One Week Of Fun|2P!Hetalia X Child!ReaderOne Week Of Fun|2P!Hetalia X Child!Reader4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
'5th of May XXXX
Today, big brother Matt bought me a bicycle while big brother Allen bought me roller blades. But when we went to the park, they both argued on which I'd play first. I got tired of waiting, so I went to a nearby store for candies and chocolate with my pocket money then went to buy [favourite flavour] ice cream. When I returned back to the park, Matt and Al weren't there. I sat sat and waited on a bench until daddy came to bring me home. He said that he'd make cupcakes for Matt and Al but right now, all I heard is them screaming.
6th of May XXXX
Today, I went to visit Mr.Luciano. He made me lasagna and told me about his weird dream that had yesterday. He said that he was dancing with a giant dancing pasta in 'So You Think You Can Dance'. Mr.Lutz came and said that that dream might be the reason why M
America x Reader - Work OverloadAmerica x Reader - Work Overload4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
A lone lamplight shone in the room, the gentle tapping of fingers on a keyboard was accompanied by the wall-clock that ticked away the time until the submission of some documents that had been pushed away for a later date. A sigh resounded followed by a low groan of weariness as the owner stretched, the tapping stopping for a while.
A tired, overworked (name) stared at the screen in front of her. Sometimes she wondered if her boss gave her more work than the rest of her team or if the words were just fusing together- her head tipped forward and she promptly jerked awake, her (e/c) eyes bleary with unshed tears. Glancing painfully at the clock, her stinging eyes took a moment or two to register it as 3 a.m. Great, she just had a few hours before she needed to get ready for work. Not enough to finish her work and sleep.
By complete accident, she saw the edge of her bed and her gaze drifted further until she was staring at her pillow and bl
Prince!France x Reader x Pirate!England [CH 5]Prince!France x Reader x Pirate!England [CH 5]1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Let's Go Treasure Hunting!
"Stay here." Arthur said.
You crossed your arms and turned your head away, No."
"Then wait here until I come back."
"Like I will."
Arthur leaned closer to you, having his face a few inches away from yours.
Your eyes were widen and you were blushing deep red. But when he leans more to kiss you, you screamed and punched him on the face.
Arthur backed away, covering his face, "The bloody hell!"
"Serves you right!" you laughed nervously.
Suddenly the door was slammed open, revealing Alfred, "Bro! We're being attacked!"
"It's Francis and a girl named... [BFF/N]?"
"[Y/N], stay here while I take care of Francis." Arthur said as he walks out of the cabin.
"Pfft! You wish!" you smiled as you ran out of the cabin, seeing the lovely sight of the pirates and french men fighting.
That's when you spotted [BFF/N] trying to defend herself. You then make your way towards her while dodging and kicking anyone that comes on your way. When you reache
KikuxReader - The perfect confessionKikuxReader - The perfect confession1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
KikuxReader - The perfect confession
"No such thing"
"I don't understand...."
You sighed, putting a hand through your hair, looking up at the ceiling.
"Everyone makes it look so easy..."
You were reading fan-fictions to try to calm your nerves.
You were going to confess to your former crush, Kiku Honda.
You tried so many times to.
But you never were able to without making a mistake or freezing up.
You just needed the perfect confession...
The perfect confession...
"Kiku!" You yelled, waving a hand at your best friend, earning a wave back as you ran towards him.
"Hey Kiku, I have something for you!" You flipped you backpack over to your chest and opened it slightly enough to take out a folded piece of paper. You slipped the backpack behind you and smiled.
"Here." You opened his hand and placed it in his palm, not noticing the blush o
Winter Tale - Russia x ReaderWinter Tale - Russia x Reader10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Winter Tale - Russia x Reader
There was this time...
You were roaming around the frozen forests near your tiny house, your parents always told you shouldn't do it, and if you did, you would be a naughty girl and wouldn't receive gifts in the next holiday. You didn't care at all, you enjoyed the desolation the landscapes around the forest could give.
It was something that you would never forget.
After a while, you could swear you heard a voice sobbing quietly.
You were so curious at that time, you couldn't help yourself, so you followed the sound.
The closer you got, the louder you could hear a sad, heartbreaking sob.
Behind some bushes, after quite a walk, you saw a little boy, with sandy blond hair - almost white. He had a big scarf around his neck, and you could see his hands were wiping tears away.
You took a deep breath, and approached him slowly.
