Unexpected (GerIta Mpreg) Chapter 13Chapter 13: Almost Time
Germany was pottering around in the nursery as Italy watched some TV downstairs. It was all the nine month pregnant man could do, well that and pee a lot, and he was getting more and more frustrated with his body for not letting him do what he wanted. His due date was next week and he felt like he might explode if he didn’t get the baby out soon.
He rubbed his swollen stomach and felt the baby turn over underneath the surface. Wonderful, it was now pressing firmly on his spine, causing his back to ache even more than it had been. And now he needed to pee… Again.
“Vee~” he pressed firmly into the sofa with his hands and tried to push himself up onto his feet but it was physically impossible. The utter mass of his stomach had knocked his balance completely off and he was stranded there like a beached whale. And he really needed to pee.
Germany skidded round the corner and into the living room like a man posses
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China arrived at Italy and Germany’s house seven minutes after he’d put the phone down; he didn’t bother knocking on the door, instead he dashed into the house like a man possessed, his bag of supplies swinging wildly at his side. The house was strangely quiet, not a good sign in his experience, and so he quickly made his way upstairs.
Wang Yao pushed open the bedroom door slowly, a little scared of what he might find inside. What he saw warmed his heart.
Italy was sitting on the bed looking exhausted; his hair was damp and his cheeks were red and puffy but otherwise he looked healthy. Germany was sitting beside him, on a stool by the bed, his eyes fixated on something in the Italian’s arms.
China cleared his throat and the two new parents looked his way. Germany quickly rubbed the tears from his eyes and beckoned the Chinaman over with his finger, pressing his other hand to his lips in a gesture of silence. China stepped forward and looked i
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Germany decided that it would probably be easier – and safer for everyone – if Italy sat down to open his gifts. The tall blond walked the Italian into the living room and helped him onto the sofa, where he sat bouncing and clapping his hands in anticipation for the gifts.
He opened Russia’s small box first; the yellow ribbon slid off easily and Germany sat beside his love as he removed the lid of the box. Inside was a very ornate, very expensive-looking Russian doll. Italy was immediately fascinated by it’s many layers and Germany thanked the Russian formally as America shoved a larger box onto Italy’s lap. Italy tore open the rather scruffily-wrapped parcel and smiled, a little terrified of it’s contents. Germany pulled out the life-sized stuffed ‘Tony’, America’s alien friend, and shot a perplexed look at the yank.
“Vee~ Thanks America! It’s cute!” Italy beamed.
“Me next!” France
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“We have a large selection of cribs to choose from; white ones, pink ones, blue ones, plain ones, veneered ones, beach, oak, pi-“
“Okay!” Germany sighed heavily. He and Italy had come to IKEA get some furniture for the baby’s nursery, only to be shown around by Sweden, who just ‘happened’ to be wandering around the store. His monotone mumbling was starting to get on the German’s nerves and since he was the only one listening he needed some sort of escape.
“Ah, Sweden, do you have any chairs?”
The Swede’s eyes sparkled and he quickly marched off to make a list of every chair the store had in stock. Germany’s shoulders sagged in relief; he only wanted a crib and perhaps a mobile for the baby to look at.
Germany made his way down one of the many aisles, searching for his 7 month pregnant love. He found him near the bookshelves, his big brown eyes shimmering with an emotion Germany couldn’t q
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“Nnn… Aahh… Vee~”
Germany slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the flickering numbers on the clock on his bedside table. It read 3:44am. Beside him, well behind him as they were spooning, Italy made another restless groan and wriggled around, trying to get comfortable. It was becoming harder and harder for the young Italian to sleep at night, what with his six-and-a-half month swollen stomach and the constant kicking of the baby. Germany rolled over so that he could look at his struggling lover and sighed; Italy was frowning in his sleep and had somehow managed to wrap himself up in his pyjamas like a straightjacket.
The German chuckled as he tried to unwrap Feli from his snare and, to his surprise, Italy’s big brown eyes fluttered open.
“Vee~ Doitsu…” he groaned.
Ludwig tugged a little harder on Italy’s pyjama top and managed to untangle his arm but Italy didn’t look any more comfortable. He shifte
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Almost half way through his fifth month of pregnancy, Italy was starting to feel the strain. His ankles ached, his back ached, his neck ached, hell, everything ached. He sat on the sofa, a large bag of potato chips resting on his protruding stomach; something was on the TV but he wasn’t watching it, he was much more interested in the snacks. However, his hand soon found the bottom of the bag and he was forced to move in order to find more.
He leaned his hand against the arm of the sofa so that he could push himself upright; it wasn’t too hard to get up yet but he knew it soon would be. His stomach weighed heavily on him and he could only just see his toes, soon he’d be like a beached whale, he giggled to himself. The redhead sighed and rested a loving hand on his stomach as he made his way into the kitchen. Germany was at yet another meeting and so he had been left home alone, not a sensible thing when there were so many treats in the fridge to choo
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“Come on, Feli! We’re going to be late for the meeting… Again!”
The German’s voice echoed through the house and he growled under his breath as there was no response from his love. It had been almost three months since they’d discovered Italy was expecting Germany’s child and all had been going well. That was until some of the other nations had begun to get suspicious as to why Italy was always feeling so sick and tired. Germany had told them he was just ‘under the weather’ but he didn’t know how long that little white lie would hold up. He tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for Italy to emerge; they were going for a scan after the meeting today and Germany was getting far too agitated at the thought. He wanted to make sure everything was fine with the baby and his love.
“Italy!! Will you hurry up!” he bellowed again.
Meanwhile in the bedroom Italy was lying on his back on the bed str
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Arthur was just packing up from his shift. He wanted to get home early to see if he could find something to bring to the meal the next day. Francis had invited him to his Thanksgiving dinner and although the Brit didn't celebrate the holiday, he could tell Francis really wanted to put a lot of effort into this and there was no point in turning down good food. Company was nice too, despite Arthur's general aggression towards Francis and his friends. He thought of Matthew as a friend and Elizabeta and Roderich were invited too so it couldn't be half bad. And perhaps he'd bring scones or something to show his appreciation...
