The Key to my Heart~ BestFriend!RomanoxReader
"Wait for me until I return, mi bella," was the last thing he said to you in person. You both exchanged one hug, before he turned around without looking back, to board the airplane.
You watched him go with tears in your eyes. Even then you couldn't say what you've always wanted to say. Two simple, but beautiful words in his lovely language .
Ti amo .
"____________, come down stairs, I want to talk to you!" Eliza, your best friend called from down stairs. It was now exactly ten years from that day you said goodbye. You were now in college, rooming with Elizaveta, and
Hetalia AxisxReader-RecoveryMore Like This
"God," I breathed out, trying to regain my composure. "Why did I do that?"
I logged out of Wikipedia and turned off the computer. I felt sick to my stomach as I made my way to my temporary bedroom in Ludwig and Gilbert's home (in which Kiku, Feliciano, and Lovino were also staying). For reasons that even escape me, I decided to look up facts about World War 2 at one in the morning. That wasn't what was making me sick, though. No, it was the things having to do with Nazi concentration camps (mostly Auschwitz) and Japanese biological warfare projects (primarily involving Unit 731). Reading some of the things that went on, finding stories of s
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This was it, the night you've been waiting for all week. Today was Saturday, Saturday evening to be exact. That could only mean one thing, Hockey Night in Canada. TSN was showing Canada versus Denmark at the moment. You had the honour of actually being in Stockholm to watch the event. Your best friend Matthew was on the ice at the moment about to start skating head to head with Mathias Kohler, who happened to be the best in Denmark.
"Go Matthew!" you cheered loudly, although he wasn't even on the ice yet.
You sported the traditional Team Canada jersey, with a pair of red jeans. On your cheek you dawned at maple leaf painted like the Canadia
Prussia x Reader- RebirthYou sat with your head in your knees in the corner of the room. Violent earthquakes had evolved from small tremors in the early morning, until it seemed the Earth was literally tearing itself apart. You were in the corner of your classroom at school. You lifted up your head, face soaked in tears, as you helplessly watched your classmates scream in agony as they slipped through the cracks.More Like This
"_____!!! HELP US!!!"
"_____, PLEASE!!! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!"
A small flame kindled in the opposite corner of the room. Your heart felt like it was going to burst-you felt like you were going to vomit. Watching all the people fall to their deaths was unbea
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Hetaliaxreader Camping trip Part 2
You and Elizabeta build up your tent quickly. The others seems to have problem with theirs, Gilbert just stood there and was well awesome, Alfred stood in a hero pose and bossed the rest around. They all argue and you were sick of it so you finslly decided to help them.
"So what do you all want to do now?" you asked when you all finally finished the boys tent. It was much bigger than yours.
"Well I wanna make s'mores" Alfred said
"Zhat is quiet an awesome idea for someone less awesome than me kese!" Gilbert said
"But it's still afternoon" You said
"Si I agree" Antonio said
"I think that we should tak
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“Kicchan!” you laughed while scrambling up the stairs with your little feet and taking care at the same time not to drop the plates of chocolate cake your mom have given you as your afternoon snack with your friend the Japanese boy, Honda Kiku, who lives next to you.
“Heeey Kicchan, hurry up! Open the door! I’ve brought snacks!” you shouted in front of the door, while skipping in place happily. “A-aah please wait for a while_________-chan, I’ll open the door…” a reply from the other side came. A few minutes later the door opened and you helped yourself ins
IcelandxReader ~ Moving BoxesMore Like This
You heard footsteps getting louder as you waited behind the tall wooden door. Tapping your foot impatiently, you wondered what was taking him so long. Just as you were about to turn and leave, the door swung open, revealing a tired looking Emil wearing nothing but a pair of black loose sweatpants and a white tee.
"_-______? What are you doing here so early?" He mumbled, rubbing the sleep away from his icy violet eyes.
"To help you pack some boxes, silly!" You thumped his forehead, earning a very loud shriek of pain.
"You weren't supposed to be here until 10 AM! You're 3 hours early!" Emil whined, giving you an annoyed look as he rubbed his
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You awoke to the sound of birds chirping and the wind whistling through the trees, as you tried to remember how you had gotten out in the woods it all came rushing together and you began to freak.
“Holy cow, I did it outside, IN THE OPEN?” you shrieked “What was I thinking?!” then you looked down at yourself, realizing you were stark naked you began to try to cover up or shield yourself from the openness of the forest but in your frantic gestures you forgot that Jason was in your close vicinity.
“DAMNNIT, CAN’T A MAN BASK IN THE TRIUMPH OF SEX AND NOT BE WOKEN UP BY SHRIEKING?!” You heard Jason ro
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Someone was knocking on my bedroom door, yelling my name.
"____, Please open the door!"
I was lying on my bed, playing some video games. I recognized the voice immediately, it was my best friend Francis who was knocking on my door. I didn't want to open the door, I didn't feel like talking to someone right now, but I didn't really have a choice. Francis lived far away from my home and I didn't want him to come all this way for nothing.
I walked to my bedroom door and turned the key.
Francis immediately opened the door.
Francis was a long, gorgeous young man, with blue eyes, long blonde hair, and a thick French accent. He had been my best friend since we were very young and he always helped me when I was in trouble and believe me, when I was younger I ALWAYS got into trouble, so I was glad I had a friend like Francis around me.
"Are you alright?" Francis asked.
"Of course." I muttered.&
My beloved || England x Sick!Dying!Reader Part 1More Like This
Original titel => Walk straight through hell with a smile
With dull eyes you starred at the [color] wall. For days, even weeks you haven't really eaten something, your country was suffering just like you. A spate of hunger crises spread out across your country and the natural disasters doesn't want to end neither.
Of course you kept your mouth shut because you didn't wanted your friends to worry, they had their own problems and you didn't wanted to be a millstone around their neck.
You had barely any energy in your body, your bones made now and then cracking noises, even when you
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"Come on frau! Just do it!" your albino boyfriend purred into your neck.
"N-no Gilbert! I said this before." you blushed as he kissed your collar bone.
"But this candy is awesome!" he said trying to push the sugar coated candy through your tight lips.
"Gil you know how much I hate sour candy!" you whined getting off his lap. The Prussian sighed.
"They aren't as bad as you think ________!" he came up behind you and wrapped his pale arms around your waist.
You snuggled into his firm chest. You never had liked sour things. Ever. But Gilbert loved them. He especially liked sour cherry blasters. Your
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Thats everything, Miss, one of the movers says. You had told them to leave the smaller boxes outside as you can get those inside by yourself easily once the bigger stuff is in and settled, which it now is.
Thank you! and, this is for you, you say with a smile, paying him.
Thank you, he says, returning the smile and taking it before getting into his van with the other movers and driving off.
Turning back to your new house, you pick up a box that reads kitchen stuff and take it inside, admiring the new space that you have. Your old place was tiny and, although youre single, it
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Most girls only have to worry about one idiot father you on the other hand have to worry about three. Gilbert Beilschmidt, Francis Bonnefoy and Antonio Carriedo. Known to some as the Bad Touch Trio, and to some Prussia, France and Spain, but to you Vati, Papa and Papį. You were their Bad Touch Baby.
“LET’S HAVE A BABY!” Antonio said raising a glass of beer.
