You sighed sadly as you watched your boyfriend being ignored AGAIN. And to make it worse.....It was his BIRTHDAY. You were angry at every country that you didn't even say hello to your best friend, China.
'How could they?! How is it that they can't even see Mattie? He's as visible as they are. Sure Mattie is quiet sometimes, but it doesn't mean that he's invisible! I mean, I'm as quiet as he is but everyone still knows I'm here.' You thought angrily. Your jaw clenched as the meeting ended and everyone but you and Mattie shot up from their seats and left.
Your head snapped to the side when you heard a sniffle.
"M-mattie!" Your sweet maple leaf was sobbing into Kumijaro, his shoulders shaking like a leaf. Your heart broke at the sight of your love crying.
you immediately went to his side and wrapped your arms around him.
"M-mattie...." You whispered.
"W-why...._______ why are you with me? I'm a....a....a loser." he whispered softly in your shoulder.
Your (e/c) widened as tears ran down y
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The rain was falling hard on his skin drenching him to the bones and filling his eardrums with the static sound of pitter-pattering against the cold concrete.
There's still time he thought hastily. If only he hadn't made such a stupid decision back there.
He had changed. She had changed him. And now...there was no turning back.
But, dammit it all, if his body didn't ache like hell! Red-hot needles and fiery waves bubbled up from underneath his skin and pulsated with an unbearable pain that shot out through his legs up to his shoulders. Cautiously, he ran his hand down to his side. It was wet like the rain, but it was warm like his spirit...like a candle whose light would flicker at its brightest just before going out.
He was bleeding.
He was dying.
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"Promise me you'll write when you arrive safely," you said clutching your fiancé's hand.
Arthur Kirkland gave you a light kiss on your forehead and smiled sadly.
"I promise, _____________," he said. "And when I return, then we shall have our wedding."
A single tear escaped your eye. Arthur moved forward and kissed it away.
"Don't be sad, _____________," he smiled. "I'll only be a few months. You can take care of yourself for me until then, can't you?"
"I'll try my best," you sniffed.
"Alright," Arthur chuckled softly, but sadly. "Farewell then."
"Goodbye, Arthur," you said taking your fiancé in one final embrace before leaving.
Eventually, Arthur had to back away from you with a pained expression and headed for the ship that was set to go back to Great Britain, his red coat creating a stunning contrast against the dull landscape of winter.
For many weeks you waited for a letter from Arthur to arrive. You knew that each voyage t
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Something stirred in your heart. Whether it was a feeling of dread or expectation, you did not know; all you knew was that there was uproar in the coloniesparticularly in Massachusettsdue to the recent amount of acts Parliament was enforcing. Nowadays, the colonists referred to them as the "Intolerable Acts" or the "Coercive Acts" due to the absurdity of the laws they carried.
When the first act, the Boston Port Act, was enforced, the Boston harbors were shut down making getting resources extremely rare. You had noticed the supplies in the stores were beginning to dwindle, and some desperate people resorted to stealing from the British forts. Needless to say, it didn't go so well.
Shortly after, two more had followed: the Massachusetts Government Act and the Administration of Justice Acts. As a result of the acts, Alfred brought suspicious characters over to his house. He would usually tell you to go to a friend's house while he ch
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"A-A-Arthur!" you exclaimed.
"Hello, love," Arthur smiled.
Your hands were trembling, but you managed to move their way to your thought-to-be-dead fiancé's face. His skin was warm and tender like any human being should be, but there was a significant amount of wear on his physical, a probably mental, health.
"Is it really you?" you whispered with mixed emotions. "Are you really here?"
"As here as I'll ever be, ___________," Arthur said leaning forward and giving you a long-forgotten kiss. It was the same as you had remembered it: gentle and affectionate.
You couldn't stop the tears that escaped your eyes and rolled down your cheeks. You cursed yourself mentally for looking so meek in front of Arthur.
"Easy, love," Arthur chuckled kissing each tear away. "I didn't think you'd be so upset to see me. I thought you'd be happy."
"I am happy!" you sniffed and took a breath as you kissed Arthur back.
"Then I'm happy, ___________,"
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All three of you were frozen in place when you looked into each other's eyes. Arthur's green one's were of surprise, your (e/c) ones were of shock, and Alfred's blue ones were of something darker and fiercer.
"You damned Brit! I remember you!" Alfred cried tearing you and Arthur apart and reaching for the gun that was strapped behind his back.
"Alfred! Don't!" you shouted, but the enraged radical thrust the sharp bayonet attached to his gun forward aiming for Arthur's heart.
Your eyes remained stunned and wide open so you saw Arthur quickly pull out his rifle just in time to block the attack. He then gave the rifle a twist making Alfred's weapon spin to the ground. Alfred cursed and backed up as Arthur pointed his gun to his neck.
"So you're Alfred," the British captain snorted. "I thought you'd be brighter. I didn't think someone as blatant and obnoxious as you could ever convince ____________ to get engaged with you."
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He stared at his various musical instruments, but couldn't make up which one he should play as his stress reliever. Finally, he chose his favorite: the big grand piano right in front of him. Roderich chugged the rest of his beer, the seventh one of that evening. He called his maid to get him another one, his speech slur.
After the maid left, Roderich staggered toward his prized instrument. He stubble into the seat, but managed to compose himself as though starting a concert. The sleek black and white keys called to him, his finger shaking from his drunkenness. Still, he smoothly played a piece from Mozart, though his vision was blurring. He kept playing, as angry thoughts slipped from his mind. The bloody batt
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I'm here with General Beilschmidt in his office, serving him coffees. Telling him to do his own work like a boss instead of passing it to me. We became pretty close but not that "close"
"Call the Western Army, tell my brother to take commands."
He delivered that message right away to the Western Army.
"You have a little brother?"
"You seem happy when you're mentioning him."
"Yes because he's the only family I had."
"Well sorry to hear that."
"It's okay, it's partly my fault for cutting him in."
I wonder what his brother look like? A silver haired too... With red eyes... You suddenly laughed in secret, imagining funny images of his little brother. Curiousness... But I'm more curious why I'm wearing a skirt and black stockings right now.
Knight's Tale 2: LithuaniaXReaderYou found yourself sitting around the fire with the caravan. They had traveled a few miles away from the site of your attack, in case there were other bandits nearby. Two of the women work on making dinner as the children search the camp for firewood. The elderly couple is filling up their canteens at the river while two other women get supplies out of the wagon. The man with the sword was checking on his horse that was pulling the wagon. Your horse stood next to his. Your stallion stood calmly, as if he belonged there. You felt out of place. The women and children wouldn't let you do anything to help them because you had fought for them.More Like This
The young warrior sat down next to you. You looked up at him as he flashed you a dazzling smile. The other women hadn't notice that the man was sitting and chatting with you. They were far too busy in their own jobs. The children looked at you and laughed when they saw the two of you together. However, they went right back to work, making a game of wh
Noviembre sin ti ChinaxReaderxJapanI missed __. Her smile, her laughter, everything. I wanted to hug her again. I wanted to kiss her again. November nights were different without her. They seemed colder and depressing. Especially when I walked on the beach without her. The water seemed duller and less alive. I felt angry that Kiku, my own little brother, would take her even when he knew that __ was my life. She told me that she didn´t feel like I loved her and thought it would be nice to take a break. I didn´t want it but just to make her happy. She left and went with Kiku. It broke my heart when I saw her hug him and he let her! I felt tears fall from my eyes when I saw her kiss him. Everytime they touched, it killed me slowly inside. And it shot me dead when Kiku announced that he was getting married to her.More Like This
Kiku entered my house with a smile on his face. It was very out of character to be like that.
