Isn't Rivaille a french name?"
Jean glared at the brunette. "Nobody asked you, Jeager." He muttered under his breath.
Levi x Reader: Levi's Little Kisseswhy can't a write a fluff that doesn't have one pervy thing in it? TT.TT Request for Marixrush !More Like This
There was a guy in your high school that you really, really liked. He was about 2 years older than you and in his junior year. So yes, you were but a cute, little freshman with a cute, little infatuation on your senpai.
You first laid eyes upon him on the first day of school. All freshman had to pick a club to join, so the older students were tabling for their respective organizations, Ping Pong Club, Computer Science Team, Math Society, Spanish Honors Club, etc etc.
And there was one table that you noticed only had one student. A raven-haired male with steely grey eyes was sitting cross-legged in a seat as he leaned back and sketched a picture in his notebook. It wasn't necessarily his appearance that caught your attention but rather the way everybody seemed to avoid him as if he were the plague.
But they didn't seem to hate him....no, it was as if they were scared of him.
True, he gave o
Levi x Reader x Various |Who Do You Like?|The boys of the Survey Corps were huddled around in Eren and Armin's room, trying to figure something out. Who (Name) (Last Name) liked. How they all came to like the same girl, the world will never know.More Like This
"It's obviously me. She stuttered when I asked her a question earlier." Jean says, crossing his arms arrogantly.
"She stuttered cause you scared her, horseface." Eren retorted, glaring at him. Armin separated the two before they could start arguing even more, and Bertholdt started to sweat nervously.
"Sh-she offered to help me with stable duty yesterday." Bertholdt weakly says, making all the boys attention turn to him.
"What? There's no way." Connie said in disbelief. Reiner glumly nodded his head.
"I was there too." Reiner muttered, obviously not all too excited about his best friends win.
"Maybe we should come up with a way to figure out who she likes." Armin chirped up. Eren looked at him, his green eyes confused.
"... And how would we do that?" Eren questioned, crossing his arms.
Levi x Reader |Seducing?|Today seemed to be like any other day. You got up to Mikasa poking you, took a shower, brushed you teeth, and went to the mess hall. But something felt off. That something being Lance Corporal Levi. He hadn't been anywhere near as rude as usual to you, even though you accidentally dropped his tea. It almost scared you. So, you went to Hanji for guidance.More Like This
"Ok, Hanji. I dropped Corporal's tea, but he didn't even seem mad. Is he secretly plotting to kill me?" You ask. Hanji ponders for a moment, but a wide grin spreads on her face.
"(Name). Before I can answer that, what did shorty call you to his office for a couple days ago?" Ah yes, that. Levi had called you to his office after Reiner had been flirting with you for a while.
"He told me that I should avoid Reiner." Hanji's grin spread even wider upon hearing these words.
"I think Heichou has a lil crush." Hanji proclaims, causing your cheeks to heat up.
"N-No way!" You say really fast. I couldn't see Levi interested in me.
The Hike [Levi x Reader]The light from the baking sun smashed through your eyes and kicked at your head, worsening your already splitting headache. You squinted, feeling yourself sway slightly, like a blade of grass in a summer breeze. There was no breeze today though; the air was stubbornly humid, standing stock-still. Regardless, you held yourself in a formal salute with the other cadets, refusing to show weakness. Not today.More Like This
Though already more than qualified, to ensure every member was in top fighting condition, it was required of everyone in the Recon Corps to complete thrice a year, a day long... assault course, that was the best word to describe it. A fifteen mile trek through the forest and surrounding mountains, climbing, swimming, all with no manoeuvre gear to help. And woe betide those who did not complete it, haunted by weeks worth of extra training to raise their standard.
You’d been with the Recon Corps for nearly four years, and this was your twelfth attempt at the course. You previously
Levi x Shy!Reader |I Can Teach You Better| RQ“(Name), what’s your favorite color?” Jean asks, inspecting your facial expression. You bite your lower lip out of habit.More Like This
“I-It’s (f/c).” You whisper out. Jean disapprovingly shakes his head.
“Your approach is wrong Kirschtein.” Eren says.
“(Name), how are you today?” Eren asks with a small smile.
“Fine.” You say not looking at him.