However, he had business he really needed to get to. Once ready to go, Arthur instinctually checked that no one was around and headed off to Elizabeta's office. She asked him to meet her after work so he was very certain she had what he wanted. After a knock on the door, he was let in.
Elizabeta was in her chair waiting for him, Roderich accompanying her.
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Arthur sat in his bed the same morning, staring at the wall. He felt so lost. The night before had been really upsetting but he knew worse. But still, he was so overwhelmed by the occurrences of the night before.
Alfred had kissed him...
But he actually didn't mean anything of it, did he? He was just overwhelmed. But why did it feel so extremely wrong? Like kissing a relative or the gender you're not attracted to? They were both men, both gay, both available...
He grunted and shook his head. This was stupid... He'd been through too much for this to be so troublesome. Growing up had been much more difficult. He had to endure leaving friends and family in England when his mother's job moved her to the States. Then he had to deal with the poverty that arrived when his mother lost that employment. He owed that part of his life to the support family that financed his way through high school. After that though, he was back to the rough times that he didn't talk about. The only part of that p
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So... There was a scary/haunted corn maze (I'm going yo go in order as best I can) and so we walked in and I was scared as all hell... Cause you hear people screaming and expect the worst (the actors weren't allowed to touch us). We walked in and a lady said "Run, go through here so you dont get the sickness!" We went through a myriad of tunnels (which I hated because of claustrophobia) and we eventually came out to a guy in the tent telling us the exact same thing as the lady. So to break the tension I asked, "Are there zombies?" He said, after a slight pause, "...yes...."
So I was expecting zombies... Did I get Zombies, answer, aw heel no! I get dead school children....
But before I get to the school children... There were scarecriws and CT's mom and I were like, "yup, one of
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“Ooooh~! Doitsu let’s go ice-skating~!” Italy said. He was facing an outdoor skating rink, and there was a good amount of people there. There was still room for more people.
“But it already started to snow…” Doitsu, a.k.a. Germany, said back. He had wanted to go home and drink some tasty holiday beer.
“Pleeeeeeease Doitsuuuu~??” Italy pleaded. Germany sighed. He didn’t want to make his best friend sad.
“All right, let’s go.” He said, reluctantly. Italy cheered, and pulled Germany towards the rink.
They went through the doors inside the center where their winter shoes were stored away safely into lockers and were temporarily exchanged with perfect-fitting ice skates. The two put the skates on and wobbled carefully to the edge of the rink, where they step
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((Warning: Yaoi, some strong language (This has South Italy in it after all!) and Mpreg (... Yeah... I'm surprised
too..), also a bit of Spamano passion if you get what I'm saying XD ))
((Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia they belong to Hidekaz Himaruya ))
Hey, did you know werewolves can get pregnant with someone of the same gender and it just matters who is gonna carry the kid? Yeah, it's true. How do I know you ask...? CAUS
Germany x Reader: Fluff Fluff TimeIt was a normal day at Gakuen High school and the wind was blowing through your (h/l) (h/c) locks. You were a sophmore and part of your school's pop music club with your friends Bella, Elizaveta, Mei, and Lily. You were sadly the lead guitar and possibly the next lead singer.More Like This
Worse part is that Mei, your best friend from elementary school, is writing the lyrics for the song you are suppose to sing.
You let out a tired sigh and headed into the crowded school building. Once you reached your locker, put in your combo, and swung it open for you to grab your books. You already left your precious guitar in the club room so you did not have to carry it everywhere.
Then you took a glance over to the side to see him. A German transfer student that got here last month. He was friends with Mei's older brother Kiku and friends with Feliciano. He had icy blue eyes, slicked back blonde, and really muscular. Definitely German made. His name is Ludwig Beilshmidt.
You knew it was way too early to fall
Just Tell Me| Germany x ReaderOne Moring you woke up to hearing a bit of yelling from down stairs, You Stepped out of your bed and opened the door.You stood by the hallway listening to their conversation.More Like This
"NO, I'M NOT GOING TO TELL HER THAT." you heard Ludwig yelling.
Now before Ludwig could kill someone you walk down the stairs to say good morning.
You, Germany, France, and Prussia lived in an house together. To tell the truth you like it, it would always be interesting.
"Good morning everyone!" You said walking into the kitchen
"Ahh look La~____ is up!" Francis said looking at Ludwig and Gilbert.
"~Kesesesese look bruder now you can tell her about it." He elbows his brothers arm.
"Good morning Ludwig" you said to the man with his head down to the table, you always had such a big crush on the man, just never told him about it. He didn't respond.
"What's wrong with him?"You asked not knowing what the hell was going on.
You noticed that Ludwig was mad.
"He wants to tell you that he likes someone." His big brother sa
Photo (Sister!reader x Brothers!Germany/Prussia)The Berlin wall, (name) looks at it through the window. Ludwig puts his hand on her shoulder.More Like This
"(Name) He is fine. Gilbert can take care of himself."
"I know. I just miss him." (name) sighs and turns to look at the old photograph on the table by the window.
(name) Was in the middle, With Ludwig's arm over one shoulder and Gilbert's over the other taking the picture.
"NEIN! I will not let you take a picture of me!" Ludwig runs away from Gilbert holding the camera
"But Come On!" Gilbert shouts following him.
"Please Ludwig? Just one, for me?" (name) begged pouting.
Ludwig looked at name.
"OK only one!" Ludwig gave in
They gather around.
"Say Awesome!" Gilbert takes the photo
(Name) smiled tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.
