Canada x Victim! Reader 2
You sat at a wooden table, a pile of delicious looking pancakes sat in front of you. Across the table from you was the man that had taken you. He seemed to become transparent, but you never lost full sight of him.
"You should eat something." He said. You looked back to the pancakes, they looked delicious. You picked up your fork and took a small bite. They were delicious! You took another bite, then another, until the whole plate was empty.
"They were . . . good." You said and looked away.
"I-I'm gland you l-liked them." The man said. There was an uncomfortable silence for a while until the man spoke.
"My n-name is M-Matthew W-Williams." He said. You remained quiet. You didn't quite trust him with your name yet. You were about to ask him why you were here when you felt something soft on you leg. Looking down, you saw a little white dog. But when you picked it up, you saw it was a polar bear!
"Who are you?" it asked you. You sighed and gave a microscopic smile.
"Nobody important." You s
CanadaxReader (Fluff!!)Matthew poured maple syrup into a bowl and grabbed a bowl full of popcorn. He set those on the table in front of the couch and TV. Then Matthew went to make two cups of hot chocolate. It was a chilly Winter morning, and you were coming over to hang out.More Like This
A soft knock snapped the Canadian out of his thoughts. He went to open the door, but before he could he tripped over his pet Polar Bear! He fell with a loud crash.
"M-Matthew?! Are you okay?!" You called from outside, worried.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine (Name)..." He got up, told Kumajirou sorry (while calling it the wrong name), and opened the door.
Purple eyes met (e/c) ones.
"Hi Mattie!" You said and gave him a hug. The Canadian blushed and hugged back.
"Hello (Name)..." You took off your shoes and Matthew led you to the living room.
"Thanks for coming over on such a cold day (Nickname)."
You smiled. "No problem! I love hanging out with you anyway!" The two of you sat down on the couch after Matthew put in a DVD to watch. Both of you sipped h
Canada X ReaderYou smiled as you went downstairs for breakfast,you had just had a sleepover with your close friend Matthew,he was a quiet canadian who you had known for a few years.He was shy and had a warm heart,but he wasnt noticed much because his brother Alfred always took the spotlight. Poor Matthew was always cast aside and nobody noticed him,that included his loud and obnoxious brother. You understood how Matthew felt though,you and him were always picked last in games or never picked at all. You didnt understand though what it was like to compete with a sibling for attention,you had none.You also didnt understand why the brothers weren't closer,other friends you knew who had brothers were close,these two were miles apart from one another,it was as if something had happened and they were never the same. You shook your head,it was too early to even think about this,your mind was still fuzzy with sleep so you simply brushed away the thoughts and continued toward the kitchen.More Like This
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I was in her classes but I never talked to her,It's not like she would notice me...almost nobody does or they can't rember my name...The more I notice,she doesn't talk to anyone. She just sits there kind of looking a bit like Lukas,Alfred told me his name, does all the time. She didn't look like she even cared or was even there.
"...Hey! Matt,get up!"
I sat up and relized that My brother was waking me up. He laughed like the hero,he thinks he is, and ran out the room. I got out of bed and walked out of my room into the bathroom. I looked at the mirror and saw something. Me with a bunch of blue marker on my face.
I yelled,or atleast tried, at Alfred. who was satanding at the door laughing. Sometimes he can be such an ass, I ingored him and wiped the marker off my face. I,then, relized that the marker was Permant marker.
I said,but then gave up on yelling at him because it wouldn't have gotten though to him or even make him stop doing this. Just giving him
Canada X Mute!Reader: Costume Party Pt.2More Like This
A/N. Part 2 of my series. This probally makes 0% sense if You just read it like this. So,Read the first part please!
"Huh? A party? Your kidding..."
I said guessing he was just joking.
"No,I'm serious. There's a party and It's suposse to be kick-ass!? You should come with me,It's a coustume party."
Alfred pretty much yelled in his ectixted voice he uses when he's talking to Arthur.
"Sure, When is it?"
I said pretty happily. I'm never invited to party and Alfred doesn't saw just any party is "kick-ass".
"Tommrow! It's going to be sooo kick-ass!"
Man,He really was ethustic about this party.
" I got to go,You have try-outs and I want to get home"
Considering Alfred had football try-outs and when I did get noticed,it was usually by bullies. Man,Prussia could be so mean . Plus,I want to get home so I can take care of my polor bear. Yeah,talk about extoic pets...I couldn't remeber his name at the moment though.
I started walking out of the scho
Canada X Mute!Reader: Costume Party Pt.3More Like This
I was watching from a table I was sitting at with my two annoying,twin sisters. They never stopped about the teasing about not having a damn boyfriend. What that so wrong to not have a boyfriend? No,I have better things to do then act like a whore to please a boy.
I just rolled my eyes a little and watched Matthew Williams,The boy who I danced with. He had had a little too much to drink and was now stummbling over himself. The next thing I saw, Alfred was shaking his shoulder and trying to tell him this "Bro,I think you've had a little too much to drink. You don't want too party to hard! But it's still kick-ass your drinking!" Matthew just looked at him,hiccup a few times and catch his blance on his brother's shoulder.
I thought about stepping in but I think I'll just let it boil a little more. Sometimes,It's a little nice to have two sisters and a brother who likes to fight, I just keep to myself unless someone starts it.
"No,I haven't! I'll tell you when I'
Canada X Mute!Reader: Costume Party Pt.4More Like This
I woke up and I had the worst headache in the world. I said softly to myself as I held my head "Eh! my head hurts!".
My brother must have heard me because he walked into my room and it felt like he was sreaming in my ear "Man,That was the most Kickass,awesome party ever!" I whinced and asked him "What happened...Last night?" He laughed a little and told me a review of everything that happpend to him. I looked at him and held my head, only to turn my face away from him because he was standing in the light. "What happened to me,Alfred?" He told me some "You got some girl's number,I can't remeber her name at the second but she does have some cute sisters and she was in a barbie costume. You were th life of the party too! Oh and when I got home,you were making out with the same girl at the front door. She left right after that. AWESOME!" I just held my head and kept it turned to the side. It really hurt badly and everything felt and sounded at least twenty times louder. Eh,b
Seasons of Love. - Canada x Reader.Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutesMore Like This
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
Was there a meter known as life to be measured? Or life was just lived in the plain old style? You couldn't tell.
Matthew Williams was a very shy Canadian boy you just happen to fall in love with. Unexpectedly.
And it all started with a scale.
In daylights, in sunsets
In midnights, in cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, a year in the life?
If you were talking about measuring life in laughter, you both had thousands of memories made and imprinted into both hearts that would link forever in life no matter where each of you went.
And that was exactly what happened and threw both of you off track.
It was the end of college, where you would finally go out into society to find a suitable j
CanadaxReader .:Since That Day Part 2:.Part 2, yay!More Like This
2001- 12 years old
One the first day of seventh grade, the first day of middle school, I had to clasp my hands together to keep them from shaking. I was so nervous, and everything was so different than what I was used to. Even in my favorite silk top and new denim skirt, I felt that every pair of eyes was on me. Scrutinizing me, judging me. Ridiculing me.
I looked down at my feet, just outside my first period class. My heart raced faster than the Daytona 500, leaving me behind in its dust to try and catch my breath. Easier said than done at the moment.
Matthew came up beside me and gently took my hand in his. I looked up into his eyes, my own glistening. "I'm scared," I told him, holding his hand tightly. It was like his grasp was the only thing keeping me from sinking deeper into the sea of fright.
"So am I," he muttered.