“Vhat? ve’re all men idiot!” Gilbert grumbled.
“We can adopt.” The Spaniard continued.
“Is this another plan to get Belgium’s attention? Mon ami remember last time? You got Romano.” Francis said.
“No! The oth
S.KoreaxReader - Introduce Me To Your Noona“Hey Yong Soo! How have you been, mate!” the cheery Australian grinned as he waved to the Korean who was currently coming out throw the doors from his flight.More Like This
“It’s been a while, eh, Jett! I’m fine, just tired from that flight; the baby behind me wouldn’t stop crying.” Yong Soo smiled as he sat down at the bench along with Jett, leaving his suitcases beside him.
“Ahaha! Sorry to hear that buddy. But we have to get going to get ya settled in your apartment!” Jett hit the back of the Korean in a friendly manner before getting out of his seat. “Well, let’s go, we don’t wanna
Neko!England X Reader: Spell Gone WrongMore Like This
“Are you sure you really want to try this spell again England?” England’s best friend (Name) said as she leafed through the books in one of her library shelves. “The last time you tried to do it you failed and turned invisible for three days. We only found you because Max had finally sniffed you out.” Said dog was sitting and waiting at the bottom of the ladder for (Name).
“Of course I’m sure (Name), I’ve been practicing more since then,” England said. “I’m sure I’ll get it right this time.”
(Name) pulled out the book she was looking for and handed it down to Engl
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Hacking my life
1). Extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration, apprehension, or fear.
2). Extremely good; excellent.
A simple word, often used excessively by teenagers. But for you, it wasn't just a word. For the government and all internet providers and website owners, it was a threat and a promise, all rolled into one simple word.
"Mr.Awesome" was the code name of the world's best hacker. A man who could hack any computer, could create viruses that got past even the best security. A man whose identity was as mysterious as Batman's. You
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“You can't get rid of me! Not forever! There will always be fear.”
-Pitch Black, Rise of the Guardians
If you haven't already: Start Here
”Hey… Jack?” you asked quietly and lightly reached a hand up towards the bright blue sky. The towering tree above you had become dark gray during the winter and had shed many of its leaves. “Hm?” the silver haired boy asked and looked down at you, his fingers continuing to run through your hair as his bright blue colored eyes met your ___ colored eyes. A red leaf with patches of brown twirled through the air and slipped through your fingers when you made a g
*~*BunnymundxReader~*~* It was the anual Easter Egg hunt. Growing up, it was the only thing you still really loved about your childhood. You remembered all the old egg hunts with your friends, laughing and giggling as you ran around and having contests. But today, you got help younger children search for eggs. Since you and your friends were older now, you got to be helpers. It was job you were happy to accept, if it meant searching for the legendary Easter Bunny.More Like This
Every time you told your friends about it, they laughed. They respected your likes and opinions, but they felt as if stil believing in something like that was silly.
I'll show them whose silly..you whi
May Flower - Jack Frost x Reader pt.3 When the darkness faded I was nearly blinded by the bright lights of the room we'd entered. I had only ever been to this place once before but I knew it well. The room was a bright and decorated in greens, reds, and gold. It was the globe room in the north pole's workshop. Not too far infront of the globe was a platform where Jack and the other guardians stood. "I'm glad your all here" Pitch said from beside me. The guardians spun around at the sound of his voice. I sturgled to get away but Pitch had his arm was wrapped tighly around my shoulders so I couldn't escape.More Like This
"Let go of her, Pitch" Jack growled. He held his staff out preparing to
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I really hoped North had a good reason for calling me out to the north pole. He was taking away time that could be spent with (Name). Not like I didn't spend enough time with her already, she was just the biggest crush of my entire life. I could never get the cute spring spirt out of my head. Her beautiful (h/l) (h/c) hair. Her bright gem like (e/c) eyes. The way she'd smile at me when we played. Everything about her just made me melt. And that was quite a feat seeing as I'm the sprit of winter. I landed in North's workshop and found the other guardians already there. "So what is it this time North" I said walking up to the
May Flower - Jack Frost x Reader pt.1 There was a push and I felf myself air borne. There were people screeming a name, but from where and who's? I flailed my arms trying to find anything to slow my fall. With a thud I hit the ground, pain shooting through every fiber of my being, then nothing.More Like This
I jolted awake from the same nightmare I'd been having for the past four hundred years or so. It bothered me that I couldn't remember who's name was being yelled. But like always I put it to the back of my mind. I had lots to do with May Day coming up. It was my duty as a spirt of spring and the queen of may to make sure everything went well. It didn't matter to me if no one could s
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It had arrived....
Francis’ worst possible nightmare.
The British kid sitting on your lap was grinning widely at you as he bounced up and down. Why now? Why today, it being the day he’d wanted to be with you all alone and who knew, maybe get a little more intimate than usual?
Francis slumped on the coffee table, his blond hair splayed around his head like a halo. He pouted, his temple resting against the cover of a few glossy magazines, though his breath was making his cheek stick onto them.
“And they even had unicorns!” The blond
Nice Guys America x Reader~'Nice guys finish lastMore Like This
that's, why I'll treat you like trash
It's not what I really want to do but
You only date bad guys so, I'll give it my best try
to treat you the way you want me to'~
You were so excited for your with your long time crush, Alfred. He was always so sweet and happy all the time. You loved it! It would be good for you to get back into the dating game. It was a month after breaking up with that egotistic Prussian! He was considered a 'player' or a 'bad boy'.
You wore your (f/c) top with your (f/c) skirt and black heels. You curled your (h/l) (h/c) and put in your lucky hair clip.
Once you were ready to go, it was about
Jealous!EnglandXReaderXNeko!France"Aww, aren't you just the cutest thing?"More Like This
Arthur Kirkland watched you snuggle with the cat, green eyes narrowed. He could see why'd you dubbed it as FranceCat; after all, that cat was a fluff ball, just like Francis's "sexy" hair and, also very much like France, this cat seemed more than happy to cuddle near some.....Intimate areas.
To anyone else, it would have been rather amusing to see the Brit's face turn bright red as glowered at the smug, fluffy cat. Arthur, however, was less than amused. "You really are cute!" You cooed, scratching the cat's ears and ignoring your boyfriend's silent hissy fit. "Why don't you sleep with me tonight?"
Arthur's eye twitched. That was it. This cat could mock him, even hog his girlfriend on a day Arthur planned to spend with you, but to take his place in your bed, the one place he had to look forward to at this point?
That. Bloody. Cat's. Gone. Too. Far.
The cat had to go, Arthur knew that much. He then had an idea. "____?" He ad
Jealously - England x Reader - Hetalia"Come on, [Name], let's play! I'll be the hero and you the damsel in distress!"More Like This
[Name] giggles. "Again, Alfred? Don't you get tired of playing the same thing for hours?"
Alfred looked at her with puppy eyes, small tears threatening to drop. [Name] sighed. She definitely couldn't refuse to a look like that. "Okay Alfred, but only for a while, okay?"
[Name] continued to play with the little Alfred, completely oblivious that someone was watching with frustration from the other side of the room. Arthur couldn't bear that [Name] will pay more attention to Alfred that him. He wanted her soft hands only touched him, that only he could experience the sweetness of her lips,... Arthur closed his eyes while shaking his head. "Bloody hell, what am I thinking? I can't be jealous of a child, right?"