"Those were the days"
Scary MoviesAlright everyone!!! Its time to talk about Gas Prices! America shouted as he slammed the large table with a determined fist. I thought todays topic was Global Warming Canada murmured. Global Warming isnt as important as gas prices, silly Matthew America chuckled, Anyway, the gas prices are CRAZY! You know- like England after a few beers-kind of crazy! Hmm thats pretty crazy France cooed. Hey! Dont bring me into this! England hissed. Seriously, Californias pissed! Nothing but complaints comes from that kid nowadays! America shrugged. Maybe its cause of your stupid money problem, Alfred! Why cant you get your act together? England frowned. Oh come now, its not his fault . China sighed. Yeah, its that president of his . The Brit joked. Nah-uh!More Like This
Old Hate Dies Hard"Hey, Mattie!" Alfred greeted cheerily.More Like This
"Hey, Al. Come in," his quieter brother smiled and stepped aside.
Alfred quickly entered the house. In the living room, he found a cooler next to the couch, where it always was when he came over for this specific reason, and he dropped the beers he had brought into it. He turned back to his brother, "how long?"
Matthew's eyes were bright with excitement as he glanced at his watch, "half an hour. You can pee now and risk needing to pee during the half hour of the game, or we can scramble to pee in the last five minutes before the game. Your choice."
"Hardly a choice," Alfred replied immediately, "it'd be a crime to break a Hockey Night tradition. We're peeing as soon before the game as we can!"
Matthew smiled, "hell yeah, we are!"
Alfred flopped heavily onto the couch and stared at the TV, which had already been turned on, "so, what are we gonna do for the next half-hour?"
Matthew shrugged, "I don't care what you do. I'm gonna go finish my supper,
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Canada & Kumajiro (teddy polar bear): Matthew Williams*
Alberta: Louise Corolina
British Columbia / Colombie-Britannique: Samantha Victory
Manitoba: Alexander Valcour*
New/ Nouveau Brunswick: Gabriel Leblanc*
New FoundLand & Labrador & Terre-Neuve: Jane Forest and her Dog Labrador
Nova Scotia: Ashley Campbell
Northwest Territories/ Territoires du Nord-Ouest: Buniq & Tiquana
Ontario: Andrew Smith*
Île du Prince Edward Island: Charles Edwards
Québec: William Tremblay*
Saskatchewan: Melissa Baker
France: Francis Bonnefoy*
England / Angleterre: Arthur Kirkland*
America: Alfred F. Jones
Acadia / Acadie: Sarah Bourgeois
New Scotland /New Écosse: Ian Alexander Mackenzie*
New Ireland/ Nouvelle-Irlande: Ériu MacKoy
Amerindia / Amérindie: Eïtineka
New France: Jeanne Papineau
New England: John Graves
Parliament Hills/ Colline du Parlement, Ottawa, Ontario
Four people come; it's the Terri
aph: Bless the ChildColdMore Like This
The cross around Mattieu's neck was heavy and cold against his bare skin. Bright eyes gazed forward, going in and out of focus as he inched away from the blurred figure in front of him, only getting the general light blues of a wool coat. He knew the way the fabric itched on the outside and he knew how smooth the fabric on the inside of the coat was just like he the annoyed expression on the man creeping in front of him.
"Mattieu," he heard someone he had only just stopped calling 'monsieur' sigh out.
"But Maman -" he began with a pout.
"Out of the water, Mattieu. It's too cold to be swimming and it will be dark soon. I don't want you to get lost in the waters. You aren't a ship - you wouldn't be able to stand it."
He of course wasn't scared. His body was sore and ached from treading water with his tiny, toddler frame. Had he not been what he was - what Maman called him (New France) - he would have drowned by now. "I can't feel my legs."
"Then use your arms, darling. God ga
It's My NameEngland was lightly pacing around the room. One arm was folded behind his back, while his free hand was place on his chin in thought. France was sitting in a chair, one leg crossed over his other as he watched Scotland, who was lightly bouncing little Matthew on his knee.More Like This
"So, what shall we call Matthew's land? It has to be just right. Something proper I think Victorialand is a good name for my colony." England said as he stopped moving, nodding head slightly.
" kanata "
"Non! My petit Matthieu's land will not be named after one of your Queens!"
"Aye! Ah agree. Whit kind o' name is that fur little Mata here? Maybe if he wis a wee lassie "
England scoffed loudly, and crossed his arms.
"Queen Victoria is a grand Queen! It would be a honour to be named after her, but I guess you are right "
"Hmm 'ow about Hochelaga. It ez a old name for Montreal? Bon, non?" France said, pleased with his suggestion.
" kanata "
"Hoch-a -who? What ki
Missing (Bruce X Reader) Chapter 1"I love this song!" You said to yourself, turning up the volume of your mp3 player and humming while you walked down the path in the middle of Central Park. It wasn't your usual route, but that day seemed perfect for a nice walk. The Sun was shining in the bright blue sky, the leaves were green and the weather was rather agradable with a nice breeze blowing in your face.More Like This
That was why you loved the spring. You absently closed your eyes and twisted with the song, giggling.
You were still laughing when you bumped into someone. Strong arms held your shoulders, preventing you from falling.
"Whoopsie!" You playfuly said, taking off your earphones and rising your gaze from his chest to his face. "My bad."
He smiled gently and let you go. The man was probably ten years older than you, but he was definitely cute with those brownish curls and deep chocolate eyes.
"No problem." He said.
You couldn't help to notice how well the purple shirt he wore fit him. You should have been walking away by the
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“Let’s stop for coffee she said. We’ll be perfectly safe she said.” You mocked. Jazz glared at you as the two of you were marched down a long hallway and into an enormous conference like room.
“You can stow it.” She grumbled. You knew that if Jazz’s hands weren’t still cuffed, she’d have her arms crossed over her chest in a sulking manner.
“Oh, I’m sorry, whose fault is it that we’re in this situation? Oh yeah, yours!” You snapped back.