"I looked up over my shoulder, then back at the floor "
JapanxDead!ReaderxEngland-Grave by the Sakura TreeEngland was very excited the day visited Japan, even though it was not his first time. He loved the sights, smells, the blossoming trees, and his friend's elegant hospitality: which played a big role in their friendship. Though there was always something nagging the lonely Japanese man, and Arthur could never pin-point what it was, even though he asked dozens of times. He finally gave up with the decision to leave him be, but many ideas would race through his mind.More Like This
It was a day just like any other in Japan, the sakura tree blossoms were blowing around his face like the wind and the sweet smell of food made his stomach growl. Oh how happy he was to be friends with Japan.
No matter how many times he tried to put it out of his mind, England felt something different. Once again, he couldn't understand what. As he clutched his suitcase tighter he let out a deep breath of relief. This weekend he would relax and nothing else.
His thoughts diminished with the sound of a sliding door and Japan
Russia X Reader - Sun for My SunflowerYou slept, or rather, lay awake, next to Russia, tucked under the covers, still shivering, as you were still unaccustomed to the cruel, Russian winters. Ivan, unconsciously sensing your discomfort, wrapped a muscular arm around your waist, and murmured your name in his sleep. You tried to relax under his arm, but evidently, it didn’t work, as Ivan woke.More Like This
Blearily, he asked you, “Sunflower, is there something the matter?” Turning onto your side to face him, not wishing to disturb his rest overmuch, you quickly replied, “No, no... I’m fine, Ivan, really.”
You knew that Ivan was discomforted by your own discomfort, and went out of his way to help you. Ivan was very endearing, but you felt he expended too much of his time on you. You felt he should concentrate on his duties as a country, more than just taking care of you. You didn’t want to be a hindrance to him. Of course, you’d never tell him that, or he’d work himself to exhaustion to
Russia X Reader - Forever and Always There were times when you thought you caught sight of a beige scarf out of the corner of your eye. Then there were the tailcoats disappearing around the corner. Well...Who wears beige upon beige? Do they wish to blend into their skin?More Like This
You were a lonely person. Nobody bothered you, and you didn't bother to bother anybody. This was how your life was. Of course, the few friends you had were your very best, closest friends, and they knew that you'd rather not have anyone disturbing you. You were happy with your solitude. It gave you time to think, to observe, and above all, to be. If you were around people, you'd have to conform to their rules, their styles. It was much better to be isolated and be yourself.
Your school's lunches were always very terrible to look at, let alone taste. On the other hand, your lunches that you brought for yourself were handmade, and quite palatable. Opening your bag, you pulle
GermanyxReader: Les Miserables Ch. 2More Like This
GermanyxReader: Les Miserables Ch. 2
“Oh my gosh, ________, you’ll never guess what happened!” said Elizaveta to you excitedly yet with a hint of nervousness in her eyes.
“What?” you asked somewhat distracted.
“Roderich wants to meet with me after school to help me learn ‘I Dreamed a Dream.’ Can you believe it? I’m finally going to have a chance to be alone with him! What should I say? What should I wear? What should I do?”
“If he likes you, I suggest going as you are. Act normal and just do what your heart tells you to,” you said still distracted.
“Good idea,” she said and soon noticed your distraction,”What’s wrong, _________?”
“Ludwig hasn’t talked to me in a couple of days. I don’t really understand why, though. Also, Alice has been treating me strangely, and Alfred has been a little more flirtatious than usual. I’m starting to think Alfred is
TamakiX!Chunky Reader- Fresh Start Ch.2More Like This
I smiled as I looked over at (Your name) and Tamaki-senpai. I’m glad she’s finally forgetting that ass and moving on. I could see a blush that graced her cheeks as well as senpai’s.
“You know what this means, right?” I jumped as Hikaru and Karou placed their hands on my shoulders smirking down at me as my brow twitched.
I glared at Hikaru who asked the question and shook my head.
“It means nothing, leave them be alright guys and I mean it!” I got out of their hold and glared at the two mischievous twins as they sported a pout on their faces.
“Awww, but why Haruhi it’ll be fun!” Karou was pulling a puppy dog faced as my lip twitched.
“The answer’s still no guys. Let them take this slow alright?” I gave the two my best glare which shocked them as their face's paled a bit making me smirk at my small victory.
“You must really care for (your name) a lot.” Hikaru said t
Prussia X Violinist!Reader - Shell Of LiesMore Like This
My Shell Of Lies
Prussia X Violinist!Reader
NB! This Reader-tan tends to lie often. If you are not fine with lying, you might not want to read this story.
Lies. So many lies. I don't know who I really am anymore.
What do I like?
I know I play the violin, so I must like it.
I know I eat at fast-food joints, so I must like that, too.
I know I always watch him, so I must like him, too..... right?
A sigh echoes through the nearly empty East Corridor as Gilbert Beilschmidt's sad eyes follow a couple taking a walk through the corridor opposite to it. He leans his forehead against the window and he closes his eyes.
Following his gaze, you feel the familiar pull in your stomach. A matching pair of sighs echo through the corridor this time. His eyes snap open as he notices your presence. You jump a little when he looks at you, his scarlet eyes reading your every move.
"Who are you?"
You saw it coming, but it still hurt.
"____ ______. We take the same ar
KingRussiaXreader Roses or Sunflowers 2More Like This
"Usually this thing would lead you for a life sentence in prison..." The Russian king muttered, he tilted his head. "But for you I will make an exception. You my little sunflower will work in the kitchens as a little maid." (Name) gulped again. "Are you not thankful for the decision I made?" The Russian king waited. (Name) nodded. "Ah so what do you prefer..." The Russian king leaned back in his chair, pinning her down with his stare.
"Roses or sunflowers?"
(Name) waited nervously on the bench. The head servant was staring down at her, she was a big woman and some (like her) would mistake her for a man. She tilted her head.
"Really your Highness I don't think someone as...scrawny as her...will be of any use-"
"Are you saying you know better than me?" the King asked coldly. The woman went red. In all her 47 years she has never said anything to anger the Ki
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‘So, this is where the filthy rich snobs go….great.’
“(Your name), snap out of it already.” You blinked your (eye color) orbs and looked back up at Haruhi who had a slight frown on her face.
“I know you don’t like it here already, but give Ouran a chance and besides I’m here for you along with the Host Club.” She flashed you a smile as you slightly smiled back laughing a bit.
“I will for you Haruhi and what’s the Host Club?” The two of you continued to walk the halls of the gorgeous school, even though you’d never admit that.
“It’s where the ladies of the school come and spend some time at drinking tea or eating sweets while the guys entertain them.”
“So that’s what you’ve been talking about in your email’s, is that why you wear the boys uniform?” Haruhi nodded as she hung her head a bit.
“I still can’t believe the bimbo’s here haven
RomaniaxReader - Midnight TrainMore Like This
Vladimir thanked the kind woman who gave him his train ticket before walking away from the counter. His footsteps echoed throughout the empty and lifeless old fashioned station. The place was very poorly lit, excluding a couple of lights that still flickered every few seconds. He walked up to the very edge of the floor and leaned over a bit to see if the train was arriving or not. Another step and he would fall onto the tracks. He was aware of this fact, but being at the train station became a usual thing for him and he didn't fear of falling over.
Seeing as though the train wasn't coming anytime soon, he sighed and took a few steps back. A chilly breeze kissed his neck and he rolled his collar up a bit, trying to block out the wind. His eyes looked up to the darkening skies, not that they weren't dark before. But he couldn't help but notice the darker clouds. It was going to rain, he could feel it.
Vladimir looked to the left, seeing the part of the station with a roof. A roof that co
Artist!America x Artist!Reader Once in a LifetimeMore Like This
Artist!America x Artist!Reader
Setting down your paintbrush on a table, you took the chance to take in your finished art work. On the canvas, a pair of bright, powder blue irises stared at you. The portrait you had painted was of your ex-boyfriend, who you had recently broke-up with. Sighing, you walked to your bathroom with the dirty brushes and set them in the sink to wash later. You combed you fingers through your (h/l) (h/c) hair to remove all the dried paint.