Arthur opened his eyes just in time to see how Alfred gave a hug to [Name] ... with his face against her chest. He got angry and walked toward them.
"Come on Alfred, don't be so, tomo
Jealously - EnglandXReader - Part 2"We have to devise a plan *munch* in order to destroy the axis *munch, munch*... I propose *munch, munch, munch*... and so *munch, munch, munch, munch*... Understood?"More Like This
"How the bloody hell do we understand you if you do nothing but eat while talking, America?"
"Ahahaha! That's because you're an idiot, England. Ahahaha!"
And so progressed another attempt of meeting to the Allies. It had been like that since America gained independence from England, always fighting among themselves. [Name] saddened to remember how hard it was the battle for all three. She was heartbreaking to see how hard it was for Arthur to confront his brother Alfred. But she only knew how much he still cares for him.
"Hey [Name], are you listening?"
"Ah, sorry I was minding my own. What were you saying?"
"Who's right, me or the idiot from England?"
True, [Name] came to the meetings practically to make peace between the two. She sighed and headed toward a window to get some air.
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Francis Bonnefoy watched his lovely girlfriend, _____, snuggle with a kitty you'd dubbed as "IggyCat". You'd claimed to have found the cat on the street, though Francis had a feelng that cat was none other than Arthur Kirkland's. For, unlike his own cat with it's thick, fluffy fur, this cat had very short hair, green eyes, and even the Arthur-ish thick caterpiller eyebrows.
And, also very much like Arthur, this kitty just couldn't keep his paws off you.
Yes, Francis knew about Arthur's crush on you all too well, and it honestly wouldn't have surprised him if Arthur used that black magic of his and turned himself into a cat, just to have an excuse to snuggle with you. Assuming it was just a cat, however, it might have been a little low to be jealous of a mere cat, but the fact that you were paying more attention to that damn cat than Francis really bothered him.
"Excusez-moi, ma cher?" The Frenchman placed a hand on your shoulder, smiling broadl
Jealous!FranceXReaderXChild!CanadaBright blue eyes watched you and his little Canadian son, sitting contently in your lap, laughing and giggling.More Like This
Oh, how it irritated Francis Bonnefoy.
Don't misunderstand, Francis loved Matthew to death; after all, those wide, violet eyes, wavy blond locks, and that toothy childish grin were priceless. Top it all off with a shy and forgiving personality, and you had an A+ child on your hands. The one problem was that dear, sweet Matthew was currently getting all of your attention when Franis planned to spend the day together, just you and him. And, to be ignored by his mon amour pissed the Frenchman off more than anything else.
In fact, why was he just sitting here? He needed to make it clear that ____ was HIS mon amour, even though his amour "offender" was nothing more than his seven year old son. Standing up, the Frenchman ran toward you, glomping you with the ferocity of a bear. "F-France!" You yelled, eyes wide in surprise.
You both heard a small, barel
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"He kissed you? Alfred Jones fucking kissed you?!" Arthur screamed, waving his arms in the air out of frustration.
You stood up on your toes to cover his mouth, his height towering over yours. People had their heads turned, staring questioningly at the two of you.
Arthur's face was red, his bushy eyebrows knotted into two hard lines. When you released your hand, the Brit blurted out, "that bastard!"
"Don't smirk at me __________," he snapped, "this is ridiculous! He didn't even ask for permission!"
"Well he was kind of drunk," you explained in a small voice,
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You sat back on your couch a little confused and a little dumfounded... It had been a week since everything had happened between you Canada, America, and England. They had all confessed their undying love to you and yet you still didn't know who you really wanted.
But why...? Out all people, those 3 handsome men love YOU. They would do anything to make you happy, yet you had no reason as to why they would.
You loved the sweet Canadian for his kind hearted nature and that he was always there for you, but you still weren't so sure if you felt the same way for him, as he felt for you. But he loved you with all of his might and he would try his
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"_______, calm down, I can't understand a word you just said," Arthur said.
"I-I just h-ha-had a-a dr-dream about me and Alfred, a-and w-we were... neverm-mind that but, c-can you please just come o-over?" Your voice was shaking through all of the sobs.
"Of course. I'll be right there."
"No problem." You pressed end on your phone and chucked it across the room, not caring if it broke. You curled back up in bed and started crying.
About 13 minutes later somebody knocked on your door. You knew it was Arthur so you walked down stairs and opened the door.
"______, are you ok?" he asked stepping into your house. You wrapped y
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You sighed lightly as you snuggled into your 'pillow' of a boyfriend Takashi as the rain continued to come down making a soft pattering sound against the windows making you feel at ease and relaxed.
You opened your (eye color) eyes only to look into Mori's deep onyx ones. He had a soft smile on his face as he pulled you closer to him with the hand that was wrapped around your plump waist. You smiled at his actions and leaned up to press your lips to his in a sweet chaste kiss.
"Can't sleep?" He asked this as you felt the words rumble in his strong chest making you giggle as you nodded your head as he put a strand of your (hair color) locks
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You regretted letting him stay.
He would sleep during the day and go out all night. Partying recklessly, then coming home drunk.
It was like a stupid love song.
The kind you hated.
"I'm going out." You glared at Francis's back as he left.
You waited until you heard his car pull out of the driveway. Lunging for the phone, you tripped over a pair of his stupid dress shoes.
The asshole left clothing all over the place.
You dialed the familiar number, not bothering to get up off the floor.
Arthur had become the
Germany x small!reader x ItalyYou groaned and started to roll around on your bed once the light behind the curatins were unleashed by Germany.More Like This
"Vake up ______ , today you have to come to training vith me since your babysitter is absent," He said.
You sat up in your white pajamas, which were quickly pulled off and replaced with a small white dress by Germany.
You were a small German country, so small that no one but the Axis knew you even existed, so it was pretty easy to avoid fights - which Germany was glad of since he wouldn't have to save you like he did Italy every five minutes.
"But I don't vant to go!" you whimpered.
You closed your eyes slowly and started to
Nordics x depressed!child!reader ch. 3 ((Sorry it took me so long to get this up. I had SO much school work. Anyways. This is the last Chapter you can vote on the characters. Enjoy~))More Like This
That night you laid in bed, turning slightly when your stomach rumbled with hunger. You buried your head into your pillow and sighed, "It was all my fault... They died because of me... I-I'm so stupid..." A soft whimper lift your lips and you started to cry.
Matthias was walking down the hall when he heard a muffled crying sound coming from (y/n)'s room. He opened the door quietly and saw (y/n)'s form curled up on the bed, her back shakily rising with every sob. He
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The room was dark and warm, a single dim lamp lighting the space. You were by yourself, miserable, tired, and lonely. You sighed, closing your eyes and hoping you would be able to sleep. But no.
The door swung open and the lights turned on. You groaned, sitting up and opening your eyes in defeat. There, you found Julchen, who you could tell was trying not to laugh at you in your weekend state.
"What?" You snapped, grouchy from lack of sleep and sickness. Julchen stopped trying to stifle the smile. She grinned cheekily at you, sitting down on the edge of your bed, handing you a bowl of soup.
