Too Little, Too Late. (AmericaXReader)You hated the fact that you were standing here. He had been your best friend since childhood, had seen you at your best and at your worst. From scraped knees to broken hearts, he had helped you though it all, it was almost inevitable that you would fall head over heels in love with the jovial, easygoing Alfred F. Jones.
But now you were being forced to watch him marry another woman.
You had to listen to him to him go on and on about her, as if the world itself revolved around her. You had to listen to every painstaking detail about how he proposed, and about how she said yes, and he never saw your pain or your heartbreak. Your best friend-the love of your life-was too absorbed in his own happiness to notice the pain he was putting you through.
You faithfully stood at his side, playing the part of the “best woman” because Alfred wouldn’t have anyone else at his side. We’re best friends, he had said, and I want you up there. So there you were, wearing a comical dr
Worthless (EnglandXReader)CAUTION: SWEARING, BULLYING, AND SUICIDE. MAY BE TRIGGERINGWorthless (EnglandXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A gentle creaking resounded through the air as a gentle breeze stirred the object dangling in front of the school entrance. The first of the teachers to arrive didn’t notice it at first, she was far too distracted with juggling her files of graded papers and laptop, but one glance upwards sent everything she was carrying tumbling to the ground. A loud scream pierced the serene silence of the early morning as she stared at the body dangling from the top of a flagpole.
The wind caught a piece of paper, carrying from the dead teenagers hand to the shocked woman below. Catching the note, the teacher scanned it before choking on a sob and took out her cell phone to call the police.
______ ______ was dead, and people needed to know.
You were getting ready for school, nothing new. You had a terrible feeling in the pit of your stomach that today was going to be horrible, so you broke out your power outfit. Je
Dense (AmericaxTomboy!Reader) "What's up, Al?" You asked as you saw your blonde-haired friend.Dense (AmericaxTomboy!Reader)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Dude, _______________, you wanna go to my totally awesome party this weekend?!" He yelled, his blue eyes sparkling more than usual.
"Hell yeah!" You reply, subconsciously grabbing the thin bra strap through your shirt and adjusting it. The action went unnoticed by Alfred, who continued to squirm.
"Hey, remember that time Artie got drunk as hell and almost made out with Francis? This is gonna be even crazier! I can't wait!"
"Yeah, sounds great! But I swear, if slip something into my stuff again, you will never be able to make a child, Alfred Jones." You added darkly, recalling the time he had somehow managed to slip estrogen supplements into your drink. You had no idea where or how he had gotten hold of them, but you had spent the whole of the next day doubled over on the toilet.
Alfred gulped, looking a bit scared as he replied, "N-no way, dude. I won't do it again, I a
Bully!America x Reader ~You ChangedBefore I get started, Let me just say this is my first Hetalia X Reader or anything X Reader thing! So bare with me and I hope you like it! BTW I read a fanfic and it's sorta based off of it. Enjoy! And thanks if you like it! C:Bully!America x Reader ~You Changed1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
If you need help and is new at this...:
(f/n)- First Name
(n/n)- Nick Name(If you don't have one, then just use your regular name)
(l/n)- Last Name
(f/c)- Fav. Color
(e/c)- Eye Color
(h/l)- Hair Length
(h/c)- Hair Color
There was a little boy, about 6, sobbing on the swings. A little girl, the same age, had approach the young boy, sitting on the swing next to him.
"Hi Alfred, what's wrong?" The girl asked the boy.
"The... the other kids... won't play with me... and are..calling me names!" He cried sniffling between spaces. The girl immediately took action and put her arm around his shoulders for comfort. "It's
Bully (Bully!AmericaXVictim!Reader)You stood behind stage, nervously adjusting the hem of your plaid mini skirt in anticipation for the school talent show. Briefly, you wondered if this was the right way to go, but then you remembered everything… all of those painful memories.Bully (Bully!AmericaXVictim!Reader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
”Hey fatso, got some diet cake for me?”
“How on earth did someone as stupid as you get into a school like this?”
Being locked in the lockers for hours on end.
You were sick of being a victim, and you knew countless others felt the same way. That’s why this was so important. You were leading a revolution within the walls of your school: the outcasts and the less-than-popular students were rising up against the cruel words and abuse that the most popular guy in school brought upon you.