"Haha ." you let out a halfhearted smile, seeing the blotch of red paint on the tip of your nose. It was the type of thing you would have laughed at with Alfred.
Alfred F. Jones, that was the name of your ex. You had dated him for nearly 5 years, after meeting him in your junior year of high school. Up until you met him, you had thought you were going to be alone for the rest of your life. You had dated several other guys, but you couldn't say that y
Baby!Canada X Reader: I'll Take Care of You CH 13More Like This
A few months had passed since the meeting where you and Matthew met America, and you started coming up with various ways to try and get Matthew's mind off of becoming a country. You took him to various exotic places in your country, took him on many short vacations whenever you had the chance, and always tried to keep him occupied with something other than thinking about how it was "mandatory" for him to represent a country when it was more or less clear to you that that wasn't what he would've wanted.
One morning, just a few days before the next meeting, you lay in your bed, your eyes exhausted with sleep. For some reason you weren't able to figure out, throughout the past few months, you started doing less work and began sleeping more. It seemed like you were getting at least seven hours of sleep a night, when before, it had been hard for you to sleep for more than four.
You covered your mouth with your hand and yawned, sitting up in bed before you rubbed sleep from your closed eyes.
Little!Reader x Austria- Curse Words~6 years old~More Like This
She rushed around the house looking for him. Peeping her head in all the rooms she passed, she still couldn't find the dark haired man. With a huff she crossed her arms and pouted, wondering with her six year old mind where he could possibly be. She beamed when she came to the answer, and rushed in the direction of his room. Why she hadn't checked there first she didn't know.
"Vatti!" she squealed in happiness and jumped on Roderich's bed, directly on top of him. He shot out of his sleep immediately with a pained sound and stopped himself from the curse word that played at his lips.
"A-Ah," Roderich gasped, trying to regain some of the breath that was knocked out of him by (Name). He reached for his glasses on the nightstand and propped them on his nose so he could gaze up at his daughter.
"W-What is it, (Name)?" Roderich asked as he lie there in stunned pain.
"I'm hungry!" she chirped and Roderich's eye twitched.
"I'm hungry!" she repeated, only to be lifted off o
Dinky Doo's Father Revealed"Mom, who is my father?"More Like This
Ditzy Doo paused in making dinner, the grey pegasus's body stiffening as her eyes widened in shock. Turning, she looked at her daughter Dinky Doo and blinked slowly. She held her breath for a moment, slowly counting to five before letting it out. In her head, she had known this day would come, but she had hoped her little filly would be older.
Ditzy Doo knew about how the other foals made fun of her due to her mother being 'special'. As cruel as the foals Dinky's age were, they would grow out of this stage eventually. The real painful barbs were from the mares and stallions around town. The aghast looks and the back-handed compliments towards them both when they were out shopping or having dinner. The whispered conversations and darting looks. That hurt them both far more because at times they would even say such things to their faces.
But they long ago stopped letting it phase them. Dinky knew all too well her mother understood and comprehended far more than t
South Italy x Reader-Independent WomenSouth Italy x Reader-Pride Doesn't Count For Much If You're DeadMore Like This
Crack that teaches a lesson. It does say the gd word for you religious folks, so don't read if you may be offended by that.
[At Lovino's house.]
"Lovi!" You happily greeted as said Italian answered the door.
"What do-a you want this time ragazza?" He mumbled while glaring mildly at you.
"Oh!" You eyes lit up in happiness. "I bought you some flowers!" You grinned and revealed the flowers from behind your back. "It's the least I could do."
"Oh (Your name)! Hola!~" Antonio appeared behind Lovino and grasped him in a hug, resting his chin on Lovino's shoulder. "Where did ya get the flowers?"
"Oh, I bought them for Lovi at that one flower shop down town! I got him a watch too!" You smiled and pulled said present out of your pocket. Lovino's frown deepened and he blushed a
HetaliaXReader I Will Always ReturnI Will Always ReturnMore Like This
*3 months before*
"Goodbye guys. I'll miss you." I said turning towards the nations.
"Bye [Name]. Hope we'll see you again dude."
"Don't leave [Name]. You are the only one that can get me out of training."
"Italy, training is good for you. It makes you a stronger country."
"[Name], don't forget me. You are my Big Sister."
"Why would I forget you, Liechtenstein? I'll always remember you."
"Goodbye, [Name]-san. I hope we can go to another anime convention one day."
"So do I Japan."
"[Name], you are the only girl I knew that vould not skip out on training. Keep training vhen you get back home."
"Don't worry. I will, Germany." As everyone said their goodbyes, I started to feel more and more sad. I had to go back to my dimension after about two years of living with the countries. One country hasn't even spoken up yet, Britain. I was the only one who could eat his food and see his magical friends. The only person who could understand him. I walked up to him as he was the
ChinaxMaid!Reader - Truth or DareMore Like This
It was just another day at an unproductive World Conference in the country of France, when the Countries started a feisty game of truth or dare...
"Fine, I pick dare," China said stubbornly.
"Alright," France said as he reclined back into his seat, "I dare you to confess your feelings to whom you love~" Prussia and Spain smirked, and averted their eyes to the tall Russian man sitting patiently with his usual creepy smile.
"Da, go on, you can tell Russia how you feel. We can become one then." Russia assured contently.
"AIYAH, NOT YOU, ARU." China blushed, burying his face into his hands. America rolled his eyes and smacked Spain and Prussia lightly across the head. "Not the Commie, dude. We mean (__f/n__)!" The American turned to China, "You do like her, right?" Everyone pivoted their attention to China.
"You've... got the hots for one of the maids working here?" Prussia asked raising an eyebrow, "Wow, China, that's kinky. I never knew an old man like you was
Canada x Night Owl!Reader: Double Life 3More Like This
"Hey Mattie are you going to work today?"
"No it's a free day so I can spend time with you." He said. You didn't go out when it was one of Matthew's free days since it was a time you both could spend time with each other. You looked out the kitchen window and saw the clouds were gray and the sky wasn't bright raindrops were pouring out fast.
"Hey Matt you wanna go outside on the patio?" You asked. "It's a nice day today isn't it? It's calm and soothing, just the way you like it."
"Oh sure let's go." He grabbed a blanket and walked out the kitchen and out to the patio you both sat on a soft comfy couch. Matthew laid his head on your lap as you stroked his hair. The backyard was filled with the only sound of rain pounding the ground. It was calm until you got a call.
"Hold on." You said as you left the patio and went to the living room to make the conversation more private. "Hello?"
"Hey (Name) do you wanna go to the movies tonight?" Your friend asked.
"I can't it's one of Matthew's free
Player!Spain x Sensitive!Reader x Romano: SorryMore Like This
(Name) left with Lovino driving back to her/his home. Jade looked at me and asked "Is she going to be mad?"
"No, knowing (Name) she/he can't keep a grudge. She'll/He'll be back." I said smiling but, even I didn't know if she/he would come back.
TIMESKIP I GUESS MAYBE 4 WEEKS
(Name) was laughing with Lovino and Feliciano. It's been 4 weeks and she/he still hasn't come back to me since. I was sitting on the side drinking some alcohol. Yeah I did have Jade but, seeing (Name), and my own friend together made me...sad. (Name) gave Lovino a kiss on the cheek and walked pass me giving a glare. She grabbed drinks for both Feliciano and Lovino and chatted some more. After a few hours passed (Name) left. So did Feli.
"Lovi, did I mess up?"