“I already said I was sorry! How was I supposed to know they were that close to us?”
“You know,” The blond person who arrested Jazz began, “for being rather reliant upon each other’s ability to survive, they argue quite a bit.” Both you and Jazz glowered at each other and stopped talking completely until a black man with an eye patch strode into the conference room.
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“Shouldn’t we keep moving?” You asked. Your friend, Jazz, glared at you. She had convinced you to stop for a coffee and now the two of you loitered outside the shop, drinks in hand.
“Firstly, we deserve this coffee break. We’ve been on the constant move for two days and right now a little caffeine will go a long way. Secondly, we’re perfectly safe right now they’re not anywhere near…” Jazz trailed off as her hazel eyes went distant.
“(Name),” Jazz said softly, “forgive me. I was wrong. Run.”
“How close are they?” You demanded. Jazz pushed and shoved people out of the way as the two of you ran down the crowded streets of Manhattan.
“Too close. Listen, our chances of eluding them are better if we split up. Once you shake whoever trails you, meet me in the park. We’ll figure out our next move from there.”
“Got it.” You s
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Loki was flipping through books in Asgard’s library when a steady wailing reached his ears. He recognized it immediately. (Name).
Loki swore he had never run so fast in his whole life as he did to reach your chambers.
When Loki burst into your room, he found several female servants attempting to comfort you. At the sight of Loki, you let out an extra loud wail. Without hesitation, Loki strode over to you and swept you up.
The servants left after a silent order from Loki.
Loki shushed you and gently kissed your little tear stained cheeks.
“A-Ada,” you sniffled, wiggling as close to your father as was physically possible.
“Hush my dove, Ada’s here.” Loki settled himself on your bed and pulled you away from himself slightly to better take in your shaking form.
“What has frightened you so my dear?” Loki asked. Your father’s question set off another round of tears. Loki was not one for crying but he allowed y
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Some days, life feels perfect.
Other days it just ain't workin.
The good, the bad, the right, the wrong
And everything in between.
It was another one of those days.
It was another one of the really bad days. The kind that made you want to run home and just stay in your room, nurse your wounds, and maybe eat a few cartons of ice cream.
The day had started out so well too.
Though it's crazy, amazing
We can turn a heart with the words we say.
Mountains crumble with every syllable.
Hope can live or die
You glared at yourself in the mirror.
“Get it together, (Name).” You muttered to yourself. “They aren’t important. They don’t mean anything. You live with the freaking Avengers! You can handle this.”
But no matter what you told yourself in the mornings, all your confidence would evaporate once you got to school.
So speak Life, speak Life.
To the deadest darkest night.
Speak life, speak Life.
Towerstuck (AvengersxReader): BoredBored. The small girl lay sprawled across her bed on her stomach and staring down at the floor. She huffed and rolled over letting her head fall over the edge of the bed.More Like This
Her eyes landed on her laptop, everything always looked so different upside down, she watched the blank screen stare at her just as disinterested as she was.
Of all the possibilities that stretched before her, she was laying there. Bored.
How in the world does one who lives in Stark Tower with the Avengers get bored?
The girl gave a loud groan and rolled to the side.
Over the edge of the bed.
Onto the floor.
With a loud…
Another groan was issued from her place on the floor.
“I don’t know why I thought that was a good idea.”
Without bothering to stand, she made the slow trek towards her laptop and pulled herself into the chair. After clicking the on button, her hands went automatically to their positions as she waited for the computer to boot up.
Her bleak default background
Nope. (AvengersxReader)“Hey, guys. Check out my new pet.” Tony waltzed into the living room with a giant grin on his face.More Like This
Steve and Thor were the only ones to acknowledge him, the others being too busy to put up with Tony’s antics.
For example: Natasha had disassembled her gun and was in the middle of cleaning it, Bruce was reading the newspaper, Clint was flipping through the channels on the T.V., and, last but not least, (y/n) was sitting on the couch engulfed in a book.
Okay maybe they weren’t that busy, but they still didn’t want to put up with Tony. They hoped not acknowledging him would deter him from bothering them.
He sat a bag down in front of (y/n), startling her from her trance.
Well that didn’t work.
She looked curiously from the bag to the triumphant billionaire standing over her. At this point in time, the other Avengers took mild, emphasis on mild, interest in the bag.
“What kind of pet is it?” Steve asked curiously eyeing the container.
Nightmares - Father!Hulk X Child!ReaderYou woke up with a gasp, frightened by your nightmare. "Daddy..." you whispered, gently nudging the man beside you. You shared a bed, since your apartment was too small for a second bedroom.More Like This
Your father opened his brown eyes and looked at you, worried. "Something wrong, Sweetheart?" he asked you quietly.
"I had a scary dream..." you told him, moving closer and looking up at him with big (e/c) eyes.
"Alright." he sat up, picking you up. "I'll warm up some milk, and you can tell me about it." he sat you down on the couch and took out a pot, warming up some milk. He poured it into a cup and sat on the couch. He pulled you onto his lap, letting you take the cup. "Now, would you like to tell me about your dream?"
You shook your head, sipping the warm milk. Already, you started to relax. By the time you finished your milk, you were almost asleep. The last thing you can remember is your fathers arms around you and a gentle kiss on your forehead as he whispered "Sweet dreams, ___."
New Perspective - Father!Stark X Child!ReaderStark was pacing the waiting room, impatient as ever. Why did this have to take so long? He just wanted this to be done. He hadn't wanted a child in the first place, but Pepper had insisted in keeping it after the accident.More Like This
Now, he would have to deal with a baby. A screaming, crying, pooping baby. How had it come to this? He was a billionaire playboy, though he hadn't been playing the field so much as he used to. No point in seeking out the wrath of a hormonal pregnant woman.
