Russia x Reader ------- The ScarfI do not own Hetalia, nor do I own you (you belong to Russia! )More Like This
I do own this story
And also, I made Russia's scarf REALLY long ~_~ sssooo yeah
It was a normal day for the Allies. England, France, and America were fighting over nothing again. China was looking like he was analyzing something (although he kept sneaking glances at the Russian), Canada was being ignored (poor Canada ), and Russia was just smiling as usual. The more China glanced at Russia, the more he started to wonder about the country. The one thing that China REALLY wanted to know, was why the HELL did a big scary country like him where a PINK SCARF all the time! Was it because he had no scarves to hide some kind of injury? Was it because he was used to wearing a scarf that he didn't realize how hot it was in the room? Was it because he put his white or red scarf in with whites or reds? China's curiosity grew and grew. He wasn't sure what
BTT x Reader: Three fathers, one daughterMore Like This
“On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do” – Daughters, John Mayer
[f/n] watched her fathers as they slept.
Père Francis was seated on the couch, his head hanging towards the ground, while he his arms snuggled one of the cushions closer to his chest. He had a little bit of drool coming from the corner of his mouth, and every once in a while he’d laugh in a strange way, tossing and turning on the small sofa. The girl didn’t know how he hadn’t fallen on the ground yet, though he would land on papa Antonio if that happened.
-Ohonhonhonhon… So lovely... Don’t be shy… Ohon. – The sound was interrupted midway, the chortle becoming a snore, and a few more mumbles left his lips before he turned the other way, burying his face on the couch. His blond hair was facing her now, a tussock defying gravit
Winter Wonderland-DeanxReader[OneShot]“It’s friggin freezing!” Dean complains loudly, wrapping his arms around himself to tuck his hands under his armpits.More Like This
You roll your eyes and put down the binoculars hissing, “Would you focus? We’re hunting… I thought you were more focused when you were hunting.”
Dean grumbles, “Well Sam’s not hunting… he’s back at the cabin sipping friggin coco… what are we hunting again?”
“The abominable snowman,” you growl sarcastically; annoyed adding, “And your brother is sick so he can’t hunt right now…”
Dean sighs, “Well whatever this stupid thing is, it’s not out here! Let’s go back to the Impala at least!”
You look and Dean surprised, “You sure do whine a lot…”
He shrugs, “It’s cold!”
Giving him a flirtatious look you joke, “If I didn’t know any better Mr. Winchester, I’d say you just wanted me
A Dark And Stormy Night-CastielxReader[OneShot]The storm outside was vicious.More Like This
Rain hit the window of your old cabin and you watched it nervously as it began to sound like hail. Never before had the wind howled so menacingly, the lightning flashed so terrifyingly close, or the world seemed so chaotic.
And you had survived the Apocalypse.
Deciding you didn’t want to sleep you turned to your kitchen to turn on your coffee pot when the lights flickered and went out. Your heart raced, the dark had always been an enemy of yours, despite the fact that you hunted in the dark 90% of the time. It always made your heart thunder in your chest and your stomach clench in fear.
Terrible things happened in the dark.
You began to wonder why you hadn’t accepted the Winchester’s offer to go on their latest hunt. You began to wonder how safe your cabin actually was.
Your breathing became shallow and you leaned against your counter, hand wrapping around the grip of a knife that you’d left there. Eyes squeezed shut you tried to f
Drowning - Sam x ReaderYou and the boys were on a hunt and the only link you seemed to find was that everyone was drowning, which was baffling. You thought nothing of this when you decided to take a shower.More Like This
The water was lovely and warm and you closed your eyes to wash your hair but you opened them when the drain started to bubble up, the water stopped flowing down the drain.
You quickly turned to water off, but that didn’t seem to matter. The water rose fast and defied all laws of physics. Naturally the water should just run out.
You tried to open the door and when it wouldn’t budge you screamed for Sam, attempting to break the glass.
Sam burst through the door and his eyes widened at the water trying to drown you. It had risen to your chin now and you were panicking. Sam grabbed his gun and shot the glass, not before telling you to turn around.
The glass smashed, cutting your back and Sam grabbed you out, wrapping you in a towel. Sam sank to the floor, with you in his lap.
The two of you were b
Outcast!AmericaXxXxPopular!Reader"There she is." Alfred said as he scowled at the most popular girl in school. [F/N] [L/N]. Don't get him wrong, he thought she was beautiful, heck, you could even say he had a crush on her, but he hated popular people. Why did they even have to be called popular? They're just normal like him and everyone else.More Like This
"Get out of zhe vay, lozer." One of the jocks said as he bumped into Alfred "accidentally". When Alfred fell, everyone turned to him and laughed. He held his head down and stood up .
"You're the real loser." He said. The jock (you probably figured out it was Gilbert) growled and grabbed Alfred by his shirt, "Vhat zhe hell did jou just say, arschloch?"
Alfred growled back at him, "I didn't stutter, ass face." Gilbert pulled his arm pack ready to punch Alfred, but a hand stopped him. They both looked over to the side to see you with a dissaproving glare.
"Stop it, Gilbert." You said. Gilbert stared at you and you stared back at him, your [e/c] daring him to try something else. He h
Different - Hannibal x Reader (Chapter One)When you got up for work this morning you had never expected to be working with Will Graham. The two of you had been friends since you were five. You’d been travelling the world on different cases and had come back to settle a while, but you had been planning on leaving soon.More Like This
You got the call around 7 a.m. telling you to urgently report to Jack Crawford of the Behavioural Analysis Unit. You had worked at the Behavioural Analysis Unit a few years ago, but had moved on to experience different things.
You arrived at Jack’s office and waited to be called inside.
When you entered the office you shook hands with Jack.
‘I’m glad you could come on such short notice (y/n), please take a seat,’ he said.
‘We’ve got a killer that is drawing satanic symbols with the victims’ blood, and you always did have a special interest in these sorts of cases. That’s why I decided to call you in, we want you back (y/n), so what do you say?’ Jack folde
Army Dad!America x Daughter!Reader: Coming HomeMore Like This
Contains: Mild Cursing...
The sound of a loud BEEP cut through the air of the quiet and dark room where you slept. Groaning, you began to slap your nightstand in your lazy attempt of finding your cell phone. After feeling a rubbery case, you picked it up, lifted your face from your pillow, eyes open, and unlocked the device, which caused you to squint. Shutting off the alarm that had disturbed you from your dream and locking the phone, you let your head fall back onto the soft and plush pillow.
Pulling your hand back under the covers, taking the phone along with you, you tried to fall back asleep, not wanting to face the day. “It's too early for this,” you yawned out, a small stretch following close after.
As soon as you thought you could get away with sleeping in, you were proven wrong. A hand came on your shoulder and shook it gently, kisses peppering the back of your head and side of your face.
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
Castiel x Reader What Side Will You Be On?Castiel x ReaderMore Like This
What Side Will You Be On?
(WARNING: This could possibly contain some spoilers- if you haven't finished watching season 6 of Supernatural, you might not understand some of what's going on, and you might not want to read it. You still can, of course, because this wont really spoil much. Think of it as the cherry atop your waffle cone of free will.)
You were simply sitting quietly for a while when Castiel appeared. You had been expecting this visit, he had already contacted Dean, so you figured you'd be next.
"I want you to stand behind me." He said, and you laughed shakily.
"I want you to stop, Cas." You said, and he went off on his little tangent of how he couldn't, how this was the only way.