¨You seem happy, aru. ¨ I stated. He sighed happily and nodded.
¨Hai... I just pro
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(f/n) ~ first name
(l/n) ~ last name
(n/n) ~ nickname
(h/c) ~ hair color
(h/l) ~ hair length
(e/c) ~ eye color
(f/c) ~ favorite color
(2nd f/c) ~ 2nd favorite color
"What do you say, my lady, join me in a dance?"
He just stood there, smiling and waiting for you to agree. Confidence etched out into every feature.
You were trapped, that much you were sure of. He, similar to that of a spider's tactics, had ensnared you within the web of strict etiquette. You couldn't refuse him without being rude and unladylike, which would have brought shame to your family name. Normally, that wouldn't matter to you as you had done it cunningly numerous times before; but there had come to be so many people watching you three as you silently battled. There was nothing you could do. You would just have to go along with him and hope for the best.
"Y-yes, my lord."
You took his hand hesitantly, and
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'I'm afraid of the dark. I've always had this fear, it goes hand in hand with my anxiety. But things have gotten worse recently and that's due to the fact that he finally lost it.
He killed everyone.
I am the only one left and I know where he is hiding.
I can see his deep, emotionless violet eyes peering through the crack between my closet doors.
I wish I could make him feel better. All those years, and I was his only friend. But he's too far into the grip of insanity, and nothing sentimental can pull him back.
I remember when we met, he was so sweet and shy. He bore the most adorable violet orbs I'd ever seen. They seemed to hold a sweet luster. His golden hair fell in perfect wavy locks, aside from the unruly spiral curl that looked to be tickling his bright red nose.
The snow had fallen heavily the night before and children of all ages were out making the best of this chilly occasion.
He sat, unnoticed on a bench and waited for someo
Bad Dog~2P!CanadaXMale!SecretPunk!Reader *preview*Lights flashed and screams echoed in your ears. Your lips parted and as the first beat followed another you began to sing.More Like This
Black Soul's back, Black Soul’s back, Black Soul’s back back back back back
Jigeumbuteo all stop eoneu nugura haedo
I hyeonjangeul beoseonaseon an dwae myeongbaekhan i sageon soge ginjanghaji ma
Nan milsil aneseo deo jayurowo imi
Neoui tteollin sumgyeol hanakkaji nochiji anha
Eunmilhage norin simjangui boseok
Neoui buranhan geu siseonkkaji kkwetturheosseo nan
Yonguiseonsangui neol chajanaesseo nan freeze!
Amugeotdo moreundan eolgullo neon
Nae mameul heundeureo gihoereul noryeo
Du gaeui dap (du gaeui dap)
Gin bam bulkkoccheoreom teojyeo baby
Oh i’m curious yeah sajin sok nega sungan misojieo wae
Oh i’m so curious yeah, i’m so curious yeah
Haruedo subaek beonssik neol tteoollida tteolchyeonaeda
Nae meorissogeul chaeun uimun nega wonhan geosi mwonga
Sorido eobsi heulleo deuneun i sunga
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New Years resolution
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
CanadaXReader :100TC: 15- Silence' So... This is how it ends for me, ' You thought in your lonely hospital bed.More Like This
You were running down a street, only lit by a street lamp.
You heard the drunk man chasing after you slur, " Heeeeey, C'mon purty giiiiirl, I wooon't huuurt youuuu. "
It only caused you to run faster. You turned into a dark alley way, hoping there was a place to hide, or atleast to get out. You were trapped, it was a dead end, and the man was getting closer. He was getting dangerously close, and you started to cry.
" I dare you to get closer to her, " You heard a familiar voice from behind the man hiss.
" What aaaaare yoooouu gonnnna dooo abouuut iiit? " The man slurred.
" This! " You're rescuer charged at the man and gave him a good bloody nose.
" Now leave her alone! " He stood infront of you, waiting for the drunk man to leave. Once he left you're rescuer helpped you up. It was Matthew Williams, one of your best friends.
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"...Fratello, Rima won't talk to me!" Shouted Feliciano Vargas to his older brother, Lovino.
"W-Why should I care you bastard?!" He growled.
"Be~cause~ You like Rima~!" He whined.
Feliciano earns a good kick in the head by Lovino.
"Hey! Don't fight when we're in here!" Shouted Antonio. "Chica, did you say you wanted Chocolate scones?" He asked, turning to Rima.
"Hm? Oh, Nah. I'll cook. I already told you Toni, You guys are guests here." She replied standing up and walking over to Antonio.
"Besides, Francis and I caught Gil kissing Fratello." Rima smiled, trying to bottle up that laughter in her throat.
"...I'll be right back." He replied, running off to give Gilbert a good beating. Silence followed and Soon Rima or Sorfina burst into laughter.
"That's not nice of you to Lie R- Sorfina." Said Gilbert. "Especially about the awesome me." He whined.
Gilbert earns a good punch from Sorfina. "Dont, I repeat, DON'T call me SORFINA." Sorfina growled.
Canada x Reader: Snowed InIt was the worst storm your county had known in decades, and it had to strike when you were visiting a certain someone. Yes, a bone chilling blizzard had broke out at bellow freezing right after you had arrived that evening. The weather forecast had predicted much snow fall, but not in this way. This was beyond belief, mind boggling even.More Like This
The day started off like any other day in winter. You were heading to your dear boyfriend's house, Matthew ,Christmas was around the corner and you were going to spend a week with him for it. The two of you have been together for around a year now, but you two weren't rushing things. Separate houses were a good thing, it gave you independence so you would not bother the other too much by being clingy.
Pulling up to the freshly snow shoveled drive way, you stepped out and strolled onto the porch. You were careful with your steps because anyone could be clumsy and trip of some slippery snow or ice. It happened to everyone and you defiantly did not
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"Do canadians kids ride polar bears to school?"
Matthew Williams, also known as Canada, peered up from his newspaper to look at his friend, (your name) glaring into the computer screen in front of her.
"Uh...no (your name), we don't ride polar bears at all." he said, flipping to a new page without hassle.
"Okay." she sighed, making a funny shape with her tounge while waiting for the next page to load. Matthew gave her a little look before looking back blushing. She's so damn cute, he thought.
"Do canadians play hockey all the time?"
Matthew gave a puzzling look before finally answering.
"N-no. Some don't play hockey at all much less every-"
"Is it true you put mayple syrup on everything?"
Matthew turned lightly pink, becayse of the horrible stereotypicalism. Did people really think that about canadians? Nobody remembered him anyway so what did it matter? What was worse to him now what was (your name) thought of him.
"Do canadians give people whatever they want because their 'soo' nice?
