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Marry Me, Mi Tomate Ch 1 SpainxRomano
Waking up with a squished tomato in my hand and hugging my pillow, I sighed. I opened my eyes and looked at the mess from the squished tomato in my hand. I always did that when I went to sleep, start to eat a tomato and ending up squishing it in my sleep.
I yawned and rubbed my eyes. Then I remembered it...
I had the same dream again.
"Dammit!" I yelled as I threw the tomato at the wall. I watched as it bounced off.
Why did I keep having that dream?! I didn't think of Spain in that way! He was just an idiotic person who raised me! Nothing else! Yet...why WAS I having a dream of his wanting to marry me for a month straight?
I sighed and rubbed my temples. Damn everything but tomatoes. All I needed was tomatoes in this world. And maybe a gun so I could pretend to be a Mafia every now and then...
"Fratello? Why are you yelling, ve?" I looked over to my side to see my brother laying down.
"VENEZIANO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED, DAMMIT?!" I yelled at him. He instantly got scared and start
Marry Me, Mi Tomate Intro SpainxRomano
"I've told you a million times before you tomato bastard! No! I'm not going to wear a skirt for you!" I yelled at that stupid Antonio as he held up a frilly pink skirt. He was trying to get me to wear it. If he thought I was going to, he was on some sort of drugs.
"Why not, mi tomate?" He pouted at me. He POUTED. And he was supposed to be older then me? Bullshit. I act more mature then him!
"Because I'm not a woman!" I finished my yelling and stomped up stairs to my room. I slammed myself on my bed in my messy room and growled. I threw a pillow at the door only to hit Spain in the face as he came in.
"Leave me alone!" I shouted at him. Damn, didn't he know how to piss me off even more. I felt like punching the damned wall.
Spain sighed. "I'm sorry, Lovi. I only wanted to see what you would look like with your legs showing." He smiled at me with that stupid cute smile. His eyes were closed and he scratched the back of his head. My eyes wandered all over his adorable and sexy form.
Marry Me, Mi Tomate Ch 5 SpainxRomano
|~The First Tears~|
"It had to be a dream. It had to be. There was no way that I actually kissed him." These thoughts ran through my head as I laid in my bed. I had a huge hangover. I must've gotten really drunk last night with Spain. All of my clothes were on so that meant we didn't do anything. Heck, for all I know he just took me home.
Silent tears ran down my face.
If I really actually did...kiss Spain, what would he think? That I was just drunk? But then again some drunks told the truth. He could be thinking anything right now. It could all be over for me.
All because I was too damn careless. I didn't pay attention to anything that was happening. I didn't think about what I might've done while I was drunk.
I ruined everything.
End of story.
But what if it wasn't over? What if Romano had just started something new? What if Romano had made Spain notice his feelings?
Because he did.
Spain has always felt a brotherly love for Romano...or so he thought it was. It actually turned ou
Marry Me, Mi Tomate Ch 2 SpainxRomano
"Spain...how can you be so oblivious throughout all of these years?" I sighed and face palmed yet again. Spain still stood there with his huge stupid smile still plastered to his face.
"I'm oblivious and you're...what was that thing Japan told me? Oh yeah, you're tsundere." He said. I got angry.
"I'M NOT A STUPID TSUNDERE!" I yelled at him. He was still smiling. Not once did it even fade.
"Because you're a cute one!" He said cheerfully. I only sighed. Damn this bastard...
"What were we going to do today...?" I asked while rubbing my temples from frustration.
"To go to the beach! France and Prussia are coming too!" He cheerfully said again. God...how could he stay so damned happy all of the time?!
"No, no, no. Not with those bastards." I then shut my door in his face. I leaned against my door to hear if he would protest at all.
"You'd rather go alone with me, Lovi?" He asked. I could tell that he was pouting.
I blushed. What. The. Hell.
