'I can't find them,' Iggycat thought in a panic. 'I can't find them!'
A soft meow came from under the couch.
"Amerikit?" Iggycat asked. "Canakit? Where are you…oh dear __________ is going to kill me."
"Why am I going to kill you?" you asked walking in through the cat door.
Iggycat looked at you with scared eyes, "I lost them…"
You have him a quizzical look, "Lost who?"
"The kittens! I'm a terrible father!" he cried out.
Chuckling you called out, "Amerikit…Canakit, come on out I think your father has been punished enough. Next time watch them or they'll go wandering off again. I found them down the street," you looked at your young. "Amerikit was trying to pick a fight with Russacat."
"I'm the hero!" Amerikit shouted. "And it's the hero's duty to fight all evil!"
You sighed and picked him up, "Time for your nap."
"But Mom! Heroes don't take naps!"
Iggycat went to pick up Canakit, "Oh, yes they do."
Canakit meowed a soft yawn, "I like naps…I'm tired, Mama are you going to take a nap with
A Haven of Books (Cat!Romania x Reader)If there had to be but one thing that (Your Name) found enjoyable, even pleasurable about her life at the time, it would have had to be the fact she had the chance to spend several hours of her weekdays within an old, quaint bookshop in the middle of the city.A Haven of Books (Cat!Romania x Reader)1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
It was a small and ordinary building, but there was something about the sheer wonder of being within a place with shelves upon shelves of ancient books, piled high, that made the shop purely beautiful. Anybody who found themselves within its walls could never deny the attraction and delight of the bookshop, nor could they ever say that the crisp scent drifting from folded pages of age old books lacked the charm it so clearly possessed.
It was a recluse of a place, a secluded haven right within the busied chaos of the outside world. It was almost as if the building had been cast under an enchantment that refused any person from leaving its residence within five hours of them arriving - even if their original intention had only bee
Prussia X Reader: Dis Day"Gillllllllbert!?"Prussia X Reader: Dis Day1 year 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
Abandoned (Pirate!France x Reader)Your thoughts as you paced back and forth along the burning sands of the island that startling morning were simple, repetitive ones, coming back again and again in your head in a rhythm as constant as the tide.Abandoned (Pirate!France x Reader)1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
Damn Kirkland. Idiot Kirkland! Why did I have to be the one swept away and stranded out here?! He didn’t come back for me. None of them did.
You buried your hands in your hair, grinding your teeth in a wild mixture of anger and irritation. In Heaven's name, why? Your captain had always trusted you and treated you as an equal, a friend. You knew it all well. There seemed to be absolutely no possible reason why he would have simply allowed you to drift away as if you suddenly meant nothing...
You recalled vividly the cold moment when you’d looked across at the wreckage of the glorious vessel you had come to call home, vast shadows cast upon it in the evening light. You remembered his brilliant and suddenly chilling green gaze across at you over the waters as he
England X Reader (Scotland Guest Star)"Ah, thank you for the nice lunch, love."England X Reader (Scotland Guest Star)1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
"You're welcome Arthur!" You kissed my cheek and walked out the dining room with the plates we ate off of. I watched with a dreamy look as you swayed your hips back an fourth, humming. I shook my head as I felt a blush creeping up on my cheeks
'Come on! You're a gentleman! Act like it!'
I soon decided to come into the kitchen and saw you washing the dishes. I crept up behind you and wrapped my arms around your waist, smelling your shampooed hair.
'God she's so wonderful, she always does nice things for me, she deserves something good...now what does she like...I'll make her something sweet! She loves sweets! Every time that bloody frog comes over he always bring sweets I can bloody cook just as good as him! Maybe even better! That's right old chap! Go Arthur! I'll make her something...but I have to think about it'
I speak to you
"What might you be doing today?"
"Oh I might go shopping wit
My Capital is This Big~BigBrother!Norway x Little!ReaderMy Capital is This Big~1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
Warning: Human names used.......and the rest ........I have no clue.......
It was just a regular day in the Nordic household. A loud puffin, a loud certain Dane, choking, invisible troll and the other usual. It was only seven in the morning, and everyone was already chatting at the dining table, except for young (Name).
