AustriaxReader- Play that ...iPod? (Smule Piano)"Where could Italy have gone off to now...?" Austria searched all around his mansion. Somewhere, he heard a piano playing and someone singing. "Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens bright copper kettlesand warm woolen mittensbrown paper packages tied up with stringsthese are a few of my favorite things..."He rushed towards his beloved music room, someone playing HIS piano? Not on his watch. But when he came to his piano room, there was no one at the piano. In the back of the room, though, You and Italy were sitting on a comforter, with you playing on your iPod. SO it was YOU who was singing."Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudelsDoorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodlesWild geese that fly with the moon on their wingsThese are a few of my favorite things...Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashesSnowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashesSilver white winters that melt into springsThese are a few of my favorite things!"
All that glitters England x ReaderYou smiled as you felt the light breeze caress your face, the little snow flakes brush softly against your skin. You inhaled crisp winter air as you ran down the sidewalk, clutching a wrapped present in your arms and your scarf keeping you warm as you shivered. You knew that running in this cold would make you sweat, which would make you even more cold, but you didn’t care. It was Christmas and your best friend, Alfred, had invited you over for Christmas. Of course, that was the one morning you had overslept. Alfred lived just a few blocks away, so you didn’t need to take a cab to get there. But you were still late.You shut your eyes as they started to get dry from all the cold breeze rushing past you. You kept running until you bumped into somebody, making you fall backwards onto the ground (luckily your fall was cushioned by the snow) and fling your present somewhere.“Oh-! Sorry!”You heard the thick British accent as he reached a hand out. You gladly accept
Hey Brother (2p!Canada)Dark purple circles hung under dull violet irises. A puff of toxic grey smoke filled the air as the man puffed his smoke. His dirty, matted blonde hair was pulled back into a loose pony tail, a permanent scowl decorated his scruffy face. His black work boots crunched against the gravel path. A small grunt emitted from the back of his throat as he readjusted his back pack.He had to get away from his eccentric family, a baseball crazed womanizer, a pungent smoke addict, and a colourful man-woman.He was going insane living in that household. He felt out of touch, left out, almost unwanted. He packed a small backpack and headed out into the world. He needed to find an endless road that he could discover.He indeed found that road. For the past two years he had traveled on foot, he found himself in his travel.He also found a girl who was on the same journey as him. The one difference was she was trying to find out if she believe in love. After she grew up in a house with no love, she oft
Being Tsundere (America x England Gakuen)“Hey Arthur!” Arthur turned. Alfred ran to him with that same, insufferable grin on his face. Everyday Alfred did this, right before he had to do his school activities. He would come to him with that large smile, his uniform winkled, and of course wearing that stupid brown bomber jacket instead of his PROPER uniform. It also didn’t help that he looked good in his bomber jacket. Usually, it would be time for them to walk home together but today he had a Magic User Club meeting. This was the only club that they didn’t have together, for obvious reasons. For weeks they’ve been trying to make a powerful potion for the sick students who all suffered from an outbreak of flu and Alfred’s presence hadn’t helped much. He glared at him.“What do you want? Can’t you see I’m busy?”“Not too busy for me! Listen I got something to tell you!”“What is it? I’m going to be late to the Magic Club!”“You
Hetaloid headcannons.((Unable to find the whole BTT. D: ))storyOne day Prussia decided the BTT should make androids to act as them so they could ditch the world meetings. Because Prussia is the leader of the BTT, France and Spain went along with his idea. Besides, arguing with him is useless. They started making the androids but while doing so, they were listening to Vocaloid. Oops. They accidentally made Vocaloid of themselves. They're somewhat like children, they're still learning about things. Even though they can't feel pain, they do cry out when something painful happens to them. A painful action, such as being stabbed, triggers their screams. They can't touch water. They'll short circuit. Their headphones are a part of them. Ripping them out will bring a very loud, agonizing scream. They are unable to um "reproduce" if you know what I mean.~~~~~~Prussia~~~~~~Mein fav