hetalia x reader seven minutes in heavenit was a cold night in (country) You are sitting at home on the couch watching polar express. you almost had gotten to the middle of the movie when a loud ring had gotten your attention. It was your phone you went and answers it. "Hello" you said irritated into the phone.hetalia x reader seven minutes in heaven1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"hey (y/n) I was wondering if you could make it to my party" I said into the phone casually
"umm sure but who's gonna be there?" You said hoping your crush would be there
"oh! Well of you come it will be you, some of the other country's and I" I respond flatly. "Will (crush) be there?"You said blushing brightly
"yes of course. Now the party is tomorrow night bring a sleeping bag or blanket. And it's at my place" I responded with a teasing tone.
"no problem" you hung up blushing lightly. Throughout talking with dragon you failed to notice the movie ending and the credits scrolling on and on. You lazily stumbled upstairs to your room and began to pack. You wanted to pack now so you wouldn't forget in the mo
Texts from last nightMany a characters and pairings!Texts from last night4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Alfred stirred on his bed when he heard the phone beeping on the bedside table beside him. "Shut up." He muttered to it, pulling the pillow over his head as he turned away from it.
Beep-beep . Beep-beep.
Ugh, that was right. He'd set it to go off until he checked it after his boss had chewed him out over ignoring calls and texts to sleep. Pulling the pillow off his head, Alfred sat up and ran his fingers through his golden hair to try and tame it, as if he needed to be presentable to answer his phone. Picking up the beeping menace he tapped the screen, seeing the message symbol. Tapping it, he squinted at the blurry words. Ah, he was too tired for this Snatching up his glasses, he put them on.
Her bed looked like it had just hosted a water balloon fight. It was that good.
"What?" He muttered out loud, frowning. Greaaat. Just what he needed first thing in the morning. "Disgusting, Francis. I didn't need to " He paused, scro
Not The Desperate Type [Canada x Depressed!Reader]Not The Desperate Type [Canada x Depressed!Reader]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
[A/N: Contains underage alcohol use, slight mention of smoking cigarettes, cursing [[though I don't often warn for that]] and alcoholism caused by depression.]
I'm sleeping my way out of this one
With anyone who will lie down
I'll be stuck fixated on one star
When the world is crashing down
I stumbled from the room I was in, amidst booming bass and weak pleas for me to come back. Tonight was not about to end with me sleeping in any bed I could find, with anyone who would have me, as my nights usually did. The only thought in my head was of finding Matthew, my best friend, my angel, and the only one who didn’t know about my double life. My life was falling to pieces around me; my grades were failing, I rarely came home at night, most of my friends had distanced themselves from me because of my rapid downward spiral, and I began to lose weight because I barely ate, due to a lack of appetite.
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type