CountryxReader Summer Camp (Series) INTROA long, displeased sigh escaped your lips as you took a seat in one of the empty wooden chairs. It was the beginning of your two weeks at Camp Hetalia. You never liked going to summer camp, it always made you so insecure and unpleasant about yourself. All the skinny and bubbly teenage girls flaunting themselves around in their short-shorts and tank tops, the teenage boys showing their muscled chest and being a perv to everyone girl they meet.CountryxReader Summer Camp (Series) INTRO3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was hell.
You tried to think happy thoughts, it was only two weeks, right? It'll be over in no time.
Your thoughts were certainly interrupted by the head counselor, Alfred.
"Welcome back dudes and dudettes to another Summer of Camp Hetalia!" His statement was followed by cheers of the girls and the boys. You just gave a roll of your (e/c) eyes. Idiots.
"I know you're familiar with the rules, so I'm sure I don't have to go over them, yeah? Good. Alright now, let's get into our groups, shall we?" Counselor Alfred said and pulled out
HomosexualHomosexualHomosexual8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People bring me down only because I'm a guy who loves men.
Always trying to change me, trying to make me into someone I'm not.
Force me to sit down, open my eyes, and stare at the t.v. screen.
Women bouncing around in bikinis, eating a banana so sexually.
I'm sorry to say, but that sort of thing doesn't turn me on.
I know who I am, so I'll break free from their bonds.
'Cause I'm a homosexual and damn proud to be one.
I'm not your stereotypical one, I fight with an iron fist.
Don't go around fallin' to my knees, waiting to give pleasure.
I'm travelin' 'round the globe trying to shed new light on our kind.
Every day it's a new type of hate that I face.
Bibles being thrown at me, saying my kind shouldn't exist.
But if God created us to be the way we are, then it was his intent.
'Cause you claim in the Bible that God hates fags, but you forget:
He's the one that passes judgment to Heaven, not you.
Yeah I'm a homosexual and damn proud to be one.
I make my stand with my new found
Russia X Reader - All Snowed In (pt.2)Russia X Reader - All Snowed In (pt.2)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You stared at him in shock. "What did you say?" you asked as you blushed. You couldn't believe your friend all of a sudden. Granted, he was your best friend, but he was just so cute and adorable and hot and
Okay, you've been in love with him for a long time, and it was surprising to know he loved you.
The Russian moved towards you, a little blush appearing on his face as he opened up his arms. "I said I love you, (name)." he said.
You grunted as he gave you the tightest bear hug in the world, wrapping his strong arms around your frame. You gasped, shaking a little as the love of your life nearly crushed the life out of you. "Ivan, can I breathe?" you asked as his arms started choking you like a snake coiling around your body.
"Nuh-uh, you're mine." He giggled. "You're never leavin'. Not until you give me a kiss."
As if your face couldn't get any more red! You twisted around in the cage of Ivan's arms and stood on your tippy-toes, trying to reach the Russian's face before-
Hetalia x reader. Fallen in.Hetalia x reader. Fallen in.Hetalia x reader. Fallen in.2 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was dark and damp as you ran in this smelly building, you broke your way out of your cell and now you were on the run looking for the way out.
No no you weren't in jail just some crazy woman took you away and tied you to a chair and told you about magic that there were other worlds out there.
A world that was like ours but..was different in every way. You asked her how.
"There is a door here in this bulding that can take you there, it'll seem like a normal room but once you run in you will fall in never to be seen again"
You shook her head as you heard her coming for you.
"(name) you can't run forever"
"Shit, shit!" You cursed as you opened door after door no luck what so ever.
You looked back and saw her before she could say anything you started running again. There was no fucking way you were staying here. She'll have to shoot you
down if she wanted you.
And that's when you heard it, the sound of a gun shot and the sound of the bullet bouncing off what
(HetaliaxReader) My Neighbor's a Country?!The house that was to the right of your home was very large and pretty. If you had more money when you had moved you would have most likely moved into that house. But either way you loved your home just as much.(HetaliaxReader) My Neighbor's a Country?!2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a week since your old neighbors moved from the lovely house and the house seemed empty, as if it were waiting for someone to move into it, and bring life to it once more. Until, one day you noticed that the 'For Sale' sign was gone, making you know that someone had purchased the house.
This made you very excited, and curious to who your new neighbor or neighbors might be. It could be a nice elder couple, maybe even a married couple with a few kids of their own ... or maybe a single man? You couldn't help but let a blush and a giggle out from the last thought. But, you would just have to wait and see who would move next to you.