"Pssh, yeah right. Like I would even WANT to be al
Mini Contest Week 3: Song-fic #2-Fallen Angel
*Heaven, please sing for me a song of life. Heaven, take me into your skies*
She was worried. He was out to war, her lover. And she was frightened to death. If she lost him...Alfred...she didn't know what she would do.
*There's no place here for me to hide my cries. Night and day, I am missing you (ooh)*
He had already been gone for a few days now. She couldn't help but be this scared. She just prayed to god that he would some back safe.
Just the two of them together and in love is all she wanted.
*I know I'm here for the magic. All your stars guiding me through and through*
She had fallen in love with her new country of America. He just so happened to be fighting their old country, Britain at the time.
It was known as the Revolutionary War. And it was her lover's fault. He wanted freedom.
Natasha really didn't care about the war. She just wanted Alfred home safe. It was possible for a country to dissolve.
And that was exactly what she didn't want.
*(oh) Why, this loneliness feels like
First Meetings Fem!ItalyxGermany
Summary: WWI when Fem!Italy and Germany first meet.
Characters: Fem! Italy, Germany, and Germany's Sticky Friend.
Setting: WWI; Italian battlegrounds
Time: WWI; 1914-1918
"I'm supposed to be fighting a decedent of Rome right now but vith no such luck of finding them." Germany thought as he walked in an Italian battleground (woods).
"How veird. To cross that border was too easy, vasn't it Herr Schtick?" Germany then began to talk to the said stick in his hand. "I'm so sorry that I didn't share any of my liver vurst vith you. The invasion was going so vell that I forgot to feed mein schticky friend."
"Vell anyvays, I shouldn't let my guard down. The enemy is sure to have a plan right now. I may just fall into their trap." Germany then continued to walk and too keep his guard up. Just a few minutes later, he found a mysterious crate of "tomatoes" in the middle of an opening in the trees.
"Vhat the hell is this doing here?" Germany asked out loud. (To his schticky friend.) He poked the
Marry Me, Mi Tomate Ch 3 SpainxRomano
~Two Days Later~
"Oh. Mio. Cazzo. Perbacco." Romano realized it finally. Finally he realized it. "How long have I been lying to myself?" I rested my forehead on my hand and sighed. "Antonio...it just had to be you..." Silent tears ran down the Southern Italian's face.
"He probably doesn't feel the same...I always treat him like crap." I thought to myself as I started to sniffle a bit. "He has always card for me. Even when I was a ragazzino to now. He must admire me as a little brother. He probably has never thought of me in such a way." I continued to think only of negative statements.
"Fratello! Spain-Onii-Chan is here, ve!" Italy burst into my room and shouted with glee. I hurried and wiped my face on my sleeve and answered back to him,"Like I care!" But really, why would I care when he would never love me back? Might as well try to forget it and try to move on.
"Romano...are you okay?" Italy's voice instantly became concerned; which was a very rare thing.
"I'm fine! Idiota!" I scoff
Marry Me, Mi Tomate Ch 4 SpainxRomano
"Why did I ever agree to go to Euro 2012 with him?" I thought as I sat down grumpily in my seat as Spain was standing up and cheering for his team "Espana" who had just won the Euro 2012...damn 4-0...what a cagna. Seriously, why ask me to go with you if you know I'll be grumpy because mu country lost?! ANTONIO YOU-
"BASTARDO!" I yelled from my seat, causing Spain to look down at me. His eyes suddenly filled with sorrow and pity. He sat back down in his seat and smiled at me. Why did he have to look so damn cute with that smile? He looked so adorable and hot he made me think these thoughts like a high school girl. Damn did I just want to take him on the floor right then and there...(Anyone else hear that song before? Take Me On The Floor by The Veronicas?)
"I'm sorry that your team lost Roma." He pat my back in a "it's okay" manner. I growled slightly at the tomato bastard. I didn't need his damn comforting words! It only made me feel worse about it. I can't believe Italia fricken lost
Remember Me Part 1 CanadaxOC
~The first meeting~
"So today is the start of the first annual capitol meeting! So I suppose each and every capitol is here so let's get on with the meeting!" I said in my very fast voice. I was usually quiet but, when I got excited, I was as loud as brother America.
