It was a good day. Warm with a cool breeze and not very sunny so your clean white paper did not blind you. You set yourself up on a bench in a nearby park, preparing your pencils. You flip open your sketch book to another white page. As you look around for a subject to draw, your eyes catch sight of a young man. He had blonde hair tied in a ponytail. His bangs were parted in the middle with a single curl hanging down. A pair of dark sunglasses hung on the tip of his nose, purple eyes peering over them. A hockey stick, the end wrapped in barb wire, laid at his boots.
He sat at the edge of a fountain nearby, slouching, a lost and empty look across his face. You watched him curiously for a few moments before you quickly looked down at your page, your pencil moving across the white paper as if possessed.
You had a quick sketch and basic details of his body before you noticed him staring at you. Your breath catches in your throat as you watch him, wide eyed. He slowly gets up, reaching down
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Come to Canada they said.
It'll be an adventure they said.
It was an adventure alright. An adventure in snow vill.
Your best friend Alfred had suggested you go to Canada. Your parents had agreed that it was a good idea.
Had anyone asked you if you wanted to go?
Of course not.
They had said it would be a great chance for you to experience the rural wilderness. So then they decide the only way you could do this was to rent a log cabin.
In the middle of a frickin' forest.
Sometimes you really didn't get your parents.
Personally you would have rather stayed at home. In your room, on your laptop. You really weren't a nature person. Sure it was nice to take walks from time to time on footpaths next to the river. But live for two months in the middle of nowhere? Really not for you.
Actually it had surprised you that your parents had taken a suggestion from Al into consideration. They thought he was a no good hooligan a
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That hockey stick. The one wrapped in barbed wire . The one with blood stained bandages.
How you hated it.
But he loved it, he cherished it like it was his one and only love.
He wasn't home right now, probably off messing around at some club. He would come back drunk, smelling of cigarettes and cheap perfume. But not yet, not for a while.
But you were home and so was the stick.
You walked over to it and grabbed the handle. It was heavy, surprisingly heavy. The handle was worn smooth, but the rest was rough.
It looked like it would burn quite easily.
You entered the kitchen of your small apartment and grabbed a pack of matches.
Back into the living room.
You wrapped the hockey stick in newspaper and set it on the grate in the fireplace.
He would kill you for this. But that was okay, because in a way you would be victorious.
Flicking a match in you sat back, watching as it slowly turn to ash. He would be home soon
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Only a month and three days left in Canada. All that time with nothing to do.
You had already seen all the sights after the tall Canadian, Matthew had left. The two and a half days spent with him were probably the most interesting so far.
You missed Kuma, the wolf wasn't as scary as he had first appeared, more like a giant puppy then a large beast. And if you allowed yourself to think on the matter, you admitted that you also missed the Matthew. But you tried not to think about him.
Flopping down on your bed, you flipped open your phone. Time to bug Alfred.
"YO! This is Al."
"Hi _______. What's up?"
"YEAH! I've done everything interesting!" You heard him grumble something.
"So what am I supposed to do? Send you a puzzle?" His tone was whiny and uncaring.
'S.O.B' You though venomously 'It's your fault I'm here.'
"Can you give me Mattie's number?"
Oops, that slipped o
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You hated your job. Your boss was an ass, the work was sleep inducing and your colleges had the attention spans of goldfish. There was only one thing that got you through the day.
The thought that after work, you had a nice warm bath to look forward to. And your boyfriend, though after a long day of work, he was second to a relaxing bath.
"Maaaaaaaattie. I'm home." You trilled, kicking off your shoes and throwing your briefcase to the floor. It made a small thudding sound, nearly sending a lamp toppling over. You shuffled through the house, looking for your reclusive Canadian boyfriend.
He was nowhere to be found. Which was normal, he was always heading off to the woods. It wouldn't surprise you if he was part tree and part bear. Then again, he might be a decedent of the Yeti.
Giggling at the idea, you hurried into the bedroom. Grabbing your undergarments, you stripped, wrapping a towel around your body. You peeked into the living
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Your parents were against it. Your friends were against it. It felt like the whole world was against it. But you wanted, no, needed it.
And what was it? Simple.
You wanted a child. Someone who would rely on you. Someone who would think that you were the best person in the world, the smartest.
So you wouldn't be lonely anymore. So you could ignore the whispers of your family and friends. And you would be lying if you didn't say that you wanted someone to who you could trust.
So, you had gone through the legal procedures, then the medical ones. A month later you where pregnant. Pregnant and happy.
The clinic called and asked if you wanted to know who the father was. You refused, preferring to raise your child to believe that she/he only had a mother.
By the fifth month you were all alone. Your parents had abandoned you and your friends had left one by one. But that was alright, because you had the baby. It would ju
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You hated camping, you really did. The whole, "No civilization, no toilet and no warm house" thing didn't appeal to you. Nor did the whole "Copious amounts of bugs every where."
You weren't an outdoors person. But that didn't matter, your crazy family dragged you along anyway. To a crappy cabin in the middle of the woods. For Two months.
If you forced yourself to be optimistic, you would be glad that it was a house instead of a tent. You might have been happy that there was a bathroom. But you weren't, so you didn't.
"Awww, if you feel so grouchy, why don't you go for a walk?" Your mother piped up, opening one of the boxes that held kitchen items. You looked out the kitchen window, it was dusk, slowly going dark. What a wonderful idea.
Deciding to punish your parents, you left through the back door. All you had to do was become "Lost" for an hour or so, then saunter back home. That would teach them and freak th
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You sighed as your seven year old son hurtled into the kitchen, clutching his face. Again.
Alfred's tanned face was streaked with tears and a rather large bruise covered his forehead. His bottom lip was trembling and he glared at the floor, most likely was trying not cry.
"What happened Alfred?"
You knelt to his level, gently pulling his hand away from his face. His left cheek was swollen and a trickled of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
You stared, feeling your anger rise inside you.
Which dumb ass, son of a bitch had hit your child?
Alfred was breathing heavily, his nostrils flared slightly as he held back tears.
"Open your mouth Al."
He shook his head, trying to pull away. You pursed your lips and his shoulders slummed.
Slowly he opened his mouth slightly, wincing. A few tears slid down his cheek.
The inside of Alfred's mouth was a bloody mess.
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You knew that walking alone in the woods was dangerous. Walking alone in the woods was down right stupid. But you didn't care, you loved walking in the woods.
The fresh air and deep night sky spattered with stars was beautiful to witness. You also enjoyed the sounds of leaves and twigs crunching beneath your feet.
However tonight wasn't like the others, you could feel it, some sort of disturbance in the forest. The birds were silent, no owls called out, no mice squeaked.
Like there was a predator lurking in the shadows. Waiting and watching. Watching you.
You shivered and turned, looking behind, sure that something would be behind you. Nothing. But dark woods and an empty twisting path. No, not so empty.
Amid the dry leaves and gnarled branches lay something small and glittering. Walking over to it, you crouched, squinting in the dim light. It was a necklace, the dainty chain curled beneath a silver charm.
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You felt a hand trail gently down your back. Rubbing your eyes, you groggily shifted in bed.
"Go to sleep Feli." You muttered, pulling the blankets up to your chin. The person behind you sighed, his warm breath tickling your skin.
You had just drifted off the sleep when a flurry of movements snapped you out of your stupor. You husband was walking across the bedroom towards the bathroom door.
"Jesus Christ." You grumbled, pulling your pillow over your head.
It was just your luck to marry an insomniac. Seeing as you had the same problem, you were constantly waking each other up.
"I can't-a sleep." He grumbled, you snorted your head still covered by the pillow.
"You find-a that funny?" You weren't sure if it was amusement or anger that laced his words. His hands grabbed your sides, tickling them.
"Ah, ha please don't Feli!" You squealed, shoving his hands away. "I'm trying to sleep."
He gave you a tired smile,
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"Piss off Nikolai."
You glared over your book at the Russian man. He blinked his sleepy red eyes lazily from where he was sprawled on the floor.
You returned to your book, slightly on edge.
Something tickled your foot.
You glared over the top of your book. Nikolai gave you a lazy smirk, running the feather he held against your foot.
"Dude! Stop!" You pulled your feet away, tucking them under your rear.
The tall Russian man scowled slightly, tossing the feather to the side.
"All you ever do is read." He leaned back, his brown hair flopping over his eyes.
You tossed the book onto the floor. "And all you ever do is stare at me."
Nikolai smirked again. Your scowl deepened.
Nikolai was always staring at you.
Even when you were alone, you couldn't get the feeling of his eyes off you.
"He's, like, totally staring at you again." Felix stabbed his fork into a piece of lettuce.
"I know." Picking up your cup, you took
2p!CanadaxReader - Kidnapping(y/n) wondered if it was possible to quiet the class down before the teacher arrived. Kids left and right were yelling at each other, gossiping and laughing. As class president, (y/n) felt that it was her duty to keep things under control. And here now, about five minutes before the bell was supposed to ring, all the students were in complete chaos. Not good for the presidential record, in (y/n)'s opinion.2p!CanadaxReader - Kidnapping in General Fiction More Like This
(y/n) stood, rolling up the sleeves of her school uniform. She was definitely a girl who liked to make sure things were running properly, and if that meant yelling at the class at the top of her lungs, then so be it.
