Punk!America X Model!Reader: Professionals 3
The last shot was hot. You were in the middle of Alfred and Leon. Alfred holding your hand, kissing your temple while Leon's arm was wrapped on your waist at the back and kissing your neck.
"Good work~!" The set manager said.
"Phew..." Alfred said.
"This might get featured for a long time and get tons of sales!" said the manager.
'Is this man only cares about money???' you wondered. Alfred and Leon left together while you were left behind in the set. You'll be going to the next place not too far from here so you told Alfred not to drive you there since that set was near. You walked outside with sunglasses, hiding your identity (like a spy?) You asked yourself why you were the only one who had a tight schedule while Alfred was there, having fun! Well the answer, it was because you were the most popular model these days!!! and probably the next American Top Model...
You did the same work as you did on the other one. Poses, Poses, and never ending poses!!!
Now, Alfred who separate
Nantucket. - America x Reader.Meeting Alfred F. Jones for the first time was quite the thing.More Like This
His interesting personality; jaunty, obnoxious and definitely loud was a great factor.
With his cowlick - Nantucket and glasses - Texas; it was already like America packed in one.
And for some odd reason, his friends did call him America. Why? You didn't know.
Alfred came rushing into your room one morning after a short sleepover, as he was begging you to watch horror movies with him - but it all ended badly, with Alfred literally on you, about to wet his pants from his level of fright.
"(Name)!" You heard him yell over the top of his lungs.
"What is it, Al?" You sat up in your bed, pushing your pillow against your bed.
"Want to watch another movie?"
"Not a horror one. I don't need you pouncing on me." Alfred let out a sheepish laugh, rubbing the back of his head.
"Romance then! I know you girls love those things!" You were about to deny as Alfred pulled you out onto the sofa.
The movie started t
Cinnamon challenge (AmericaXReader)“You’re just too chicken!” Alfred cried, pointing at you. “Am not!” You shouted back and growled when he started squawking. “Prove it.” He said, a smug look on his face.More Like This
Contemplating on whether this was a good idea or not, you grabbed the cinnamon and a spoon. Alfred leant on the counter behind him, his arms crossed and watching your every move.
After sending him a withering look you heaped some of the amber spice on the spoon. You gulped once and placed the cinnamon in your mouth. Alfred smirked at you, your eyes watering as you tried to swallow it.
You managed to swallow most of it, then you collapsed on the sink. Your fumbling fingers reached for the tap but Alfred held your hands, preventing you from wetting your dry mouth.
“A-Al!!” You moaned, but he merely grinned evilly at you. Somehow you managed to rid of the overpowering taste in your mouth and groaned.
“You have no idea how bad that tastes....” You told him,
AmericaxReader: Best Christmas Ever"Hey ________ can you hand me the bundle of lights by the fireplace?" Alfred, your boyfriend of two years, called out from the living room. You stood up from the dining table and walked over to the fireplace. Your grabbed the lights and made your way to the tree. It was straight, definitely one of the best trees you've bought in years. The American beamed and grabbed the lights from you, leaning down to kiss you lightly.More Like This
"It's pretty, Alfie." You smiled at him and he silently punched the air.
"I can't wait until Christmas!" He cheered, obviously happy.
"Only one more day, hun!" You called out as you retreated back to the dining room to finish wrapping presents. That same day Alfred had prepared all of your close friends to visit your shared home on Christmas Eve to celebrate. You smiled down at the present Alfred had bought for Arthur. It was an eyebrow trimmer. You got the Brit a scarf that you knit yourself, along with cases of specialty English tea you had found in various café
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You didn't dare turn around, even if it was someone you knew. You kept running, but so did whoever was following you. 'What if they just want to beat me up while I'm in this state? Wait, why would someone pursue me with so much effort if they were just going to beat me up?!'
"Wait, dude ! Come back !" it was Alfred.
'Alfred?! He was the one following me?' you slowed down a bit, knowing he wouldn't hurt you, and he caught up to you. He latched his strong hand onto your elbow and kept you still. You struggled to get away, but man- he was strong!
"_________, dude, it's okay!" He stated. You didn't know what to do so you faced him. He was showing off a cocky grin, but his baby blue eyes were soft and sympathetic. He pulled you into his toned chest and just held you until you got yourself together enough to look straight into his eyes. "It's okay..." he whispered before he brought his lips onto yours. Your eyes got wide right away, but you quickly
America x ReaderIt had already been a month since you started your first year at university. You haven't quite gotten used to it; it is so much different than your small town high school. The crowds were bigger, the school was MUCH bigger and you spent a good hour or so everyday between classes to try and memorize what's in and around the school with little success.More Like This
But you did manage to find a good study spot while exploring. The school's library was four stories high and on the third floor had a small sitting area with chairs and couches and it was right behind the glass clock tower which gave an amazing view of (your city).
While you were studying in your spot, your mind wandered from where it was supposed to be focused, which was your textbook. You were thinking of how nice it would be to make some friends but you were kind of nervous on what to say to people so you kept to yourself for the most part. The other part was waiting for the right moment, like you wouldn't just go up to some random pers
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It was a perfect halloween night and you were waiting for your best freind America. You always had a crush
on him. He was fun to hang out with and he always made you smile and laugh. Like now with his costume making
you laugh. "America, why are you dressed up as England?" You asked between laughs.
"It's obvious. England is totally the scariest thing ever." America said with his hero smile. That made you
laugh a lot more, "I've should've known." You said when you were done laughing. "So, what are you supposed to be
_________?" America asked looking at you. "I'm a superhero." You said will doing a pose. "Something isn't right. Let
me see, ah I know!" America exclaimed.
He took off your cape and replaced it with his bombers jacket. "Much better! Now you are a superhero!" He
exclaimed giving you a thumbs up. You giggled and started dragging America towards the houses to go get some
After a while you decided to take a break. "We got a bunch load didn't we ________?" Am
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I had this idea for a bit and I needed to spill it out XD so enjoy a break from 2P!America and enjoy some awesome Alfred!
Alfred was the kind of guy everyone noticed. He was fun, outgoing, just and not to mention attractive. You however were a totally different story. You were used to being alone while he was crowded with people and friends, you sat in the front of the class but nobody noticed you because you were different. You sure were pretty, but you had different interests then other kids. While the normal girls watched Twilight or Pretty Little Liars you watched Anime or read Mangas. Not only, but you liked other good novels too. You loved to [draw/write/photograph, whatever you do] and all they could call art would be painting their nails. Of course, with all the free time you had you were also a good student academically.
You thought nobody payed attention to you, especially the coolest kid in the school, but you were wrong
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Hey guys! Yup the next part is up. sorry its not as awesome ;A; but Al is being more of a sadist around you now xD//shot//
hope you like it...
While Al wasn't in the room, you decided to make the best of being alone and think of a way to get out. Playing around and brushing your beautiful ((hair length)) ((hair color)) hair you started thinking. 'Al isn't an idiot, I can't play around him that easy, I'm also not one for good manipulation' you start to recite in your head, 'but I'm not an idiot either maybe if I start b*tching he'd grow tired of me and throw me out or just smash my head into a bazillion pieces with his bat. Option 2 is more likely'. Was there any way around this guy!? Calling anyone from your phone which was thrown a bit ago wasn't an option, you tried, but it was broken. You hear the door knob turn and you quickly straightened up.
Al, of course, came in; tossing his bat on the floor, it dripping some liquid which you obviously could tell was blood. He walke
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"Ohhh _______" The voice echoed through the dark alley, it was dark and damp outside, but you payed attention to one thing and one thing only, getting away from him.
"Come out, come out where ever you aaare" You hear as heavy footsteps splash in water on the pavement.
"YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CANT HIDE" He yells with an amused laugh, he was mocking you, walking slowly, letting you have your 'fun'
You run, your feet only a split second on the ground, tap tap tap the water drips through the pipes and onto roofs of the houses shielding the alley from the few cars driving on the road at this time.
"Here kitty kitty" his voice echo's
Your mind is driven mad, this effect, it's all happening and you're not dreaming and you hate it. You keep jogging, anything to make sure your alone. You get so tired you slow your pace, out of breath panting like a dog. You stop and lean against the cold damp brick, your (favorite color) hoodie completely wet, your (hair color) hair gently dripping the cold
Request : America x Reader - SaviourYou awoke to the sight of your saviour's eyes. You recognised those beautiful eyes ... they belonged to Alfred, the best friend you had. He looked at you with a smile. He picked you up and held you close, shedding tearsMore Like This
"Thank goodness ..." He breathed
It was then that you realised that you were in his house, lying on the sofa/couch
"What happened?" You asked
"Your house caught fire and I saved you!" He said, smiling
"Wh-what? Since when did you become a fireman?" You asked
He gave you a blank look for a moment, which turned into his famous goofy grin
"I'm not, I just saved you. They shouted at me for putting my own life at risk, but I told them that I ..."
He stopped dead. He began to blush and shake uncontrollably. You looked at him confused as his smile returned. But it was crooked ... and shy
"Hey, how about we have a pool party to celebrate the fact that you're ok?" He asked, smiling
"Don't worry, it'll just be the other Allies ... and England'll come if he knows there's
Fast Food Love (AmericaxReader)“Mommy! Mommy!” a little voice said and you felt the hem of your shirt being pulled.More Like This
You smiled down at the child beside you. “Yes, sweetie?”
Your daughter looked at you, (your e/c or Al’s e/c) orbs wide and curious. “Mommy, how did you meet Daddy?”
You blushed at the question asked to you. Fortunately, Alfred came in and carried your child, making her giggle loudly. “Daddy!” she said gleefully. It melted your heart to see them look so adorable. The face of your child turned serious once again and she placed her small hands on the face of her Daddy. “Daddy, how did you meet Mommy?”
