Russia x Reader part one - the battle
My breath shortened as I looked around the room. Death and destruction surronded me. The, once friend now enemy, king, Arthur Kirkland, turned and looked at me. His once handsome face was ragged and twisted. This attack had been sprung upon my kingdom because I had declined his son's marriage offer. Alfred and I had been friend ever since we were young, but I had never even harbored the slightest romantic feeling for him. When Arthur saw how crushed and heartbroken his only son was, any kind feelings toward my family and me dissolved. My countries allies had betrayed us to Arthur's empire as soon as he decided to attack. The only ally that was loyal to me was Ivan. Ivan was a close friend from when I was young. But Ivan was my betrothed. We had been together for three years now.
I returned to reality and noticed that Ivan now stood at my side. He had a jewel-incrusted sword in his right hand. His whole body was tense and ready to attack at any moment. I noticed two bodies ly
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Well, so much for keeping a low profile.
“Arthur,” the voice whispered again.
The lights flickered back on and the room was empty, but for the normal furniture. Arthur pushed you behind him, his arms spread as he looked around the room and waited. If you could have gone any farther, you would have, but you were pinned against the wall.
The air shimmered and twisted, like a cool breeze on a hot sun-baked roadway.
“Arthur? What the hell is going on?” You asked the man that seemed cool and composed, despite of the situation.
The door swung open to the kitchen, banging
Demon!King!AmericaXReader ~ Part 10 “Do you, like, know how hard it was to dress her with chains on?” Feliks asked, lifting your foot up and slipping on a silk slipper. “And why in the hell do we have to be here?”More Like This
The stench in the cell was unbearable. A stack of bodies were against the wall, like cords of wood. A pool of blood that was congealed and blackening was around them. The smell had numbed your nostrils, and the chill within the room numbed your fingers as well. You had been to nervous to ask what had happened to them, or who they even were.
“That demon bastard won’t be able to smell her.” Leon said, leaning against the wall, looking under his sharpened nails. “In case he gets the bright idea to come for her.”
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His hand guided up the banister to the top floor, all while holding his breath. Only a few feet away the workroom door was open, shadow covered, but opened. Drawing in a much needed breath, he trembled from how drenched his clothes were with rain and anticipation. A downpour, of course, happened as he helped you walk home.
You had passed out once you hit the sofa, and he really hadn’t paid any mind to you. You were fine, just exhausted from your encounter with the dead. Well, that and the fact he’d used a paralyzing spell to keep you out of his way and your eyes off him. He knew that you would be too focused on the pain, than to glance his way.
Each step took, what felt like a lifetime, to make it to the darkened room. There had been many
Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 21More Like This
It was strange being able to regain control of his own body. When the dragon left the warrior’s heart, he felt lighter than before. The heat of his dragon’s fire returned to him, and as the light enveloped him he could feel his strength reviving him anew.
When the transformation had been completed, he stood over his vessel, a grand dragon towering before a human in dominating size. The journey back to Eldur Mountain had its ups and downs, but with the human’s vigorous spirit imbued inside his soul, the dragon chose to carry away the precious memories of his travels.
Mathias looked upon the dragon who was now at his feet. His eyes grew wide with surprise when a bright red light suddenly enveloped him, and in a matter of seconds, the dragon had been reduced to nothing more than an exact copy of himself.
“Y-You…” he breathed. “How were you able to do that?”
“Magic,” the dragon grinned, testing out his ne
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Orbs of light danced in your eyes as you adjusted to the level of brightness. The details were fuzzy, though you faintly remembered someone neutralizing you. An explosion, a cry for help, a refusal, and a scream: these were the only things you remembered before falling asleep. Beyond that, the dragons and your parents worked their way into your memories and returned to their proper places.
You remembered where you were now. You were kidnapped, trapped by people who didn’t address themselves as humans. Who were they?
“She’s waking,” a voice said.
“The spell’s wearing off,” another voice replied. “Now we can see if the process was a success.”
Your eyes were still adjusting to the level of brightness. First it was the shapes, then the colors. Finally, when everything was in place, you could see them. With your memories working the way they were, you couldn’t comprehend whether or not what you were experie
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You awoke with a start from a strange noise. You’d been dreaming about that Arthur, and somehow, you felt his presents linger. Something was different about him, something that made your fingertips tingle like they were touched with ice. You tipped your head and listened, surprised to see you must have passed out on the sofa, and fallen into a deep sleep. Looking around the room you spotted the clock on the back wall; it was close to five in the evening. You had been asleep for almost two hours.
You clambered to your feet as the racket drew nearer and louder. What was that strange sound?
Looking up the stairs, you held your breath and waited for the rumbling to continue. Another sound of something hitting the floor, and you found yourself standing at
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“She don’t look good, guys.” Alfred said, leaning over you with his nose almost touching yours. “Does she got a wet, cold nose, I can’t tell.” What he could tell was your colour was drawn and your eyes were tightly shut. And that was never a good sign.
“Is she a dog, Alfred?” Francis rolled his eyes and hopped off the coffee table. The arrogant cock could only remember one other time he was this scared, and that was the night Arthur started on his dangerous rampage.
“Well, no, she’s a…”
“Then why would she have a cold nose!” The rooster huffed and fluffed his feathers. "Sacré bleu!"
“You two need to shut up,” Allistor said, motioning his head towards you. “She doesn’t know we can talk.” Although it seemed you finding out that they could speak would be the least of your troubles or his.
Yao waddled i
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Stepping inside the house, you groaned when you saw the books, your grandmother’s books, sitting on the coffee table in the living room. Somehow you wished that, maybe, they had just grown legs and ran off. But, no, things like that didn’t happen.
“I’m sorry,” you belted out quickly, resting your cupped hands in front of you. Your eyes stared at the round Oriental carpet, with a large brown tree within the middle, surrounded by strange looking creatures. You wished there was some way to explain what you’d done, but you couldn’t find the thought or the words. “I didn’t mean to take…” you voice broke, as you looked up to your granny that arched an eyebrow at you, “...I’m sorry.”
Carefully taking the bag, still slung over your shoulder, she placed it on the floor near the door. “I should be saying sorry, (f/n),” she said, swallowing the lump in the ba
2P!Americax2P!Prisoner!Reader“_________.”More Like This
Al was at his wits end with this girl. The girl was _________, a chick he captured from the Axis. She’d be their prisoner until at least the end of the war, but he was starting to wonder if it was a good idea to capture her. He was hoping to have an obedient little servant girl, but instead he got a loudmouthed slacker.
“You were supposed to be cleaning this place while I was gone!” Al yelled.
“Why should I have to listen to you?” said _________, who was lounging on Al’s couch.
“Because you’re my prisoner! I captured you! You’re supposed to do what I say!”
“I don’t have to listen to you! I can get out of here easily!” __________ boasted.
“Oh really?...” Al smirked, grabbing his trusty bat.
“That doesn’t scare me,
Dear Alfred I - Letter from a loverSummary: Arthur was left behind when his boyfriend disappeared at, trying to manage a somewhat functional life even though he can barley cope with the thought of never seeing Alfred again. But somehow, thanks to Francis perhaps, he manages to move on, only to have everything fall apart when Alfred walks into his life once more.More Like This
Pairings: UsUk, FrUk, RusAme.)
Chapter 1 - Letter from a lover
July 5, 20XX
It’s been a year since you went away now. Since I last held you in my arms and kissed your lips before telling you to be safe. It’s been a year since I waved you off standing at the shore, even long after your ship had disappeared in the horizon and until the sun started to set. It has been a year since I for the first time laid in our bed alone, knowing you wouldn’t be back for months.