“This isn’t working Eren.” Mikasa says. You let out a quiet sigh. Your closest friends were trying to help you come out of your shell. It wasn’t going well.
“Eye contact is important.” Armin says, walking towards you and placing his hand gently on your chin, and pulling it up to meet his eyes. He slowly moves his hand away, and backs off some. You keep looking into his eyes.
“Good.” He praises, making you smile.
“Now keep eye contact, and try your absolute hardest not to stutter.” Jean adds on as you take a deep breath in.
Russia x Reader Work study Assistant 2One day after you and Alfred parted ways after the meeting, you got a call from (best friend 1) and (Best friend 2) saying they were in town and were going to drag you clubbing. You chuckled at their antics and went to get get ready to go clubbing, after giving them your new address.More Like This
Arthur, Francis, Ivan, Yao, Germany, Italy, and Denmark all had followed me home. Germany nodded approvingly at my kitchen as he said, "That (name) is really some'sing, if I didn't know better I'd say she's a miracle vorker."
Italy nodded his head and added, "And she's~a beautiful bella too."
Ivan mumbled, "And she knows how to keep Amerika in line."
The other's agreed in other positive comments, after a couple minutes Alfred snapped. He shouted, "I hate her! she is such a know it all, and she acts like she's got a stick up her ass! Because dudes she keeps me on a really short leash, and that's totally no way to treat the hero."
Ital replied, "If she's is anything like-a Deutsu
Slight Confusion (PruCan)Based on this headcanon with a few changes.More Like This
Word count: 1366
It was an innocent suggestion, really. Not something that should be trivial or confusing in an every day setting. The two of them had been calmly enjoying pancakes that morning, an everyday breakfast, when Matthew brought it up.
"You know, you should probably meet my dad at some point."
And it didn't seem trivial or confusing to Gilbert, at least when Matthew first asked. He'd explained long ago that he had little to know recollection of any country that had served as a 'parent' to him, and had been raised by his grandfather, affectionately dubbed Vati by he and his brother. Matthew had met Gilbert's small family, and Gilbert was already good friends with Matthew's American brother, Alfred. Matthew often talked about his father, retelling funny events from his childhood and more recent things. He never mentioned the coun
Axisx child reader x 2p Axis Chapter oneAxis x child reader x 2p Axis chapter oneMore Like This
[Name] was walking alone in the park. I hate them, I hate them,'' she said and kick the rock. I [sniff] didn't mean to but no daddy hates me now,'' [Name] said and cried.
Daddy daddy look what I made for you,'' [name] said and hold a little picture of them. Not now bambina daddy's busy,'' Felicano said. But daddy your always busy,'' [Name] complain. Not now Bambina,'' he snapped. Tears went on [name]'s cheek and ran upstairs and shut the door. Does daddy hate me?'' she wondered. Hey I'll just help him with cleaning the dishes,'' [Name] said and went downstairs.
What are you doing,'' she heard her uncle Lovino asked. I'm helping,'' she said. Then she accident drop the plate. [Name] what did you do,'' Felicano yelled. Daddy I was just trying to help,'' [name] said. Just...go to your room bella,'' he said. But daddy,'' [name] said. Vhat happen,'' Ludwig asked. Oh Germany don't worry about it,'' Felicano said and f
PrussiaxReader- I'll See You Agian, I Promise 'How long has it been, Since I've seem him...?', You sighed, examining the hand,-More Like This
you reached above your head, as you laid flat on your back, surrounded by the blankets,
and pillows, scattering your bed.
Your best-friend, Gilbert Beilschmidt, had been gone for years. You couldn't help but
sulk from the emptiness, and loneliness, even to this day. He was practically torn away,
from you. He left, not saying where, just left. That last day, at the air-port, you bawled-
your eyes out, all while Gilbert rubbed your back, and promised to see you again.
You sighed, sitting up in bed, so you could go downstairs into the kitchen for a bowl-
of Krave. I swear, best cereal ever. Oh, how you loved summer vacation. Although,
As you poured the milk into your sweet bowl of Krave, your mo
+HETALIA+ RelaxationPurple and pink light washed across the deck as the sun slowly drifted down below the horizon. Finland sat nearly perfectly still on the edge of the deck, his legs hanging limply off the edge, only inches above the little yellow flowers that grew in the garden plot below.More Like This
He lightly squeezed his hand which had ensnared another hand in its grasp. He looked to his side and smiled softly.