A grin bloomed in Alfred’s face. “Well, it all started like this…”
~Flashback brought you by Gumball’s dad XD~
Alfred was walking down the street, his hands on his pockets, enjoying the view in front of him and the wind in his hair. Where is he going, you ask? But to Burgers and Pancakes (lol, I’m sorry, th
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A bubbly laugh escaped your lips as you tilted your head back with glee, leaning back onto your palms.
You were currlently sitting a in a large grassy field with your boyfriend of just over two years, Alfred, the warm sun beating down on the two of you, the soft breezy gently caressing your smiling face and blowing your [h/l] [h/c] hair back carefully.
Alfred sat with his feet on the ground, knees drawn up slightly, one arm behind him holding himself steady while his other forearm rested carelessly against his knee. His usual carefree, cheerful smile wasn't worn on his features, replaced with a more serious one though he wasn't upset by any means; he was more... contemplative. Thoughtful.
The young blonde looked at you carefully, your olive face seeming to glow with happiness as you went on to babble about something that had happened earlier that day, expressive [e/c] eyes seeming to be smiling all by their twinkiling selves as you continued your story.
God you were beautiful.
America x Reader It's Obvious The quiet Canadian sighed as he trailed behind the laughing pair in front of him. Poor Matthew was beginning to feel much like a third wheel around these two. This 'duo' he was referring to was made up of a rather annoying American and a smiling girl. A girl who currently had the Americans arm wrapped snugly around her shoulders as he rattled off about some 'hero' scheme, occasionally she would let out a delicate giggle.More Like This
The quiet boy suddenly became very interested in the two's actions. His lifted an eyebrow when (name) reached up to peck Alfred's cheek, and a smile formed on his face as he watched the blush spread across his brother's face.
How could these two not see it? How can they continue to claim their "just friends"? Matthew wondered as he continued to observe them as they walked through the quiet park.
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...in a room.
Hey wait, this is Alfred's room, isn't it? You sat up and scanned your surroundings.
A totally messy bedroom. Typical Alfred. You set one foot on the ground, and a bucket of water fell on you.
"...What the fuck?" You muttered, taking another step. Camomile Tea. You stared at the ground, poked it with on finger and a bucket of maple-syrup fell.
"Someone's taking this too far..." You muttered, standing up and making a beeline for the door. You managed to dodge all the falling buckets, but got hit by a bucket of chalk-powder.
"Whoever did this is going to find himself on a stick." You grumbled.
"I think that should be directed to you, babe."
You narrowed your eyes at the American who appeared before you. "What do you want." You snarled. "I just came to see my girlfriend~" He chuckled.
"I never agreed to be your girlfriend, Idiot." You snapped. Suddenly he grabbed your hair and slammed you against the door. "I never said you had to agree, did I?" He growled.
You glared at him
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Alfred threw the bowl full of melted chocolate across the kitchen. "Al, If you're going to destroy a kitchen, destroy SOMEONE ELSE'S." Oliver said, annoyed with the mess that Alfred made. "Shut up!" Alfred growled, Turning back to the batter of Chocolate.
Oliver sighed and walked over to Alfred, who was sulking. Looking over his shoulder, there was a recipe for Caramel-filled Chocolate. Alfred braced himself for laughter, but Oliver just gave him a pat on the back. "If you wanted to make some Chocolate, You should've asked me." He said, turning around to get his apron.
"But I thought-""Hey! No excuses, young man!" Oliver scolded, a grin on his face. "I'm going to give you a cooking lesson, So pay attention!" Alfred could only sigh in defeat.
Two hours had passed. He Wiped sweat from his forehead, he looked down at the heart shaped chocolates, all packed in a red coloured box. "See? That wasn't so bad!" Oliver exclaimed, patting Alfred's shoulder. Alfred didn't rep
2p! America X Tsundere! Reader- Prom NightJust one week away from the most important day of a high school girl. Prom. According to the prissy girls from school at least. You hated that word so much. Why should you have to buy a dress that costs hundreds of dollars just so you could wear it once for a couple of hours. It just didn't make sense to you. You would rather stay home, sitting on the couch with your favorite ice cream, and laugh at the stupid people that are wasting their time and money at a stupid dance. You hated dances that much. But knowing your mom, she wasn't going to let that fly. You are more or less being forced to go, whether you liked it or not.More Like This
"________!!!" (f/n) squealed as she almost tackled you to the ground.
"Eh?... What is it?" You asked, feeling an anime sweat drop roll down you temple.
"Matt! The Matt Williams, just asked me out to prom!"
Oh hell no.
"Ehehehe... That's great..."
"I know! Right?"
Fuck no! There is no way in hell I'm letting her go out with THAT guy. If he tries
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“What’s wrong, _____?” Al asked you as you flopped tiredly on your couch, not even caring that he had showed up in your home, touching and breaking who knows what.
With a groan you rolled your neck, trying to get out the kinks, “Life.”
“That’s no real answer.” he said, sounding slightly concerned, which was big for him,
You just remained flat on the couch, trying to get the aches and pains that came with stress out of your system. “Come on,” he said, poking you lightly in the stomach, “tell me.”
“School’s a mess, people are breathing down my neck, not to mention my parents, I’m having trouble paying rent, and things are just piling up.” you said, listing off the top problems on your Everest sized pile.
Al opened a beer, the sound washing over you and making you think of summer and relaxation, “So?”
“So I have issues.”
He nodded, taking a big g
2p!America x Sick!ReaderAl knocked on your apartment loudly, calling out as well, “Yo! _____! Come out and play, I’m bored!” He waited with a bit of a smile, thinking about you getting mad about how he only ever came over when he got bored or some stupid shit. But you took twice as long to answer, and his hand started to protest at his exuberant hammering on the door.More Like This
You opened the door a crack and said, “Go away.” Then you just started to close the door once more. And you would have closed it completely, had Al not stuck his rather large combat boot in between the door and the frame.
“Woah, did I really piss you off that bad, doll?” he asked, wondering what he’d done to deserve such harsh treatment.
Then he saw you. You were huddled up in a large blanket, cheeks and nose slightly red and otherwise very pale. “Al,” you said, trying to be stern and failing in such a condition, “go away.” It seemed as though you had caught that seasonal
My Girl - 2P!America x ReaderAl F. Jones. Blood red are his eyes, reddish-brown is his hair, and tanned is his skin. One of the most sexiest men in your high school, however he was also one of the scariest for some. He's killed many and doesn't take crap from anyone. He is 18 years old and currently has a mega crush on you, though you didn't know. He was your best friend and your crush. The both of you had met in the second grade.More Like This
You happily skipped over to a slide and waited for your turn. You were as happy as can be, your (e/c) gleaming. You stood in front of the slide and you were about to go down until, a boy named Eduard von Bock, pushed you. You tumbled down the slide, hearing your leg snap from the impact you made with your body weight, hitting the metal slide. You finally made it to the bottom falling on your face in the dirt. You wailed, at the pain in your leg. And the bruises on your body. A boy named Al F. Jones had seen the whole thing and ran over.
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“WHAT?” Al jumped out of his seat glaring at you.
Giving him an angry pout you sat on his lap. Sitting sideways you put your arms around his neck, “I said ‘what do you want for dinner’?”
“Want to go out?”
He said nothing, only flipped the channel with a click of the remote.
You frowned. “Al…Al…Al…Al...AL!”
“WHAT?” he shouted. The volume from his retort sent you off his lap. He looked down at you, not even bothering to apologize or help you.
“I asked ‘do you want to go out’?”
He shrugged and went back to watching TV. Huffing you got up and left him in the couch. Taking your purse and keys you left him at the house.
You drove to Ollie’s house. He was always nice and listened to you when you had troubles with Al.
“He’s just ignoring me all the time. I think we’re over,” you told him.
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You were bored as hell. Just like that. Your parents went out for dinner and left you home, so you could study for your tests. Like if you would. You'd studied all day long, and you just couldn't take it anymore, the math book laid open in your desk, with pencils and highlighter around it, but without you paying attention to them. The more you looked at it the more you didn't understand it.
You sighed and sat on your bed, looking outside the window. It was raining and rather cold outside, causing you to feel more bored than usual. 'God, why can't I just go and hang out with some friends?' you thought lying down and staring at the ceiling. As if someone read your mind, your mobile phone vibrated announcing the arrival of a new text message. You opened it and checked the ID. It was your best friend Alfred F. Jones.
HEY DUDE!!! WHATCHA DOING NOW? I'M SO FREAKIN BORED!! CAN'T STUDY FOR THE MATH TEST!
You giggled a little. Alfred was certainly bored, he was way too energetic t
AmericaXReader Chapter 1 ~Cruise for Love"Alfred!" you screeched as you threw open the door to his apartment and continued your sprint through the small home. You had just ran up five flights of stairs to get to his door, and were sorely out of breath –however, the news you had triumphed over any fatigue you felt from the Harry Potter movie marathon you had with Arthur the night before. You repeated his name, warning him of your presence before throwing open his door, breathing heavily.More Like This
There Alfred was, hanging upside down on his bed, reading an Avenger's comic with rapt interest. It was like he didn't even know you were there! Right as this thought filtered through your mind –high on adrenaline –I mean come on, you, a poor university student who didn't have a car and just ran all the way to your best friend's apartment complex didn't even pause for a breath before making the drastic climb up five flights of stairs to reach his room which was all the way at the end of the row –he looked up at you, glasses hanging precariousl
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'H-How did he find out!?' You started struggling, but your father held you firmly against the wall.
"Who is he?" Your father was so close you could smell the beer on his breath. You closed you eye's, a few tears escaping from your eyes.
"You know his name, isn't that enough?" you asked.
"What is he to you?" You froze, and slowly opened your eyes. Your father's face was inches away from yours.
"I-I don't really know." Your father flung you against another wall, increasing the presser on your wrists.