“Hoy~!!! Norge!!! My capital is this big~!!!” The Dane emphasized the length by stretching his fingers out, with a gap over twelve inches long. All the other Nordics soon became disgusted with what the eldest brother said.
“A-ah, M-mathias. Your, um, capital can’t be that big....” Tino, being as sweet and ‘innocent’ as he was, pointed out with an embarrassed blush on his face. Berwald just nodded in agreement, his face hiding most, but not all, of his disgust. Iceland had to cover his whole face with Mr.Puffin to hide his bright red face. As for Lukas, he was alre
NetherlandsxReader - Stroopwafel Treat"____! I'm back!"NetherlandsxReader - Stroopwafel Treat1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
"Hey Tim," you called down the hall.
Your long-time Dutch boyfriend, Tim Morgens, responded with a grunt, and strode into your shared bedroom where you were lying on the bed, tapping on your laptop.
You jumped up and hugged him, then sat back down. "Don't grunt, it's gross and weird."
He gave you a one-armed hug back and ignored your command, instead saying, "I bought you something at the shops,"
You lit up. You adored presents. "Really? What?"
"Stroopwafelen." He said with a superior air.
"So, what are Stroopwafels?"
Tim plopped down on the bed. "Maybe I grunt becasue you don't let me get a word in edgeways? Anyway, it's Stroopwafelen. One Stroopwafel, many Strooopwafelen."
You straightened out the sheets that had been crumpled by his fall. "Yes, but what are they? How do you eat them?"
Tim gave you a mock-patronizing look. "My dear ____, one does not simply eat a Stroopwafel. One must savour it."
Punching him on the shoulder, you r
RomanoxReader You sighed as you walked through the park, which was covered in a fairly thick layer of snow. It was such a peaceful day. Snowy, but peaceful. You started daydreaming about random topics when you suddenly heard odd singing.RomanoxReader2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
"Buono tomato! Buono tomato! Buono, buono, ooh! Tomato!" a fairly deep and familiar voice sang out, but you couldn't see its owner. You turned the corner around some trees and saw a man sitting on a bench, eyes closed and singing the song. He had a peculiar curl sticking out from his auburn hair. Is that... You thought and smiled almost evilly, yes, it is. It's Lovino. There's no mistake.
His singing blocked out the sound of your footsteps, and his closed eyes prevented him from seeing you approached. You debated along the way whether or not you should pull his curl. But this wasn't the place for some like that. Your similar curl would be totally at his mercy as well. (yes, you have a curl, too! Alot of writers do
Abandoned (Pirate!France x Reader) Ch 2"Best wake up before long, chèrie. It's already late morning."Abandoned (Pirate!France x Reader) Ch 21 year ago in Scraps More Like This
Heavens, had that all just been some horrid nightmare? Is it still happening? Where am I? Where's the other swordsman? Wait... am I dead?
What a strange, rude awakening it was. Certainly not what you were used to. Coupled with the nightmare that had all night been painting its way over the canvas of your mind, you were irredeemably puzzled.
Such a nightmare hadn't assisted at all, either. You could vividly recall every moment of it, almost as if the entire thing had been lucid.
Bright, pinpoints of light pricking at your eyelids, you finally managed to ease one eye open in hope of not finding yourself dead, only to close the eye once more in response to the tidal wave of light flooding into your pupil.
Odd. Since when was it this bright below deck?
Speaking of that, why did everything suddenly feel so horribly unfamiliar?
Even in your still drowsy state, you managed to vaguel
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
America x Reader: World MeetingsYour name is (f/n) the personification of (country) and your currently arguing with your best friend about something pointless as alwaysAmerica x Reader: World Meetings1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
"What's the point of going to world meetings if we aren't going to solve anything?" You say.
"Come on (name)! It'll be boring without you there!" pleads Alfred.
"Come on, Eyebrows is just going to yell at me again for not bringing you!" he now moves in front of you "And besides its not like you have anything better to do!"
"How do you know i don't have any plans!"
"(name) I'm usually bad at noticing things, but even i know all your going to do is go on YouTube and use deviant art!"
"I'm not going!" you push past him
"You forced me to!"