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*Husband!Canada X Wife!Reader*
'Drabble #20 from 'All I want for Christmas' series'
The female searched for a certain warmth under the red covers she was now missing.Reaching the other end of the bed,she lazily snapped her eyes open,revealing a pair of watery (e/c) orbs.
Rubbing her tightened fists onto her eye,she threw the covers off of her,regretting immediatly she did so.
After debating whether she was to get up or not,(Name) decided it was the best if she at least gave it a try,so she just moved reluctantly to the edge of the bed,slipping on her comfy tricotated socks.
As she was descending the wooden stairs,the smell of freshly made pancakes and mapple syrup invaded her nostrils plesantly,causing her mouth to water and her stomach to beg for a bite of the delicious treat.
Peeking her head into the rather small kitchen,the sight of the Canadian happily finishing the last batch of pancakes and some other good looking desserts,made (Name)'s heart skip
Banjo-Kazooie CanadaxReaderYours and Matthew's friendship was… interesting, to say the least. To say the most, it more like… "illogical".More Like This
You two were nothing alike.
Mathew was quiet, sweet, adorable, and reserved.
You were loud, obnoxious, and at times, impolite.
It was hilarious to observers. Your dynamics were comedic gold; from your very first meeting.
Matthew was being ignored as usual , when all of a sudden, you appeared out of nowhere.
"Hey. You're Alfred's brother, aren't you?" You asked, annoyed.
"Y-yeah, I am!" he chirped, delighted someone recognized him, not as his brother but who he really was.
"What's your problem?" You hissed, wiping the smile off his face.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, why don't you ever talk or play with anyone? Your brother's fun; why aren't you?"
Now poor Matthew looked like he might cry. Finally someone noticed him, and he was still being compared to his brother. "I… I don't know… I'm not like my brother, I guess."
Aw jeez. You didn't mean to make him cr
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Matthew was never one to be jealous. Ever. But, when it involved you and another guy, that was a different story. Especially when said guy was his own brother.
To be honest, now that Matthew looked back at it, it seemed as though he was the one who was making such a big deal out of it. You and Alfred had hugged. So what? It was only a hug. You guys were just friends, after all... right?
But Matthew wanted your hugs to be only for him, no matter how selfish it sounded.
He wanted to be the only one who received your affection.
He wanted to be the only one you loved.
But what was he saying? You and Matthew were just friends, and Matthew could never scrape up enough courage to confess to you. He was just the quiet, practically invisible Canadian boy at school. You were pretty. You were kind. You were smart, you had a plethora of friends, you were outright amazing. In Matthew's eyes, it seemed as though you were way out
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Sleepovers with Matthew and his brother Alfred always proved themselves to be eventful.
Whether or not that was a good thing, you’ve yet to decide.
“Matthew, help! Your– brother– is– choking– me!”
“C-C’mon now Alfred, let _____ go, it’s just a movie–”
“NO! Oh god, DO NOT OPEN THAT CLOSET!”
Having completely disregarded Matthew’s attempts at making Alfred let you go, the American instead chose to grab onto Matthew too, ensnaring him in his death grip in his fit of fear.
Why did you accept their invitation for a sleepover again?
Because of Matthew.
Not saying it like it’s a bad thing, but your longtime, shy Canadian friend Matthew was someone you happened to harbor feelings for; and due to these feelings, you usually wanted to be around him, an
Awkward Gestures (2p!Canada x Reader)Hello! This story was a request from a DA follower of mine, but I hope you all like itMore Like This
Matt grunted as he climbed the stairs to his bedroom. Another long night at work had had him exhausted. He didn’t even bother turning on the light as he got there, he just sat on the edge of his bed, took his boots, jacket, and shirt off and lied down. _____ was sleeping under the covers soundly, her chest rising up and down with every breath she took. Matt didn’t know if he should wake her up or attempt to cuddle up next to her. He hated that word, but there wasn’t a very manly way to put though.
She needed all the sleep she could get, and it wasn’t often that he saw her like this, so Matt awkwardly put his arms around her and scooted towards her. _____ placed ine arm around him and nestled her head in his chest.
How had he done it? He was the most violent, temperamental person around here. Yet with _____, things were different. Much different. He could yell and scre
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"What!? That's no fair!! I always win!"
"Nope, not this time, Alfie!"
"Well, you should know I was... actually just practicing!!"
"Oh really? You suck at lying!"
"Can you guys keep it down? It's only 9 A.M…" Matthew trails off after realizing that nobody is going to hear him. But he shortly comes to a terrible conclusion watching you and Alfred. The two of you are having the time of your lives, playing a video game called "Super Smash Bros Brawl."
"You know what? I'm gonna pick Link this time, because he's a hero!"
"I'm going to be Bowser, because he's way stronger than your stupid, girly Link!!"
The poor guy watches in horror as he learned his crush, _________, probably likes guys like more Alfred. The way you always tease him, laugh with him, or basically anything to do with him; makes it an obvious sign you love him.
He now has a determined look, planning what he's going to do. He knows he's going to beat Alfred.
His brand new rival.
Matthew sits in his room and begins w
2p!Canada X ReaderMatthew stood on the threshold of his kitchen, eyeing each of his family members. He was not about to let them ruin this night.More Like This
That being that he was having (y/n) over for dinner for the first time. It would be the first time she met his family, not including Al. It was really Oliver's idea, for he very much wanted to meet the girl that his 'little Mattie was so crazy about.' And well....Oliver usually got what he wanted.
And part of that was to have them all dress nice, which was why Matthew was wearing a red dress shirt instead of his famous red plaid. Al had even consented to wearing a white dress shirt, on the condition that he got the keep his jacket.
Oliver had allowed this, but with Francois he wasn't budging an inch. He'd even forced the man to take a shower....if holding the larger man down in the yard, drenching him with the hose, and scrubbing his hair with dog shampoo counted as taking a shower.
Oliver always got his way, even if he had to be creative in order to get it.
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It was autumn in Ontario, Canada. The leaves were falling from the trees and all of them were coincidentally maple leafs. You picked one that looked just as red and perfect as the one on its national flag and decided to bring it with you to show your fiancé Canada.
You ran back to his house from the Maple Sugar woods. _________ yelled out, “Hey Matthew! I found something you might like!”
He yelled out, “Hey wait, eh?”
He was chopping some firewood for the oncoming winter even though outside it was a pleasant 75 degrees. The perfect temperature to be outside to hang out!
You stopped running when you saw your shirtless fiance and hid behind a tree. You then peeked out your head to stare at your sexy Canadian.
There he was half naked…. Oh my! ‘Look at those rippling muscles! I am so glad he wore clothing that never clung to his body! It is definitely a pleasant surprise to see that his body was muscular and not scrawny!'
A Caring Hand CanadaxReader You had woken up only a few minutes ago. Your head was still swimming with half-coherent, muddled thoughts that always seemed to occupy your mind whenever you first woke up. Really, the only reason you were up was because you had found that when you turned over in your sleep to drape your arm on the chest of your husband, there was no one there. Much to your discomfort and dislike, you had shuffled out of the bed, your legs wobbling a bit as you walked out of your bedroom.More Like This
You balled up your hand into a fist and rubbed your eye, opening your mouth wide as you let out a yawn. God, it was too early for this. You shouldn’t even be up. Sickly people shouldn’t have to move, you were pretty sure that was a rule. You cast your eyes down, having to use all your available willpower to keep yourself from falling asleep while standing up. You were so tired... You could barely move.