Stark looked up when he heard his name, and the doctor called him in. His normally calm and self-centered personality was beginning to dissolve, and he found himself worrying if everything was alright. The doctor assured him that everything was fine, and he had a perfectly healthy little girl. He pouted. Since he was forced to have you anyway, he'd wanted a Tony Jr. But, this was one thing he couldn't just choose what he wanted.
However, once you were suddenly in his arms, his look changed to one of awe. He had se
Nightmares - Hawkeye X Romanoff X Child!ReaderYou woke up with the feeling of falling, because you were. You screamed as you hit hit the floor. It wasn't far and you weren't hurt, just startled.More Like This
Both your parents rushed into the room, your mom with her gun and your dad whipping open his bow. Seeing you on the floor, your mom was the first to put her weapon aside and scoop you up. "Are you alright?" she asked.
"I had a nightmare..." you told her. Looking over at your dad with frightened (e/c) eyes, you reached for him. "I want Daddy..."
Your dad set his bow on the foot of your bed and gently took you from your mother. "It's okay, ___." he said, sitting down on the loveseat with you on his lap.
Your mother came over and sat with you, and your dad put his arm around you both. "See?" your mom said, pushing her red hair behind one ear. "You have the two of us to protect you, no matter what."
You nodded, closing your eyes. "I'm safe with Mommy and Daddy..." you said, smiling. "I love you both."
"We love you too." they both said, holding
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Harry watched worriedly as Hermione bent over her cauldron and added another ingredient.
are you sure you want to do this? Harry asked her uneasily. He knew she was still pissed from when Ron had cheated off her in a test but this
Yes. Ron must PAY! Hermione looked up, half-crazed, at her raven haired friend. Harry didnt know exactly what she was planning but, knowing Hermione, it wasnt going to be good for Rons mental health. All he knew was that it involved Polyjuice potion and Draco Malfoy. He kept watching her totter around, muttering to herself, until the bell rang and he left for his class.
Ron was pissed. It was his birthday for heavens sake! He should NOT have to get up before noon at least! The only incentive was that he got to go to the quidditch world cup later that holiday. He grumbled as he pulled himself out of bed, got dressed, and trotted down the stairs to the expected surprise party.
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Draco, I dont know why you insist on dragging me along to deliver a blasted letter! Snape snapped at his godson.
Draco had a hold of Snapes forearm, physically taking him to the owlery. Earlier that day, Draco had received a letter from his father stating that he had a big surprise in for him when he go home from the school year the following week. As always Draco couldnt wait, so he wrote a letter back stating that he would want to know now instead of later.
Snape knew thats what the letter stated, but he had yet to hear why he was coming along. He wrenched his arm from Dracos hold and stopped as they reached the owlery doors. Draco burst inside and called his owl down, who landed on
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Fandom: Danny Phantom.
Pairings: Dash/Danny (Swagger Bishie | Locker Bruise | Teddy Ghost). Hinted Jazz/Sam (Kith Kin) [if you squint]. Hinted Valerie/Dani (Sweet Substitution) [if you squint]. Obvious Maddie/Jack (Brain Cookies).
Warnings: Homosexual pairings, heterosexual pairings, halfa/human pairing, general fluff, a pinch of crack, slash, kissing, description of past fantasy, allusion to masturbation, very mild partial nudity, mild voyeurism, description of other pairings not-canon in this fic, humorous mild bashing of other pairings, canon characters discussing/having discussed ships, female characters being yaoi fangirls.
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or its characters.
Description: Lunarie334 wanted Swagger Bishie with “First Kiss". I hope this pans out like she wanted.
“Why this bench, Dash?” Danny asked his new boyfriend, fidgeting at the open space they were in. He was always
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Chapter 1. How it came to Be
Once upon a time, there were nine kids, they were in high school. Their name were Adam, Ty, Jacob, Glen, Rick, Sydney, Ashley, Cassie, and Ellie. They were all friends of each other, but Sydney had for one of them, feeling of more then a friend. It was Jacob, her and Jacob started this friendship and for how the world cam to be today.
dreaming harry x draco?He waits before the front door. He listenes. He hears footsteps coming to the door. The door opens. Large emerald-green eyes welcome him. The green-eyed boy grabds his arm and pulls with such strenght that they both land on the flour, and on each other. They looked in each others eyes, lips only inches away. Heads drawing closer by each breath they take. when they were so close that they could kiss. He said ''Harry ... ''?More Like This
Draco opens his eyes ?What the fuck was that !?
Still wondering what the dream was about, he got up, got dressed and went to breakfast. When he entered the Great Hall. He's eyes immediately shot to the Griffindor- table. Watching while a certain somebody smiled and stoof to leave.
Harry walked slowly to the door, Draco's eyes still following him. Harry glared at him. '' What's with you, Malfoy?'' he asked. '' Oh! Just sod off Potter! '' he shot at him. Harry rolled his eyes. '' Whatever'', and he walked out of the great hall, turning his back at Draco. DRaco walked
Harry And CedricA Happy EndingMore Like This
"HARRY!" screamed Cedric Diggory, fighting and clawing at the earth. The vines/roots of the maze trying to drag him down.
They slapped and wrapped around his legs,torso,arms anywhere they could tighten their grip to pull him under.
"HARRY! he called again while the boy who lived looked upon the boy on the ground and stared as if debating weather or not to help his friend...or someone more special than that. Harry had always had a thing for Cedric, he was tall, dark and handsome; All the things Harry thought was very attractive in a guy. His mind was racing, whispering thoughts told him to get the cup and win the tournament.He couldn't quite understand why he was thinking this way? Not helping his one and only crush? It was his chance to show the HufflePuff seeker how much he cared about him. Turning to the sight of the Triwizarding cup; That seemed to glow a bright blue only 10 feet away show a clear path to winning. But then something snapped in Harry "The maze
Undesirable NO 1 Chapter 1, a Harry Potter fanficUNDESIRABLE No 1More Like This
The girl couldn't stop laughing. An insane laughter that reminded Harry of something horrible and familiar.
