We all Deserve to Die- 1
The small little shop loomed above me, the fog seeming to seep from the old boards, at a sight like this i couldn't help but think of my wife. What had become of Françoise after i had been carted away? She must have been lost without me the poor dear.
This building, once my home, was now rotted through with termites and the filth of this city. The door creaked on it's hinges and the bell above the door only clanked. This had once been my barber shop, now turned bakery. The smell was a slap in the face. Rotten meat and alcohol. Flour permeated the air around me, nearly like the fog outside.
The once immaculate floor boards were scuffed and dirty and ovens stood where barber chairs once sat. It was too much, i needed to leave. My wife was not here, she would never keep things in such a mess, so neither was my daughter. I turned back to the rickety door when i heard a light voice behind me and hands on my shoulders.
"A customer! Wait what's your rush? Sit down, sit down." I was guide
Italy x Reader- HetaOni part 10
To the me....
To the me who lives at some point in time...
and isn't all alone-
A lump crawled up your throat and sat there, you couldn't breath, you couldn't move. Italy, Italy didn't know who you were! He was looking around to all of the countries shocked faces he didn't seem to recognize any of them. Your hand dropped from his and flew to your mouth.
It was taking all of your will power to keep the tears at bay. You wanted to hug him, make him remember some how, but you knew that would only scare him. So you sat there as Germany and Japan shooed the other countries away. Japan asked the confused Italy what he could remember and a look of sheer pain and terror crossed his eyes. He must have remembered the deaths.
You couldn't just sit here, Italy not knowing you, while he struggled to remember what happened in this house. Maybe it would be better if he didn't. Then he could be his happy-go-lucky self again. The rest of you could figure out a way to escape, right?
You shot to y
We all Deserve to Die- Preview
(read description first and this is going to be in England's perspective)
The black waters of the Tems surrounded the large ship as it headed into the fogginess that was London. I had been away from this horrid city for fifteen years now, i would have never come back had it not been for my family.
I had no idea what had become of them, of my beloved. What had happened to my baby girl Michelle, she would be a woman by now. I had missed watching my child grow up and this just increased my anger. I had been banished on a false charge and had been rotting in a prison until i had finally escaped.
There was a young man on the boat as well. His name was Francis, which reminded me too much of my lost wife, he seemed constantly happy. His foolish glee grated on my nerves, he was so naive and stupid. Soon he would learn the ways of this cruel world, and he would regret just like me.
He had long blond hair and even with his cloths raged, the norm for a sailor, it was obvious by his accent that he
2P!America x Reader- Another Realm
Another World Meeting, the same notes as always. Do: America would yell about his 'awesome' plans and rattle on about super heroes. Re: Italy was either sleeping or talking excitedly to whichever nation chose to sit beside him. Mi: England was yelling at everyone and everything about how 'bloody stupid' they were. Fa: France was shooting lustful glances at different countries, most of which shrank away. Sol: Japan would talk and then Switzerland would threaten him if he 'didn't speak for himself'. La: Greece was sleeping on the long oak table, drool spilling form the sides of his mouth. Ti: Russia was finding new and exciting ways to terrify the poor little Latvia and the other Baltics, his idea of good fun! Do: Germany steaming over all of the chaos, the man needed order, who would eventually explode into a furious rant.
These meetings were always comprised of these same notes, the melody was the only thing to change. You were bored out of your mind, usual for you, and were resting yo
Italy x Reader- HetaOni part 9
The sounds of bustling footsteps stirred you out of your slumber. Italy was still clutching you tightly and he had a pained expression on his face, another nightmare. You took one finger and started to smooth out the wrinkles of fear on his face, you had heard this would stop the nightmares, but you must have pushed to hard because those amber eyes were soon open and looking at you.
He seemed pretty dazed and blinked a few times before really seeing you.
"Oh good morning bella," he gave you a bright smile before the memories flooded back into his mind. The smile vanished. You kissed him quickly on the lips and rolled out of the bed. Stretching felt wonderful and you headed off to the bathroom for a well deserved shower.
The hot water against your skin caused you to sigh with sheer bliss. Not only was it washing away all of the sweat and dirt, it felt as through your problems were racing down the drain amidst the bubbles. You heard the door open a few times and two other showers start.
The Beach- Turkey Ending
Singed Sadik Adnan
So it was the mysterious man from Turkey. You had never seen Sadik without his white mask on and you had to say you were quite intrigued. What was under there? Scars? Really bad acne? You wanted to know what he was hiding, and all of the mystery was one reason you had fallen for the guy.
He had the most interesting accent of all the countries and the most beautiful olive eyes. His dark brown hair had a little slit curl at the bottom that always tempted you to pull it, something you would have to be very close to the man to do.
He had been a good friend of yours since childhood but you had started to want more in your teen hormone years. Apparently Sadik felt the same. Well tomorrow would be the determining day.
You woke up and pulled on cute cloths for the day and applied a little makeup, then you set off to find your man. He wasn't in his room or any where else in the house, so you headed out the door.
You finally found him practicing his sword f
The Beach- Greece Ending
Signed Heracles Karpusi
There was even a little drawing of a cat at the bottom of the page. The Greek man loved cats and liked to draw them as well as own them. You too loved the animals and loved their soft fur. You wanted to talk to Heracles tomorrow, tell him you liked him too, but you were supposed to be flying back home.
Maybe you could go home with Heracles? He loved when people came to visit his sights. You would ask him in the morning.
After getting ready for the day, and once all of your stuff was packed, you headed down the steps to Heracles room and knocked on the door. It opened and Heracles has standing there with his usual bored expression, but when he saw you his face took on a curious look.
"Hello (name) what are you doing here?"
"I was wondering if i could come with you and visit your sights for awhile." a small smile graced his perfect lips.
"I would like that (name). When we are boarding the planes make sure to get on mine then. See you later."