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I'll Be Back Soon, Alfred.
Alfred raced down the staires as rapidly as he could. As he jumped the few steps down, he ran up and tackled gently to wrap his small arms around Arthur's neck. The warmth of Arthur's body was bringing good will to his skin, the embrace meant to mean he was always safe when around him.
He let go of him to bring him to meet the floor and closed the door behind him. Alfred reached up his arm and slide up his hand into Arthur's as they both walked to kitchen. He lifted him up and sat him on the counter. 'Could you grab me two mugs please, Alfred?'
He nodded with a silly smile on his face. He stood carefully and opened the cupboard, grabbing two mugs gently which was hard because they made twice the size of his small hands. He held them by the handle and reached out his arms towards Arthur who was putting the milk down in front of him as well as the packet of sugar cubes. He looked at him and started to chuckle quietly. Alfred tilted his head and wondered what was so funn
It Was Only A Kiss.
She opened her eyes to a room that looked unfamiliar, she forced herself up, getting her foot out of the blanket and sitting to the edge of the bed. She looked down at her feet and pressed her fingers tightly onto the mattress. She looked up to see the door opening very slowly with a man; light silver hair and deep red eyes peeking his head out.
'Hey, Lili.' He said quietly. He stepped into the room, half closing the door behind him and leaning against the wall with one of his arms around his stomach, the other reached out and palm out to hide his mouth as he yawned. She simply waved. 'Just here to tell you breakfast is ready.'
'When is brother going to come back?'
He shruged. 'I'm not sure, Lili. All I know is that it won't be very soon, your brother's at war, it takes time,' he approatched her; proposing his hand. 'In the meantime, your brother wants me to take care of you, alright?' She nodded and slipped her hand in his. He pulled her back to her feet; making her meet the
Let Me Taste You - Vampire Paladin.
Chapter One - Just The Beginning [Hungary's P.O.V] :
My eyes leered at him once he got his two fingers on my chin and lifted up my head. Glowing red eyes. I felt his cold breath brushing my face as he approatched his face closer.
I wasn't really a person anymore, nor a vampire in any case.
I was human. A good for nothing prisoner to him though, I was his next lunch. Soon, I will probably be transformed into a blood-sucking vampire unless he does so and kills me while drinking my blood.
My eyes followed his movements. He took his two fingers away, leaving space once again for warmth. I watched him as he ran his palm over my neck, my chest and to my stomach where he took it away and stepped backwards. He smirked and bowed down with a hand on his chest before standing up straight again. He turned around and opened the door; I blinks and I stared wide eyed as I saw that he wasn't there anymore, the door was closed like no one touched it or even op
Please Don't Leave Me, Arthur!
Waiting for your, call I'm sick, call I'm angry;
Call I'm desperate for your voice.
Listening to the song we used to sing.
In the car, do you remember?
It's playing on repeat;
Just like when we would meet.
Like when we would meet.
He came home soaking to the bone wet. He clacked the door behind him; the noise echoing the room. Water from his hair dropped to the floor across the wood. He took a couple of steps weakly. He foldered down his coat on the edge of the corner of the sofa and kept looking down. You couldn't see it but tears were sliding down his face, his hands were fists and his teeth grittered together, hard enough to show anger. Blood and bruises all over her body, mostly his face. He fell down to his knees and closed his eyes tightly, letting the tears come down faster. He banged his fists down in front of him and started screaming; lifting his head to look up to the cieling.
I was born;
To tell you I love you.
Child Iceland x Female Reader
I rocked you back and forth as I held you in my arms.
You seemed to be safer with me than anyone else.
Can it only be because I'm your older sister?
I saw you close your eyes as I sang you a lullaby.
You probably seemed very tired since you fell asleep straight away.
Your eyelids began to flatter as if you were having such a wonderful dream.
I kept on singing you that same lullaby over and over.
I sat in the high chair near my working desk and made you place your head comfortably on my shoulder.
I laced my arm under your back to your legs and softly kissed your forehead as I held you closer.
I put my leg over the other and lays my head back, blinking. I wasn't tired but so suddenly I closed my eyes and slept; putting my head on top of yours carefully.