"I can't, ok, Castiel?" You said, and he stopped. You never called him by his full name. Not when you almost died, not when you two were making love, never.
"_-______..." He said, but you stopped him.
"Castiel, this is getting out of hand. I'm so worried about you- and the deal wit
Common Room Kissing George X ReaderCommon Room KissingMore Like This
George X Reader
“I just don’t get it!” Whined (Name), face-planting into her Herbology book.
“I think I do…Maybe…” Said George, one half of the Weasley twins.
(Name) had always been extremely close to the twins, usually chipping in here and there on their practical jokes and helping out at the shop. But, (Name) always found herself to be closer to George, hell, she could even tell them apart. They could never get anything past her, she would notice every little trick. Yet; George seemed to be really bad at noticing things…
Like (Name)’s feelings for him…
Since the first day they had met, (Name) and George just seemed to click, everything he did shone to her; his fiery hair drove her crazy; the why he said her name. She did anything she could to spend some alone time with him – even if that did mean studying.
“(Name) are you alright?”
Tired Draco Malfoy x ReaderI'm tired. I'm really, really tired. Thats all I can think as I force myself to walk quickly. I stayed up all night working on the stupid potions homework that Draco landed me. I don't know how but it's his fault! Everything is! I'm just too tired to tell you why right now. I fell asleep in the Great Hall during dinner that's how tired I was. When I woke up there were only a few people left, mostly Ravenclaws doing homework somewhere quiet. My friends probably tried to wake me but once I fall asleep nothing can wake me. Nothing.More Like This
The hallway is completely barren except for the occasional prefect giving me a dirty look for still being up and not in the Gryfinndor common room where I belong. Whatever I only see them every few corners I turn...
No. No this can't be happening. I turn the next corner and who do I see? Draco. Why me?
"Hello, sleeping ugly" he sneers.
"I'm too tired Draco" I say.
"Too tired? Why, did you stay up late contemplating why you deserve to live?"
I sigh and lean
Showers (George Weasley X Reader)More Like This
WARNING: Sexual themes
You hummed as you shampooed your hair, enjoying the way the warm water soothed your muscles. You were on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and you had had a particularly tiresome practice earlier that day. You heard some faint noises from outside the curtain, but paid no mind to it, as you assumed it was Katie or Angelina taking their own showers.
You felt a rush of cold air, and turned to find yourself looking into a pair of green (mixed with blue) eyes. You yelped quietly and hurriedly attempted to cover yourself up with your hands. George grinned cheekily at you, but his cheeks were slightly red and he hurriedly closed the curtain.
You let out a sigh before shutting off the water. You stuck your hand outside of the curtain and after a moment, George seemed to get the idea and handed you your towel. You wrapped the towel around your body and hesitantly stepped out. You winced slightly as the cold air nipped at your skin, and glared at George for ruining your nice
Mischief ManagedDisclaimer: I don't own Harry PotterMore Like This
When we were kids
We made made a promise
An unspoken vow
We'd be there for each other
We'd be mischief makers, proud lions
That we would own a joke shop
And that we would grow old together
But here I am
At your funeral
Trying as hard as I can
Not to cry
I talk to you every night
But you can't hear me as you lie on the ground
We promised that we would never cry
If something bad happened to one of us
Your death still hunts me
When that smile left your face
a part of me died
Percy took it the hardest
He thinks it was his fault
I'm trying my best to not give up on life
Because that wouldn't be what you would wanted me to do
I'm going to continue working at the joke shop
But it won't be the same without my best friend, my twin by my side
I'll miss you Fred, a lot
A/N: I would like to thank all of you who read and revi
Lipstick (George Weasley X Reader)More Like This
George’s eyes once again flicked down to your lips, a fact which you were unaware of, and Fred nudged his twin before quietly slipping away. You three had been the last ones in the Gryffindor common room, working on an essay for History of Magic, and you were reading and hastily scribbling down notes while George was trying to pluck up the courage to kiss you or tell you how he felt or ask you to the Yule Ball, or anything to let you know that he liked you.
He had known you for years; you were one of his father’s friend’s children and had visited them at the Burrow from a young age. You were Fred and George’s age, and thus younger you had felt more comfortable around them than the other Weasleys. You did however love Ron and Ginny to death, as you had always wanted younger siblings. You treated Ginny like a little sister who you doted on, and you loved to tease your ickle Ronniekins.
George was remembering pranks you had helped him and Fred pull when you finishe
Exploring (Fred Weasley X Reader)More Like This
WARNING: Sexual themes/content
You woke up to a faint tapping. You crawled groggily out of your warm bed, and walked over to the window that was next to your bed. You opened it slightly, to see a school owl with a letter strapped to its leg. You looked at it in surprise, who would send you anything, let alone with a school owl? With a shrug, you untied the letter and tossed it onto your bed. You stroked the owl for a moment before it flew off and you shut the window. You walked quietly back to your bed, you didn’t want to wake anyone, and carefully unrolled the piece of paper. It said:
Be down in the common room in ten minutes.
See you then!
The person didn’t sign their name, and you weren’t sure who wrote it. It sounded kind of like something the Weasley twins would write, but you had no idea why they’d want you to be in the common room. You were pretty good friends with them, but it was, you glanced at the alarm clock on your nightstand, one of th
Handsome Daredevil (George Weasley x Reader)"I can't do it, George! I just can't do it!" You cried as you stormed down the hallway, away from the classroom that had brought your worst nightmare to life.More Like This
You, George, and Fred and several other classmates had been presented with the task of stepping forward toward the magical wardrobe and confronting your fears. Your teacher had encouraged each and every one of you to step forward. He didn't care if your fear would scare the life out of you. The whole purpose of this lesson was to get over it since in the magic world, you can't let your fears get to you.
George and Fred had tried to calm your nerves down by cracking jokes about how the teachers eyebrows looked like two bushy caterpillars. Your turn soon came up and the wardrobe doors burst open as a figure dressed in all black stepped out, his face covered as well. Everyone looked at the mysterious man alarmed, even the teacher. The man then moved his wand and the wardrobe behind him burst into flames. You screamed as the fl
Winchesters x Reader: LARP With The Real Guys "Dean?" Sam said as he looked round the room.More Like This
"Yeah, I know," Dean replied. "It's freaking creepy. I mean, a hundred different dudes dressed as us? Come on."
"Tell me about it."
The Supernatural Convention, the first of its kind.
"Hold on," Sam said, pointing towards a tan trenchcoat, "do you see what I see?"
"Is that... Cass?" Dean asked incredulously.
"I don't know. Should we check?"
"Come on, let's go."
You stood in front of two men LARPing Sam and Dean. They constantly kept asking who you were, and you kept telling them that they wouldn't know. Finally, they walked off, muttering in exaggerated deep voices about their 'brotherly problems'. Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder turn you around.
"What the hell?" a man with short blonde-brown hair said.
"You're not Castiel," the taller man next to him added. You rolled your eyes.
JTHM x Reader ~ pt.1More Like This
"Hey did you hear a new kid entered our Skool?"
You turn to your best friend, Tess ,"Really? Boy or girl?"
"Boy. You could tell he's emo though. So don't get you're hopes up."
"Do you know his name?"
"No," she says, "I have no clue."
You picked at your food and started thinking. What if he's in one of your classes? He's be noticable right away. Everyone in this skool was here since Kindergarden considering this is the only skool in town. It was rare whenever someone could even find wherever you lived.
Tess picks up her tray, "Let's go outside! I'll show you what he looks like. Dillion just texted me and the new kid's sitting outside all alone."
