Hetalia x reader: [lemon] Halloween partyA/N: I know I am VERY late for Halloween but this idea got to me after finding out that if I posted this it would be my 50th deviation! Woooo! Party!More Like This
Anyway! This indeed a LEMON. DO NOT LIKE THEN DO NOT READ!!! For people who do like lemons: Please enjoy :3 and tell me if my lemons are improving (:
-You thought that going to this party was the most stupidest thing ever. Halloween was done and over with yet the other countries still wanted to celebrate it with a party. They probably just organized it so that they could get off of work and doing paper work. You don't blame them though.
-You were apparently the last person to he there since you saw many cars parked at England's place. The bright strobe lights could be seen from the living room window and you could feel the vibrating of the music rumbling the ground. As you opened the door you were met with the sight of all the countries dressed in their halloween costumes (just imagine them in their 2010 costume designs) dancing to t
Prussia x Reader x England Part 5More Like This
Arthur turned to you looking as if he thought you were crazy. Either that, or he wet his pants. "Wh-Why would you say that ( Male name )?!" He squeaked. "Because I can, dude." You looked over to him. "Besides, why are you so scared and fussy over something that I said?" You continued. "As much as I hate Gilbert, I don't want to see blood!" He replied.
"Oh, so your a wuss for blood eh?" You snickered. "It's not funny! It's gross and creepy!" He retorted. "Heh. Heh. Well then...." You pricked you finger with a nail slightly. and it started to bleed. Arthur's eyes widened. "Ewww!" He ran up to his bunk-bed and threw the covers over his whole body. "Don't do that!" Arthur complained.
"Even this much blood makes you squirm and squeal? That's really..." You let out a small laugh. "Lame..." You said quietly. "What did you say?!" Arthur threw the covers off his face. "You heard me.... LAAAME~" You joked. His face got red in embarrassment. "It-It's not lame!! You-You bloody wanker!" Arthur stut
2p!America X Reader X 2P!Canada- SportsMore Like This
Lame at baseball. That's how you were. You loved baseball, but when it comes to play it you just can't. Your mother told you to practice, that way you will learn and get better and thats' what you did. You played it every day after school, but nothing. The popular girls always laughed at you for playing boys sports. Like football, hockey. Yes, you were awesome at all sports, just not baseball and you hated that.
Right now, you were playing all alone baseball, trying to hit every ball that came towards you. You managed to hit some, but still not enough. Tomboy, that's what you were and the fact that you sucked at one sport made your blood boil in rage. After the final ball that you missed, you sighed in defeat and sat on the ground with a sad look on your face. You heard footsteps coming towards you and you turned your head to see Alfred, or Al how he liked to be called. He was the typical bad boy of the school along with his brother Mathew. When he saw you he just smirked.
"Why are you
F.A.C.E x Reader: Just My Luck Pt 1More Like This
This is a sequel to "F.A.C.E: A Little Problem" & "F.A.C.E: Hidden Secrets" If you haven't read those yet please do so you know the back story. Thank you and please enjoy ^^
“Shoot!” You cursed under your breath as you dropped the last half of your (favorite hot drink) that you bought from the corner café. You rolled your eyes when a taxi drove by splashing you from a puddle left by the rain of that morning. You groaned looking down at your now wet clothing. “Really?” You shivered at the cold winds blowing. You just wanted to get home at this point. You turned stepping off the sidewalk as your right foot stepped into another puddle soaking your sock and shoe. You shook your head wishing this day was over when you felt cold liquid hit the top of your head socking into your (h/c) hair. You looked up seeing freezing cold water falling from the sky as you saw the rain falling harder into a down pour. You reached into your bag as you found you left you
Happy New Years! (2P!Hetalia x Readers) ShortsWilliams’ New YearsMore Like This
_____________ curled up next to Matthew in bed. He grinned and pulled her close. The couple decided to stay in that evening with only themselves for company. She had to admit, this year was the strangest, roughest, and most distressing year of their lives but the gained a lot and learned a lot this year. They were invited to a few parties but they decided that the best idea was just them being with their favorite person.
“The popcorn almost done, maple leaf?”
“Yeah, I already stirred it and it’ll be ready soon,” he grinned. Only she could make maple corn for him. He nuzzled her cheek lovingly. After Christmas, they dealt with the normal year end craziness, Francis needed ____________ to forge some records, Yao had her reroute a very illegal package, she tracked something for Ivan and after he bought it he needed the best transporter in the business to get it delivered for New Years Eve, and her final task was ordering and d
Dark Spain x Reader Sequel Crimson PalmsYou now have been a so called slave for about a week and you haven't seen Antonio since the day Lovino took you to him. You sat on the bed you were provided and clenched your fist. The waiting was agonizing. You knew he had to eventually call for you and all the damn waiting was slowly driving you insane.More Like This
You layed down and felt like screaming into one of the pillows. All that this never ending week seemed to give you was a bunch of boring jobs to clean and cook. Now you had expected this, but it was just annoying because you knew that wasn't the reason he wanted you here. If that had been the case he wouldn't have killed all those female slaves.