With the help of a friend, (y/n) climbed on top of her desk and stood, tall and proud. "Hey!" (y/n) shouted. All eyes turned toward her. A few kids whispered. Another giggled. (y/n) ignored that, however and continued. "You guys need to shut up! Class starts soon and we won't be able to get any work done if you keep being reckless!"
"That's kinda the point," A boy piped
2p!CanadaxReader - Kidnapping Part 2(y/n) stared out the car window. Buildings and trees blurred into basic colors as she and Mathew sped past the world. It felt endless, as if the grey road would go on and on forever, and (y/n) would be trapped with Mathew until then. Clouds rolled about in the November sky, and (y/n) wondered if it was going to rain. She was quiet in those first few moments, leaving her thoughts to herself. But (y/n) finally cracked, after a good ten solid minutes of driving.2p!CanadaxReader - Kidnapping Part 2 in General Fiction More Like This
"Where are we going?" (y/n) asked, turning to Mathew. She found that he had hung his sunglasses off the front of his shirt. Funny, (y/n) had known Mathew for so long and not known his eye color. They were blue-violet.
"I'm not telling you," Mathew said, not taking his eyes off the road. For a while (y/n) watched him, as his eyes focused on the street signals and signs. She saw his knuckles turn pale as they tightened around the steering wheel.
Wait was Mathew nervous?
(y/n) let a tiny smile creep across her lips as she c
Mochi!Italy BrothersxReader - Quite the Handful(y/n) heard a loud rustle from the kitchen of her small studio apartment. She was an extremely light sleeper, so the noise awakened her instantly. Wideeyed, she sat up, folding the sheets of her bed away from her bare legs as she scrambled for the light. She bit her lip as her knee crashed against the wooden bedside table, and pain bloomed through the sensitive nerve. A crash startled her, and she froze.Mochi!Italy BrothersxReader - Quite the Handful in General Fiction More Like This
"Who's there?" (y/n) called. Her thoughts flew to the worst scenarioa robber, serial killer, or even her mother. (y/n) quickly grabbed the tennis racket conveniently placed next to her bedroom doorway and slowly approached her kitchen. Her heart raced, and she heard the blood rush in her ears as she cautiously tip-toed closer.
In the darkness, (y/n) made out two small blobs. She was thoroughly confused for a moment, but then she came to a terrifying conclusion.
Swiftly, she sprinted into the kitchen to flick the light-switch up. What she found rummaging through her
SwedenxReader - UnderstandingSnow crunched softly under (y/n)'s boots as she hurried along the icy sidewalk. The freezing air turned her cheeks and nose a bright shade of pink as (y/n)'s scarf fluttered behind her. The street lights illuminated her path as the snow fall intensified. Snowflakes swirled around her body, in a flurry of wind and white. The night sky was overcast, and the world was silent. Only the thick sound of (y/n)'s steps could be heard, and even those were faint.SwedenxReader - Understanding in Romance More Like This
For a few seconds, (y/n) stopped to catch her breath. Her surroundings were familiar. She recognized the yellow house with the bare lawn, even when it was covered in snow. She recognized the red fire hydrant, and the young oak tree. (y/n) sighed, and picked up her pace again, wanting to hurry so that she could sit by a warm oven with a cup of coffee.
Finally, she reached her destination. The house that belonged to her boyfriend, Berwald, was neat and well-kept. (y/n) stepped up to the door, and opened it with the key she found under the
AmericaxChubby!Reader - Just a Memory(y/n) sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her shiny (y/h/c) hair was done up in a complex French twist, and her make-up was perfectly done. Smooth eyeliner drew attention (y/e/c)'s bright eyes and her nails were manicured. She was adorned in a dark violet strapless dress. Fabric fell to the floor and piled at her feet. Her curves were perfectly accented, and glittery earrings dangled from both her ears. But still she stood before the mirror, unsatisfied. She sucked in her stomach, trying to look tinier.AmericaxChubby!Reader - Just a Memory in General Fiction More Like This
A pair of arms wrapped around her waist, and a head rested on her shoulder.
"You look amazing, sweetheart," Alfred, (y/n)'s fiancée hummed into her ear. Alfred and (y/n) had been dating for well over three years, and he'd finally popped the question after they had both graduated college. Now, with a career, a house, and a soon-to-be-husband, (y/n)'s future was looking incredibly bright.
Alfred was a Texan at heart. He had a summery Southern drawl that made (y/
Art Trade with VentusFolium PrussiaxReader-SpiderThe ever-present sound of rain could be heard from ______'s bedroom. She didn't mind so much, however. Rain helped her think. And ______ had a lot to think about. Lazily, the girl sat up, and folded the blankets away from her legs. She stepped out onto the wooden floor, wincing when she found that it was cold. Quickly, she traveled to her small apartment kitchen, where she filled a tea kettle with water and set it on the stove. While waiting for the water to boil, ______ shivered. Under her eyes, dark circles were present, displaying her exhaustion for all to see. Her normally bright, alert eyes were duller, worn from days filled with stress and activity. _____ looked at the floor, observing her feet amongst the tiles of the kitchen floor. She sighed, blowing bangs from her face. The doorbell rang, causing _____ to jump. After regaining her composure, she went to go answer the door, not caring that she was still dressed in an old t-shirt and pajama sweats.Art Trade with VentusFolium PrussiaxReader-Spider in Romance More Like This
Red eyes greeted _____ upon o
Mochi!GermanyxHuman!Reader - Lonely(y/n) had always wanted a pet. Something to take care of. Something to provide a sort of companionship for a while. (y/n) had always thought she needed something to be responsible for, after all, she was a very loving and caring person. It had been a while since she moved into her comfortable apartment, and (y/n) was growing rather lonely. School and work filled most of her time, and (y/n) just wanted something to come home to and cheer her up, after long, difficult days. So naturally, (y/n) wanted a pet. She wanted something that was well-trained, obedient, and loyal. Dogs were much too large for her apartment landlord to allow, so she was required to get something small. (y/n) wasn't particularly fond of cats, so a no on that one. After scouring through many books and reading internet articles, (y/n) decided that a mochi was right for her.Mochi!GermanyxHuman!Reader - Lonely in General Fiction More Like This
Yes, the Japanese balls of white fluff came in many shapes and sizes. Each had their own personality. (y/n) could not find a
Punk!EnglandxNerd!Reader - A Punch to the Face(y/n) tapped her perfectly sharpened pencil on the page of her textbook. Her keen eyes skimmed over the page thoughtfully, thinking over ideas for the upcoming essay she needed to write. Words flowed through her mind as she took down a few, short notes inside her notepad. The girl had already figured what she was going to do for the important school paper, yet she found it helpful to write down whatever she was thinking. Yes, the essay was due a month from that date, but (y/n) liked being efficient. She had always been organized and studious. (y/n) was entirely focused on her education. After all, if she wanted to have a successful career, (y/n) needed to strive for academic excellence.Punk!EnglandxNerd!Reader - A Punch to the Face in Romance More Like This
As the bell rang, (y/n) quietly packed her things. She brushed a (y/h/c) strand of hair behind her ear and straightened her school uniform shirt. When she slung her messenger bag over her shoulder, someone from behind knocked (y/n) over. The messenger bag unturned, spilling its contents onto the floor.
RomanoxReader - Paycheck(y/n) flicked back her long, tied back hair as she examined the beautiful jade bracelet at the market stall. It was a lovely summer's day, and it was tradition for (y/n) to go out with her best friend, Feliciano to look at all the cool trinkets artists sold at the local Saturday market. The smell of the nearby ocean swept through the streets, and seagulls cawed from the shoreline. (y/n) couldn't imagine a better day.RomanoxReader - Paycheck in General Fiction More Like This
"(y/n)! (y/n)!" Feliciano called from a few stalls away. The young Italian was quite hyperactive. It was amazing that (y/n) had the patience to deal with him. Feliciano's family was directly from Italy, so the copper-haired boy possessed many strictly Italian traits. For example, Feliciano was prone to ingesting pasta at an unhealthy rate. He also was rather cowardly, in that anytime he and (y/n) were in some kind of trouble, he would plead for his life, claiming he had relatives living in the country of their attacker. This tactic proved to be quite useless. But Feliciano
FrancexReader - Hopeless Romantic(y/n) sighed as she pulled her long hair out of the messy bun she'd twisted it up into. Pens clattered to the floor, as she had been sticking them in her hair for safe-keeping. She casually set down her notebooks and files, dumping them onto her already cluttered desk. Mugs half-filled with stale coffee were shifted aside to make room for the access of supplies. Pink lipstick stained the rims of the coffee mugs, but (y/n) paid no attention to that. She was just glad to be home after an extremely long day of work. She groaned as she stretched her aching muscles, and she slipped into a pair of grey sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. Her boss, a stout man with a taste for hard alcohol, had given her even more paperwork to do.FrancexReader - Hopeless Romantic in General Fiction More Like This
(y/n) logged onto her computer. She checked her email, and was bombarded with questions from her colleagues, her mother, and even more work dealt out by her boss. The only thing moderately worth reading was an invitation to a wedding from one of her high school friends.