~ One week later ~
One, fine afternoon you looked out you window to see a moving truck parked in the driveway of the once empty house. Being
Zalgo- Part 3- Chapter 1Zalgo- Part 3- Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
About eight months passed. Nothing too terribly strange happened within that time. There were a couple things, here and there that Zalgo questioned. But not too much though, he’s learned not to ask questions anymore. They most likely won't get answered.
One of the strange things was that dark look he noticed in Esmaraldo’s eyes, he’s been seeing it. More and more often. Zalgo found himself avoiding Esmaraldo because of it. It, scared him a little bit. He didn’t know what these looks meant or why he even saw them. In his attempt to avoid Esmaraldo and these dark glances, he started spending most of his time out of the cave. Whether it was playing in the woods, or going into town to play with the kids his age. Or, at least try to. Zalgo was much stronger than the other kids, but he never realized how strong. More often than not, other children got hurt while playing with the young monster.
Meanwhile back at home Esmaraldo has stopped smiling. He almost seems, emo
EnglandxReader: DreamsThe boat rocked up and down with the movement of the waves. You stood at the railing, letting the scene bombard your senses. The smell of the salty sea, the feeling of warmth from the sun, the sound of water slapping against the boat, and the sight of the endless blue ocean. You took it all in, enjoying every second of it.EnglandxReader: Dreams4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sadly though, there were chores that needed doing. 'If only I didn't have to work Then I could sit here and watch this beautiful world for the rest of my life,' you thought. Forcefully pulling yourself away from the railing, you returned to your chores mournfully, only to be called away again right after. "Ms. _____!" You raised your head. "What is it?" "The captain would like to see you," your crew mate responded.
'Whatever could the oh-so-famous Captain Kirkland want to talk to a simple lass like me about?' Wondering, you put voice to your thoughts. "Why does he want to see me? I'm not at all special, and if he wants to talk battle plans, he has a whole blood
England x reader - Maths tutor"Frog!"England x reader - Maths tutor4 years ago in Romance More Like This
School president and his deputy had another argument. You, Seychelles and Alfred were watching at them with hope they will stop soon.
"I have enough. I'm going to go to McDonalds" Alfred said and came out. Francis and Arthur stopped fighting when they heard crack of the door behind American.
"I have enough as well. Michelle, let's go" Francis said. Seychelles nodded and they came out holding their hands.
Arthur sighed and sat in a chair. You giggled and went back to your work.
"What is so funny?" he hissed at you
"Nothing" you answered. You looked at Englishman. He was looking through the documents, still upset. You thought, he looks so cute.
"You should take a little break and relax" you said and walked to him.
"How can I relax with vice like Francis?" Arthur answered and put documents on his table.
"Francis knows his responsibilities and he knows what to do. Just trust him" you smiled at him. When your cell phone rang. On the screen appeared big in
England x Reader ~MishapEngland x Reader ~Mishap2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You quickly gathered up your spell books, Mattias's tall beer glass he left at your house, and your black cloak, and quickly scurried out your front door. Today you were going over to Arthurs place to practice an advance spell. A shrinking spell in fact.'This is gonna be so awes
Austria x Reader part 2Austria x Reader part 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Austria x Reader
You woke up the next morning and found your self in unfamiliar soundings you then remembered everything that happened the day before and smiled you hopped out of your new bed wondering, where Austria was when you smelled something that made your stomach growl. You had then remembered you hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. You made your way though the unfamiliar hallways just by following the smell and you found yourself in a beautifully decorated kitchen Austria was standing by the stove cooking. You walked in nervously but he had obviously heard you because he turned around
"Guten Morgen Miss (Name)" he said you were still very sleepy so you mistakenly said good morning in you native language when he looked at you a little confused you immediately realized your mistake.
"I mean Guten Morgen I'm sorry!" you said bracing your self out of instinct
"No need to be sorry I assume that's the language you were born and raised with." he said going back to cooking
America X Reader- A Special New YearAmerica X Reader- A Special New Year3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Hey, __________!" Alfred cheered as he hugged you tightly after opening the door.
"Happy almost New Year, Al!" you giggled as you hugged back.
Alfred was having a massive New Years Eve party at his mansion. The two of you had been dating for about two years now. You couldn't think of a better way to spend New Years than with the love of your life. You loved Alfred with all of your heart and he loved you equally the same.
You said hello to everyone as you walked in.
As the party went on, you talked with various other people. Alfred had a huge dacefloor set up. He came up to you and wraped an arm around your waist.
"Wanna dance, babe?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with life.
You could only nod.