It’s been forty one weeks and two days since I got a knock on the door from the marine. Forty one weeks and two days since I brok
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You silently stared up at the sign that had been plastered in rather big, brightly bolded letters above your head labeled 'Carreido Dance Studio', the heavy black and white striped gym bag that you had packed before you left your house slipping off your shoulder the longer you looked upwards. When your friend had told you not a few hours earlier that when you took a left by the only Starbucks in town you would see a bold sign offering cheap dancing lessons, she wasn't kidding. It surprised you as to why you had never seen this building before she had even recommended the class to you, just for the fact it had stood out like a sore thumb the longer you stared at the small brick building located in between a family owned dentistry and a worn down thrift shop that looked like it had been closed for years. You removed your gaze away from the sign, nervous (e/c) hues staring down to the simple flats you had managed to find buried in your messy closet. At that moment, you couldn't help but f
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“Where did this come from?” Yong Soo asked as he passed by the bathroom in which you had the contents of an entire makeup store laid out on the clean, spotless that you had scrubbed within an inch of its life. Your chin was perched on the counter next to a large bottle of pink moisturizer while you eyes raked over a palette of eye shadow ranging from cerulean blue to cotton-candy pink. You sat on a small wooden stool that creaked every time someone even touched it that you had retrieved from the kitchen.
You turned to look at him, eyebrows furrowing as you contemplated the fine smooth texture of the counter. “I bought them over the years but never used them.”
“Why are you using them now?” he asked, and walked into the bathroom and got on his knees, perching his chin as you were. His hand reached for yours, and he held it in his, his thumb making small soothing circles in the center of your palm.
“Because I’m not pretty.” You frowned
EnglandXReader Still I love youTime and Time again his memories overcame him. Of when times were good, when he was young, happy and full of life.More Like This
“Arthur! Arthur Stop it~! Hahaha Please!” Your beloved tickled you over and over again.
“Oh come now Love. You were the one that started this tickle war of yours” Arthur grinned as he had you pinned on the couch.
When he got home only minutes before, tried and over worked. All you wanted to do was make him smile. So you started a tickle war with the Englishmen and lost as her over powered you. He may not look strong with his thin pale body. But he was strong and now he was about to make you well aware of it.
“Arthur I started this because I wanted to make you smile” You said looking up to him. “And you are now.”
His smile was beautiful to you, something you wanted to see every day for as long as you lived. You leaned up to him and let your lips meet his. Every kiss Arthur ever gave you was everything you ever wanted. He r
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“No,” you said with a small smile on your face that the blond could tell was fake, “I hate goodbyes. They’re pointless, when I’m going to see you again soon. Only if I was actually never going to see you would I say something like that.”
Alfred stared at you, confused for a moment, then said with a toothy grin, “Until we meet again, then, _____!”
“Yeah, I’ll see you!” you said, a wider, truer smile gracing your face and making Alfred swell with happiness.
You hated goodbyes. There was no point to them, and you always made a point of saying so. Alfred loved watching your face light up as he remember and told you that you would meet him again.
He remembered how your face fell on that last day. Alfred couldn’t tell what was on your mind that day, but now he had a pretty good guess as to why you stuttered in your reply, “G-Goodbye, Alfie.”
Alfred had been to that little field full of wildflowers the two o
Cutting the Strings of Fate: Canada x ReaderWARNING: This story contains death. It’s sad. Really sad. Even for me. Suicide, and a bit of gore are included.More Like This
You were sick and tired of it all. This whole world, its weight rested upon your shoulders and threatened to crush you every single day. And today was the day it was all going to end. Each year you had to spend this day alone, not knowing what someone’s warm embrace even felt like anymore.
Holding the shining black pistol in your hands, you smiled through the tears. It would all be over very soon.
Matthew was on his way over to your house. It had taken years, but he was finally going to confess to you. He loved you with every part of his being, and for the love of maple, he was going to say it today.
And what other perfect day than this, the fourteenth of February?
Smiling through his nerves, he got into his car with the card and the little stuffed polar bear he planned to give you.
The cold metal was inviting. It was so soothing, and you held the gun
Dancefloor Anthem AmericaXReader "What to wear, what to wear," I mumbled to myself, picking over my closet. I was going to perform a concert tonight with the rest of (band name) and I had to have the perfect outfit. Finally, I decided on a tight fitting (color) v-neck t-shirt, a black leather, cut-off vest, and black skin jeans. I also grabbed my (color) Vans and my black and white checkered suspenders. I hummed my new song to myself and ran over the lyrics in my head as I pulled my hair up into a purposely messy bun and clipped my suspenders to my jeans, letting them hang down around my legs. Doing a once-over in the mirror, I nodded my head, satisfied with my look.More Like This
Honk honk I heard the van from outside. Just in time. I grabbed my phone and headed out into the hallway of my apartment, hoping I wouldn't run into Alfred on my way out. Just as I was opening the door;
"Where are you going?" a certain American boyfriend of mine asked. I freeze and turn to face him.
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America X Reader: Much Different in Person
“Alfred… are you okay?”
You looked to your super famous country boyfriend with a look of concern as he took a can of coke to his mouth and sighed. “Yeah. It’s just been a long day.”
“Did you want to me to run to McDonald’s or something?”
“Sure I guess.” He paused as he saw you grab the keys to your car. “Thank you”, he said rather childishly. You smiled back and went to your car with guilt filling up every inch of your heart.
On YouTube, TV, Deviantart, and even fanfiction.net, news of the Hetalia nations were widespread. From their daring personalities to their simple means of racial foolery, you and everyone who watched was hooked. Your biggest crush was Alfred F. Jones, known as America. From the way he acted on TV you were certainly convinced that he was the United States. Unfortunately, as you began dating the guy who at first turned on the ladies charm
England X Reader: Much Different in PersonMore Like This
England X Reader: Much Different in Person
You looked to Arthur with a look of surprise when he presented you a meal of a classic chicken cutlet, French fries and a huge bottle of sprite. You eyed the food that was so perfectly placed on the table and then back at him. It looked good. From the smell to even the way it was presented, not a spot of burnt meat was placed.
“What is it?” He looked to you with concern.
You shook your head and began to eat. “Nothing. It just looks really good.”
He laughed as he sat himself down. “Ha-ha, good thing I don’t cook as bad as my character.”
On YouTube, TV, Deviantart, and even fanfiction.net, news of the Hetalia nations were widespread. From their daring personalities to their simple means of racial foolery, you and everyone who watched was hooked. Your biggest crush was Arthur Kirkland, known as Britain or even England. From the way he acted on TV you were ce
In My Dreams (0.1) [Demon!KurlozxReader]Purgatory was a land of darkness and illuminated outlines, showing the pure brightness of Heaven but also the pitch blackness of Hell. Souls that came and wondered this place didn't know others were there and often despaired in the silence of the land of loneliness.More Like This
But those were the dead, who were waiting for their sins to be burned away or for their human selfishness to carry them down to the burning inferno. The living never came to Purgatory.
That is, so a certain young, purple beast thought.
Then she came. She was whole, unlike all the other souls that came there; the human girl wasn't an outline of barren frame, no, she wore clothes and was filled in as himself or an angel.
Her [e/c] orbs weren't simply a blatant color, but contained a pupil and an sclera, too. And her [h/l/c] locks were detailed and moved, very unlike the hair (and sometimes lack of) of the deceased spirits already present.
She was just so - so real compared to the bland outlines of haggard, sinful men and wome
Define ''Irony'' [ReaderXDave] 2You’re really starting to wonder if that guy is really from this planet, because nothing human should piss off you this much. It’s been 10 days since Dave started and your back is currently facing him as you pretend to be busy cleaning the liquor shelves. It’s not until you hear the slamming of a door that you look up.More Like This
“Lord English,” you yell at the man currently walking by the bar towards his office, “Dave is sexually harassing me.”
“Deal with it,” your boss spits back at you with a sneer before continuing his walk through the empty club. Letting out a sigh of defeat you turn towards the annoying male.
“Whoa you weren't kidding he really does hate you,” he said watching the man slam the door to his office. When he turned back towards the bar there was a frown on your face.
“No he’s just mad that I won’t go out with him,” you say with tired eyes. Suddenly there is some type of alcohol being spit
Watchful (0.1) [Human!KankrixShapeShifter!Reader]He was weeping; crying, with large, glittering and transparent drops of salt sliding down his dark cheekbones from his bloody eyes and plinking softly onto the sheets (which were the color of dried blood).More Like This
The eight-year-old was so wound up in his own silent sorrow, he didn't notice his door creak open and another pair of large, innocent red eyes staring worriedly into the pitch black room.