"Don't give me that shit." He growled. You snapped your wrist forward, hitting your father in the face. You then twisted it out of his grip, giving a better amid hit to his face. You wrenched your other wrist free and delivered a swift kick to his shin. He fell over, groaning. You watched him for a second, and then took off out the door. It was raining, and you where shocked when the icy water hit your back. You didn't think about it too long,
AmericaXxXxShy!Reader"Okay class, we have a new student today." The teacher announced.More Like This
"Is it a girl or a boy?"
"Is he hot?"
"Is she hot?"
"Where are they?"
"Okay that's enough!" The teacher yelled.
"You people are so rambunctious! You're going to scare the poor girl away."
A couple girls groaned.
The teacher walked to the door and opened it.
"You can come in now." He said softly.
She hesitated, standing at the door fiddling with her fingers.
"C-can I j-just stay out h-here?" The students heard her whisper.
The teacher laughed a little.
"Oh come now, love. How do you suppose you're going to learn if you stay out there?"
She thought about this for a second before coming to her conclusion.
"A c-camera…and t-TV?" She whispered.
"It's going to be alright. Come on."
She looked doubtful for a couple seconds, and then she slowly walked into the class with her head down.
"Okay, love. Introduce yourself."
You started playing with the bottom of you school uniform skirt.
"Speak up, love.
America x Pregnant!Reader (A little bit sad.)You started at the pregnancy test in front of you. A little + sign read on the meter. You were pregnant. Your boyfriend would surely kill you for this. He told you that he would leave you if you got pregnant.More Like This
Surely this was just a mistake. You didn't want your boyfriend to leave you. You loved him. You loved him a lot. There was the option of abortion but that was pretty much the same as killing an innocent toddler. You could give birth to him/her and then leave her at a door or put him/her for adoption.
You didn't want to do that. The baby has a life too! You quickly ran out of the bathroom of your apartment that you (proudly) owned. You went into the kitchen and quickly grabbed the wall phone. You decided that you would call the person you trusted most other then your boyfriend, America A.K.A Alfred F. Jones.
You dialed his number quickly, trying to hold your tears in. Ring, ring and then the caller picked up. "Alfred the hero here, who is it?" you heard the voice that
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You didn't waste any time as you ran home. You where already late, and being much later would result in a much harder beating. You whipped around corners, your (h/c) hair flying out behind you. You reached the front door in 5 minutes flat. You slowly opened it, quietly calling out.
"Hurry up and go to your room, I've got someone over!" You heard the voice of your father ringing out.
"Y-Yes sir!" you replied. You ran past the living room, catching a glimpse of your father sitting on the couch, with a woman. You growled, but didn't stop long enough for your father to notice. You skipped every other step, out of habit. You quickly reached your room, and quietly opened the door, belly flopping onto the bed. You sighed as you sank into the feather mattress, running your hands up and down it. Your room was the only thing in this house that didn't look like shit and you where proud of that. You rolled over, staring at the white ceiling, watching a s
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'That's what I like about her...' Alfred said to himself. You two used the elevator to get on the third floor.
"I wonder what magazine we'll be featured on?" you asked.
"New York Times." Alfred said.
"Our usual, Fashion."
He threw his arm over your shoulder, holding you close to him because it got cold when the elevator opened. The whole third floor was the whole set for the photo shoot. Everyone were done preparing, the professional make-up artists were waiting.
"Welcome to New York, Mr. Alfred and Ms. __, We are so happy to have you two here." The building manager said.
"Yea'" Alfred answered for you.
"You're late, goddamnit..." A man with black hair and green eyes made his appearance. He was wearing a punk outfit since the Fashion Theme this week was Punks.
"Hey'a bro." Alfred greeted.
"Oh? Got a girlfriend already?" the young man said.
"Stop joking." You gently pushed Alfred's face away to prevent him from kissing you. It was joke, of course.
He used tha
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You were at your apartment, reading your schedule with glasses on while drinking a cappuccino coffee. It had 14 photoshoots straight, no gaps. It was been 2 years working with another professional model living just at the next door, He's Alfred F. Jones, a punk. At first, you had a hard time getting along with him but since he was on the next door, you became close and also because you work with him as models. You both are very popular because of you two's good look and kind to others not like the other Actors and Actresses. Three minutes left till your next photoshoot. This time it'll be on New York, you heard from Alfred that there'll be a male model you two will work with, you asked him who is it but he told you you'll meet him once you got there. That person is also a Jones. A close friend but not a relative.
"__! Let's go!" Alfred shouted behind your door.
"W-Wait!" you responded. You quickly ran at the sink to place your coffee and grabbed your red bag after
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You sat on the park bench, staring into space. The soft patter of the rain on the leaves kept you from drifting off and it helped soothed the pain. You watched the events of the past hour run thru your head, each time more vivid than the last. Unable to bare it anymore, you cussed yourself out.
"Why am I so damn stupid!" you shouted, punching a nearby tree, shock waves running up your arm. You quickly pulled it back, and cradled it, the pain slowly easing. You looked down at your arm, your eyes widening. The busies seemed darker in the rain, and a few cut's had started to bleed. You gulped, and hung your head, your arm limply hanging by your side.
"(Name)?" You head shot up.
"A-Alfred." You stuttered, putting your arm's behind your back. But Alfred had already seen them. You looked away, tears pricking your eyes. You felt something drop on your shoulders. You looked back at Alfred, your eyes wide.
"Alfred." It was barley a whisper, but he heard it.
"Keep it." He mumbled, shi
Chubby!ReaderxAmerica You felt... Awkward being Alfred's girlfriend..More Like This
You weren't the skinniest, that was the problem. It was weird being the companion of a mussily guy, when you didn't even have a flat stomach.. He could've picked anyone.. Bella, Amanda, Allica, Deena, Kayla.. Anyone.. Though for some reason, he loved you. Why? You were just a chubby high-school girl. You weren't anything special to a guy like him. Sometimes it seemed embarrassing..
Did you embarrass him...?
That was one of the questions you wished dearly someone could answer. This weekend, you were asked to go with your boyfriend to one of his infamous parties. You almost declined, though you know you would feel bad later, so you said 'yes'.
"(Name)? (Naaammeee)? (NAME)!"
You were then pulled from your thoughts.
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Alfred felt awful.
Looking back at the white, shimmering dragon he felt like she looked worse than she did before. Things did not go as he originally planned. Did he even have a plan?
After brushing the snow off his face he headed back home, deeming it wasn't safe to stay out any longer because of frostbite. The she-dragon only snorted when he left, feeling she made a damn good point to the blue eyed human. It was also nice to watch him go back into the safety of his town.
The snow was weighing down your body and you didn't want to move, couldn't. Your body ached and drowsiness invaded your senses when the rush of adrenaline left your system. Even though you knew you needed to get a safe distance away you couldn't find the energy to leave. The warmth radiating from the walls was intoxicating.
Leaning heavily against the outer walls of the town you feel your eyes drift close, the p
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Alfred's first time flying wasn't as great as he imagined it to be.
"Woah! What are you- Fuck its cold!!!" The blue eyed boy shouts as you shoot up into the air, banking from side to side to avoid the freezing powerful wind currents. Though it was difficult to maneuver with him in your front arms....and not be distracted by his shouting and blind grappling at your body.
"Dammit you lizard what are you doing-!!!" He shouts again, hysteria clear in his voice.
So you dropped him.
Al was terrified, he would never admit it to anyone though. He couldn't see, couldn't feel anything other than whipping winds and the sting on snow on his skin. He didn't know what was going on. He knew that he shouldn't be struggling in the she dragons grip, but he couldn't help it. He also couldn't help the scream that escaped him when he felt himself falling.
You fluttered to a stop, turned,
America x Dragon!Reader~ Don't Even Try! (P.3)More Like This
Alfred was startled awake by a loud bang. He shot straight up, glancing at the window, though instantly regretting it as the cold air clung to his bare skin. Shivering he gets up, trying not to wake his brother in the other room and slowly pads across the cold floorboards to check out the window. Though when he got there he saw nothing out of the ordinary, only the whipping of snow in the night air.
The banging sound was the blizzard outside. It rattled the whole house. Dust was even floating down the ceiling in little puffs. Al immediately moves to the fireplace, starting a fire to warm his chilled frame, tired eyes drifting to the flames.
"Jesus its freezing..."
He feels a chill colder than the snow run down his back.
He stumbles into a standing position, frantically throwing clothes on and cursing under his breath. He didn't care if he woke Arthur at this
America X Dragon!Reader Dont even try! (P.2)More Like This
As expected, Arthur was livid with his brother. As soon as they got back home he shouted and screamed at Al until his throat was sore and his energy had run dry. Eventually they both fell asleep. Al could still feel the dull anger from his brother the next morning.
He was only excited, he wanted to tell the men at the bar, his friends, the trainers, the whole town that he found the dragon and left without a scratch. But he knew better. They would want to know where she was, try to kill her or beat her into submission. Like hell he would let that happen.
He swore he wouldn't say a word. He was just praying that he will be able to find her again.
So by the end of the day, after working with the tamed dragons, he went searching again. Secretly slipping past the guards. He goes straight to where he found her yesterday, snow crunching beneath his feet and eyes slowly adjusting t
America X Dragon!Reader Dont even try! (Pt.1)More Like This
~So this is just a drabble for now to clear my thoughts. It is based in a world where dragons exist and people go about adventuring and what not...like Skyrim I guess. Anyways, tell me what ya think!~
"America! Get back here! You shouldn't-"
"C'mon Brittan! Calm down."
Two men argued as they trudged through the thick underbrush of the forest outside of their hometown. The vegetation caught around their thick layered pants and attempted to pull them back. The elder of the two glared at his brother with glowing emerald eyes, glancing from the stony walls of the town back to the dirty blonde head of is idiot brother. It was becoming nightfall and the two were already supposed to be inside the gates. It was unsafe at night.