You got excited and threw your plate away, "I'm not hungry. Let's go."
Once you were both outside, Tess's boyfriend Dillion stood by the dusty monkey bars in the abandoned playground. Tess waved to him. This is the third guy she's dated since the start of the new skool year.
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Your mouth dropped open as you desperately tried to breath.
"I don't like it when people speak about me without my notice." He says. He slowly stopped smiling and kept an angry narrowed stare into your eyes.
"What were you saying about me? Answer!" His grip on your neck felt tighter and tigher by the second. You tried to answer but instead your voice gagged.
"If I let you go, will you answer truthfully?" You nod with all your energy. He suddenly completely lets go of you and watches as you fall to your hands and knees. You try to breath as much air as your lungs can handle.
"Why were you talking shit about me?!" He gets eye-level with you and screams, "I swear! Everywhere I go, it's like all you maggots are good for are speaking terribly about another human you have never met!"
You cut in, "He called you a prick! And...and I just told him he didn't know you! He didn't have the right!" You look hopelessly to him. His anger slowly faded away
Naruto Seven Minutes In Heaven Intro (for Girls)More Like This
Jiraiya stood in front of you holding a large bucket. "Okay everyone, I have called you all here for a very special type of training. Now I don't want any of you to be alarmed, but serious injury could occur depending on who your partner is."
"Oh come on sensei, it's not like we all aren't used to getting hurt. It happens all the time." Naruto scoffed.
"I know but this is different. You'll be locked in a closet with a girl for seven minutes." A pervert grin covered Jiraiya's blushing face. "And the whole point is to get as far with her as possible."
Kakashi looked up from his book. "We're playing seven minutes in heaven, aren't we?"
Jiraiya nodded. "Exactly."
Hinata fainted. "You are some kind of sick, pervy sage, calling this training." Naruto laughed. "But I like it."
"Good, them we'll play. Just one more thing, I invited over the Akatsuki too. Figured it would make things a bit more interesting." Jiraiya began collecting everyone's items as the Akatsuki filled the room.
Sleepily Brave-GHB x ReaderYou were a brave human. Very brave indeed, for you were questioning the Grand Highblood and you were not cowering in fear. Though, you were, by nature, very sleepy.More Like This
"Hey, what's your name? Mine's (Name)." you asked him. You were new and he was the first troll you saw. He turned and looked at you. He saw a half- lidded (e/c) eyed girl, who was slouching a tiny bit. You yawned and rubbed your eyes.
"You look strange. Why is you hair like that? It looks like a mane." you asked before he could answer your previous question.
"My name is the Grand HighMOTHERFUCKINGblood. And my hair is perfectly fine." he answered and he started to walk away. You made an angry face. You weren't done questioning him! But you didn't want to run to catch up with him. You sighed and jogged- actually more like a fast walk- after him.
"Hey! I wasn't done asking you things!" you yelled at him and he ignored you. You growled.
"Fine, have it your way." you said to yourself. Though you didn't want to run a
Face the Music. Gaara x ReaderMore Like This
After hours and hours of being stuffed inside a tiny, hot room with Gaara and a few of the other Kage's you were finally free to leave. No longer needed, you quickly excused yourself from the meeting and stepped out of the room. “Man, I am seriously glad that's over with. I hate those super long, boring meetings. Everyone's so stiff and serious.” Tired of sitting around, not moving, you moved away from the room, still filled with the leaders from various villages and started for your room. You didn't think it would ever happen, but you'd actually settled in to your job quite nicely. That being said, it had been almost a full year since you first started, and it was only recently that you'd started to feel at all competent. The one thing you still couldn't handle, no matter how hard you tried, was the constant heat. Luckily, your room was kept much cooler than the rest of the building, making it your favorite place to be.
The moment you step
Bruce BannerxReader: QuietWhen you walked in the door after work, you nearly tripped over a mound of clothes. Your first thought was that your house had been ransacked, but no, everything of worth still appeared to be right where you had left it. Your second thought was that you had somehow trailed your entire hamper behind you leaving that morning, but that couldn’t be it either.More Like This
Then it struck you like a bolt of lightning.
The shirt left in the entryway wasn’t the only part of the trail. Next you found a watch, then an overstuffed backpack, and even, right in front of the bedroom door, a pair of pants. You paused to take a deep breath before opening the door; you didn’t want to startle him. But when you did crack the door open, it was to find the room beyond utterly still. Bruce lay in a confused heap, half on the floor, half on the bed, wearing pajamas you only saw when he managed to run out of every other pair he owned.
You felt a jolt of worry in your stomach. Was som
Promise - Antasma x Reader one-shotAntasma x ReaderMore Like This
With a soft sigh you climb into the fluffy abyss you call a bed. All thoughts leave your mind as your head rests upon the soft pillow. Soon after you start to drift slowly into slumber. The comforting numbness envelopes your mind. You have been waiting for this all day. Though it wasn't just sleep you longed for, it was also the meeting of someone you knew all to well.
Your eyes open to a new scene. The woods were surprisingly bright this night. The moon was full, which caused anything the silvery beams touched to illuminate. It was a beautiful sight. Save the fact that this was a dream and not true nature.
As you expected, another presence joined yours within the dream. The once bright scenery was now cast over with a dark, shadowy haze. Even though you were use to this, the shift still caused your hair to stand on end and your skin to prickle.
You crossed your arms over your chest tightly. It was getting cold and you, standing there in only pajamas, were definitely f
The Batter x Reader: Zone 1The Batter x ReaderMore Like This
Your name is _______ and at the moment you are trapped in a corner at a barn with a Fat Spectre (the big ghost thingy) in front of you. Tears were streaming down your face. Is this how I die? You thought. You close your eyes and remember all of the good times with your Mom, Dad, and best friend. You smile slightly and remember your first time here in Zone 1. Remembering the beautiful farm house you have with your parents.
You open your eyes to see it has come closer to you. You start to cry again. Well, I guess this is the end, You think as you curl up in a ball.
~SOMEWHERE NEAR BY~
You swing your final blow at a Fat Spectre you happened to run into on the way to the barn. You suddenly hear a scream.
You run twards the screams and end up in the barn you were supsed to go to in the first place. How ironic. You think. You look around the room to see a young lady in a corn
Reader-X-The Batter 1***WARNING: DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU'VE FINISHED THE GAME "OFF"***More Like This
You sat in your pitch black bedroom with your laptop sitting on your legs.
"Okay, first stop is Zone 1."
You were playing the free PC game called OFF by Mortis Ghost. This had to be the fifth- no sixth time you'd played through the game. You loved everything about it, especially the characters. Your favorite out of all of them had to be the batter. Even though he tricked you into helping him kill his wife, child, and almost every living thing in his world, you still found him likable. And maybe, just maybe, you had a little crush on him.
Scratch that, a big crush. Thanks to tumblr and all of its batter fanart and headcanons, you were in love with the video game protagonist. After your first playthrough of the game, you started to actually talk to him. The batter never responding of course.
"You know batter, I've always wondered if that one headcanon is true about you having four eyes. That would be pretty awesome if it wa
The Black Plague 6More Like This
THE BLACK PLAGUE
“Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold!” A girl shivered as she hugged her coat tightly while waddling on the snow like a little duckling.
“Geh, when will the snow stop falling?” She whines with her chattering teeth as the weather only gets colder. “I’m going to be late for the photo shoot.” She sighed, feeling completely dejected. She slowly moves her heads upward as she squint her eyes to protect it from the cold falling snow.