"Hey" You mumbled faintly, your voice sounded so low.
As you understood he hadn't noticed you, you got a little closer
Cheer Up Man!|America X Depressed!ReaderCheer Up Man!|America X Depressed!Reader2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Depressed. That's what the students describe you whenever someone asked what they thought about you. You couldn't even remember why you were depressed to begin with. But you ere pretty sure that it all started when your big brother died at the hospital after he was injured in a car accident.
Sighing, you opened your notebook and started drawing something.
You're good at drawing. Your brother admired your talent. You always drew what was around you. No one knew this though. No one even bothered talking to you too.
"Yo, dudette!" an American accent busted out in front of you.
You paused for a moment before looking up to see who it was only to see one of your classmate wearing a wide smile on his face.
You hesitated for a moment, trying to figure out who was he exactly, "Who... are you again?" you asked, eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.
"Eh? You don't know me?" he asked dumbfolded while pointing at himself.
You shook your head slowly, "Sorry."
What he did next startled you. He lau
The Teacher's Assistant--France x Male!Reader-PT3The Teacher's Assistant--France x Male!Reader-PT31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Previously: '"Alright,it's a date then!" Francis smiled before waving goodbye. "See you then!" (M/N) stood there,mouth agape.
"I-IT'S NOT A DATE!" But the happy Frenchman had already ohonhon-ed his way back to his car.
Francis drummed his fingers on the table, anticipating (M/N)'s arrival. Oh (M/N)...the sweet, new assistant. He's the luckiest person ever to have such a cute little assistant! And if he's still stressed out, they can go to his place and get rid of some stress...ohon~
Francis knows that (M/N) doesn't think of this as a date, and neither does he honestly. It's just lunch. He just liked the reaction that he knew he'd get from the (H/C) haired man. Even if this isn't a date, Francis is determined to get (M/N) to love him...or at least like him!
The door of the diner opened with a ring and Francis looked up hopefully. Nope. It was just a different person. His hopes were shrinking after waiting for so long. Maybe he de
Amnesia [Prussia x Reader]Amnesia [Prussia x Reader]1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Amnesia – 5SOS [Prussia x Reader SongFic]
Things to take note of;
E/C – Eye Colour
H/C – Hair Colour
Y/N – Your Name
BF/N – Best Friend’s Name
RG/N – Random Guy Name (lol)
I’m not going to write in accents because I’m too lazy and I think it’ll suck so nah. This is my first song fic btw! I hope you’ll like it. Enjoy 8D
I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted
I thought about our last kiss, how it felt the way you tasted
And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine
Gilbert sat down on his bed, looking through pictures of him with you. Memories of you came rushing back into his mind. The way you smile, your angelic voice, the way you loved him. Unable to suppress all the flashbacks of you and him, kissing, hugging, making out, he quickly called your best friend.
(Best Friend’s name) answered the called, “Hello?”
“Hallo, (BF/N).” He greeted.
Trouble|2P!Italy X Teen!ReaderTrouble|2P!Italy X Teen!Reader3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Normally, you'd go to the park with your brothers and play baseball. But today, you got tons of home works to do and you don't want to disappoint your father.
Sitting on the grass, you started answering your math home work. As you do so, you noticed someone sitting beside you. You don't really mind someone sitting with you, so you continued your home work with looking who it was.
"Ciao bella~!" the familiar Italian accent accent made you realised that it was the pasta-loving Italian who was sitting beside you. You just wanted to finish your home work so you can play and enjoy the summer breeze, but the Italian seems to be getting in your way. Talking to him means wasting time and won't be able to finish your home work, which also means that you can't do what you want. Instead of replying to the Italian, you continued your homework.
"I was expecting a 'hello' but it's okay." Luciano said, slightly irritated.
"Go away sir Luciano. you replied without taking your eyes off of your back.
Love At First Sight|England X ReaderLove At First Sight|England X Reader4 months ago in Romance More Like This
Walking on the hallways, Arthur kept his mind busy, thinking about what he should do for his science project. Honestly, there were a lot that he wanted to do but he had to choose one. Not only that, Arthur was having a slight problem with the girls. Ever since that incident, Girls from different classes started talking and following him. Obviously the Brit was confused of his sudden popularity. One time, one of the girls confessed her love to him and his face was as red as a tomato. He responded awkwardly after half an hour of silence while trying not to look stupid.