" And what exactly did i forced you to-" You felt yourself rising in the air, your (e/c) orbs growing wide "Alfred this isn't funny put me down!" you yell, being carried bridal style
"Alfred i STRONGLY suggest you put me do
Waking up -Alois x Reader- oneshotYou woke up in a wide open field.Waking up -Alois x Reader- oneshot2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
"Where am I?" you thought while getting up and looking around you.
Behind you was a big forest and in front of you was a BIG villa.
"How did I get here?" you thought when it started to rain.
"Oh great." You said out loud.
"I guess I've got no other choice but to ask the people who live in that villa to give me shelter." You thought while you walked towards the house.
You walked up the stairs and searched for a door bell. Since you couldn't find one you decided to just knock.
Right after you knocked someone opened the door.
You saw a tall handsome butler whit glasses.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"Um, yeah. Could I take shelter for the rain here?" you asked.
"You can." He said and stepped aside so you could walk in.
It was BIG!! You were amazed by all the expensive looking things in the house and thought it would be a wise decision to stay away from them before you would break anything.
"This way please." The butler said.
You followed him to w
Forgotten (Norway x Reader)We fell in love a sole year before it began, and our country was sieged. We, dreamers of perfected aesthetics and foolery, fell in love only a year before our own demise, and the beginning of the Uprising.Forgotten (Norway x Reader)10 months ago in Scraps More Like This
I recall that year to have been of a strange sort. It was one of selfishness, and desire. It was one of an indisputable affection and want; one filled with frivolous nights spent beneath the redundant shields of blankets and quilts, and words exchanged whenever the rain fell. It was one of ignorance and lies; of forgotten, brewing hatred, and a glowing, undisciplined passion commonly exchanged.
I was a fool to fall in love, I understand. It was a detestable fault of mine to always be so hopelessly drawn to blind courage, and the deep eyes of a man I had once considered incapable of affection and tenderness beyond the imagination. I was drawn to the compassion, the lightness and delicacy of touches between two people without a care in the world aside from their own dreams.
Pirate!UKxReader RivalsRivals: Pirate!EnglandxReaderPirate!UKxReader Rivals2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Ah hitofude de mieru subarashii sekai
Nagagutsu de kanpai da HETALIA"
You kept singing the song Italy taught you as you got dressed in your usual wear made up of a pair of really cut up brown pants, A not-so-white-anymore short sleeved shirt, A black corset with accents that matched your (e/c) eyes, really dirty black boots, your black captains hat with a (e/c) feather sticking out, and of course your (e/c) pirate coat with gold trimming, silver buttons, and black lining. You didn't care if people knew you were a woman, if they tried anything you would kick their bass.
"Ve~ Captain (l/n) there's a ship in the distance!!! It looks like England's ship!!!" You heard Feli start mumbling something about sewing white flags together to make a barrier so maybe they wouldn't be able to see us.
"Feli!!! I told you not to call him England!!! He doesn't deserve to be a
WerewolfPrussiaXReader - You're WelcomeWerewolfPrussiaXReader - You're Welcome2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
"Here, (name), I need you to take this to your Grandmother," (Name)'s mum handed her a plastic bag filled with a few apples, cans of soup and medicine packets.
"Why, what's wrong?" (Name) asked.
Her mother turned to her, sighing. "Your Grandmother is sick, and she can't get out of bed to get her own groceries and such. I need you to take these to her. I would, but I have to leave for work now." She picked up her keys, and walked over to (Name). "Thanks, honey." She pecked her on the cheek and walked out the front door. (Name) wiped where her mother kissed her irritably. She felt bad about her Grandmother being sick, but she had other things to do. Homework and stuff. But she knew there would be hell to pay if she didn't do as she was told, so, with the plastic bag in one hand, she grabbed her mobile phone and walked out of the house.
Once she got outside, she started to debate which would be the best way to get to her Grandmothers house. Her Grandma lived on the other side of town, sep
Grell x Blind!Reader: I'll guide you-Grell's P.O.V.-Grell x Blind!Reader: I'll guide you1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
I walked toward the front door of the manor 'could this be the place' I checked the address the madam wrote down for me 'well there's only one way to find out' I reach up and knock on the door.
