JokersEcho

     "Mathias get off of me."     "No, thank you."     "Alfred, you too."     "No thanks, babe~"     "Stop calling me that."     "What was that, babe?"     A loud groan of exasperation came from your crushed figure. Your friends had decided to crash your apartment and were currently clinging to you. If they held on any tighter, you'd die for sure.     "I'm AWESOOOOOOME~" Gilbert took a running leap and landed on the pile of people, all on top of you. An inhuman noise was heard by all the guys and they looked at you, eyes wide.     "Oh god, my insides are dying." Your voice was harsh and dry, since the wind had been knocked out

How troublesome... Yet another day of school... Dealing with the populars and the teachers, getting through the lessons, surviving throughout the day, just like every other day of my life; I hide myself from everyone else and, sometimes, dream about how would my life be if I just were to live in a different world other than this own. Do you want to know where I would like to live? Well, for a start, I've always been a great fan of sci-fi, anime and manga, so there were a lot of places and characters I usually dream about, but there is this place I dream about more than any other, the world of Hetalia. Don't think I'm stupid, I know these plac

Yeah yeah so there's some bad language yanno if you can't Handle it dont read you yanno the drill or whatever . Enjoy~! ----------------------------------------------------------- Italy: Hey _____~! Can you gets some penis at the store? _____: Ummmm, I don't think they sell penis at the store other than a dildo . 😐  Italy: Noob!!I meant pasta! ____: I'm not a noob!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Russia: come and fuck Prussia ____: but but... I don't want to T-T Prussia: awww why not _____ you know you want my 5 centimeters _____: i knew it was small!! Russia: kololololo Prussia: noob

"You need a life , (Name)." Belgium said , not even lifting her eyes from the magizine she was peering through. "Well gee, I love you too , Bella." you reply , your eyes also not leaving the object of your attention. "No seriously, (Nickname). No guy's gonna wanna tap that if all you do is play video games all day." You deadpanned and looked at her. She had an impish grin on her face. Her eyebrows rose as if wanting you to question her. You scoffed and returned to your game. "Oh-a no!" the red hatted plummer yelled as he fell down a bottomless pit. Belgium tutted. "See even Mario agrees with me. Get a boyfriend, (Name)." "Well you and M

 A deserted house in the mountain About three hours on foot From the world summit place. No one knows how long it has been there Or used to live in it Rumors said it was...haunted. You, Feli, Ludwig, Gilbert, and Kiku walked up to the house that had been allegedly haunted. You all stood there, not sure as if to enter or not. "Ve~ We actually found it!" Feli said with joy, "Wow the rumors were true I guess." You said as you examined the building. "Such a desolate feel.." Gilbert said to himself, "Its not that interesting though..." Ludwig said quietly. "I agree, can't we just look at it from the outside and leave?"  Kiku said in a quiet voi

  One quiet Wednesday evening, you felt like relaxing by making yourself some hot cocoa to counteract the chilly weather just outside the windows. Currently, everyone was staying in America’s mansion due to an upcoming meeting that was going to occur at the end of the week.  So of course, being the ‘hero’ that he is, he insisted that everyone just stay at his place for a few days since the weather was going to be pretty rough for any incoming planes.  For you, this was nothing new as you always tended to stay at his house; solely for the purpose of entertaining yourself of course.  You always kept several of your belongings

  Grabbing your hand, Feliciano walked jauntily down the sidewalk towards the art museum.  You’d recently asked him to take you to a gallery that was nearby and he’d quickly agreed…just like you thought he would.   To be honest with yourself, though, you couldn’t deny the fact that you weren’t really that much into art.  The occasional picture, sure…paintings, maybe, but never in your life would you be able to walk through an entire gallery for a full day and actually enjoy every second.  But with Feli there, you were hoping he’d change your perspective of art entirely.  Glancing down at his hand,

The year was 1623 when pirates raided your small town on the eastern coast of Nova Scotia.  You remembered that morning well.  Fog stretched over the sea-scape as the sun rose gently in the distant horizon at, what you assumed to be, around 5:45 am.  Waves lapped at your feet as you stood on the beach at such an ungodly hour.  Why on Earth were you out there anyway?  Well a man in your dream told you that he was coming, of course!  Harboring gleaming green eyes that challenged you to disobey his orders, you could have sworn he looked into your soul.  And dare you say he was actually quite handsome in his white shirt and brown breeches? Yes.

Palace Guard England x American Traveler Reader   ------- “No one ever said travel was easy. We all get lonely and homesick at some point.” ~ Anonymous ------- The clicking of your heels against the pavement seemed to rhythmically lull you into a sort of daze, allowing your thoughts to wander.  People of all shapes, sizes, and ethnicities walked past you through the bustling crowds as you continued to walk down the same strip of sidewalk that you had been wandering on for the past twenty minutes.  Were you lost?  Most likely.  Did you care?  Meh, the whole point of traveling is to get lost, so no…you didn't care so much.  B