She fell on her knees. Why yes, it was so funny...
Harry was frozen. His heart was beating insanely. He wanted to jump on the girl and silence her.
He knew some people were conservative, but that was just overwhelming...
Why was it so funny?
"Potter... is a faggot!" she screamed and continued laughing, getting her silver and emerald coloured tie off her neck- it was tight and it was giving her a hard time breathing.
"Stop...yelling..." Harry whispered. Even if she had heard him, the seventeen-year-old wouldn't stop laughing.
They were in the first floor. Harry was standing in front of the door that led to the girls' lavatory. Nobody ever visited that bathroom- Moaning Murtle was the main reason. That was where a mountain troll had attacked Hermione in their first year. That was also where the girl had chosen to make Polyjuice P
Hetalia: Past PaintingsMore Like This
Italy dabbed his paintbrush into the light green paint that sat on his palette and began to stroke the canvas with his brush. Every few seconds, he'd stop painting to examine the scenery beyond the easel: a rather animated game of football involving Austria, Prussia, Hungary and Germany. The only reason Italy himself wasn't playing was because of his broken and bandaged leg, which had been the result of a particularly dangerous training session with Germany.
Italy looked up from his canvas to see Germany looking over his shoulder at his painting. The others were passed out on the soccer field, relaxing after the game, except Austria who was trying to nurse the wounds to his shins that Prussia had inflicted on him.
"You're quite good," said Germany in a surprised tone. "But I've never seen you paint before."
Italy smiled cheerfully. "I haven't painted in a while," he replied. "But I'm glad you like it, Germany! I don't paint much since I lost a friend of mine."
Germany adopted a puzzled
Not So Average Day for Doitsu: GerxNyoItalyGermany squinted as the morning light came in through his slightly parted curtains. He could see the small flecks of dust floating in the bright light. He groaned and rolled over onto his stomach. He rested his head on his arms; it was one of his few days off. He closed his eyes and tried to relax, the act was foreign to him. Slowly, he felt his muscles loosen up and he sighed. He looked at the spot beside him. For once, it was empty. Italy's sleeping form wasn't beside him. He grinned and closed his eyes again. He suddenly heard his bathroom door open.More Like This
"Buon giorno Germany!"
Germany felt the air escape his lungs as Italy leaped onto his back. He sighed in exasperation. He looked over his shoulder and he felt his face get very warm. Italy was wearing a woman's nightgown for once, and it was slowly riding up her thighs as she straddled him. She usually wore a large shirt with shorts. He looked up at her face. She was beaming at him and her long, curly, auburn hair was down and flowing.
GerFem!Ita: Buon Weihnachten! "I'll be back soon, sorellina. I promise," Romano said, giving Italy a tight hug as she frowned and her honey colored eyes watered. He hated to see his little sister like this, but he didn't know what he could do about it.More Like This
"I know, I know, I'll just miss you so much!" Italy exclaimed.
"You know, you could always come with me. Spain wouldn't mind it at all. You know that," Romano suggested.
"No, it's fine. You guys probably want to do manly things anyways. I'll figure something out. I'll be fine, I promise!" Italy dismissed, forcing a smile.
"Are you sure?" Romano asked skeptically.
"I'm sure," Italy replied.
"Well... Alright. I need to go now, though, or I'll miss my train. I love you, sorellina. Buon Natale," Romano said, kissing Italy on
Ever Since the 900's- GerIta Ever Since the 900s....More Like This
Germany was pissed.
"We're working for Iggy?" Prussia complained loudly. "This sucks."
"... if you hadn't been such an idiot we'd still be at China's," Germany muttered.
"Heh." Gilbert laughed. "I see you're still in awe of my awesome, Bruderlein."
Ludwig sighed and tuned out his brother's loud bragging, looking at the walls of England's office instead. Since the end of the war, about six months ago, the Axis Powers had been forced to help the Allies and pay for war damages. He, of course, hadn't minded that so much. After all, he had caused most of the damage to Europe, save for what Italy had done on accident, before he had switched sides. Ludwig had actually been enjoying the reparations until one day, while working for France, he had been assigned a new helper and relocated.
"I don't even know why I have to hel
GerFem!Ita: Chasing Nightmares Away Ludwig woke up with a start to the sound of a terrified, high-pitched scream. He gasped with worry when he recognized the voice as that of Feliciana, his best friend, housemate and secret crush; secret to everyone save his brother Gilbert, of course, but Gilbert had sworn on his awesomeness that he wouldn't tell a soul. As quickly as he could, Ludwig jumped out of his bed and rushed to Feliciana's room, paying no attention to the fact that he was wearing nothing but a pair of grey shorts.More Like This
"Feliciana, vhat's wrong!?" he demanded, throwing the door open to reveal a sweating, shaking and sobbing Feliciana sitting in her bed. Ludwig frowned deeply and walked over to her.
"Feli...? Feli, vhat's wrong...? Vhat happened...?" he asked softly, sitting on the edge of her bed. Immediately, he was tackled into an extremely tight hug.
"Oh Ludwig! I-I had a nightmare...!" Feliciana wailed, sobbing into Ludwig's neck.
Stay with me [Germany-N.Italy yaoi / edited ]YEAR 1945.More Like This
People in the streets were laughing and cheering tears of joy running down their cheeks, they were happy because the war was finally over. All of the bloodshed, terror, mayhem and conflict had finally ended. Yes the people were happy all except one.
In the north part of the village stood a pub called The White Boar, the atmosphere in the bar was loud and jovial. Villager's along with soldiers from the U.S.A, Britain and even some German soldiers laughed and cheered. In one motion they all raised their drinks high above their heads shouting.
''HERES TO THE END OF THE WAR "!