He took your hand and began to lead you in circles around the dancefloor. The two of you danced for sometime before the music stopped completely and everyone looked around the room confused. Suddenly, a spotlight was shinning on you and Alfred. Alfred took the mic from the DJ and came back to you
Shy Canada x Popular Reader I can see you (2)Shy Canada x Popular Reader I can see you (2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were still walking through town with your friends. you got the cloths that you were going to wear for Al’s party so did Sonny and (f/n). it was getting darker and later but Ophelia was still looking, you and the others were getting bored and wanted to go home. You, (f/n), Ophelia and finally finished shopping and all went back to Sonny’s house to stay until tomorrow, luckily you get a day off school and get a lie in but up early enough to get ready for the party.
You and your friends were talking, laughing, drinking (Soda of course) and eating snacks (yep it’s not like those chick flicks where the popular have to be perfect, you guys don’t care if you stuff your faces with sweets or chocolate for just one night or every now and then). Ophelia wanted to play truth or dare; the game was going great until…“(y/n) truth or dare?” Ophelia asked. “umm, Truth” you said nervously wondering what she was going to ask you. “
Shy Canada x Popular Reader I can see you (1)Shy Canada x Popular Reader I can see you (1)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“(Y/N)” your friend Ophelia was calling you.
you were by your locker in your own little world looking at a certain Canadian, Matthew Williams. You all ways wanted to go up and talk to him, but worried that the other boys would have ago at him for talking to you. No one seems to notice him or talk to him, even his own brother Alfred some time wouldn't know him when you mention Matthew to him. In your own world you see that even though Matthew looks happy and doesn't mind people not noticing him, you can see it in his eyes that he is sad. Poor boy it’s like he is invisible and you're going to change that and get people to notice him.... but how?
“(Y/N)” your friends shouts and startles you.
“Yes?” you said like it was a question.
“I was wondering if you wanted to go shopping with me and girls after school today, you know new cloths to look nice for
When A Broken Heart Begins To Heal (1)When A Broken Heart Begins To Heal (1)10 months ago in Romance More Like This
(y/n) = Your Name
(cf/n) = Childhood Friend's name (you can choose whether if your friend is male or female)
Lilly = Your best friend who is currently your brother's gf.
(b/n) = brother's name
(h/c) = hair color
(e/c) = Eye Color
(c/n) = where you live
(A/N: ) = Author Note
Chapter 1: The Forest
A (h/c) girl, wearing http://www.polyvore.com/outfit_22/set?id=142094529 strolling through the forest at night. Reason for why she was walking in the forest? No one knew except for the (h/c) with (e/c). Her name is (y/n) and she doesn't have many friends. Mainly because she was very insecure, doesn't trust others easily and usually people ignore her. So she kept to herself and her little brother who currently lives in England and she used to have a friend but she died a long time ago, but thats a story for another time. (Y/n) has one prized ite
Love in a Snowstorm || GermanyxReaderxRussiaLove in a Snowstorm || GermanyxReaderxRussia3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was no use there was no way through this storm. You had underestimated the Russian winter and now you were paying the price. The cold was already getting to you. There was no feeling in your fingers or toes. Your legs were starting to shake and it was becoming hard to walk. The snow was getting higher every passing moment. Soon it was at your knees. Movement was now impossible.
You wanted to give up; to leave yourself in the hands of whatever or whoever's God was paying attention up there. There was no way out. You were going to die out here. As a sign of defeat you lay down in the snow and closed your eyes. Slowly, the cold slipped in. Like cold fingers it wrapped around you, holding you tight and carefully freezing you. Consciousness began to slip away.
So this is what it's like to die… you thought absently.
" _________!" someone yelled.
The voice sounded far off; a distant sound as if from a dream. You could only think it was your imagination. Th
Germany x Sick!Reader: SpecialGermany x Sick!Reader: Special2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You groaned. Something about yourself woke you up, and you raised your head, which was probably the worst mistake so far.
You swayed, and fell back with another groan.
You rolled over onto your back, and winced at the German in front of you.
“H-hi, Luds,” you whispered, smiling, before you covered your eyes with the back of your hand, the smile turning upside down into a grimace.
“(Y/n)?” The sound of cloth rustling hit your ears. “What’s wrong?”
Normally, you’d head for your parents’ room, but you were living alone now…with your German boyfriend as your roommate.
“…could you go get some paracetamol for me?”
There was a rustle of cloth again and dull thumps on the floor before the door creaked open. You turned your head, turned on the side lamp, glanced at the clock. It read five in the morning. Mentally sighing, you turned on your side.