You glanced over at Matthew, who was tuning his guitar. He glanced up and smiled. “We can do this,” he reassured. “This needs to be done, and you’re the best person t
Bully! America x Depressed! Reader - Never ForgetA/N: kinda sorta sad and involves self harming! no like? NO READ!Bully! America x Depressed! Reader - Never Forget2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Go to Hell!"
These were the constant insults that invaded your mind every day. You don't know why everyone picked on you. Perhaps they found it fun to see you in pain. The sadistic glow in their eyes when they push you to the ground was enough to know they didn't care.
"Hey loser! Watch where you're going!" sneered a girl with blonde hair. She shoved passed you and moved towards her group of friends. They all looked at you, whispered, and laughed.
You continued walking to history class and took your usually seat in the front row. As you begun flipping through your notes, you were flicked in the back of the head. You turned around to see Alfred Jones. Oh how you loathed him. He was the first person to start picking on you. He made everyone else too. His wheat blonde hair and bright blue eyes make you t
Bully! America x Depressed! Reader-Never Forget p2A/N: cussing, sad stuff dont like dont readBully! America x Depressed! Reader-Never Forget p22 years ago in Drama More Like This
The next week, Alfred dragged you from your home and back to school. But, not before helping you heal yourself.
A loud knock assulted your door.
"Good Morning _______! It's time to get up!"
You groaned. "Go home Jones!" you shouted back.
He laughed and kicked open your door and waltzed into your bedroom. He lift you up in his arms and kissed your forehead. "There is no time for that now ______! We have a big week planned before you go back to school!"
Your (e/c) snapped open. "What?! I'm not going back there!" you yelled thrashing in his arms. He was unaffected and continued.
"First and for most, I'm going to help you getting your eating habits back on track and but you some *bio oil for your scars."
You scowled and looked away. "Why are you doing this?"
Alfred smiled and kissed you softly. You watched his eyes flutter closed as he pressed his lips harder to your
Heart Break - America x Reader------------------------------Heart Break - America x Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's finally time to let go.
"Look Alfred. It's cool, really. Just...go to her, you love her more than me, right?"
A baffled look adorns the American's face. "B-babe? Wh-what are you talking about?"
"Don't call me that! And...and don't lie to me! I know that you are seeing someone behind my back right? I know that because I have always known that sooner or later, the guy I am going to date will have found someone much more important than that of the current girl he's dating"
I lifted my hands off of his warm and large ones and tried to put on a smile on my face. No, I shouldn't cry in front of him, but it hurts so much. It hurts to be feeling this way. It hurts that I am not his beloved anymore, but someone else. But then again, I've been expecting this in my relationship that I would be going to have so I am long been used to seeing e
America x Reader - I Promise"It's over." the sandy blond man said bluntly.America x Reader - I Promise2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"W-what?" you asked as tears begun to form in the corners of your big (e/c) eyes. You two were happily eating dinner at your apartment.
The American pushed up his glasses that had become askew. "I'm just not into you anymore," he rose from his chair and headed for the door. "to be honest, I never really was into you." and with those final heart crushing words, he left.
You and the American boy named Alfred have been dating for the past 2 years. Things have always gone so great! You loved him and he loved you. Or so you thought.
Now you sit in your chair. Too stunned to move or feel the hot tears running down your cheeks. What did you do? What happened to cause this?
Thousands of questions raced through your mind. You stood up and stumbled to your bedroom, flopped on the bed and cried your eyes out.
I closed _______'s door behind me and sank to the floor. I can't believe I actually broke up with her! Just because every
Popular!EnglandxBullied!Reader- Are You Happy NowPopular!EnglandxBullied!Reader- Are You Happy Now2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She stood out in the crowd, was a little too loud
But that's why we love her
She's not like other girls
She could have conquered the world
Until you broke her down.
You sat hunched in your desk, your (h/c) hair hanging in your face as you wrote on the white slip of paper your world history teacher, Mr. (Teacher's Name) had handed out to everyone in the room not ten minutes earlier. The class period was almost over, and yet you were one question away from finishing that nights homework. Smiling silently to yourself, you read over the next question that was written on the slip.
Who were the Ottomans? You read the question inside your head, putting the tip of your pencil to your mouth, squinting your eyes slightly. Smirking, you jotted down your answer on the line below it.