Germany was not happy in fact he was completely miserable, he was sat in the far corner of bar. It was dark all except for the gentle glow of light coming from a lamp which hung on the wall. Germany wanted to be alone, forget everything that had transpired.
''Hey bar keep fetch me another one will yah"!
The bar keeper turned and looked a
StarrDust's Secret Santa FicTitle: The Tale of the Pizzeria Princess and the Baker’s SonMore Like This
Type of gift: Fic
Rating: PG 13
Chars/Pairs: Ludwig (Germany)/ Daisy (nyo!Italy), Gilbert (Prussia), Romano (South Italy), Lizzie (Hungary), Salvatore (Nonno Roma), Wolfgang (Germania)
Warnings: derogatory names
Word Count: 4838
Summary: Ludwig fell in love with Daisy, but life had other ideas. Can they overcome things in order to be together?
Author’s notes: Thanks to my beta, Jen for reading this over for me.
Ludwig stood outside the bakery with his brother, Gilbert, enjoying a bit of a break, while their father took care of the customers inside. He took out his pocket watch, checking the time. Every day at around eleven in the morning, the cute little Italian girl, whose grandfather owned the pizzeria across the street, came in and picked up her bread order, while leaving a new one. Ludwig would then be called in to help her br
Hetalia: Ese italiano... en mi clubWARNING: no apto para homofóbos.More Like This
*Referencias de todo tipo.
*Romanito tendrá su venganza (leer cap 5 para entender).
*Una suegra no muy... encantadora.
*Vamos a hacerlo fácil: la mayoría aquí tiene 15-18, están enamorados y con deseos babosos.
*Ningún corazón ha sido roto durant... No, espera. Pasó.
Nah, ninguna advertencia de este tipo.
*Esto clasifica como PG-14 por sus referencias/situaciones (y porque es yaoi :iconderpplz.
*Por cierto: Abel=Holanda.
"Ese italiano... en mi club. Parte 1: 'Planes que fallan'". Un fanfic de Hetalia. Gerita escolar, Cap 10.
Pareja: :icongeritahug2plz:/Tambien hay: Spamano, Fruk.
A/N: adtymssadgashsa ya hace un año que estoy en Devianart , UN AÑO. Y de regalo (para mi), haré un Rubiusxreader~.
Como siempre, muchisimisisisimas gracias
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When Matthew came too, he felt sore and numb. His mind was cloudy and his vision blurry so he tried to sit up and look for his glasses.
"Whoa there, Mattie-Matt-Matt..." Gilbert was sitting in a chair beside him and he handed Matthew his glasses. "Don't sit up just yet. You don't want to get dizzy..."
"Gil..." Matthew put his glasses on and looked around. He was in a patient bed and hooked up to a drip. He turned back to Gilbert and reached for his hand. "...Hey."
"Hey," Gilbert said taking his hand and smiling back. "I was worried about you."
Matthew held his head as he began to feel a little dizzy. "What happened?"
Gilbert frowned. "You lost a lot of blood after the birth... You passed out so they took you to an operation room to finish up and whatever... Thankfully they didn't have to cut you open or anything but they're giving you a blood transfusion." He pointed to the IV hanging beside them, dripping blood into Matthew's arm. "You'll be fine though."
"Okay..." Matthew rubbed his
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Alfred sighed and checked his watch again. He was sitting on his luggage at the curb in front of the airport while Ivan was inside getting them both a drink. It had been a good hour since Matthew had texted him saying he'd meet him at the airport and now he was really worried. He wasn't getting back to him.
Ivan came out and handed him a bottle of Fanta. "Still no message?"
"No, nothing," Alfred said opening the bottle. "I mean really, what the hell?"
Seconds later a car pulled up and Arthur honked to them.
"Alfred! Ivan! Get in!"
"Artie?" Alfred said getting up and pulling out the handle on his bag. "What are you doing in Quebec? And where's Mattie, dude?"
"Long story and Matthew's gone into labour!" Arthur said popping the trunk. "Now hurry up and get your stuff in the boot!"
"What the hell?!" Alfred said getting in while Ivan tossed their things in the trunk. "I thought he wasn't due for another week!"
"Apparently plans changed," Arthur said. "I don't know all the details but Franci
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On Monday, Matthew went back to Dr. Mertens' office for his ECV. All weekend, all he did was watch YouTube videos of ECVs but no matter how the ladies in the videos said it wouldn't hurt, it looked like it did so he was happy Gilbert could join him for moral support. Gilbert was glad to go with him, especially since it meant that he would get to see another ultrasound of the baby.
When they arrived, Matthew was shaking but he swallowed his fear and went straight to the doctor when called.
"Welcome back, Matthew!" Manon said patting the bed on which they would do the maneuver. "I see you brought company. Gilbert, why don't you pull that chair over there up by the bed so you can be right with Matthew through this."
Gilbert nodded and carried the chair over. "This isn't going to hurt, right Doc?"
"Most likely not," Manon said as Matthew climbed onto the bed. "As I told Matthew, we relax the womb to make it easier. The needle though may hurt a little but after that, you should be fine."
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It was dark out by the time Manon got home. She had had another three patients come in after Matthew that afternoon and her paperwork kept her at the hospital until rather late. She had texted her brother to inform him of how late she would be but she didn't expect a reply. He never really was a social man but now he seemed to have completely checked himself out of Hotel Society. When he had asked to stay with her, he had sounded distraught but Manon would've never guessed it was this bad.
Nevertheless, she did her best to help him. She found him a psychotherapist to talk to however as much as the psych had told her, her brother wasn't opening up much at all. The therapist had come to her in fact to ask what might've happened but she had no clue. She just knew her brother was upset about something.
"Lars?" she called out into the house as she took off her shoes. "I'm home!"
There was no answer but Lars did show himself, coming down the stairs. He looked tired and his hair was down. He
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Matthew shivered a little as he sat quietly on the exam table. He watched his doctor silently as she sat at her desk writing things down. He knew it was rude but he couldn't help but try to find similarities between her and the man that would not leave his head. They didn't have a lot in common except perhaps the shape of their eyes but there was that overall look that they were related.