The younger, fully albino of the El-Amin brothers clutched the frame of the door tightly in one hand, his five-year-old, almost white face heavily shadowed not only with black of the shade but also by worry and concern.
And tucked safely in his other arm was you.
[e/c] orbs stared at the upset Arabic boy, and your [h/c] ears flattened a tad bit, the body language of your [solid/tabby/patched] feline frame speaking great concern.
What had happened?
You already knew.
The older, slightly-albino brother - Khayri El-Amin - had been rejected again. Rejected and mocked by his whole class.
How did you know?
Sollux x Reader - Part OneMore Like This
[Name]: Be [Name]
That's a bit silly, because you're too busy being [Name] to be [Name]! You were bored. And obviously, when trolls are bored they stare at other trolls. Your gaze was fixed on the one-and-only self proclaimed leader of the meteor. Karkat seemed a bit irritated at the moment. But then again, isn't he always irritated? No matter, you think he's cute either way. Oh, did you say that? Yes, it seems you did in your mind at least. You suppose you should admit it for your Moirail, Sollux, but something always holds you back. Sighing, you continue to stare at your flushcrush, dreaming of him proposing a Matespritship to you like all those trolls do in the romcoms he watches.
[Name]: Be Sollux
You are now Sollux, sitting at one of two husktops in your temporary *cough*3years*cough* respite block. Currently, you were attempting to work on a code, but your mind is on someone else. You mean something else. Oh, who are you kidding? Your flushcrush
Canines and Claws (0.1) [Male!NepetaxFem!Reader]Everything had been going perfectly; oh so wonderfully perfect!More Like This
You'd fought tooth and nail to beat your older brothers - all eight of whom were only half-kin to you - into submission and claim your place as pre-Alpha, the next in line to inherit the pack, the Kingdom and all it's lands and prey. You had even gained scars, broken limbs and missing chunks of skin to do so, but you had managed and secured your future.
And then he stepped into the picture.
Even remembering your father's betrayal made you become a wrathful demon, chucking things around the room and lashing out at anyone and everyone who would show weakness - a flinch here or a whimper there and you were all over them.
How dare your dad do such a thing to you! How dare he ruin your ambitious and perfect future - and betroth you to an enemy leader at that!
Betroth you - his strong, only and capable daughter - to a cat - the very race that slew your mother (the true Alpha female) in cold-blooded hatred. The idea was un
School Queen!Reader x Chubby!Eridan Part 1At the entrance of the room stood Eridan Ampora,one of your classmates-and the victim of the most bitching and bullying caused by the bitches of the school. Any why?Because he were quite chubby,and not even in a you-don't-have-to-worry-size,but in aMore Like This
better-do-something-about-it-bitch-size. You didn't mind it,but for thge others it was reason to mock him. Maybe beacuse they didn't had anything better to do...or they simply lacked self esteem. However,the young man just stood there with a "dafuq-u-just-sai"-expression and stared in youe direction. You blushed out of embarassment and had a dry tongue.Because both,that he were looking at you and your incompetence to do anything. Your mind raced and than you got an idea. As your servants started their rampage you slowly hid behind Carry and crept your way under tables and chairs out of the mensa. You shot a quick look back and in the corner of your eye you caught that Eridan got hit right into the face followed by a sickening sound of break
Sora x Reader: You found me(AU-Request-)More Like This
*Note: You and Sora are about the age of 16, I hope you'll enjoy this! And Sorry for the long wait khfan12!*
I found god
On the corner of first and Amistad
Where the west was all but won
All alone, smoking his last cigarette
I Said where you been, he said ask anything
Where were you?
When everything was falling apart
All my days were spent by the telephone
It never rang
And all I needed was a call
That never came
To the corner of first and Amistad
You walked past the bustling streets of town, your hand holding tightly onto your cellphone. All hope of it ringing drifting farther away from your mind. You let out a sigh and looked up into the clear blue sky, wondering...just wondering...
Sora...wherever you are...Are you doing fine? Are you eating well? Do you...still love me? You bit down your lower lip and choked back the tears that had threatened to fall at the thought of the young teen. His sweet and comforting vo
Link x Princess! Reader- Offering:1More Like This
Stage 1: The Offering
I do not own, or claim to own Legend of Zelda and/or all its characters.
Warnings: Strong language spread through out the Stages of this story
(f/c)= Favorite Color
(h/l)= Hair Length
(h/c)= Hair color-natural-
(s/c)= Skin Color(since im only mildly racist :3 lol)-natural-
(2/fc)= 2nd favorite color
(e/c)= eye color-natural-
_____= your name( ex. Alex)
_-____= stutter (ex. A-Alex, Al-Alex)
OMG i think this would make a AWESOME game...Legend of Zelda: The Darkness of Deadmerth support it? or not?
It was a beautiful day. I was summon to the castle in Castle Town to full full a mission that the Kingdom needed done. I was told it was a peace mission and i needed to escort Zelda's sister, Princess _______, to some unknown other world named the Deadm
Link x Princess! Reader- Truth:1More Like This
Stage 2: The Truth
I do not own, or claim to own Legend of Zelda and/or all its characters.
Warnings: Strong language spread through out the Stages of this story
(f/c)= Favorite Color
(h/l)= Hair Length
(h/c)= Hair color-natural-
(s/c)= Skin Color(since im only mildly racist :3 lol)-natural-
(2/fc)= 2nd favorite color
(e/c)= eye color-natural-
_____= your name( ex. Alex)
_-____= stutter (ex. A-Alex, Al-Alex)
Other comments:STAGE 2 fdhgfkefhdsf what happened before? dont worry you never missed out on 11 it was never there! Its a cliff hanger. , I got a new laptop so im not used to it. please excuse any mistakes.
I stared, narrowing my pale blue eyes ageist the dim light. "Shh," I said to mace, then turned around the corner and crouch-walked to the next window. I ducked down a
The Faerie's Heir [John x Reader] :: PREVIEWMore Like This
Step lightly across the meadow,
Tread carefully over the brook.
If perchance you're deemed lucky,
You'll find just what the faeries took.
A small boy was raised by Rose,
Quick, nimble, and smart.
Glasses perched upon his nose,
With a cold, bleak, and miserable heart.
'A fore this Hallows Eve,' she cried,
The witch who hath doth cursed him.
'You must find yourself a bride,
But she may be no faerie person.'
'Go, my childe,' Rose doth said,
'Find the woman to be your wife'.
She watched him leave with a heart full o' dread,
'I fear this quest will end his life'.
With a hardened heart, the King set out,
On the quest to find his Queen.
For if he failed, his Faerieland throughout,
Would never again be seen.
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Sollux x Troll!Reader
You struggled your way over to your best friend's hive, loaded down with all the bags of things he asked you to bring. He'd better be waiting like he said, you thought, swearing to murder him with a spare battery if he'd left you to deal with the bags by yourself again.
Somehow, you managed to ring the doorbell. You then proceeded to shout at the door, likely disturbing the other residents in the hive stem your best friend lived in.
"Sollux get your ass over to this door and help me with the crap you wanted ne to bring or so help me I will drop it all on your foot and shove double A batteries down your throat until you either choke to death or spontaneously combust from the chemical reactions of the battery chemicals and your stomach acid!" you screeched, finishing just as Sollux opened the door.
"Jeguth, (Name), calm the fuck down! Jutht give me a couple ba
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You strolled into the school’s pool deck, searching for your best friend, Kou – whom you affectionately called Gou, much to her dismay. “Gou…? Are you here? I know you’re the swim team manager and that you’re here somewhere… Gou! Get your butt out here, girl!”
As you made your way towards the pool, you gasped. The… the pool… It… It looked amazing. The water was sparkling blue, shining like a beautifully cut sapphire under the sun. The weeds that once inhabited the abandoned ghost pool had been chased out; butterflies took their place, flitting about here and there. After much scrubbing, the muck and dirt that had once thrived on the pool bottom was chased away. The paint job on the bottom of the pool, once chipped and cracked, was now as smooth as the (mostly) amateur painters could make it; it shone with glory. The rosy blush of the cherry blossom trees gave a light, happier feel to the now cleaned-up and polished
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Winter was your favorite seson of the year. Most people hates this time of the year, because of the cruel coldness, but not you, in fact you loved this time when everything was snow white and silent. None was outside, just some people that were most likely forced, because of their jobs or groceries. People never understood why you were always wandering the streets at this time when everyone wanted to be inside at the fire and warm. You never cared about what people thought about you, they called you crazy, because you lied the cold? What a stupid excuse, right?