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You were sitting in a library trying to study for your midterm exams that were quickly approaching. There were only two problems. One your best friend kept obnoxiously crying over her newly found ex-boyfriend and she wouldn't leave you alone to study. No in fact she called every three seconds to cry about something that reminded her of her supposed true love or an old conversation that she had just found about him. All you wanted to do was study, but no your friend had to be a selfish ass. The second probably you had was that you were kind of getting creeped out by some guy who kept starring at you from the far end of the library. He had longish blonde hair that the bottom most part was pulled into a pony tail, he had on a pair of black sun glasses (even though it was like ten o'clock at night), and he had on a red shirt. It was starting to get creepy, but you needed to study.
After a few hours of trying to ignore the man who was constantly starring at you, you couldn't take
2P!EnglandXReader : Done in by the SweetPies, cakes, brownies, and sweets galore! You had always had a bit of a sweet tooth and the looks of the treats inside were too good to resist, although the shady area of the little goodie factory had you a bit suspicious. You had just somehow found yourself standing outside of it. The thought of turning around and leaving this place alone was a strong thought inside your mind, but you'd just goi ing for a little peek. What could it hurt?2P!EnglandXReader : Done in by the Sweet in Romance More Like This
You slowly opened the door to reveal a vacant and wondrous land containing sweets and goodies and all other types of yummy creations. "Well Hello poppet!" A cheery voice spoke from somewhere behind the counter, although you saw no one. "Oh, um hello." You said politely. "Is this your shop?" You asked as you walked over to the counter trying to find the owner of the voice. "Why yes it is, love!" The voice answered you, the owner still hidden. "So um what's your name?" You then ask as you moved closer. "I'm Kirkland, Arthur Kirkland!" A blond
GreeceXReader : Lost and FoundLost, hungry, scared, alone. Your poor little baby was out there all alone! How could you lose your precious little bundle of fur and claws? You were always so careful and made sure all the windows and doors were locked and closed before going to bed. How could that baby of yours of gotten out?GreeceXReader : Lost and Found in Romance More Like This
You sighed as you hung up the last poster you had in your hand. You had been out for almost all day now putting up posters. (Insert awesome cool cat name here), had run away at least three days ago and you had been out every day looking. Disappointed that you hadn't gotten a call from anyone you turned around and began walking home. "(cat's name), I hope I find you again." You mumble as you passed all the posters you had put up, staring into space completely distracted. You suddenly tripped over something that was in your way.
"Ow ." You muttered and sat up to see what tripped you. Sitting on the ground, his back against a building you saw a man asleep with longish brown hair. He slowly ope
GermanyXReader : Make a Man Out of YouYou had been a loyal solider for many years, training as hard as you could to protect yourself and your country. You were the best out of your assigned troop, only woman too I must add. You had always been quicker, stronger, and smarter than most of those around you. Everyone thought you'd be an amazing athlete, and you were but you were a little too violent at times and injured the other players. So with being a professional athlete was out of the question you figured, Hell lets join the army! So you joined and it ended up being an experience that you never would forget.GermanyXReader : Make a Man Out of You in Romance More Like This
Because of your training and hard work you were soon noticed by those higher up in place then you which soon ended in you being transferred to a troop on the front lines of the present war. You happily accepted this and you left immediately, hardly saying goodbye to any of the others from your previous troop. You weren't the most social person in the world to be honest.
Once you had arrived to your new troop you met a
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You sat on the beach just staring out into the water. You loved the beach; it was so peaceful and beautiful. You closed your eyes and smiled as you listened to sounds that drifted to you. Your parents were both artist and writers, and they usually had to drag you along on long trips up to their home in the middle of nowhere. They said it gave them inspiration. Well the only thing it gave you was boredom and loses of friends. At least you had the beach to look forward too, not that anyone ever came here.
You sighed and opened your eyes to continue starring into the blue water, but instead your (e/c) eyes met a pair of pretty blue ones. "Hello!" The boy said as he was just inches from your face. "Ahhh!" You shrieked after the initial shock had past. "Who are you?" You demanded and leaned back to get a look at the boy's face. He was very cute, and looked about your age. His eyes were a light blue color
AmericaXReader : One of the BoysYou took a deep breath as you prepared to walk through the door. "Here goes nothing." Was your last thought as pushed open the double doors to the High School .AmericaXReader : One of the Boys in Romance More Like This
All your life you were never described by the people around you as anything but tom boyish. And in all honesty, you were never really much of the typical girl. When your parents asked you if you wanted to be a ballerina you said no and told them you wanted to play guitar. When your mother wanted to go and get your nails done, you said no and ran outside to play baseball with your friends. Even when you were little you preferred to wrestle with your friends and play cowboys and Indians rather than sit around with Barbie dolls. All your friends were even guys, you got along better with them then you did with girls. But then there was, that one friend. Your best friend.
Alfred F. Jones had been your best friend since early childhood. He lived right at the end of the street and he had been ever since you first met. You t
CanadaXInsane!Reader : Together Till the EndYou had been lost for many years now. You could never remember how or why this was, you just knew you were lost and alone. You longed for companionship and longed to have a friend, but nothing ever came. Not even your own imagination could give you something that would end your sadness. You sat, lost and alone in this patted room of white and longed to have a friend. Longed to have someone.CanadaXInsane!Reader : Together Till the End in Romance More Like This
Some years later now, you were finally free of the white patted rooms and the plain halls and all of those doctors in pretty pretty white lab coats. Instead you were allowed to leave now, having being 'cured' and 'all better' now. You didn't know what they meant though, you were never sick. You were perfectly fine from the very beginning. Ignoring your questions and thoughts you returned to the place you once called your home before you were taken away to that place.
You finally arrived, a smile formed on your face. It looked just how you left it, to you. This house was where your love laid waiting
EnglandXReader Chapter 1 : Falling For You1856, you were born in a small village a day or two away from the large city of London. You had always dreamed of going to this wondrous city, having heard stories from your father about it. Your mother and father always promised that one day you would go, excitement would always fill your veins as you daydreamed about the city that was so far away. Sadly your parents could never take you to the city. In the village they had to work all day and every day to provide for the family, and you could never go with any of the other villagers when they made trips because you had to assist your parents in work and you had to focus on your schooling. Having a woman in school was still frowned upon during this time.EnglandXReader Chapter 1 : Falling For You in Romance More Like This
This morning you had awoken with a frown upon your face, working was not your strong suit and you hated it. No matter how hard you were worked your hands always stayed soft and no matter how long you stayed under the hot sun the skin on the rest of your body never dried like the other
EnglandXReader Falling For Him Chapter 1The sun slowly set as the people began to disperse. The orange andEnglandXReader Falling For Him Chapter 1 in Romance More Like This
purple hues began to take over the sky, signaling night's fast arrivals.
Today had been a hard and unforgettable day that would be remembered.
"England?" The green-eyed man tore his gaze from the newly placed grave,
he looked at the long haired and blue eyed Frenchman. "What?" He asked
him in a cracked voice, fresh tears still in his eyes. "Its time to go,
Mon Amour." He said with sympathy in his eyes. "Y-yeah. W-we can't stay
here f-forever." A broken apart bunny said, she didn't have the strength
to fly from all her crying so she had to sit on England's shoulders.
England looked one last time at the grave, he felt his heart shatter
more than it already was. "Fine." He said as he let his head drop, and
closed his eyes. France than led him away from the grave and out of the
cemetery. England felt the tears he fought so hard to keep down rise,
escaping little by little.
Later that night, as England tried to go to sleep w
AmericaXReader Dreaming of a White ChristmasThe fake snow covered the ground, all it was, was ice flakes blown out through a fan, but wasn't that all snow was? Ice flakes? So the fake snow was more like man made snow verses natural snow. Some times living in the south sucked. White Christmas was just a dream here. You know and sometimes wished that just once it would really snow, and not just the town's little Christmas Carnival man made snow. You decided that moping around wasn't going to do any good, so you walked toward the closest ride, the Ferris wheel. The line was pretty short since everyone else was on the funner, more exciting ride. Plus it was a small town. The only people you saw who were getting on the ride were couples and families. You tried to remember the last boyfriend you had, a year ago maybe. It was a normal relationship but you broke it off, you didn't really like him much more then a friend but he asked you out and you didn't want to say no. You really hadn't liked anyone in this down.AmericaXReader Dreaming of a White Christmas in Romance More Like This
When you finally reac
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7 Years Old.