"Eat up. Don't wanna be sick for much long
CielXReader (Name) continued sweeping throughout the manor. How did she get her? She was at the manor of Lord Alois Trancy.More Like This
She thought back on the recent events that landed her as a maid working for the Trancy.
“Oh (Name),” Sebastian called. “Lord Phantomhive would like to see you. He says he has something he must speak to you about.”
(Name) narrowed her eyes but listened to Sebastian’s instructions. She knew better than to defy him. She stood from her spot, she was polishing silver, and made her way to Earl Phantomhive’s study.
She knocked softly, as to not disturb
Spain x Reader: No Rest for the Wicked This was the eighth night. It was the eighth night you woke up to find your bed cold and your lover staring hauntingly out the window. You were beyond concerned, you were frightened. Never before had Antonio acted this way. His usually dense and carefree demeanor had been stripped to reveal a man in mourning.More Like This
"Antonio, talk to me," you pleaded. You watched the country take one breath, slow and ragged; then another that was equally tortured.
You were begging and you knew it. Tears pricked in the back of your eyes, threatening to spill over. You couldn't stand to see him in so much pain yet you had no
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France X Reader X England: Think Twice
You walked to the conference with your boyfriend Arthur Kirkland happily; your
hand intertwined with his. It was a beautiful and peaceful morning and you had
gotten plenty of rest. You looked and dressed nice as always and took your
appropriate seat next to Arthur. The both of you made side chat and talked
lightly about the meeting before Estonia could carry on his topic on
trade and economic growth.
About ten minutes later France walked in with the usual smile on his face.
His eyes wandered the room; possibly seeking his next victim. Then it caught
you and he instantly frowned. He saw how happy
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It’s your special day~ I hope we can spend it together like old pals! Your present arrive as soon as possible!!
Lukas sighed, setting the odd card on the table. He looked around to his brothers, yet they didn’t seem to notice his distress. He received this card, but no one signed it. Tino walked over, peering over his shoulder. Taking the card, he read it over, and glanced at the Norwegian.
“You received a birthday card? Sorry we didn’t get you one this year.”
“It’s fine, I don’t really mind. I’m just bothered that I did get a card.” Speaking of whic
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NorwayxReader-Just Be Friends
SONG - FIC ALERT!
Just be friends All we gotta do
Just be friends It's time to say goodbye
Just be friends All we gotta do
Just be friends Just be friends...
Lukas Bondevik. A male from Norway. The mysterious guy that never shows expressions, just his 'poker face', that's how Mathias Kųhler put it.
You never really believe that going out with him is that boring.
Yes, you, ___ ___, is going out with Lukas Bondevik.
The most emotionless man on earth that you knew.
Even riding the heart taking rollercoaster, Cylon, couldn't get the Norweigan man to make his mouth open.
You didn't even know that he ha
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In my mind the memories turn slowly, moments when I thought of you only
though our time has passed and gone, the world keeps moving on.
In the city we walked together, promises that we'd keep forever
they seem so distant now, but warm me still somehow when I see
If you love someone, you should let her go
Those were the last words your ex-boyfriend, Lukas Bondevik said in front of you and his Nordic friends. You couldn't believe what he said but that was all in the past. You cried your heart out after your big break up and now you're alright when you see him again.
Most things in your home reminded you of him. Even the clip you w
Slytherin!Norway X Gryffindor!Reader"Hey (y/n)! Ready to kick Slytherin butt at Quidditch again?" That was Alfred, one of your fellow team members on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. You had to admit, the team was pretty formidable. With Alfred as Keeper, Lovino and Feliciano as Beaters, Arthur, Mathias, and Yao as Chasers, and yourself as Seeker you were quite a challenge. The only House who's team rivaled yours was Slytherin. It was a typical thing throughout the years of Hogwarts's history. Anyways, today was the final match to decide which House wins the Quidditch Cup this year. Arthur, the team captain, had been preparing you for this moment for five whole months with rigorous training sessions. Today, all that hard work would pay off.More Like This
"Be quiet you git!" snapped Arthur. This game was too important, especially since Francis Bonnefoy, his long time rival, was Slytherin team captain.
"It's too early in the morning for this, aru." said Yao as he bit into a Chinese Dumpling.
Lovino was muttering a long list of jinxes and
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Emil was waiting at the same spot you had first met him. Unlike before, you had come far into the night. It had taken some work, but with the help of the starlight and moon overhead, you were able to find his location without the use of a flashlight.
“You’re still here,” you breathed in relief. “I was afraid you might have disappeared.”
Emil made a face. “I’m not a ghost, you know,” he said, but it was almost impossible to believe such a statement when he had strange white hair and unusually pale lavender eyes.
You laughed. “Yeah, but I get the feeling that you’re mor
Imminent (Spirit!Norway x Reader)It was an unusually cold, peculiar sort of summer’s night when first you encountered the pale figure there in the clearing. It was one of those nights when it feels particularly difficult to fall asleep, and prevent oneself from drifting into nightmares. It felt foolish to say, but every last part of that evening in itself left you profoundly mystified, and curious beyond common normality.More Like This
You were a relatively young woman at the time, being much taken to the peaceful feelings of the village you lived in, and the woods that surrounded it. It was on the outskirts of the forest that you often walked in the early mornings, when the breeze was gentle and the sunlight thin, and when every breath became a cloud before one’s lips. Loving of the quiet of steady existence and the felicity that came with such solitary hours, you knew with comfort that you were at least temporarily alone in a place that remained untouched and relatively unkno
Norway x Reader ~Spellstruck~More Like This
It was cold, dark, and lonely. It had been a simple mistake. It was rare to see rabbits out of their winter burrows, and in your excitement, you had chased after it hoping you could catch it and show it to your parents.
Unfortunately, not only had you lost sight of the cleverly camouflaged creature in the blanket of snow, but you had gotten lost, yourself. Everything looked the same out here. There were no visible landmarks and no one out here to find you. You had gone far out of hearing range, and your throat already hurt from screaming for your mother. You would have cried, but your nose stung from the frost and your energy
NorwayXReader - The mysterious dancerMore Like This
Norway X Reader - The Mysterious Dancer
At 7:15 a.m like always you go to school by foot since your school isn’t that far. When you reached there the first thing you saw was Lukas Bodevik , one of the famous boys in your school. You’re secretly have a crush on him but, you knew it is impossible for you to be with the Norwegian.
Lukas has a handsome face with blue eyes and blond silky hair clipped with a cross shaped pin with a small curl floating on the bottom back of his head. Simply gorgeous. However you’re just plain normal. Sure you’re actually beautiful with (h/l)(h/c) hair , (e/c) orbs and not to men
AmericaXReader: NosebleedYou and Alfred had been friends for a long time. The pair of you had spent many study hall periods goofing off when you were supposed to be studying, or playing video games until 4 in the morning and sleeping until noon on the weekend. You found Alfred to be a hilarious guy, always ready to make you snort and clutch your stomach in laughter every time you hung out.More Like This
It had started as a little blip in your mind, so vague in your mind it hadn't really shown itself yet. But as you spent more and more time with him, you felt the two of you were...compatible. Very compatible, actually. So, despite you tried the 'shutup shutup shutup brain we're just friends' tactic, you felt something stir in your chest.