"So, Mattie," Manon said turning to face him. "You called saying you were worried, yes?"
"Yes. The baby hasn't flipped yet and the due date you gave me is only five days away," Matthew said.
Manon nodded. "That's a reasonable concern. There is a chance that your pregnancy will be longer than expected however as a precaution I recommend we schedule an ECV."
"External Cephalic Version. Basically, I'd flip the baby for you from the outside."
"With what?" Matthew asked. "There aren't any drugs involved, are there?"
"Well, I'd be using my hands to do it however some anesthetics can be administered to
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Gilbert got home a little late a few nights later. Matthew was taking a bath while Francis was putting away dinner. Hearing the door open, Francis went to the front hall.
"Ah, Gilbert!" he said patting his arm. "Welcome home. Dinner's in the microwave but you should probably go see Matthew. He's been a bit worried."
"Yeah, I probably should have texted..." Gilbert sighed. "Alright. Where is he?"
"Bath," Francis said pointing upstairs.
"Gilbert nodded and went up.
Matthew was slumped down in the bathtub, his mouth underwater making the occasional bubble but his nose above. He was gently tracing circles on his stomach where he could see a little foot pushing at his skin. His belly rippled as his child moved about and he winced a little. Now that his son was around normal size, he had less room inside and hurt a little when he moved.
Gilbert knocked on the door gently. "Matt?"
"Gil?" Matthew sat up and held his stomach. "Come in."
Gilbert opened the door and scratched his head. "Hiya..."
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Arthur set his phone down and sighed. It made sense. Why would Francis answer him? He had basically made it very clear that he no longer wanted him in his life. It was obvious.
So why was Arthur trying so hard to contact him? He himself didn't really know why he was doing it. He didn't know what he'd say if Francis responded. He didn't know if he even had anything to say. He just... He wanted a response.
Eventually he gave up and got out of the car. He had been parked outside of Tino and Berwald's place for at least fifteen minutes but he was still a little early for his sitting duties. Nevertheless, he rang the doorbell and waited.
Tino came to the door carrying Peter in his arms.
"Daddy!" Peter said excitedly.
"Oh, Arthur!" Tino smiled. "You're early. Come in."
He let the Brit inside and then went to put Peter down on the couch. Berwald was in the kitchen reading the newspaper. Arthur came in and sat down near Peter.
"Daddy, I lost a tooth!" Peter said before opening his mouth wide.
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The next day, Francis made brunch. He would've made breakfast but Gilbert had to leave early for work and Matthew was still on bed rest until the baby came so Francis made sure to wait until about noon before starting any food. When Matthew did come downstairs, he yawned for a good half a minute and he had serious bags under his eyes. He moved slower than old woman carrying an anvil and he sat down at the table without a single ounce of grace.
Francis frowned. "Mathieu... Je m'excuse, but you look terrible."
"Yeah..." Matthew rubbed his eyes. "The baby's been kicking me all night and I needed to go pee three times last night..."
Francis shook his head. "That's not good... Have you tried anything to help get more sleep? You need it."
"I tried rolling over once... A very futile and difficult mission..."
"Matthew, you should lie down," Francis said. "I can bring your food to you."
"No, I'm up now so I'm not going to be able to sleep..." Matthew rested an arm over his stomach. Franc
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A week after getting completely moved in, Gilbert and Matthew went out to visit Isabelle. Now that it was getting warmer, she was getting busy with produce from local farmers to sell in her market and was thankful for them helping out. Truthfully, only Gilbert was doing any real work since he didn't want Matthew stressing himself. Instead, Gilbert paid for Matthew to be able to go out to the spa again. He went reluctantly at first but once he had his feet up, he had no complaints.
Later, Matthew showed Isabelle the new pictures of the baby as they had tea and coffee. She blinked at first when she saw, as it was still a little unbelievable that a man could be pregnant, but all the evidence proved it true and she was glad.
"He has Jeanne's hands," she said. "Her little hands looked just like that when I was pregnant."
"Really? You can recognize her hands like that?" Matthew said. "I feel like all baby hands in ultrasound look the same...."
"Non, he will have slender hands like her
GerIta? Not QuiteAt three o'clock in the morning, while the majority of the world was asleep and restoring its spent energy, a young man chose to climb out of bed and lock himself in a bathroom.More Like This
He wasn't exactly sure why he had done so. Everything that walked, crawled, or slithered was at that moment asleep (save the crazies, prepubescent slumber party-goers, and gamers, the nocturnal creatures of the suburbs). Nothing moved outside: no birds chattering, no lawn mowers humming, no cars rumbling past on the streets. Only the dead silence of an almost supernatural time of night where nothing seems to still be alive.
He was aware of this silence, and wary of it. The man wasn't used to it, this queer quietness that settled heavily on his ears. He entered the bathroom and grasped the doorknob to slowly pull the door closed. It squeaked loudly, with a squidgy whine, as it always did, causing the man to jump a little and instinctively look around. Any second now, his older brother would appear and scold him
The Basics Of ArtHello everyone!More Like This
Today I'm introducing the Elements And Principles of Design. Some of you are on top of the game and aleady know how to use the Elements with the Principles, but bare with me. I may show you some thing that you do not know.
I wrote a version of this In 2011, and I've changed it up some hoping this version will help you understand how to create more dynamic deviations..
This tutorial is meant for Novice and Beginning Photomanipulators, but, of course, it's here to give information that even the Intermediate and Advance deviant to learn something that they did not know.
Elements and Principles of Design
Question: What is meant by the Elements and Principles of Design?
Answer: Elements are the parts of a design, and the Principles are ways to use the parts..
All art is comprised of the Elements being arranged following the rules set by the Principles.