"Come on mommy!! Can we go in? Please???" you begged your mom as you tugged on her shirtsleeve, motioning her to 'Tinker Toys Too!' toyshop. You have always loved getting toys like any other child did. You both were waiting outside the toyshop while your father went to go get the car. Your mother looked down at you and smiled.
"Alright ________, since you've been such a good girl, you can get one toy." She says as you squealed in delight and ran towards the door, swinging it open and ran inside, your mother following you. Your eyes widened as you stared at all the toys that were inside. There were dolls on one shelve, toy trains on another, model airplanes, and stuffed animals on the other shelves. Your big (e/c) eyes scanned all the toys that were there. You ran towards where the dolls were stared at the stuffed animals next to a boy there that looked your age.
You looked at the boy from the corner of your eye. He had blonde hair that went up to his shoulders
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After you finished eating your breakfast, you put the plate in the sink and then went upstairs to your room and grabbed your backpack. You walked back downstairs and stood infront of your door, turning your head towards the kitchen, saying, "I'm heading out!! Bye!!" You then turned your head back around, opened the door, and started walking towards your school.
"Well, here goes nothing _______..."
As you stepped out of the front door, the wind quickly blew in your hair, making you feel relived. You took a deep breath of air in and started walking to your school. A few birds flew over your head as you walked, making you instantly smile brightly. The sun shone over your (s/c) skin, warming you up. Your skirt blew in breeze and your shirt sleeves blew as well. You started humming the same song that played on your alarm clock and stopped when you got to a stoplight.
While waiting for the cars to go by, you took off your backpa
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You walked home from the party you were just at. It was your best friends golden birthday and you stayed there until 2 a.m.. Your friends wanted to walk you home but you told them that it was fine and that you were sure that nothing bad was going to happen. "Besides, I only live 7 blocks away, I'll be fine!!" You told them. You waved back to them and gave them a smile.
You were sure
The heels to your black shoes could be heard as you continued to walk on the sidewalk. Your short (f/c) dress blew in the wind and you held onto your purse tightly. You stopped when the stoplight turned red and waited for the cars to pass.
You suddenly felt breathing on you neck and froze. You turned around to see who it was but nobody was there. 'Ok that was weird' you though as the stoplight turned green and you crossed the street.
The streets were empty as you walked home. 'Strange there is usually people here even when its late like this ' you thought. You shock that thought ou
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You still haven't figured out how to write your story, and it was really getting on your nerve. You have thought about maybe changing the beginning but you didn't want to since you liked it do much. You thought that maybe she could wish on a star one night and the next morning this guy came and then changed her whole life, but you weren't that sure if you wanted to use it or not. You tried texting your friend Claudia again, but like that morning, she didn't respond. You sighed and laid your forehead onto your desk and stared at the ground, hoping to figure out what you wanted to do. Well, that wasn't the only thing that was bugging you. You were still upset how Mathias suddenly left and acted so strange when you told him that you invited Berwald along to play tennis with you both. You just didn't understand why he acted so strange. He never acted like that.
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You chased him.
That blonde English man.
The one who took you father.
"Where is he?!" You screamed to the British man infront of you. You have chased him for hours and finally found him at the edge of a park. "I'm not sure what you mean, love~" He said in a sarcastic tone. His emerald green eyes shined with lies and you could feel tears fall down your face.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about! Where is my father?!" you asked him again, feeling both your hands turn into fists. You have loved Arthur with your life but 2 months ago you broke up with him because you found out that he was a vampire. He felt hatred build up inside him and so he started kidnapping everyone that was close to you.
"Oh, well he is no longer with us~" he said and smirked a little. You felt your heart shatter. Your father was the last one who was close to you, and now he was dead. You felt more and more tears fall and you fell to the ground, weeping.
"Why Why would you do this Arthur?! He did not
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You shivered as you walked down the cold streets of your town. Gosh, you hated it when it was this cold. You understood that it would be cold today, but not in the negatives!!
You hugged your coat closer to you and sighed, looking at how your breath became visible in the cold, frosty air. You wished that you have brought your scarf with you, but almost being late for meeting with your friend Alfred, you have forgot to put it on. So there you were now, walking back from his house, in the freezing weather.
‘Why did I even go to his house anyways…?’
You flipped through the channels on your TV. Again, there was nothing interesting on, as usual. You sighed and leaned your head back and stared up at the ceiling. The background of the TV show seemed like it was all in a totally different language to you. You just wished that something interesting would happen and take you away from this boredom.
Suddenly, like god had
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You watched Allistor throw darts at the picture of France. You really didn't mind France when he wasn't acting like a pervert and when he wasn't flirting with girls, but for some reason Allistor wasn't very fond of him.
"That damn bastard " he said as he went up to the pictures and took the darts that stayed where France's head and eyes would be. He still had that same cigarette in his mouth for over 10 minutes and his auburn hair was all messed up.
"Hey Allistor?.." you said, sitting on a chair behind him. He turned around to face you and his green eyes showed the hate he had for France. "Yeah, what is it _________?" he asked. "How How come you dislike France so much?..."
You asked, putting your hands on your lap and began to fiddle with your thumbs. There was a long pause before he spoke again. "Because I just do." He turned back to the picture of France and continued to throw the darts at him.
"Oh " you said and looked down. Sometimes, you felt as if you could tell hi
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It was a Sunday morning, well afternoon. You were lying on your back on your bed. In one of your hands held your cellphone and in the other held a piece of paper. You were trying to write a story, since you wanted to be a famous book writer when you grew older. And since you were a sophomore, why not start trying to write your very first book now? You had begun writing your story with a young girl that lived alone in the attic of a bakery in a small town in England. The only problem to that story is that you couldn't think of anything else to continue writing the story. You texted your friend, Claudia, to see if she could help you figure out some ideas but she never replied to your text. You sighed and rolled over on your stomach and looked out your open window.
It was a clear day. The sun was shining, the breeze blew into your room, which you loved, and the birds were chirping ha
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"Aww come on _______!" Your friend Gilbert said. He had just asked you to come and play ping pong with him, Antonio, Francais, Alfred, and Arthur later that night. "I told you no " you said back, but really you wanted to go.
You just didn't because your crush, Antonio, is going to be there. You had a crush on him ever since the beginning of high school and since it was the last day of junior year they decided to go play ping pong at Gilbert's house.
"Please ______!! There will be snacks and everything!!" Gilbert said again, giving you a puppy eye look. Knowing that he wont give up, you sighed and said "Ok But I'm only staying for a little bit." "Oh really? Yes! I knew you couldn't resist my awesomeness!!" He said, giving a fist pump as you laughed to and continued saying "Come by my house by 6 'kay!" he said as he ran down the school hallway back to his house.
"But-" You tried to call to him but he was already gone and you sighed. You had no idea where he lived. 'I guess I'll
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Arthur stared at his phone, which kept on buzzing from text messages from Alfred. 'Man how annoying he is.' He thought. Alfred kept on asking if he would like to come with him to go to Mc Donald's and get hamburgers with him but Arthur kept on passing. He closed his phone and continued to stare out the window. "How did that bloody git like that garbage so much?.." Arthur said to himself, leaning against the window still watching someone.
He was too busy watching you from the student council room outside the window. Your (h/c) hair flowed in the wind and your (e/c) eyes shown with pure excitement. Your uniform blew in the wind and he blushed every time he heard you laugh and smile.
Arthur got sick of waiting. He was going to go up to you and tell you how he felt about you. Yeah, many girls in the school liked him and asked him out but he always refused because he wanted to wait for the perfect time to ask you.
He fixed his uniform and walked out of the room. He walked down the hallways
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A day goes by and as you are eating your breakfast as you make it in the kitchen, you hear a knock on the door. You wipe your hands off and hurry to the door, your cat following behind curiously.
You open the door to a delivery man. He parked his van, with the letters "Hetaloid Corp." on the side in your driveway. He held out a clipboard to you. "Hetaloid delivery, is this Ms.______'s home?" you nod a little in response. "Please sign here ma'am."
As you sign the sheet, the man goes to his van and sets up a ramp, unfolding a portable pulley. You watch as he unloads a large box, a smaller package placed on top, and carries it onto the doorway of your house as you sign the papers. You hand him the clipboard, eying your package as he bows a little.
"Thank you very much for your purchase, if you have any trouble please feel free to contact us." He walks down the steps and back into the van before pulling out and driving away.
You stand there on the porch, looking at the package. You were a
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"I don't have an extra room so you'll be staying in my room but you're sleeping on the floor!" You said, entering your room. It was a little plain for now but you were planning on decorating it soon enough. "Got it?" You turn, a stern look on your face but your eyes quickly widen as you notice no one behind you. "H-hey! America- I mean- Canada!" You called out, looking around.
"I'm right here..." A soft voice said from beside you. You jump as you notice the timid blonde next to you, still clinging to the plush bear.
"O-oh..." You blush a deep red before growling in embarrassment. "W-well, don't just disappear all of a sudden!" You said, turning away from him.
"S-sorry..." Canada whimpers, hiding his face behind the bear a little, only his pitiful blue eyes peering shyly at you.