“(Y/n)!” The normally quiet whisper of your husban
Standing Up For Love CanadaxReaderMatt was always a shy guy, even as a kid. And anyone who knew him knew that he was not typically one to approach others. The few times in his life that he did, he almost fainted and stayed cooped up in his house for almost a week to recover from the experience. As a result, he was rarely noticed by others and had caught on at a young age that he was practically invisible.More Like This
So when a little seven year old you approached him at recess and asked to be friends, he immediately burst into tears.
You two had been best friends ever since.
But as the two of you got older, Matt realized that it wasn’t enough for him. Yes, he loved being your best friend and he was so glad that you held such an important place in his life. But it just…wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted more.
He wasn’t sure when things had changed. When had your smile started making his heart beat so fast? Why did it seem like something about you brightened whenever you saw him? When did he start wishin
Canada x Reader: A Bit Like HomeThere were already quite a lot of people when you arrived, so you had to park your car on the lawn. The sky above you was still thundering, as it had been for a good half hour now, but there was still no rain to accompany it. That was good for Alfred, who was celebrating both Independence Day and his birthday with fireworks.More Like This
Your stomach grumbled; all you had had today as some leftover tofu from the previous night and an organic soda, but you highly doubted there would be many vegan options on the menu for tonight. If you were lucky, perhaps there would be baked potato or something.
You hadn’t really wanted to come out to this party, as you had spent the entire summer—while not at working at the crafts store just down the road from your place—shut inside your cozy apartment, where the AC ran on high and your lap top as your constant companion. The outside world was infinitely humid right now, the exact reason you hadn’t wanted to come out, and if it hadn’t
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3rd Prize for PhantomDinosaurs
It was so awkward when you met him. You were limping out of the nurse’s office (having tripped in PE but retaining no major injury) and he was limping in on crutches (having twisted his ankle playing hockey a few weeks ago). He held the door open for you with his crutch and waited as you speed-limped out of his way with an amused chuckle.
Bright red and in pain, you hobbled back to your PE class, bag of ice in hand. Twenty minutes before the period ended, a faculty member drove up in their golf cart with someone at their side. Someone with crutches.
Face flushing all over again, the cart pulled to a stop and that boy from earlier got off the cart. Reaching for his crutches, he hopped over to your teacher and handed them a note. Quick eyes read over the yellow slip of paper before they gestured over to you. The boy glanced at you from behind round glasses and smiled, nodding.
He grinned at you and awkwardly sat do
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It was the day and you only had one last class to meet before ending your first day. Dating class.......
You weren't sure what to expect. You looked at your schedule, Ms. Wither was the teacher running the class. In a portable of coarse. You started walking toward the door nearest the portable.
~le time skip~
You opened the door to the portable and walked in. Matt was already there sitting on the floor. There were no chairs in the room. It was nearly empty except for some bookcases and a desk where a woman sat. "Hello dear! What is your name?"
"(y/n)" You walked up to the desk. "Ah, here you are. I am Ms. Wither. Please sit there until the others get here." She smiled a creepy happy smile that made you uneasy. You sat next Matt on the floor. "Do you know what this class is for?" he asked. "No idea."
Soon the entire class was sitting in a circle. They were in pairs of boyfriend and girlfriend. To your right was Selene and Vash and to your left was Dalia and Feli. There were two other pa
Christmas Luck Canada x reader Matthew better known as Canada sat on a bench waiting for the bus to arrive.More Like This
“Hi, who are you?” asked a girl walking toward him.
His eyes lit up did someone actually see him? Then he realized she was talking to a boy walking the other way. They met right in front of Matthew and then walked off together.
Matthew’s bus pulled up but the bus driver didn’t see anyone at the stop so he kept on driving.
There was no way this day could get any worse. At that moment car drove by splashing muddy slush, which littered the edges of the road, up and over the curb covering Matthew in the soupy snow mess.
Sighing he decided by the time the next bus was planed to come it would be late at night , so he would walk home instead. On the way home it started to snow. Matthew loved snow but on this chilly December night he just wanted to be home by a blazing fire. After 45 long minutes, Matthew finally arrived ho
Canada x Reader : Is the 5-second rule true?You were eating your favorite __(Favorite Food)__, with the cute yet shy Canadian beside you.More Like This
You admitted it you had a crush on him, alright it was more than a crush it was more of a love crush.
You looked over to the cute Canadian, and asked. "Hey Mat?"
Matthew looked at you, curious of what you were going to say, "Yes __(Y/N)__?"
He said quietly, while watching your hair shine softly and a small smile forming on your lips.
"Is the 5 second rule true?" you asked him curiously, "W-Well, um....I don't really believe in it.." He said softly, *fan-girl squeal*
"Well let's go to Youtube and figure it out!"
After watching about 10 minutes of 'Is the 5-second rule true' you finally said, "I just wasted about 10 minutes of my immortal life..." (Cause your a country.)
Canada shrugged, "But it was a very true video, which had intresting facts."he did have a point, you looked at him but suddenly felt pressure on your lips, the cute
shy Canadian was kissing you! You kissed back melting into
Canada x Reader: First Time"Hey, (name) do you wanna play the pocky game?" Matthew whispered, opening the door to your room.More Like This
You typed away on your lap top, attempting to finish this damn essay that was due on Monday. It was only Friday evening, but you didn't want this essay to spoil your weekend. Besides, it had been raining all day, and the weekend was expected to have clear skies, so you figured that a rainy day called for finishing this up.
"Sure," you answered the blond as you continued to type away, talking about Fredo's tone.
And then you froze.
Matthew Williams just asked you to play the pocky game.
You looked up from your screen, sitting up quickly. "What's the pocky game?"
Matthew's face suddenly decided to camouflage in with his red hoodie, and you managed to pull a confused look at his expression as you tried desperately not to blush.
"U-uh well, it's a game with pocky. T-the s-sn-snack." He showed you a brand new box of pocky, not even opened yet. You nodded slowly,
CanadaxReader: Societies Angel~No one's P.O.V: (Third person view/ portion)~More Like This
He walked down the hall like a ghost, his soul extended under his skin, he feet barely sweeping the floor, the ground no longer a place to stand. It could no longer hold his soul, the measure of his good deeds, the unseen angel wings that carried him.
His feet could touch the ground, but the way his soul lifted in his blue indigo eyes said he shouldn't have to.
To remain whom he was, though, he let his footsteps dust over the surface of the earth, the path's he walked accepting his friction, but rejecting his footprint.
No one knew who he was, his name wasn't even a whisper, the trees often forgetting to remind themselves, the breeze flowing through him like he was just another blade of grass.
But that was okay. He didn't need to be significant to harbor a good feeling, he didn't need to be noticed to understand his actions, the feelings he acted upon.