“I should have brought my parasol. After all, a Lolita without her parasol is like a man without a soul.” She muttered as she slowly closed her light gold eyes before releasing a deep sigh.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock. . .
I watched as the pendulum inside the old grandfather clock sways from left to right as each second ticks by. My eyes follow their mo
Rebel!ReaderxPoliceman!NorwayYour a handful alright...More Like This
Lukas ran his fingers through his hair as he allowed his lips to dip down into a frown. He glanced out into the mess you made to observe the damage you've done. The streets were littered with various of foods from the tipped over vendor carts caused from the chase, lead up to a giant mural on the side of the office building.
Lukas has been chasing her for a little over a year and a half now. Although throughout this long period of time, he was only able to get little information on the mysterious (Nickname). Most of the information included physical things. Like her (h/c) hair and (s/c) skin color and her body type. Never her face. She always had it covered with a black masquerade mask that covered her eyes and half her nose. He never got close enough to see (Nickname)'s eye color, she wouldn't allow that, her lips on the other hand were always pulled up into a cat-like grin. She would always laugh as they played their own game of cat and mouse, as if they wer
Student!NorwayxStudent!Glasses!ReaderQuite honestly, Lukas had no idea what he was doing. Here he was, sitting in the middle of class, blatantly ignoring Mr. Germania’s lessons, and openly staring at her. (F/n) (L/n) was a beautiful young woman, but not in the conventional, 10-lbs.-of-makeup, preppy clothes way. Instead of focusing on her looks, she focused solely on her studies and excelled, ensuring that her life would be easier after both high school and college. Her lovely (e/c) eyes were covered by stylish glasses. Even without trying, she could wear the school uniform of a black skirt and a white button-up quite nicely. Her seat was right by the window in the very back, and the sunlight streaming in through the windows hit her just perfectly, making her seem as beautiful as Frigg.More Like This
Her eyes were glued to the wooden desk in front of her, hurriedly scratching down notes as she listened intently to the lesson. All around him, Lukas could hear the students yawning and nodding off as Mr. Germania jotted down
Just An Ordinary Girl (Romania x Reader)More Like This
Just An Ordinary Girl 8
(Romania x Reader)
Welcome back everyone! Did you all enjoy the short break? I know I did, I was able to use the time to maintain a bunch of other stories! Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this chapter!
For my new viewers...this is book 2 of the series so this will make no sense, heres a link to the first chapter: http://miabia100.deviantart.com/art/An-Ordinary-Girl-With-Glasses-Romania-x-Reader-423911500
Part 1, Book 2: Off Days
“I’m sorry Pen, I’m going to catch your mother’s attention in my own way. See you soon.” — Tată
Sometimes, I like to daydream in class
2p!Canada X Reader X 2p!America- New Girl "(NAME)!!!! COME ON, GET UP!!! IT'S, LIKE, THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL AND WE DON'T WANNA BE LATE!!! MAKE A GOOD FIRST IMPRESSION, COME ON!!!" Nicole's obnoxious voice made you open my eyes half way to look at her slightly. From just waking up, the sight of her was blurred.More Like This
"But..." you look over at the clock, the images you see are still blurred but you can still read the numbers shown on the clock and as you read them you turn back to look at Nicole "It's three hours before the bus gets here... We have plenty of time to get ready, and about another hour to sleep..."
"BUT I WANNA MAKE A REALLY GOOD IMPRESSION ON THE FIRST DAY!!!! WE GOTTA RULE THE SCHOOL LIKE OUR LAST SCHOOL!!! ((I'll talk about our last school in the character info post))"
"We only ruled the other school because everyone was afraid of us... Well, mostly me, you were just the most popular and everyone adored you... I'm pretty sure every boy and lesbian girl has admitted their undying love t
2p!England x Reader- Tipsy~More Like This
~Sorry this is very messy, but I shall fix it later, thank you~
Flicking on your television you lie back on your couch, relaxing. The day was finally over, finally you could just kick back and chill out. Believe me when I say you had a rough day. First of all you had to deal with all of Matt and Allen's Bullshit, just the usual bickering and such. Also today, was the day your 'Fabulous' boss decided to decrease your monthly payments on account that you don't act like the 'Typical' worker, like What the frick? Trust me, that is not a something you want to hear, especially Via phone call..ON THE WEEKEND!
And on top of all that you are Pmsing...Just the cherry on top!
But, you tried your best to push all of that aside, so you could enjoy your Saturday night. So now you were just chillaxing in your Favourite (band) Tank Top and a pair of boy shorts, honestly you didn't care! You had no one to emprise!
Abruptly, you heard a staggered knock at your front door.
2p!England X Reader- Cupcakes and KissesMore Like This
2p!England X Reader- Cupcakes and Kisses
A/N- You can say this is sorta an apology over the whole Ollie-kills-you in 2p!England X Reader- Trust thing. Hope you like it! Oh, and btw, this sort of strayed off topic. ;w; I hope you like it anyways!
Hey, and guess what, no warning for cursing in this one~ Since, after all, Ollie doesn’t like cursing, soooo nope.
Also, half of the idea (the surprise tea party part) was actually Cialois! ^^ Thank you, sweetie, for helping me catch those idea butterflies!
Legend- (f/c)- favourite colour (e/c)- eye colour (n/n)- nickname (f/f)- favourite flower
Smiling, you read your book, nearing the happy ending. Who can’t resist a good book as this? Of course, with your luck, your cell phone rang. Silently cursing, you snapped the book shut and dug your (f/c) cell
The Broken Heart (2p America x Reader)(A/N): So I got this idea when I was writing a love story for a friend I’ll spare all the details but I like this one so if you guys enjoy it I’ll make it a seriesMore Like This
The Broken Heart
Chapter 1: (Al's POV)
The first day I met (Y/N) she was wearing a white shirt, a leather jacket and black skinny jeans; she had her hair in a lose pony tail she was singing to some song I didn’t really know. All I know is that it wasn’t heavy metal but it wasn’t some alternative shit either. I sat next to her she had obviously been crying, for a reason unknown. She just looked at me for a spit second then looked away. She tried to make herself look strong but I wasn’t that stupid so I took a chance.
“Nothing” She said and held back a small sob.
All I could do was give her a hug. She tried to struggle but eventually gave in and cried into my shoulder. When the cries and sobs subsided she looked at me and held a weak smile.
2P!AmericaxReader .:Kryptonite:.More Like This
I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
I felt there’s nothing I could do
Allen walked through the empty streets of the rundown district he lived in. Around him, the apartment buildings were crumbling and hardly any of the street lights were working anymore. The sidewalk was cracked so bad it looked like an earthquake had ran through the area only a day ago. The roads didn’t look much better, but at least they were smooth enough to drive on. Not that many people drove through this piece of crap town. It wasn’t a place where decent people wanted to be. It was the hangout for gangs, drug dealers, and any other criminal you could think of. Still, it was home.
He didn’t really know where he was going. Back to his apartment, he guessed, but he was just going where his feet felt like taking him. He wasn&
Truth or Dare Canada x ReaderMore Like This
Alfred,your friend since the beginning of high school,was once again dragging you by the arm,not hard, but enough over to his house for another "wicked kick-butt party!" as he called them. Yes they were a blast,but you knew that his step brother Matthew was gonna be there,and lately you've grown to have a crush on the little Canadian.
He was so shy and sweet,smelling like maple syrup. Only problem was he was too quiet. Even his own brother would forget him. You wouldnt ever though. And you made sure Alfred didn't forget this Canadian's birthday either.
