An Un-Birthday Kiss - GerItaGermany and Italy arrived back at Italy's house quite late that night, but despite the hour it seemed Italy was still as hyper as ever. Germany sighed, he really was just like a little child. Did his lover ever run out of energy?More Like This
"Italy, calm down please." Germany called out, knowing full well Italy would most likely ignore him and carry on whizzing about.
"Ve~!" Italy turned and hopped back to Germany's side in an instant, clinging to his arm. "Sorry Germany "
Germany coughed and looked down as Italy held his arm quietly as the two stood in the wide hallway, just adjacent to the main living room. The small nation was smiling and leaning his head comfortably against Germany's arm, completely calm. Well, that was a surprise.
"Also, um, I would have preferred if you hadn't embarrassed me like that back there. I'm not really bothered now but "
" ve Sorry Germany. I'm sorry "
Germany widened his eyes as he looked down at the small Italian. He instinctively
France X Baby!Reader I'll Change For You Ch. 1More Like This
London England had dark, dreary days, no doubt. Even if a hurricane was blowing through the city, there would still be people wandering about, clutching to themselves to keep warm, phones pressed to their ears as they tried to make sense of what the other line was saying as they screamed back into the receiver.
Francis Bonnefoy was fond of this lifestyle.
Well, more than fond I should say. As he was the human representation of France, we can expect he’d be used to a bit of commotion. He lived in Paris, which was one of the noisiest cities in France. People scurried about day and night, speaking smoothly in their native tongue as the ordered their morning coffee and evening suppers, flaunting to their loved ones about their day in such a manner that they would only around certain people.
London was different in only two ways: the scenery change, and the native language in which the Englishman spoke.
Commotion always sounded the same, though. Practically
Character Profile - MarlandsMore Like This
Nation's name: Marlands
Language: English, Marlandain and French
Birthday: 28th January
National flower: White Rose
Height: 152cm (5'0)
Age: 22 (appearance)
Hair colour: Black/Curly/Wavy
Eye colour: Dull Grey/Silver
Favourite colour: Green
The Landmass and it's history
Located in the Northern part of the North Atlantic ocean, Marlands faces cooler climates similar to Britain or parts of Canada, though unlike those countries maintains a fog that covers most of the land and the surrounding stormy sea. The fog affects some places differently than others, whilst it could be a light mist in one place, it could be near impossible to see somewhere else. These, more affected areas are not known to be inhabited.
Marlands was made with one purpose in mind, to raise large armies and transform regular beings into ultimate weapon, who would be used to destroy and conquer. In a way, it