Walking down the streets on a beautiful snowy afternoon, you could only smile as the snowflakes hit your face, but you don't even feel the cold. Your fluffy coat huged your body, keeping you the perfect warm that you needed. You were wearing formal clothes, just because you loved them. You were wearing a skirt that was the perfect lengh not to give the men the wrong impression, a white shirt and a jacket underneath your long flu
ReaderxMale Belarus: Breaking Point of ObsessionThe bell ending class at World Academy rang, echoing throughout the clear hallways of the building. The halls didn't stay clear for long, as only moments after doors opened, students eagerly filing out into them and filling the air with chatter amongst themselves. A cheerful voice called out through the others, drawing the attention of a young woman that had been walking down it.More Like This
"(Name)~! Wait for me!" the thick Russian accent identified the voice to the girl, who slowed in her step and turned around.
"Oh, Anya. Didn't see you coming after me, sorry." the (h/c)-haired girl laughed as Anya Braginskaya, a Russian student at the nationally-mixed academy who some found rather scary, pushed herself through a small crowd and caught up with the other girl.
"It is fine, da? I didn't make it so obvious until you lost me in that crowd," she chirped pleasantly, "but I was going to invite you to come out with us later."
Her friend pondered this for a moment, "Well, who all's coming? And when are
AmericaxReader - April FoolsMore Like This
Theres a spider in the bath. Normally youre not afraid of spiders, but its a HUGE spider. You scream and run out of the bathroom, Oh my god! AlfredAlfredAlfredAlfredAlfreeeeed!!!
What? he asks.
Spider! Huge spider in the bath! I dont care what you do, just kill it! you yell, running behind him and pushing him towards the door.
He calmly walks into the bathroom and comes back out with his hands cupped, Kay, Ive got it. Open the window.
You run over and push the window open and he approaches you. Suddenly he throws his hands out towards you, launching the spider and making it land on your chest. You scream and freak out, patting yourself down until you pause and look at your feet. There, by your toes, is the spider, upside down with made in china written on the bottom.
You growl and throw yourself at Alfred, hitting him on the arm repeatedly, ALFRED! What the hell, man?! God, I hate you,
Capture the Green Pikachu-Team Rocket/HetaliaAn odd floral smell wafted over Jessie as she sat up off the squishy wet ground. Glancing around she saw she was in a garden, a well maintained garden. Purple, white, red, and blue flowers shot up all over the place and each were dripping wet. She ran her hand over the grass, it was wet. Interesting, it must have just rained before they got there. Quickly she ran her fingers through her crimson hair to get it back to its proper style and looked around some more, spotting her team mates groggily coming to. This place, she didnt recognize it at all. Little twerp must have blasted them really far this time. She gritted her teeth. Damn kid, shed get even with him one day. Him, his twerpy friends, and that stupid Pikachu.More Like This
Looking perhaps even more clueless she felt, her partner glanced around nervously. His lavender hair falling into his face, he didnt bother to fix it he seemed worried almost nervous. Shifting his green eyes from flower to flower, it was odd beh
A Night of DrinkingOne day Feliciana Vargas was bored. The female Italian girl decided she'd go see what her good friend Ludwig was going to do that night. She went upstairs and got dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She then wandered back downstairs, pulled on a jacket and walked over to Ludwig's house.More Like This
She walked up to the German's door and knocked. Feliciana had thought about just walking in, but the last time she'd done that, Ludwig had gotten angry and yelled a lot about invading other people's homes uninvited. Then again, she had climbed in bed with him at three in the morning when she'd done it. Ludwig came to the door and smiled slightly.
“Well, hallo Feli. Vhat are you doing here?” He motioned for her to come inside. The Italian followed him inside and sighed. She looked up at him with her honey colored eyes.
“Ludwig, I'm bored. I was wondering if I could just hang out with you tonight.” She gave him a hopeful look. Ludwig blushed lightly.
“Well, I was going
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****Three years later****
Its been three years without (y/n) and I'm starting to wonder if she remembers me. I stay in my room most of the time and with everyone here trying to cheer me up isn't making me fell better but worse. Every time I try to go visit her, either Jane snitches on me or Slendy follows me and stops me. I stayed in my room for the rest of the day until BEN and Jack came into my room.
"Jeffy!" BEN said.
"Leave me alone." I said.
"Come on man, don't be a such a downer! Let's go!" Jack said.
"Go where?" I asked.
"We are going to do mission impossible." BEN smirked.
"We going to kill Jane and say it was on 'accident'?" I asked.
They both shook their heads and gets a giant grin on their face.
"We are going on a field trip!" they both screamed at the same time.
"Where are we going?" I asked, all suspicious
"Doesn't matter! Let's go!" BEN said.
I shrugged and got off bed and followed them. We walke
The Porcelain Doll: 2p!ItalyXChild!Reader In May of 1948, you were in the back of a wooden bed of a Piaggio Ape between the door and your mother, Darla, as she sat between you and your step-father, Moe. You stared out and watched as Florence, Tuscany past by. You saw building, a few trolleys, beautiful green scenery, and people. The vibration of the ape car was rocking you to sleep; you were rather exhausted from traveling. You have been on ships and trains for hours with barley enough time to sleep, moving around from New York to Italy. This can be a bit much for a seven year old.More Like This
Your mother patted your knee for confront, but it did not help. You was nervous, your mother and step-father had been financial struggling and were having hard time feeding the three of you. A week before you went onto the ship to come to Italy, your family was evicted from your little run-down apartment. It was than your mother deiced to take you to your biological father to stay with until
FranceXLowSelf-Esteem!Reader A Rose Started it AllMore Like This
The call caused the young man to turn towards the person who called out to him. He noticed his two friends running towards him, with the looks that they had something on their minds.
His best friends, the cheerful Antonio Fernández Carriedo, and the loud Gilbert Beilschmidt came over to him as he closed up is text book.
"Bonjour, you two. Comment allez-vous?" Asked the light blonde with crystal blue eyes as he stood to meet his friends.
"You vant to come to zhe mall vith us? Ve need to zhink about somezhing to get for your birthday next veek!" Gilbert smirked.
"Oh? You want me to come?" Francis asked with a laugh. "Wouldn't that spoil the surprise?"
"Please, amigo! How are we supposed to know what you want?" Antonio asked with a grin. "Besides, school's out for the weekend, and you have a week to plan for the party! Surely your going to forget what we spot to get you!"
Francis laughed. His friends really were known for their antics, but thi
KingRussiaXReader Roses or SunflowersMore Like This
(Name) knew what day it was. The day one male from each family would be chosen to become part of the the army or the group of blacksmiths. (Name) knew that none of her stepbrothers would dare walk out and become a blacksmith for the king, creating weapons.
That's why she was standing there wrapping her hair up and placing it under a cap. She stared in the mirror for a while. It seemed enough to fool someone to think that she was a boy. And anyway if she didn't do this, the girl from the family would just be made into a servant in the kings castle. (Name) preferred the thought of being a blacksmith. She knew her foster family intended on letting her be took as a servant and she wasn't taking any chances.
Quickly, she walked into the crowd of the other men and women. It was crowded and family names were being read out as each member of the family stepped out. She watched as no one stepped out for a family and a few soldiers walked up to the fami
Neko!England x ReaderMore Like This
He had never seen a girl like you before.
Kind, caring, generous…
You were everything a guy could ever want in a girl. He adored you from afar, but feared rejection because of the cat ears that popped out of his head, and the tail that flicked whenever he got nervous, or angry.
He often watched you when you came to town. he was homeless, without a place to go. he was too shy to ask to stay with you. it was raining that morning. He sat in a tree, trying to hide from the rain. He just so happened to see you pass by the tree he was hiding in.
he braced himself to jump. You were looking for your pet bird which had flown away while you were cleaning his cage. You called his name over and over again. Arthur blinked, and tilted his head. what had been wrong? He leaned down, probably too far, and fell to the ground. He groaned, and looked at you. you stopped walking, and looked at him.