Yes. All those girly feeling that would normally want you to gag. When Alfred, or as you called him often, Al, would lean close to you to copy--ahem, "compare answers"-- with your math homework you felt your entire face get hot. It was very embarassing, even though he didn't notice half the
EnglandXReader: The InternetMore Like This
You jolt up quickly, bringing yourself from the verge of sleep.
The time is 2 am. The room around you is dark and quiet. No one else is awake on this fine Saturday night. You sigh and wiggle your computer mouse to reawaken your lovely computer. The black screen lights up once more, illuminating the walls and drawing shadows across your face.
'One more message. I'll reply to one more message…then I'll go to bed…'
You click with years of practice's speed. Images flash past quickly, yet you pay no attention to them, passing the Deviant Art homepage and logging in with extreme typing speed.
'50 Feedback messages? I just repl
The Fault is in the Star ((America x Reader))More Like This
The Fault is in the Star
America x Reader
Alfred lay down on an open field in his homeland. Being able to sneak out from his boss was probably the worst and best thing he has ever come up with. It was obvious that he’d be getting a good scolding from the President tomorrow, not that he carried.
His baby blue eyes looked up to the slowly darkening sky and waited until the whole dark canvas was full of those bright glittering stars that seemed to be placed randomly in the sky. He let out a chuckle as a sudden memory appeared in his head. Right, it’s been 70 years since then.
Request: CanadaXReader - Cooking LessonsMore Like This
“This batch doesn’t taste right either!” You growled in irritation as you threw the newly made batch of pancakes in the trash wiping your hands on a kitchen towel and grumbled as you started to gather more ingredients for a new batch.
The reason for your frustration was because your best friend Matthew was coming over.
You both have been friends for years and truth be told, you had deeper feelings for the quiet Canadian, but you were afraid to confess to him in fear of getting rejected.
You suddenly heard a loud knock on your door and cursed as you quickly looked at the stoves digital clock to see it was noon, the time you
Fate's Compensation || SpainxReaderxRomanoMore Like This
You were moving, not running away. At least, that is what you told yourself. Everyone else believed that you were running from your mistake instead of solving it, but what did they know? Nothing. None of them would understand. For now though, you were not going to worry about them. Their words would not matter in the long run anyway. Now was your time to put the past behind you and build a new life; starting with settling in and finding a job. With little to unpack you decided to go on a quiet stroll through the city and look for a place looking to hire.
It didn’t take too long either. You were only walking for abo
Red Light“Hey Frau, do you want to play a game?” A voice asked, distracting you from your book. You looked over to the red eyes of the Prussian in the chair opposite you.More Like This
“Okay.” You agreed placing the book down. Smirking, Gilbert stood up and walked over to you. Once there he knelt down in front of you and looked up.
“Okay, we’re going to play red light. My hand is a fire engine. I’m going to run my hands up your leg. When you get uncomfortable just say ‘red light’.” He explained. You nodded again and looked down at your legs. The skirt you wore came to the middle of your thigh.
Prussia placed his hand at your ankle and slowly worked his way up. Every time touched a different part of your leg it felt like it was on fire. He continued his way up, only looking at you once he got to your knee. He lingered there for a second, before continuing his assault on your leg further.
Once you reached about three-quarters up yo
ItalyxReader: Notebook Entries“Ve . . . W-where’s Bella?”More Like This
Feliciano Vargas walked around the school looking for (Name). It was after school and she suddenly disappeared into thin air. He was a little worried about that, since it’s been happening a little more often recently. But Feliciano was more worried that she wasn’t telling him about it.
He looked around, seeing the people in the halls, but not (Name). He looked in the library and finally found her sitting at a table, scribbling into that notebook. “Ciao, Bella~!”
“Eh . . .?” (Name) looked up, and closed the notebook in a flash. “Hi, Feliciano, how are y
Someone Who Makes Me Smile~ LovinoxReaderMore Like This
You were sitting on the bus, listening to your mp3 player and staring outside, but not at anything particular. Today was a beautiful winter day, which was something unusual for you to think -since you generally hated the cold- but today was also unusually warm and the sun was shining. You were happily and peacefully humming along to the song you were listening until-
“Hey, idiota, move over,” a familiar voice said as he poked your head.
Surprised, you quickly glanced at the person who invaded your daydreaming and pouted. It was Lovi, and he didn’t seem like he was going to sit anywhere else. You sighed and scooted over nex
Sing to me [Oneshot]More Like This
I still remember the rhythmic beeping of the EKG. Her heart beat meant everything to me in that moment, because it was a signal that she was still there...
She was my best friend, no... my sister, and I couldn't leave her. She needed me right now.
She had just attempted suicide, and I needed her to know that I was here for her. So every night I sang a song to her. It was her favourite song, and I think I finally understand why.
It was almost like it was written for her and I could have almost sworn it was.
I'd always hold her hand as I sang to her, not understanding what I was singing at
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C1More Like This
“Hey! Wait up!”
The blonde haired boy turned to look back at who had just called out to him. He was walking out of a really dingy and run down cabin. Behind him he saw a little girl about his age, just under ten years old. She had (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. The boy smiled at the girl.
“Hurry up slowpoke!” He said his voice thick with a British accent.
“It’s not my fault you're so fast, Arty!” The girl countered.
“Come on, (name)!”
The girl caught up to the boy, almost tripping, but before she fell the boy caught her. The girl smiled up at him, looking into his striking green eye
Everyone's Fault - ShizuoXReaderXIzayaMore Like This
You were sitting outside on the pavement, where you normally did at the park. Everyday you came back to the same spot, to work on your masterpiece. You brought different colored pieces of chalk with you, putting out a mat and kneeling on it. You were a street artist; someone who drew elaborate works in chalk on the pavement, someone who painted murals, and someone who would sit outside with a paper pad and do sketches for money. You had a very handy photographic memory, and could recreate what you saw. Living in an apartment alone, you needed money. So you worked at a local library, and put your talent to use on the side.
Your preferred meth
Izaya X Reader Chapter 1"Bye Shizuo I'm heading out for errands. Be back later!" You slip your messenger bag over your head and fix your hair in the mirror hanging by the door. Shizuo nods lazily as he flips through TV channels on the couch.More Like This
"Be back before dark okay? And watch out for the flea." Shizuo puts his feet up on the coffee table as you nod and open the door.
"Will do bye!" You walk down the stairs from your 5th floor apartment and breathe in the Ikebukuro air as you pull out a list of errands and start walking to your first stop. You need to buy groceries and find a part time job to work for money. You and Shizuo aren't rich so paying bills becomes toug
2p!America x Bullied!Reader: UnexpectedMore Like This
Alfred stared at the computer screen with a not so amused expression. It was another photo his friend Oliver had taken with his "Oh so perfect family" he had. Well, that's what the cupcake freak call's his family. He glanced a the almost mirror imagine son Oliver had. Except his son had the eyes of his mother. A disgust tone trickled from brunette's throat and closed the window. He could take anymore of this cutesy shit. But somehow he was slightly envious of what Oliver had. A beautiful wife, a good home, a decent job, a smiling son.
Years ago this would make the American's head turn away and sneer at the thought, but now. Being older, he f
Never Too Late 04 [Agent!Norway x Agent!Reader]More Like This
Warning: Minor language
Chapter 04: No Lovers Allowed
Francis just gave you another pleading look. God, it's so annoying. You just had to lead him back to his room. Whatever he meant, you'll be watching this 'show' of his. And at the moment you entered, your eyes quickly darted to the window, having the perfect view. No wonder why Francis wanted it so bad. That bloody git.