"________,c'mon dude! this is gonna be the sickest party yet! I planned it all myself for Mattew!" Alfred says,pulling you into the boys' house,already set up in red and white. You smiled to yourself. Mattie was going to flip, all this for him. "it looks good Al"
"Ahahahaha!" His hero laugh always made you giggle, but you quickly turned to the door as everyone else came in,saying their "hi's" in they're native languages. Every
Cafe Visit (Tom Hiddleston x Reader)More Like This
The small town was seemingly busy today. Shops were flooded and packed with people, who wanted to get last minute gifts for family members they'll see after Christmas. No one had time to stop and grab a coffee at the local cafe. That's what made the British celebrity stop by at that said cafe. He needed a quiet place to read over and practice his lines for his next movie, and why not grab lunch as he did so? The only reason he was here at this small town was because it was the location of the shoot this evening, and he needed a place to relax before hand. After all, even the most famous of people still got nervous before filming.
The tall man fixed his loose scarf as he made his way down the sidewalk. It was a cold afternoon and he could see his breath in the air. He held onto the script in one of his hands as he used his other to open the cafe doors. The smell of coffee and cinnamon wafted through the air. It was much warmer in here, causing a smile to appear
She's beautiful (Castiel x Winchester!Reader)More Like This
She's beautiful ( Castiel x Winchester!Reader + Brother!Dean&Sam)
a/n: I asked a dear friend of mine how it felt to be in love (as I've never truly fallen in love – I only have crushes... and those are not true love) – and she explained it to me as good as she could.
So I'm sorry if it's strange – as I said I've never truly fallen in love!
(y/n) = your name (example: Ellie)
(e/c) = your eye color/colour (example: green)
(h/c) = your hair color/colour (example: black)
Castiel was confused. The reaction of his vessel when he saw you – the fast beating of his heart – his thoughts – He shouldn't have those filthy thoughts – thinking about you that way – it was wrong. He was an angel – it was so very wrong and at the same time it felt so right – so utterly right. It had all just started when he first saw you, when your brother had introduced you to him.
”(y/n) this is Castiel – he got me out of
The Love Scene [David Tennant x Reader]It was one of those mornings when your alarm disguised itself somewhere in your dreams and you didn’t hear it.More Like This
What you did hear was a knock at your door.
When you finally opened your eyes, you knew you had overslept, but it was still dark out from what you could tell through the hotel window, so you couldn’t be that late. You checked your phone: a half hour late for hair and makeup. They probably sent someone from the crew to come and collect you. This wasn’t the first time you overslept, but even after over three months of shooting it was hard getting used to such early mornings, no matter how much you enjoyed your work or how attractive your co-star was. You groaned and tossed the covers aside as you rolled out of the bed and planted your feet on the flat carpet of the floor of your hotel room and stumbled to the door to shoo away the crew member so you could have a moment of peace. It never took them as long as they allotted to do your hair and makeup, anyway.
Ice Cream (Ninth Doctor X Reader)More Like This
You were reading a book in the library on the TARDIS, snuggled onto a cushy armchair, when the book said something about ice cream.
For the next two hours as you read, all you could think about was ice cream. With a sigh, you marked your spot, placed your book on the table, and exited the room. You hurriedly found the kitchen, looking frantically through the freezer.
“What are you doing?” The Doctor asked curiously, leaning against the doorframe. You jumped, dropping a box of popsicles.
“Why do we have popsicles and not ice cream?” You asked exasperatedly, looking down at the popsicles in annoyance.
“Don’t like ice cream.” The Doctor said with a shrug. You whipped around to look at him, your eyes wide.
“You don’t like ice cream? Why the bloody hell not?”
The Doctor’s mouth curved upwards, obviously amused by you.
“I just don’t.”
“What about…banana ice cream?”
“They make t
Punk!EnglandxMale!Reader: This Song's for you.More Like This
He was your best friend. He was in a popular band that originally started out as nothing more than a garage band. You always watched him practice; it was almost like a past time for you, after all you were his biggest fan. His fame would never change how you felt about him nor would it stop you from being allowed to come to his practice sessions. You sat in silence, tapping your fingers against your chin, your (eye color) eyes never leaving your friend; Arthur Kirkland.
Arthur was enjoying himself to say the least. For the longest time, he had kept his passion for rock music hidden from the world but now everyone knew. Since he had been playing his guitar all morning with the band, his blonde hair was beginning to stick to his forehead from the sweat. He closed his green eyes as he licked his dry lips, tasting the salty liquid that dripped above his upper lip. Soon he had had came to a sudden stop, his eye glared at the blonde next to him.
"What the bloody hell, Alfred?" The British ma
I'll never let you go (Tenth DoctorXShy!Reader)More Like This
You bite your lip and hesitate, your body inches away from the door. You were going to tell him today. That you love him. "Doctor..." You say quietly. "Can I come in?"
He looks up and smiles. "Of course (Y/n). Anything for my favorite companion." He gestures to you to come in.
You walk inside and sit on the edge of the bed, looking around the room. "Wow....it's bigger on the inside" You joke
He smiles at you. "Ah well, you know all this wibbly wobbly timey wimey. Stuff."
You laugh slightly and nod. "You said the Daleks were gone right? Your Donna-Doctor clone killed them all?"
"Seen it with my own eyes. But with Gallifrey stopped in midst of the Time War, 'fraid they still exist in a pocket of time. Just not right now." He says as he lays a hand on your shoulder as if to reassure you.
You blush and sigh. "Good...That's fantastic for now"
"Hmm... fantastic. That sounds like something I should say... I did say it when I was younger. Previous regeneration of mine. Nice fellow. I now
10!Doctor x Reader - Paint GallifreyYou found him in the control room of the TARDIS, sitting on the console and fixing some cables. Pushing a stray of hair back behind your ear, you hold the present close to your chest as you walked down the steps.More Like This
It was a pastel-painting you drew after the Doctor told you about his home-planet Gallifrey. You got the pastel chalk during a visit in the 18th century on earth and some handmade paper, too. Yesterday, -or was it today? You couldn’t actually point it right; time went by different inside the blue box. On the last visit on earth you two had made, you had gotten your hands on some old-fashioned newspaper. It had been far in the future, but somehow, they still kept it.
The Doctor eventually had given in and told you about his home-planet, after you had been back in the TARDIS from your trip.
He had made you sit down with a cup of tea, and then began to recount. His brown eyes had gotten a little distant, as his voice made the double suns rise in your mind, illuminated the r
Caught (SpockXReader)Spock glanced around his room and searched all drawers before letting out a sigh. He glanced at you’re passed out form and put the pieces together.More Like This
“(Y/n)” Spock said loudly. You shifted but didn’t wake up making Spock roll his eyes.
“(Y/n)!” Spock barked making you sit up.
“What?” You whined.
“Where are my boxers?” Spock asked.
“You woke me up over your bloody boxers?!” You exclaimed.
“I know you are involved now please I am going to be late” Spock gritted out.
“I don’t have them now let me sleep woman” You face-planted the bed.
“That makes no sense. You and James are the only ones who have access to my room and I doubt he has anything to do with it” Spock said.
“To early for logic” You groaned.
“(Y/n) I would appreciate it if you were to stop hiding my clothes” Spock sighed.
“I would if I could but I can’t so I shan’t” You r
(Spock x Reader) Sick"Captain, where is commander _____?" Spock asked as he exited the turbo lift, onto the bridge. You were not at your usual station, and he had not seen you yet today.More Like This
"Commander _____ has called out sick today, Spock."
