Tattoo Englandxreader"♪ Hey hey Daddy, could I have some rum?
Hey hey Mummy, hey hey mummy
It doesn't matter what I do, I never forget
The taste of pudding we had long ago in my head!
Draw a circle, that's the earth.
Draw a circle, that's the earth
Draw a circle, that's the...♪ Hey!" I whined, annoyed someone had pulled out my earphones.
"W-what are you listening to?!" demanded a familiar British voice. I smirked.
"Why, I'm listening to you, Artie." I responded coyly.
His face turned bright red. He's so easy to rile up! I thought.
"W-well knock it off!" he told me, clearly getting more flustered.
"Awww, but why?" I pouted.
"Because it's embarrassing! You of all people should know what it's like to have embarrassing stuff of you on YouTube."
Heheh... Why haven't I taken that stuff down? I shook my head.
"T-that's different! You're actually really good!"
Cue England's face reaching tomato red coloring.
"Y-you really think so?"
"Yeah man! You could be on like, X-factor or Britain's g
Prussia X Reader: Dis Day"Gillllllllbert!?"Prussia X Reader: Dis Day2 years 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
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Francis heaved a deep sigh of impatience, moving both hands against one another in a vain effort to drive back the unkindly cold of winter. Every warm breath escaped his lips as a cloud of drifting, fading smoke, soft against the black sheet of the sky, obscuring his vision.
He visibly flinched with every stifled crunch his shoes would create in the hardened, frozen ground, and at every snap of a twig beneath his weight as he continued almost wading his way through the depths of the freshly fallen snow, picking his feet over the mounds and observing them with a vague, knowing sort of stare. He despised bitter, sharp nights like this with no mistake, finding them to be almost detestable. Even the gentle accumulation of snow upon his head was irritating, unappreciated, as the cold would seep into what felt like his very skull, drawing shuddering breaths from lips gone pale from cold and discontent. To distract himself (if only
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"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
England X Reader (Scotland Guest Star)"Ah, thank you for the nice lunch, love."England X Reader (Scotland Guest Star)2 years 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
Undisclosed desires, ch. 1 (DenmarkXReader)Undisclosed desires, ch. 1 (DenmarkXReader)2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Hello there! This is my first reader insert story with +2 chapters, and in alert, I'm telling you I THINK the last chapter will be a lemon. But I'm waiting to start writing it: I want to see if this story has enough popularity. If not, forget what I said...
So, better start! Go and read, dear _______!
Undisclosed Desires, chapter I: Brief moments.
- Denmark’s P.O.V.
As I opened my eyes, the snowy light made way from the window of my bedroom. I sat up and caressed the bed’s sheets, still a little drowsy. What day was it? It took me some time to realize, about a couple of seconds. I had to be ready to go out soon: I turned my head towards the clock that Switzerland gave me, it was 7:13 am.
Today there was an important world meeting. A new country would be introduced to us.
My laziness and depression told me to just take a beer and stay in bed, but that the hell of a country would I be if I didn't attend to that meeting? And anyways, it would be rude
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)2 years 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.
NetherlandsxReader - Stroopwafel Treat"____! I'm back!"NetherlandsxReader - Stroopwafel Treat2 years 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
Love is weird chapter 2 CielxReader"May I have this dance?"Love is weird chapter 2 CielxReader3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
A man hold a hand out, waiting for you to accept it.
"But of course." You said while taking the man's hand.
You two walked to the dance floor and started to dance with each other.
You looked up to the boy to see what he looked like.
He had blue grayish hair and a eye patch.
"Ciel? When did you grow so big??" you asked.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Yesterday you were about one head smaller then me!" you said.
Ciel laughed and kissed your forehead.
"I guess someone's a bit drunk. That was about ten years ago. When you were still my servant.
But right now you are my wife and I am a grown up so it's only natural for me to have grown.
"Huh?" you thought. "What???"
"A they're going to start the opera program. Let's watch." Ciel said.
"Okay." You said, still confused.
You sat down on one of the many chair next to Ciel.
A female opera singer walked one the stage. The piano began to play and the singer opened her mouth. And out of her mouth came a beautiful.
Jack Frost x ReaderJack Frost x Reader; I can't think of a title.Jack Frost x Reader2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Just to be sure.
[i/b] Internet Browser.
[e/c] Eye color.