The Ottoman Empire lasted from 1299 to 1923 as one of the largest and longest-lasting empires in history. It's capital city was Constantinople (present-day Istanbul, Turkey
Stand In the Rain (EnglandXReader)You sprinted through the deserted streets, the ominous clouds promising rain matching your dark, unpredictable mood. Your sneakers pounded the pavement, the sound and the sensation overpowering any other thoughts that could cloud your mind. You felt like nothing could catch you, but as the saying goes, you can’t run away from your problems.Stand In the Rain (EnglandXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You paused in the middle of the road, panting heavily, hands on your knees. The first few drops of rain tainted the even tone of the asphalt, and slowly the memories came back to you, each one adding new weight to your soul.
Practically tearing into your jean pocket, you unwound your iPod and jammed the earbuds in, randomly selecting a song without really looking at the title. You just wanted to forget, to get away, anything. But the first hauntingly beautiful notes did anything but that. The rain fell faster.
She never slows down.
You never did. With everything that had happened, slowing down simply wasn’t an option anymore.
Jerk!AmericaxReader Oneshot Classroom Callouts...Jerk!AmericaxReader Oneshot Classroom Callouts...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jerk!AmericaxReader Oneshot Classroom Callouts...
Censor for language is already on. Please use your imagination if you'd like to use other words. Thank you!
Today sucked royally for you. First, you slept through your alarm so you were almost late to school. Next, another jerk from [second least favorite class] tripped you in the hallway. You also forgot your homework for third hour in your locker and your teacher wouldn't let you go get it. And now, you're just having a bad day. In a permanent bad mood until you get home.
And the worst part is that all your friends are just running away from you claiming "They know how you get when you're angry and they don't want to mess with it." It figures. You're a nice person. Life of the party when you go out(which isn't very often) and a sarcastic, crack up. Very funny person in short. But the one thing people can never see past to this "cool" side of you is the fact that you take school seri
Open Chair - Jealous!America X ReaderOpen Chair – Jealous!America X ReaderOpen Chair - Jealous!America X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
For the first time in the obnoxious boy’s history, America was the first to arrive at a meeting. Often he wandered in late or what he called “fashionably late”, though that was only an excuse which he had been using for over a century now. This excuse, however, did not settle well with most of the countries and frequently ended with Germany or England berating him for it.
He snickered to himself as he made his way through the empty room, imaging the awestricken faces of those two when they saw he had appeared before them. He could barely contain himself as he thought about the bragging that would surely ensue on his part and the disapproving grunts on theirs. He moved quickly to the end corner of the table, not wanting to waste any time, and took a seat in the second to last chair. In the end chair he placed a stack of newspapers that he had been carrying down with a smile. He leaned back and with a contended sigh plucked t
America x Reader: Haven't Had Enough---------------------------------------------------------------------------------America x Reader: Haven't Had Enough2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Testing, testing, I'm just suggesting,
You and I might not be the best thing,”
(3rd person P.O.V.)
Alfred F. Jones. He was your best friend from kindergarten, the quarterback on the football team, and all in all, the most popular guy at Hetalia High. Not to mention, he was your boyfriend of three months, up until recently, after the final football game of the season.
“Alfred… I’m not even sure you need hear this… but I want to break up.” You mutter under your breath the day after the game.
“Hey, babe… what? …(Name)?” Alfred starts his usual greeting as loud as usual, but as soon as he processes your words, his voice is hushed, like he didn’t see this coming. He reaches out to you, but before he can hold you back, you let out a sigh and hold back tea
Firsts (2p!AmericaXReader)Alfred F. Jones was five when he first got jealous. His best friend was being approached by a young Chinese boy and when he handed ______ a clumsily cut paper heart, he swore that if his eyes weren’t already red, they would be. _______ was his best friend, not that guy!Firsts (2p!AmericaXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She walked back over with a sweet smile on her childish face, which soon fell as she witnessed his scowl. “What’s wrong Al?” she asked, running over and skidding to a stop next to him. Alfred crossed his arms and sat down, and ______ followed.
“He shouldn’t have given you that card! You’re my best friend, not his!” At this point, he sounded more like a little toddler trying to get his favorite treat from a relative rather than a protective best friend. _____ giggled and elbowed him gently in the side.