You quickly grabbed your phone.
You were tired. It's not like you do any of this like the usual. You've never kissed anyone like that. You've never imagined yourself for doing something like that non-stop, almost for non-stop. There was no reas
~Roses and Candles~ A Spain x Reader One ShotMore Like This
Twilight began to disappear and you tried to suppress a yawn but it escaped your lips regardless. Your boyfriend, Antonio, chuckled and pulled you closer into the warmth of his chest. You looked up at him with drooping eyes which you're positive were not very attractive. His emerald eyes glowed as the sun dimmed. He leaned down and kissed you sweetly.
"Mi amor, you should probably get some sleep."
You nodded slightly and he picked you up bridal style from your seat on the bench and carried you into the house. Your arms were wrapped
tightly around his neck and your head laid on his collarbone. You could hear his steady, repetitive heartbeat and the sound lulled you to sleep. He set you on the bed and pulled the covers over you. He kissed you softly on the lips and let himself out. You had been spellbound with the Spaniard from the first moment his lips touched yours. Then first time he asked you out, you were a little wary because you th
HetaliaxReader A HauntingYou wiped the sweat from your forehead and turned to sit on the edge of your car. It had been a long day of lifting heavy boxes and driving back and forth, but finally you had moved all of your things into your new home.More Like This
You looked up at your house, your eyes following its beautiful Victorian curves and balconies, trailing up to the tower and down to the original rounded glass windows. You sighed. It was a gorgeous house, and it was going to fit you perfectly.
You smiled and closed the trunk of your car, ready to crash for the rest of the night. You decided on a nice hot shower and some sleep as you walked into your house and locked the doo
A Glass Of WaterHiccup X Reader Part 2More Like This
Requested by: A lot of people
Story by: lilacgiraffe
When you woke up, you were in a sleeping shirt and on a warm fur bed. You hum in confusion, stretching your arms. Everything smelled fresh. This was not the ocean you were in before.
You were still to tired to recognize the sound of the door opening.
"Good morning." a soft voice called and you could hear the sound of dishes clinking against each other. "I brought you something to eat." You looked at the boy, noticing his warm, smiling face, complete with freckles.
You smile back as he places the tray of food on a bedside table. "Hello," you say sweetly, smiling back as he hands you a cup of tea. "Sorry, but," you bite your lip, studying the fresh tea, "Where am I?"
"Hm?" he looks at you, his brown eyes glinting, "Berk. It's a small island. How did you get here?"
"A-a storm." you murmured, "It blew me here. I just wanted to get a
~Hero~ An America x Reader One ShotMore Like This
"Okay! Who's up next?!" Feli chimed, holding up the karaoke mic. "Anyone?"
Every Saturday night, you and your boyfriend, Alfred, went with Feli, Kiku, and Arthur to the karaoke bar. It didn't seem to be going too well tonight since Feli and you had been the only ones so far to sing. Arthur had a few too many drinks and whenever that happened, well all he wanted to sing was love songs and that just ended with him breaking down and crying. No one had any idea why Kiku came since he rarely ever sang. Guess he just liked watching everyone else make a fool of themselves. You were just about to go again when Alfred jumped up and said "Let the hero take a shot at it!"
Everyone groaned but you. Honestly, Alfred couldn't sing if it were to save his life but you'd never tell him that. Karaoke was about having fun not staying on key. Besides, it was a change. You and Alfred had been going out for about a year and you were head over heels for the obnoxious Amer
Seven Minutes in Heaven (Viking!Denmark)You glare at the Prussian man as you shove your hand into the bag, pulling out a...More Like This
"Who-I-Wait..." you stutter, staring at the pouch, "What?"
Shaking your head in confusion, you fail to notice an extremely drunk man approach you. But, you do notice when he lifts you over his shoulder.
"99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer~" the Dane sang loudly as he walked over to the closet. "You throw those out, have shots all around, 99 bottles of beer on the ground!"
Laughing hard at his own song, Denmark collapsed onto the closet floor, holding you on his lap. "Hej!" he laughed, burying his nose into your neck. "You are a pretty, pretty girl!" You laughed with him as he poked your nose. "What's your name, smuk?"
"Den, you know me!" you giggle, squishing his face between your hands.
"I am not this 'Den' you speak of," he said boldly, "I am the great Viking King!" Chuckling softly, he began rubbing your sides slowly
Step By StepFrancexReaderxSpainMore Like This
Requested by: theawesomeone888
You hear shouts behind you, asking you to come back. Laughing quietly, you stop behind a large rock, slipping your sneakers off and tugging your jeans under your dress. You huff in frustration as you struggle to the corset that held the dress to your body tightly. As you fight the silky ribbons, you hear voices get closer.
"Balls!" you gasp, stretching to even grasp the silk strands. With your chest to the rock, you arch your back when, suddenly, the stress on your torso is gone, replaced by an arm across your back, "Hola." a voice breathed in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. Clasping your dress to your chest to keep it from falling, you were spun around, panting in anger.
"Ah, it's (Y/n)~" a French voice laughed, trailing a finger down your jaw. You flinch away, growling lightly.
"Go to Hell." you spit at the men.
"That's rude," Toni rolle
An Angel With A Bloody Bat 2 (2p!AmericaXReader)You hummed along with the song, mindlessly typing in codes to compare different samples of blood found at a crime scene of a missing woman from downtown. You really hoped that you could get a match, help this woman out, let the police know who took her, anything. A positive match appeared on the screen, and with a victorious fist pump, you forwarded the information to the lead detective and rewarded yourself with a handful of M&M’s from the bowl next to your keyboard.More Like This
You shoved your rolling chair away from your desk, accidentally slamming into the legs of your coworker, Gary. You yanked the earbud from its resting position. “Oh,
Romano x Reader ~You Brighten My Day~Ehe. Long time since I wrote a one-shot, eh? I am thinking of Roma and then I wanted to make a Romano x Reader. XD Ehe. Just randomly thought of this.More Like This
Today was a gloomy day. It has been raining all week and a relative of ______'s just died recently. She was standing in front of her Aunt's grave, weeping and mourning. She was holding a white Lily. She placed it on top of her grave and started walking away, her boyfriend, Lovino Vargas, holding an umbrella up for the both of them.
Lovino Vargas was like part of the family. He went to everything whenever the (last name)'s have an occasion. He never hung out with his family, as his Grandfather is too busy with work and is in Rome. His brother, Feliciano Vargas, always hung out with Ludwig Beilschmidt, giving Lovino no time at all.
Lovino was wearing a black button-up shirt, black slacks and black shoes. As for _____, she was wearing a short sleeved button-up shirt, black
Drawn Conclusions~ FelicianoxReaderMore Like This
“Feli! What new drawing do you have today?” you said happily as you ran over to him. It was a beautiful and sunny day, perfect for eating outside. You woke up this morning to a good morning text from your best friend, and he asked you to eat lunch with him today.
…and now you were here.