"Hello?" said a young woman. I observed her, she had blonde hair in high pigtails with brown eyes and was wearing her maid uniform, reminding me of the maid that brat has.
"Hello i'm here because-" i started to say before she grabbed my wrist
"Oh, you must be Grell Sutcliff!" she ecstatically, gripping my wrist "Here allow me to go introduce you to our mistress!"
She rushed in to the manor dragging me with her, rambling on and on about how great her mistress is and how i'll simply adore her.
We stopped in the garden
"Oh she doesn't around seem to be here... perhaps she's in her room!" She ran back to the house before spinning aroung and yelling for me to stay put
I sighed looking around. I sat down on the ground
"madam you could have
Underneath the Norwegian SkyWarning: Human name used. Also, if your hair is short, you could just imagine your hair down in this, since reader-chan has kinda long hair.Underneath the Norwegian Sky1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
Little!Norway x Little!Reader
It was perfect early morning in Norway. The sun had barely risen by the time, and no one wanted to wake up just yet. The animals were still in their nests or dens. Everyone was still asleep by the time, except for two.
“Lukas! Come on, I wanna see the fairies! Pleaaaase! You promised!” A six year old girl in a simple (f/c) sundress with her hair tied up into a high ponytail whined. She was trying to drag a blonde boy with midnight blue eyes in a pair of simple clothing away from the playground. The girl failed epically, but it made sense since the boy was four years older than her.
“(Name), if you act like that, you’ll probably scare them away,” Lukas said monotonously to the (h/c) haired girl.
The Long Journey (Highwayman!Scotland x Reader)Despite the strength of the glowing, steady fire, there was blatant coldness in the unpleasantly awkward atmosphere, not to mention the narrowed and continual stare directed toward the highwayman in the chill of that night. The sky was clouded, starless; it was reminiscent of the emptiness of the road and the fields that lay scattered around where the Scot had made his temporary camp, deep within the dense forest.The Long Journey (Highwayman!Scotland x Reader)1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
“I’m still finding it difficult to believe that you’re keeping me prisoner. But I suppose that I’m only ransom by now?”
Alistair intentionally said nothing in reply for many moments, instead trying very much in vain to prevent his lips from curling upwards in amusement at her words, and also from becoming visible on his face, as it would have been completely noticeable due to the bright firelight. In addition he kept his head low, knowing that even if the smile had not been clear it would have been obvious enough once she looked into his eyes.
Hetalia Host Club Chapter 1-England x ReaderHetalia Host Club Chapter 1-England x Reader1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
Chapter 1: Starting today, you are a Host!
It is your first day at your new school, Ouran high School. You are are second year in high school and you family had recently moved tot he area.You Dad is a successful business man and your family has lots of money so you applied to attend tot he school. In your Schedule you were put in technology has your elective but you had been playing violin for years. You are shy walking around the school when you stumble around a class room.It sat Music Room 3 on the label. You deiced this must be the place of the music room and walk in. This event will now change your life forever!
Chapter 1: Starting today, you are a Host!
You opened the music room door, it was full of richly dressed people all chattering merrily. A blonde voy with weird eyebrows stood out the most out of these elegant people. He at you as you walked into the door 'Hello there, how are you?" his voice was British lilt. you are shy to res
Always Be My Prince?little!Norway x little!ReaderAlways Be My Prince?1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
Warning: Human names are used. Also, their countries in this story....and it is optional to have a box of tissues next to you ‘cause I cried when I wrote this....a lot....for some reason that I will never know (hormones)
Be My Prince? Part 1
In a small, grassy meadow, a girl with (h/l), (h/c) hair and sparkling (e/c) was chasing butterflies, dressed only in a simple white dress. A boy dressed in a similar attire was watching the girl under a tall tree, his midnight blue eyes taking in every movement that she made. As the butterfly flew high in the air and away from sight, (Name) pouted from losing her only entertainment. She walked back to the boy, Lukas, and sat down with her arms and legs crossed and a frown on her face.
“(Name), what’s with the frown?” Lukas calmly asked, though his face never gave away any emotion. (Name)’s face turned to look at her friend, her eyes seeming to search his fa