"What are you talking about?" He asked.
"I mean when I cheated on her/him."
"Oh. Yeah you did, you fucked up big time." Lovino said casually. He left and went up to his bedroom leaving m
Hetalia X Reader: Fun with the EarpieceMore Like This
You stop your car in front of Alfred’s front yard and switch off the engine.
You walk out of the car with cage in glove hand and then lock your car with the car key vector.
You walk straight away to the pathway to Alfred’s house until you are right in front of his front door and click on the doorbell.
It didn’t take long for Alfred to open the door and urge you in, happy that you made it on time and see you dressed in protective suit, mask and gloves. You look around the place, looking ready before Alfred leads you right away to his kitchen where the disastrous took place.
You saw the problem and asked Alfred to back away in safety as you slowly determinant steps to the two snakes lurking around the counter with the cage in hand.
After several minutes of trying to provoke the snakes to make them be wary of your presence with a supportive Alfred who is cheering you on from distances away, you successful grab onto the snakes and order Alfred to get the cag
Teacher!Russia x Student!Reader: I Like YouMore Like This
You were on your way to (Class Name), which in your opinion thought it was the best subject. The reasons? For one thing you got a good grade on it, since it was easy to remember the lessons that were taught. The second reason, you had a crush on the teacher, Mr. Braginski. He was always seemed nice in your eyes. But the rest of the class thought otherwise. Saying that he had a strange 'aura' that freaked people out, that he was really weird and such. You still didn't see why they didn't like him. Opening the door you noticed Mr. Braginski, with the same cute smile he had on everyday.
"Hello (Name), sit down." He said.
"So since this is the last semester, and you move on to the next grade I wanted to give you two things."
"Really? What is it Mr. Braginski?" You asked curiously.
"Well I just wanted to tell you that your grades in this class are very good. But then again I wouldn't be surprised. You are my favorite student (Name)." You felt grateful that he considered you one of his 'favo
You will always be... England and AmericaMore Like This
A/N: this is my first story published ever so please go easy on me.
Arthur Kirkland was running down a darkened alleyway, breathing heavily. He paused, leaning against the wall to support his shaky legs. He was running from a gang. A gang in which, claimed he owed them money from a bet which he couldn't remember. Arthur knew the must've been drunk at the time, though he thought he couldn't have possibly been that stupid when he was under the influence of alcohol.
Arthur stood up straight, ready to make a quick, quiet getaway, until he heard thundering footsteps just around the corner. He prayed they wouldn't come looking down this alley, though of course, it seemed as though that this wasn't his night. Arthur was roughly pushed up against the wall be the collar of his shirt. The man who had him in this position must've been the leader. His breath was ragged from running for so long, and Arthur cringed at the smell. He had obviously been drinking. "You made a VERY big mistake tonight, K
Somebody's watching me HetaliaxReaderMore Like This
I'm not schizophrenic, okay?
Don't listen to my mom. Or my Dad. Or my Grandma. You know what? Don't listen to anyone. Well, except me.
My thought process is perfectly logical, and for the life of me I can't figure why they don't understand that.
But I digress. I should tell you exactly what I'm talking about.
I recently got into this show called Hetalia. It's a show where all the countries of the world are personified, and you learn about events in history through their interactions with each other. Basically, it's history made fun!
Or making fun of history. Your choice.
Anyway, since I got into this show and all, my mom got me a shirt with a bunch of Hetalia characters on it. And I love it; I really do. I'm wearing it right now, in fact.
But as much as I love it, it bothers me too. Because I feel like... Like they're watching me.
...Don't look at me like that! I know you've had those thoughts too at one point. Maybe not about a shirt, but a TV, a pain
Miss Pre-Teen 2p!AmericaxChild!readerx2p!England(Name) looked back and forth between the two men arguing, not bothering to ask her own opinion on the situation. But, she didn’t mind.More Like This
“Like the f*** she will!” (Name) heard Al yell, mentally beeping out any cuss words.
“But, Alfie, she’ll look so pretty up on stage dancing!” Oliver pleaded not even noticing that Al cussed.
“I thought I told you not to call me that! And, there is no f****** way she is dancing! If she goes up on that f****** stage she is shooting arrows like a real man!”
“Um”, you interjected, “I’m a girl though and-”
“See! She wants to dance!”
“No she wants to shoot the f****** arrows!”
“She is going to dance!”
“She is shooting arrows!”
You got up and walked to your room. You knew this was going to happen once Al found out Oliver had entered her (against her will) into the National American Miss Pre-Teen Pageant. She had a
Shoplifting a Heart | America x Reader | 1Shoplifting a Heart |1|More Like This
America x Reader
Fluff, Romance, Hurt/Comfort
It's not easy being poor: That was the first lesson that you learned in your short life. The poor people are always the ones that lose everything. It was an unwritten rule, an unwritten law. No one dared to question it; after all, even the poor hold what was theirs dear to them. They tried to save the few pieces that held them together like sad maniacs.
You were just like them. Just as poor, just as sad, just as maniacal. Your blurred vision, just as cloudy as the sky, searched through filled shelves full of tasty treats and basic types of food. It was the little price tags on every single piece of food that made you shiver and cringe in disgust. Too expensive. You decided to check your money, again – you had done so two minutes ago, but decided to look at the old pieces of paper again, just to make sure that you couldn’t have this one, delicious chocolate bar.
Just like you thought:
Romano x Reader: Thank youMore Like This
Romano x Reader
Word count: 2 848.
Notes: Quite a number of curse words.
The little red numbers lit on the digitalised board. If you look a few centimetres below it, a list of several destinations were lined up followed by even more numbers of the estimated arrival time of the bus. They did not matter though. The only thing that mattered to me was the first numbers. It was probably the only thing I could hold on to since I that time I had lost everything.
I turned my head back from the bus table, facing the busy and obnoxious car road now. It's about to get even busier. The rush hour is about to start. My chest dropped slightly as I saw the contented faces of the drivers, happily enjoying their time behind the wheels as their day of hard work had finally ended and they could go home to their welcoming families. I could not have any of that soon.
A thundering of footsteps could be heard from the nearby subway entrance. Soon enough, a few dozens of people e
SpainXReader- I'm So In Love With You, HoneyMore Like This
Your hips swayed gently to the soothing music playing from the stereo in your kitchen. A light smile grazed upon your lips as a blissful glint in your (e/c) eyes flickered.
Your mind was engulfed in music as you baked sweet treats for your loving husband and his younger brother for when they arrived home. A precious love that couldn't be phased by anything was held between you and your Spanish lover.
Your hands moved skillfully and swiftly as you poured the exact amount of sugar into the cookie batter. Humming along to the blaring music, you cracked two eggs into the bowl and dashed a bit of vanilla into the batter.
Suddenly, you heard the door open and your lips twitched up into a huge smile.
"I'm home~!" you heard your husband's beautiful voice call out.
You picked up the rubber scraper, covered in cookie dough and held it behind your back. With a welcoming smile, you sauntered lovingly out of the kitchen to greet your unbelievably handsome husband.
The way his hair laid was p
Shy!AmericaxPopular!Reader - Lets PlayAlfred sighed, pushing his glasses up. He looked back at his feet. Only sounds that came to him were to scuffing of shoes against the wood floor and shouting. The thundering of the shoes along with the basketball that would repeatedly hit the ground, kept him uneasy. He wasn’t much for sports, so he sat out most of the time, which no one complained about.More Like This
Anyone rarely even noticed he existed, which he was more than welcome with, since he didn’t particularly enjoy being in large crowds. But there was only one person that caught his eye, and that was the most popular person in the school. Infamous with both male and females, she was the most beautiful girl.