His ghostly figure harbored a smile, glancing, watching, taking note o
Canada x Reader. He's a Pretty Lady.Your nimble fingers gently tugged at the golden blonde locks of your husband's hair. His hair was soft, seeming to melt like silk with contact.More Like This
He sat crosslegged with his back to you while you sat on your knees, taking three locks of his hair and braiding them skillfully.
Your daughter was in front of him, sweeping away with a makeup brush at his cheeks, the soft bristles dusted heavily with a shockingly pink shade of blush. "Hold still daddy," she mumbled in concentration, her small hand working away to 'beautify' her father.
"Okay, okay, I'll stay still..." He said in his soft tone of voice, sounding so positively nice even in this uncomfortable situation.
You wrapped a rubber band around the end of his last braid with a smile. "Alright! I'm done!"
"So am I!" Your daughter giggled as Matthew shifted to look in the full length mirror to his left.
His cheeks were so
.:Hetalia Fanfiction:. The Snow Grounds In CanadaThe walls were lighted lightly by the glow of the fire and the smell of pine lingered in the air. The house was silent but there was a roar of activity that could be heard from behind the closed doors that lead to the outside world. The snow had just fallen the previous night, making it a great time for you and your boyfriend to go out and venture out after being locked up for a few days. Though shy at the start he had eventually opened up and became more relaxed around you, showing another side of his personality that was usually hidden from others.More Like This
"Hey Mathew, cut it out." You giggled to the blonde man who seemed to be ignoring your request to stop throwing the snowballs at you.
"I don't think so ____." He hurled another ball of white at you and aimed for the center core region of your body.
After finally having had eaten enough snow, you decided to have a little fun back.
"You think you can get away with all of those?" Then a sly smile played across your face. You grabbed a ball of
Never Ever Getting Back Together: 2P!CanadaXReader"It wouldn't work between us "More Like This
That one sentence signaled the ending of your world. You stared at him with bright and watery eyes. You were completely dumbfounded by what he had said and you were sure nothing had ever caught your off guard this much. You didn't understand. He had said that he loved your, that he cared for you. He had always been there for you, just as you had always been there for him. You had caught him with another lover and now you confronted him about it. You had to know for sure but you wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Friends could give each other kisses on the check, right? Your tongue finally moved, and when you spoke, you were surprised by how calm, though quiet, your voice was.
"W-What do you mean, F-France?" you asked.
You cursed yourself for the quiver in your voice, for the hurt in your chest and most of all for the tears in your eyes. You didn't want him to see your cry, especially if he was the one making your cry. You had never cried in
Missing- Reader x SlightlyDepressed!CanadaMissing- Reader x Depressed!CanadaMore Like This
Matthew Williams, also known as Canada, hadn't bothered showing up at the world meeting in Niagara Falls, New York. It was near the border to his country, but nobody had bothered to acknowledge him even then. He stood at the top of the ledges that looked down on the American side of the waterfall, wind whipping his hair and tie. He had left his bear at home- what was his name? Kuma-something.
Even the humans passed him by like he was nothing.
He sighed, leaning on the railing and letting the wind caress his face. At least it was proof he was still alive.
"Hey," someone said conversationally. Canada looked over. There was a girl standing there. She was, undoubtedly, one of the most fascinating people Canada had ever seen. For one she was holding a small black Pomeranian, and for two, she was only wearing a pair of jeans and a graphic T-shirt with sneakers.
"What are you doing here alone? This sight deserves to be shared."
Canada couldn't help but blush
CanadaXReader- Hockey GameYou rang the doorbell and waited a few seconds. You were wearing a Vancouver Canucks jersey because of the hockey game tonight. Your best friend, Matthew, answered the door. He was wearing the same jersey as you.More Like This
"Go Canucks!" you raised your fist in the air as you cheered.
"Yeah! Come on in! I'm making pancakes!"
You watched him silently as he poured the batter in perfect circles on the pan. He was a great cook. His specialty was pancakes.
"You can get the maple from the fridge if you want!"
You went into the refrigerator and pulled out a jar of maple syrup. He had many maple trees around his home so he was able to get the fresh kind of maple syrup. Nothing tasted exactly like it. You set it on the table and got a spoon.
"You have to give me some of this stuff, Mattie!"
"I've got plenty of trees, maybe I could even teach you how to store it properly!"
"I don't have any of these trees near my house though," you whispered sadly.
He laughed a little, "I can't forbid you from the entire f
CanadaxReader: Under the Starry SkyMore Like This
"Uuuugh," you groaned as you slowly sat up in bed. Your head starts pounding as blood rushes down from your head towards the rest of your body. What time is it? you wondered. As your vision cleared, you looked over at your clock. 3:02. "What am I doing up at 3 o' clock in the effing morning?" you said to yourself, slowly climbing out of bed. Then you heard a noise outside.
You put on you slippers, walked toward the window, and looked out. There was a red pickup truck parked in the street out front. A RED pickup truck. "Uuuugh," you groaned again. "America, go awaaaaay " Then a loud honk emerged from the truck. "Ooooh no. NUH-UH," you muttered, as you stormed down the stairs to open the front door and tell America to shut up and go away.
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Matthew picked up the cut pieces of pancakes as he tried demonstrating to his baby boy, *boy name*, how to eat pancakes. "Come oooon. Like daddy, look!" he placed the pieces into his opened mouth and chewed as the mini Matthew watched from his tiny chair. "Now you, *boy name*." The baby looked at the syrupy pastry and picked it up with his tiny hand. "There ya go..." *boy name* glanced at his dad's hopeful eyes and slowly stuck the food into his mouth, chewing it with his new baby teeth. "H-hey! You did it!" *boy name* smiled and reached for the maple syrup bottle. "w-wait! dont do that-" The syrup gushed onto their blonde heads and onto the table. "*boy name* I'LL SAVE YOU!" Matthew pulled his son out of the maple mess as he began sobbing and he clung onto his father's shirt for protection.
____ ran downstairs to see what the comotion was about and saw the mess her husband and baby had made while she was napping. "Matthew, what happened?!" He turned and slipp
Child!Romano x Child!Reader .:Friendships:.((THERE IS A USE OF STRONG WORDS!))More Like This
Today mi mamma asked me to go to the market to get her tamatoes. She can't go bacause she's been very sick with a disease for six years. And it's all my fault, well that's what mi daddy told me before he left a few years ago. He told me when I was born, something went wrong and it was my fault. After that, he left and never came back. So here I am taking care of mamma.
I held a basket of the tamatoes I had just bought close to me. I hummed a song mamma tought me when I was small. Half way through the song I heard whimpering. I looked around and realized it was coming from a dark ally across the road from me. I looked both ways before hopping of the side walk and scrambling to the other side, in fear a carriage would be making it's way down the street, towards me. I slowly walkedintp the ally listening to the cry and pouts of what seems to be a child, like me.