“huh? Oh, my god! Are you okay?” you asked as you helped him up. he stared wide eyed at yo
Marry Me (France x Reader)More Like This
“Damn you Francis. Why do I have to make all of these clocks!” Germany growled. Italy wasn’t exactly helping either.
“But what if big brother Francis needs these clocks!” Italy whined. Germany was about to object when the door swung open showing a distressed Frenchman.
“Oui! Ludwig! I need your help!” France cried.
Germany felt surprised. “What do you want Francis?” France rushed up to Germany clinging to him.
“I want to propose to my lovely lady, but I want it to be special! What do I do?”
“And what makes you think that I have the answer?!” France shrugged
“I do not know, but you could think of something.” Germany tried to suppress his anger when Italy suddenly came bouncing up to them.
“I know what you can do Big Brother Francis!” France (feeling desperate) turned around to listen to the Italian man.
“Okay! This is what you need to do. Ve~”
You were in a very bubbly moo
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"Come on ____________," Your brother America, otherwise known as Alfred F. Jones to you, called.
"I'm coming," you said sprinting down the stairs to meet him. "Do I really have to go to this meeting big brother? I'm only a state after all," you said sighing.
Truth be told, you wanted to go to the meeting to see him, the guy who no one understood and who none of the allies really liked, but then again it meant you had to see Arthur (England) and you knew he would be in a bad mood again.
"Of course you do Alaska," he said calling you your state name, "now come on before we're late."
"When are we not late?" You asked laughing at your brother.
"When the hero, that'd be me, doesn't feel like making a grand entrance duh!" Alfred said grinning.
"Which is never," you said rolling your eyes as you both headed for the world meeting that was to be held in your other brother's country, Canada.
***Time skip to the meeting***
Well, as expected, Alfred and you arrived twenty minutes late to the world
Canada X Reader (France's little sister)More Like This
You sat in your room listening to your brother, France, argue with England. 'Oh why can't they just get along?' You thought to yourself with a sigh as you walked down stairs were the pair was.
"Hey, some of us can't hear themselves think because of you two!" You said annoyed making the duo stop and look at you.
"It's his bloody fault," England murmured giving your brother a glare.
"Non! It was him!" Francis said glaring right back at England.
"Ok, ok this is going to go no where fast so why don't you yell me why you were arguing?" You asked and they both looked like they wanted to scream their stories to you do you quickly added, "one at a time!"
"Well this git wants to set you up with Canada," England said making you gasp.
Sure, you loved Canada, he had been your best friend since you two were little and raised by Francis. And sure it was true you a major crush on Canada, but France knew you didn't want to mess up your friendship with Matthew (Canada).
"Well he was going t' set you up
You're the True MasterpieceMore Like This
Right now you were standing at your bus stop. The cold morning air nipped at your nose, making it feel more like winter than spring. Although the sun was shinning, a light frost still covered the green grass. You clutched your black sketchbook closer to your side as you impatiently waited for the bus. Around you other kids chatted away with their friends.
"Hey bro!" a voice called out.
Turning your attention to the new voice you noticed your American friend walking towards you. His blonde hair blew slightly in the wind. He zipped his bomber jacket up more as another gust of wind hit him.
"Hey Alfred," you greeted with a smile.
"Why does it have to be so cold! Why can't we live in Florida!" Alfred whined as he shoved his hands in his pockets.
"I quite like the cold, snow is pretty as well." you smiled. "It's like tiny dancers."
"I still wish we lived in Florida." he huffed.
You noticed the bus coming from down the street. "Well at least the bus will be warm." you laughed as
Dad!SpainxMom!Reader+Child!Romano - Treasured(A/N Just something I thought of when I see Romano cussing and Antonio telling him off.)More Like This
“OI! You stuuupid tomato dad!” The young boy yelled to his father who was currently cutting up vegetables. He turns and asks, “What is it, little Romano?”
“Keep your bitch under control!” Romano yelled as he pointed at you; you were standing there, smiling at Antonio, your husband, not caring about the things that Romano was saying.
“Romano, you should stop swearing! I don’t even want to know where you picked it up…” Antonio put down the knife, and shot a concerned look at the young auburn-haired boy, “And you shouldn’t call your mother that! She brought you to this world.”
He bent down to face Romano and pat his head, “Understand?”
“No. I don’t fucking understand!” Romano growled at Antonio who just simply sighed in defeat. “I don’t like her!”
“Did I do something wro
Loki X Reader: Hostage (Prologue)More Like This
You were walking around the hallways of the Hellcarrier playing on your IPad that Tony had given you as a welcome present to your new job, which was working with S.H.I.E.L.D. The Avengers had caught Loki and put him in the Hulk’s cage, you were on your way to interrogate him when you ran into Thor.
“There is no time to play games! You are about to interrogate my brother and it most likely will end badly” Thor said sternly.
“It’s called Angry Birds Hammer boy and I’ll be fine, Coulson says I’m pretty good at interrogating people any ways” You smirked and continued walking down the hallway.
You walked into the room where Loki was being held; you put your IPad down on the table.
Loki watched you from inside the Hulk’s cage, he watched you’re every moment, the way you walked, and he seemed to watch you carefully almost as if he was planning to flirt with you.
You turned around and smiled at Loki, “Is this sight nice to you h
(LokixReader) The Breath Of Winter: Chapter 14(LokixReader) The Breath Of Winter : Chapter FourteenMore Like This
WARNING: Contains spoilers from Thor: The Dark World
My cheek was still warm from the impact of (y/n)'s palm, but I couldn't help but grin to myself as I sauntered back into the throne room, having resumed my disguise.
To my annoyance, the room wasn't empty; Thor paced the floor before the throne, looking up as I entered.
"Father." He said, voice severe.
"I hear you are sending soldiers to Svartalfheim."
Curse Thor and his questioning, I thought to myself as I crossed the hall to take my seat upon the gilded chair opposite. I tried to keep my expression level.
"I am. They head out tomorrow."
Thor's brow creased. "For what purpose do you send them?"
I straightened in the chair. "To search for any surviving members of Malekith's forces, so they can face Asgardian justice for their crimes."
"They were defeated." Thor stated, stepping towards me cautiously. "They are of no threat to Asgard now. Perhaps it
FrancexReader: Petite Cherie Ch2The day after confronting Arthur you returned to the house to gather your things. Francis came with you; he wanted you to make sure you didn’t start crying again. The man hated seeing the sad look in your eyes.More Like This
Arthur stood quietly in the hallway while you removed your things. He tried to talk you into staying while begging you for forgiveness. Being the kind person you were you told him you would try but at this point you didn’t want to see him again.
“You’re such an idiot.” you heard Francis say to Arthur.
“To think you do that to the sweet petite daring.” Francis said to his friend while you were in the bedroom packing the last of your clothes. His rich French accent was full of disappointment.
“I know! You don’t have to rub it in you bloody frog.” Arthur grumbled.
“It was just so hard to say no to Michelle.” Arthur said to his best friend. Francis sighed he knew that Ar
Lockdown.:Alfred F. Jones Love Story:.~Seven~More Like This
~USA x Reader~
-Alfred's Point Of View-
Stepping out of the room, I close the door lightly as a small grin made its way onto my face. My finger grazed my lips softly, a light blush spread onto my cheeks as I realized what I did.
'I kissed her'
My grin widen as I started fist pumping the air. I looked at the door behind me then rushed down stairs, my feet pounded against the wooden floor. I looked around, trying to find Arthur.
'Where the hell can he be? The house isn't even that big!'
I sprinted towards the backyard, coming to a halt once I saw Arthur casually siting on a patio chair, drinking some tea.
"Dude, isn't it a bit dangerous to be out drinking tea?"
He glanced up at me, grabbing a shot gun and lifting it in the air to show me he was protected.
"What do you want? Don't you see I'm busy?" He huffed and looked out to the distance of the small backyard, placing the weapon back onto the floor.