She had sparkling (e/c) eyes that made you freeze and fall in love. Her (h/l) (h/c) was always cared for and decorated with some type of pin or clip. Today, she was on the basketball court, playing with the guys. She was great at everything, sports, singing, drawing, anything!
All the guys wanted her, but she always turne
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“I wish America was real.” I said loudly, knowing that there was no one nearby to hear me anyway. His dirty blonde hair framed his face perfectly. I would love to stare into his blue eyes forever. In a sense he was my hero already. I would love for him to hug me tightly in his strong arms. Well… not too tightly, considering his super strength. “Please, please let it happen!” I wished harder. Maybe, just maybe it would happen. I closed my eyes tightly imagining that America was next to me. I moved my hand to my shoulder imagining it was Alfred hugging me softly. “I love you, babe.” I thought to myself in Alfred’s voice.
I blushed and removed my hand from my shoulder. “What am I doing?! I should get home.” I said packing my stuff and walking back home. Later, I got settled in bed and drifted off thinking about my hero.
The Next Morning
I woke up and groaned. I looked next to me in my bed. “No signs of America,
BTTxDepressed!Reader: Part 16More Like This
Previously, you stumbled away from the beach party and headed on to find yourself at the very lake your father passed away in so long ago. At the same time, the btt grew weary of the party and the people in them and decided to head on home, only to find some unexpected guests already at the apartment...
“What the heck are you doing here!?!?” asked Gilbert, breaking the momentary silence with a startled shout, all three tense in surprise. The three had easily slipped into the kitchen and were now blocking the exit as they stood before it, hands crossed and looking a bit disappointed that the audience wasn’t who they expected it to be.
“Oh! Hi everyone!” Feli turned around, waving a spoon in the air and almost hitting his friend with it- had Ludwig not have quick reflexes he would have had the spoon, hot from the boiling water it had been sitting in, smack against his face. Gilbert snickered at the karma and had to admit that it was amusing to think a
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Gilbert had asked (name) out for the evening two days before the limit and she had asked him where he would take her, but he wouldn't tell.
So she prepared a simple but elegant outfit. A sexy black dress, but comfy enough to wear til the next morning and her comfiest high-heels. After all, the Albino had done crazy things all along, who knew what could come next?
As the door bell rang she smiled and quickly opened it.
Gilbert was wearing worn gray jeans and a black t-shirt, smirking somewhat shyly and holding a plastic bag.
“Hey, Gil.” she smiled and gave him a quick hug.
He gazed at her in wonder. The black dress and high heels made her really sexy and her slightly tousled (h/c) hair only emphasized it.
Gilbird flew over to her and tweeted in greeting. She patted him wordlessly.
“Ready to go?” Gilbert asked, holding out his hand.
“As ready as I'll ever be for the awesome mischief you have planned.”
He grinned as he thought
BEN Drowned x Reader - Natural Ice Rink - RequestBEN Drowned x Reader ・ Natural Ice RinkMore Like This
|This Is Not Related to Reality, But Simply Folows Samething For Later Lives|
December and it has started to snow, over the night everything white and frozen solid. You, (y/n) (l/n) woke up early as you got used to a scary life to today's year. Christmas was there for you in 25 days, and with luck school became less merciless for some apparent reason. Meaning the Winter Break is there for the whole month!
As for your story of the year, you were just a real scared girl who was somehow facinated with creepypasta. And just guess what you discovered in your Summer Vacation weeks ago?! Yep they were real, you literally panicked at that time when BEN Drowned just happened to pop out of your fucking computer! And you're not like fan-girls who would throw your arms at him. It was reality instincts that struck you.
You ran at that time, but you found that the guys was kind of harmless... yes kind off, even during right now, Win
Japan X Reader The last honest OtakuMore Like This
Japan X Reader the last honest Otaku
Though most people thought you were a nerd or geek, you preferred the term "Otaku" as your friend Kiku called it.
You honestly didn't care what other people thought, and because of this you mostly lived in your own little world that few else can understand.
"Hey! Kiku!" You chatter to Kiku Honda during lunch. Kiku is your best friend at W Academy, one of the few precious souls who was also into Anime and Manga. "Did you see the latest episode of (anime title here)!?! It was great!" You exclaim.
"Oh, my aporogies (your name)-chan" Kiku pauses, "The new issue of (manga title) came out, and I've been busy reading it."
"No way! You already got it!?! It just came out yesterday and Barns and Nobles is already out of stock! Lucky!" You say your eyes widening with excitement. Kiku always lets you borrow his manga when he finishes reading them, he knows that you hate it when people mistreat their books, s
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You were cleaning your bedroom one afternoon, vacuuming the carpet and dusting the furniture. Until you thought you heard a sudden scream. You unplugged the vacuum and tried to listen. Was that… Kiku?! Another scream, louder that time, made you run downstairs. And there he was.
Kiku was sitting on top of the kitchen counter in a ball, practically hyperventilating.
"___-______-chan!" He cried stuttering your name, tears streaming down his face. "Kiku… what's wrong?" You asked in a concerned tone. Never in your whole time of knowing your boyfriend have you ever seen him cry like that. Too scared to even speak, he just simply pointed behind you.
You turned around, finding the source that scared Kiku to death: A big, fat cockroach. "Eww…" You wrinkled your nose at the sight.
Grabbing the nearest object, which happened to be a telephone book, you slammed the roach with full force. "Didn't need that anyway…" You mumbled, assuming bug g
Cheater!Romano x Reader - Why?Warning: Mild Curse words.More Like This
I walk to Lovino's house, going by on the sidewalk hearing the birds sing. I smile as I smell the fresh flowers and see cars pass by as they have to get to their destination. The sun shines bright, a few clouds in the sky. I love it when it's a day like this! I see a few people jogging by, and I wave to one I recognize as Alfred F. Jones.
"S'up dude!" he says as he passes me.
"Hey bro! Artie forcing you to run again?" I hear his groan and he yells back across the street so my ears can pick up his voice.
"Yep! I don't get why, I mean I'm not fat!" he whines.
"Tell the scale that!" a voice yells back at him. I turn around and see Arthur. I stiffle a giggle at the two. Sometimes I wonder about those brothers. . . . I continue walking along, humming a tune Lovi always sings, a basket full of tomatoes in my hand. I then see Feliciano, Ludwig, and Kiku jogging, but of course Feliciano behind them both.
"Hey Feli!" I say, cheery. He stops and l
Can you love me again? Cheater!Norway x Reader"I need to know now, can you love me again?"More Like This
Me and my boyfriend have problems.
It's ususal right? To have problems.
I've tried so many times to make things right, but in the end he just looks away
like I'm some kind of disgrace.
What do I do to make him so upset?
"I know I've done wrong, left your heart torn. Is that was devils do?"
I love my girl very much.
But our conversations never seem to work out.
Why does she sound so angry with me when she speaks?
I told her what I did was a mistake.
Why can't she forgive me?
Now I'm rising from the ground, rising up to you.
"Are you sure there isn't something you've missed (name)?" Dr. Benson asked closing her notebook softly. "Something you've forgotten to tell me?"
"Not that I know of." you replied with your eyes toward the floor. There was something you missed, basically the whole reason you were going mad.
It was all his fault.
Filled with all the strength I've found, th
2p!America x reader- The price of cheatingYou've been married to Al for the past two months. You loved it so far. You loved getting to see him everyday, cooking for him, and just the relationship you both shared. You always felt that you could trust him, no matter what others said and with being married, you loved the security of knowing that you were now the only girl he thinks about. You never questioned a thing like that though. You knew you were. There was no reason otherwise.More Like This
Lately, after getting married to you, Al's been feeling quite...smothered. Like, everywhere he went, you were there too. He went to sleep, you were there too saying 'night babe!' every time. He woke up, you were there saying 'morning Al~!' every morning. He'd come home and you were there saying 'welcome home!' every damn time! He just felt he saw you too much. It was just all really new to him. He's never been with one girl so long. It's not like he didn't love you or anything. If he didn't, he wouldn't have married you, it's just he wanted a little
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America x Reader x Country Intro
This is a story that goes along with my recent fanfiction, America x Reader: Angst.
