Vampire!England x Reader [[Commission]] - Part 1More Like This
Beauty and the Englishman
Vampire!England x Reader
Part 1 of 6
Commission for TheComicGal
Hetalia and it's characters © Hidekaz Himaruya
This story © RecklessAlbinoChibi
You © Yourself, or whoever you want
Just a tiny bit of bad language nearing the end.
The Englishman's home was a rather large one, contrasting greatly with the other little houses that were scattered around the town of London. It had a countless amount of windows, most of which overlooked Big Ben. It had a beautiful garden, that had to be cared for by many of the Englishman's maids and butlers.
Of course, being as rich as he was, he had to deal with a lot of publicity. He shut himself away in the Kirkland manor, never even bothering to open up the curtains of his house to let in a tiny speck of golden sunlight. Peopl
Spain x Reader (Foreign Exchange Student)"Oh my gosh. ____! Look there!"More Like This
(Insert colour) eyes wandered to the direction your friend, Belle, was pointing to. You stopped dead in your tracks at the scene that held out before you.
There stood your ten-month long boyfriend, Antonio Carriedo, who was also the new foreign exchange student. He wasn't alone, yet not accompanied by his two friends, Gilbert and Francis. Instead, he was trapped in between five giggling girls, begging him for his attention. It wasn't that much of a surprise though; he was new, gorgeous, had a delicious Spanish accent and to top it off, possessed a contagiously cheerful personality.
However a major flaw in that wonderful personality of his was his obliviousness. He didn't even notice how these 'friendly' girls were getting a bit too intimate, which bothered you gravely. One was located at his left, playfully hitting his shoulder and toned back, laughing in a high-pitch tone while drawing her body closer and closer to his. The other on his right was flirti
Nekotalia!SpainxReader -Pt 1- It hurt to walk, to keep pressing forward. But you knew you'd have to stay strong until you could have a night's rest. Earlier this morning, you ran out of your person's home to never return. They had gotten a kitten not too long ago and have been neglecting you since.More Like This
Peering into an alleyway, you were met with a pair of eyes. One eye was a dark green and the other was blind. As he stepped out into the light, you could see all the scars underneath his shaggy, unkempt grey pelt.
His eyes narrowed seeing you standing there. "Hey there pretty kitty. You have some nerve stepping on my land." Now his one working eye danced with amusement. "Maybe you wanted to stay awhile..."
Your (h/c) fur stuck up at end. Something was definitely off about this tom and you didn't want to stick around to find out what. He started coming towards you, his stubbed tail twitching. "Go away! Don't come close to me!" You hissed empty threats towards him.
When he stood in front
Turtle Parade SpainxReader“You know something, Lovi?”More Like This
“I keep wondering how you managed to survive being raised by Toni.”
“Hm. Yeah, probably.”
A few moments passed in silence.
“Why are you asking?”
“He’s running around with Gilbert and Francis trying to catch a tomato fairy that I think is actually just a hummingbird.”
“…That tomato bastard.”
You laughed and moved to lie on the grass next to Lovi. Of course you wouldn’t actually say anything mean about Toni; the two of you had been best friends since you were little countries just starting out in the world. You guys were inseparable; whenever one of you got into a fight, the other was right there in the thick of it. If you ever had a problem, Toni was always the first person you went to, regardless of what was wrong. And you were the first person he sought out as well.
But sometimes you had to question his mental state, which is what
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Four hours. You were breathing so hard it felt like a mallet in the back with each exhale. You had come over to Spain's house, as you often did, to practice dancing and hang with one of your best friends, him.
He looked over at you, and grinned. Bastard. His breathing was hard, but he obviously wasn't nearly as tired out from the exhausting dance the both of you had been working on for the last 240 minutes.
"Here." Spain said cheekily, offering you a water bottle. "Have a drink".You caught your breath. The light caught his hair making it shine. His cheeks were flushed, and his long, drool worthy body stretched out elegantly. You'd seen that same body dance, and shivered at the thought.
Reminding yourself to come back down to earth, you snatched it, and drank the entire thing down in one gulp. Spain looked impressed.
"Wow, your freaky good at swallowing things." he said. You didn't know whether to faint or face palm. Was he trying to be dirty, or were you just reading it wro
EnglandxReader - Half a Cup of MagicMore Like This
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Entering your house after coming home from work, you hear the sound of the fire alarm. You sigh and walk through to the kitchen again, snatching up the towel you keep by the doorway, which you use on a regular basis now, but not for drying spills. No need to panic that the fire alarm is going off, because youve seen a familiar car parked outside.
