Gilbert Beilschmidt held the ring in between his thumb and pointer finger, watching it gleam brightly in the sunlight. He rotated it, just so he could see it shine in the light from all angles, and smiled a bit as he read the engraving on the inside. Home.
Gilbert Beilschmidt and Matthew Williams had been engaged for almost three months now, and every single day had been simply wonderful. The German had been so lost and confused before he'd met him, and now he'd found his light in the darkness.
"Quite beautiful in the light, huh?" a soft voice interrupted his musing.
Gilbert looked up and a broad smile crossed his lips. There, in front
Canada was definitely not lonely. Not anymore. He had grown accustomed to the silence that was within his home, except for the occasional noises that Kuma- Kuma- Kumasomething made.
He was not particularly interested in women or men, mainly for the reason that they usually forgot him anyway. So he had settled into a state of being; one where he was very much alone.
So, needless to say, when he was approached by Prussia the first time, he was very confused.
"Yo! Canada! You're kind of awesome, so I was thinking that I should show you a real good time tonight! Unf!" He did a pelvic thrust at the end of this.
Canada stated for a moment
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After I had swallowed the pills, I felt tired, relaxed and a little bit weird. I laid down on my bed, closed my eyes and let my thoughts drift off.
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I opened my eyes and stared up into the sky. A soft breeze of wind danced around me. I felt grass underneath my body and I could smell some flowers. I slowly sat up and looked around. There was an old fence in front of me. It looked like it was white a long time ago but now the paint was almost gone and it looked like it would break apart at every second. On the left of me was an old big tree. Some of its leaves laid on the ground. Behind me there was a small and very old
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"Pick one, bro!" Alfred dropped the bag on top of my book. Glancing in, I saw that it was filled with a bunch of folded up papers. Great, another one of Alfred's games. At his last party, I just narrowly avoided playing spin the bottle. Alfred seemed to enjoy himself, his lips connected with Arthur's through the rest of the night.
"Alfred, I don't want to play anything," I said, though judging by my brother's face he couldn't hear me over the loud music and drunken laughs. I guess he decided I had agreed and shoved my hand into the bag. Sighing I grabbed a paper which he promptly took from me. He snicker
The meeting room was incredibly noisy, per usual. England arguing with a laughing America while threatening to severely injure France. Spain trying to embrace an angered and flustered Romano. Russia thoroughly frightening Lithuania, Estonia and Latvia. As much as all this annoyed Canada, he honestly wished he could be part of all the chaos. Instead, he was ignored. Nothing new there.
Sighing, he made his way over to his designated seat and sat down. He rested his chin in the palm of his hand, observing all the other nations. His eyes scanned the area, but paused when they rested on one certain man.
Prussia was currently in an obviously heat
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A/N: You know what, I decided that I am gonna put SwissAus and LietPol in here. Y'know why? Because there aren't enough SwissAus shippers! Practically everyone ships either AusHun or PruAus or SwissLiech and I don't really care for any of those pairings, so I'm on a mission to convert all of you to SwissAus. If I successfully complete my mission, review telling me how you have been converted! (Btw, this is my first time writing SwissAus and LietPol so extra props to me if that happens XD)
Vash Zwingli roamed the halls of the school, feeling too restless to turn in for the night just yet. Though his expression didn't show it, he w
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"Mr. Kumayoshi, do you think any mail will arrive today?" Canada asked, blowing the protruding piece of curly hair out of his face. The bear that sat next to him on the sofa glanced over.
"My name is Kumajiro. And who are you?"
"I'm Canada," he told Kumajiro. He watched the TV, not really interested in the show that was on. "Maybe there's some now." He stood and made his way out the front door to check his mailbox. There wasn't much hope of anything being there, though. Even if it WAS his birthday.
The sun beat down on his blond head as he opened the box, looking inside. Nothing. Sighing, he closed it and slowly made his way to the front d