You were currently driving to the _(preferred way to travel)_, whilst ignoring the buzzing of your phone, each buzz indicating a new text message. For the past two weeks, it's always been the same routine; particularly when it came to Al-...to him. Those calls he makes for you, left on the answering machine, or the many texts he sent you, nonstop. You ignored them all…ignored him. Especially him...what he said to you that day...
"You're right, it's not my fault. It is not even _(Random Bitch's Name)_ fault. It's your fault, ______." His voice rose in loudness, brimming with confidence. "You
Neko!Reader X Neko!2P!China SEQUELMore Like This
You sadly smiled to yourself as you walked away from your new friend 2P!Chinacat, he was so like you it was uncanny. You had always been alone; no friends and your owner couldnt care less about you, you were just there for decoration.
You wore a mask of happiness around others so they wouldnt look down on you, always faking everything you did, you just wanted love. You hoped 2P!Chinacat could bring you that love, as you would bring him love just the same.
You decided that you would see him tomorrow at the same place. Soon enough day rolled around and you were off to find your kitty friend.
You spotted him on the corner looking around expectantly Hes so cute you thought to yourself as you trotted behind him. He didnt seem to notice your presence so you just sat down and assessed him.
Ugh, I knew it was too good to be true, aru 2P!Chinacat huffed A pretty cat like that would never want to be near a mess like me. 2P!Chinaca
As Moira Would Have It [Greece x Reader] “Hey, Heracles!”More Like This
“Oh, hello! It’s nice to hear from you!” said a bright, soft voice on the other end of the phone line.
“Yeah, you too! Listen, I found your cat, Moira,” you said, running your fingers through the soft fur of the purring creature curled against your side. “It was weird; she came right up to my door, like she was intentionally trying to find me.”
“Ah, really? That is so cute. I’ll be right over to come get her.”
“Haha, okay. See you then!”
You set the phone down on the bed and stroked the orang
Italy x Reader ~Birthday Pasta~It was your birthday, but you weren't celebrating it with anybody.More Like This
You sighed bored out of your mind. You didn’t know what to do!
Then you heard you phone ring.
“Hello, This ____ you’re speaking to.” You said when you answered the phone
“Ve~ Ciao bella~! It’s me, Feliciano~!” You heard your Italian friend respond.
You giggled. “Hi Feli~. How are you doing?” you asked, quite happily that someone actually wanted to talk to you today.
“Ve~ I just wanted to know if I could come over today.” He said.
“Of course, you’re welcome here anytime Feli~!” you said cheerfully.
“Ve~ I’ll be right over~!” he said then hung up.
You sigh. He was so full of energy, but that’s what liked about him. This cheerful, innocent, fun, happy-go-lucky has waltzed his way into your heart. You’ve had a crush on him since Middle school, but he was too oblivious to feel the same way…
My Girl's Got A Gun. [CanadaxReader] My Girl's Got A Gun.More Like This
[Canada x Reader]
In this reader insert, there are mentions of Skeet Shooting. If yu don't know what that is, don't be alarmed. I was kind enough to go into detail about how my school does it, so you don't have to do extensive research on it.
Whoever told her that Ivan was scarier on the ice than Matthew was lying through their teeth. As [y/n] sat in the bleachers at the school's hockey game, she was the only one who saw the change in her best friend. Off of the ice, he was a shy teenage boy that no one paid any attention to. However, once he gets the hockey stick in his hands he's a completely different man. He has a fierce look in his violet eyes and anyone could tell that he was the star of the night- and to stay the hell out of his way.
This was his place to shine.
Seeing the change in his over all demeanor made [y/n] more excited than she should have been for a high school hockey game. She was jumping to her feet, cheering
Hetalia -Seven Minutes To Heaven - CanadaMy fingers swan through random objects in the black top hat. I felt something cool and odd shaped hit my palm. Curious, I pulled at it. Out came a clear, plastic bottle filled with a deep golden topaz liquid, labeled with a red maple leaf. How something this big managed to fit in such a narrow hat was beyond me. I studied the liquid carefully.More Like This
“Okay, what up with the syrup?” America demanded, his eyes skimming the room.
“Um, that’s mine…” A timid voice answered behind Alfred, but he hardly took notice.
“Seriously, dudes, who put this in the hat?” He asked again, clearly becoming annoyed.
“I did, America.” The same small voice answered. I tilted my head to focus on the space behind Alfred. A blond with a stubborn spiral curl, and purple eyes, in a red Canadian flag hoodie came into view.
“Canada?” I brushed America aside, as I stepped back to meet him.
“Y-you can see me?” He asked, his blue-purple eyes
China x Werewolf!Reader“_(f/n)_, why do you never spend the night, aru?” the Chinese man asked you as you grabbed your bag.More Like This
“Huh, oh. Well, I always have a lot of work to do and I always do it at night,” you respond quickly and walked to the door. “But I’ll see you tomorrow right?”
“Right, aru,” he replied sadly. You smiled at him before you left.
“Hey Yao,” a small Korean boy said, poking up from the edge of the room.
“Hello Im Yong,” Yao said with a small smile.
“Do you think that _(f/n)_ is cheating on you?” Im asked the older man, sitting down next to him.
“What!? _(f/n)_ would never do that,” he answered with panic.
“Well think about it, you have been dating for two years now and not was has she spent the night with you,” he stated with a matter-of-factly voice. Yao didn’t respond to this, but instead looked down at the floor. Im shrugged and walked off, leaving Yao alone once more.
2p!CanadaxReader: Secret AdmirerMore Like This
Meet me at the corner café on Third Street at five o’clock.
- Your Secret Admirer
You stared, slightly scared, at your latest love letter from your secret admirer. You had been getting these for weeks, ever since your vacation to Niagara Falls. Opening a drawer your put the letter with the others; some of the letters had poetry, some were really romantic, and some just plain crept you out. One letter you swore had some blood on it.
“___________, I’m going out with Roderich I’ll see you later!” Eliza shouted on her way out the door. You gulped, you were alone tonight and some creepy stalker was expecting you to meet him at the café.
You looked at the drawer of creepy love letters and said, “Well I’m not an idiot.” With that you settled down on the sofa to watch TV.
About an hour later there was a knock at the door, “Hmm, must be the pizza.” You said reaching for your purse and grabbing th
Our Last Summer [Nyo!Prussia x Reader | Yuri]Your name is Julchen Beilschmidt and you are hopelessly in love with your best friend.More Like This
It started out innocently enough. There would be that little tug on your heartstrings every time her mouth curved into a smile. Then your skin would become hot and unbearably tight whenever she would say your name. Finally, your throat would close up if she looked you directly in the eyes and you would find yourself unable to properly respond to what she was saying without stumbling over your words like a fool.
Of course, the fact remains that in order to maintain your reputation as a wild and strong-willed person, you have to try your damnedest to hide all those emotions whenever (name) is around.
Today just happens to be one of those days in which you must do so.
It's summer. The summer between your senior year of high school and first year of college. The last summer that you and your friends will probably be together for a long, long time. The last summer you will be with (name) before she goes o
A little sisters hardship ReaderxHetalia part 1It wasn’t easy being little sister to the UK. After all it meant that you literally had the human representations looking out for you. Unfortunately it also meant that anyone with issues with your brothers came after you at some point in their quest for revenge.More Like This
That was the reason you why you were sitting in a cramped closet hiding from aforementioned guys with issues.