I was woken up by a loud cry coming from my arm.
My eyes opened slowly and I looked down at you; eyes closed, head still on my shoulder and pulling onto the top of my dress near my chest.
I stared wide eyed and stood up holding you even c
To Catch Up The Past - Part One (Only!)'Big brother! Big brother!'
'Hmm Hungary!' He felt her face melting behind his jacket, he turned and bent down. His fingers brushed against her hair so it'll remove some of her hair behind her ears. She smiled as he did; she placed her palm against his cheek.
'So is something the matter, Hungary?' She shook around her head. 'No. I just missed you. Lately you've been busy and we just couldn't spend any time together ' Her head was down when she said that and her eyes were filled with sparkles.
'I missed you, too Hungary and since I'm not doing anything special today, how about you and I have our little fun?'
'Just you and me?!'
'Just you and me, doll I promise!'
But that didn't last. As they grew up they didn't spend a lot of time together, Hungary was becoming a fine young lady. She was learning about responsibilities, and England became busier with work and meetings that they didn't have any time to spend together like they did before and little by little they started
A Special Bouquet
Italy's/Feliciano Vargas' P.O.V
"I don't know what made me so attracted to her all of a sudden. Perhaps her smile, the way she laughs, her childish acts, that special need of helping others, her shyness around nearly everyone, the funny way she embarrasses herself..? I'm not sure; they're so many reasons why I adore her so much.
Jeez, to be completely honest I never thought I'd meet someone like her, that I'll never understand because we haven't really known each other for so long anyway but I guess we just clicked, maybe we had too much things in common or maybe it was the way we spoke to each other? We always made each other laugh and used to talk about nearly everything that was on our minds.
I think I really do love her-"
'Italy-Sama?' Liechtenstein started, waving a hand in front of him. Getting him out of his thoughts of her.
'Heh? OH! Hello Bella!'
'Look! I found lovely flowers for you!'
'For me?' Blink.
She nodded, hair rocking back and forth touching her soften pink chee
She's Killing Me.
'Eccoti qua, Lovina!' Yelled out a tall Southern Italian young man with dark-ish brown hair, standing behind her and taping her shoulder harshly to make her pay attension and it worked, he heard a very soft sigh before she looked up directly at him with a frown across her forehead. 'Cosa?' She replied in a very grumpy tone, looking back at the view in front of her with her arms crossed angrily when suddenly, a heavy and cold blow of wind passed them. Making Romana tug her legs closer to her chest and holding onto her arms while feeling herself shiver. Her eyes shut tightly.
Romano chuckles but then sighed while undoing his belt just to take off his brown military jacket, placing it on her shoulders as he took a seat in front of her. 'That's what you get for wearing short sleeved on high grounds.'
'Uh...' She started quietly but just stayed silent as her eyes stayed forcus on him, pulling onto the side of the jacket closer to her, feeling his warmth against her cool skin. She bit her bo
I Am No Longer Your Brother.
American Revolutionary War (1775 - 1783)
[England's P.O.V] :
Was this really happening to us, Alfred? This war? I didn't know what to do anymore; I prefered when you were just that innocent child I called my little brother but now, we were both standing in front of each other. Your army behind you and I was alone. All died. You were holding up a gun to my direction as well as your amry. What could I have done to make you a better person, Alfred? I never asked for this. All I wanted was for you stay by my side, was that too much to ask from you?
I opened my eyes as I lifted up my head and stared at you. The rain seemed to get heavy as it poured down. I looked to the sky, feeling the drops on my face. I blinked and let my face down again. I reached out my arm and opened my hand to accept yours but I saw a frown on your face. 'Hey, Britian. All I want is my freedom! I'm no longer a child nor am I your little brother!' At that, I was hurt. I let my arm slide back to my sid
Canada x readerCanada x reader
"Ouch" you said as you got hit by another low branch. Your legs were hurting but you knew you couldn't stop now. "Get back here!" You heard one of the men chasing you yell.
'In your dreams!' You thought before hiding behind a tree.
"Where did he go?!"
"I don't know!"
"We'll look for him!"