You felt a little guilty but slightly glared at him, embarrassed. "W-whatever, I wonder if it's natural to not notice you."
Canada looked a little hurt but nodded, smiling weakly. "It is, and I'm kinda used to i
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'Deep breaths, ______, it's only the first day... If today doesn't go well, there's always the next... And the next.... And the- I can't do it.' You thought, your heart beating out of your chest as you clasped your hands together. You can feel your palms getting hot and sweaty as you took your first steps towards the intimidating High school building. Other students were passing you by like a blur as you slowly entered the building.
You were already feeling down and first day as a freshman in Highschool was not helping. The events that occurred this morning played back through your head. Your brother was getting ready for school and as you both were about to walk through the door he glanced over at you, a smirk crossing his lips.
He forced a somewhat venomous tone and says, "Woah, _____! Are you sure you can fit through the door?"
You looked down at you body and grimaced back up at him. "I am not that fat!"
He scoffs and walks out the door first, adding over his shoulder, "Almost as mu
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"Oh my gosh, look at her."
"Whoa, is that even possible?"
You lower your head a little as the people around stared at you. It was fairly common, ever since you've "matured" however that never made dealing with the unwanted attention easier. You wished you could do something about the attention but you knew that there was really nothing you could. Everyone's reaction was fairly understandable and the only way you could possibly make it stop was probably having surgery on your bust.
You had an "above average" chest and by above average, it normally means you actually need custom made bras because most stores did not carry your size. This frustrated you when you had to shop for new underwear because you either had to shop at a "large size" store or order online.
Not to mention most clothing does not fit you due to your body not matching what was common in their demographic. You could go to a plus size shop, the blouse would fit your bust but the rest would make your body look like
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You sat on the couch next to the Canada Hetaloid, skimming through the manual. Your cat hopped onto the man's lap and purred, rubbing its little head against his chest. He giggles a little and gently pets the small feline.
You watch him for a moment. You couldn't help but smile at how gentle this Hetaloid was. Canada glances over at you timidly but his eyes widen as he notices you smiling. You instantly blush and look back towards the manual, frowning. You kept glancing to the Hetaloid. He shyly yet happily smiles and looks back to the cat.
You continued to read the manual, getting an idea about how Canada is like. 'Hm, need to stock up on more pancake mix and maple syrup.' You thought, reaching over to pet your cat. Your hand brushes against Canada's and you quickly retract it, blushing much more.
"Oh, sorry." Canada said, meekly smiling at you. That heartwarming smile makes your face heat up much more and you jump up abruptly, shocking the poor Hetaloid.
"I'm going to the restroom."
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"You're not really going to make me clean my room are you?" You grumbled as you entered you room. You turn and sit on your bed, folding your arms over your chest.
"Just a quick tidying up, that's all. It's not too bad right now, I guess..." He glances around the room and starts to pick some things up from the floor.
You jump up and slap a few things from his hands. "Hey!" You barked, placing your hands on your waist. "Don't touch my stuff! You'll put them in weird places or something!"
England scoffs and stands up straight, glaring into your (e/c) eyes with his emerald ones. "That was uncalled for! I was just trying to help!"
"I didn't ask for your-!" You were interrupted by the ringing of your cell phone. "Oh, hang on." You answer the phone, tone changing into a cheerful one. "Hello?"
England grumbles and sits on your bed, folding his arms over his chest, glancing it around the room. He notices a few picture on your nightstand and picks them up to get a better look at them. One pictur
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You were looking looking up some classes you would like to take when you get back to school when a commotion erupted from outside. You get off your bed and quickly reach the window, peering out.
Your father and an unknown man was huddled around a box, trying to get it opened. You watched curiously as it finally opened, out coming a very angry brunette Hetaloid, one which you recognized from your "research" as South Italy or Romano.
There seemed to be some exchange of words and eventually Romano quickly scurried away from your father, obviously intimidated by him. You found this a little funny, knowing the more gentle side of your dad.
The pitiful Hetaloid walked over to your neighbor's house and plops himself down on the porch, obviously not happy. You move away from the window to go investigate this Hetaloid but you quickly move back to the window, face glued to the glass. You hot breath fogs the glass as your mother's car pull into the driveway.
"Damnit, I can't see." You grumbled, l
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"-and so I got her an America Hetaloid." One of your friends said over lunch at a cafe. You were quietly munching on your food, barely listening to your friend as she goes on about something to do with her other friends. She barely touched her food as she just continued about her friend that recently got an America Hetaloid, so you decided that means her food is up for grabs.
You quickly reach over and stab one of her chicken pieces. "Hey!" She protested but didn't stop you as you quickly put ate it.
"What, you were too slow." You stated, continuing to eat your own food.
You friend mumbles, now starting to eat her food. You both finish your lunch and your friend heads to her part time job, leaving you to head back home yourself. You thought about what your friend was discussing. You weren't exactly the most honest person when around others and having an America Hetaloid might help you be more honest with not only other but with yourself since you had a habit of being seen as mean or co
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You sat in your room, (color) laptop on your (color) bedsheets in front of you. You sat criss-cross on your bed and lazily stared out your window. You noticed a car pull up to your neighbor's house. You've seen that car before. It would come drop your neighbor off but always leave. Now that you think about it, you may have heard she was a popular model. She definitely looked that part.
You can hear your parents downstairs, obviously preparing something. You took a guess and believed that they had picked a Hetaloid and were setting a place up for the newcomer.
You were interested in who that had gotten you. You were up-to-date with this huge rage. Hetaloids were based on a Japanese cartoon, known as anime, about countries in human forms or Gijinkas of Countries. This show was called Hetalia. You checked it out when your parents started bugging you about getting you these popular androids and you have to say, you got hooked. A very good anime and very entertaining.
You heard t
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"Just a few more takes and we're done for today." Your manager said, skimming through your schedule as you stood on set, getting your hair and make-up fixed. The advertising required fans so your (h/c) hair constantly blew out of place.
"Good. I think Romano comes in today." You said, closing your eyes as the make-up artist touches up your lashes. You smile a little. "I'm excited."
You manager places a hand on her hips, lowering her clip board. "Are you sure your ready? It's like having a child or a pet. Lots of responsibility."
You were a little annoyed from her lack of faith but forced yourself to giggle, your angelic mask unfaltering. "I am. Thank you for your concern."
"Miss _____! We're ready to start again!" The director called out from behind the cameras.
"OK!" You replied, preparing yourself. Your manager and the artists leave the set to you. You close your eyes as the Director started the count down. Once he reached the pause for 1, your eyes open and you give the
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You chuckled as Alfred made a fool out of himself, yet again. He really was an idiot sometimes, but one of your best friends none the less. There was a growling sound behind you that sent shivers down your spine. Then Arthur pulled up beside you with an amazing smelling pink frosted cupcake.
"Would you like it?" He asked, his smile a little sadistic.
You laughed nervously and pushed the cupcake away. "No thanks, I, uh, don't want to get a cavity. Too many of your delicious sweets can do that, you know," you gave a nervous smile.
With a sneer, the personification of England put away the treat. He turned to Alfred, the personification of America. "Come on Al, let's go home."
"No way!" Sneer Alfred, glaring at him, "You'll just try to feed me more of those poisonous cupcakes! I'm gonna hang out with __." He sent a seductive grin your way.
The pink haired nation growled again. "We are going home and you will eat my cupcakes!" He snapped, getting a death grip on the red eyed
PrussiaXVampire!Reader"I don't need you!" Prussia yelled. He tossed his bottle of beer at the bar's window, successfully breaking it. Then, took off into a sprint before the owner could catch him. After the albino had run a few blocks, he stopped, bending over with his hands on his knees to get a breath. "Damn, it's hot."PrussiaXVampire!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
After the forgotten country had regained some of his energy, he continued on his way back home. "West will kill me when he hears about breaking the window," Prussia muttered. He cut through an ally way, in hopes of getting out of the heat.
The country jumped at the sound.
"Who's there!" Prussia yelled. "I'm warning you, I'm stronger than I look!"
Out of the shadows stepped a woman. "Hot," she whispered. "It is hot."
"What?" Prussia took a step back. The woman was pale and had even redder eyes than his own. "What do you want woman?"
Cautiously, the woman took a stride forward, coming to stand in front of the albino country. She reached out, caressing his check. "Cool," she breathed
Meet His Opposite (Part 2)Lutz didn't know what had happened, but he was sure he was about to kick that damned Englishman's arse.Meet His Opposite (Part 2) in General Fiction More Like This
"Oh my," Oliver laughed, "seems as if something went wrong with my magic."
"Obviously," James groaned. "That's what you get old man."
"WhereWhere am I?" A small Italian voice piped up, drawing all attention to him. He looked like Northern Italy, but was no way the Alessandro they knew. Alesandro's hair was a few shades darker with red eyes instead of this boy's bright gold. Also, the uniform was bright blue instead of brown. "What's going on?" His watery eyes wondered across the group of people until they landed on Lutz. "Germany?"
