Villain!2p!America X Hero!Reader Pt.5More Like This
Villain!2p!America X Hero!Reader Pt.5 ..: Let them think whatever they want to think! :..
It’s been five years since the whole ‘villain and hero love’ incident. Now you work at this bakery in California. Oliver was your boss and a friend of Al.
“Alright poppet, your shift is over! You can go visit Al now!”Oliver smiled.
“Thanks! Bye Ollie!”You said getting your things and exiting the bakery.
No one remembers about (H/n) anymore. There might be a few crazy fanboys, but they never knew it was you.
Al still kills and is a villain. You only kill when you have to. Just then your phone started to ring.
“Sup doll, where are you?”Al said over the phone.
“On my way home, so don’t get too horny!”You said.
“Too late. I’m waiting.”Al said before he hanged up.
You sighed. You continued walking, but then stopped when you saw this blonde boy in a super hero outfit.
You guess he notice
2p!Italy X Nurse!ReaderMore Like This
2p!Italy X Nurse!Reader
I didn’t really care to come here. Flavio just wanted me to come and donate blood. Why make people donate blood when you can kill the person!? That’s more blood!
“At least pretend to be happy, fratello.”Flavio said, flicking a piece of lint from his scarf.
I rolled my eyes at that stupid fancy b*st*rd.”Yeah…”
Soon the line shortened and I was next. That’s when I noticed a nurse so bella. I hoped I would end up getting her.
“Non ho mai visto tanta bellezza fratello~!”I whispered.
“Aw! II mio fratellino ha una cotta!”Flavio cooed.
“Shut up b*st*rd!”I yelled at him.
I walked over to her and sat down in the chair and smiled. She took out a clipboard and smiled at me. I needed to make her mine.
“Hi, I’m (F/n) and I will be your nurse today and you are Luciano, right?”She said.
No Touching (France x Reader)More Like This
No Touching (France x Reader)
All Translations are in the description, hope you enjoy!~ :3
“Yes ma chérie?”
“Remove. Your. Hand. From. My. Ass!” you growled before glaring at the Frenchman,
“But it’s so beautiful~” he purred before sliding his other arm around your waist.
Francis, your boyfriend, was kind, loving and affectionate just a little too affectionate, in fact he was so affectionate that some would take it as far as to call him a pervert and you’re the one who had to put up with this so called ‘Pervert’.
Yeah sure at times he could be a little perverted but you wouldn't necessarily call him a pervert just a little… frisky at times and touchy, VERY TOUCHY! And to be honest it was starting to annoy you. You pinched his hand earn
(Sealand X Lost!Pilot!Reader)More Like This
Sealand is older here and enjoy!!! Re-edit.
"Are we there yet?," said an impatient blonde haired man with a thick British accent asked the beautiful female pilot and his fellow country with (H/L) (H/S) (H/C) hair, (S/C) skin, and bright not to mention pretty (E/C) eyes which is you. You sighed at his overly worried-ness, it's annoying that he's asking you every minute, it's not like his beloved queen is going to die!!! He needs to control his worry-wart self or he'll start to have white hair because of it. (A/N: Of course not. They're nations...they're forever young XD)
"We're almost there so stop asking me the same question every minute, it's getting in my nerves and I'm losing my focus you know. Your queen is just having a cold," you said, irritated not minding if you sounded a bit harsh. Arthur then felt guilty for doing so after all you're the one helping him so he should be more grateful than ask you the same question to your irritation.
"I'm sorry love...I'm jus
Pirate!England X Crossdressing!Reader Part 8You were speechless. All your life you had believed your mother was this incredibly strong pirate. A legacy that you had wished to continue once you had learned of her demise. Arthur's green eyes watch you carefully as you sit there in silence, processing the information he had given you. Eyes now littered with sadness and worry. You couldn't find the words to describe what you were feeling at the moment. Betrayed? Maybe. Heartbroken? Definitely that. How could you continue to wish to follow in your mother's footsteps, knowing now that she had caused something so horrible to befall someone she had called her friend.More Like This
"Love?" Arthur's voice broke you from your thoughts. Your glassy (e/c) eyes met his one again, though this time yours were the ones that were dull and lifeless. "Your mother was a good woman. Her judgement was just clouded by desperation. Everything she did was to save your father." He says sensing your new emotional conflict. You shake your head, your (h/c) tresses moving
Finland x Reader: Consequences (Drabble)More Like This
„Tino.“ you drawled, poking the shoulder of your Finnish boyfriend of a couple of months while he was reading a book, sitting next to you on the couch in the living room of the house he lived in with his four brothers.
Tino put the book down on his lap and looked at you, smiling warmly. „What's on, rakkaani?“ he asked, playing with a lock of your (length) (colour) hair.
His violet eyes began to sparkle with joy. „Let's go out, then, rakkaani! We can go into the park nearby with Hanatamago!“
You groaned reluctantly, squinting at the blinding sun outside the window. You shook your head. „No, it's way too hot outside.“
Tino glanced at the thermometer stuck to the window. „You're right, rakkaani. But it's not as hot as in a sauna, though.“
„Yeah, but after a sauna, we bathe in icy water. Plus, we only stay fifteen minutes in a sauna. A walk
Norway x Childish!Reader: Hide and SeekMore Like This
„Let's play hide and seek, (Nickname)!“
You looked up from your mobile phone display at Peter tugging at your sleeve. A toothy grin spread over your lips. „Yeah, sure thing! Hide and seek is the best! Just the both of us or shall I ask the others too?“
Peter frowned. „They don't want to play with us anyway. We're too childish.“
You lifted him up on your lap and hugged him, rocking back and forth. „You're not too childish, Peter. You're still a child, after all. You're even supposed to be childish. I am too childish. But I don't care. Let's play hide and seek!“
„Yeah!“ Peter jumped from your lap and pointed at you. „You're it, (Nickname)! You have to search for me! Just inside the house!“ Giggling, he darted out of your room.
You laughed lightly, covering your (colour) eyes with your hands and beginning to count aloud: „Yksi … (One …)“
Your name was (First Name) Väinäm