Hetalia Vs. SlenderWhat happens when a nation meet with Slender Man?(Axis Power and Allied Forces)
Italy-He drew a face on Slender Man and gave him a plate of pasta.
Germany-He made Slender Man ran ten laps...around the forest.
Japan-He took out his camera and took a photo of Slender Man.Turns out Slender Man is pretty photogenic,Slender Man then decided to stop haunting the forest and became Trender man.
America-His laugher greatly annoyed Slender Man,so he was chased out of the forest.
England-Slender Man took his Unicorn.He was so sad he drank too much alcohol,but he managed to get his Unicorn back while being drunk.
France-He censored Slender Man,after that he censored England and everyone else.
China-He built a China Town in the forest.Slender Man was unamused.
Russia-He cursed Slender Man and hit it with his faucet.Slender Man fainted.
Canada-He stood still with fear,but Slender Man mistaken him as a tree and left.In the end,Canada collected all 8 notes
Request~SwitzerlandxReader~Request~SwitzerlandxReader~Request~SwitzerlandxReader~3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Silence was deafening. It ate at the sense more than any bloodcurdling noise or agonizing scream. It invoked fear.
Right now was one of those times.
You held your breath and listened. It was so quiet you could hear your own pulse pounding into your skull. You'd ready your weapon, but that would only make them cautious of you. You would have to wait.
A drop of sweat trickled down from your forehead irritating your skin. You wanted to wipe it away, but the wrong movement would give away your vulnerability.
There it is!
You cocked your gun and brought it right in front of your face and fired. It didn't even matter if you saw your target or not. What mattered was that you had to fire it.
The monster screamed and writhed in pain from the sizzling bullet that was lodged in the middle of its forehead. Taking opportunity of its injury, you took out your machete and began to hack away at the decaying flesh of the monster unti
Scotland x Reader ~Hard-Luck Tale~~Hard-Luck Tale~Scotland x Reader ~Hard-Luck Tale~3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
" And don't go coming back, ye hear?!"
Allistor coughed out some blood onto the wet pavement. Damn it, he had been beaten so badly that he was sure they had broken at least one of his ribs. He was out of luck now: no money due to his poor habits, no friends because of his ill hot-headed temper, no friends simply because
"Heh," Allistor let out a short sarcastic laugh as he spat a glob of saliva mixed with blood on the ground. "I had it coming. I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner " It would have been easier if he just died on the spot
Suddenly, he heard a soft rustling noise coming from a pile of cardboard boxes and garbage not too far away.
What's that? he wondered and crawled over to the source of the noise to get a better look.
"A dog "
A frail, weak dog was curled up under some soggy, rain-drenched cardboard. It looked so thin with its bones showing through its wet fur.
Feeling pity for the vulnerable creature, Allisto
Italy x Reader - Spanish ClassesItaly x Reader - Spanish Classes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You groaned in annoyance, laying your head in your Italian friends lap. He giggled and stroked your hair.
"Come on, _______! It's your fault for taking Spanish! Finish the work, Ve!" Feliciano chimed, his eyes closed as usual. You sighed.
You only joined Spanish because Feliciano was taking it, and he was only taking it because Lovino and Antonio made him. It was such a difficult language in your book, your only familiar with Germanic languages.
"I should have taken German..." You signed, crossing your arms over your chest, tiredly.
Feliciano shook his head, his curl bouncing away, "You should have taken ITALIAN!" Feli grinned, waving his arms around. You laughed at his cuteness.
"We don't learn Italian at school, silly!".
Feli was brilliant at learning languages. He was originally from Italy but he spoke perfect fluent English. He also knew a bit of Spanish (more than you, anyway), German, Latin and Portuguese. And he also wants to take lessons for Greek and Japanese. His favourite le
*Teacher!Scotland X Student!Reader* ~Complicated equations~*Teacher!Scotland X Student!Reader*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Teacher!Scotland X Student!Reader*
"So,which classes and who?" the Hungarian female asked,tying her hair into a lower ponytail.
"Classical with Edelstein,P.E. with Beilschmidt junior,Literature with Väinämöinen,History with Bushy brows,Geography with Braginsky so on and so forth.German with your lover and ... Uh... Mathemathics with ... Kirkland?" the (h/c) cocked a brow,her features betraying confusion.
"Oh,don't you know?He's Arthur's older brother.Though he doesn't resemble him at all." the Belgian female interrupted,munching on a strawberry flavoured pocky.
"You'll like him,I guarantee!He's quite like a cocky bastard,still adorable Prince Charming." the tanned girl sighed in contemplation,gaining suspicious looks from everyone.