‘Damn it boys!’ you cursed mentally ‘who did you screw over now?’
“She don’t seem to be here Boss” a deep male voice called from in front of the closet bringing you back to your present situation. “Keep searching idiot,
New Skirt (2p!Japan x Reader)New SkirtMore Like This
2p!Japan x Reader
You had nice legs. Everyone thought so, when they saw them. Everyone being your tattoo artist, your best friend, and your boyfriend, who was coincidentally also your tattoo artist. He told you that you should show them off, but you were insecure about your extremely curvy body. Until one day when you saw the just the cutest skirt, and you weren't about to wear a sweatshirt with a short skirt, so you bought a new shirt to go along with it. Your legs had several tattoos, along with your arms and abdomen. Of course no one was going to see your abdomen. The next morning you sighed, gathering your courage. Kuro would be there and if anyone made fun of you they would end up with a black eye and a bloody nose.
You stepped out of your house and into your car quickly, making sure that no one saw you.
Off to the tattoo parlor for another day of work.
Kuro was definitely happy. He took every opportunity he could to ogle your legs. You would catch him stari
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Cheshire!Norway x Kitsune!Reader One-shot
You woke up to the comforting sound of birds chirping. Yawning, you sat up slowly from the pile of dead leaves, as to not rumple your (fave colour) jacket or crush your two beloved tails. Yes, two. At the age of (your age), most kitsune only have two tails; sometimes the powerful ones had three. Another yawn escaped you, and your sharp canine teeth glinted in the sunlight of what was about noon. You knew this, of course, because your silly Cheshire friend Lukas had taught you how to tell time, in your bones.
What’s that? You don’t know what a Cheshire is? Might as well tell ya, your biffle is one. Think Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. Oh, and they can be half-human, like 99% of all magical creatures, you included. The other 1% is irrelevant. Anyway!
Said cat vaporized out of seemingly nowhere, although you could feel hi
Male!Vocaloid!Reader x Fem!Germany Pt.1 Felicia skipped along the streets of Munich, Germany, off to see her best friend Monika. Monika said that her older sister Julchen had given her a birthday present, saying that 'She needed a companion'. The German woman claimed that the box was heavy, and about her height, not to mention she heard a lot of thumping inside it as it was moved inside the house.More Like This
Of course, one would not blame her for thinking that something like a body would be in there. For all she knew, someone could have tried to mail themselves to her door, but didn't make it. But just to be safe, she wanted another person with her when she opened it.
After arriving on her doorstep, and ringing the bell, the door opened, revealing a tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman. "Come in" she said with a thick German accent, moving to the side for the Italian woman to enter the house. After Monika closed the door, Felicia studied the living room, looking for the supposed box that Monika was afraid of opening.
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____(y/n) gasped as she was slammed against the locker again, falling to her knees and lowering her head. She didn't dare look into the eyes of her bully, Allan F. Jones. He grabbed her by the collar, picking her up and sneering at her. "Where's my homework, doll face?" he growled, setting her back down roughly. She squeaked and pulled a paper out of her bag, shakily handing it to him. He grunted and walked away, and the ____(h/c)-haired girl fell to the ground, curling into a small ball and weeping lightly. She jumped when the bell rang. Had it really been that long?
Meanwhile, Feliciano Vargas was in his first period class, chatting eagerly with Ludwig and Kiku and searching for his precious ____(y/n). The Italian had been crushing on the shy girl since he moved to the new school, first falling for her beautiful face, and afterwards, falling for her amazing personality as well. He was determined to get her out of her shell one day. He 've'-ed sadly
2p Italy X Bullied Reader True love Chapter 1More Like This
You loved him to bits, you were head over heels for him. But he was popular and you were... well, nothing. You got bullied in school for knowing him, being friends with him, and living with him. His name is Feliciano Vargas, or Feli for short.
You have known him since you were young, meaning that you were friends straight away; along with his brother Lovino. Now you live with them because you had finally managed to run away from your horrible aunt that 'kindly' took you in when your parents died in a car accident. So that meant school was rough, especially since the Vargas brothers don't have the same time-table as you.
School is finally over and your new cuts and bruises could be easily hidden from Feli. You don't want his happy, cheery personality to become sad and concerned. You were waiting outside school grounds for the twins. "(Y/N)," Feli called to you in a happy sing-song voice. You turned to see Feli running up to you and gave you a bear hug, which you gave back and in return
EnglandXAbused!Reader - Like a GentlemanMore Like This
You laid on the roof of the short building in the cemetery, listening to your music scrolling through the internet. It was dusk, just before the sun reached the horizon of the earth. It had ducked down behind the trees but still cast a bright orange light on everything.
As (favorite motivational song) played, you closed your eyes, hoping to catch some rest. You lost yourself in your music, loving the feeling of the pure cool breeze on your skin as the chilling of the upcoming night bled through into dusk. You felt the gritty roofing on your cheek, much softer than your pillow at home.
For a moment everything was okay.
A hand suddenly gripped your shoulder gingerly, "Miss, are you alright?"
You heard a voice through the serenade of your headphones. Your heart skipped a beat and jumped up into your throat as you jolted upward, letting out a small grunt of surprise. The man that had spoken to you flinched as well.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." he apologized, holding out a ha
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Birthday!Italy x Abused!Depressed!Reader x Birthday!Romano: We have found you
HEY PEOPLEZ~! OMG ANOTHER STORY AND THIS ONE DID NOT TAKE ME FOREVER~! PLUS HAPPY BIRTHDAY ITALY AND ROMANO OR AS I CALL THEM NORTH AND SOUTH~! AND THERE IS A LITTLE SPECIAL SOMETHING IN THIS I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE~! SO I HOPE YOU A LIKE THIS PLUS THIS IS A REQUEST~! FROM :iconEvilAngel3: Sorry gurl it is not just Romano but I wanted to do something for the Italians birthday and your request came to my mind first~! WELL READ DESCRIPTION AS ALWAYS AND BYE~!
Ve~ I’m-a so tired! Doitsu is always giving me extra laps and its-a my birthday!
“Doitsu! Can-a I take a break~?!”
“You have barley done 5 laps! Und you are asking for a break!?”
“Come on Doitsu it’s-a my birthday! Can we please take a break??”
“Ugh Fine ve can stop today only because it is your birzhday, but I expect for you to finish all your laps tomorrow”
New Boyfriend (Stalker!2P!Canada x Reader)It was the first day back from summer vacation. Matthew arrived at school first. He actually couldn’t wait to see __________ again. He hadn’t seen her since June. Her father put her into some camp because her grandmother was visiting and he wasn’t going to have his daughter exposed to shit. He didn’t mind. They wrote and talked through letters and her laptop, which she smuggled in. He missed her. He was going to walk her to school but he had other things he on his mind. He spent the summer with Allistor, Francis, and Gaul. He was just tired. He was looking forward to seeing a feminine face that wasn’t a prostitute.More Like This
“Hi Mattie!” he looked up and stared. Puberty was fuckin’ good to ___________. She filled out in all of the right places. Her chest came in, her legs were longer, her hair was done nice, she was actually wearing something nice, versus the shit her mother had her wear in middle school, and she was just…cute.
