All fanfiction or written works relating to the personification of the Philippines (including its main islands, the LuzViMinda) must be placed in this folder.
Couple Costumes - Male!Philippines x Reader by amayashi418, literature
Literature
Couple Costumes - Male!Philippines x Reader
You stared blankly at the cheerful, mango loving nation in front of you.
"…Juan."
"Yes ang aking mahal?"
You let out a sigh, followed by a glare, and later a face palm. "It is 6 in the morning, why the hell are you at my house and what the freaking hell are you wearing?"
"Aww aren't you a grumpy one in the morning?" He chuckled as he tapped your nose playfully.
You crossed your arms and growled. "Just answer the damn question. What are you wearing?"
"This?" Juan laughed and strutted boastfully. "Why, it's the latest trend in my place! Ano? Are you smitten by my sexiness? Uhuhuhuhuhuhu~"
You've been dating Juan, the personificatio
I am who I am
“Hello, Pepe, it’s been a while. I’m sorry if I hadn’t visited you.” If anyone would stop actually stop and listen on at the teenage looking female sitting near the statue of Jose Rizal, they would all be raising an eyebrow or two at her or calling the mental asylum to take her in.
But no one stopped to take notice of her. To other people, she was like any teenager in her orange t-shirt and faded jeans. If they noticed the Sampaguita she wore on her head like a crown, they didn’t comment. Teenage fashion was changing every minute after all. She was just a teenager.
But she really wasn’
You said you'll protect me, right? (USxPH) by J-ie, literature
Literature
You said you'll protect me, right? (USxPH)
You will, right?
A black gown with the patterns of flowers was the dress she wore. For someone who’s usually lively and optimistic, this was her favorite dress. Her hair that went along with her outfit was straight and healthy as ever. The makeup she had on was very simple but no man can never stop looking at her, especially him. Along with her jet black boots, Maria Clara de la Cruz Carriedo was ready. Ready to go to the temple of God - to him.
The sound of the church bells rang through Maria’s ears as she followed her father outside. It was cold as fuck, Lovino would have said but today, her cursing bastard brother wasn&rsquo
(oc!PhilippinesxEngland) `Saudade [Ch. 1] by J-ie, literature
Literature
(oc!PhilippinesxEngland) `Saudade [Ch. 1]
WARNING: unbeta, AU, and other warnings that needs to be pointed out...
“They say true love never dies. Do I believe in it? Yes, yes I do. Very much, actually…” the lips of the young woman’s curved into a huge smile. She didn’t need anyone telling her that it was smiles of joy, she was just...happy. The hem of her dress oscillate as she leaned forward to the audience, the children.
The children were very enthusiastic and eager as they listened to the lady’s fairytale. Each one of them, filled with coy and radiant expressions. There was no telling whether they would start joking around or actually ask seri
(oc!PhilippinesxEngland)`Saudade [Ch. 0] by J-ie, literature
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(oc!PhilippinesxEngland)`Saudade [Ch. 0]
Time was running. All he could do was run as fast as he can. Was he going to make it? Curse those damn townspeople. His lover wasn’t a witch, it should have been him that got abused. Damn it! She probably hates him now; no, loathe. Her lovely fair skin probably had bruises, scars, and even wounds. He detests the mistake he made. What was it? That he met her.
The longer the time it took him to find her, the less time he can save her. Thus, he fastened his steps as his black formal shoes dirtied with mud and leaves. His brand new coat was sticky with sweat, even brown dirt covered his white loose shirt. Great, he looks like a filthy, grub
[APH] Fridays with Amelia 5 (Preview) by xxEuchan, literature
Literature
[APH] Fridays with Amelia 5 (Preview)
Whatever he is planning for, Juan may never know. Juan followed the Briton (or so he assumed) inside. Their house was nice, Juan must admit. It felt very… homey and warm and it smelled of… some kind of tea as well. He took notice of a family picture sitting on top of a nearby drawer. Amelia looked around 14 years old or so and beside her was Madeleine while the two adults in the background were a younger-looking Mr. Kirkland and a woman who is probably Amelia’s stepmom.
And she’s also very pretty, Juan must admit. Mr. Kirkland must be one lucky man.
Plus, Amelia seemed to be very cute in that pink dress she’s
MexPiri Drabble - The Best by melondramatics, literature
Literature
MexPiri Drabble - The Best
The year was 1667.
New Spain and Philippines were two of Spain’s many colonies back then. They had been introduced to one another just over a century ago, with the former acting as a friend and caretaker of sorts to the latter. What helped keep their connection stable during those times was the inauguration of the Manila-Acapulco Galleon Trade. Usually it was New Spain who visited the female archipelago, but this time he decided to switch it up, bring her back to his.
The two, young teenagers in appearance, were walking hand in hand throughout Mexico City. Philippines wasn’t familiar with what the city used to be. Tenochtitlan.
Hetalia Piri - I am. (Prologue) by adventvera16, literature
Literature
Hetalia Piri - I am. (Prologue)
Ramblings of Piri - I am. (Prologue)
ASEAN MEETING #XX. Date XX/XX/20XX. Place: Thailand
"Again? Where is she?" the host of the current meeting of the Association of South-East Asian Nations, Thailand, asked after he roll-called everyone in the room. "It's been some time since she last showed up in any of our meetings..."
A boy with a Hibiscus flowered pen answered as he wrote down the final minutes of the meeting, "This would be...the 3rd time she's been absent. And no fines, Singapore. She had valid excuses for all of them."
"But, it is part of the rules. She has to know she can't just miss too many meetings! Once is all right, twice
We've Been History 03 [USPH] by Streetwreck, literature
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We've Been History 03 [USPH]
She was in a crowded room, not unlike the court of Intramuros or one of Arthur's fancy-shmancy gardens. She couldn't find a face she knew, she couldn't find a face at all. For some odd reason, she couldn't focus on anyone's face long enough for her to be able to pinpoint their features. The crowd around her seemed like a haze, an illusion, nonetheless Maria was feeling every bit anxious at the fact that she was mingling with such high society. Why was she here, she wondered. Who were these people, why did they seem to be noticing her every move if not blatantly looking at her? An irrational fear crept in; she shouldn't be there.
"Oh! Hey" sa
Of Gestures and Assumptions [PiriFran] by jeanoviva, literature
Literature
Of Gestures and Assumptions [PiriFran]
It was a sunny day out when Francis Bonnefoy, the personification of France, has decided to pay his Spanish friend a visit. See, it has been awhile since they had last seen each other due to the countless things they need to attend to. If memory served him right, the last time he visited Antonio was when Gilbert and himself went off to see the island nation he found in Asia, Las Islas Filipinas.
Ah yes, that time he couldn't look at Antonio straight in the eye because he was bragging like a five year old and it was pissing him off a little and he was somewhat envious of the new colony he has gained. Well, he did mention that the little natio