"It's n-not fair... it's always 'oh Feli is so cute!' And 'Romano, why
Romano x Country!Reader - Luigi Is Number OneAmulet-Voltaire: Romano is my favorite Italian Brother, Luigi is my favorite Mario brother, and thus, this idea was born!More Like This
[F/n] - first name, [C/n] - country name
[H/l] - hair length, [H/c] - hair color, [E/c] - eye color
“Come on, Mario and Luigi! We’ll be late!” [M/n] laughed as she dragged North and South Italy. Lovino growled, but Feliciano just laughed. Romano hadn’t growled because he was angry at [F/n], he growled simply because he hated that nickname.
See, Romano always had a crush on [C/n], aka [F/n]. At first, he fell in love with her sparkly, emotion filled eyes and her Goddess like [h/l][h/c] hair (Romano vision). Then he fell in love with how she pays more attention to him and not his fratello, unlike everyone else, who are always trying to get North Italy’s attention. Now, he has fallen in love with her personality. One thing he didn’t like was her constan
All Over A Dog (Jean x Reader)All Over A DogMore Like This
Ship: Jean x reader
Key: (f/b) = favorite breed (of dog), (d/n) = dog’s name, (f/n) = first name,
“Okay! Okay! Stop! Stop! That’s enough!” You continued to laugh. You lifted the figure off of you, and placed him on the floor.
It was you and boyfriend’s new puppy. He was a (f/b) and was only 1 month old. You absolutely adored him, but your boyfriend? Not so much. you were playing with (d/n) when he had begun to lick your face nonstop.
You heard a groan from the kitchen.
“Jean? Are you okay?” You called to your boyfriend.
As you sat up, he walked into the living room where you were playing with (d/n). He was carrying a bowl of popcorn, and precariously balancing two cups of soda in his arms. You watched as he set them on the coffee table, and turn back to you.
“What?” You asked, confused as to what all the groaning and staring was about.
He let out an exasperated sigh. “I swear, every since we got that th
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Canada x Reader LOVERS Game
It was Matthew. Matthew was you best friend's brother. Yeah believe it or not Alfred were your best friend even thought he is loud and popular and you were just a normal teenage girl so is silent except when you are with Al. You have met Matthew only once but see him everyday but never interact with each other. When the both of you crosses each other's path. No one would say a word.
--- Flash Back --- Feelings ----
One day while you were having a lunch with Alfred and his gang Matthias and Gilbert he said something that you didn't know or ever thought it would be. "Hey _______ you know My little brother Matt has a crush on you." The sentence he said made you blush. You have a little crush on his brother cause he was silent and always having a little cute bear with him awhich make him more cute. Which was only when you were still grade 5. After some years when you went to highschool your crush became love towards Matthew.
--- End of Flashback ---
Ticci Toby x Reader- Waffles and KissesMore Like This
You sat on a sofa in Slenderman Manor, drowning in boredom. A countless number of manga comics lay splayed out on the coffee table infront of you and an empty box from pizza express lay on the floor with an (f/d) bottle next to it. You glanced around the room lazily, looking for someone to hang out with or bug the hell out of. Unluckily, EVERYONE had gone out to go do some killing today. So that left only you, the sofa and a box of anime in the large Manor you called ‘home’.
“Hey Masky, hey Masky, hey Masky! Masky, I know you can hear me!” You turned you head around to spot Ticci Toby, Hoody and Masky walking past the living room in which you lay in. They had finally come back from hunting!
“TOBY, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!” You yelled out and scrambled off the leather sofa, just to have Toby throw you back onto it as he charged at you.
“(Y/N)! I missed you!” Toby yelled out and
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Prize for icyfalls
The birds chirped outside, their jovial melody floating through the moist morning air. The sun rose from its heavy slumber, taking over its darker sister's place; a sign of a new day at the Trainees Camp.
Sunlight filled the room, its warm rays seeping through the thin pale curtains of the girls barracks. They lightly touched the soft skin of a sleeping (h/c)-haired girl; in response to the warm, tingling sensation on her cheek, her eyes fluttered open.
With a blurred vision, ______ slowly sat up and scanned the room lazily. She then kneaded her fists into her eye sockets to get rid of the remaining sleep before yawning. Her best friend, Ymir, is still snoring away on her bunk, her drool staining the white pillow.
'No one is up yet... Might as well get ready early,' ______ thought, carefully hopping off of her bed. Heading over to her dresser, she grabbed her uniform before leaving the room, the door silently closing behind her.
Colds and Love (Sick!Lavi x Reader)More Like This
"I'm gonna die!" Lavi yelled, his voice nasily from his stuffy nose.
"Calm down, it's just a cold." I said gently. I was the most patient person with red head. Even though Allen was kind, he had his limits. I didn't really have one that I had discovered yet. Most people thought I didn't have one, I guess because I was able to put up with Lavi. I didn't ever mind him or any of his antics, I thought they were really adorable.
"[y/n], if this is the end, I want you to remember me as the best boyfriend ever. I love you." After Lavi had finished his 'last words', he fell back in his piles of pillows, arms sprawled out, tongue hanging out, pretending to die.
I laughed at his little scene "Oh, Lavi, what am I going to do with you?" I sighed, picking up some trash from the floor of his room and throwing it away.
He threw his head up to look at me, his
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"BUUT WHHYYYY!!!" Lavi's voice boomed throughout the black order.
I slammed my hand on his mouth "Shhh." I tried to calm him down.
He threw my hand off of his mouth and held it in both of his, he was on his knees crying.
With my other hand I stroked his hair as he whimpered. He was trying to contain his sobs, until he burst out crying again, tugging me to him and pressing his face to my stomach, his tears soaking my exorcist jacket as he held me tightly.
"NOOOO! DON'T GO!" He wailed.
I sighed. I just stood in the middle of the room with Lavi clinging to my waist crying.
I let my head fall back closing my eyes, with another exasperated sigh. When I heard footsteps. I looked to the source and saw Allen, hes eyes were glossy with tears and his bottom lip was quivering, "No. N-No, no, no, n-" abruptly I was tackled dow
A PewDieCry Fanfic Cry yawned, just waking up in his comfortable bed. He turned his body over, sliding the sheets and blankets off of his slim, yet muscular body. He stood up, then shook his head, trying to shake the sleepiness off. He had slept for ten hours, yet he was still sleepy... He peered at the clock. Eleven A.M. ''S pretty good..,' He thought, opening his wooden bathroom door, stepping off of his warm carpet and onto the cold, white tile floor. He felt a shudder go through him and goosebumps completely cover his body. 'Oh, god. Why's it so cold?' He shivered, hugging himself, then opening the bathroom closet, pulling out a black towel, setting it on the toilet cover. He slid open the sliding-glass door to the shower, turning the hot water on. He waited for it to warm up, then he stripped his silky white pajamas and slowly stepped into the shower, letting out a soft sigh of content as the warm water hit his skin.More Like This
Oh, what a wonderful feelin
Sleepy Boopy Time"Ah!" The masked man shrieked out, his laughter shortly following.More Like This
Russ died laughing as he sprayed fire at the boomer, failing horribly in the process.
The clock read 3:28 AM, the time glowing brightly on the computer screen.
For years they've done the same activity each Saturday night.
Late Night with Cry and Russ.
Cry had shown his face to the world about seven years back and now showed his webcam along with Russ.
He still wore the white poker faced masked just for effect.
Just to remember.