Sweden just smiled, although one could scarcely call it that, back. Finland knew it was a smile. He'd been with Sweden too long to not know. Finland looked out, watching Sealand and Hana-tamago run around near the perimeter of the yard, yelling and barking madly.
"It's nice to relax, isn't it, Su-san?" he asked. Sweden glanced over at the smaller male with the same smile that Finland knew was there.
"Nn," was the response.
Finland just continued to smile.
"Jaa. It's very nice."
SuFin: Ice-creamTino smiled to himself as he squirmed further into the comfort of the couch, his feet up and a cool silk blanket cuddled up against his chest and over his knees. It was noon and he was awarded for his thus far hard work with a bit of piece and quiet. His favourite cartoon was playing on the TV, Hanatamago was sleeping, and his two favourite men in the whole wide world had gone out for ice-cream.More Like This
He was surprised when he heard the front door be pushed open, followed by the heavy, lugging steps that could only be his partner. Maybe they had forgotten something, because they hadn't left all that long ago. Berwald stepped into the living room and Tino sat up to greet him.
"Back so soon?" he smiled, but Berwald didn't have the expression that suggested he had forgotten something or he had come back for a camera or another kiss. He simply nodded and sat down on the couch beside Tino's feet.
"Oh. Where's Peter?"
"Saw Raivis. Let Peter go play w' him."
"Aww," Tino chuckled lightly, picturing t
Children of the Night: Masquerade, Chapter 2She kept running, running as fast and as hard as she could through the snow and cold. The wind was against her face, and the thoughts of many people ran though her mind, and the poor girl could not hide it for very long. She was losing herself, her mind…More Like This
And just maybe, her soul as well.
Yuki woke up in the middle of the night, sweating to be hell from the nightmare she had been having for the last few days. It was surely similar to her last memory from years ago, but it was also different. In the past her nightmares were in the snow, a little girl lost and afraid about to be torn to pieces by a monster. However, in the last few days, the nightmare had featured her as she was now, the teenager and adopted daughter of Headmaster Cross.
As she looked at her alarm, she realized that she had been sleeping for less than five hours, not too good but better than three. Of course, she was happy to sleep at all since she had to be up late in order to p
What the Hell is this? Ch 17HospitalMore Like This
Japan and Estonia were pacing around the whole hospital, trying to cool their nerves. Latvia and China had gone into labour about 10 hours ago, and they hadn’t been seen since then. Japan, being Japan, wasn’t complaining, and only paced quietly, but Estonia was seriously freaking out, flinching and jumping at every sudden noise. It took a long time for Lithuania and Poland to calm him down.
“But what if Latvia can’t take it? What if he gets an illness? What if-!” Estonia flustered helplessly.
“Argh! Like, you totally need to calm down!” Poland said irritably, which doesn’t happen often. “We totally understand what you’re going through, like, but there’s totally no reason to over react!”
Lithuania smiled reassuringly to Estonia. “Don’t worry. Even though Latvia is very fragile, he’s in a woman body, and women have a certain body that is made for giving birth. Trust me,
-Kaname's opinion on Kaine-Requested By lupevalesMore Like This
Anime/Manga: Vampire Knight
Summery: Kaname's true opinion on Kaien
My mind was a haze as I sat on the window ledge, looking out towards the setting sun. Her words still burning me from the inside out. Yuuki was right to defend zero's innocents, but was it necessary to have attacked me for it. Maybe it was to late, maybe my distance from the girl had broken our bond. Was i no longer the man she would do anything for? Have i been replaced? I glared at the setting sun, i didn't want to go, and join the rest of my classmates. I wanted to wither here, in self loathing, I knew this day would come, i knew i would lose her. The shy and flustered state she was in while being around me must have only been of admiration, not lust or love. I berried my head into my arms, I knew tears were coming, but for some reason my depression was far to deep to cry.
I lifted my head, and sighed.