That night when they each were killed one by one was a nightmare. Sadly, it was a nightmare you couldn't wake up from and escape no matter how much you wanted to. The screams had been bloodcurling. Each one was extremely loud then died off in a instant to nothing.
The night had been a true thing of horror. You had burried your face into the pi
Romano X Reader - Loving YouMore Like This
(Small warning for language. It is Romano after all.)
You knew you were supposed to be concentrating on what Gilbert was telling you. You knew it. But really, how could you resist that cute expression that Lovino was making? Even the albino's self proclaimed awesome couldn't keep your eyes away.
The boy in question was sat on one of the benches in the quiet area, the place that you and your friends went to have lunch. It was a nice, courtyard type place with benches and a small garden that only sixth formers were allowed to use. You kept glancing at him, only half listening to what the Prussian man before you was saying.
Lovino was looking at his phone with a huge blush on his cheeks, studying the words that were on the screen like they spelled his death. He had been texting someone for most of lunch, but until just now his expression had been mostly smirks and dark amusement. Now it seemed the tables had turned for whomever he was talking to.
"You aren't even listening, are you _____?
I gotta whip and I'm not afraid to use it GermanyMore Like This
Riiiing! Riiiing! Riiiing!
You groan, hearing your cell phone blasting next to you on your nightstand. You were having such a nice dream, too! What made it so nice? It couldn't be because of the blonde-haired, G. I. Joe soldier come to life, dripping wet from splashing around, man who trains you. No, it had to be the beach water that made your dream so great...Yeah, that's it. Smirk, smirk.
Answer it? No, you'll pass on that. It's not like you didn't love watching Germany getting all pumped up and sweaty-I mean, training hard with him. But today, you just wanted some alone time. Away from the ever-so quiet Japan, flirtatious Italy, and the yum-GERMANY! You weren't going to think 'yummy', never...Besides, he was all training, no love life action. Though, it didn't mean you couldn't...admire him, right?
After being taken in by the Axis alliance a year ago, you found yourself strongly attracted to Germany. Love? Maybe yes, maybe no. You weren't sure, that could be because
Spanish Stereotypes..More Like This
"(Nameee)? You paying attention?"
You blinked a few times, to look straight into the green eyes of your Spanish friend Antonio. You gave him a reasuring smile, before slumping back in your seat.
If it wasn't obvious enough, you really liked him, and there was only one way you could really get to see him often..
"Do you really want to learn Spanish (Name)?"
You looked up at Antonio and nodded.
He sighed though, not sounding very amused.
You felt your ears begin to heat up, at the thoughts running through your mind.
The reason for being so distracted, was because of a certain someone's behind.
That's right, once your Spanish friend turned his back towards to write on the chalkboard, your eyes focused right towards his buttoks. The rumors you heard were true, Antonio really did have a nice ass.
He never did seem like the stereotypes you found online. But, you still wanted to ask anyway.
"Okay (name) translate-"
"Can I ask you a few questions?" you asked while raisi
BTT x Depressed!Reader: Part 10More Like This
Previously, you were accompanied by the axis while waiting for the BTT. When they arrived, you all finally managed to complete the project, and you learned that Gilbert wasn’t the stereotypical popular guy. When you all finished, you insisted that you had to leave, but was stopped at the door by a concerned Kiku. Taking you to a room away from prying ears, you’re about to tell Kiku about what happened to your father, and finally get all the emotional burdens off your shoulder.
“I was very laid back, back then. I had many friends, participated well in school, and was an ace in my drama class. I was so happy... we all were happy then. I didn’t realize what I had until it was gone,” you said solemnly, but continued on, “I was a bit spoiled, I guess, I had all a child could ask for, but I didn’t have one thing and it pissed me off like no other. See, my dad worked a lot, he was a well-known detective and worked to solve cases and saved l
BTTxDepressed!Reader: Part 8More Like This
Previously, the BTT took turns teaching you how to have a good time, and after a heart racing time, flamboyance, awkward flirting, cheese spray, and a close call with your mom, you ended up safe in your room, ready to face a new day of school and project working.
It was nearing the end of the school day, with nothing really new happening to you.
You were still ignored by other students and people would still glare or look down on you on eye contact, but you weren't fazed by that. It wasn't like you weren't used to it or anything.
Though, the day had been easier to bear, what with the pleasant memories from the other day that kept a light smile on your face, and the fact that the recent friends no, acquaintances you had made the other day would wave at you and actually acknowledge your presence. It was a new, unusual feeling, but you weren't complaining.
It was pleasant.
You eyed the clock warily, just as you and almost everyone else in class was doing, waiting