"O Romano, Romano! Wherefore art thou Romano?
Deny thy Grandfather and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be Spain."
This popped into my head and I was like "I must write this down!" So yeah...
I wanted to do a meme~~~~Taken from: :iconchai-turtle:
Pick 12 characters from a fandom and number them one to twelve, then answer these cracktastic questions...
1. Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?
Actually, no, I have never read a FrancexGermany fanfic. It does sound interesting, though :iconheplz:
2. Do you think Four is hot? How hot?
Yes... yes, Prussia is hot. How do I label his hotness? Um... Awesome...?
3. What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?
*wow, a straight pairing* I don't know. Italy and Sey sound like they'd make a cute couple. And the kid would probably be really cute and sweet, since both Italy and Sey are just so kind
4. Can you recall any fics about Nine?
I read this really cute one about Lichtenste
HetaOni Getting Out Alive PrussiaXReader PrologueHetaOni: Getting Out Alive PrussiaXReader
You hold Prussia’s lifeless body tight in your arms as your tears fall on to his face. Moments ago he had just sacrificed his life to protect you from that thing. He promised you he would be with you till the very end. He meant everything to you and now he was gone.
You and Italy were the last ones alive, as it was in almost every other time loop. You lay Prussia’s body down gently. You were sick of watching your friends die time and time again. With you being unable to save them each time.
“I can’t do this anymore, Italy.” You say as tears still continue to fall from you face.
“But (y/n) we said we would get everyone out alive.” Italy says, his voice sounding sad and tired but yet firm. You and Italy had been friends for as long as you could remember. You, him and Romano had always had a brother-sister like relationship. This was actually one of the rare times you had seen the Italian nation s
Hetalia/HetaOni - What I Desire Most (1)
"A deserted house in a mountain, about three hours on foot from the world summit place,
No one knows how long it has been there or who used to live in it.
Rumours had it that it was haunted"
"You cannot easily set foot into that 'mysterious mansion' in your town.
Because if you anger its former occupant, you will not get away lightly...
Especially when there is no one there..."
Never enter the mansion.
Several time loops later...
Darkness. All he could see was darkness – and he hated it.
The sounds of the others sleeping and breathing was the only thing that kept him calm. He tried to reach out into the unknown, to sense if something unwelcome was lurking about but he received nothing. Thank God.
Sitting up in his bed, he ran his hands over his face and then put them in front of his eyes. He still only saw darkness: no outline; no shape; not even blurriness around the edge
Hetalia/HetaOni - What I Desire Most (Prologue)
He was running faster than ever before. The smell of death was overwhelming and the fresh tears of mourning continued to course down his cheeks. Booming footfalls rumbled on behind him, reverberating off the cracked, narrow corridor walls, deafening him. I have failed again, he thought, running harder, almost skidding when he turned a corner. I was sure I had not made any mistakes this time. Oh where is it? WHERE IS IT?
A thunderous growl came from behind him and, spinning around momentarily, saw the Thing getting closer. Its façade screamed vehemence and revenge, channelled through dark, cold pupils and a nasty curve of its mouth.
I’m running out of time. Oh where could it be? I was sure it was around here somewhere. Oh God, where is it?
Stumbling into the closest room and locking the door firmly, Italy slid down and curled up, sobbing uncontrollably into his knees. A hot, distressed waterfall trailed down his face and dripped off his quivering chin, his h
England x Reader ~An Everlasting Dance~Suddenly popped in my head!!!! XD ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
_____ ______. Arthur Kirkland's one and only loved one. She was the prettiest out of all. Arthur Kirkland or also known as the personification of England. ______ ______ is not a country, meaning she will only be here until her time finally comes.
They did what they can just before her time comes. And that time is, Death. Death, feared by all humans. _____ did not fear that, nor did she not like it. It scares her to die. She would make her one and only loved one depressed.
Before that time comes, they did everything together. The things they want to do. Like travelling other countries, hold hands while walking in the park. But, the thing that they want to do most is getting married.
Marriage. A couples dream! But, that's not the only thing they want. Its also a child. A child to hold and care. It may be hard, but its worth it just to make a happy family. _____ and Arthur has been dating for 4 years now
Googleplier x Reader Technologic: Part six
“This was a terrible idea.”
“Says the one who wanted to tie him up.”
“He tried to kill you.”
“You knocked him out.”
( y/n ) whispered back quietly as she dabbed at the scratches along the broken bot’s face, surprised it was so docile but then again Google had sort of slammed a slab of metal against the back of its head so that probably explained it. Google himself was over at the sink, washing the oil from his hands after having to carry this strange bot through alleyways or sprinting between streets and trying not to be seen the whole way home.