[f/c] Favorite color.
[2nd f/c] 2nd Favorite color.
[h/l] Hair length.
[h/c] Hair color.
It was noon; you had a lot of late work and things to do, so you begin typing your School Project. It was already dark by the time you were almost finished, and you started needing some kind of research; you got into [i/b], just to find out that you had no connection on your room. Carefully picking up your laptop, you walked to the living room. But all your care was in vain, the computer, which was already old, shut itself down; your [e/c] eyes widened as you started muttering. “No no no.. Oh hell no!” You cursed at the top of your lungs; it was the only thing you could do; all your work, everything, gone. “I’m done.” You said under your breath. “So fucking done!” Saying that out loud, you picked up your [f/c] scarf, puttin
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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
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
Happy Valentines, Jack Frost x Reader.Jack Frost x Reader; Be a snowflake and fall for meHappy Valentines, Jack Frost x Reader.2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
“What if she doesn’t want to go on a date with me? W-What if she likes someone else?” Your desperate winter friend asked. He really did sound worried, this girl he was talking about just now must be really special. With a sigh, you answer him calmly. “Look, man, I doubt there anyone on Earth that wouldn’t want to go on a date with you.” A smile crossed his face as he flew around you. “I mean, look at this precious face!” You said while pressing your hands against his cheeks. After letting his cheeks go, you giggle, saying. “How ‘bout that? You can practice with me! C’mon, ask me out on a date!” The utter shock on his face was too much to handle and you couldn’t help but laugh.
After quite a minute of messing around, you two actually got serious and begin a somewhat practice. “S-So, snowflake, w-would yo-” “Wait, wait
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Coward. Pitiless. Worthless. That's what people been saying behind your back. You were known to have anxiety disorder, panic disorders, and extreme paranoia, making you feel like your worthless. You first had your anxiety disorder at the age of 5, and the cause of it was that you couldn't find your way out of a forest that was so dark, it freaked you out. It was dark, cold, and it felt like an endless maze. You were pretty scared and anxious by the time you found your way out. Now your panic disorder and paranoia was another thing. You accidently walked into the wrong movie theatre and you saw a Japanese horror film that had a lot of blood and gore, and it scarred you for life, but you were 15, you shouldn't be scared, but you were unfortunately.Your parents were so furious at you for not telling them about your disorders, and the result was that kicked you out of your own home. That was pretty bad for y
Love is weird chapter 1 CielxReaderYou were wandering through the streets of London. Hungry, dirty and homeless.Love is weird chapter 1 CielxReader3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
A few weeks ago you got fired ones again and while searching for a new job you got thrown out of your house because you couldn't pay the rent anymore.
So here you are now. Hungry, dirty and homeless. And wearing the same plane gray dress with black shoes for days. You sighted and sat down on a bench in the park.
"That's a ugly sight." you heard someone saying. You turned you're head to see which extremely rich snob said that. But instead you saw a tall black haired butler in front of you.
"You don't look so well. Has something happened to you?" he asked.
You were surprised. There were almost a thousand homeless and dirty people in the streets of London. So why would he care about what happened to you?
"I got fired and thrown out of my house. Why do you care?" you asked.
" My master got a bit interested in you." he said.
"You're master?" you asked and looked past the tall butler.
The only person you saw was a
(GermanyxReaderxPrussia) Mosaic Voice (Chapt.5)(GermanyxReaderxPrussia) Mosaic Voice (Chapt.5)2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Chapter 4 –Resolve–
Germany x Bullied!
Depressed!Reader x Prussia
I ran out of the house, completely unaware of my actions. I love Ludwig! I wanted to scream out loud, for the world to hear. But I couldn't. Right now, all I wanted to do was run far away from Gilbert and stupid party. My vision was so blurred it took me a while my body was shivering from the bone-chilling drizzle of the rain. I couldn't help but cry from the pain of love... It slowly kills me and would hurt Gilbert too. Who knows what would happen to Ludwig? Love was scary.
The gray skies didn't stop crying, and I felt my skin create goose bumps as the rain came into contact with me. It was cold and I don't feel like running away from the sad, bitter rain.
I turned around to heat a soft voce call out my name, very kindly... Ludwig held an umbrella and nudged me to come closer.
Selfishly, I turn around and hide my tears that camouflaged in the rain. With a low, tremblin