What the Hell is this? Ch 18Lithuania was walking around Denmark’s house, very worried. He had left Anatoly with Russia, but Russia had let Poland look after their child, since Poland was Lithuania’s best friend after all, and the godfather of Anatoly. But still, it was too quiet…far too quiet.More Like This
“Like, Liet! Look! Anatoly is totally cute in this outfit.” Poland squealed as Lithuania entered the living room. Lithuania stared. Anatoly was wearing a dress. A turquoise frilled dress. And a turquoise bow in hair. Lithuania took in a deep breath and let it out shakily.
“Poland…are you trying to turn my son into a cross dresser?” he asked. Poland pouted.
“Of course not! But Anatoly looks like a cute girl, so…” he muttered. Lithuania’s eyebrow twitched. He sighed once more.
“Look, I doubt Russia will like the idea of Anatoly wearing a dress, so please, don’t do this again.” Poland nodded, a little disappoi
Ameripan Oneshot: Tonight"-And voila'!" Alfred uncovered Kiku's eyes to reveal a boat ready to be launched on the Grand Canal in Venice, Italy.More Like This
Kiku gaped in awe, then smiling, turned to look back at his American boyfriend. "Arfred...if this has to do with my comment of you being unabrle to properly 'sense the mood,' I want you to know that I didn't mean that it actuarly bothered me."
The American laughed out loud nervous, and embarrassed. "What? O-Of COURSE not, Kiku~ Hero's don't take things like that personally!"
Kiku smiled warmly, and turned his gaze back over to admire the view.
...Except when trying to impress your significant other. Alfred mused as an afterthought. Approaching Kiku, he slid an arm around his boyfriend's waist. "I wanted to have something special done for you, Kiku... after all: it IS our anniversary."
Kiku's cheeks flushed, but he leaned his head in to rest against Alfred. "Hai...that it is."
Alfred beamed, then taking Kiku's hand in his, stepped down carefully into the
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Cher Patty? Pam...ela? Pauline...
Francis crumbled up the letter again and sighed. What had been her name again? He gave up and simply wrote:
Ma belle fleur,
Last night was absolutely beautiful.
Merci. Hope we can do this again sometime,
sincerement avec tout mon coeur,
It was perfect, he thought. He bent the sheet of paper and a placed it on the bedside table. He left the room just as the young lady in bed began to stir. As he properly dressed himself in her apartment elevator, he was uncomfortably reminded that he would not have time for breakfast before getting to work. What a shame. Working on an empty stomach was absolutely dreadful. He would always tell Arthur that and yet he would always ignore him...
By the time he got outside into the brisk air of Fall, he was really wishing he had taken his car. He hurried to the nearest subway entrance, paid the fair and got on a train. Yawning, he found a seat between some grisly fellow and a teenage.
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A little girl walked the streets of France while she had a tight grasp on her mother’s hand. Her large eyes lit up when a dove, as white as snow and as pure as heaven, swooped down low and glided right in front of her. The child was mesmerised by the bird’s swift and fluid movements. She broke away from her mother and ran to the edge of a busy road, reaching out her hands to try and catch the dove before it flew too high. Its wings were spread wide and as the child leaned forward further, the dove began to aim for the clouds. The child blinked and her attention switched from the winged animal to a figure sat upon a red roof of a tall house. As her arms fell down, her body began to collapse, but she did not take her eyes away from the person. Her mother was quick to catch her daughter. The child’s hand was back in the palm of her mother’s and she received a thorough lecture on how she was not to run awa
The Hanging Tree: RusAme OneshotIvan tugged at his scarf, and rubbed his palms together. He blew warm breath into his cupped hands in an attempt to prevent them from turning blue. It was cold, one of the coldest days in the history of Soviet Russia, but he could stand it. He could stand anything for Alfred.More Like This
It was almost midnight. The moon shone on the tree under which Ivan was waiting, creating an eerie pattern of shadowed branches, their twigs curled into misshapen claws, on Ivan's face. Where was he? Ivan shoved his hands in his pockets, anxiously waiting.
His fingers brushed against the two coils of coarse rope he had prepared earlier.
The minutes ticked by at an antagonistically slow pace. Still no sign of Alfred.
