Hetaoni part 20Italy's dream:Hetaoni part 20 by ~Theknightofthemoon
Italy: Ve..holy Roman empire? What's wrong your shaking..
HRE: You have to wake up Italy!
Italy: Wake up..but aren't I?
HRE: No your not Italy! It's only a dream! They are trying to keep you here from helping your friends.
HRE: Italy...I'm so sorry..she brought me back to life and I just wanted you to stay..I love you Italy...but I don't blame you if you won't forgive me..
Italy:...hehe..ve..(he hugs Holy Roman Empire)
Italy: You never have to let me go Holy Roman empire..you didn't have to do this all for me...I love you to you were always very special to me...I forgive you..
HRE: (crying) I-Italy..
Italy: Shhh it's OK....just you wait..you'll see...
HRE: (starts to disappear)
Italy: N-no..no no no don't go! Not you to!
HRE: I'm sorry Italy...it's my time...
Italy: No Holy roman empire! Please don't leave!
HRE: I'm sorry..I'm so sorry...please...don't be sad Italy..I'll see you in the next life..
Italy: ...You prom
America x Sophie PART 2America x Sophie PART 2 by ~Algebra246
America x Sophie
*A day before the school year ends*
Alfred and Sophie became great friends over the pass few months. And now, the gang is gathered together, talking about how they can spend their summer.
"Ve! We should all a-spend our summer a-together!!!" suggested Feliciano.
"Yeah, that's a great idea." said Haylee. Ludwig agreed, "Ja...It vould be nice."
"Hai, I agree." said Kiku.
Just then Alfred came up to the group, followed by Arthur. "What are you guys talking about?" asked Alfred. "We're all going to hang out over the summer, you wanna join us." Haylee asked, smiling to her friends. "I'd like to, love." Arthur said as he sat next to Haylee.
'I wonder if Sophie's coming...' I thought. "What's up guys?! You have plans over the summer?" I turned to see Sophie approaching us. Tina, Yao, Ivan, and Matthew also walked up to the us.
~America x Sophie~~America x Sophie~ by ~Algebra246
~America x Sophie~
(yeah...this is my name...me...sorry...please don't kill me...)
It was a beautiful sunny day at W College Academy and I was stretching on the grass by the track field. As I reached for my toes, I heard the football practice for their big game that was coming up next week.
"I got it, I got it!" cried Alfred as he ran backwards. Unknown to him, Sophie was still stretching. Just as Alfred was about to catch the spinning football, he tripped over Sophie. "Shit!" cried Sophie and Alfred.
"I got it, I got it!" I ran backwards, keeping my eyes on the ball. Right before I was about to catch the ball, next thing I know, I was on the ground.I rubbed my head, and heard another voice cursed in pain with me. "Shit!" As I looked up, my heart skipped a beat. I was looking at the most beautiful girl I ever seen.
"Ouch," I grimace in pain,
Daddy! Germany x Mommy! ReaderDaddy! Germany x Mommy! Reader x Child: Sleep My Little OneDaddy! Germany x Mommy! Reader by ~Algebra246
Songfic: Lullaby for a Stormy Night
sang and written by Vienna Teng
5:30 PM you watched as the rain, which started out as a light drizzle, was now looking like a storm. You were hoping that there wasn’t going to be a storm; you were worried about Ludwig driving home in this type of weather.
’Ludwig should be coming home soon…please drive safe…’
You were washing the dishes, while your son was playing in the living room with the dogs. You wiped your hands dry when you heard your son laughing. Smiling, you went into the living room, seeing that the small version of Ludwig pulling on the ears of the sleeping dog, Berlin. Berlin yawned, and got up. He looked at the boy, and lightly nuzzled his head to the boy’s chest. “HahaHa! Berlin!” Dieter squealed. He hugged Berl
|Hello and Salutations~!|
You may call me the Illustrious Grand Master of All Awesomeness.
Well, I grew up in Florida in the boondocks.
Trailer NEIGHBORHOOD boondocks.
Parents split up. Mom got remarried. I fell in love with anime.