"So my brother told me that we should get, like, this huge hero to protect the earth from, like everything!" I said while pointing to a colored picture that brother and I drew earlier that day.
"I agree with DC." Hong Kong said while she raised her hand.
Hong Kong was the only person I heard since everyone was talking at once. Damn, I didn't know it would be this hard.
After the meeting Vancouver invited me and America over for some tea. I liked going to Vancouver's house. She was my BFF besides London. But, one thing got me, every time I went to see her I never seen Canada. Now that I thought about it, I never met him! Maybe now I could! I would make sure of it!
"Hey, Vancouver?" I tried to get her attention as she si
Settling debts pt. 1 (RussiaXEmilie)
Emilie pressed closer to the door, barely being able to make out her father's form through the key-hole. The arguing voices were barely muffled through the dark oak of the door, behind which she was eavesdropping.
"-simply have no choice any more. You had your chance, time and now it's too late. The Boss wants that money. And he wants it now." An unknown voice said, an underlying layer of stress clearly audible.
"I haven't got it! I've told you so many times already!" That was her father's voice and it was uncharacteristically frightened. The past month he'd been acting shifty, as if he'd been expecting something bad to happen. Well, Emilie supposed, this must have been what he'd been afraid of.
She could see her father wringing his hands, sweat dripping down his forehead as his eyes darted around the room. A man in a suit stepped closer to her father. "Have you got anything else?"
Her father gulped loudly, his gaze flicking towards the door. He could clearly see the outline of his dau
I'm sorry if your a HetaliaXReader fan, but I accidentally added this to that group because I was actually taking a quiz about which Nordic I would be, and then I was being an idiot and didn't notice the difference between Journal entries and deviations....
I looked in the mirror,
Sorrow forever lingers to my soul...
I was crying my heart out...
Because I know I'll never look pretty to you.
I dyed my hair,
Changed my style,
But acted stubborn as hell,
and that still wasn't what you wanted...
I wore colored contacts,
I changed personalities,
I shopped like those girls,
I copied their style...
I'm nothing but an ugly liar,
I want you to accept me.
I changed a lot to see what'd fit,
But it seems that our love can't be...
Roses symbolize love,
But watch out for a painful thorn...
The rose is pretty,
But was pretty deadly...?
I watched you from the back seats,
I saw who you dated,
I admit it pains my heart...
So I changed myself so we can be acquainted.
You were Mr. Popular and I was Miss N
What hurts the mostIt's not that...
I'll never feel your lips against mine again,
'cause that's nothing big.
It's not that...
I'll never lay in your warm embrace,
'cause that's what blankets are for.
It's not that...
Sleeping is difficult,
'cause that'll change in time.
It's not that...
School is going terrible
'cause I got a new year ahead to fix that.
It's not that...
You'll never be there when I break down,
'cause I've got friends for that; best friends.
It's not that...
You'll never seem the same again,
'cause it's not like no one ever stays the same.
It's not that...
Were not friends anymore,
'cause what did I expect?
It's not that...
We'll never have another chance,
'cause other guys also deserve one too.
It's not that...
There are so many words left unsaid,
'cause after all, some things are better left unsaid.
What hurts the most...
Is the fact everything seemed perfect,
but now it's just turned into hell.
What hurts the most...
Is the fact I was in this fairytale,
and the ride back to reality was
Zoey (my baby sister)
So full of life,
And only a few days old.
We hardly know each other,
But the love I feel is unconditional.
The bond between sisters is unbreakable.
I love you so much,
And I pray that you'll be alright,
For every dream I have,
I kiss you goodnight,
A sisters love is full of delight.
I love you Zoey Marie Williams.
The Missing Maker [Jareth x Reader (ch1)]
“Oh, before I go,” said Mr. Jenson as he donned his coat, reaching a hand into his pocket. “I thought this might interest you.”