No, this towel is to fan the smoke away from the fire alarm and out of the kitchen window whenever your boyfriend, Arthur, is cooking. Usually, he doesnt burn things, and you never thought his cooking could get worse, but, unfortunately, you have been proven wrong by both him and the horrible cloud of smoke making you cough at this moment in time.
You exchanged keys a while ago, so youre not surprised to find him inside once youd seen the car. He tries to be sweet, attempting to cook for you, but, unfortunately, his cooking isnt a good thing.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader He was late coming home, again. He had even texted you telling you he was about to leave over three hours ago, and then he had texted you back ten minutes later apologizing for the tardiness he knew was going to come. Arthur's boss had been doing this more and more frequently it seemed, you were beginning to let yourself think you never even got to see him for more than an hour at a time, and that alone could hurt even the closest of marriages.More Like This
You sighed, shaking your head and letting some strands of your (h/c) hair fall in front of your face, resting your palms on the cool surface of the mattress. You had stayed up waiting for him every single night this week and it was taking a toll on you. Perhaps you would just lay down for a quick nap, shut your eyes for just a moment to regain just an hour of the sleep you had lost this previous week.
Slowly you lowered your body down, relishing the way the mattress seemed to hug your body close to it, enveloping you as the comforter
SpainxReader - somedayMore Like This
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. That was the name of your best friend, Spanish tutor, and secret crush. You had know the Spanish boy since you were very young, but in fear of destroying your friendship, you never told him how you really felt. This weekend however, Alfred, a self-proclaimed hero and social master mind, was throwing a party down by the lake, and everyone from your college was invited. The only problem was that was that Everyone was invited.
Now, you wern't the ugliest girl in the world, but there were plenty of beautiful girls that attend you college and the difference between them and you, were they were popular and confident. You stood no chance. What didn't make matters better was the fact that Antonio was one of the hottest guys in school, and being Spainish and the leader or the football/soccer team, every girl wanted to date him.
You phone buzzed as a light lit up the screen 'one new message from Antonio'
"Hola Chica, are you going to the party tonight? x"
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A loud explosion made the drowsy Spaniard shoot out of bed. He glanced around questioningly, hoping to find the source of the explosion. Once confirming that it wasn't a bomb that went off, Antonio made his way downstairs, immediately engulfed by the smell of something burning. " No otra vez ..." he said, shaking his head disbelievingly. "She's going to burn the house down someday, at this rate." Cautiously, he made his way to the kitchen.
"¡Buenos días Toni!" you greeted him in his language. He smiled warmly at your notion, but it immediately turned into a grimace as the rancid odor of the overcooked dish made his way to his nose.
"¡Buenos días, mi querida. What are you doing up so early? And what is that smell?" He questioned, holding his nose to block out the stench.
"You see, Toni, since you always make breakfast, I thought I should surprise you and make you breakfast instead!"
"Ah, I see. (Name), mi querida, uh…what exactly were you making?" He said his voice
Heart of Italia 1Felicia and Lovina Vargas lost their grandfather when they were 12 due to some bandits who want the Heart of Italia, Italy's greatest and most precious treasure. Lovina and her sister escape only to learn that the bandits killed their grandfather and the Heart no where to be found. Lovina and Felicia are the ones who have it but Lovina doesn't even know what it is let alone Felicia. Now the bandits are looking for the Vargas girls and claim one of them to obtain the Heart since there no longer is a male in the family. However, Lovina comes up with a plan that doesn't require for either of them to live their lives on the run or in fear: she becomes the male heir Romano in hope that the bandits will leave them alone. It does work for 6 years, Lovina Vargas is dead and brother and sister Felicia and Romano are living normal lives in Southern Italy until a Spanish man comes along and everything gets thrown into chaos.More Like This
"That's it, just sign it." A snake like voice hissed. A dark br
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Romano gasped as he was pushed onto the hard wooden floor of the Captain's "office" room. He'd been stolen from his home. Him, just a simple sixteen year old Italian boy, was stolen. Stolen and imprisoned here on this pirate boat, after being beating to the point he couldn't move, then thrown harshly on the floorboards at the auburn, leather boots of the Captain. He winced as the tip of one of those boots pushed his chin up, tears and blood staining his tan face.
"This is him?" Romano heard a low voice say though he couldn't see much but the blurry outline of the figures because of the tears still fogging up his hazel eyes.
"Wh-What Wh-Why am I here?" He strained, his throat still clogged from his earlier sobs of pain. But he only felt a pain in his side as one of the crew members kicked his side roughly, telling him only to speak when spoken to.
Romano curled in pain, twitching and crying again like before though he couldn't stop it. He wondered if he was going t