“Ve~ Hi, bella!” he smiled up at you. You had to quickly turn to try to hide your blush. He was so cute! But… you’d never let him know that…
…because you and him could never be more than friends- it would just make things awkward. You were sure he didn’t like you back, after all! You plopped do
You Called?: Master!Romano x Maid!ReaderThere was no lying about it. You had your work cut out for you. Working for Mr. Vargas’ house you could never get a break.More Like This
After working here for three months you had one rule. Just one simple golden rule that your master had to follow for you to be able to keep working for him.
Lovino was not to touch a single piece of cleaning equipment nor try to help you clean.
You learned the hard way from that mistake. Once, Lovino offered to help you clean and no knowing any better you let him help. Turning your back on him for not even a minute, the Italian knocked over a shelf causing it to tip over and break almost everything on it.
Mafia!RomanoxReader: Winged God with a PistolMore Like This
Mafia!RomanoxReader: Winged God with a Pistol
Hi! This is a retelling of the story of Cupid and Psyche. I made this the modern version with twist of action. Enjoy!
“(Name)… Can you see that constellation forming a crooked ‘V’?”
The gentle voice of your mother soothed your trembling figure as she distracts you from the sudden blow of the cold night breeze. Her slender finger points at a certain star and began forming lines; it is shaped just like a crooked letter ‘V’, but with a parallelogram at the right end. You watched her as she stared at the nig
Mafia!RomanoxReader: Winged God with a Pistol IIMore Like This
“Close your eyes still.” You clenched your fist in excitement. This is the day that you can finally see again. It has been two weeks since Romano sent you to a hospital, and he wants to see progress as soon as possible so they found a donor in a short amount of time.
You felt the tight bandage removed from your head slowly. Cold air hit your skin as soon as it’s exposed. “Now slowly open your eyes.” The doctor said. You slowly opened your eyes yet shut it tightly because of the blinding light.
“Is she alright, doctor?” Toni said.
“Yes, it’s normal since it&
Romano X Reader - Late night helpMore Like This
I got a call in the middle of the night. I looked at the time. 2:07 am. I groaned and answered it.
“Bella! You have to help us! It’s stuck and won’t be undone! Brother’s in my bed and ahh! It hurts! Stop pulling!” Italy screamed. Brother? Stuck? Pulling? Sounds right up in the Yaoi category. Japan would love this.
I got dressed and made my way to see Italy. I went right in his house. I’d been over hundreds of times so it wasn’t nothing new and he knew I was coming.
I went to his room and opened the door but before I did I heard, “Ahh! Brother stop! A. . . Ahhh,” Italy moaned.
Pregnant!ReaderxItaly- My BambinoMore Like This
“Come out! Come out! Please come out!” Italy said as he rested his head on your swollen belly.
You smiled and ruffled your husband’s hair, “Feli, he or she will come out when they are good and ready. You can’t rush these things.”
“Awww….But I’a want to see our little bambino!”
You shake your head. You and your husband, Feliciano Vargas, who was in fact the very personification of the country of Italy, were expecting your first child. The two of you were supposed to be watching (insert favorite movie), but Italy was more interested in
talking about your soon to be born child.
Viking!Nordicsxreader Part 3More Like This
Viking!Nordicsxreader Part 3
It's been a few days now and you were getting closer to Iceland. In fact you will arrive tonight. Even though the young vikings treated you well you still ha a few chores to do like swab the deck and groom the horses. You also helped Tino to cook the food. Lukas taught you about their gods and their belief. It was really facinating to hear the stories about the gods and so on.
"Hey guys I see Iceland now!" Mathias said, you all looked at his direction and saw the little island.
"(Name) stay close to us" Lukas said when the ship stopped, you nodded and you all walked off the ramp.
"Emil over here!" Mathias wave
Vikings!Nordicsxreader Part 1More Like This
Vikings!Nordicsxreader Part 1
A slave, you were notthing more then a slave. You were standing at a market in Birka Sweden waiting to be baught by those barbaric vikings. And you couldn't escape either your hands are bound and the seller is keeping an eye on you. Is this how your life will be like? That you have to do as your master say?
"hvaš viš höfum hér? (What do we have here?)" you hear someone say and walked closer to you. It was a viking certainly, with curly beard in braids and wearing a thick coat. You didn't understand what he said. You looked nervous at the man then to the rest of the slaves that was looking at you.
"žś eins og h
Close your eyes - Viking!Denmark X Reader~Slut ögonen~More Like This
*Viking!Denmark X Reader X Viking!Nordics*
The days were harsh upon the Northen lands,as wind blew cold,ruining the already weak plants which were supposed to feed people around.
Denmark didn't seem to have though such a burdening weather as the other three countries,though when wind came and hit the shore,it just seemed to sweep everything in its way - as the inhabitants did with the conquered lands.
Accustomed to the sunny days from down south - which rarely were either cold or rainy - (Name) couldn't help but feel both sick and gloomy.It had a great impact onto her,not to tell the fact that she was a stranger among peo
LSH: Come What May (GermanyxReader)Come What MayMore Like This
"Meet me at the park in Old Town, by the gazebo, at 8:30 tonight."
Ludwig read over the note left by his girlfriend by the glow of a red light. The clock on his dash told him it was currently 8:20 and that he would be early to whatever (F/n) was planning.
The couple had been dating for awhile, nearing three years, and the stern German man had grown accustomed to her happy and uncaring ways. She would sing loudly in the shower, squeal at the sight of other people's dogs and/or babies, and wasn't afraid to say the truth; whether it be that a top looks bad on a friend or that she doesn't like what a person was
QMC: Smile (RussiaxReader)SmileMore Like This
"What has he done now?" the deep male voice said, sounding bored, from the other end of your phone.
You, on the other hand, were currently a mixture of excitement and rage. "He dumped me! The bastard dumped me!"
Ivan's interest perked up after hearing the shouted words come from his phone's speaker as you continued your small rant.
"And for another woman! The nerve of some people." An angry huff of air exited your lungs before you composed yourself again. "But, you know what that means?" You could practically hear the grin on Ivan's face as he answered your question.
QMC: Airplanes (FrancexReader)AirplanesMore Like This
The last act leading up to you finished and applause and whistles rose up in the MPR. Though, the noise wasn't unexpected. It was Francis Bonnefry who just finished singing. And he was very popular.
You didn't expect much for your own act as you tugged down the silver-sequined material of your top. Your black skinny jeans hugged your legs just enough to make them hard to tug on and your (h/c) hair was loose around your face. Sparkly makeup shone around your wide, (e/c) eyes and your lips were painted over with a matching gloss.
Taking in a deep breath of air, you stepped onto the stage. The bright lights blinded
QMC: Cowboy Take Me Away (ChinaxReader)Cowboy Take Me AwayMore Like This
You bit your lip and looked around on the single, empty road you had driven down. Seeing no car other than your own, you grinned excitedly and skipped into the field of tall grasses in front of you. On your way here, you had remembered a song that would be perfect for this.
Sprinting back out of the field, you plopped down onto the soft earth at the side of the road and faced the towering stalks. Quietly, you sang to yourself as you ran your fingers gently across the dirt.
"I said I wanna touch the Earth,
I wanna break it in my hands.
I wanna grow something wild and unruly.
I wanna sleep on the hard
Quick Mix Challange: So What (AlliesxReader)AlliesxReaderMore Like This
You swung around in the kitchen as you gathered ingredients to make a chocolate cake while the radio played loudly. The oven dinged, preheated for the batter.