“That’s okay silly! He was just being nice! You’ll always be my best friend!” Alfred couldn’t help it. He smiled back at his best friend, his an
Cheater!America x Reader: Ice HeartThose who are heartless were the ones who cared the most.Cheater!America x Reader: Ice Heart1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A tear dripping down your face, you sank to your knees. How many times has it been since he first cheated on you? You couldn't even keep track. But, you reasoned, this was the last time you would ever cry over him. Alfred's cheating had less effect on you each time it happened. You were almost tear-free this time.
'Oh, yeah,' You thought morbidly; he never called it cheating. He called it a mere game, made to keep the ladies entertained.
"Yeah, dude! The ladies love me! I am the hero~!" Well, he wasn't going to get his cake and eat it too, you chuckled.
He didn't know it, but you had known of his infidelity ever since you saw his shirt stained with lipstick, and when he had moaned a girl's name while he was asleep. Well then. You didn't care.
Your demeanor had changed drastically; and everyone, except for the dense country named America that was your ex- and didn't even realise you had broken up- noti
People Like You (2p!AmericaXReader)CAUTION: SWEARINGPeople Like You (2p!AmericaXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He met you in a seedy club in the red light district of whatever city he was in for that night (they all tended to look the same after a while). You were sitting on a bar stool, kicking your feet every once and awhile, and you looked completely out of place amongst the bimbos and the prostitutes that frequented this place. It would be hard to get into your pants. Too hard, most drunk, horny guys would say.
But Alfred F. Jones always liked a challenge.
He walked over, every other guy moving out of the way as soon as they saw him coming. They knew the alpha male when they saw him. Sliding onto the stool beside you, he glanced over at what you were drinking, and was surprised and slightly disgusted when he saw a glass of what looked like regular Coca-Cola in front of you.
“You even know what’s in that stuff, doll?” he said with a slight smirk, glancing condescendingly at the offending drink in front of you.
You scoffed, rolling your eyes an
Cheater!AmericaxEx!Reader: Bitter FinalitySummary:Cheater!AmericaxEx!Reader: Bitter Finality1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Show me how much I've messed up. Show me what I could've had," His eyes lowered with regret and shame as he tried to hold back tears. It wasn't working. "Show me how much I'm missing."
And when she said those three words, he sobbed.
He was broken. He was tired. But most of all, he was an idiot. A horrible, devastated, and guilty monster.
He could still remember how she had cried that day, how her heartbroken expression left him devastated, and how she had ran away, proclaiming that she would never love him again. He could remember how ragged his own voice sounded as he called after her, and how he immediately tried to chase after her, but she was already gone.
He was an idiot.
He punched the wall nearest him, not caring about the claims of protest his neighbors gave him. And then he just couldn't take it anymore, because earlier, (Name) had given him the most treasured memory he would ever have. Even t
Depressed!AmericaXxXxReader"Alfred, dude, get your life together." You said as you rolled eyes. You were at one of your best friend's - Alfred - house trying to cheer him up, but, as you can tell, you weren't doing a very good job. He sighed out for like the 20th time. What is wrong with your friend you ask? Well, he just found out that his girlfriend - [Some Girl You Don't Like] - not only cheated on him, she also didn't even like him to begin with! She was just using him to 1, make her ex-boyfriend jealous, and 2, for his popularity, if that doesn't suck, especially when she was the one to tell him. You tried to tell him, but did he listen? Nope, not at all. He even yelled at you, saying you were just like everyone else that tried to break them up. It's a wonder you're still with him now but you don't give up on friends like that. He was just confused, puppy love, if you must call it something.Depressed!AmericaXxXxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"[Name], dudette, I just want to be by myself right now." He said. He sighed again and laid down on his bed. You ro
AmericaxReader- Decision“Sorry no!” Lucy, a popular girl said flatly.AmericaxReader- Decision1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed as you watched her walk off with her friends. You hugged yourself and looked to a disappointed Alfred, to be honest, you had a crush on the energetic guy for a while now. You frowned and watched him have his own frown. You looked to the bag you had over your shoulder that had ballet stuff.
You didn't want to do ballet, you wanted to play on the drums, but your mother made the decision of you taking ballet classes. You hated it with a passion, it didn't help Lucy did the same thing as you. You sighed and twirled some hair with your fingers, you were wearing a (f/c) tank top, denim jacket and jeans along with (f/c) converse shoes. You sighed and then shook your head as you approached your American friend. Ballet lesson doesn't start until five and it was half four now. You sighed, you wished you could make your own decisions and not your mother.
“You ok Alfred?” You asked.