His voice had dropped to a conspiratorial tone as he handed you a tarnished, silver half hunter fobwatch. With an excited gasp and delicate fingers you accepted it from him, looking hopefully at his excited brown eyes. You turned your attention back down to the watch, engraved with an elaborate Celtic design. Though the hands were visible, it was difficult to discern the time for the visible inner workings of the watch distracted your eyes. Upon clicking the device open, you were delighted to see the intricate cogs and wheels through a protective layer of quartz. Then, something strange about the Roman numerals caught your eye. The hour and minute hand were both frozen at XIII. “It has thirteen hours!”
“I know, isn’t it strange?” he said, looking over his shoulder at the door through which the missus was wa
Shizuo is telling:
When I heard that I turned around. There, in front of me, stood my enemy since High School, Izaya. I looked at him.
"What are you doing Shizu-chan?~" said Izaya. He looked really happy, which annoyed me. I hated this flea
"Nothing, flea." I'm sure I looked pissed, but I didn't mind. Then he could see how much I hated him. Why did he have to come back? The only thing he did was annoy people. No one liked him
"Awwish~ Is there something there annoys you?" Izaya Asked.
"No, not something, someone. You annoy me. Why did you even come back? I thought you hated it here?" I took a smoke from my pocket, lightened it.
"You're so mean, Shizu-chan~" said Izaya.
"Why do you look so happy? It pisses me off " I asked him. How could he always be so happy? I almost always felt angry. I sighed. Maybe he'll go away if I don't get angry, I thought to myself.
"Why I'm happy? Hmm I don't know I just am~" he answered. "Well, b
tell me things that are true.tell me things
that are true.
'fall comes soon,
your eyes are blue.
i love you.'
any of those will
the seizing of
my chest is making
up for all the years
that i thought i
i am trying my best.'
tell me things that
tell me things that
are true so when i lose
myself, i will
HRExItaly Holy Rome blushed as the Italian girl slept on his lap, a crown of blue cornflowers lay woven in her auburn hair. She was tired from all the work Mr. Austria had been making her do so Holy Rome decided best that she sleeps during her break.
The peace they held now would end soon since it was painfully obvious that Holy Rome would be headed off to war sooner than not. He would have to cherish every moment he had left with the young girl he loved so much.
He fell to his back, the black cape he always wore spread out into the green grass and his hat fell off, revealing his light-blond hair. "Italy, I'm really ing going to miss you when I leave..."
She shifted slightly in her spot, grabbing onto Holy Rome's clothing and snuggling closer to his thigh. His face brightened as he suddenly began to realize how close his crush was to him.
Turning to his side, he lifted the young girl upwards and into his arms, snuggling closely with her
Ticklish fun! A blue and white blur pushed through the air with incredible speed and grace as baby blue eyes scan the area below for a certain fluffy tail he come to love so much. He smiles brightly when a figure came racing not too far behind, running on all fours with lightning fast speed and grace similar to his, dodging the rocks and baby egglettes while keeping up with the little sprite.
“What‘s wrong, Whiskers!? Am I too fast for ya!” He mocks with sly grin on his pale face.
“I said it before and al‘ say it again! You don‘ wanna’ race a rabbit, mate,” Bunny said darkly, picking up speed. He runs to one side and Jack moves to his left to try to avoid any signs of a trap. He didn’t see the smirk forming on the rabbit’s face as they approach closer to his destination where he knew he would catch this annoying sprite.
They come to the forest of Aster‘s Warren and with a powerful leap, he shot up and clutched a
One WishWithin my heart...
I hold hidden emotions
Although I wish you knew
Just how much I love you
I promise to you...
That I'll never let go
Of the hope I'll always carry
Just for you
Even though you seem
To turn away from me
I'll never give up...
Until you finally love me
It may seem selfish...
And my heart may seem cold
But all I would ever want
Are feelings returned by you
But here I sit in the corner
Crying over my one wish
That'll never come true...
Because I just don't see
Any love coming from you
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