At nightfall the dark creatures and dragons roam the skies and earth, neither of them had any substantial weapon
Neko!AmericaxReaderNeko!AmericaxReaderMore Like This
You were just about to point out a cat, when a sudden though hit you, causing your spirits to drop. You didn't have your wallet with you. How where you going to pay the adoption fee? Today really wasn't your day.
Sighing, you explained the situation to Elizabeta, face flaming. She smiled, telling you to come back tomorrow, it was an open house when all the cats were allowed to roam freely in the lobby. Promising to return, you left, feeling slightly disheartened.
Getting into your car, you sat for a moment, wonder what to do next. After a while, you sighed, turning the car towards the nearest fast food place. With any luck, the man you were looking for would be there.
Once again, it seemed like fate had decided to give up on you. You could not find Alfred anywhere. It was strange, usually the American was always in a fast food place, eating the restaurant bare or wolfing down half of a buffet. After giving up on restaur
Werewolf!2P!AmericaxReaderWerewolf!2P!AmericaxReaderMore Like This
You knew that walking alone in the woods was dangerous. Walking alone in the woods was down right stupid. But you didn't care, you loved walking in the woods.
The fresh air and deep night sky spattered with stars was beautiful to witness. You also enjoyed the sounds of leaves and twigs crunching beneath your feet.
However tonight wasn't like the others, you could feel it, some sort of disturbance in the forest. The birds were silent, no owls called out, no mice squeaked.
Like there was a predator lurking in the shadows. Waiting and watching. Watching you.
You shivered and turned, looking behind, sure that something would be behind you. Nothing. But dark woods and an empty twisting path. No, not so empty.
Amid the dry leaves and gnarled branches lay something small and glittering. Walking over to it, you crouched, squinting in the dim light. It was a necklace, the dainty chain curled beneath a silver charm.
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“What was that? You call that breakfast?” Nickolas complained as he spat out a chewed piece of French toast. You slouched in a kitchen chair and sighed. Nickolas was proving quite difficult to win over. Oliver immediately jumped to your defense.
“Mommy’s food is the best! Don’t you dare say otherwise!” Jacques and Mogui nodded their head in agreement.
“(Name)’s an excellent mother.” Jacques said disinterestedly.
“Yeah and she-” Oliver was cut off by the sound of the phone ringing.
“This is (Name),” You answered.
“(Name), can you come down here? We just had to two kids show up and we’re full. It’s been going around the grapevine that you’ve started taking in some kids. Could you possibly squeeze in a few more?” You glanced over at your dining room table where Oliver, Jacques, Nickolas, Mogui, and Natalie were eating their breakfast.
“Yeah. I mean I
Door 2 (Cowboy!AmericaXReader)More Like This
You stepped through door number 2 and instantly got wafted in the face by a bright sun.
Your eyes tried to adjust to the onslaught of light so you could find out where you were, and finally when you could look around you gasped.
You were in what looked to be the middle of nowhere, the only thing that moved in the vast distance was tumbleweeds.
Your heart sank at the thought of you perishing out here where nobody would ever find you, you started to hyperventilate as you looked around again for any signs of life.
Your ears started to pick up soft sounds of what seemed like hoofs pounding into the dirt and you started to scream “HELP! ANYBODY, I’M HERE!”
The sound started to get louder and louder until you could see in the distance the outline of a person riding a horse.
Your heart leaped and you ran towards the stranger in joy of not perishing in the deserts cruel landscape, you pushed yourself to meet the stranger halfway.
You were panting heavily but you two finally m
Guilt: GermanyXReader"You're so scared, ___________ You're so scared of the real vorld you let yourself come to this fake " Germany hissed.More Like This
You shook your head, trying to deny it. Words had escaped you as you trembled in fear of your dearest friend. You were fighting the urge to whimper, like a dog, because out of the two of you, he was the master, you were the dog. He was going to hit you. He was going to kill you. You knew it. The fear clung to you like smoke and you could not rid yourself of it. The dark murderous expression on his face did not help you at all as you tried to deny this feeling of impending dread in your heart. You recoiled from him, but lost your footing. You trembled as he continued to walk towards her and you crawled backwards, trying to escape him.
"You're so scared of the real world, so scared of being hurt again," the man drawled on.
"Stop " you whispered.
"You're so scared of losing your friends to var " he growled, "But that doesn't mean-!"
"I said sto
Never Ever Getting Back Together: 2P!CanadaXReader"It wouldn't work between us "More Like This
That one sentence signaled the ending of your world. You stared at him with bright and watery eyes. You were completely dumbfounded by what he had said and you were sure nothing had ever caught your off guard this much. You didn't understand. He had said that he loved your, that he cared for you. He had always been there for you, just as you had always been there for him. You had caught him with another lover and now you confronted him about it. You had to know for sure but you wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Friends could give each other kisses on the check, right? Your tongue finally moved, and when you spoke, you were surprised by how calm, though quiet, your voice was.
"W-What do you mean, F-France?" you asked.
You cursed yourself for the quiver in your voice, for the hurt in your chest and most of all for the tears in your eyes. You didn't want him to see your cry, especially if he was the one making your cry. You had never cried in
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Now, you two finally made up with each other. You were seriously curious why Alfred would make a bet like that! And on the top of that, he just said love! L-O-V-E for goddamn's sake! But you couldn't imagine that Alfred's falling for you. NEVER. You both went to the airport and Alfred had someone he knew bring back his car to Washington. The next destination was... London. Again, Alfred knew something there. At first you asked him who and in one snap, you remembered that person. Yes, it's Arthur Kirkland, the British Gentleman of the United Kingdom. You met him five months ago at the office, he was really nice, a real gentleman alive, any girl will fall to his smile just for a second. For short, a ladykiller. Alfred had taken the flight to U.K and he also had someone he knew for a long drove his car back to Washington. He had reserved the first class plane, because the other planes were really crowded. How much more if one of you which was totally popular went in one of those planes? I
Fem!Prussia x Reader: My Awesome GirlfriendWarning: This is a girl x girl fic, don't like, don't read!More Like This
Fridays. (Name)'s favorite day of the week. Not only did she have no classes, but also, having the day off, she could kick back and relax. She usually went out to the park, not being one to like loud, crowded places. Also, it gave her the peace and quiet to get some sketches done.
The day started off like any Friday would: (Name) woke up at around nine, stepped into the shower and ended up thinking about her current life. It sometimes seemed like a dream, so close to perfect, and suddenly, the annoying beeping of her alarm clock would tear her from her dreamland.
Then, after thoroughly drying her long, (h/c) hair and dressing, she'd brew some fresh green tea and fill her black-and-white tumbler with it. The tea stayed pure, no sugar, no milk, no honey. And finally, after she'd put on her favorite shoes, she'd grab her sketchpad and her little pencil case, she'd leave, her German Shepherd puppy
Prussia X Reader - Now You Belong To MeYou are a small country in europe. It is ok for you, because you don't have so much stress, but the other countries ignores you. You often tried to impress them, but it was useless. So you actually have no ally, that makes you a little worry and sad.More Like This
You lay in your bed, thinking about your life and try to sleep. Soon you fall asleep, but 10 minutes later you hear a siren. Immidiately you sit up and one soldier of your country come in your bedroom and scream: "PRUSSIA IS HERE! WHAT SHOULD WE DO?"
You jump out of your bed and move into other clothes. Quickly you run to your soldiers and say: "So, I know its really late, but we have to fight for our country, right?" "Right", they all say in the same tone. "I know we can do it".
You try to make them brave and try to encouraged them, even you have doubts. A few days before, Austria called you and said something about that probably Prussia will attack you. You couldn't believe it, but nevertheless you made preparations.
After 15 minutes of
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You don't know yourself why you kissed his cheek after saying 'Goodnight' because he was sleeping so cute? Good thing he was asleep that time or else he might think it was an "invitation"
That perverted man... So, the morning had come. Alfred unbelievably woke up first. For him, his day was already completed because you were the first person he saw in the morning, he wished it'll be like this forever. This time, without you knowing it, he kissed you ON THE LIPS. Yes, he did that a lot of time during photo shoots but that kiss had lots of feelings in it. Alfred went out of the bed to get ready. He took his shower, put on his usual clothes and waited for you to wake up. Alfred was just watching you sleep the whole time, staring that cute sleeping face of yours, he even didn't wanted to blink because he might miss that adorable scenery in front of him.
'Finally...?' Alfred thought.
"... Al...?" you sat up as you yawned.
Somehow, it made him happy because it was hi
Male!Belarus x Reader - Russian Roulette *AE*RUSSIAN ROULETTEMore Like This
Pairing: Male!Belarus x (slightly Insane) Reader
Warning: just don't do this at home.
Rating: PG! 13
How about a game with me?
Will you entrust yourself to destiny?
Completely fed up with you,
I have no idea what goes through your mind.
"How about we play a game Nikolai?" you asked sweetly, smiling at your so called boyfriend who had you wrapped around his figure. You sat on his lap, your index finger twirling around the cold piece of metal wildly. A revolver with no bullets.
"What game, дорогая?" Nikolai asked, turning his head to you. His lips pursued into a thin line. A normal expression that you have come to despise. You hated when he calls you 'дорогая' or simply translated as 'love'.
"Will you entrust yourself to destiny?" you quoted, avoiding his question. You twirled the black revolver quicker in the tri
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You realized that Alfred was going out with someone you don't know. It was not like you two have love relationship but you couldn't take it anymore. You became silent in front of Leon.
"__? You okay?" It was rare for Leon to get concerned of others but this time it really caught his attention.
"__?" he called you again.
"Y-Yes? Did you said something?"