"Sick? With what?"
"Umm, I think it was strep or something." Kirk said slightly distracted. Spock was silent for a moment, thinking of all the things he knew about the human illness. "Has Dr. McCoy seen to her yet?"
"Yes, McCoy has looked in on her. He has given her some antibiotics and said that now she just needs rest."
"So no one is there caring for her?"
"No, _____ said that 'She's a big girl, and that she can take care of herself'."
Spock paused another moment, considering what the captain had told him. Then he turned on his heel and headed back towards the turbo lift.
"Spock, where are you going?"
"I'm taking the day off, Captain."
"Well wait, you can't just-"
The door of the lift closed.
"Commander, I heard that you are not
2p!ItalyXReader-ProtectiveMore Like This
"Hold still." You commanded, holding your boyfriend's arm with one hand and cleaning the wound on it with the other.
Luciano hissed when the cleaning rag hit his arm, trying to pull his arm away. "That hurts!"
"It's going to hurt a lot more when I smack you if you don't sit still." You snapped, tightening your grip on his arm. He huffed and kept still, wincing every time you touched his arm.
You see, your boyfriend had a tendency to get into fights, usually for stupid reasons, and usually with two of his friends, Kuro and Lutz. They also got quite carried away sometimes, and that usually resulted in one of them getting hurt. This time, however, the fight Luciano had gotten into had been with a guy named Allen, who was pretty tough. Luciano had come out of the fight with a black eye, a swollen cheek, a twisted ankle, a fractured wrist, and a knife wound on his right arm. Needless to say, he'd lost.
"What exactly did you do
Btt x shy!reader : new girl 1I do not own hetalia or you~More Like This
I stood looking at myself if a full body mirror. I was wearing black shorts, a (f/c) tank top and a grey cardigan. I had just put the finishing touches my small amount of makeup. I looked at myself sadly in the mirror.
I was to attend hetalia academy this year and needless to say...I was terrified. I was not much of a person to defend myself or reach out to talk to people. My two best friends had moved away and now I had...nobody. After they had left I became very depressed...and started cutting to ease the pain and my mind. The last thing I wanted was for someone at this new school to see my cuts and hate me. "(Name)! Are you ready to go?" I heard my mom yell from downstairs. The academy was holding a picnic barbecue type thing before school actually started the next day. "Y-yes!" I shouted back before slipping on my (f/c) vans and running to get into the car.
The school was not far away from my house and we got there quickly. I glanced a
Time Alone (Uta x Fem!Ghoul!Reader) ontshotMore Like This
When I wasn't at the studio, on my days off, I generally spent most of my time alone. I never liked it though. It was always very quiet in my apartment, besides the low hum of the AC during the day. This happened to be one of the days where I wasn't hungry but Uta was, meaning I was alone in my small apartment with nothing to do. I could watch TV, but nothing was ever interesting on there. I could draw something, but I don't feel like drawing. I could go to Anteiku and get some coffee, but Nishiki works there and I despise him.
It was rather dull without the mask maker around to talk to, even if he never seemed to talk much. But I missed Uta on days like this. Whenever I was alone my mind would always seem to wander and end up thinking about him. I always found it funny how he looks so intimidating but really he's just a big dork, and I liked that about him. I ended up drifting off into a daydream as I reminisced on the moments we've had together.
Kisame X Reader - Haircut“________. It’s...” Honestly Kisame can’t find the words to describe it. He wants to go out and brutally murder the one who did this to you, but even he has to admit that might be overreacting a little. Still, he’d rushed straight to you when he found out what had happened.More Like This
“It’s just a haircut Kisame.” You laugh a little at the shark-man’s loss for words. “... Don’t you like it?” You ask afterwards when he still appears to be rendered speechless.
“No-I mean yes.” He quickly clarifies. There’s an awkward silence between the two of you, then Kisame leaves the room.
It really isn’t that Kisame doesn’t like your new haircut. It’s just a big thing for the guy to get used to. He’s always liked long hair. Sure it might not suit him, but it looks good on his partner Itachi and it used to look amazing on you... not that you don’t look amazing without it.
Don't Be Shy, My Doll - Uta x ReaderMore Like This
A very petite looking girl walked down the streets of the 4th Ward. The streetlights reflected with in her (E/C) orbs beautifully and gave them an extra shimmer. Ah, the streetlights, she loved them. They gave a sense of security with their brightness compared to the surrounding darkness. Thankfully, the HySy ArtMask Studio what by one of those said comforting streetlights. Her heels tapped against the concrete as she walk along the sidewalk and into the shop. Masks filled the room and the walls left, right and all around. However, there was not a single sight of the owner. "Excuse me..." She shyly spoke. "Is anyone here?" Her voice could be easily heard in the silence of the shop. Though, there was no answer. Stepping deeper in the shop, there was still no Uta to be found. Puffing up her cheeks, she turned around slightly frustrated. As she was turning, she saw Uta right in front of her. "Boo." He spoke with an expressionless tone and face. However, that was enough to spook her and ma
2p!Italy x Reader - Save Me From This HellLuciano did it again. He returned to his old habits he promised his best friend he would never do again. He murdered an innocent man for no reason. But he just can't satisfy his hunger for blood anymore. Nothing can save him anymore. Maybe he should admit of his lapses to his best friend now.More Like This
That best friend we are talking about is you. You are in the table lazily eating your breakfast. Aside from having no appetite, you are still sleepy from your late night texting with Luciano. Despite the bad consequences, you just love texting with him especially since he rarely come over your house and you are too shy to come over his house. You find it ridiculous but being with other people aside from Luciano unsettles you.
Lately though, Luciano was avoiding you and reserves in texts, calls and e-mails for communication. You suspect something is up. It was confirmed when a series of murders is on the internet. Without much thinking you know it was Luciano. You brought out your phone diale
Itachi x reader - OneShotMore Like This
Sitting in the comfortable silence of the small hotel balcony that overlooked a large range of Sakura trees, you ran your hands through your silky (h/c) hair, sighing as the summer's breath past by your body. You were away from the Akatsuki for a couple of days dealing with some merchants who didn't follow your Leader's advice and keep quiet about their trade with them. You had come here with the only person you could ever tolerate: Itachi Uchiha, who had already dealt with the convey on the first night, giving you three days to yourselves to relax without the S-Rank criminal company. Of course not including yourselves. Both you and Itachi shared a similar past when it came to the destruction of your clans, but unfortunately for you, you had been forced to watch your brother to kill all of them then kill himself to protect you. Itachi obviously was the brother who killed his clan, and somehow you both seemed to bond. You could easily sit in comfortable silences with each other, read in
A Matter of Trust (Vampire!Itachi x Reader)More Like This
A few nights before Itachi murdered his clan, he had visited you. The visit broke your heart, your life nearly going with it. You were unbelievably close to Itachi, that the idea of him doing what he did made you feel sick. You remember him being upset, so you were trying to console him, but no matter what you said he remained stoic, almost in regret. After a few minutes, you only remember a searing pain across your heart and blackness. You had woke a few hours later in your bed to find your front door open with the rain pouring in and Itachi gone. Your chest was bandaged and there was a deep cut across the area where your heart was. You were shocked. What was Itachi doing? More importantly, why was he acting like this? The next morning, you found out about Shisui's murder. The night of the massacre when you nearly lost your life once more, you discovered Itachi had done it.
He had the Mangekyo.
You figured that you were the first attempt for it.