The Hunter pt 1The Hunter pt 14 years ago in Settings More Like This
Amy is looking to buy a game (at a game store) because she is having a group of friends coming over to her house to hang out. At the game store she chooses the most "unusual" game to buy because the "guy" at the game store talks her into buying this particular game. Fast forward a little - Shadow (the guy at the store) is actually from the dark world. He has been watching Amy for years, from a far and is totally in love with her. He wants her with him in his world. Amy's boyfriend Sonic thinks differently. Any hoo...Amy's friends start the game not knowing that it is a "forbidden game". It turns out that the game is magical... and here are the rules - if Shadow wins, he gets Amy - if Amy and her friends win
Prince!EnglandXReader: Runaways (2/3) That night, you didn’t sleep. How could you? It was dark in the cell, making it even more frightening, but it wasn’t as silent as it had been during the day. Trystan’s snoring echoed through the long cavern, strangely giving you a little bit of comfort. You couldn’t help but think of Arthur, if he figured out that you were trapped in jail, well how could he? Maybe he was sitting in his room awaiting your rescue that would never come.Prince!EnglandXReader: Runaways (2/3)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You laid back, staring up at the window at the top of your cell. Several times you tried climbing up the wall, only to find it too smooth to get a grip on. You tried picking the lock on the door, and breaking the bars; neither of which worked.
Maybe Arthur did somehow find out that you were imprisoned, I mean, word of a prisoner execution had to get around. You hit your head against the wall, why did you have to get yourself in such troubling situations? All over a love you knew wouldn’t work
The Outcast....America x reader pt 2!The Outcast....America x reader pt 2!3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You fade back into reality from a warmth on your hand. You heard someone talking so you didn't want to open your eyes.
"_____, im honestly sorry dude. i-i didnt mean to smack into you. but you know how i get...well i guess you dont know 'cuz we dont know eachother that well..but when im up against Arthur and in a sport i get REALLY into it,i kinda fade off in my head,only focused on winning." Man,you thought. Youve never heard him talk so quiet in your school life!
"w-well anyway, i didn't mean to use my full strength."You finally open your eyes and turn to him.
"I told youit was fine, its just a bump.No big deal" He looks up startled and let go of your hand. "your up! aw man dude! you were so quiet and still! i....your friend was worried"
You ignored his stutter and looked at the clok behind him,but your vision was still fuzzy."What time is it?" You slowly sit up and he brings out his cell.
"8:30pm" He says looking at you. "Youve been out for a good 7 hours dude,
2pAmerica x Reader - Birthday! RQ"Get up." A blunt voice said.2pAmerica x Reader - Birthday! RQ2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"...Mm-hmm?" You sleepily replied, waking up from your evening nap. Slowly raising yourself, you saw your boyfriend standing beside your bed, with his 'famous' nailed bat over his shoulders. "What are you doing here? It's like 7pm?!" You asked, hugging the duvet close to your body.
"I missed you, so here I am." He shrugged his shoulders.
Yes. This man was your boyfriend, Alfred F.Jones. Preferably likes to be called, 'Al'. This 'personification of America' opposite just loved to kill people; he was the definition of crazy! Completely different to the boisterous 1p version. Al thought his friends, his family and himself were the only psychotic people in world: that all changed when he encountered an angel in that alley...
~Al's POV -Flashback-~
Her gorgeous foot repeatedly stamped the pervert's stomach, "Try touch me now, bitch!" She yelled, digging her shoe sole into the man's abdomen. Al was watching you from afar, standing quietly at the entrance of the
Sober!England x Reader = What Happened? =The gentle British man awoke to a splitting headache.Sober!England x Reader = What Happened? =3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All he could remember was going to the pub with America
and drinking two beers.
"Ugh. . my bloody head. . w-where am I?"
"You're at my house Arthur. . ."
Slowly looking over to the doorway England saw a certain (h/c)woman
standing there. The Brit's face was soon a blazed which meant his tsundere
mood kicked in.
"W-WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?"
The (h/c) woman could only stare at him. She kept her head down so he wouldn't
see her red cheeks from remembering last nights events. After, picking the
drunk up after being ditched by America at the bar she was sent to
pick up England. However, the night for the blonde came to an end
when he confessed his love to her before passing out.
But him being drunk when that moment occurred she did not know to believe
him or not. But smiling at him she explained what had happened last night
minus the last part.
With a sigh Arthur ran his fingers through his messy locks and tried to
questioning your art?Everyone has their own objective opinion. Mine is that your work is fine, and nobody has business in dabbling with it. There are always points one can improve on, and you must be proud when you do improve. Sure, your work is admittedly not perfect. But hey, nobody will ever achieve complete perfection. Everyone has a different view, so something everyone can agree on is simply impossible. That applies to absolutely everything.questioning your art?4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anyway, your work is only what you think it to be. We all have strong and weak points, and only recognizing them can help us. Yes, the people who so bluntly put their critiques may have been able to word it better and add some helpful tips, but they do do a bit of good, by helping you see them. But don't take it personally. It just means it is an area you may need to improve a bit on. However, still take pride in it. You can be proud of something imperfect, for imperfection is actually what makes things real, and what someone ca