I looked at him slightly confused, but that quickly faded once I remembered the rea
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‘My poor little sunflower has been through a lot today.’ I thought as I got the soft fuzzy blanket she liked so much out of the hall closet to put on my bed where she’d be sleeping. I took her favorite pillow and set it on the bed. I looked up as the power went out and sighed. “I guess the Baltics will have to go out and fix that, da?” I said to myself when I heard the scream of my Sunflower. “______?” I called out running down the dark hallway as I heard the voices of the Baltics asking what was going on. I got to the kitchen when the power came back on. On the floor had water and shattered glass on it. On the pieces of glass was blood. My Sunflower’s blood.
“M-mr. Ivan?” Estonia asked as the Baltics walked up seeing the bloody glass and water.
I turned only when I heard the door hit the wall. It was left open as the cold winds blew it open. I walked up to it as I saw fresh footprints in the snow. They were
Red-Headed Stranger Prologue - Scotland x Reader Allistor tightened up the cinches on his big, black stallion's saddle before turning and saddling the little bay horse that was a few feet away. He slipped the bit into the horse's mouth and lifted the bridle up and over the animal's head, gently pulling down its ears until he could get the leather strap behind them. He tied both horses to a small tree before hurrying back inside the house. "____! Come on, we have to go!! Now!"More Like This
You were sitting on the edge of your and Allistor's bed, rubbing sleepily at your eyes. You yawned and stretched, "But the sun isn't even up yet, Al..." Allistor strode over to you and took your wrists before yanking you up to your feet, "Dammit, woman, we don't have time to worry about that! Now get ready!" You pulled your hands away, now fully awake and a little scared of your husband's behavior. He was being awfully rough with you. You slunk away to the trunk where you kept your clothes, rubbing your wrists which you knew would sho
BTTxDepressed!Reader: Part 15More Like This
Previously, you had been at a beach party with the bad touch trio. They had been split away from you by other girls, leaving you to hang on your own- until a group of girls asked if you wanted to go swimming. Things were going swimmingly until the trio had appeared and pushed you into the pier, frightening you and sending you into a panic where you accidentally hit one of the girls who had been standing next to you. Furious, the trio insulted you and you all argued, until you had enough and slumped away, leaving the girls, the boys, and the party behind.
Three times you tripped over your own feet. You knew it was such, after picking yourself up off the gravel for the third time, because you had been keeping count. Whether consciously or subconsciously, you weren’t about to complain at the offer of a distraction and this was as much as a distraction offered to you other than the pound pound pounding of your feet as they pushed you further and further away.
BTTxDepressed!Reader: Part 14More Like This
Previously, you woke up to find yourself at Antonio’s home, are brought your belongings over by Ivan, Arthur, and Alfred, and were invited to move into their new dorm with them- all in time for the graduation party.
You took a shaky breath as you fiddled with the shirt you were wearing, pulling at it and straightening wrinkles, then running a brush through your hair again, for good measure. ‘That’s as good as it’s going to get,’ you think to yourself, regarding your appearance in the mirror. You were currently standing in your bathroom, getting ready for the graduation party you all were invited to- in a few minutes you were all to leave.
And you were nervous.
It hadn’t completely clicked in your mind earlier that it was to be a beach party. Not that you had anything against parties- or the beach really for that matter, but it was the ocean that left you feeling a bit uneasy. Ever since the... situation with your dad, you hadn’t
Darkening Skies.- America x ReaderMore Like This
Gray Skies.- America x Reader
[Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I’ll be okay…]
Alfred F. Jones was a human marionette puppet. Fine strings looped around his heart and went up, tangled around his brain and eyes. Then the strings left throughout his mouth and connected with your hands, tied in a perfect knot around your fingers.
A fine mesh of emotions clung to his body, a second skin he couldn’t get rid of no matter how much alcohol he consumed. The strings around your fingers controlled the mesh too. A few pulls, and he would be aching with sadness or bubbling with elation. Your cherry-red lips curved in deadly smiles and he would be falling in love all over again. But you weren’t his, and he had never been the only one.
There had been a flirty blonde, his blue eyes sparked with lust and slender hands pulling out roses from his pockets. There was a confident albino, with his risque jokes and haughty strut. There had also be
1P vs 2P: Russia (Russia x reader)You walked up the snowy steps to Ivan’s house. As you pushed the door open you saw Ivan’s three servants in the front room cleaning. They looked up as you put your finger over your mouth telling them to not make a sound. You mouthed “Is he in his office?”More Like This
They all nodded as you slowly walked up the stairs. They liked it when you came around. You were nice to them and acknowledged them by talking to them and Ivan was happy when you were around so he was more easy going around them.
You slowly opened the office door as you saw your boyfriend standing by the window watching the snow fall. You quietly walked up behind hind him tossing your arms around his midsection in a hug. He looked down in surprise as he saw you. “Hello Sunflower.” He turned to hug you in return.
You smiled up at him. “What are you doing looking out the window?” You asked looking out the window to see only snow.
“I was taking a break from all my paper work I have to
America x Reader x Country: RegretMore Like This
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
EnglandX!Chunky Reader- Haunted MansionMore Like This
That time of the year where the Pumpkins got carved, haunted houses were in full swing and of course kids getting a crap ton of candy! Of course, you were too old to Trick-or-Treat.
Instead, you and your friends started a new tradition of sorts a few years back when you all hit that age of not getting precious candy anymore, you guys would stay the night in the notorious mansion that was supposedly haunted in your town.
It was defiantly creepy as Hell with the cliché spider webs everywhere you looked, the old creaky doors and floorboards and the old Victorian furniture still intact just sitting in the old abandoned house collecting dust.
There was something else about that old abandoned house that drew you guys in and scared you all at the same time. You just couldn't put your finger on it; it's as if someone or something watched you while you were there. You weren't safe from the prying eyes either; even in sleep you could still feel them on you.
That type of vibe is
Part Anxieties - America x Chubby!ReaderParty AnxietiesMore Like This
Alfred was getting far too excited as he poured through his clothes for his best tux and you felt sick. Trust Arthur to have a ‘James Bond’ theme party where every guy would look neat and every woman would appear slutty! You felt really worried as you eyed the brilliant _____ coloured cocktail dress that you were wearing. You were not small and in your mind this dress made you look like a biscuit tin in a wig!
You hated fancy parties!
Shoes weren’t a problem you had a comfortable pair of raised slippers to wear – the only downside being that you couldn’t drive in them so your car was in the incapable hands of your boyfriend… who drove a Chevrolet like a Harley Davidson. It made your stomach even tighter to think of what he could do to your beautiful car. But now you looked at yourself in the mirror, you seriously wished that a random bolt of lightning would strike you down! All your focus was on how short the dress w
.:Broken Promise:. AmericaxReader pt2A/N: Why am I putting a writer's note, you ask. Because there might be some cursing, that's why u.u (Also no this is not the final part, nope, it might have 3 or 4 parts.)More Like This
Also yeah, trigger warning: implied self harm. :c
You pull away from the hell hole of a school and begin to head home when you remember that you have to pick up your little sister, Anna, from school because your dad's car broke down and your mom was at work. You sigh and make a loop to head to her school. It wasn't to far from home, which was good. (I'm sorry if your name is Anna, I just picked a name.)
You pull into the pickup lane, and your sister comes running, trying to get away from bullies of her own. She's a beautiful little girl, short ebony hair, caramel eyes, and a loving smile that would make anyone melt if she let them see it. The thing about it was that, they hated her, for some strange reason. It could be anything, the fact that her grades were am
Canada x Reader | Yellow FlowersMore Like This
When I was just at the age of eight, mother used to tell me what a wonderful child I was...until my sister came along. She received all the attention and praise while I was forgotten. Before she was born I planned on being the best sister ever but my parents just pushed me aside as if I was a dust bunny in the corner of the room. I did all I could to get their attention. I even went as far as stealing from stores. It did work but it only brought insults. My mother even said to my face "you are the biggest mistake I've ever made". It tore me apart to hear that.
One night I made a decision that would change everything for the better: I ran away. It was not lime they would miss he anyway.
I packed my back pack with clothes and a flashlight and dragged along my favorite blanket and teddy bear, the only thing I cherished so much that my parents gave to me, and walked out the door.