"I was asking you if you're okay."
"... Yes. Please don't mind me." you looked down and closed your eyes for a bit.
'We don't have a relationship... But why it hurts so much...?! I don't get it!'
"Leon... I'll leave now."
"Huh? Sure?" He just watched you leave. You couldn't held back your tears too, you silently cried in the elevator.
'Why? I shouldn't be crying...'
You don't know why it ached so much, much worse than divorcing. Alfred will be arriving soon to fetch you so you quickly wiped your tears off, you used your eye-drops to hide the reddish parts of your eyes. Then, Alfred arrived in a minute. You rode his car wi
RussiaxReader: Shy Little Bird part3Russia's POVMore Like This
I saw _________ pass out after Italy told her she was Siberia. I would have never believed it if it hadn't made sense. "Italy, how did you know she was a country?" I asked him. In the few days I knew her, I told her about my family, but when she tried to remember hers, it never came to her mind. She showed me a scar on the side her head that she hides with her hair. Italy stood there scared, "Well,um, I recognized her from before. She was very shy, even then. She was caught in a fight and hurt her head. She must have lost her memory then." I look at her. No wonder she seemed interested in my being a country. Germany looked at her then at me. "It looks like the meeting has been postponed. Russia, since she seems to like you zhe best. You help her vis her issue." France comes up next to her. "Aww, she iz zo cute when she iz zleeping! Why can't I help her?" he whined.
He finally looked at me and saw my angry face. "Kol,kol,kol,kol,kol,kol.." I chanted. France had a frightened
RussiaxReader: Shy Little Bird part 2You look at Ivan bewildered. He has such a large house, he must possibly be used to being alone, or at the least enjoy it. "Then why have such a large home?" you ask in your quiet,mousy voice. He looks at you with a childish stare,"I'm not sure. It's been in my family for many years so I cannot bear to leave it for too long." You look at his violet eyes with your (eye color) eyes. You get a sad expression. "Where is your family?" He picks up a picture nearby, it had three people in it. One was an extremely busty woman with short silvery hair like Ivan's, another girl was in the picture with long hair with the same color. Ivan was in the middle. "I have my sisters but they live far away. This house was given to me. I live alone." For a moment, you want to cry. A moment you forget your shyness and dig your face into his chest. You nuzzle you face near his heart. You wrap your arms around him and give him a tight hug. He sits there surprised for a moment and then he hugs you baMore Like This
Twilight: Benjamin X Reader *Lemon*It had been a few weeks since Ben and I were officially reunited. I’m staying in his room since he thought it was stupid to separate us since we are soul mates. We do everything a normal couple does: cuddle, kiss, and we go out at times when Amun lets him. We found out how the other’s life has been since we last saw each other. The only thing we haven’t done is have sex and apparently it is very important that we do that.More Like This
I found that out from a weird yet interesting conversation with Emmett and Jasper and then again with Paul and Sam. If we don’t have sex before we leave, according to them, the separation from each other would be so much worse than if we did. There would be no full bond if we didn't do it.
I guess those conversations are the reason I’m sitting on Ben’s bed contemplating everything. I don’t want to be separated from Ben again.
I feel arms wrap around my midsection. I know it’s Ben. I place my hands on his strong arms. He
Chibi!Prince!America x Chibi!Reader: When I'm KingMore Like This
"Your highness! Don't touch that! No that is not for sliding! My Prince if you would just- DEAR GOD ALFRED NOT THE PIANO!!!"
Roderich's terrified voice echoed loudly throughout the halls of the palace. Causing many of the servants to chuckle and shake their heads at the high strung Austrian and their ambitious Prince. Roderich however, was not at all amused at the young Prince's antics as said prince began to slam his small chubby hands on the keys of Roderich's favorite piano.
Alfred stuck his tongue between his teeth as he searched for the correct note, mercilessly pounding his fingers on the innocent ivory keys. "Twinkle twinkle little star!" The boy shouted over the mantra of clashing chimes. "How I wonder what you- HEY, put me down!"
Alfred's disaster of a song was interrupted by Roderich snatching the child off the velvet bench with a distasteful look. Alfred kicked against his captor, making loud shrieks of protest that were almost as bad as his piano playing. Roderi
Fem!America x Fem!English!ReaderFem!America x Fem!English!Reader Cultural Differences And More Antics.More Like This
(Yes. This time it's English reader-chan. Not british! (British isn't even a real nationality. That's like calling someone from Scotland "English". They're Scottish. That's that. I'm English. I have no Welsh, Irish or Scottish in me. So, I'm English. And, I'm bloody proud!)) Why not? I'm English and it would be pretty interesting to see how she would be around a sexy English girl. They could get up to all sorts and talk about cultural differences. There may be some lemon. But, I'm not putting a filter on it. So, if you don't like it. Simply don't read it. It's as simple as that. Don't fuck around.))
Questions about English words and phrases.
You and Emily are in your shared apartment. You're currently sitting in the living room. She's asking you questions about words and phrases in England. "What does "snog" mean
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Valentine’s Day. This holiday seemed like any ordinary day to you. You usually spent valentine’s day alone, eating ice cream and watching bad romance movies.
“Open up dollface!” Al banged on your front door until you sighed and unlocked it. Al walked in and noticed you in pajamas with a spoonful of ice cream in your mouth.
“Get dressed in something cute, we’re going out” Al ordered as he plucked the container from your hands.
“No! I’m not going anywhere!” you objected until he roughly grabbed you and carried you to your room before tossing you onto the bed and shutting the door.
“You’re going to be my valentine whether you like it or not!” Al laughed
You rolled your eyes and dressed in simple jeans and a red shirt.
“were are we going?” you asked him as he smirked
“To Oliver’s Valentine’s day party, I didn’t want to go alone” he answered as you sighed as you followed h
2p! America X Dark! Obsessive! ReaderMore Like This
Warnings: Language and some gore (what can I say? You're literally crazy for 2p America). No likey, don't read, simple as that.
You watched Al Jones saunter through the hallways, his trademark sexy smirk planted right on his face as usual. You secretly watched from your locker as he dragged his famous baseball bat along with him. His stern half-brother, James Williams, trailed behind him with all his Canadianess.
You were known to be the shyest, quietest girl at this school, never bothering to make friends to higher your social status. You didn't care, all you wanted was the baddest boy there: Allen Jones.
You loved every single strand of his chocolate, messy hair to his calloused skin on his rough hands to his tan face with bright crimson eyes. You loved him and his flaws; you loved his killing nature, his pugnacious behavior and just everything about him made you crazy.
Not the crazy that made it a casual crush but the one that made you <em>
2P!AmericaXNurse!ReaderMore Like This
As if this job wasn't hard enough. As if you had time to kill. Everyone else on this night shift seemed to sit around while you did all the real work. Now this happened.
"What do you mean I have a new admit! I already have the max of five!" you cried to the charge nurse for that night. Sometimes you wondered if your boss was personally out to get you.
The hospital hallway was brightly lit, totally white and very clean. It smelled of sanitizing solution and the looming smell of death and disease. You have gotten used to this though, being a nurse, and a trauma nurse at that.
You tried not to crack under stress but you quickly shuffled to one of the new admit's rooms without so much as a glance at the paper files, you could figure it out once you got there.
You pushed through a curtain and froze at the sight of the person in the room. It was your best friend,
and crush, Allen Jones. He stared at
2P America x Reader: No One Touches My Girl (RQ)More Like This
“Home late again I see.” You said hearing the front door open and close knowing it was your boyfriend, Al, getting back from a day with his friends. You stood in front of the sink washing some dishes from making dinner.
“Up late again I see?” You hear his voice as you felt his arms wrap around your midsection as he rested his chin on your shoulder. You smiled turning your head towards him.
“I was waiting for you to get home. I made dinner.” You felt him look over seeing his favorite meal on the stove top in a plastic bowl waiting for him. You heard him sigh as you turned your head to him again. “What’s wrong?”
“This is the third night this week you made dinner and I missed it because I was out with those dumb asses.”
It was try you missed Al when he was out causing trouble with his friends but you didn’t want to stand in the way either. “It’s fine, Al. I just…”
“It’s not fine, _
Apollo!America X Musician!ReaderI stared in admiration at what was once the Temple of Delphi.More Like This
To think that over a thousand years ago people from all over the ancient world came here to pray to the god Apollo and ask for answers from the oracle. I fixed my braided hair, adjusted my kaki messenger bag, and started up the steps, feeling the warm rays of the early-morning sun on my back. It was a beautiful summer morning, the sun was shining and there was not a cloud in the sky. It made me feel like I was being watched over by Apollo himself. Unbeknownst to me, I really was.
Apollo watched as the (h/c) haired woman strolled through his temple at Delphi. His golden hair with its ever present cowlick shining in the light of the sun and his sapphire eyes were transfixed on this maiden, as he watched her on the clouds of Mt. Olympus. She was beautiful! Her (e/c) eyes rivaled the stars and her face was carved by Aphrodite’s
Nice Guys America x Reader~'Nice guys finish lastMore Like This
that's, why I'll treat you like trash
It's not what I really want to do but
You only date bad guys so, I'll give it my best try
to treat you the way you want me to'~
You were so excited for your with your long time crush, Alfred. He was always so sweet and happy all the time. You loved it! It would be good for you to get back into the dating game. It was a month after breaking up with that egotistic Prussian! He was considered a 'player' or a 'bad boy'.
You wore your (f/c) top with your (f/c) skirt and black heels. You curled your (h/l) (h/c) and put in your lucky hair clip.
Once you were ready to go, it was about time for Alfred to pick you up. He arrived about 30 minutes later and irritatingly knocked on your apartment door. You answered it with a smile but it faded in shock when you saw what he was wearing. His dress shirt was half open with a shiny gold chain attached. His ripped blue jeans falling off his waist and his nike sneakers covered in dirt.
