Chigitalia

[NOTES] ✿ female!Reader ✿ soldier!AU ✿ [BGM] ✿ warning for character death ✿ Happy 4th of July to all my U.S. watchers! And you choose to break our families Tell me you've used all precautions known When the news came that his next tour was coming up so soon, [Name] was devastated! She never liked her boyfriend going off to another country, miles away from home. But, whenever they'd meet at the airport to say goodbye, he'd always take her smaller hand in his large one, peck her tear-stained cheek, and say, "I'll be comin' back for ya, [Name]! Don't you worry!" It didn't reassure her entirely but it gave her

[NOTES] ✿ gender neutral!Reader ✿ [insp.] [❀] ✿ happy canada day, my canadian friendos! ✿ total crack. i am so sorry Night i. SMACK! Urk! Sigh... "...Goddamn it, Mattie!" [Name] mumbled as they grabbed their pillow and shielded their face from the incoming blows. A half an hour later... CLONK! Expletives spilling forth from a very grouch, very tired partner, they grabbed their pillow and were about to get up and move to the couch before a hand reached out to stop them. "Wait... Don't go... I'll defeat the evil queen... Just you wait...!" Sighing, [Name] turned and brushed a few of their boyfriend's

"Remind me again why I'm here doing this, in the middle of the night, at the peak of winter, and with absolutely no monetary compensation?" You turned to look at the grumbling Italian and playfully poked at his side, "It's because we're doing this for charity silly!" You replied with a smile, "And it's the Christmas season! It's the time to be merry and happy~" Lovino scoffed, "I'd be a lot more merry if I was back home next to my heater than out here!" "But you're never merry fratello!" Feliciano pointed out. "S-Shut up you pasta loving idiota!" Lovino shouted while trying to cover the blush on his face. "You can merry kiss-a-my-ass-a!"

"(Name)..." "(Name)?..." "...(Naaaaaame)?..." "(Naaaaaaameeee)??" You let out a groan, opening an eye to give the deadliest glare you've ever given to the morning intruder. "What the $#*k do you want Matthias?" The Dane kneeled eagerly in front of you like a child waking up his parents on Christmas Day. He smiled brightly, "Good morning smukke! Are you ready for our all day date day?" Oh right, you've completely forgot about that. You slowly got up, squinting over his humongous hair to glance at the clock. "Matthias, it's only 6am." "Which means," He added cheerfully. "More time for us to spend together! Isn't that great?!" You flop

"Lovinoooo?" "…" "Loviiiiiiiiinooooooo?" "……" "LOVINOOO?!?" "………………" "LOVINO ANSWER YOUR PHONE!!" You groaned as you left the Italian another voicemail. You locked your cellphone and tossed yourself onto your bed. Grabbing the nearest plushie and hugging it towards your chest, you stared up at the ceiling and let out a long sigh. You squinted your eyes against the sun's harsh ways peeking through your bedroom window. Stumbling out of bed, you tugged on the curtains, hoping that it would make your room a little cooler. Waving a hand to fan yourself, you let out another groan of despa

   Sitting on the plush couch, you curled up next to Thurston, a warm cotton blanket covering the two of you. The fire crackled, flames dancing and waving, back and forth, back and forth. White flakes of snow fell outside the small cabin, you could see the frozen crystals start to pile up against the window pane. It was a long winter's night, and time seemed to pass slowly, but you didn't mind. You wanted to savor this moment for eternity.   "Thurston?"   He sighed before glancing to you, "What is it?" He voice was laced with tire and frustration.   "I love you." You said with that soothing voice of yours, sitting up a bit to leave a li

A/N: Some swearing and a use of female reader. Also, when the dialogue is written like "this" it means the words are spoken in your native language (i.e. any language that is not Old Norse). I will never forget the bird in the morning Singing a tale of love and loss As I listened, my own heart could feel the ache of her song. "Where is my love, the man from the dawn who disappeared into the dusk?" A voice rang through the cool, morning air. "Dear bird, if you soared so high, could you find him from the sky? Could you see his rough hair? or even his fair skin? Could you see his cape of wool? or even the glint of his armor? Oh dear bird, plea

“I know a girl She puts the color inside of my world But she's just like a maze Where all of the walls all continually change And I've done all I can To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands Now I'm starting to see Maybe it's got nothing to do with me” – Daughters, John Mayer Allistor felt lost. Trying to understand her mind was like trying to capture the water of an ocean’s wave. On a moment, it would be there, filling his hands with more than he could ever believe he would be able to catch, soaking his fingers and surrounded him with an impossible amount of liquid. A wave that would encircle him with more th

My Roux Knight (Scotland x Reader) Contest entry for Hetaliatypists’ ‘Phobia’ contest. You’ll see what I picked if you read the story~! God this was fun to write…XD Tell me in the comments what time frame you think this took place in, give me a date and whoever is closest gets cookies! THAT’S RIGHT! MIA’S HAVING A FREE BAKE SALE! Song(s) to listen to: 'La Dispute' from The movie 'Amelie' . . . . . “Are you sure about this?” “Yes love, I’m positive.” “B-but….I’m not sure!” “Listen,” I watched as my friend, Alice, held a

 Patients (Korea x Sick! Reader) I’ve been thinking about writing something like this for a while now knowing that October was coming up soon….And no, this is not a Halloween fanfic those wont come up until around actual Halloween; the date. Very sad fic with a happy ending so don’t fret my friends! Contest entry for IYogurts “The XContest” Link in description! Wish me luck and I hope you laugh and cry and cry some more, and laugh once again! - - - - Life was great, I had everything a girl my age would want. I was currently in my sophomore year of high school; I went to the world renowned Hetalia Gakku