I discovered Hetalia.
My soul mate~!
It has taught me many things, like the fact that Italians enjoy sleeping in the nude.
Very important facts.
My favorite color is pink.
Favorite animals are Siberian Tigers, Fennec Foxes, and Cows.
I only know about three of my DA friends in real life.
I enjoy talking all Britishy-like too.
Cause I am British.
That's about it...
Anything else you wanna know, I'll put it up here.
Even though probably nobody WILL ask me anything about my life...
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HunCte Petty ProtectivenessHunCte Petty ProtectivenessHunCte Petty Protectiveness by ~MegaFan23
"You're going on a date? With Arthur?" Daniel questioned, bewildered.
"Ja, Vhy not?" The Germanic country asked.
The Hungarian stuttered a bit, trying to think up an excuse. "We'll does your brother let you date, or more importantly, does Gilbert?" He referenced her ultimately protective cousin.
"Ja, he vas reluctant at first, but I convinced him~"
He raised a brow. "Seriously?"
Caryan rolled her eyes. "You're just over protective. It's petty really..."
Hungary scowled, he felt like a jealous coward, hiding behind that plastic plant in the fancy restaurant. He sighed, losing sight of Cteimway.
A poke on his shoulder caused him to look up. Cteimway stood above him. Arms crossed, glaring at him.He opened his mouth, trying to come up with an excuse, but nothing came out.
She grabbed his sleeve pulling him towards the front doors. "Sorry Igs, havta go. See ya." She called to Arthur,
Soldier!GermanyXReader What are you thankful for?You smiled weakly as light poured through the window blinds. Squinting, you slid your legs over your bed so that they dangled over the edge, before you pushed yourself off the bed and stood. Raising your arms above your head, you stretched, leaning from left to right.Soldier!GermanyXReader What are you thankful for? by ~jeb4700
You winced as a sudden sadness began to invade your heart.
It was the morning after Thanksgiving, your third Thanksgiving alone. Of course, you weren't really alone, for your friends and family always visited you and hung out with you on Thanksgiving, but it was the third year that you'd wake up on Thanksgiving alone.
A loud chime sounded, and you found yourself questioning it aloud,
"Who could that be? What's more, who's up and about at this time of day?"
You stepped carefully down the stairs, stopping before the door.
Wrapping your fingers around the cold metal, you drew the door close to you, and then passed you.
There wasn't a single body around your home, although, the neighbor from across the street waved heartily.
From a Different Light America x Reader Part 1From a Different Light America x Reader Part 1 by ~Lindori-chan
WRITER-CHAN SPEAKS NOW!
So this kinda just came to me after reading a really great fanfic about an earthquake, and i wanted to try something new! I know i have other stuff to work on but this is already half done! I hope you guys enjoy it, I cut the first part in half so it wouldn't be too long for you.
______ was given a job opportunity fresh out of graduating with a Masters in Linguistics. She knew over 6 different languages and spoke each one as fluently as a native. She had often been described as one to have a “gift of tongues”. When she was in her senior year of college, her friends called her a Parslemouth because of how easily she picked up languages and even mimicked the snake language in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. This job opportunity was exactly what she wanted, a job where her years of education could be of real use! At least that’s w
RussiaxReader - Letting GoRussiaxReader - Letting Go by ~Lindori-chan
I am warning you now...this is a tearbending zone. Even I had trouble not losing it. Proceed at your own risk.
At nothing really. Or maybe something. Just sort of staring at the bottom of a shot glass through the amber liquid filling it. It’s not like Ivan had anything better to do.
His sad violet eyes kept searching the vodka before him and then gripped the shot glass and downed the whole of it. It stung, but only for a moment. He was well accustomed to the strong burn of vodka. Ivan shook his pale head, and as if suddenly triggered by the alcohol, memories began to flood back in.
“Why don’t you at least try it, da?” a thick, heavy, but friendly Russian accent said to a beautiful, laughing, woman with sparkling (e/c). He held a large bottle of amber vodka he had bought from the bartender watching them a little ways off.
“No way! Vodka