You silently giggled to yourself but you made sure not to make it to loud. You stopped as soon as you heard them getting closer. You tried to scurry away but twisted your ankle in the process. 'Shoot!' Your hoodie was probably covered with dirt now but that was the least of your worries.
'Maybe they didn't hear me fall' you thought your ray of hope still shining bright.
"Hey I think I heard something over here!"
'Crap! I guess this is the end huh.....' You looked around the dark Forrest. 'Just great' you then covered your eyes with your hands hoping the pain would just come and be done and over with. You then felt your self being picked up by the waist. You were about to let out
APH: 7 Minutes in Heaven: AMERIPAN
America reached in and started searching around. After a while he pulled his hand back out.
"Interesting! Japan you are up." America said as he held up an iron fan. Japan sighed and stood up and took his fan away from America. Then he tentatively reached into the box. After blindly searching around for a bit he grasped something that felt like a rectangular cloth. Curious he pulled it out and immediately put on a poker face.
The cloth was actually a tri-colored flag. But instead of being horizontally or vertically split it had thirteen red and white stripes. And on one of the top corners there was a blue square with fifty white stars on it.
"Alright! Looks like you chose the hero!" America shouted as he grabbed Japan and practically dragged him into the closet before closing the closet door behind him.
"Be careful Amerika-san," Japan spoke as the closet door closed. "I could have accidently cut you with the tessen."
"Huh? How could you have cut me with the fan?"
"It's made out of iron
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Slovakia
America calls you to the center of the room and holds out his large, patriotic hat for you. “Pick something good dude. We don't want you to get stuck with anyone super boring.” He smiled wide and gave the hat a quick shake before letting you place your hand inside.
You felt around the cramped hat for a moment before picking your item. Lifting the item up and out of the hat you recognized it as a glove, the kind one would wear with a nice suit and tie. Still, these could belong to quite a few of the guys at the party. “Whose glove is this?” You held the lone glove above your head so everyone could get a look at it.
“That's mine.” Slovakia walked up to you, shyly with a sweet smile on his face. “I wasn't actually expecting to get to play, so I didn’t bring anything. I'm sorry my item made it hard for you to identify the owner.”
“Aw dude, he kind of reminds me of Canada. I'm glad we invited him. You two should have tons
Canada x Reader: Snowed InIt was the worst storm your county had known in decades, and it had to strike when you were visiting a certain someone. Yes, a bone chilling blizzard had broke out at bellow freezing right after you had arrived that evening. The weather forecast had predicted much snow fall, but not in this way. This was beyond belief, mind boggling even.
The day started off like any other day in winter. You were heading to your dear boyfriend's house, Matthew ,Christmas was around the corner and you were going to spend a week with him for it. The two of you have been together for around a year now, but you two weren't rushing things. Separate houses were a good thing, it gave you independence so you would not bother the other too much by being clingy.
Pulling up to the freshly snow shoveled drive way, you stepped out and strolled onto the porch. You were careful with your steps because anyone could be clumsy and trip of some slippery snow or ice. It happened to everyone and you defiantly did not
CUT Chapter 1
"I'm sorry. I really want you to believe me. To be with me…"
"I want to be with you too… But I can't… You'll only hurt me."
"No! I promise… I promise I won't. I just want you to be happy."
"Through everything, how is staying with you will make me any happier?"
Today is my first day in six months that I get to leave that mental hospital. I'm glad I'm finally out, I mean, I could have hurt myself in there... Or not. To send me to a crazy house was Antonio's fault. And yet, he's here to greet and take me home.
I don't hate him but I am mad. I can't show it though. My mind won't let me. Instead, it does what it always does when I hide from my real thoughts. It puts on a fake smile, witch I'm good at, and waves as if I was dying to see him. But I wasn't. There was only one person I want to see, the man who made me like this.
"Feli, I'm so happy to see you! We've missed you so much!" He ran up to me hugged me. I had to hug him back; I couldn't show him what I
CUT Chapter 2
Someone told me that love, true love, comes from the cuts you give yourself. And for the longest time I thought that was true. I thought it was the only way to feel free. I thought only I, and I alone can show myself the love I've always wanted.