Three small shadows emitted from behind Cry, his fans noticing automatically.
"What the fuck?"
"Is it. . ."
"No it can be. . ."
The screen chat flooded with the similar questions, causing the brunette to frown confused.
"What are you all---?" He questioned before being cut off abruptly.
"Daddy. . . What are you doing?" One of the small figures questioned silently.
"Hold on Russ." He said into his microphone before turning towards the three small figures
Switzerland x Reader - Thief You pressed your thin frame against the reddish bricks of the mansion. The wind seeped its way through the seams in your flimsy black turtleneck, causing you to shiver. It was an unusually cold October night. Your heart pounded faster then a hummingbird, and, for a split second, you wondered if it was time to back down and go home to your shitty apartment, ignoring the rent that needed to be payed, forgetting about this whole endeavour. But you just shook your head, tiptoeing next to the house.More Like This
A branch crackled under your sneakers, making the loudest noise possible. You gritted your teeth, hoping the sound was mute to the human ear. Unfortunately, you heard a slow scuttle of footsteps from the high open window of the house. A tiny girl poked her head out, craning her neck. Her eyes were a hazy turquoise, half lidded from sleep. Your breath hitched in your throat. The girl yawned, disappearing. It was so quiet, you could hear her climbing into her bed, the springs creaking
Mama!Fem!ItalyXReader- Half Breed Chapter 6More Like This
---19 Years Old---
I walked out of the town, not even glancing back. I knew I hurt Dad. I just hope he'll forgive me one day. I didn't even leave a note for them. What was the point? They knew I was leaving, they knew where I was going. I can't say I regret waiting this long. I had fun these past few years, but a part of me was missing, a part that was always there until Mom left. I sighed and kept walking. I would find her. I wouldn't give up until I found her. I had to see her again.
When I got into the next town, it was oddily familiar. When I looked at the store closest to me I knew why. I lived here a few years ago. I got lost in that store and a nice man helped me find Mom. What was that man's name? I can't remember it. I just kept walking, no sense in trying to find out. I wasn't planning on staying long anyway. I asked around, asking if anyone knew a woman named Feliciana. I sighed, ready to head to the next town, but a man grabbed my arm.
I looked at him. He h
Rich!ItalyxMaid!Reader Part 1You stood outside of the open gates that led into a beautiful garden of a huge white mansion. Tall, skinny bushes lined the stone pathway that leads to the mansion up ahead on each side. Patches of red roses and different kinds of flowers scattered around on the freshly mowed lawn. Daisies, Irises, Tulips, Cornflowers, Marigolds, Lilies and Sunflowers brought a rainbow of colors to the whole garden to bring joy and happiness for the Springtime. You looked down at the card you were holding in your right hand. It read The Vargas Family and the address of the mansion in cursive hand writing. You wore a simple (f/c) dress that went down to your knees and black high heels to meet your new masters. Masters? Yes, you were a maid. You worked and cleaned for many families in the past but you were fired many times. It was mainly because of your clumsiness. Whenever you were carrying a stack of plates to put away in the cupboards, you would always fall and shatter all of them. Even when you wereMore Like This
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Feliciana stared at _____ as she slept. It broke her heart that everyone was so mean to her. The only reason Feliciana moved back to this town was so maybe ____ would meet up with her father. But it seems it hadn't happened. Even though she loved ____, she knew she wasn't taking care of her like a good mother should. She was also gone and she was barely even working. That's mostly why she cried at night.
Even though she'd never tell ____ this, she was always getting harrassed and fired. Mostly because people knew her daughter was a half-breed. She hated it that people couldn't accept her daughter. She wasn't any different from them. She was an amazing girl who manage to do all the right things, but got punished for something she was. Feliciana hugged ____ tightly.
"I'm so sorry... I know your Father could protect you from the bullies better than me. I'm so sorry mia cara."
---The Next Day---
I woke up to an empty bed, which was odd because I usually woke up before Mom
Mama!Fem!ItalyXReader- Half Breed Chapter 4More Like This
---16 Years Old---
I sighed as I walked to the store. We actually moved back to the town I was born in. I was quite tired of all the stuff that happens. I have a reputation of a "bad kid." Mostly cause I won't put up with the stuff that happens to me. It has made me tough, but I still don't like the teasing. It was a bit frustrating, but I've tried to stay out of trouble for Mom's sake. She is so stressed nowadays.
I felt kind of sad about that. We never got to spend time with each other anymore. She was always working, trying to support us. I've tried to work, but no one would hire me cause of my reputation, and basically for my races. It sucks to be judge for that.
"Oh look who it is. _____. I'd say your last name but German names are hard to pronounce!" I looked at the girl who spoke. I didn't know her name, why bother? If the bullying kept up, we would most likely move again. No matter what I tried to say or do to convince Mom to stay, we always left anyway.
Father!RomanoXChild!Reader~Help Me...Part 1Father!RomanoXChild!Reader~Help Me...Part 1More Like This
****3 years old****
A single scream echoed through the streets that night,it was 8 pm, and you were running as fast as you could. You were running from your home,the reason, you were abused.
Your father constantly hit you and your mother did nothing. You felt tears falling down your face as you ran. You needed to find somewhere to hide or someone to help you,you could hear your father yelling behind you.
You looked back and saw he was catching up. You screamed and ran to the nearest house. You began banging on it screaming for help,you began crying harder.You scratched at the door in vain screaming at the top of your lungs.
"Help me!",you cried. "What the hell do you want?",asked a man throwing open the door. "Help me!",you cried and clung to his leg. "What the-",he was cut off by your father. "Give me my kid back right now!",he yelled. "Wh-what?",he asked looking down at you and saw your bruised arms.
"Don't let him take me!",you
SwitzerlandxReader- Request for ProfessorNamiMore Like This
You flew through the air, frolicking in the clouds with unicorns and flying bunnies of assorted colors. A unicorn opened its mouth like it was about to talk to you when the only sound you heard come out was a loud 'BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.'
Your first thought:
'That unicorn needs to wash out his mouth with some soap…'
Your second thought:
'I think that may have been my wake up call.'
You struggled to open your eyes and tilted your head so you saw the still beeping alarm clock. Well, it wasn't going to beep anymore. You slammed your hand down on the machine.
Then lay back in peace. And slowly closed your eyes.
Then it hit you.
Your alarm clock was beeping for a reason.
THIS GIRL NEEDED TO GET UP. NOW.
You dragged yourself off the bed, managing to somewhat flopping onto the floor. You picked yourself up and managed to stumble into a closed door. Didn't see that coming. You fumbled for the doorknob, got to the bathroom with the effor
SwitzerlandxShy!Reader [REQUEST]SwitzerlandxShy!Reader [REQUEST]More Like This
"Come on (name)! You need to tell him!"
"I want to but, what if he doesn't like me back?!?!?"
"Don't worry, burder obviously has feeling for you."
"I-I don't know *slams head on the wall*"
"(name) you'll never know if you don't try!"
"Can I try later... ya' know, like when we're NOT at school"
"But (name)! Right now is the perfect time to ask him."
"pwease Lili, can we do this later." You pleaded, Lili sighs but nods in agreement
"Yes! Thank you Lili!"
