Steam Turns The Wheels: Switzerland+Liechtenstein Sometimes she wondered; Lilly wondered why, of all the things in that world she had been blessed with- her hair that billowed back like waves of amber wheat in the former style of unruly braids or transformed into gorgeous, straight locks that hung back from her body like an ocean that gleamed with its salty water, or even her home that was a cottage built out of brotherly share with rough hands and the care of a brave, perserverant soul, but why had she been blessed with someone so kind a brother as him?Steam Turns The Wheels: Switzerland+Liechtenstein by REFREAK111
It was pure luck, sheer trepidation from the spur of the moment, she was certain, but it kept the poor dear up at night. Being a measly twelve-years old, she was victim to fright and worry like a mouse at a cat's paw, and she spent countless nights by her window. The window glazed with rustic bronze and cogs as it opened on smooth, gilded hinges. It was antique, beautiful to run her petite fingers across as he mind wondered and pondered what had driven h
How Not to Snoop Through Russia's House (Request)The twinkle of nightly jewels spread out on the expanse of midnight sky was an exquisite rarity to catch sight of, indeed. Especially when compared to the location's usually cloudy days offering nothing but pitch black nights. Seeing something different was like a lovely breath of fresh air to a certain Latvian by the name of Raivis.How Not to Snoop Through Russia's House (Request) by Hetabee
Raivis sighed dreamily from the window of the mansion that granted him access to a spectacular view of Mother Nature's evening scenery. Observing the beauty of the natural world had always been something he longed to do but couldn't under Ivan's suffocating control.
Now that he was free, albeit still being physically crushed from time to time, he could do such things and not be punished for it, though he was prone to checking wherever he was to make sure the creepy Russian wasn't somewhere lurking nearby. You can't blame him for it since he would have been at least ten centimeters taller by now if it weren't for all of that awful crushing Iv
RussiaXGermany - Kiss Me (Contest Entry)The last thing Germany heard before fleeing for his life was the metallic clang of something striking a wall and an unnerving, yet childlike voice following him down what seemed like an endless hallway. He was running away from the insane Russian because he wouldn't stop carrying him around like he was some blushing bride and it was disturbing him greatly.RussiaXGermany - Kiss Me (Contest Entry) by Hetabee
This had all started when Germany was minding his own business, hunched over a thick stack of paperwork he was to complete by the morning, trying (and failing) to get the image of the person his brother brought home out of his head. He sighed for what felt like the millionth time that hour, taking off his reading glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose.
How could he focus on his nation's issues when he couldn't sort out his own?
As if his day couldn't get any worse, the power cut off without warning, plunging the exasperated man into pitch darkness. Prussia probably forgot to pay the electric bill. Again.
Heaving a tortured sigh,
Bent (Suicidal!America x England)Bent (Suicidal!America x England) by PhoenixTheTimelady
Britain burst into the room, eyes widening as he noticed the gun in America’s hand pointed toward the middle of his chest. He watched America turn around and immediately move the gun away, putting it at his side instead.
“America... What are you doing?” Britain exclaimed, eyes training on the gun that he had seen moments before on his… friend’s chest.
Alfred averted his gaze, embarrassed about his intentions. “I-inspecting my revolver, that’s all.” He said, a nervous tone in his voice.
Britain frowned, noticing the tone. Sighing, he stepped closer to America. “Why is it that I don’t believe you?” He questioned, crossing his arms, waiting for an answer.
“Maybe you saw my depression prescription?” America said softly, shrugging his shoulders like it was nothing at all.
Britain nodded slightly, a sad gleam in his eye. “You ran out, didn’t you America?”
“Y-Yeah...doctor won't refill 'em ca
| As the World Turns | ~ Male!Belgium x Reader| As the World Turns | ~ Male!Belgium x Reader by xYourHero
“Aww, poor thing! You look so nervous. Here, don’t worry, Big Brother Belgium will take good care of you.~”
Warning: This fic is kinda…ummm, crack-ish. Heh heh.
“A new country?”
You nodded, “Yes.”
Currently, you were in the World Government building. You’d just been assigned a boss and declared the newest personification. However, you had next to no information about it and someone had just mentioned something about you having ‘another half…?’
Before you could ask any questions, one of the bosses turned back to you. “Go meet in the conference room with the other personifications. Let them know you’re new and that they need to show you the ropes.”
“Oh…” You were confused but decided to shrug it off. Perhap
Hetalia x country reader x Ohshc chp 2Hetalia x country reader x Ohshc chp 2 by xXImnotgirlyXx
A/N. Sorry for not posting for a while, had some technical difficulties, with my computer. Somehow deleted my fanfics I wrote and now I had to start all over again.
But it's okay, Here's the second chapter of this series. Hope you like it.
"Okay, there," You dumped all the things you just packed onto your bed. You were sweating from the heat, wiping the droplet of liquid off your face, you began rolling on the floor holding your tiny plushy macaw.
Two days ago, you were informed, out of nowhere, it just suddenly came. Just talking about the news. You're going to Ouran place... thingy, you forgot what it was called but you were excited as America.
He just phoned you yesterday, telling you he was so excited, can't wait to go there and eat the healthy ice creams and donuts.
You thought that your ears, would've blown any moment, but you didn't want to slam the phone down because of the loudness, becaus
dark France x reader my precious *teacher's pet* 7dark France x reader my precious *teacher's pet* 7 by excentricaluli
for a minute, you both stared in shook at Mr.Kirkland who was giving you both a look that seemed to say "I'm waiting for an explanation", before Francis finally spoke.
"ah bonjour Arthur, I was waiting for you, I thought you wouldn't come, you know you 'ere suppose to come early" he said in a mocking tune. wait was Mr.Kirkland suppose be here? oh no!! this so uncomfortable, you knew the school would find out of this tomorrow but having the school consulter here in the house of the teacher who you were staying? that was worst.
"well you see I had a little problem with my car and I couldn't be here early yet I had to come here for give you the material for the exams of the french department so here I'm, now may I know why is there a student on your lap?" he said looking at you making you remember that you were still sitting between Francis' legs and that you were about to go to your room.
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