The German had no idea how to respond. Could this weak, frail-looking nation really be the first player Northern Italy? It seemed impossible. These two were just too opposite. Lutz found that he couldn't answer.
"Ciao." A blonde, sunglasses wearing Italian stepped forward.
Seeing the blonde only seemed to confuse the 1P even more. "Fratello?" He whis
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You nervously ringed your hands together as the young males eyes bored through your head.
Your ringed as his stare grew sharper. His dark violet eyes narrowed in concentration. He was just simply looking into the back of your head, his eyes hidden by his dark shades, his hands clenched into fists, unknowingly shaking.
You gulped, your body shaking so badly that the sketchpad you had in your hands shook wildly.
The Scariest guy in school, Matt Williams, brother to the school's bully, Al Jones, has taken an interest in you. ((How they were brothers was beyond you. Matt was Canadian while Al was American))
And the Canadian was staring death holes through the back of your head in art class. You tried to draw a smooth straight line but you were so shaken that it scribbled in a messy line. You winced suddenly as his chair scraped loudly across the floor, causing a loud horrifying screeching sound.
Everyone in the class tensed up as Matt slowly began walking towards your sit, his heavy boot c
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You stared at the brightly colored 2 story house in front of you. You felt your eye twitch at the electric blue outside painting of the house with light pink shutters.
'What has Arthur done to his place?! I thought he was more into dark calm colors like dark green or something?' You thought clenching your eyes together, the bright colors hurting your eyes.
You slowly walked up to the pink door (What's up with all the pink?!) Once you reached the door, you slowly raised your fist and knocked.
You jumped when the door slammed open as your knuckles brushed the door. You squeaked in surprise when lithe arms wrapped around your waist tightly.
"______, love!" A voice, that sounded like Arthur, yet not, shouted out as he twirled you around, pulling you into his living room, which disgustingly was the color of the most brightest pink you have ever seen.
"A-Arthur! Put me down!" You squeaked out. 'Since when has Arthur been this strong?!' I mean sure he was strong before
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Sorry if it seems too short .I'm still hurting from the fact that the dentist took one of my teeth out!! DX So glad that it's still numb.
You sighed happily as you continued on your way to Lovi and Feli's house. You blushed softly at the thought of the two brothers. You had to admit....you might've, maybe, possibly have a crush on them yup on both of them.
You couldn't help yourself, they were just too cute for their own good.
You giggled softly as Italy's cute oblivious face and Romano's blushing face cross your mind.
Yup, it was official.
You were completely and hopelessly in love with the Italian brothers.
You finally reached their light green house and went to knock on their door but that's when you noticed something rather strange.
Their door, which was always and I mean ALWAYS closed, was now slightly ajar.
'That's strange Feli always makes sure to close the door, in case of burglars. And then Romano checks if he actually closed the door.' You thought to yo
CanadaXReader"Maatttthhhhheeeeewwwwwwww~" You whined, a pout on your (s/c) face.CanadaXReader in Romance More Like This
"Y-yes _-_____?" The young blond male who represented the country of Canada, who always seemed to be forgotten, asked you timidly.
"U-uhh....I-I'm s-sorry?" He asked.
You suddenly grinned widely, scaring the poor Canadian.
You started nearing him slowly, looking like a predator after it's prey.
Matthew gulped loudly as you came nearer.
But he wasn't expecting you to jump on him, landing on the soft carpet, with your lips on his.
Ahhh....It's good to Canadian~
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Tears pricked your (e/c) eyes as your so called 'friends' began to taunt you, calling you 'cow', 'fatty', 'ugly'.
Their words hurt.....but they were true.
You were never the prettiest, with normal (h/c) hair and dull (e/c) eyes, that used to be full of life when you were little but since then have burned out.
You were never the most outgoing one. You tend to stay in the shadows and almost to never talk. When you did talk, it came out in a soft insecure whisper. Nobody ever noticed you. Except for the ones who thought were your friends.
You also weren't the most athletic nor fittest person ever. You were actually quite chubby unlike your family and siblings. Both you mom and dad go to the gym every other day while your sister was on the track team in your high school. While they were fit and healthy, you struggled to do 10 curl-ups.
It really didn't bother your family because you were overweight, instead they were quite und
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You sighed sadly as you stared into your full length mirror in your room. You softly grabbed on to your stomach, squeezing the fat here and there as tears began to roll down your soft (s/c) face.
You sobbed as those words ran through your head, the taunting, the teasing, the cruelty, that your classmates showed you. Each word, each insult cut even deeper through your heart.
'Why can't they just understand?! This is who I am!'
But you knew that no matter what, they'll always continue to torture you.
Your head snapped up when you heard your mother shout out, "______, sweetie! Can you come down? Your father, (sisters name) and I have a special surprise for you!"
You hastily wiped your tears away and cleared your throat. "C-coming Mom!" You tried to yell out, but even then it came out in a soft yet hoarse whisper.
You opened you door to your room and calmly went downstairs to the living room where your parents and sister were sitting on the l
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You groaned softly as your (e/c) color eyes fluttered open, clashing upon with your families matching eyes.
"M-mom, dad, (sister's name)...w-what happened-?!" You were cut short when you came across soft purple eyes, staring straight at you, filled with anxiety, guilt, and worry but averted its gaze with a flinch when you stared into his.
"U-u-uhhhhh....." You couldn't speak for a moment, until everything came crashing in. The cruel words, going to your room and crying your eyes out and then coming downstairs only for your parents and sister to surprise you with a Hetaloid......
You've got yourself a Hetaloid.....a Canaloid to be exact.
Before you could faint again, your mother quickly grabbed you by the shoulders to hold you steady. "Now ______, I know this might be a shock to you but please no more fainting, sweetie."
You nodded your head, a bit dazed but still intact.
Your sister smirked at you and nudged
:Request: CanadaXReader- Piggy Back Ride:Request: CanadaXReader- Piggy Back Ride in Romance More Like This
You narrowed you eyes at the soft-spoken Canadian.
He had absolutely had no idea what was about to happen.
You grinned deviously as you began to slowly walk towards the unaware man, who was to busy flipping pancakes on the stove.
You launched yourself onto his back, causing him to let out a quiet yelp ((that you hardly even heard if it wasn't for the fact that you were on his back)).
"_-_____!! W-what are you d-doing?!" He ((softly)) shouted out at you, clutching your hands to his chest.
"Hehe," You giggled softly. "Mattie~ I want a piggyback ride!!" You shouted out excitedly, scaring poor Matthew.
"B-but _____-!" He began but was interrupted by your's truly.
"M-mattie! Pweez!!" You gave him your specialty.
Your cute and absolutely adorable:
Puppy Dog Eyes
And you know that he can't resist your puppy dog eyes.
He tried to resist but like every other time.....it got to him. He slowly nodded and cringed when you squealed.
You let go of him and waited for him
:Request: Candy loverYou huffed angrily as the annoying puffin ((once again)) chewed on your (h/l) (h/c) hair.:Request: Candy lover in Romance More Like This
And your boyfriend didn't even do anything about it!
You glared daggers into his beautiful purple eyes, which stayed unfazed no matter how much or how long you glared at him.
All he did was sit there, his face stoic, munching on a piece of licorice. ((Which he practically begged you to buy him some))
Oh how it annoyed you that it seems like he cared more about candy that his own girlfriend.
Ugh! Candy lover....
But, it seemed like he's been ignoring you lately though, always leaving you alone with that annoying puffin.
You slowly lowered your (e/c) eyes, Iceland almost instantly, as if reading your mind, caught on to the mood.
'What if he doesn't love me anymore? What if his candy is better and more interesting that spending time with me? What if....he's tired of me?' Your eyes watered a bit,
BigBrother!DracoXReaderXBlaise : PrologueBigBrother!DracoXReaderXBlaise : Prologue in General Fiction More Like This
Have you ever felt.... like you didn't belong?
Like your whole life has been a lie?
Well you have...
You didn't feel the connection between your family...
All you felt was loneliness....remorse...hatred.... nothingness...
You've always known that they weren't truly your family..
You didn't look anything like them at all...
They had dark hair and dark eyes while you had blond hair and grey eyes that dulled with every passing second..
They knew nothing about magic...while you went to a magical school, Hogwarts...
They were happy and outgoing..while you stayed in the dark and stayed quiet. You read you books while your siblings hanged out with their friends....and not once did they think to invite you...
So much for a family...
You wished you knew your real parents....maybe even your real siblings...
But all you had now was your books, your sister like figure Hermione Granger....and magic..
No One's POV
But all of that was going about to change.. when you go over to t
Artist!CanadaxReader: His MuseArtist!CanadaxReader: His Muse in Romance More Like This
"_-______________, no," said your friend Matthew.
"Come on Mattie," you said giggling. "It can't be that bad."
He shook his head, "I-It isn't done yet."
You and Matt had been friends for many years. He was your adorable, shy, lovable Canadian. He was a fantastic artist; most of what he drew in high school had already been admitted into art galleries. And he was so easy to tease.