The men you worked for, the men who hired you as a live-in maid, were out for the day at a business meeting so you decided to cook something sweet up for them. You assumed the meeting would last all day and you'd have a chance to cool and frost the cake, maybe even leave a note and hide out in your room until after they ate the chocolaty treat and you could emerge to clean. Interacting with the five men you lived with wasn't really one of your strong suits, an
QMC: Love the Way You Lie (AmericaxReader)Love the Way You LieMore Like This
What an absolutely brilliant thing to be a part of. So graceful, so elegant, so beautiful.
So. Not you.
You'd rather be on stage with a microphone in hand and do a glorified white-man-boogie as you sang out to screaming fans. But, for some reason, you were brought to a dance studio. Your body had subconsciously pulled you to the large complex. You may not have known why you were there, but you were a firm believer in fate and allowed yourself to be drawn to the building.
Fate. Destiny. Or maybe even a Help Wanted poster.
Your empty stomach growled at you as you tugged the poster from it'
QMC: Can You Save Me (EnglandxReader)Can You Save MeMore Like This
"Guys last song for the night, so I'll make it good!" you shouted out to the audience. Your (h/l) (h/c) hair was matted down by sweat and you could feel your eyes droop but still you kept up your energetic appearance while on stage, despite feeling like you were going to collapse any second.
At the sight of the messy haired blonde boy sitting at the bar, his emerald orbs fixed on you, your energy returned. He was wearing a tight, white v-neck shirt and dark wash jeans and a black hoodie was slung over his shoulders. A set of dog tags dangled low on his chest and leather bracelets covered his wrists. It was
Perfect Twisted Fairy-Tale || IcelandxReaderMore Like This
You sat alone in your room. The house was quiet. Your mother was out somewhere drowning herself in alcohol, misery and some guys sick attention. It was nice to have a quiet night. Usually mother would bring her men home for their 'love session' as she called it, and you never got to sleep with all that noise. So, this was a peaceful night, looking at the winter wonderland outside your window. In your hand was a razor, pressing neatly against your wrist. Cracking the window open to let the blade slide across your skin. The pain was magnificent and the blood drops on the snow below was something out of a dream.
Iceland x Shy!Reader- Enough to Break the Ice“And the winner of this year’s figure-skating championship, __________!” The announcer exclaimed, sending the watching audience up in a thundering applause.More Like This
You skated proudly onto the ice with a glorious grin on your face, ready to accept your trophy. It was here on the ice that you felt complete, like you could actually throw away all your insecurities and anti-socialness. Needless to say, you felt amazing.
You skated and twirled with speed and precision to the center of the ice, were you would then accept your trophy. After a long and grand entrance, you made your way to the announcer. He held a large and extravagant trophy with your name stamped into it. You felt so important and loved.
“So, Miss _________, would you care to say a few words to your adoring fans?” He asked in his loud and over-peppy voice,
You nodded and took the microphone, ready to spill out all of your thanks and appreciation to everyone you knew.
What's A Girl Gotta Do? [Iceland X Reader]You sighed frustratedly as you placed your papers onto your desk neatly. Another failed attempt.More Like This
As the teacher began blabbing on about how to work out some stupid math problem, your mind wandered to the owner of the silver head in front of you.
Those gorgeous silver locks belonged to none other than your favorite Icelander, Emil Steilson. You had had a crush on him since middle school. Now, as a senior, you were desperately trying to get him to notice you before you were off to college. But, unfortunately, he never seemed to realize pay any attention to your existence.
The first thing that you liked about Emil was his smile. Although it was rare to slip onto his face, Emil's smile was so handsome that you shuddered just thinking about it. He was so perfect that you couldn't believe that he was human. Emil's crystal blue eyes always seemed to be glinting, almost as if he had a more fiery side underneath that cold exterior. His shining silver hair fell perfectly around his f
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Alfred x Reader
It was Saturday, the day you've been waiting the whole week. Today was the day when you would go out with your friends on a camping trip in the forest and your theme is Horror. Best theme you guys ever made since forever. The last theme you had had been made by Francis and well, things turned out a little… awkward…
Anyway, past is past and let's move on to the present~!
You finally arrived at the forest just when the sun began to set so you guys began to prepare for a night of horror and fright. "Ve~ _______________! We're about to start~" Feliciano called out while you were at your tent. "Oh, sure. Coming~"
Just A Game (Cheater!America X Reader)WOAH BRO HOLD ONMore Like This
Warning: Swearing/not really probably like 2 bad words but BEWARE!
(Y/n): CHEATER! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?!?! IM YOU FRUKING GIRLFRIEND WHY?!?!!?!
Alfred: Wait (y/n) I-
(Y/n): Cut the crap Alfred! I won't forgive you!
You said sternly, back facing your boyfriend.
Alfred: (y-y/n) I'm sorry!
(Y/n): I've heard that too many times... After all you did say it was just a game.
You said as you fled the scene, tears nearly escaping.
"But it was just a game!" Alfred said.
~La Time Skip~
"Hello? Feliks?" you said to
Me? Jealous? ((Prussia x reader))Sighing quite loudly, (name) hoped that her awesomely annoyingMore Like This
boyfriend -who was currently being flirted by the waitress- would notice her and remember they were in the middle of a date. She tossed her (h/c) locks over her shoulder and poked at her food, not interested in eating the cold nuggets on her plate-tray.
For what seemed like an eternity, the waitress stopped flirting but gave him her number and left with a seductive wink. The albino smiled uneasily and shifted in his seat. Turning back to his partner, he cocked an eyebrow as she drilled deep, dark, invisible holes in the back of the departing slut- err, I mean, waitress.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a part 2/prequel of my other oneshot, Salty Tea. I advise you to read ST first before this. link to part 1: http://fav.me/d5zrv57
Arthur Kirkland is dead.
No matter how many times his boss repeated the news to you, you cannot seem to swallow such a truth, proving this by shutting your eyes tight in an unlady-like manner which turned a few eyebrows up at you, only for those eyes to increase patronizing auras at you as you childishly covered your ears.
“Sir, I am sorry to say this but, I do not find your joke amusing.”
You sniffled, holding back the tears that you tried your hardest to steel.
AmericaxReader- bucket problems(name) was an average citizen of her kingdom. She made a living with her parents by running a small store with medicine and food. She was sent out every morning to gather herbs, berries, and water from a nearby river.More Like This
This morning, she gathered a full basket of herbs and berries and was on her way for the water. She kept hearing noises from behind her, but when she turned around no one was there. She thought it was animal or just one of the children from her neighborhood. When she reached the river she sat down and took out her bucket from her basket. She quietly sat and held her bucket as it started to fill.
"Hello!" She released the bucke
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It was difficult to fall in love with someone as tight-assed as Lovino Vargas. He was impossibly stubborn, swore like a goddamn sailor, an ignorant douche-nozzle, and – to top it all – he was unbelievably and uncontrollably shy when it came to commitment.
Sure, the chocolate-haired Italian may come across as the flirtatious type to women when he first encounters them, but if you are a woman that sees him on a daily basis, you start to receive the business end of his very – for lack of a better English term – tsundere tendencies. He would snub his cute little nose in the air and act as if you didn't exist, like you bor