RomanoxSick!Reader C'est La Vie: Part ThreeSay you will, say you won’t
Say you’ll do what I don’t
Say you’re true, say to me
C’est la vie
(Reader) walked with a swish in her step as she wandered to the kitchen for breakfast. Already she had picked her first song to torment Antonio for his pirate days, and she could not wait to tease him with it all day. Romano forewarned (Reader) that Antonio woke early each morning, and was an “annoying ball of sunshine that burns your fucking eyes”, so getting a head start on him could prove difficult. Luckily, (Reader) had a plan involving dark rum from Feliciano’s liquor cabinet and a bottle of orange juice from the fridge.
Pirates do have to start their day early, after all, and what better way to start out than with a bottle of rum?
The sound of eggs frying radiated from the kitchen, accompanied by a liltingly warm and spicy smell. Antonio was chattering to himself when he wasn’t singing in Spanish to his soon-to-be brea
England x Timetraveler!Reader: Something Old Pt630 May 1381
"What are you doing back here? I thought I told you to go to infirmary."
"I did go."
Henry looked at me over the rims of his glasses, "Then what are you doing back here?"
"I got my inoculations. I thought you wanted me to go after that?"
Henry's brow furrowed, "Go where?"
"To wherever you're sending me, of course!" I stared at him.
Henry stared right back, "What, now? Do you have any notion of how inoculations work? I couldn't possibly send you through yet!" He narrowed his eyes at me, "What inoculations did you get?"
"All of them."
"ALL of them?" his eyebrows went up.
"Yes. Everything on your exhaustive list. Bubonic, influenza, typhoid, tetanus, and all of the other crap I can't pronounce." I untucked the list from my pocket and held it up, "Are all of these real diseases? I had to look some of these up."
"Of course they're all real! Why would I waste your time and mine with games?"
"You've haven't minded wasting my time othe
England x Timetraveler!Reader: Something Old Pt5December 1349
"Remind me, oh mysterious one. Why can't you tell me anything about who you are?"
Henry sighed, "I already told you the answer to that."
"Your answer was a lame excuse."
"It's not a lame excuse," he huffed. "It's a perfectly valid reason."
I folded my arms, "'I'll tell you after the project is finished' is not a valid reason. 'Because people could die' or 'because you'll make millions if you wait,' those are valid reasons. Not this nonsense you've been feeding me."
Henry growled and raked his hands through his unruly hair, "Why must you be so difficult?!"
I held up my hands, "Hey, I'm just trying to make sure I'm not being shipping off to my death by some psychopath who gets off on dropping people into random historical periods for kicks and giggles."
Henry groaned and stopped what he was doing at the console, staring down at the keyboard and thinking very hard. Finally, he
England x Timetraveler!Reader: Something Old Pt415 June 1215 AD
I stared around at the many tubes and wires that virtually covered the room, not sure if anything was live or if I would be electrocuted if I touched anything. "I really don't think I'm qualified for this..."
Henry seemed distracted as he typed away at the console, gathering coordinates and pulling up information, "Of course you are!"
"See, you keep saying that, but I'm still thinking you must be on a bad trip, or maybe you've gotten me VERY confused with the wrong person."
"I have the right person."
I shook my head, "I must be insane for even agreeing to hear you out on this."
Henry glanced up at me, a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, "And yet, here you are."
"Here I am," I agreed. I crossed over to the console to stand beside him, "What exactly will this project entail?"
My arm was soaking wet. And my leg. And...my hair...? I sat up, shivering a little, and looked around to try and
Unification - Chapter 1 [APH Prussia]-1863-
The winter air was crisp and cold, but Prussia felt warmth in his chest that made him quite immune to the frigid weather. He would never tire of the sight of Berlin on the horizon when he was coming home.
For so long, the reason he would be riding into his capital was that he was returning from war. But now, in the relative peace that had followed in the decade since the collapse of the so called “Spring of the Peoples”, there had been little reason for him to ride out in full array. Nor was he in a position where anyone would dare to cross him without risking a response from more than one Great Power. For the first time in his long life, Prussia was not waiting for Europe to combust into war.