"Come on Mattie, please," you pouted, "please give me a sneak peek!"
"N-no," he said his face turning slightly red.
You laughed at the thought of a great prank to play, "Ohhhh Mattie~. Did you draw a dirty picture of me?"
His face got redder. "I-I-I "
"Taking after Francis now I see," you said turning away and crossing your arms in a teasing manner.
"_-_________ I'm not-."
"I see how it is," you said, "Francis has taken over your mind and turned you into a PERVERT!" You said tackling him and sitting on the young Canadian's back.
"_-_________, I-I-I didn't-."
"Geeze Mattie I was just kidding," you said gett
2p!CanadaxReader: Secret Admirer2p!CanadaxReader: Secret Admirer in Romance More Like This
Meet me at the corner café on Third Street at five o’clock.
- Your Secret Admirer
You stared, slightly scared, at your latest love letter from your secret admirer. You had been getting these for weeks, ever since your vacation to Niagara Falls. Opening a drawer your put the letter with the others; some of the letters had poetry, some were really romantic, and some just plain crept you out. One letter you swore had some blood on it.
“___________, I’m going out with Roderich I’ll see you later!” Eliza shouted on her way out the door. You gulped, you were alone tonight and some creepy stalker was expecting you to meet him at the café.
You looked at the drawer of creepy love letters and said, “Well I’m not an idiot.” With that you settled down on the sofa to watch TV.
About an hour later there was a knock at the door, “Hmm, must be the pizza.” You said reaching for your purse and grabbing th
2p!CanadaxReader: Protective“Come on, just one date,” a boy said still not letting go of your arm.2p!CanadaxReader: Protective in Romance More Like This
You gave a small whimper as his grip increased. “P-please, I already have a boyfriend.”
The boy still didn’t let go. “He doesn’t have to know.”
“J-just leave me alone!” you tried to sound stern, but it wasn’t working. “I-I’m serious, let go of me!”
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing, eh?”
Your heart nearly popped out of your chest, “M-Matt.”
The boy turned and sneered, “Who are you?”
“I’m her boyfriend,” Matthiu said grabbing the arm that was holding you. “Now I suggest you let her go before someone gets hurt.”
“Like you could hurt m-.” Matthiu punched him in the face.
The boy let go of you and you pulled your arm to your chest. Matthiu continued to wail on the boy until the stranger didn’t move. “Are you alright?”
Tears at the cor
2p!CanadaxReader: Bully and the BulliedYou winced as a rather mean girl shoved you into a locker. Knocking the books out of your hands and sending papers flying everywhere. People laughed as you tried to hold back tears that threatened to fall from your eyes.2p!CanadaxReader: Bully and the Bullied in Romance More Like This
As the hall started to empty it got quieter. Not for the first time that year you felt like you didn’t want to go to class. Along you sat there in the hall, leaning against the cool metal of the lockers.
“Hey girl,” a rough voice said.
You looked up hesitantly. Only to see Matthiu. You heard that he was a bully that liked to beat up people that got on his bad side. You gulped, “Y-yes?”
He smirked at your reaction and crouched down to look at you, “Never seen you around here. What’s your name?”
“_-_________,” you said quietly, pulling your books closer to your chest as if to shield yourself from him and his piecing gaze that hid behind a pair of sunglasses.
“__________,” the name rolled off his tong
2p!Canadax2p!Reader: Bloody Angel“Hey, girlie! I’m talking to you,” the big brute grabbed your arm.2p!Canadax2p!Reader: Bloody Angel in General Fiction More Like This
You smiled as he grabbed your arm, “Finally.” You smashed your heads together which knocked him out. One of his friends made a mad dash for you, but never got to you as a tall blonde haired man stepped up and knocked him out with one punch.
Torn between being impressed with the man’s strength and anger that the man had stolen your fight you went with the only option that you could. You turned and walked out the club’s doors. Quick footsteps caught up with you.
“Wait!” he called. You didn’t listen. He grabbed your arm and made you face him, “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it _____________?”
“Do I know you?” you asked almost angrily.
The glasses came off in one smooth gesture.
Your eyes showed their recognition instantly. It was hard to forget those violet colored eyes. Slightly surprised that you hadn’t noticed his funny
2p!Neko!CanadaxNeko!Reader:Hockey Romeo and Juliet2p!Neko!CanadaxNeko!Reader:Hockey Romeo and Juliet in Drama More Like This
Two hockey teams, both with great players
In Canada where we lay our scene
From old rivalry grudge break to new hatred
Where civil blood and knocked out teeth makes civil players hands unclean
From forth the fatal players of these two foes
A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life
You sat on your perch watching your master steal the puck from another play. You cheered on your beloved master by mewing happily every time your team made a goal. Being surrounded by humans was boring, you longed for the companionship of another cat. But, seriously, how many people would bring their cat to a hockey game?
"Go Bearman!" shouted a white cat with violet eyes. Hesitantly you walked over to the cat, curious to what he was doing here.
He looked over to and looked you over, "Oh, hey." He got up and walked over to you, "So what's a pretty kitty like you doing here?"
Sitting straight up with pride you said, "I'm here cheering on my master, (creative name for master)."
"Me too," he said sm
2p!CanadaxReader: Young Love“Matt, this is ___________. ___________ why don’t you get to know Matt here?” the Kindergarten teacher said with a smile.2p!CanadaxReader: Young Love in Romance More Like This
You regarded the new student. He was about your height, but that would soon change, his had long blonde hair that reminded you of a princess in a story book. However this boy was far from a princess. He stood confidently with a frown on his face.
“I’m ___________,” you said taking his hand, “want to play?”
“Not with a stupid girl,” Matt sneered.
Angrily you snapped, “You’re mean.”
“And you’re a girl.”
You grabbed him by the collar and slugged him in the nose. In return he punched you in the eye.
After about five minute of punches the teacher separated the two of you and put you in the corner. “You hit hard,” Matt complained, washcloth on his nose.
Glaring at him with your one good eye you sniffed a bit.
“Want to be my girl?” he asked.
Nyo!BelarusxSick!Reader: Sick LoverNyo!BelarusxSick!Reader: Sick Lover in Romance More Like This
"A A Achoo!" you sneezed for the umpteenth time that day. This was all Belarus's fault. If he wasn't so obsessed with his older brother you wouldn't be in state.
You had decided to visit Russia one day; too bad Belarus decided to visit as well. So you and Ivan hid outside in the snow to avoid Nikolai. Now you were sick, Ivan was too. But he had the three Baltics to help him, you had no one.
Miss Ukraine came over three days ago to help you out, but that was it. You were on your own.
There was a knock at the door, "___________."
"Who is it?"
"It's Belarus "
You shivered. But still you answered the door. The silver blonde boy stood there, cheeks slightly red, with a pot of something, 'Hey Nik, how are you?" You turned to the side and sneezed.
"Fine," he pushed past you and walk directly towards your kitchen. Shrugging you attempted to follow him. But once his arms were relieved of the pot he scooped you up and dropped you on the couch. "You sleep." He ordered.
BTTxReader: Three LoversBTTxReader: Three Lovers in Romance More Like This
Life in high school had only gotten more complicated since you found out that all three members of the Bad Touch Trio loved you. Each one had tried to get you to confess. In other words you had to choose which one of these sexy men you liked more.
Gilbert had taken you out drinking with a video camera. However he was thwarted by the fact that your IDs were found to be fakes.
Antonio had taken you out on a date. It was nice and you gave him a small kiss on the cheek afterwards, but it never went any further.
Then there was Francis who had gotten you in the closet and tried to 'kiss' you. Well the two of you were interrupted by Alfred who proceeded in playing the 'hero' and rescuing you from him.
Now you were here, hiding under the bleachers.
"____________!" shouted Toni.
"Come on chérie, please!"
You didn't move, only took a deep breath and tried to relax. If they only gave you room to breathe. How on earth could they expect you to pick between them. The
Papa!2p!EnglandxSlightlyInsane!Reader:Daddy's HerePapa!2p!EnglandxSlightlyInsane!Reader:Daddy's Here in Horror More Like This
You cried as the other children laughed at your cloths. A dress that had been mended way too many times. Two different shoes with mismatched socks. They called you names like poor, orphan, worthless and loser.
A boy snickered as he tugged in your (h/c) colored pigtails. "Go back home!"
"P-Papa!" you cried. You knew he wasn't there, but just calling for him made you feel a little better. "Daddy!"
"Now what is going on here?" You looked over to see your daddy
The strawberry haired gentlemen smiled and scooped you up, "Now tell daddy what happened, poppet?"
You sniffled, "T-they called me names and he pulled my hair."
Your papa looked over at the terrified little boy who had pulled your hair, "Now why would you do that hmm?" He set you down and walked over slowly to the boy.
"I-I " then all of them ran away.