Arthur's confusion turned into anger when his friend, Alfred Jones, explained his sudden popularity. Aside from his anger, he wanted to die of shame. Alfred had gotten Arthur drunk on the day of the school's talent contest. Arthur wore a union jack t-shirt, a dark blue skinny jeans, and black pairs of boots that reached below his knees; Alfred got those for him. The American told him how it was a pain in the ass to get him
EverScript. Chapter 4.EverScript. Chapter 4.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chika opened the door when she heard the knock. She was still seething from the concert and their failure, and from her argument with Akae. The phoenix had followed her from the concert and tried to lecture her, of all things!
"It's about time, Rikki. Dai called an hour ago to say that he was already home " Her voice trailed off as she saw the stranger holding the unconscious Rikki in his arms. Her clothes were covered in blood, and dried blood caked her face. Chika's eyes blazed gold. "What did you do to her, you bastard?" She hissed as she reached for the girl. The man released the tigress to the hawk and started to walk away, his face impassive.
Chika looked at him, then at the white-haired girl. She sent a glare at the man's back, vowing she'll get him later. For now, her friend needed medical attention if the wound on her arm and the amount of blood on her clothes was anything to go by.
Rikki woke up and blinked at the brightness. She recognised the light pink wash of her
The Awesome Show Of Gilbert|Episode 1The Awesome Show Of Gilbert|Episode 15 months ago in Humor More Like This
"Guten tag and welcome to my show, 'The Awesome Show Of Gilbert'!", a crazy German announced, holding a microphone as he stared at the audience in front of him, "I'm your one and only awesome host, Gilbert Beilschmidt!"
Hearing the audience clapping and cheering, Gilbert laughed,"Thank you! Thank you everyone!"
As soon as the audience stopped, Gilbert looked at them with a foolish smile on his face. After a minute or two, Gilbert laughed nervously as he ran a hand through his hair, "Sorry. I just don't know what to start with."
The audience laughed.
"Oh!" , the albino exclaimed, "Why don't we interview one of my friends? Francis Bonnefoy?"
The audience clapped as Gilbert walked off stage and gave his mobile phone to a staff and then stood at the stage, waiting. Behind him was a big flat screen television that hanged on the wall. Suddenly, a dialing tone rang through out the area and the television now displays a shoulder-length blond haired man.
"Hallo Francis!", the German greeted.
Canada X Reader Maple Cookies PrizeCanada X Reader Maple Cookies Prize1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Canada X Reader Maple Cookies
Mattie or Matthew turned to see a girl with (hair/length) (hair/color) hair and (eye/color) eye running toward him. He waited for her to get to him and catch her breath. When she did she smiled at him.
“I did it” she says holding up a paper
“Did what (Name)?” he asks
“I signed up for the food fair and got the country I wanted” (Name) answers
“Cool, which country did you chose?” he asks curiously
“Canada” she says simply
Matthews’s cheeks turn pink.
“What are you going to make?” he asks
“I have a bunch of maple flavored recipes I’m going to make and I have already started the info poster”
“I can help you if you want”
“No thanks, I want it to be a surprise”
(Name) winks at him the strolls away. After that Matthew barely saw (Name). She would wave at him, they would talk for a bit then she would leave and whenever he as
Hetalia Bloodbath HetaOni RPSteve: ReMEmBEr ThAt i'M alWAyS HeRE!Hetalia Bloodbath HetaOni RP4 years ago in Horror More Like This
I promised to destroy you!!
Prepare to be defeated by THE HERO!!!!
Steve: gReEn EyeS tAstE reAlLy gOod
America: How dare you!?!?!
England: *storms in*
All right, who the bloody hell is this Steve person, and why did I hear America yelling that infernal nickname he gave me?!
Steve: hElLo lItTlE oNe! cOmE tO pLAy wiTH uS? YoUR pReTty EyEs cAN bE tHE PriZE fOr ThE WinNer~
America: Iggy!! You're okay!!!
Steve is the creepy grey alien thing chasing us.
He was threatening to eat you!!!! *sobs*
England: *turns into Britannia Angel and gives Steve a magical beatdown*
Hmph. And my eyes are not pretty.
America: Go Iggy!!!
Also, nice dress. *snigger*
(Your eyes are pretty)
England: *kicks America*
IT'S NOT A DRESS, IT'S A TOGA!!!!
A-and my eyes aren't pretty, git.