I did not care where I was going. I just wanted to get away from everyone. I walked until I found myself at a p
Two Worlds - Canada x 2p!Canada - LemonMore Like This
2pCanada x Canada
For the past month every time Canada looked into his mirror, the reflection wasn’t exactly his, or was it? He didn’t feel as tired as those dark purple eyes with the heavy bags under them looked like, he didn’t feel as long haired either, and he always thought he had a lighter shade of blonde then the dirt colored blonde in the mirror, and his glasses were way darker then he thought. Canada ran a hand through his hair as the mirror mimicked him. He then bobbed his head against the mirror.
As the he mirror blushes, Canada jumped back by this; the mirror jumps back as well. Now that lose pony tail it had pulled out and the long hair rested down his shoulders. Canada stepped closer to the mirror, studying it longer than before, he didn’t have facial hair; he didn’t have those bangs, he didn’t have that long hair and he surely didn’t use shades, he re
Two Worlds - America x 2p!America - LemonMore Like This
2pAmerica x America
He wasn’t one to believe in magic, in voodoo or mombo jumbo stuff, but the day he had unannounced and completely spontaneously knocked on his siblings door, just to meet with a towering, pissed off, larger, Canada then he had expected, he admit, for a moment, he prayed to every kind of god in the world that he was dreaming.
Matt stood in the door, growling at poor America, who dropped the game console and games he had carried from his car to the door. If it wasn’t for Matthews soft spoken voice, Alfred probably wouldn’t be with us anymore. "Matt it’s okay, America isn’t like your’s" Matthew’s arms wrapped around Matt’s in a rather homosexual way, if you ask the completely shocked American.
"America?" Matt looks to Matthew then back at Alfred "But his…white…" Alfred snapped out of his shock and growls at Matt "What is that supp
Russia x Reader - Schastlivogo RozhdestvaMore Like This
“Each year i ask for many different things”
He started to count the spiders under the table, classifying them from size, type of web, how the little beings moved. Soon, he was naming them, and telling stories to the little guys. He felt especially attached to the bigger one, alone on a corner. None of the others came close to it, not mattering how much prettier and elaborated the strings it made were weaved on the wooden surface. So he told to the small buddy tales of summer places, sunflowers, and a time where there would be no one out in the cold, unless to play within the snow, so it would cheer him up.
“But now i know what my heart wants you to bring”
He was so enrolled with his whispered dream that he failed to notice another person sitting next to him.
“That sounds nice.” [f/n] smiled, hugging her knees close to her body.
“So please just fall in love with me this Christmas”
He smiled, but not his usual childi
SherlockxReader Let her go.More Like This
(Author's note I highly suggest you listen to this song I am about to link, while you read. This is done on Violin, and I will paste the actual song at the end, please please listen to Both songs.
Just imagine Sherlock Playing this the whole time )
John walked up the steps of the cobbled road of Baker Street. He sighed as ran started to drip on his head. He flashed his eyes upward and held a hand out, “Great more rain. I’ll receive a lecture on something about rain from Sherlock, do doubt.”
He walked further still and adjusted the bags of groceries he bought in his left hand. He smiled slightly as his home came into view 221B. As he searched his pocket for his keys, he saw a glimpse of Sherlock staring out the window. John waited as violin music filled the air, it was only slightly muffled but with a nod John turned the key and unlocked the door, “Yeah, yup…He always does this. I wonder what case
MineYou are having a lazy and uneventful afternoon with your best-friend, Gokudera Hayato. That is before you two see something rather unexpected...More Like This
Gokudera X Reader!
K+ for cursing.
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Title ; Mine!!
Author; VirguleAddict / :iconPixel-fairy-Ich::iconIcha-chan: / Me
Couple ; Gokudera x Reader [you <3]
Attribution ; KHR is owned by Akira Amano and the girl is obviously YOU, so I can't own you… except if you give yourself to me Muhuhuhuhuhu*GETSHOT* A-anyway, I only own the story *faint from blood loss and wait for a Sun flame user to be kind enough to revive her*
First fic about KHR and in english too _ A-anyway, have a good time reading!
[EDIT 2] Proofed again by myself! Hopefully there aren`t any more mistakes!
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« Just… Just… WHAT THE FUCK
LokiXReader (Request)Loki x ReaderMore Like This
The sun shone brightly through the blinds of your room, causing you to stir. "Someone shut the blinds!" You yelled out, only to remember you lived by yourself.
Sighing, you slowly got up and made your way to the kitchen. Grabbing something to eat, you ate it quickly. After that, you got dressed before getting to your car and driving to work.
People wouldn't say you had a normal job. You worked for S.H.E.I.L.D as just a normal worker, but you had a higher rank. That meant you could do almost any job you were offered.
Sadly, you had to do the one thing you never wanted to do.
Watch the God of Mischief.
Making your way to the cell, he smirked at you from inside the glass. "Hello."
"Hey." You said through your teeth, grabbing a folding chair to sit in while you 'watched' him.
He walked around the cell, looking at you at moments while you flipped through some reading material. "You know, this would be easier if you talked to me."
"But that's not what I want to do." You said, n
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He watched you as you slept peacefully. He walked over and sat quietly on the bed near your head. Reaching with his good hand, he gently caressed your cheek, ran it down your cheek, tracing your jawline, and down your neck. The pattern repeated for some time before you turned over, facing him, and scooted closer to him.
A smile ghosted across his face as he lay down, careful not to jostle the bed around too much and wake you.
He lay on his side, facing you, and smiled. He loved you very much, but would never say it to you or anyone else. Ever since you had come into his life, he'd promised that he wouldn't let anyone go near you or hurt you. He would always protect you, no matter what.
He would never stop loving you. It was like a disease that didn't have a cure. He didn't want a cure because the sickness he had was curing him of his past regrets.
You stirred and snuggled closer to him, nuzzling him where his shoulder met his neck. He smiled and stroked your face gently, lovingly. He l
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It was strangely beautiful. The way the man had just walked up to the creature holding you and slammed it right in the face with a battle-axe, like it was normal. The axe glowed red as he continuously hit it. You could see the sweat gleaming on his forehead.
Once the monster didn’t give up, the man stopped, panting. He stood there, two meters away from the monster, and spoke to you.
“I suggest you stay away for this one,” he said. Deep voice. You scuttled away from him, trying to stay as close to the floor as you could. You didn’t remember how you’d ended up in such a broken version of your city. The buildings here were covered in weird organic tissue, glowing red. There were cracks in the normally perfect roads. You could see eyes everywhere, blood shot. Screeches and roars resonated in the distance.
There was no light.
His weapon switched in a flash. The battle-axe turned to a long scythe, and quickly but surel
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A searing pain ripped through your body as you felt the whip come in contact with your back.
You whimpered, tears brimming your eyes as your father whipped you. Your wrists were tied far above your head. With every lash you received, more pain came to you.
You could feel the blood with every crack the echoed throughout the room go down your back. Your (h/l), (h/c) hair was matted, and greasy. You weren’t allowed a bath in days, maybe even weeks.
Your paling skin was decorated with bruises, scars, and fresh wounds. Your hands were bloody and calloused from all the work that your father made you do.
Your stomach and arms were bruised and scarred from all the beatings and stabs you received. Your back was the worst of it all, though. There were whip marks, both old and new all over your back.
When he finished whipping you, you whimpered from the pain, hoping it’d just stop there, today. You felt your father’s hands working to undo the knot around your wrists.
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From TGW0123: The plot will be similar to the anime Full Metal Panic’s pot, but still different in some ways.
(At the G8 meeting with China and Romano)
This meeting was an emergency meeting. The 2p Axis/Allies had struck again and got into a huge fight with the 1p Axis/Allies. They were yelling something about an important folder they needed terribly. Soon the 2p’s got tired and ran away from the seen. Germany told everyone to come to the G8 meeting room to tell everyone something. Surprisingly, no nation in the room fought. Even the blabbermouth Italy and America didn’t talk. They were all waiting for Germany to come back from the other room to get something. The door open and it revealed Germany holding a folder full of papers in his hands. Germany walked over to his seat, but didn’t sit down as he placed the folder on the table. With no more patience left in him, Romano got up from his seat and asked Germany in a loud voice for every
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"______! Are you ready?" Switzerland called out. You gave your hair a quick brush and put a (f/c) headband on your head.