YukixReader: Prince CharmingMore Like This
“Is there anything else I can do to help Tohru?” You asked taking the plates down from the cabinet.
“No, I just finished.” Tohru answered turning off the stove. She picked up the first plate and started to plate the food she had made for dinner. You had done a bit to help her, but mostly it was Tohru.
“At least let me help you carry the food to the table.” You offered.
Tohru smiled. “Alright.” She finished plating the food. Then the two of you carried the food into the living room where Yuki, Kyo and Shigure were waiting. You had been staying at Shigure’s place for four months. You were a relative of Hatori and had moved in with him after your parents passed away in a car crash. Hatori was the closest relative you had and he had agreed to let you stay with him.
You had learned about the family curse when you hugged Hatori, as a thank you for letting you stay with him, and he turned into a seahorse. You had freaked out not knowing wh
Yuki X Reader Part 3Last Time~~~~More Like This
"Kyo, I like Yuki."
"You what!!!!!" screaed Kyo. "I said that I LIKE YUKI!!!!" screamed (Y/N) back to Kyo. Kyo became dazed and apparently stopped breathing for a couple of minutes. "Kyo are you alright." (Y/N) said curiously. "No I am not all right why do you have to love that damn rat... why him... why alwasy him." mumbled Kyo. You looked at him with sad eye "I am sorry Kyo but for some reason I just love him. I can't explain it but I think it is love." Kyo looked at you, "You think it is love or you know it is love." You just stood there now confused as ever.
*Yuki's inner thougths*
Uhgg you IDOIT why did you leave them alone. Nevermind it is obvious that (Y/N) I mean Miss. (L/N) doesn't like me. Why am I so frustrated ughh... why him... why does it alwasy have to be him, that stupid cat for goodness sake. No I need to forget this and move on. Yeah that right move on frget (Y/N) I mean Miss. (L/N).
*Outside Yuki's thoughts*
Sweden x Reader - Not Your WifeSweden x Reader Not Your WifeMore Like This
______'s eyes scanned the lunch hall carefully, grinning. Now, where was her favourite bunch of misfits ? Ah, there they are! Sitting in the corner of the large room, they were mostly hidden by other people.
She took a step towards them and, immediately, her ears were assaulted by a loud voice from behind her. '______!!' A body collided with her back and if she hadn't been already used to this behaviour, she would've fallen over. As it was, she pin wheeled spectacularly but managed to regain balance.
'Allison!' Her best friend laughed at the exclamation and got down, settling for just hugging her from behind. Now ______ joined in, chuckling at her friends antics.
'Are you going to sit with us today?' She asked, big blue eyes glittering with hope.
"Us" referred to only one other person, excluding Allison, her name was Julchen. Ever since one fatal History class, Julchen had been claiming she was from Prussia and not Germany like her sister, Luis
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You smiled to yourself as you sat outside, bathing in the soft sunlight, enjoying its feel on your skin. You were happy today; you were feeling good and were happy to be up and out of bed. Yes, you had been in bed quite a bit lately.
"You're getting kind of heavy you know " you said with a bit of a giggle, running your hand over your stomach.
Yes, you were now nine months pregnant and could hardly believe it; it felt as though the pregnancy had flown by but at the same time it felt like it had lasted forever yeah that probably made no sense to anyone but you.
You had been married to Sweden for two years now and had so far had very few altercations and marital issues; you had chosen the right man for certain; you got along like bread and butter. After a couple years on birth control, you both decided that you would like to try for a baby. Well actually, shockingly enough, Sweden was the one who brought up having children.
You had always known Sweden was a loving person and wou
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It was another world conference today; which meant more of America going on about being a hero, England arguing with him, France jumping in to argue even more, almost all of the other countries being useless, and then Germany finally yelling to try and control the chaos.
Honestly though you couldn't care less about any of that today; you were far too distracted. You had a goal and a plan in mind for the day
'Today is the day for sure this time.' you thought to yourself. 'I'm definitely going to tell him today exactly how I feel! No chickening out!'
Yes you were giving yourself a mental pep talk. Today you going to try to confess your feelings to your childhood friend something you had been trying to do since you were twelve years old.
"____________! Dude!!!!" a voice shouted from behind you.
You had barely managed to turn yourself around, when you were pulled into a ridiculously tight hug.
"Agh! A-Alfred you're crushing me!" you choked.
"Oh!" he exclaimed, pulling away
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Lizzie grinned and repeated, "I think we should marry soon!" Ciel just sat there, staring at Lizzie with his mouth agape. You couldn't help yourself, you just started to laugh. "Haha! Oh, goodness, Lizzie! That was a good joke! Hahaha....ha...Oh."After seeing her serious expression you realized that for once, Lizzie wasn't joking. "Y-you....weren't kidding..?" Lizzie shook her head and turned to Ciel. "Let's talk about this in your office, Ciel." As she walked away, Ciel looked towards you with a look of horror on his face. You giggled and gave him a sympathetic smile. After Ciel took his leave, you sighed. "Wow...Lizzie and Ciel together...MARRIED! I can't believe it!" You said softly. You chuckled at the thought, it seemed ridiculous considering that you all were only twelve or thirteen. You closed your eyes and hummed in thought. "What are you thinking about Miss (Name)?" Said a voice. You opened your eyes to see a red-headed maid with broken glasses. Be
Brother!England x Reader - Chapter 1More Like This
I walked around the house pacing back and forth. America was causing so much trouble for me, and it was going to cause little __ some issues too... I know Scotland wont watch her, neither with Ireland or Wales...damn. Last thing I wanted to do was bring her with to war. I sighed and walked down the hallway to __'s room. I heard her giggling as she stomped around the room. I knocked on the door gently then peeked my head in.
"Ma'dam, may I enter?"
She squealed in excitement, "Mmhm! Big brother, I was just playing hide and seek with Mr. Bon Bon!"
Ah, Mr. Bon Bon... that was her stuffed horse. Her first toy ever, and she never knew that the toy was originally mine...
Dammit, don't get caught up in thoughts right now!
"I'm sure you are having plenty fun, but we have to go for awhile, bring Mr. Bon Bon and some of your things, sweetheart..."
"But why? Oh! Are we gonna visit Alfred?!"
Canada x Abused!Reader: Scars 1~*~*Canada x Abused!Reader: Scars 1More Like This
"I hate this! I'm your only daughter, the daughter thats been here beside you this whole time, and you come here and treat me like shit!?"
Everyday. Everyday he would wake you up in the dead of night and just beat you down. Ever since your mother left he would drink, get wasted, or take drugs. At first he had control over his actions and would never touch a hair on you.
'But things always change' you thought.
"Shut the fuck up! I'm sick of hearing your voice! You ungrateful child!". He gave another hard slap across the face.
Tears stung your eyes. You missed the old dad. The dad that would help you in any situation, the dad that would take you out for icecream when you make good grades, and the same dad that would give you hugs and say 'I love you' than rather beating you with whatever he could find. He's disappearing without a trace, leaving a cruel replacement behind him.
"No, FATHER, I'm the one who should be saying those word
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
2p!America x Reader: A Crazy PlanMore Like This
“He’s so cute….” You murmured during class as you sighed dreamily and stared at Al Jones, the school’s bad-boy and hottest delinquent. You honestly can’t remember when you crush developed, but you knew you would never stop.
“I know….” Your best friend Lenore grinned and pulled her lollipop out of her mouth with a noticeable popping sound until you noticed she was fixated on Al’s more cheerful brother, Oliver.
“I meant Al” you playfully nudged her as she snapped out of her trance.
“You can keep him, I call dibs on his brother” Lenore giggled
“I really wish he would notice me” you muttered as you played with your mechanical pencil and tapped your desk with it.
“And I wish I was Oliver’s type” Lenore frowned as you raised a curious eyebrow
“He has a type?” you asked
“Apparently he has a thing for girls who like pastel colors” she sighed and scanned he
Ciel Phantomhive x MAID READER - Part 3More Like This
The bright full moon illuminated the pitch black night. The Phantomhive manor was both quiet and still. The only light that was lit in the house was in the young master’s room. An owl hooted and landed on a branch in front of Ciel’s window.
Tossing and turning, he couldn’t sleep. Ciel got up and put on his medical eye patch to cover up his contractor’s seal. He grabbed the candle on his bedside table and began to head down to where his beloved, injured maiden was.
The young master reached the basement and stood in front of your door. He softly cleared his throat and knocked gently,
“Reader, are you awake?” he whispered through the door.
You slowly opened your eyes and immediately felt a sharp pain on the lower right side of your stomach. You inhaled through your teeth and exhaled slowly. The pain was too much for you to handle. You recalled what had happened:
Alois had pointed a gun at my beloved young master..
Without giving Ciel an answer,
Ciel Phantomhive x MAID READER - Part 2More Like This
Days and nights have passed since your last interaction with your beloved young master. His words of confession were uttered as his arms were wrapped around your body. His kind words were whispered to your ear and was dedicated to you, and only to you. Even though he looks cold, he has a warm heart that was enough to melt even the coldest creature that ever existed.
However, the young master you knew that afternoon, was now gone. He had left for a business trip to Italy and was scheduled to come back next week. It has been two months since you’ve last seen him. The last memory you both shared was of the time at your room. And just like the fresh wind that passed through, he was gone along with Sebastian.
The manor stood quiet and still. The other servants still lay asleep at four o’clock in the morning. Without the young master, the servants (including you) have had a casual schedule. You sat at the edge of your bed, looking up at the ceiling. Not a day or night has
Ciel Phantomhive x MAID READER - Part 1More Like This
Please remember that when they mention 'reader', they are referring to you
The darkest hour approached and you were still awake--tossing and turning uncomfortably because of how cold the basement was. Knowing it was useless to try and sleep, you decided to stand up and get ready for work.