Steve: oF coURsE ThEy arE! I WanT tO sEe iF thEy tAst
My Baby|2P!England x Child!Reader x 2P!AmericaMy Baby|2P!England x Child!Reader x 2P!America5 months ago in Humor More Like This
Entering the house, you yawned as you placed your bag pack beside the the sofa in the living room. You went to a math tutor who kind of destroyed your little brain by giving a lot of questions to solve. As you were about to lay on the sofa, you heard a faint voice from the kitchen. Assuming that it was your father, you got up and head towards the kitchen but stopped when you heard Allen's voice. You took out your camera from your pocket and started to record.
"Look at you! All grown up!"
"You were so cute when you were young~!"
"Come! Give me a hug~"
As soon as you heard that, you rushed beside the kitchen and pecked in.
Allen hesitated at first but eventually stood up from the table and hugged Oliver. Oliver hugged back and stroked the American's brown hair, "Be a good boy, my baby", Oliver whispered.
You covered your mouth to avoid laughing out loud but then you couldn't hold it when Allen said that he'll try.
TRNC x Reader: The Birthday Boy (Extended Ending)TRNC x Reader: The Birthday Boy (Extended Ending)11 months ago in Humor More Like This
You groaned softly as a loud ringing resounded around the house, waking you from your slumber. You frowned slightly as you threw a pillow at the phone on a table in your room, but failed to hit it. You let out a noise of annoyance, hating the fact that your half-asleep self could not throw properly.
You sighed, and finally got out of your bed and quickly walked to the phone, hoping to answer it in time before the line went dead.
You were luckily able to answer it.
Picking up the phone and putting it onto your ear, you let out an obviously tired ‘hello’ and asked the idiot who had woken you from your sleep what they wanted, and held yourself back from sending them a threat like in the famous movie ‘Taken’.
“(Country’s name)? Sorry for waking you up so early.” Turkey apologised through the phone, though his voice was cloaked with a tone of nervousness and anxiety.
This perked your interest.
Icicle Heart -1-Icicle Heart -1-4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It all started when Lyra defeated Lance. Blue was a bit impressed with her, and challenged Lyra to go retrieve the other 8 badges from Kanto. Of course, Lyra obliged to her challenge, and in less than a month she had plowed down the competition. Blue decided on the final gym battle she would go and watch, since her friend Green was the leader. He was crushed under Lyra's tennis shoes. Green seemed vaguely surprised. A friendship sparked in between the three, eventually bringing their groups of friends together. That was a year ago.
Since then Professor Oak had asked Green to research the habitat of Mount Silver to study how the Pokemon there survived. Green was pained at first to accept. Red used to be his best friend, even though he never thought that Red felt the same way. He was always torn off from reality. He spoke almost to no one unless it was mandatory, and his face never gave away any emotion. He was an amazing trainer, though, easily commanding his Pokemon, even without w
EnglandxReader: SherlockedEnglandxReader: Sherlocked11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Duuuuuude, __________’s gonna kill you,” America gloated between slurps of diet soda (he was trying to lose weight). He pushed a few buttons and sent a text back to the (hair color) haired girl he had been texting for the last half-hour.
England looked up from his book wide eyed and confused. “Why on earth would ________ want to ‘kill me’? What have I done?”
America chuckled darkly as he heard the sound of your car pulling up. “Duuuuuuuude…”
With a flurry of fists they heard your furious knocks at the door.
Not one of the countries living in that house opened the door.
“Isn’t someone going to get that?” Canada asked quietly from his place in a beanbag chair. Canada got up and went to the door.
Just before he opened the door, his fingers just barely brushed against the brass of the knob, America said, “It’s your funeral.
Canada opened the door and instantly a fiery eyed woman slammed the door the
Hetalia Disney Song IntroductionHetalia Disney Song Introduction1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hetalia Disney Song Introduction
So basically this is like a mini project/Series type thing, each character in the list below gets a song (Preferably a Disney song) and then there will be short story written involving that song & character.
If there are any characters that are not in the list below but you would like them to be added leave a comment with their name and a song. (>^w^)> It may take me some time to do them all
America: “Mother Knows Best”- Tangled--> http://rhythmicbeat.deviantart.com/art/Mother-Knows-Best-America-x-Reader-487231216
England: “Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo”- Cinderella--> http://rhythmicbeat.deviantart.com/art/Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo-England-x-Reader-488303915?ga_submit_new=10%253A1413237501
China: “I Wanna Be Like Other Girls”- Mulan 2 & "Lesson Number One"- Mulan 2 (In Progress)
France: "Kiss the girl"- The Little Mermaid (In Progress)
My Crush is...Hetalia? (Chapter 9)My Crush is...Hetalia? (Chapter 9)11 months ago in Humor More Like This
Being sandwiched between two attractive Italians was never a bad thing to you, not at all. Though, it would have been nicer if one of the brothers wouldn’t insult his younger brother all the time, but hey, what can you do about it?