“He isn’t right in the head. Why else would they throw him away?” He stated as he wiped his hands on his shirt, walking over and sitting on the short table to observe the possible threat. ( y/n ) went silent but kept dabbing at his face gently, a little unnerved by the bot’s appearance b
The Dark Princess (Prologue)PROLOGUE
(Name) stood quietly among her team.
"We have one option my knights. You know what sacrifice we must make" (Name) said.
"Lady (Name) please don't do this. We can't lose you." James said.
"James, it's the only way. It is our job to keep Aserith away from the gems! It is our job to keep Midguard safe. You know that." She replied.
"What will will tell the others though? What will they think when they hear that the princess is gone and no one will rule Wamserin?" Rachel said.
"You don't. You tell no one that I am gone. Let the royal advisor continue his work, he is a good man."
"If they do not know…then we cannot return." Michael said.
"I know. If you are willing I wish you to stay here. Just in case of Aserith's escape. I know I'm asking great of you…"
"I will stay" Sam said, she held her hand to her heart.
"As will I" James said, doing the same.
"We will" Rachel and Michael said in unison.
"Thank you my friends." (Name) said. "Now let's stop Aserith." She added. Th
2p!Prussia x dere dere!reader- HappinessYou and your pink haired father tightly wrapped your arms around each other as you both sniffled.
"Oh, I'm going to miss you so much, poppet!"
"I'll miss you too, dad!" You released one another and stared into each other's glossy eyes. "I'll come by and visit you all the time though, ok?!"
"I do hope so."
You wrapped both of your hands around your car keys as you sadly looked off to the small vehicle in the driveway. "I guess I'll be going then...I'll come and see you next weekend, alright?"
"Be safe, dear!"
"I will, dad!" You both waved as you got into the car. You started it, but rolled your window down. "S-see you later!"
"B-bye, daddy." Your eyes watered once again as you both held eye contact. You finally forced yourself to look ahead then drove away.
Today was the day that you finally moved out of the house. At twenty, you were more or less glued to your father's side. Your uncles found it ridiculous that you were over eighteen with a job and more than enough mone
SwedenXchild Reader makeoverSwedenXchild Reader makeover
"DAMN IT BER BERRY, STOP TWITCHING YOUR EYE LIDS" I yelled
"Children shouldn't swear" he says
"Models shouldn't twitch their eye lids while I'm putting eye shadow on them" I growl
I already did Tino's face. I made him a princess. Berwald is going to be a mermaid. Emil sat in the chair afraid...because he was next. Mathias said I could have a tea party with his friends...but you have to look pretty for that.
I mixed the navy and the seaweed green together making scales.
"Hey, Y/n, am I gonna be a king" Mathias asks
"No, your going to be the maid"
Lukas has a little smile on his face. Tino laughs along with Emil. I make a scale on Berwald's cheek
"Why is there going to be make up on my cheek" he asks
"Because your a mermaid"
"More like lizard"Mathias says
oh no. I wanted Berwald to be a mermaid. Now he's a slimy lizard. I sniffle. My face gets heated and a lump form in my throat. Tears started corning my eyes
"Great one, now you made her cry stupid
Googleplier x Reader Technologic: Part seven
"This idea is ridiculous. What about the whole 'consequences to your actions' stuff you people believe?"
"You're just being paranoid Google, you need to relax. Now help me break through this lock."
"I can't believe you."
"I'll believe her. Break that lock Google!"
It was already blatantly obvious to Google that this was a horrific idea; of course he knew that, you were willingly breaking into a shop from one of the biggest companies on the planet, it was bound to have a few down sides. ( y/n ) however had apparently 'done research' on how to do this sort of mission and Jack was more than happy to believe her, cheering along quietly for Google to break the lock. If the bots had realised her research was nothing more than watching clips of Natasha Romanoff on Youtube then they probably wouldn't have gone through with this so easily, but lucky for her the two hadn't realised yet.
"Don't blame me if you end up in prison." Google
Toasty Ghosty (One-Shot)Before reading, I’d reccomend taking a peek at this drawing, which was part of the inspiration for this fan fic: http://victubia.tumblr.com/image/81137810012 It was drawn by the ever-wonderful Gabrielle Nilsson (Gabbi)! Go check her out!
Ken stared down at the bubbling drink on the bar before him. He couldn’t help but feel nervous, especially considering the wisp of purple smoke emanating from it resembled a ghost. Cry had promised that this drink was nothing but a new recipe he wanted to try out, and it didn’t have any weird magic in it, but still. From the mischievous and kind of adorable smile on Cry’s mask, Ken wasn’t so sure. He was trying to think of a way out of this situation, but it was pretty difficult to lie to Cry. Somehow, he always knew what he was thinking.