Another maid worked alongside you, Mey-rin, but she was still asleep—everyone was still asleep, including the young master you treasure so well. He picked you up from the gutters and gave you a shelter in return to you serving him. It has already been 3 months since you arrived at the manor. Although you were working as a maid, you two were roughly the same age.
You put on your uniform and hair up in a tight bun. Lighting a lantern, you made your way through the manor.
You dropped by the kitchen and bit on a loaf of bread and drank some water. After that, you mopped and swept the floors, waxed the staircase, dusted the furniture, and arranged the china. By the time you were finished the chore
Ciel x reader: His Angel Chpt. 1More Like This
It was a sunny day in London and you were taking a stroll through the town with your maid Kathryn. You both walked silently through the streets, as you played with your hair in boredom. You sighed, and stopped on the path to look at your maid.
"Kathryn, do we have anything planned today?" You asked with annoyance in your voice.
She smiled lightly at you annoyed facial features, before replying. "We're heading somewhere right now actually. You're suppose to meet your Uncle at the local Cafe in about an Hour. Something about planning you Father's Funeral plans."
"Ugh, how boring. I care about my Father, but why does my uncle have to be the only other adult in the family." You said while looking back down at the street. She only gave you a sympathetic smile.
Kathryn has been with you ever since you were a baby. She was practically like a mom to you since your real mother died after your sister was born. You were only eight at the time. She was one of the most kindest people y
.:2P!America x Reader:.More Like This
'Damn Michael stole my iPod' you were currently walking over to your friend Michael's house. And yes, he stole you iPod during class. 'Just wait till I get my hands on him' you thought walking up to his door. Michael was a scary person. Always wearing his shades and carrying around a hockey stick. The day he met you he actually said 'You my new friend'. At first you said ok because you were scared of him, now you were just AS scary. "MICHAEL WILLIAEMS OPEN UP THIS GODAMN DOOR AND GIMME MY IPOD!" You yelled banging on the door. The door opened but it wasn't Michael. It was a guy with dark brown hair, ruby red eyes and tan skin. "Shesh doll, Anger management much?" He said looking in disgust. "Rude much?" You said giving a similar glare. "Where Michael?" "Hold on" He said walking inside. "YO A**! SOME CHICKS AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!" He yelled up stairs. "IM COMING DAMNIT!" Michael yelled.
Once he got down stairs he just gave his usual smirk at you "Hey __
Romano x Depressed!Reader -Juliette-More Like This
>She's got houseplants,
>To keep her company.
>I bought her a goldfish
>She named it after me.
>We look at old photographs,
>Of lovers come and gone
>Ask her if it makes her sad
>She says "Son you've got so much to learn."
We were quite the couple. Always goofing around, no matter where we were. Other countries probably thought that I was a basket case, since I'm not usually like that. It's just what we were. Who we were. ____ and I, we were infinite. It was easy to tell that she left an imprint wherever she went. When I brought her to a world meeting one day, I have a feeling that even Sweden fell in love with her.
She was an interesting girl. She had a few houseplants, and I helped her name all of them. Sometimes, I could hear her talk to them, and I could understand. It could get lonely in that apartment of hers. So one day, I came over with a goldfish. She was so happy to have a little friend to keep her a bit of company when I'm not there. And to thank me, she covered me in kisses
I Want to Forget that Day"This must have been a a nightmare. Nothing but a bad dream. They can't hurt me." Alfred repeated to himself over and over. ''And on my birthday, too, how unheroic is that?'' he whined. "I'll call Arthur." he decided after a few moments. "He always knows how to make me feel relaxed." he reasoned. "Heh. I'm still acting as if he's my big bro... Seriously, I need to be a hero and not be so dependent on him..."More Like This
Alfred tried to call Arthur. Multiple times. He was always greeted with the same message, from the same monotonous voice.
"The number you are trying to reach does not exist."
''WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN? IS THAT A SICK PRANK OR SOMETHING?'' he yelled, throwing his phone on the wall, twenty three attempts later. ''Maybe I should try calling Canada... He might have an idea on what's happening...''
Canada picked the phone quickly, as if it was next to him. ''Yes? What is it, America?'' he asked, hoping for the first time in years, that his brother would boast about his birthday, ra
Waiting in the Rain [Romano x Reader]More Like This
Was she an idiot?
He watched her through the window, angrily stirring his cup of coffee. It was absolutely pouring out there, will the rain coming down in relentless streaks that the outside world was almost a blur. It didn’t help that the café carried such strong scents of coffees and teas while the shaky outline of a girl shivered. Running an irritated hand through his hair, he criticized himself for even worrying about her. He didn’t know her…and it was the idiota’s own stupid fault for not having an umbrella.
Why didn’t she just leave? Why was she still standing there?
Lovino pushed the coffee aside. He wasn’t even sure why he ordered coffee anyways, it was bitter and he didn’t like the taste of it. Just the way he didn’t like the way that ragazza was freezing outside in the rain. Sighing, he donned his wet coat and brought his umbrella with him. The coffee sat on the table,
One Step CloserMore Like This
Romano had seen Spain dance by himself many times, usually at night in the spacious garden underneath the full moon, but as of late Romano had this nagging feeling of wanting to know why. Why dance by yourself? Didn’t the idiot know you needed a partner? Spain had taught him how to dance when he was living with him as a child but he had never really paid attention. He had just let Spain hold him in his arms and spin around the room.
Now, however, something seemed different. It was infuriating and irrational but damn it all, Romano needed to know why he felt the need to dance at all. Romano brushed his hair away from his face before stepping out into the garden and up to the dancing Spaniard. There was no music, just the crickets and soft rustle of the leaves.
The moon was full and cast everything in a soft pale blue light that made everything seem innocent and pure.
“What are you doing?” Romano asked his arms crossed across his chest. Spain halted in his graceful move
The thief of hearts FINALEMore Like This
The silence was hanging upon the prison, it seemed like nothing could break it. Only your silent breathing kept disturbing it, but only a little. The guards had left you sleeping and had all ventured to the more comfortable rooms of the prison, where they were no doubt drinking and playing cards, having fun while you slept, awaiting your execution that couldn't be avoided. Even the little hope you had that someone would rescue you had faded long ago.
Though little did you, or the guards, know that the silence and peace would soon be invaded by agonizing screams of death, as outside the guarded gates stood a pirate, his swords drawn, moonlight reflecting off the metal. His face was a mix of a glare and a smirk of a monster about to get his prey. He had his eyes fixed on his victims- the two unfortunate guards left outside to guard the gates. But then again, the group of guards inside won’t be too lucky either, their death would just come later. And it had always been said that rat
Seats RomanoxMute!ReaderMore Like This
"May I take this seat?" A suave voice asks.
Scrawled writing on a notebook.
"Tell me, why is a pretty woman like you sitting alone?" the voice flirtatiously said.
'I'm not sure', the note read.
"Oh, do you like the peaceful atmosphere?"
More words were scribbled down.
"Absolutely, has anyone ever told you how breathtaking your eyes are?" the person gazed at your eyes.
"How come? I'm sure you're just being modest!"
'Who talks to a lady who can't speak?'
"As long as there's a voice in your writings, there is still a person lingering there."
"So, what's your name?" the person asked
"What, a lovely name! Mine is-"
___ stood up and continued to write.
'I'm sorry, I have to go, hopefully I can catch your name tomorrow?'
"Alright beautiful, I'll be waiting." he waved goodbye and left as well.
"I hope she's here like she promised me." the person said hopefully.
The man waited outside, looking for t
EnglandxReader The girl who hated tea CH1More Like This
There he was... A cup of tea raised to his perfect lips, emerald eyes closed as he held the cup in place, lips parted just the slightest bit. He was taking his sweet moment to feel the scent of Earl Grey in his nostrils, the smell familiar and heavenly to him. He looked so at peace... He looked like he had been frozen in one perfect moment for an eternity.
Gently, your pencil slipped over the tattered paper of your ancient sketchbook, leaving behind another black line. Your eyes scanned the end result of the picture you had been working on. His eyebrows were too thick-you realized. Under the mop of wild, blond hair that decorated the head of the man in your picture, sat a pair of thick eyebrows. But to your surprise they hadn't ruined the picture. In fact, the man looked actually rather handsome with those eyebrows.
"What's his name?"
Your turned your gaze towards a friend of yours, who was staring at the picture intently, trying to figure out how you could just make up a person like t
Thief of hearts CH6More Like This
Heavy eyelids were lifted off tired orbs, which were instantly taken over by confusion. The cracked ceiling, covered by droplets of water didn't seem familiar to you- in fact, the last thing you remember was running from the forest...
You turned your head and were forced to squint as the bright glow of the torch made its way into your eyes. The first thing on your mind was that Arthur had kidnapped you and thrown you into some old, abandoned prison, but as soon as you turned your head to the other side you realized that it wasn't the case.
You were right about being in prison as your view was blocked by iron bars, but it was what you saw behind them that scared you. A guard sat there, lips forming an arrogant smirk in your direction. That uniform... there was no mistaking- you were captured by someone in the British navy... They were going to take you back to your father... Make you marry Francis! ... Or perhaps it wasn't all that bad... After all, Francis seemed like a decent guy, or
The crooked man hetalia version Chapter 1There once was a crooked manMore Like This
And he walked a crooked mile
He found a crooked sixpence
upon a crooked stile
He bought a crooked cat
Which caught a crooked mouse
And the all live together
In a little crooked house
"Whew! finally, things look tidy in here!" Frances said
"That should be that, is there anything else we can help with, Arthur?" Michelle asked innocently
"No, I'm fine. Sorry for making you guys help me move." I said as I rubbed the back of my neck, "And thanks for showing me the place, Frances. I'll have to make it up to you sometime!"