Currently, Italy was dragging you quickly to wherever Germany could be, whilst you dragged Romano, who was mumbling things to himself about a certain ‘potato-loving bastard’ and none of the comments about the man were good.
“Germany’s going to be-a really happy to see-a you again (Your name)! He always goes on about-a you! He’ll be so proud of-a me!” Italy rambled on, smiling happily away as he continued to talk, jabbering sentences in such a speed that you couldn’t identify what he said.
Blushing slightly in embarrassment at the mention of Germany always talking about you, you stuttered out a shy response. “W-well I’m glad I’ll be able to meet him again soon.”
Hopeless Dream (Snapped!Canada x Reader)Hopeless Dream (Snapped!Canada x Reader)1 year ago in Horror More Like This
Hopeless Dream (Snapped/Dark! Canada x Reader)
Warning: Mild Violence apart from that hope you enjoy :3
Darkness. That’s all you could see, you weren't sure if you were awake, dreaming or even if you were dead but judging by the sharp pain that clawed at your skull and the raspy breaths that burned your dry throat you knew you were still alive. Unfortunately.
The physiological impact inflicted onto you because of the series of events that had occurred had defiantly taken a toll on you, the memories themselves were torture, the memorise you were trying so hard to forget. But how could you forget? You couldn't erase the blood stained images that flashed through your mind.
It all seemed too traumatising to be real yet you could somehow still feel the coldness that emitted from their lifeless bodies and the metallic sent that lingered in t
Brothers and Sister (Brother!Norway x Sis!Reader)Brothers and Sister (Brother!Norway x Sis!Reader)11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Brothers and Sister
(Brother!Norway and Little sister!Reader)
(((No incest what's so ever.)))
Get ready for a world of feels—I’m serious…
Commissioned by :iconElizabethkai: if you’d like one, they’re 10 points for a one!shot and 20 points for a two!shot of your choice, if you’re interested then please, note me.
“No….” A young girl stood in the rain, it was pouring, so frigid and cold, but at the same time it seemed to sizzle upon impact. The girl’s eyes were heated and her fists were raised.
“(F/n)…please don’t be angry with me, I was just so worried that I—“ For once the king of ice was broken, his eyes were down cast and filled with an emotion that not even he hi
AlfredxChild!Reader- My dad is a heroAlfredxChild!Reader- My dad is a hero1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You cried as you hugged the picture of your late dad closer to your small chest, tears flowing down your cheeks, which were lightly tinted pink.
Your eyes were puffy and you were a sniffling mess.
You threw the photo of you dad to the blank white wall, the frame and glass breaking in the process.
You put your hands onto your face, trying to stop the tears from falling out of your eyes. Of course you didn't succeed. All you did was make a noise that a certain american could hear.
"Little dudette? You okay?"
Alfred F. Jones, your new dad. He adopted you a few days ago. You didn't trust him. He was too...
"(Name)? I'm coming in."
You heard footsteps coming closer to you.
You held the tears back so you couldn't worry him.
"(Name) whats wrong?"
"I'm pretty sure that somethings wrong dudette. Don't be afraid to tell the hero!"
You turned towards him.
"Right here! I'm the hero!"
Austria x Reader - Birthday SongAustria x Reader - Birthday Song1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You winced slightly at the high-pitched sound the black ebony piano made as you missed the wrong note for the song you were trying to play. Deciding it best to simply ignore it, you continued the rest of the song, missing some other notes here and there, though it wasn’t very noticeable and you knew you could get them the next time you practiced the song.
The gentle melody that escaped the old instrument echoed around the room bringing a strange yet lovely tune to the inhabitants of the enclosed space, though the harsh sharps that you got wrong would break the melody up a little.
Finishing the song at last, you stretched your hands in front of you, as they were sore from all the playing you had done, and softly caressed the beautiful midnight music maker in front of you. The feeling of smooth polished wood on the end of your fingertips entranced you as you let the touch of the piano guide your hand.
After a few minutes, you stopped what you were doing and returned t