I really did think that… Until I met Ludwig…
3/23/2008 Mood: Thankful
Driving to the store, I tried to block the people I loved from my mind. It makes it easier to hurt myself, not only that but pleasurable thinking no one would care. I stopped at a stoplight, being the only one on that strip, I thought about driving off the road. When the light turned green my thoughts changed and I reached the convenience store.
While in there; I went straight to the alcohol and wine. I was there for a while before grabbing a case of Bacardi, Red Wine, and E. Guigal Cotes Du Rhone. Gladly, I didn't need an ID nor did I have to pay for any of it. A friend of mine, Kenneth, works there and payed for me.
"Yo, Feli. I didn't know they let you out already."
Happy: Canada and ReaderHappy: Canada and Reader:
You wished they’d all shut up, the happy families, the laughing couples, the screaming children playing soccer, and the ever persistent chime of the ice cream truck. Somehow they were enjoying the heat that covered the park and persisted to beat down on your back, causing your shirt to stick and making you feel uncomfortable while you worried whether your sticky arm would smear the charcoal picture.
It was a bit of a petty worry, but this picture was for school and there was only so much time you could have your muse sit still before his legs fell asleep.
“Just a bit longer,” you muttered to Matthew, your muse and best friend.
As instructed, he remained quiet while you drew; now working on the shading of his hair and the shine of his glasses. Hopefully this piece would earn you some extra credit in art and some brownie points with your teacher.
“You’re frowning again,” he said.
Your eyes flashed from your pad bac
UsUK Chapter 1Chapter 1
Alfred held his mother's hand tighter as he walked into Hetalia Academy Elementary. He looked up at his mother. “Mommy... I'm scared... I liked my last school more...”
His mother rubbed his hand. “It's okay darling. You'll be fine. I'm sure there's lots of nice kids here.”
Alfred squeezed his mom's hand tighter as she opened the door to his second grade classroom. There were kids everywhere. He hid behind his mother's back as the teacher came up to her.
“Hello!” The teacher smiled brightly. “I'm Mr. Vargas.” He held out his hand out to Alfred mother and she shook it. He knelled next to her. “You must be Alfred. I've heard you're very smart.”
Alfred nodded and hid his face in his mother's dress. His mother looked at Mr. Vargas. “I'm sorry. He's kinda shy and nervous about the new school.”
He shook his head. “Naw it's okay.” He reached out a hand to Alfred. “Hey... You wanna go meet your n
Fandom Meme -:HETALIA CRACK YAOI:-Pick 12 characters from a fandom and number them one to twelve, then answer these cracktastic questions...
9. N. Italy
10. S. Italy
1. Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?
Hmmm... a Spain/Japan fic..? *Stupid Grin* I never had but it would seem so damn adorable~ xD I don't think anyone would ever write this xD If I want to read it? .... *laughs like a retarded hyena* ...Yes :I
Spain's eyes glanced towards the Japanese man as his arm tried to reach a book in the top shelf, none would of guessed Spain would be there but he needed a book on how to handle a child southern Italian, thus encountering the petite male, Spain quickly walked over with a small smile and grabbed the book Japan was reaching for and noticed how short he is compared to the spainiard. Japan blushed at the sudden closeness of the smiling male and pushed himself closer to the shelv
Let Me Taste You - Vampire Paladin N'2
Chapter Two - I Won't Let Myself Get Seduced [Hungary's P.O.V] :
A hand layed on my cheek. Freezing finger tips laced the skin covering my eyes to my lips. 'Wake up, Elizaveta.' I slowly opened my eyes, still very sleepy. I blinked and sat up, wanting to rub my eyes but couldn't reach up to my face. I was forced to lift up my head and I saw a blurry figure in front of me. 'Oh, right. Sorry.' I heard the chains falling violently to the ground, making a rattling of noise which was very loud to my ears. I shook off my arms and finally got to reach my face, rubbing my eyes. I closed them for a while then opened them, seeing Adrian in front of me. 'What do you want?' I asked, frowning.
'Dinner is ready,' he said calmly. I stood up in front of him and took steps towards the door. 'You could at least have knocked and called me out.' I opened the door and stepped out the hallway with him beside me. He placed his hand on top of mine and closed the bedr
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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