Your bestfriend Lili had been trying to set you up with her older brother, who is another close friend of yours and *cough**cough* crush *cough**cough*. You really like Vash but the problem is your too shy to go up to him and confess, so Lili came up with various plan to get either Vash to confess or you to confess. But at the end one of you has chickened out. You and Lili are walking to her locker to get some books. You and Lili started to talk about another plan on how y
Switzerland X Reader: Things Happen pt.14Vash looked down at the pool of fluid on the floor before he rose to his feet and scooped you up into his arms, shouting to Elizabeta to grab your bag and hurry out to the car as he carried you down the hallway.More Like This
“Just try and stay relaxed liebe, don’t panic, just keep calm and don’t worry, I vill not let anything happen to you, so just stay calm, don’t wo-”
“I am calm! Now will you please SHUT UP?!?!”
Vash looked down at you and blinked a few times as he processed that you had just yelled at him, he had barely ever heard you raise your voice, and he certainly hadn’t heard you raise it at him.
“Sorry for yelling at you, I just wanted you to relax, it’s hard to be calm when the guy holding you is a nervous wreck.”
You chuckled a little and rubbed your stomach gently with your head resting on Vash’s shoulder as you took slow deep breathes and allowed your eyes to close for a moment before you heard a car door opening
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"Quite a temper you got on you for such a neutral person." You sneered looking out through a large window. The rain droplets had tiny races to the bottom, streaking the pane with water streaks.
"Quite a mouth you got for a dumb girl," Vash retorted as he angrily stomped around the den.
"At least I don't go shooting random people." You retorted as you turned to face the Swiss man.
"I do it to protect myself and my sister!" he stood up facing you, his blood full of rage.
"What about me? During the War of Flames? Didn't seem to protect me at all." You snapped.
"I wasn't going to take sides," he replied.
"Yeah, I got that," you sighed turning to face the window again.
A sheet of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark forest that surrounded Vash's house. You sighed again resting your head on the cold window pain. A few tears running down your face, as you starred out into the dark stormy night.
This had been one of the many fights you and Vash have had recently. Your relati
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War is not good. War creates many scars that will forever haunt our pasts.
It was already silent when Switzerland signaled to the other men to be still. He crept into the entryway of an alley, with his prepared bolt-action rifle. Switzerland saw nothing in the darkness, but still, he thought he heard a quiet whisper. He heard some scuffling on the right wall, "Hey, who's there?!"
Switzerland's voice echoed in the alleyway, but there was no answer. Further away, he could hear the sounds of the retreating enemies, with their bullets and grenades. "Mister Switzerland," a commanding officer said to him, "It's probably nothing. We should go now and deliver the weapons, before the enemy comes an-"
"No." Mint-green eyes narrowed in the darkness, searching for the soft whimpering he could not deny he was hearing. "There's someone in here..." Switzerland took a few steps forward, all the other men holding their breath. Switzerland took another step, bef
switzerland x reader ZOMBIES"thank you...vash" you pantedMore Like This
he nodded looked around frantically "wheres lili" he said running back to the confrence area
"wait VASH" you followed him that idiot left lili and saved you...he saved you though
"LILI" vash yelled shoot every zombie in the area you were behind him shaking not just out of fear but anger and worry you loved lili and dispite vash being nutreal you loved and hung out with the zwinglis often
"do you think she made it out with some one else" you asked
"no she wouldnt have left with out me..." he looked around heart broken lili was his world he felt so stupid thinking of you before her but you were the woman he loved and...
"vash on the roof" you pointed lili was siting there like her brother shoot everything compleatly okay
the blonde man in front of you sighed with momentary relife "now we have to get up to her" he said
you nodded and followed him into he building full of the undead
"take this stay behind me i would hate for you to be hurt" vash blushe
Letters of Hope Russia X Reader“I think (y/n) is getting better.” One nurse whispered smiling as she and her companion peeked around the doorway at you.More Like This
“You think so?” Her fellow nurse asked surprised.
“Mmhm.” The first nurse nodded and looked softly at the thin girl sitting by the window. “Ever since her parents died it was so hard on her” she said sadly, “ but ever since she started exchanging letters with that boy she seems a like a whole new person.”
The second nurse looked fondly at you too, “Your right” she agreed.
You sat in the big armchair that was in your small room. You had shoved it so it was facing the window. You stared out the window, waiting. You room was near the front of the building and gave you a nice view of the yard and the mailbox.
It had been your nurse’s idea to join a pen pal group. You had been reluctant at first, but once the letters began to come you became more enthusiastic and now it was what you looke
Welcome to Gakuen High- Hetalia xDepressed!readerMore Like This
Love-San: sorry this took so long~! I tried my best to make Reader-Tan depressed as I can get it.
You weren't sure on why those rumors spread like wildfire in the school, but you didn't like
it. You tried to tell the Teachers but the just brushed you off like there was no problem, that
you where just telling lies. You weren't sure that exactly what the rumors but some of them went
along the lines of "Oh, by the way did you hear that (f/n) (l/n) cuts herself?" or " And did you hear
that (f/n)'s parents abandoned her when she was five ... I so don't feel bad for her." and after that
you would hear a few of snickers come the gossipers. Maybe what they said was true, that your mother
and father abandoned you because you where to annoying to them or just a bother to them. you were an
orphan, your parents had gone to work one day and never came back, no note or anything, they had taken
~Last Christmas~ *Male!Belarus X Reader*~Last Christmas~More Like This
*Male!Belarus X Reader*
'Drabble #4 of 'All I want for Christmas' series'
(Name) watched with big,curious (e/c) eyes as Nikolai,Dmitri and Ivan decorated the forest green Christmas tree with multicoloured and varied shaped decorations,from the simplest red spheres,to the most complex one such as Santas,glittery angels,plush teddy bears with delicate patterns and so on and so forth.
The quite large mansion in the heart of Russia was enveloped in a festive atmosphere as Christmas was soon to come.
Mistletoe was hanged at the crystal drop lamp,the small white breakable fruits contrasting with the green of the branch itself.
A petite chuckle escaped the female's lips,her eyes wandering to the white marble fireplace,where red and vivid green socks hanged,a snow globe tactically placed in between tall red candles kept in the silver broded support.
The sparks were playing,hitting the interior of the fireplace,the wood cracking with a jingle as it slowly turned i
My mother is my HeroMy hero is someone very dear and important to me. That person has taken care of me ever since I was a baby. That person is my mother. She taught me how to be my own person, read, write, talk, everything. She's my hero because she's always been there for me.More Like This
I think of my mother as my hero because she told me that I needed to be true to myself. That it didn't matter what others thought of me. She taught me to believe in myself, to follow my heart. When I was younger I was bullied by my classmates. I remembered one day coming home from the bus crying. Someone was teasing me and pulling at my hair because I was a "loser". I remembered her pulling me into a hug and saying to me, "You shouldn't care what they think. Don't make them rule your life." I've kept those words in my heart ever since. The bullying after that stop when they noticed that I wasn't paying attention to them. Because of her advice, my bullying stopped.
Another reason why she's my hero is because she's always t