It had been a while since the news of t
Needy - Prussia x Reader“Prussia,” (Name) said declaratively as she entered the living room with her hands on her hips. Her boyfriend didn’t look away from the television he was staring so intently at, a controller in hand and aliens being shot on the screen.More Like This
“Mhm?” he hummed in reply after she called his name once again. He leaned closer to the television as he sat on the edge of the couch, wrapped up in the action.
His girlfriend sighed and dropped her arms at her sides helplessly.
“Gilbert,” (Name) whined, coming over to the back of the couch and wrapping her arms around Gilbert’s shoulders. “Cuddle me.”
He smirked. “Vhy vould I vant to do zhat?” he teased. She frowned and deliberately tightened her grip around him, causing him to stop smirking and try to pry her off of him.
“Schatz!” he exclaimed, and she let go, climbing over the couch to sit against him. He blushed, she was so cute when she was cuddled up against him lik
Prussia x Pregnant!Reader. It might be yours?"Come on, come on...!" You paced the length of the room impatiently. How long could three minutes be?! You checked the white stick for the fourth time in the last thirty seconds. Nothing yet. "Oh my..." You fell back onto the couch with a groan, hiding your face in your hands. You stared at the stick, watching it. Then you put it down, closing your eyes and leaning your head back.More Like This
Now you weren't sure if you wanted to know or not. You had to know, but you didn't know if you wanted to. Slowly, you lifted the pregnancy test again and peeked through your eyelashes at it.
"Oh, shit..." You groaned, throwing it on the floor. Positive. "Ffffff.... What am I supposed to do?" You moaned, grabbing your phone and looking at it blankly for a moment. Who first? Your boyfriend Ludwig, or... The man you cheated on him with? "Ugh." You groaned, pulling up a number and calling it. The phone was answered after three rings.
"Hey frau! Vhat's up?" A cheery German voice asked you.
Unawesome Fears Prussia x Reader Tonight is the one night that (y/n) feared the most, the one and only night of the year that she could be found curled up in a shaking ball underneath a copious amount of heavy blankets, October 31, Halloween. Most people laughed at her fear, after all wasn't Halloween just an innocent excuse to give out kids free candy? All poor (y/n) could think of around Halloween was that vampires and werewolves and who knew what else roamed around for one night a year, destroying whatever poor, innocent (e/c) girls with (h/c) hair were silly enough to stray into their path. Well, here was one (e/c)ed girl they were not going to eat! At least this was the reasoning Gilbert Belshmit, the boyfriend of our heroine, was confronted with when he attempted to convince her to attend his costume party. He was currently in the process of huffing in annoyance at her stubbornness.More Like This
"Come ON Frau! I svear, nothing vill attack you at mein party!" He promised.
You Know You're Obsessed With Hetalia When...You know you're obsessed with Hetalia when…More Like This
[x] When you wonder why the polar bear at the zoo isn't talking to you
[x] When your teacher questions you when you constantly squeal during History class
 When you scream "Happy Birthday Alfred" and/or "Take that Arthur" on the Fourth of July in a large crowd of people and are proud when they give you the WTF look
 When you know what Sealand is and people find you weird for telling them he's a little kid in a blue sailor suit that was for sale on eBay
[x] When you laugh if a country's "vital regions" are discussed in the news/media
 When you question why only a few countries use Japanese as the foremost language
[x] When in a conversation about APH, you specifically use both country and human names to confuse the people around you
[x] (the obvious) When you ask, no, COMMAND people to become one with mother Russia and laugh hysterically when they look confused, telling them "everyone eventually becomes one with Russia"
If One Would... (PruCan oneshot)No one recognizes me... No one knows who I am... But if just one would...More Like This
Canada sat at the end of the hall, listening to the other countries yell at each other, and waiting for them to notice him-- but he knew they never would.
For some reason, he found his eyes drawn to a certain albino ex-nation. Prussia. He allowed himself this one time to loose himself in his thoughts, about what would happen if one day people started noticing him, if one day, that one person he really wanted to notice him would.
He was so intent in his thoughts that he didn't realize that the meeting had ended and he was still staring at the Germanic nation.
Then, something rare happened. One of his fellow countries approached him.
"Mon amour? Is something wrong?" asked France.
"Ah! Papa! I'm sorry! No, nothing's wrong. I was just... Thinking..." the Canadian replied quietly, the way he always talked. Everything about the blonde said 'quiet' and 'shy'.
"I noticed you were staring at Prussia... Why
Muffin [Jean x Reader] (AU)More Like This
The clock strikes 12:35 PM and a muffled groan rumbles in Jean’s parched throat like a deadening motor, face buried in the refuge of his cool pillow. Layers of disorderly bedsheets are tossed over his entire frame, and yet all that’s visible is a bare leg and a dangling arm that pokes over the mattress’ edge -- everything else, covered.
Like every other late Saturday morning, he doesn’t bother to pull the smothering layers off, and if anyone were to waltz into his room they’d find nothing but a big, motionless, groaning lump in the middle of his bed. Somehow, Jean finds himself reaching toward his side with a stiffened limb, fingers searching aimlessly for an extra body to caress with his morning affection… but no one’s there to receive it.
“Argh… Damn it,” he groans tersely, as if he’s reminded
Save The Last Dance For Me [Jean x Reader]You took a deep breath as you entered the beautifully decorated hall; fairy lights were strung from the impossibly high ceilings, dotting the room with a magical air. You smiled to yourself as you stepped further into the ballroom, heels clicking on the smooth wooden floors. The room was crowded with magnificently dressed people - people in suits with ties and jackets, others in beautiful dresses that were made of fabric that seemed to be intricately crafted, with colors that shimmered in the dim lighting.More Like This
The sound of the band echoed throughout the hall, the trumpets and strings mingling perfectly to create a melodious tune that many of the patrons were already dancing along to.
You stopped near the open bar, eyes scanning the crowd for the one familiar face you knew would be here. You jumped slightly when a hand came to rest on your arm, but relaxed when you allowed yourself to look at who had joined you.
Your [e/c] eyes met dazzling blue ones that seemed to sparkle underneath the pa
Can We Talk (Jean x Reader, modern!AU)You sat on the couch in front of your TV, legs folded beneath you as you clutched a mug of warm coffee. You sat back, relaxing into the couch before taking a long sip of the warm beverage. Your mind slowly drifted back to the previous night as you sat in silence on the couch. The thought of Sasha's friends you had met and how kind and friendly they were warmed your heart. You smiled a little at the thought of them, welcoming you so easily into their close group.More Like This
'We need to meet up with them more often,' you thought to yourself.
Then, you allow your mind to drift off to yet another thought about last night, particularly a handsome young man with copper hair and honey-colored eyes.
You felt your face become warm as you recalled the feelings you had while dancing and interacting with the man last night. The feeling of his chest beneath your fingers, your head resting against his shoulder, his lips brushing against yours...
You were pulled out of his pleasant reverie,
Can We Dance (JeanxReader, Modern!AU) You entered the crowded club, vision hazy due to the fog and smoke that emitted from the corners of the room. You squinted slightly, allowed Sasha's hand to grab yours and drag you further into the club.More Like This
After dragging you to a table in the corner, you sighed, rubbing your right temple with your hand. "Sasha, is there a specific reason we're here?"
In response to your question, your best friend grinned brightly at you. "Of course there is, [first]! I wanted you to meet some of my old high school friends. I told them to meet us here, they should be here any minute now..."