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The corridor was narrow, cold and most of all dark. You couldn’t even see your frosted breath leave your mouth in front of you. You were lost for sure and had no idea where you were. You knew you were dreaming, but your dreams always felt so real. It terrified you to say the least. You found a door finally, reaching for the door knob and turning it slowly. The door creaked too loudly for your own liking. The room looked dull, green peeling wall paper, old fashioned flower covered bed sheets displayed neatly on a bed and a desk with the only small lamp illuminating the room. But a man sat in the chair facing away from you tapping on the wooden desk in a rhythm of a heartbeat that mimicked yours. You walked into the room carefully hearing your feet move across the wooden floor boards. A loud slam echoed behind you making you turn quickly. The door to the room had shut. You ran back over trying to open the door but to your dismay, it was locked leaving you in the room with whoeve
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“Cass?” Dean straightens and turns to look. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“Looking for you.” The angel walks up to stand near Dean. “Sam couldn’t find you this morning and asked me to look here.”
“Can’t you see we’re in the middle of something?”
“You can tell Sam I’m fine.” Dean turns back to the contract.
“What did he make you give him?” Castiel chooses to ignore Dean.
“I’ll give you three guesses.” Vice versa, Dean ignores Cass and begins to sign his name.
Not able to think of anything else, Castiel reaches out and snatches the contract from under Dean’s hand. The pen makes a line across the tiny words.
Forget Me Not - Part 4 There are four knives lodged in the wood of the door, each blade an equal distance from the two on either side of it. It’s the result of years of throwing them whether or not it serves a purpose. Power is required to make the shots as well. The wood is of a hard make, made to keep out intruders long enough to give the inhabitant time to grab a weapon or escape before the danger gets in.More Like This
There is no danger, only intense staring and the half-hearted throws of a man who lost the girl he fell for before she even knew how he felt. He can’t stop blaming himself for what happened to her. If only he’d seen the danger quicker, if only he’d moved faster when he saw it coming, if only it had been him instead of her. If only, if only, if only . . .
He’s forgotten to eat for nearly two days, and he hasn’t done much else other than sit and mourn the death of the third member of his hunting trio. What Sam ca
Forget Me Not - Part 3 Dean sits at table in the main hall of the bunker, the same place he’s been since (y/n) was killed almost three weeks ago. His face is stoic, showing no emotion other than that of intense concentration. But it’s not concentration on his next hunt. He’s sworn off hunting for a while, saying he can’t handle it right now. It worries Sam that his brother doesn’t want to hunt. With everything else, Dean has gotten more involved in hunting, absorbing it more to drown out the pain of loss or anger at someone.More Like This
All of his energy is directed at not giving in to the temptation of bringing (y/n) back. In his mind, the more he hunts, the more he comes into beings that could accomplish the task, the more likely he is to give in. He wants her back more than anything.
Although Dean won’t admit it, it’s obvious to Sam that he was in love with (y/n). He never did get around to saying it to her face thou
His Companion Ch. 22 Loki x ReaderFrigga could not look at her husband. She watched you leave and soon after your departure, she made her own, not sure what she could do that might stop the nightmare her lovely dream had now become. No one knew exactly the same situation; Loki did not know that Odin was going to banish you from Asgard; Thor did not even know Odin's original plan to see you and Loki married. So many versions; too many misunderstandings. While you painted her to be the spider spinning the web of deceit, Frigga felt like prey trapped within the web's strands, unable to destroy the web and save any caught in it's lies.More Like This
Loki all but destroyed his chambers, taking his frustrations out on anything that was not too heavy for him to lift, tear, throw or shatter with his hands. He didn't know what he felt towards you anymore. He had spent those first two days sulking over your unwillingness to return and remain in his apartment, and the third wondering if he would ever see you again. When he did see you
Sherlock x Reader - Burning His Heart (Chapter 8)CHAPTER 8 - ONLY JUST BEGUNMore Like This
You were taken to St. Barts immediately after passing out with Sherlock and John in hot pursuit. Lestrade informed the two that they found the grey-eyed kidnapper, a nurse and several unarmed snipers in the building. Moriarty, however, was unaccounted for.
You inhaled clean oxygen and felt the mask around your mouth. You could feel the warm sun hitting the back of your eyelids. Slowly, you opened them looked up at the ceiling. You were definitely at Bart’s Hospital. There was a clock on the wall which read, 8:45am.
You found that you were in your own comfortable clothes and examined what you were wearing. A black cropped tank top and quartered pants. Clearly, it must have been brought to the hospital in a rush which is why it was such an odd combination. Hanging by the foot of the bed was a transparent white top, which you never found a use for until now.
Resting your head back on the pillow, you tried to remember how things played out when Sherlock an
Rib Fractures (Team Free WillxReader)More Like This
Summary: The reader is injured from a previous hunt and the medicine Sam gives you makes you a little loopy.
The motel bed you were laying on was lumpy and uncomfortable, but you barely noticed because of the pain you were in. You were still pretty banged up from the last hunt and your arms and ribs were covered in aching bruises. Anytime you moved shooting pain could be felt running up your back and sides, which was why you were laying facedown, trying your best not to move an inch.
“Everything hurts and I think I’m dying,” you said, the pillow muffling your words.
“Well that’s what happens when a witch throws you into a wall and down concrete stairs,” Dean said from across the room. “I’d bet good money that you have about three fractured ribs.”
You groaned into the bed, knowing Dean was probably right judging by the pain that was present in your sides. You heard Sam get up and, judging by all the noise, he beg
Sherlock x reader (Alternate) pt. 18You managed to catch up to him just as the cab pulled up to the curb. You dove in right before he pulled the door closed behind you. He instructed the driver to take you to Scotland Yard and you were off. You were about to ask why you were going there, but he held up a hand to stop you the second he saw your mouth start to open. You clamped your mouth shut again, and he smirked.More Like This
“That never works on John. It’s nice.” You didn’t reply and you could tell his mind had been transported to somewhere far away from this cab, and the streets of London. You sat back and just relaxed the rest of the ride. You looked out the window and took in what you could of the sights as they zoomed by in a blur. As far as you could tell, they were beautiful blurs. The cab stopped, Sherlock paid, and you followed him out of the cab and through the front doors of the station.
“What are we doing, Sherlock? Didn’t we already talk to that Lestrade guy?” Sherlock looked ov
Reality hurts - Dean x Reader x Sam - EndMore Like This
Reality hurts - Dean x Reader x Sam - Chapter 3 - End
A reality that, now that he knew,... hurt...
And of course now he had to believe what everyone claimed to be the one and only reality.
And if he said that it didn't hurt he would be lying.
He still remembered how it all had started and how he had found out the truth.
You are not Dean Winchester. You never were. You are Jensen Ackles and everything you thought to be your life is a lie. A cruel, nasty lie.
He reminded himself every moment of the day.
Every moment of the life he had to live from now on.
Every moment of his life, according to everyone else.
Every moment of his life where he had to see you, the only girl he had ever loved, in the arms of someone else. And it hurt even more seeing as that someone else was the exact copy of his brother, not only in the appearance but, at some point, in his character.
Not to mention how much it hurt to see your smile, hear your laugh and see how happy you were when it
The crystal of an archangel (GabrielxReader)part1More Like This
Dean was quite unhappy with the fact that the trickster had turned Sam into his impala ''Dean, what if we are wrong?'' You paced around as you watched Dean make a circle of holy oil. You did not like this one bit, for some strange reason you have always protected the trickster against Sam and Dean. ''Dean'' you moaned in a begging tone, but he didn't listen. You held onto your necklace, it was a real crystal connected to a long small chain, you have had it since the day you were born and it always gave you some sort of peace and comfort. It was a soft Golden color mixed with hazel.
You snapped out of your thoughts when Dean started yelling ''Alright, you son of a bitch-'' ''Dean'' you tried to make him stop
''We will do it'' you felt like screaming, you were worried... 'how am I going to protect him now' you thought as a million things raced through your head ''should I honk'' Sam said ''stupid'' you mumbled under your breath
Then He came out, the trickster. You quickly hid yours