Jack FrostXReader: Jack's Past
(This story takes place before Jack fell in to the lake, before he became Jack Frost.)
The winter air outside was cold and crisp, not making your job any easier. Your mother had asked you to feed the chickens this morning- or at least the chickens that were left. The harsh winter had taken many of their lives and the eggs that fed your family with them. Three little clucking chickens that were huddled in their pen came close as you spread out the feed out in front of them. They pecked at it quickly while you looked around.
It was a quiet little village with dirt paths covered in horseshoe prints and log houses. A few people were out doing their morning chores like you, some waving as they passed by. There were small white patches of snow from the storm that had taken the lives of many farm animals around town. This winter had been one of the harshest for all that lived there, along with your family. However, the town was nice and peaceful, and everyone helped out one another. Not
JapanXReader: Flower ViewingA soft breath of mountain-air wind caressed the flowers in the field, and the waving blossoms seemed to welcome you as you wandered across a sea of red, orange, and green permeated by a light violet fog. Around you stood tall trees covered by purplish-pink flowers. You caught a petal floating down from one of these trees; its texture felt light like a marshmallow and fragile enough to crumble were you to merely close your hand.JapanXReader: Flower Viewing2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
You lifted your palm to let the breeze catch the petal. As the petal danced away you caught sight of a figure standing in the middle of the field. There was nobody there seconds ago.
You thought you felt your heart beating against your chest as you approached the figure. Dressed in a forest green kimono and hakama, the figure faced away from you and stayed still enough to be mistaken for a statue. As you opened your mouth to utter a sound, the figure turned.
A young man with jet black hair and dark brown irises stared at you. He slowly bowed from his waist, a mo
(GermanyxReaderxPrussia) Mosaic Voice (Chapt.3)(GermanyxReaderxPrussia) Mosaic Voice (Chapt.3)1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
Chapter 3 –Embrace–
Germany x Bullied!Depressed!Reader x Prussia
AUTHOR'S NOTE: POV may change constantly. I'm training myself to show that without telling you something like: 'Prussia's POV' or 'Reader's POV' or 'Germany's POV'. Sorry if it gets confusing.
It had begun all over again. With one backpack strap slung over my shoulder, I try my best to block out the ringing whispers that float through the hallway… Like a weak, dizzy fly, buzzing endlessly. It bothers my ears and annoys me. As I was just about to turn the corner, my back jerked back as I was being pulled back and thrown onto a cold, cement floor.
"Talking to the Beilschmidts, I see."
Rubbing the sides on which I had landed on, I quickly scanned the room, finding myself in the so-called 'haunted room'. In front of the entrance, as well as the exit of this room, were a group of girls.
"I can't believe you. Why don't we just lock you up in here forever!"
Giggling in a very nerve-racking manner, the girl
RomanoXReader - I like you, I love youRomanoXReader - I like you, I love you2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
He-he-he-hey, hey, could you wait a minute?
If you're busy, sorry
Just a little, hey, a little while
I want to talk with you
What can I do?
What's the point
Um.. What game should we play?
I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this
(Name) sat on the couch, pouring over a book as Feliciano brought over a bowl of pasta, setting it in front of her on the coffee table. She put down the book and eagerly dug into the pasta, grinning at him as he sat next to her.
"Wow, Feli, this is really good," She said and gave him a peck on the check.
"Veeh~! Grazie, bella!"
Lovino watched from the doorway with contempt and jealousy. Why did (Name) only see Feliciano? Why didn't she ever look at him the same way she looked at his brother. Lovino looked down at the ground, feeling the frustration burning in him.
"Be right back, bella~! I'll just grab us some drinks, veeh~!" Feliciano jumped up from the couch and passed
Prussia X Reader: Dis Day"Gillllllllbert!?"Prussia X Reader: Dis Day11 months ago in Scraps More Like This
You walked around your house, looking for your boyfriend of 3 years. "Hm." You combed your hand through your (h/c) hair. (e/c) eyes filled with confusion wondering were the usually loud, egotistical Prussian man was. Then, you hear the shower running and you "skipped" up the stairs. You put your ear up to the door and hear Gilbert singing. It was "Marry You" by Bruno Mars. You loved hearing him sing he has such a great voice. You remembered always going to the bar to hear his band preform. Those blood red eyes, shining white hair, every girl in there fell head over heels for him. He noticed you though. OH did he notice you. You couldn't really handle your alcohol back then and you thought it would be cool to run up on stage and sing with him. Also, run over and throw up on his drummer, Francis. While Francis and his other friend Antonio was cleaning up the barf, Gilbert took you home. He wanted to give you his number only problem was...had no paper. Soooo