Panic rose in Ivan's heart, gnawing at his insides like a feral animal. His breath came out in puffy white clouds. It was past midnight. He had promised. He had. Didn't he know what would happen if he didn't come?
A dark figure, clad in snug-looking furs, was slowly shuffling towards him. The left side
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"I-I'm sorry." Madeline sobbed. "I-I –"
"My dear Madeline! Have I not told you a million times? I am here to help you, love, not to harm you. You need to understand that." The man now stood behind her whispering in her ear.
"I-I'm so sorry, N-Nikolai. F-forgive me, please." Her weak creamy legs gave out beneath her. As she fell to the ground, the black haired male took a rough grasp of her wrist.
"Maddie, Maddie, Maddie. Don't faint on me, sunflower." His amethyst eyes made contact with her light indigo ones. "You need to understand that this is for the better." He sweetly spoke. His grip tightened on her creamy white wrist and brought her closer to himself as she squeaked in pain. "Madeline, you know exactly why you're here! Now quit your
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He woke up, panting. There was no water; he was not drowning. However, he was entangled in three layers of blankets and one very strong pair of arms.
Raivis glanced over his shoulder. He lay in the arms of a man who, in his eyes, could only be described as a monster. His sleeping face made him look harmless—sweet even—but Raivis knew the truth. Ivan was cruel.
As if he was eavesdropping on the Latvian’s thoughts, Ivan’s violet eyes flickered open. The Russian smiled.
“Good morning, Raivis,” he said in his low voice.
“G-good morning, sir,” Raivis answered. He tried to wriggle out of Ivan’s grasp, but he realised with shock that his left hand had been chained to the bedpost.
“Did you sleep well?” Ivan beamed, apparently oblivious to Raivis
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How far has Toris got?
Is he dead?
Did he see me watching him?
Does he hate me?
Ivan shuddered at the last question, discarding it like an empty vodka bottle. He couldn't blame Toris for hating him; he had every right to, considering everything the Russian had done to hurt him—deliberately or not. Even so, he hoped that Toris didn't completely hate him. It was a selfish thought, but he wanted to be forgiven.
There was a quiet knock on the door.
"Da, come in," Ivan called.
He heard the door open and saw Eduard's reflection in the window, carrying a tray with Ivan's breakfast on it.
The Russian felt a lump rise in his throat. That was Toris's job.
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Soon enough, his time came.
Toris watched his Russian boss out of the corner of his eye as he washed the dishes. The large man was slumped at the kitchen table, resting his head in one hand, holding an unlit cigarette in the other. His violet eyes matched the purple shadows underneath them, and his beige hair was unwashed and lifeless. He sighed for the umpteenth time that morning.
Toris was no longer afraid of his boss. Who would be scared of a wreck like Ivan?
It wasn't that the Russian was weak; Toris had no doubt that Ivan could still crush his skull in an instant, if he wanted to.
The problem was, he just couldn't be b
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"I just love you so much, (Name)." He murmured as his hands started trailing circles on your arms up and down in a twist of patterns.
"More than sunflowers?" You giggle, feeling high on the beauty people call love.
"So much more." He replied as he started to place delicate kisses on your neck and down to your collar bone. Moments like these were your favorite. When it was just you and him, his arms wrapped around your waist in a protective manner. These moments were like paradise.
"Hmm, Ivan~" You murmurer and roll over, expecting to find the handsome Russian's warm body welcoming you to snuggle into him. As soon as your mind realized there was nothing but empty, unused bed, your eyes snap open and delicate, unwanted tears start to roll down your cheeks. Why did you have to leave?
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Wang Yao stood in his kitchen stirring some soup he had prepared for himself and his little brother Honda. He cleared the stray hair out of his eyes, while the rest of it sat in a low pony tail. Known more formally as the nation China, Wang hummed to himself. The aroma of the Geng was permeating throughout the house and making some little nation in the other room not focus on his assignment. Japan was told to work on some numbers and letters.
Sprawled out on the floor on a futon mattress, little Honda who wasn't more than five years old was working on his Kanji, or he was supposed to be. He was not enrolled in school yet, but China was very adamant about the nation learning at an early age, and thought education was of extreme importance. It was key to him, and if he could learn at an early age, so could the little nation.
China took the spoon fro