“You sure about this Cry? I’m not going to start breathing fire of turn into a duck or something, right?”
SwedenX drunk reader good singing Berwald was taking me to a bar. Yes, yes I am under aged, but after 11, they don't check IDs. So it was going to be so fun. Berwald go me passed the doors with out any questions.
We sat at the bar. I looked around...sorta empty sorta filled. Berwald taps my shoulder
"And for you miss" the bartender asks
"Ummm BEER please" I ask
"OkAY" he repeats my uneasy tone
~~~30 minutes later
I was starting to feel looser....calmer.
"AND then that bitch DELLTRESSE didn't like my post on instagram. And I was like hur mur gerd" i use many hand motions telling Ber Berry
He nods. Tim the bartender gives me another shot. I slam it down.
"Holy shit is that a kar-I-okeeeeeee machine over there" I ask Berwald
"Ja...why" he asks
I run up to it. I grab the mike.
"This is for my Ber Ber Berry" I tell the drunks
"TREASURE THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE....SO CALL ME MAYBE, I LOVE IT! YOU KNOW I'M NOT ONE TO BREEEEAK PROMISES.
Cry, I Am (Cryaotic x Cry Fan! Reader)You rest your palms against the counter top, blowing a strand of your (h/c) hair out of your face. Today is boring, you think. You grab a lock of your hair and run it through your fingers.
Perhaps I could.. No. </em>You shake your head and clear it of those thoughts. No. You decided that you won't watch any more YouTube videos for a while; you've already went through PewDiePie and RPGMinx's videos and was just waiting for Cryaotic to update with his newest video, which was supposed to be today. Probably.
You tug at your teal uniform and adjust your name tag. Yes, you were an avid fan of YouTubers. While you liked and disliked some, you would probably have to say that Cryaotic was your recent favorite. You had started getting into his videos over a year ago and watched the majority of them when you weren't working at the local game store in Florida.
While you liked watching their videos, you couldn't really say that you liked to create
One More Night - Introduction |Hetalia x Reader|Heat fills the moment, drops specks of fire on your skin, just hot enough to burn your flesh. And it feels great, as if thousand sparkling lightning bolts are running through your veins. Truly, this night is anything but silent. From the soft moans that leave your mouth to the broken remains of picture frames on the ground. Your body moves to the sounds of an old song that you can’t even remember anymore, because you felt the rhythm of it a million years ago. But that doesn’t matter. It’s a wonderful song with lyrics full of passion – and you are the lead singer, together with another voice, another person that shivers just as much as you do.
Right now he whispers the second verse in your ear, while you dance together with him in the glass shreds on the ground. You don’t care about the danger of it; this situation is full of danger as it is. Your boyfriend is gone and so is your voice of reason. Instead of waiting for him to return you purr like a kitten w
You Know Where to Find Me (Markiplier x Reader)1:00. Finally. You ran to the back and slid the time card into the slot. It always took forever for time to pass. The small café never had any costumers so the day usually dragged on. Although it was nice to encounter regulars who knew your name, there were never enough people to interact with. Why did I take this job when I’m such an extrovert? Oh yeah, that’s why. Your pout appeared as you remembered your grades. No employer wants someone that wasn’t a crazy, hardworking machine. Why didn’t you spend more time studying in High School? It would save so much trouble.
Greeting your co-worker as you left the back room, you paid for something to eat to last the other five hours of your shift. You looked around in order to find an available seat. Not that you really needed to search. Finally finding a booth beside a window, you sighed in boredom. I wish something interesting would happen. Just as if on cue, a dark-haired man walked through the doo
"Everyone must be evacuated!" The Police told us.
We're all leaving our home, soon it'll be destroyed by the flood that had happened all to quickly. All my friends and family will have to live somewhere else. Not having much contact with each other, maybe for the whole summer. My parents quickly gathered all our irreplaceable things into some boxes and luggage. I packed some of my precious things I can't live without; manga and my labtop were few of the things. We opened the door to see the place, streets no longer visible and cars being buried under the brown water. A boat came to us and helped us on.
"H-here you go." A quiet voice told me.
I looked up to see a man close to my age, I think eighteen years old with violet blue eyes and blonde hair with a weird curl sticking out. I gave one last look at our home before we left. I sat far from the edge, not daring to think what would happen if I fell out. I sat on a seat and buried my head in my knees.