Arthur grabbed the boy by the hair and said, "No, I don't think that you should get away with hurting my little girl " He looked at you, "_________, would you like
2p!CanadaxReader: Sleep "Matthew?" The man looked over towards me, a normally cold look in his violet eyes. "When was the last time you have ever gotten any sleep? You have bags under your eyes."2p!CanadaxReader: Sleep in Romance More Like This
He growled slightly in detest, looking away from you. Sighing, you faced away from him. You loved your Canadian beau to pieces but you couldn't help worrying over everything which, in turn, would annoy him further.
Currently, you two were snuggled up on couch watching some cheesy movie as rain poured outside. Both you and him were wrapped up in a warm felt blanket together with him holding you in his arms.
Matthew's long hair was let down for once and his shades were sitting on the coffee table in front of you. His arms were protectively wrapped around your smaller body. His shirt was unbuttoned all the way down but a white gauze covered most of his bare chest.
Resting his chin on your (h/c) head, he sighed. "I haven't slept in a long time ____________. I'm
2p!EnglandxReader: He's Not That Bad!2p!EnglandxReader: He's Not That Bad! in Romance More Like This
What was it about him that you loved so much?
"How can anybody say that they're scared of him?"
Maybe it was his beautiful blue pools he called eyes.
"They don't swirl unless he's angry!"
Those cupcakes he always made were so delicious!
"My friend would never put people or limbs in his food!"
Mainly when he made the icing swirl baby blue and pink.
"He only puts poison in his food when he really hates somebody!"
Or maybe it was his sweet side.
You know he loved to collect bowties.
"He doesn't murder people..."
And he was such a gentleman! If a swear left your lips, he reprimanded you.
"He hasn't cursed! What do you mean!?"
Or just how clingy and loving he could be!
"Stab me? Sure I see he has knives but he's never used them!
"How come...everyone thinks he's so...evil?" You wondered aloud. Walking u
2p!AmericaxReaderx2p!Canada People always asked why you hung out with guys. Why you dressed like one. Or acted like one. It was actually rather dumb for people to ask you this, why did it even matter?2p!AmericaxReaderx2p!Canada in Romance More Like This
Currently, you were hanging out with your two friends, Matt and Al sat with you on a railing in the skatepark. The three of you were panting, taking drinks of water and smiling towards each other.
"I didn't know if you were gunna be able to scale that wall Al." You panted before taking a swig of your water. "You're balance is pretty off."
"Says you!" He laughed, squirting his water at you through a hole on the top of the cap as you laughed and squealed. "You planted your face on the ground from a simple backflip a few weeks ago! It's a miracle you didn't die!"
Matt grinned, taking a drink himself. "He's got ya there. Lemme show you how it's done."
He stood up but something shifted in you. Something was wrong. Looking against the wall he ran over, bringing is weight forward and usi
2p!RomanoxChild!Readerx2p!Italy2p!RomanoxChild!Readerx2p!Italy in Romance More Like This
Chills griped your small body as you desperately tried to warm up. People passed on the snowy sidewalks where you sat in watch, not even sparing a passing glance towards you, a poor girl only four sitting amist a pile of white snow.
Your nose was sniffling, your throat burning and your body freezing. Huddling yourself closer together, you tried desperately to warm yourself up. Again, you sniffled your nose and let out a sneeze.
The snow in front of you crunched as people walked making it hard to head when one pair stopped in front of you. Someone picked you up, a stranger who was completely warm.
Bringing your head up, you noticed his hair and skin-tone were rather dark and his eyes were a beautiful violet color. "What is a little cutie-pie ragazza like you doing outside on her own?"
Someone brushed by, rather similar but with auburn hair and a fairer skin tone than the one who held you. "Put her down Lovino. She might have fleas or something..."
2p!EnglandxReader:Orphan Orphanage. Ha, that's a laugh. More like a prison. From this place, you were scarred mentally and physically. You were much younger than most girls here, most of them lashing out their anger on you. They even gave you the nickname 'punching bag.'2p!EnglandxReader:Orphan in Romance More Like This
That wasn't even the worst of it. The orphanage was disgusting, crawling with vermin and disease. All the rooms were the same shade of dull gray with cracks and holes designing them. In the rooms, medical beds were lined closely together, the mattresses and comforters grimy and reeking of mildew. If you were fortunate enough to have a window in your room, it was filled with dirt and covered only by tattered curtains.
Around the old, unstable building was surrounded by a high-standing fence, topped like a cake with barbed wire. The grass on the ground has died out long ago, weeds not even being able to survive in the barren, dry dirt. Luckily, the people who worked here provided clothes, although most were donated and disgu
Naga!AmericaxReader Every step made you shudder in fear. The sky was growing dark and the nocturnal creatures were sure to come out. Earlier, some girls from your school had chased you in and now you were completely lost and frightened.Naga!AmericaxReader in Romance More Like This
Tears escaped your eyes as you began running, any direction would suffice, it didn't matter. You ran and ran until your legs collapsed underneath you. Curling up, you began sobbing in fear. Bears. Raccoons. Possums. Mice. All these creatures would be coming out soon enough.
Looking towards the sky, you noticed it had gotten visibly darker, making you cringe in fear. For hours, you cried silently in fear until your body demanded rest, your eyes shutting.
Alfred heard some odd noise nearby his abandoned home in the woods. He looked out beyond some brush to find you asleep on the ground, whimpering in fear.
His blue eyes darted before he slithered closer, looking at you pathetically cry on the ground in your sleep. He allowed his hands to caress your s
Demon!CanadaxAngel!Reader Matthew sat above the city, his leg dangling off a large building, hundreds upon hundreds of feet above everyone else. From below, he looked to be nothing more than a gargoyle but up close you could see the full extent of what he truly was.Demon!CanadaxAngel!Reader in Romance More Like This
Sharp teeth, wavy black hair, red eyes, horns, demonic wings and a tail. He breathed out, looking at the bustling city with saddened eyes. It's been a long time since he was mortal and he would always regret selling himself to evil.
A small figure floated past him, a young angel girl with long (h/c) locks and shinning (e/c) eyes. "__________...hey __________...!" He silently called out.
When you heard your name, you turned your head and smiled. You knew Matthew was bad news, he was frowned upon by your kind. But he wasn't bad at all. In fact, he was one of the nicest souls you have ever met.
Going over to him, you engulfed him into a hug, snuggling close to him. "It's been a long time Mattie! How have you been!?"
2p!AmericaxChild!Reader Your dad was really one of a kind. He was a womanizer and still set in his ways with a 6 year old daughter. Actually, that's how you came about. Your mother dumped you on him, saying she wanted nothing to do with children.2p!AmericaxChild!Reader in Romance More Like This
The reaction when he found you must've been shock. He was the youngest of 2 brothers and knew there weren't too many people who actually liked him to help (thank god for uncle Arthur and Francis, otherwise, who knows what might've happened).
Even so, you knew he loved you very much. Sure it took awhile for it to ease in but once it did, everything seemed better. He would always ask how school was when you opened the door. He always listened and if it happened that something was wrong...
It didn't stay wrong for long. End of story.
Like when you came home one day. Your dad heard the bus stopping then eventually pulling away. The door opened. "_________, how was scho-"
The door slamming and a pair
Neko!ItalyxReader: Mio Fratello Feliciano and Lovino's fingers remained interlaced between the cages they rested in. Feliciano was sobbing silently, wiping his eyes with the one free hand he had. Lovino made no attempt to calm his brother, he was letting tears escape himself.Neko!ItalyxReader: Mio Fratello in Romance More Like This
The two of them had been together since birth, relying on each other in a world that had turned its back on them. Now they were nearing separation and feeling as though they were loosing a part of themselves.
The truck bounced them around but they refused to let each other go until they were forced apart. "Fratello..." Feliciano blubbered through tears,"I-I don't wanna go away..."
"Idiota listen..." Lovino said in a hushed voice, using his free hand to brush his brother's face. The truck began to slow. "Promise me right now that we...we'll see each other again."
He released his brother's hand, holding his pinkie out towards him. The truck stopped and voices could be heard. Feliciano nodded, wrapping his fing
GermanyxReaderx2p!Germany: -Pt 4- Lutz smiled, seeing the angered expressing on his foe's face. "I could tell you. Or maybe, I von't." Germany's grip on the other's shirt tightened,"Besides, she von't talk. She knows I'll kill her if she talks-"GermanyxReaderx2p!Germany: -Pt 4- in Romance More Like This
Having an earful, Germany struck the man square in the jaw. Lutz fell with a crash, sending him into a coffee table which sat in the middle of the room. Taking the chance, Prussia helped Germany pin the man down as the other four spread out and searched through the house.
Listening carefully, you awaited any pair of footsteps of someone who could and save you. As soon as you heard someone carefully slip up the steps and calmly called your name.
"__________? Amiga? Are you up here?"
"Spain..." You muttered before hitting the door gently to assure Lutz wouldn't hear you,"Help me...please..."
His footsteps rushed and the doorknob began to tremble before the door flew open and sent you do the ground. "Amiga, I'm so sorry chica. Come on, you