"I don't know...What happened to mister Morgens though?" (Name) asked,crumpling the small piece of paper i
Teach Me How to Breathe [Mondo x Reader] 1Teach Me How to Breathe [Mondo x Reader] 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Super Duper High School Artist
You sure were proud of the title you were given. Top of your category, hardest working, and yet you had the displeasure of being selected to go to Hope's Peak Academy. Thing was, you thought it was the most perfect thing in the world, considering you were picked to be in the first batch of students to go, so you had no idea what was in store for you.
But of course, your sister got an invite as well. She being the Super Duper High School Gardener and all, just a year older than you. Your sister got on your nerves, but maybe it was because of the fact that you usually had a thing against people like her.
Right now, you were packing your backpack with some necessities, which included about half your house.
“Outfits, check.. Hairbrush, toothbrush, backup toothbrush in case someone uses the first one, backup backup toothbrush in case someone uses my backup... Check! Books for when I get bored, a few sketchbooks, pencils, charcoal, Prismaco
Kiss with a fistKiss with a fist2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You hit me once I hit you back, you gave a kick, I gave a slap...
"If you would stop drinking for one second you'd see your brother is my friend not my lover you, you idiot!!!"You yelled at your drunken boyfriend.
Allistor growled "Please, don't give that! I saw you two! You sat there flirting with him for 3 hours!"
"So what I can't talk to a man without it being this huge thing!!!"You said punching his arm.
"Not when it involves whoring around with my little brother!!!"He yelled.
You smashed a plate over my head then I set fire to our bed...
"You drunk jerk! Who the hell do you think you calling me a whore?! You're the one who can't go an hour without flirting with 20 women!!!"you yelled getting in his face, his jade green eyes flickering with anger, your (e/c) ones reflecting it, your breaths mingling, your grabbed the collar of his shirt ,he grabbed a fist full of (h/c) hair and your lips met.
You hit me once I hit you back, you gave a kick, and I gave a slap...
"I'm not a flirt, ye
I'm Glad ::JapanxChubby!Reader::You looked at yourself in the mirrorI'm Glad ::JapanxChubby!Reader::2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Come on [Name]! Yo-You look great!” You tried motivating yourself
Sadly you were just chubbier than the other girls…
You weren’t really teased about it, but just one comment about it would bring tears into your eyes.
You sucked in your stomach at an attempt to make yourself look skinnier
“See! You look…”
You breathe out, you stomach hanging like a sack of potatoes.
“[Name]! Get your big butt down here! Kiku’s already here!” Your mother yelled from downstairs.
You knew your mother made playful comments like that, they weren’t necessarily to tease you, but to motivate you…
But they still hurt…
“O-Okay! I’ll be down!”
Straightening out your uniform you run out the bathroom, grab your schoolbag and run downstairs to see your mother and Kiku, your best friend, chatting
You smiled at them, you’ve known Kiku sin
Teach Me How to Breathe [Mondo x Reader] 2Teach Me How to Breathe [Mondo x Reader] 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
For the past few minutes, your school mates were already investigating the gym. Sakura and Asahina checked out the metal plates on the walls. Katrina was hanging out somewhere off below the two, waiting for them to get done.
While they were doing that, you were staring in awe at your student handbook device. It was the only electronic thing you had for now, which immediately intrigued you to no ends. That is, until you got bored of scrolling through the same things over and over.
You slid the device in to your hoodie pocket and climbed on to the stage to check out the podium with Corn Hair and Cool Redhead.
“Damn it,” Corn Hair cursed, giving a mindless kick to the podium.
You stepped forward and wrapped your arms around what you could of the podium, trying to lift it but only succeeding in slipping and falling on your ass. A string of curses flew out of your mouth in grumbles as you got up and brushed off your skinny jeans.
“Oh well, let's go search around this place
Cemetery DanceAuthor: MacabreVampire (silenttaiyoukai)Cemetery Dance5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Word Count: 400
Summary: Grell ambushes Undertaker in the cemetery .or tries to, anyway.
When he visited the small London shop only to find the doors locked, Grell knew that there was only one logical place to look for his beloved Undertaker. He walked the few blocks to the cemetery under the cover of his bright red umbrella. It was a gray and foggy day, the rain falling around him a drizzly mist. It was just the sort of weather Grell would expect his lovely silver Death God to be out enjoying.
Grell nearly skipped through the cemetery gates, and many a languid mourner cast him a strange glance for his bright clothing and matching smile in such a dreary place. Grell barely noticed them.
It wasn't long before he found his black-clad Romeo off tending to a grave beneath a large willow tree. The Undertaker was standing waist-deep in the open grave, shovel in h