He looked at you and then grinned.
America x Reader: Almost GoneThey say it can take three seconds to fall in love with someone, but how long does it take to fall out of love?America x Reader: Almost Gone2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You had been by Alfred's side for years now, desperately clinging to the idea that one day he'd see you as more than just his best friend. After he had brutally rejected your confession in the seventh grade and then apologized that afternoon when he saw you crying on the bus, you two promised to be best friends forever.
But friendship wasn't enough, not anymore. You couldn't sit here and watch him with every girl under the sun but you, living it up like the world would end tomorrow.
You were the one who helped him with his hangovers, helped him keep up in class so he wouldn't be retained. You cooked for him and shopped with him.
In a classic story, the girl is in love with the guy for years, and the guy ends up falling for her too. They then kiss and become the best couple in the world.
This is not one of those stories.
Senior year. It was your last year of high school,
America x Emotionless!Reader: Never AgainAmerica x Emotionless!Reader: Never Again1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Don't. You. Dare."
"Alfred (Name) has a crush on you! She loved you for so long!" You felt your heart stop, your friends knew that you liked him and one of them just had to tell him. Alfred shot a confused look and started to realize what (Friend Name) meant.
"Eww I don't like her back she's ugly." You looked away after he said that, no you weren't crying. Since you thought that it would portray you as weak and emotional. Soon Alfred left to go back with his group. And your friends were smiling. While you thought of nothing.
It's been a few months since that happened, and after two years of liking him you got over him. Though he was still nice to you, thank god. But you thought he didn't find you appealing, so you didn't try to persuade him like some hopeless person. Sometimes he would tease you, or make fun of you but you didn't care. A lot of shit has happened to you before, making you seem emotionless and not caring. Sometimes you'd catch him looking at you and he'd pretend like he
Denial: England x Dead!ReaderDenial is a funny thing. It can twist up the past, crumple things up, and alter your perspective. Arthur did really see the other car coming towards him.Denial: England x Dead!Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He did hear your scream pierce his ears.
He did see you cover your bulging stomach quickly, a small attempt to protect his and your unborn child. Squinting your once beautiful (e/c) eyes in expectation, you braced for impact.
And he saw the bright crimson blood splatter wildly against the windshield before it shattered.
Arthur could see all the beer bottles left shattered around the car as well. As he saw that, he vomited, the retching inspiring gut wrenching pain in his side.
But Arthur couldn’t really register you how you got taken away.
He could see the sheet covering your face as he lay trapped in the car, woozy and bleeding profusely.
But somehow he could also see your face was bloodied and marred. He knew that both you and his baby were no longer alive.
Arthur couldn’t accept any of it, however. It was just so
Bully!America X Reader“Watch it, loser!”Bully!America X Reader10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“S-sorry.” You said quietly.
“Yeah you better be, bitch!”
You sighed and continued to walk down the school hallway. In the distance you could hear other students rolling their eyes and sneering in your direction. You were almost to your locker when you were suddenly shoved to the side so hard that you fell on the cold floor. You looked up and saw Gilbert pointing at you and laughing along with the other students who saw.
“Stupid frau! How dare you get in the way of the awesome me.” He said proudly before catching up with his friends.
You sighed as you lifted yourself up and finally made it to your locker. This was just like any other day. You were always being bullied by almost everyone while others were too scared to help, afraid that they would be the next victim. You hated this. You hated that you had to live like this every day. Gilbert was not the real threat. The one who started all your torture was “Mr. Her
Bully!America x Asthmatic!Depressed!Reader part 1You walked slowly through the hall, staying close to the lockers. Praying he wouldn’t notice you. You had forgotten your medication the previous night, and you were sure that the stress of his taunts would send you into an attack. You were very careful to be inconspicuous, and you almost succeeded in making it to your last class of the day without too much of an incident. But it was in the halls that the vultures swooped in to pick at the carcass of what once had been your self esteem. You truly wished Matthew had seventh with you. At least in a pair, you were a little safer, though they picked on both of you when separate.Bully!America x Asthmatic!Depressed!Reader part 11 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey scab!” you heard a voice shout. Alfred’s voice. You sighed and kept walking. He often called you things like scab, because of the fact that you hurt yourself. You didn’t cut, but you scratched and picked at imperfections in your skin, leaving little scabs and scars all over your arms and neck and sometimes your face. He also called