It was interesting, he mused to himself, that the fervor that could burn brightly in spring could be so sedate in winter. He would be a fool to think, though he had been able to scatter the revolutionaries to the wind, that the sentiment was gone. He had made his peace with the
Germany's Demons5th June 2014
Since he was the only Axis Power that could, Japan had been chosen to drive that day, as it was one of those days where Germany might space out and Italy couldn't be trusted. (put it this way; even in Italian, he didn't know the words "speed limit".)
"This is just like old times vee~" Italy crooned from the back seat, his current memories of 70 years ago being ones of friendly nostalgia.
"Oh really?" Germany's eyes prickled.
"We weren't driving to France 70 years ago," Japan sensed that things might snap and quickly turned on the radio.
It seemed that Japan's aim may have succeeded-all 3 of them couldn't help but join in singing Let It Go in their respective languages. Then another song came on.
When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold
Japan was now concentrating on the road and Italy was now resting his eyes. Germany, riding shotgun, however, was letting his eyes drift across the blurring landscape as th
Fem!GermanyX2p!Italy Closer (9)Jogging was one of the few hobbies that Monika had time for. Running in the open air helped her clear her mind and find solutions to her problems that only stressed her out when she had to face them at her desk. It was almost the only time she could be alone with her thoughts and sort them, and she could temporarily feel at ease as well, every time after she finished stretching after her jog.
Clouds covered the sky that afternoon but she simply decided to ignore it, they said nothing about rain in the weather forecast earlier that day. She took the streets in her black sweatpants and hoodie and ran, towards the peace of mind she was always looking for. But this time heavens weren't supportive of her carrying out her plans, a sudden downpour prevented her from going all the way on her usual route.
She turned around halfway in her jog and rushed back towards her house, her clothes getting drenched in a minute. The last thing she wanted was catching a cold. She yanked the door open to get
Fem!Italy Fem!Germany - Affection (8)"Italia, you're drooling on me." Monika mumbled softly and tried to pull her arm out of Felicia's hold but she quickly held it tighter to her chest and turned her head to press her forehead against Moni's shoulder.
"No, I'm not," she answered sleepily.
"Now you're not but I've got your saliva on my arm." Monika sighed, feeling somewhat frustrated about it but too tired to get mad because of something like this. She didn't sleep well at all. Felicia's bed was as uncomfortable as it could be and they could barely fit on it together.
"It's okay." Ita yawned long and stretched her legs then slid one of them between Monika's legs, tangling them to keep her close to herself.
"To you, maybe," Monika thought but not wanting to say it aloud, she just let it go and stared at the ceiling. So that was how Ita's men probably felt like after a pleasant night.
Except their last one was anything but pleasant. Just when she was preparing to get into bed, exhausted after coming home from the gym, Italia
Bacterial Contamination Prologue - Chapter 55 days later.
Francis woke up with a smile on his face, despite having a slight nausea. He gulped down a handful of pills along with his hot chocolate and went knocking on Arthur's door, holding a basket of pastries.
_"Mr Kirkland? Are you awake yet?"
A groan answered and the door creaked open. Arthur's sleepy head passed through the crack and he blinked his eyes wide open at the pastries.
_"God bless the French. And Croissants." he stuttered, stomach growling like a furious beast.
_"May I come in?" Francis asked.
He put the basket of little pastries on the table, and poured himself a cup of tea, Arthur silently engulfing the treats along with his coffee. How he'd missed the delicious cooking of the man lately (not that he was ever going to admit it though). Francis chuckled at Arthur and the latter gazed at him with eyebrows furrowed.
_"You know, there's a word for that in french."
_"I beg your pardon?" Arthur mumbled, chewing half of a cake.
Crossover: Attack on HetaliaSome funny and cool Hetalia x Attack on Titan Crossover I found. XD
Hetalia x attack on titan!
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