As Sasha surveyed the crowded and dark building, you allowed your eyes to wander as well. Almost immediately, your eyes found a handsome looking guy leaning against the bar across from your table, facing you as his head was thrown to the side, deep in conversation with the bartender who was cleaning off a glass. The man had copper hair that was a darker brown under
What the Hell is a Kiss? Sebastian X ReaderIt’s been months since you were a maid of the Phantomhive Manor and you were fully used on the ‘crimes’ (more like the three servants’ disaster) that were committed inside the Manor. As you look into your reflection, your (h/l) (h/c) hair was tied up into a loose bun with strands of hair framing around your face and matches your (e/c) eyes making you beautiful.More Like This
You remembered the first day that you came into the manor:
“Young master, we have a guest.” The demonic butler said. Ciel motioned him to let their guest in. Then, a young woman with (h/c) hair and (h/c) eyes entered his study. Ciel stared at the unfamiliar woman and he tugged a small smile at his lips.
“What’s your name, miss?” Ciel placed his quill down as he stared at her shy face. He knew that this girl was too innocent.
“(name) (last name), my lord.” She curtsied. Ciel gave a small nod.
“And what brings you here to my mansion?” Ciel laced his
Pancakes (SupernaturalxChild!Reader)You shivered in the closet as you hid. Mom told you to get in a not to come out no matter what and it had long since gone silent. Creeks from your own weight echoed in the small storage space and you could feel your hesitant breath on the hand which you had clamped over your mouth.More Like This
A man had knocked on the door and your Papa had gone to the door whilst you were eating your pie. The man had talked about his car being broken and needed a phone- but when your Papa had let him in, his eyes had turnt a terrifying black and he hurt your Papa. The last thing you remember before being shoved in the closet was your Mom's petrified expression.
Your not sure how long you had been crouched in the same spot, your muscles ached but you didn't want to come out.
“Oh god Dean- they must have been in a lot of pain..” a new voice called, you stopped the squeak that threatened to come out but you wouldn't help the the noise the floor boards make as you shuffle back out of instinct.
Caught - Brother!Dean!Sam x Sister!ReaderHome alone. Perfect.More Like This
She enjoyed being home alone, especially when that mean't she could spend some quality time with her boyfriend.
They had moved to another town but in the previous town she had made friends with a boy in her school and they had grown close, soon beginning a relationship.
They moved towns, but not before she gave him her cellphone number and the name of the town they were disappearing to.
Her brothers were unaware of what she had done, but they were aware of her calling him in the evening to speak with him.
Now, James and (Y/N) were lying on the couch. His arms were wrapped around her securely, his head resting on her shoulder as they watched the moving pictures on screen. He lay a delicate kiss on her shoulder, his lips moving on her neck.
She smiled, sinking into his touch. She turned to face him, her lips resting on his. She moved her body to lie onto her back. His body hovered above hers. His lips attacked her, claiming her for his own.
She wrapped her arms aroun
[John X Reader~One-sided Dave X Reader] Move on (Name) quickly strode across the overfilled lunch table making sure not to make an eye contact. When almost reaching the end of the group, a boy ran right into (Name), causing both of them to fall. It was the kid with glasses, John Egbert.More Like This
"What the hell Dave!" John yelled.
John got up laughing and walked back into the crowd of people. He didn't even notice that he knocked someone over with him. (Name) quickly got up and was about to leave, but she heard a voice.
"Hey (Name) are you ok?" A girl with black hair and circular glasses asked. Jade Harely.
(Name) bit her lip giving a slight nod, turned around and left.
Exiting the door (Name) turned around to meet the gaze of Dave Strider.
"Dude did you really have to push me? It hurt!" John complained.
"Well, you did run into someone." Rose commented.
"Wait, really who?"
"It was (Name) you stupi
Team Free WillxChild!Reader- Ragtag Family (4)You woke up to Castiel standing over you. You let out a squeak, than relaxed as the fog began to lift in your mind, and you registered the fact that it was onlyMore Like This
Team Free WillxBaby!Reader- Ragtag Family (1)Dean grunted as he pulled the blade out of the ‘meat suit’ the demon had been using.More Like This
“Sammy, you good?” He called over his shoulder to his younger brother, who had been thrown against a wall by the afore mentioned demon.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” he groaned as he got up.
“Sam, Dean, we may have an issue,” a gruff voice called out from another part of the house. Sam and Dean looked at each other, than set out at a fast pace towards the voice.
“What’s wrong Cas?” Dean asked as he walked into a room.
“This.” He gestured to the bassinet he was standing in front of, and Sam and Dean joined him on either side. A young baby with (e/c) eyes and a small covering of (h/c) on her head giggled up at them. A few moments passed where only a few gurgles were heard, as the three men stared at the child.
Birthday Presents Supernatural x child reader"Sam. . . What did you get (y/n) for her birthday?" Dean comes into the motel room and slams the door shut.More Like This
The younger Winchester let out a small laugh. "I got her some clothes. . . Let me guess. you waited till' the last minute."
Dean sticks his tongue out, "No! I did not wait till' the last minute! It's all part of my gift buying process."
"Well. . . Does your "gift buying process" have an idea of what to get your soon to be six year old daughter?"
"It's not that easy?" Dean replies.
"Dude! Her birthday is tomorrow. We are heading back to Bobby's tonight."
"Fine." He grumbles. Sam looks up at him, "Seriously? You didn't get her anything? Want my opinion, get her a doll"
"No! I want it to be special."
"I'm sure it'll be special coming from her dad."
"That's not the point."
"Than what is?"
"I want her to like it."
"I'm sure she;ll like it. Besides, you don't have to buy her love."
"Whatever. Let's hit the road."
Toy Story 3 Supernatural x child readerThe end credits roll in. You look up at your father. "Daddy. Why are you crying?" He sniffles.More Like This
"These are happy tears Baby Girl. I'm happy that the toys have a home."
"Are you sure?" You ask. You move in closer to his arms and press your head against his chest. "I'm ok."
"What was your favorite part?" You look up at him and smiles. He smiles back and places a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I liked it when Buzz spoke Spanish." You both burst into a fit of laughter. "I liked it when Mr. Potato head was a pickle. He looked funny." You giggle. Dean smiles and runs his fingers through your (h/c) hair.
Sam comes through the motel door and smiles. His smile quickly falters when he notices how puffy his brother's eyes are and red his nose is. "Dean. You ok?"
Dean nods, "I can't be happy because the toys got a new home!?"
Sam raises an eyebrow and hesitates a moment before nodding. "Is he really ok (y/n)?"
You nod, "Daddy says those are happy tears Uncle Sammy." "Ok." Sam says wearily.
Night terrors Child reader x supernaturalThe wind howls. An owl hoots. Trees sway to and fro in the dark night. You whimper and clutch your stuffed animal tightly. You take a few steps, soft grass and dirt sticking to your bare feet.More Like This
"Hello?" You call out.
"Daddy?" You frown and close your eyes tight.
"Uncle Sammy?" You take a deep breath.
"I'm big girl." You tell yourself over and over. You smile and open your eyes. You frown when the dark trees towering above you open their mouth. "Daddy, Uncle Sammy?" You call out again, on the verge of tears. Something growls. You freeze and turn around. Your heart stops when you see a wolf only feet away, it's back arched it fangs dripping with saliva. A shriek of terror escapes your lips as you drop your stuffed animal and sprint in the opposite direction. "Daddy! Help!" You scream, tears rolling down your face. You glance behind you and pick up speed when you see the ferocious beast pounding its paws into the ground after you.
You keep running, knocking branches out of your way. You sc