Warnings: This contains implied male on male sex and MPreg.
Other Notes: For the record, in this fanfic, Germany is dating Japan. It'll make sense later. Also, I apologise if Germany seems a little out of character.
It wasn't until that morning that Prussia realized how loudly the phone rang. Groaning, he rolled over to answer it.
"Hello, Densen residence. Gilbert speaking." He said, trying to sound awake and probably failing miserably.
"Morning, East." Came his brother's voice.
"Hey, West." Prussia said, waking up a bit. "What's up?"
"Not much. Just haven't heard from you in a whi
The twins were terrified.
It was the day before Christimas. Uncle West, Aunt Japan, Uncle Sweden, Aunt Finland, Uncle Norway, and Aunt Iceland were going to be coming over. Denmark had been trying to Issak and Viktor to help Prussia get the house clean. Finally, Denmark had had it with the kids' resistance to helping and had told them that if he found anything of theirs on the floor, he was throwing it out.
The kids had been working on cleaning their room that morning, so Santa wouldn't break his neck when delivering their stockings. They came down at around noon to ask their mother if they could break for lunch, when they found Prussia
DnD - The Aftermath
Every Sunday, it's a sight to behold -
Friends laughing and cussing together,
cell-phones buzzing as we texted each other
(the dm can't get us to shut up to save his life)
Finally, he gets us quiet,
except for the texting
(we never really do shut up),
and tells us what's going on.
Oh, goody, we have another fight!
Dice rolling on any hard surface we can find
- textbooks, clipboards, paint boxes, whatever
we'll take what we can get -
Celebratory shouts of "Yes!" when the dice like us
Cussing at them when they don't
The only time it's really quiet is
Warnings: Yaoi/Shounen-ai (again, not sure what to call it), some language, slightly hinted at MPreg
This couldn't be happening.
He couldn't go through this again, couldn't force his kids through this again.
One abusive father was more than enough for them to have to had to deal with.
Prussia cowered under a table, hiding Viktor and Issak behind him, listening to Denmark's furious, drunken rampage through the house and trying to find a way to get the kids out of the house and someplace safe before Denmark found them.
Prussia could take the beating.
He wouldn't let the boys suffer at Denmark's hands.
Seasons were different in this realm.
The sky above Asgard was perhaps more complex than this one, with the daylight swirling away like a dancer's petticoats to reveal stars and nebulas gleaming like facets in an enormous black crystal. But, there were no clouds in Asgard. Not really.
Thor rather liked clouds. People said snowflakes could never be exactly alike, each one a perfect example of uniqueness. But Thor thought these people rather short-sighted as clouds were exactly the same. After all, all ice can do in the end is melt. Clouds had potential. For rain. Snow. Mist.
And, of course, storms.
Clouds were ever changing. Influenced by
To all of my American friends/watchers - Happy July 4th. Hope your day is filled with fun and happiness. Be safe. And just all around have a good day.
To all of my non-American friends/watchers - Today probably doesn't mean much to you. I won't bore you with a history lesson because you probably don't care. If today is special to you for whatever reason, I hope you have a good day celebrating your special day. If today isn't special to you and is just another ordinary day, I hope you have a good day anyway, for no other reason than I want you to have a safe, and happy day. Even if it's the only one in your life right now.