"That would be nice. The three of us could go out drinking, or you and me could do something a little more fun Angleterre~! Honhonhonhon!"
"Oh come on what was that for, you hurt big brother's feelings."
"How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling yourself big brother!"
"Oh come on, you're always so up tight."
"Frances is a little right, can't
Crookedman Hetalia version Chapter 2, Part 1 And so with the address in hand and his destination set, Arthur set off to the hotel. The hotel looked old and long abandoned. The yards were out grown and out of control. Surely no gardens men would allow their yard to get this out of hand. It had an eerie feel to it but it was calling Arthur, drawing him to it.More Like This
Well it got dark quickly. This is the place, I'm sure of it. It's a pretty big hotel. Wouldn't it take a few hours to search the entire place, but if he's here then it can't be that hard to find him, right?...... Well the place won't search itself.
The board next to the entrance read 'Hotel Ruhenheim'...Giving you a serene stay I walked inside only to find the place completely empty. But everything looked in order, except for the thick layer of dust. It seamed like the workers just one day up and left.
I explored the hotel and came to find that most of the doors were p
Love Letter [America x Reader]More Like This
You shuffled some textbooks into your locker and took out the binder you would need for your next class. You were walking towards your specific class when you felt another presence next to you.
"Hey [Name]! Heading to History?"
"Hello yourself Alfred. And yes I am, want to walk together?" you asked, since you both had the same class.
When you entered, you took your seats next to each other and listened to your teacher drone on about something. You didn't pay much attention to your History class, but still got good grades because your friends were actually countries. But no one knew that except yourself.
Your teacher proceeds to take out a world map and show it to you. A few seconds into his lecture, you and a fellow American burst out in laughter.
"May I ask what is so funny Miss [LastName]?" your teacher asked sternly, obviously not pleased at your interruption.
"R-Russia's on top of C-China with Mongolia in t-the middle!" you replied, still laughing your head off.
Bored? Play The Pocky Game! [America x Reader]More Like This
Boredom was spelled B-O-R-E-D-O-M. You were bored out of your mind. You were literally desperate enough to do anything.
Pretending to have some tea with your stuffed [FavAnimal] named [CoolName], you put on a British accent modeled after a certain English friend you had.
"Why 'ello [Sir/MissCoolName], lovely to have you join me for a spot of tea!"
"THE HERO HAS ARRIVED!"
The door to your bedroom slams open to reveal a very excited American. You give him a look and continued to pour tea for your stuffed animal.
"Aww...no hey or anything?" his mood saddening, looking at you with puppy eyes.
"Hey Al! Thank goodness you're here! I'm sooooooo bored~!" you tossed your stuffed [FavAnimal] somewhere and proceeded to build a house of cards.
"Awesome! The Hero will save you from boredom!" he exclaimed triumphantly.
"Here," you passed him half of your deck, "Start building with me."
Finally after some hilarious scenes when your tower collapsed, it stood with all glory and majesty a
Over the line (AmericaXReader)You sat, your face set in a determined way as your hands gripped the edges on your chair so hard your knuckles were white. Your friend Alfred, who was also known as one of the scarediest of scaredy-cats on the planet, was showing you a horror story.More Like This
Usually he would try to get a scary film on, preferably one he knew by heart. That way he’d be able to plug his ears and close his eyes at the jumpscares or the like, whilst you screamed your head off. He cheated that way because well to put it bluntly; he didn’t want to seem ‘weaker’ than you.
So he sat himself through horror marathons, paraded ‘fearlessly’ through haunted mansions and played scary videogames in the dark until he knew said article of fear by heart. All so that for a change, you could grab onto him and rely on him when you were scared and he was not. He wanted to change from the way you both grabbed each other in unison whenever something jumped out at you.
The story was told via pictures
No longer morning (AmericaXReader)You sighed, playing with your fingers as you waited for the lunch break to end. Not that you didn’t like your break time, it was just that it was so boring without Alfred around. He hadn’t turned up in the morning, so you guessed he was probably sick or something.More Like This
Then again those videogames of his were also a possibility... As you listened to the music coming from your headphones, you closed your eyes. Hoping to get a bit of rest at least, you hummed along with the song gently, your breathing evening out.
When something heavy leaned on your side, you opened one eye irritatedly to see the cause. “Oh hey Alfred.” You mumbled when you saw the American sitting next to you. “Good morning....”
Laughing quietly, you prodded him in his stomach, making him contract it quickly. “It’s not morning anymore.” You told him and his eyes widened in realisation.
“That would explain why everyone’s so energetic....” He clutched his h
Scare me again and I'll- (AmericaXReader)You hummed to yourself as you continued to kick some butt on Pokémon. Wrapped up in a blanket tightly, you were sitting at your desk. You were so concentrated on your game that you didn’t hear or see Alfred sneaking up on you.More Like This
He smirked, pulling on the mask he’d bought for this special occasion. He knew how much you disliked getting jumped, but it was funny as hell. Also he adored the expressions on your face, so he wouldn’t stop scaring you just yet.
He grabbed hold of your shoulders and you shrieked loudly, dropping your ds to the floor and falling out of your seat. His loud laughter filled the room as you struggled to get out of your cocoon. “Dammit! That’s not funny!”
He shook his head, falling backwards onto your bed. “N-No! It most definitely is!” He crowed with laughter, clutching his sides. You growled at him, feeling tears prick your eyes. Why was it always like this with him?!
No matter how many times you’d earnest
AmericaxReader: Never gonna be alone'Time, is going back, so much faster than I,More Like This
And I'm starting to regret not spending all of it with you...'
Alfred sighed, the end of his senior year in high school came fast. Much faster than he wanted it to in fact. He looked over at (name), his best friend. He barely spent any of the second semester of school with her, which made him even more depressed than he already was, reason being that he thought they would be going their seperate ways for college and not seeing each other ever again.
When the end of the day came, he went outside, walked to (name) and smiled, then said, "Hey (name)!"
(Name) turned and looked at Alfred with her (e/c) eyes. Her (h/c) hair that was tied back in a low pony tail, draped over her shoulder when she turned. "Oh," She said, then smiled, "Hey Al!"
"Hey..ummm...I..I have to tell you something (n-name).."
"Okay. What is it?" She tilted her head, then looked confused when Alfred suddenly pulled her into a
Papa!America xYoung!Reader- Daddy's little cowgirl*Age 6*More Like This
Alfred was just coming home from work, but only to find Arthur frantically searching around the house. "Hey dude," Alfred said, "What's wrong?"
Arthur looked over at the tall blonde with a worried expression on his face. He quickly walked over to the American and said, "I can't find (name) anywhere! I've searched all around the house, the back and front yard, and the pool shed! She isn't in any of those places!"
Alfred began to think a little, then asked, "Have you checked the storage room? She likes to go in there sometimes." He watched as the Englishman shook his head, then started walking in the direction of his storage room. When he was close, he could hear rummaging through boxes and clicking on the floor. 'She must have found a pair of her mother's old heels,' he thought before looking through the doorway.
Instead of finding (name) in a pair of her mother's heels, he found her in his old cowboy hat along with his old vest and boot. Seeing this caused him to laugh a little
AmericaXReader Names ONESHOTAs you walked with the American, you hummed to a familiar tune.More Like This
~La da da da, La da da da da da~
You looked up to see Alfred smiling at you sweetly.
"W-w-what? What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?" You panicked.
"Dude, calm down! I was just listening to your singing!" He laughed as the two of you sat down on a public bench. You looked around the park and couldn't help but to smile. On the playground there were three little boys playing. One blond with sleek blond hair, one with messy brown hair and one with short black hair. Then, the little brown haired boy fell and he started to cry. Before you could even get up to try to help him, Alfred was already right next to the boy, helping him stand. As you walked closer, you could hear their conversation.
"Hey, why are you still crying?" He asked.
"B-b-b-b-because it hurts!" He bawled.
"What's your name?" You asked.
"Well, Feliciano, do you know what you name means in Latin?"
"It means happy, luck
Daddy!AmericaXSick!Child!Reader-Half A Brain Ever since America could remember he had always wanted a child. He dreams came true the day (Name) was born. His wife sadly, a few months later got sick and died. Though his wife had died he was still a happy man. He had a daughter. Seeing at how (Name) was born such a happy, healthy baby girl, he thought nothing could go wrong. Sadly sometime after she turned 3, she began having seizures. The seizures never seemed to end, and were very violent. America had been to many doctors and had tried many medications. Nothing seemed to work, and he was getting tired of lack of answers. Soon, America took her to expert and got (Name) a brain scan, what the doctor said nearly broke his heart.More Like This
(Name) had a rare condition called Rasmussen's Syndrome. She was going to have to go through a daring surgery. This surgery had many risks and complications. They were going to removed the left side of her brain. It was only a week before t
AmericaXReader- Bonfires and Drunk Beach Parties"Daddy! Daddy!" A girl's cheerful voice chirped, followed by soft footsteps the were running to find the person she was calling.More Like This
"Ye- Uff!" The girl's father start, but was quieted when he felt her headbutt his stomach.
He stumbled to the floor, catching his giggling daughter on the chest.
"Haha! I made you fall!" She shouted. Even though she was 13, Natalie was a daddy's girl that took after her father's childishness.
"He, I guess you did," Alfred stood up, holding the girl to his height. "So, whaddya want? Hungry?"
"Uh-uh," Natalie shook her dirty blonde head. "I just had a question."
"OK, what?" He set her down in the living by the couch, where his on-again-off-again girlfriend-turned-wife, _____, was sitting, reading like the bookworm she was.
"How did you and mom meet?"
"Uhh...." Alfred froze, then glance at ______, who was also panic glancing at him.
"Well...That's kind of a long and very strange story." ____ set her book down and rubbed the back of her head.
"Well, i've got plen