"Yeah, I'm coming!" You went out of your room and bolted downstairs. Switzerland and Liechtenstein were waiting patiently by the door. You eyed your Swiss brother's gun and sweatdropped.
"Do you really need to bring that?" you asked, pointing at it. He crossed his arms.
"Of course. What should I use to protect the two of you from rap-" You held a hand up to silence him.
"Alright, alright, I get it," you said, cutting him off, "Just don't finish the sentence." You followed your siblings out the door.
~To the world meeting!~
You faced the building where the world meeting was held with a glare. You knew that little kid was going to be in there and probably annoy the hell out of you. A light blush covered your cheeks when you remembered the day he kissed you just because you gave him sweets. Liechtenstein looked at you worriedly and tugged your hand.
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Your fifteen-minute morning break had just begun, and of course, you immediately pulled out your sketchbook and plopped down on a nearby bench, picking up a pencil and soon becoming completely lost in your own world. Tuning out all the chatter around you, you ignored the snack in your pocket in favor of finishing a drawing you had started earlier on the bus. In fact, it was a fanart of your favorite character from [fav anime]. Unfortunately, there weren't many other students at your school who watched anime.
You sat there, sketching away peacefully and minding your own business, when suddenly a wad of paper hit you in the head.
"Ow," you mumbled, rubbing your head and glancing around for the person who had tossed it.
"Dude, you idiot!" shouted a loud, slightly accented voice.
"Yeah, you hit an innocent frau!" ...frau? Da heck?
A guy with sandy blonde hair and glasses came loping up to where you sat. You actua
Depressed RussiaXReader- Please Love MeIn a cold night in Soviet Russia, Ivan Braginski sat at the dinner table at his house. Alone. Thinking about his one love, his crush, his life. ______. You were so beautiful, you had (e/c),(h/c), and a beautiful body, hips of an angel, any girl would die for them. His mind started to wander, thinking about what he would do to get your love, so many things he would to do get your love. Ivan felt horrible every time he got mad and showed his dark side while ______ was in the same room. Ivan took a deep breath and got up, he went to the phone and dialed your number. He was about to push talk but he stopped and thought about it for a minuet or two. He then pushed talk, he heard it start to ring, his palms started to get sweaty and his face paled. ______ answered the phone, "Hello?" Ivan's face blush at the sound of your voice, he tried to speak but he couldn't get his voice out. He then hung up, "I love you!" he shouted right as he hung up, he then hung his head and put his head in hMore Like This
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The rain was pouring outside and the tiny droplets were sliding across his windows. You leaned over to the window and looked outside. You opened his pack of premium cigarettes and popped one out. You lit it with your favorite lighter and soon you were smoking. Your bottle of beer had been lying empty at your feet. You sobbed quietly to yourself as you smoked. You couldn't take it. You had your fourth break up as you found out your boyfriend was cheating. You had cried yesterday, all day long, at a corner of your room. You didn't eat, you didn't stop crying, all you did was cry.
Your beautiful eyes had been swollen from yesterday's crying. It was all poofy and red and all you did now was drink all morning and smoke. It was the only way you could relief
The Sunflower ~ RussiaxReaderIt was snowing. A lot. The blur of white was both magical and annoying. Why won't it stop snowing? Well, then again, it is Russia. you thought. It wasn't that you hated the snow, but it snowing non-stop seriously took away the little joy of frozen water, falling from the sky. You shrank back into your warm coat – you were not used to the sub-zero temperatures. At long last the torrent of snow tumbling down lessened and finally stopped. You carried on walking, even though your feet were numb and sore from the cold. You were just approaching a forest, when your saw a human shaped thing lying on the ground. As you nervously made your way closer to the shape, you saw that it was a human. Just lying there. Once this realisation hit you, you hurried over to the body. You knelt next to him. (Trying to ignore the snow melting into your trousers.) He peered up at you and a smile, that was sweet yet slightly psychopathic, illuminated his face. His hands were shielding a tiny gMore Like This
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You were suddenly awakened by your door being crashed open. A tall German solder walked through and quickly shot you in the shoulder and leg as you got up to worn Russia of the sudden attack. You were a few countries from Russia but the Germans decided to stop here first since you were the country of [country name] and was still on Russia's side of the war.
"Ah, ah, ah, miene lieb. vere do you think you are headed?" The man said in a thick German accent, he came over to you and kicked you down and loomed over you. " You tell us where that Russia is, correct?" he sneared.
"Fuck you..." you growled back, turning over on your back to face him. He had Blue eyes and tasseled blonde hair, He would of been attractive if it werent for the situation.
"Oh schön~" he drawled pointing his hand gun in your face, Just about when he was going to pull the trigger something hit him in the head, making a loud cracking of bones sound, you winced as soon as he
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You knocked on the large doors of the russian man you were visiting. After a few more minutes you knocked again, only to have it slowly creek open.
"Russia?.." you croaked walking thro the seemingly empty mansion. "A-are you there?.."
He might be in his room sleeping perhaps, you thought going up the stairs. Taking in the sights of his home you've noticed that none of the Baltic's were there either.
Sighing heavily, you pushed the door slowly open, the room was frozen. you were shocked that snow had not spilt into the ice-cold room,
"R-russia..?" you muttered under your breath, as if not to wake him.
"____________....?" he sputtered.
the room being pitch black made it difficult to see where your friend exactly was. That is until he grabbed you and pulled you into the cold room.
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OMGGGG, I thought entering the cold room, Damn! what is he thinking staying in he
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Standing there. Alone again. staring off into the vast nothingness he called his home. Snow covering the land
You watched him. Vodka in one hand and his pipe in the other. Slowly walking up to him, trying not to anger him, you lightly tap his shoulder.
"Mr.Russia?" You whisper peeking into his dark room. It reeked of vodka and sweat.
"________..?" he slurred, getting up and stumbling closer to you,"...What are you doing here.....You should be asleep, da?" He said slumping into you.
I....I uh.... Wanted to check... On you..." You gasped out trying to pick up his weight, "You.... Err seemed sad... And I wanted to see..."
"Im fine, Moi Sunflower.." he toyed with your hair, twirling it between two fingers.
Before you could respond he had pushed you up a wall, keeping you up by only hes torso.
"I think... I think you should leave da?... Leave like everyone..." He let you drop to the floor and walked away.
"Russia....." You whimpered.
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"_________________, this is getting ridiculous!" (Friend's name) said. "You're 17 and you're terrified of ice. There's something wrong with this picture."
"Of course there is! It's the stupid gym teacher's fault for wanting to do a stupid winter sports unit." You shot back.
"They have that in every school, you would've come across it sooner or later. Not to mention this unit is worth the most in our Phys Ed."
"I'm fine with taking a zero. Gym's not that important."
"One: you need this to graduate, then again, you should still pass even if you get a zero."
"My point EXACTLY."
"But don't you have a scholarship at stake?" Oh bugger. They had you there. You needed to have a decent mark in gym or you can kiss your $5000 scholarship goodbye.
"You can't make me go out there." You said stubbornly and held up
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AS you were walking out of the World meeting, you saw Ivan running to a door and Natalia pounding on it.
"C'mon brother bruther, let me become one with you! Please." Natalia, you were pissed about this. You hated to see him quiver in fear because of a stupid girl, you had enough because you cared for Ivan. You ran up to Natalia and grabbed her arm and gave her a death glare.
"Leave Ivan alone, ya hear?" You said ina tough-masculene voice, you tightened the grip of Natalia's wrist, she was shaking in fear and you let go of her. She fell to the ground, crawling away in fear of you.
"If I see you bothering Ivan again with "Let me be one with you brother", I best see you prepared for payback. Now...quiver in fear like the little girl you are." You said in a tough voice scaring off Natalia, you calmed down a bit and knocked lightly on the door.
"Ivan...its me, __________. Is there a key around some-" You cut yourself off when you saw the key on top of the door.