CanadaxReader Part 1
A few tears ran down my cheeks as the thought of my friends being left behind clouded my mind. My parents recently got a job, very far away, so now I have to move. To Canada. Canada of all places! I mean couldn't my parents just be normal and just find another job in the US of A like /most/ people do?
"_____! Are you ready yet, cher~?" My father poked his head in my room, his long blonde hair flowing beautifully as usual.
I swear I think he steals my shampoo.
"Y-Yeah Papa. I'm I'm almost done." I sighed sadly as reached up to wipe away my tears from my face. My hands wrapped around the last thing I need to pack. A large polar bear that my mom gave to me along time ago. When I was about 5 years old.
I heard Papa take a deep breath and step into the room, bringing me into his chest for a hug. My arms hung limply at my sides since I was to upset to hug him back. I really don't want to move
A kiss was planted on my head and he placed his hands on my face, forcing me t
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The parking lot Francis turned into was full of cars. Apparently this Old Rome place was very popular. To you, the building itself seemed to resemble the Olive Garden buildings. Tan stones, tiled roof, lovely flowers and Italian music made it enchanting and have it a thoroughly Italian feeling. The setting sun threw an orange and pink color across the sidewalk as you headed toward the door.
You came to a stop behind the line of people but Francis took hold of you arm and little pulled you forward, past the line and into the building. "What are you doing?" you asked, shifting nervously under the glares of the people in line.
"I have some connections here," he said smugly as he pushed open the doors.
"Connections?" you were discovering that it was very much like Francis to have connections, especially in the food industry.
"Friends really. There's a very thin line that can be traced between my family and his. Somewhere very, very far back in our family trees we have the same ancestors."
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From your side of the window, you sat petting Nera and stealing glances at Heracles out if the side of your eye. He was very handsome.
Ever since the first night you and him had talked on the window you had done it every night. You talked to him about anything and everything. From politics, to your feelings about your "friends" to the little weeds growing in the cracks of the roads. It had been a few weeks since the disastrous party, and since then your father had allowed the ball and chain to remain off to show his gratitude.
Tonight, Heracles was sitting with his legs hanging from the window and leaning back on his hands ever so slightly. You, per the norm, were sitting facing in his direction with a cat taking up most of your lap.
For the moment, you had both lapsed into a comfortable silence as you stared out at the (mostly) silent city. You fiddled with Nera's ear, trying to decide whether or not to ask the question that had been on your mind for quite some time.
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You blew a stray piece of hair out of your face as you lugged the basket half-way full of sweet smelling herbs back towards Devil's wigwam. There weren't many herbs left at this time of year, and the ones that were left were wilted and small. This would be the last time to gather the, you suspected.
It turned out Devil wasn't a horrible master, or at least you could have had worse. Or maybe he was just braking you into slave life. Whatever he was, at least he hadn't used you as a sex tool-yet. You knew most of the slave girls had been, if not all of them. Something told you it was just a matter of time before the same happened to you.
Hushed whispers came from the girls tied to you, whispers you couldn't understand. The three of you were tied together as you went herb gathering. This was done to prevent escaping. Three girls tied together, one of which couldn't speak the same language, with a whole tribe of fierce braves a stones throw away wouldn't stand a chance of escap
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Yes. Like what the title says, this LudwigxReader will be somewhat like that amazing show "Downton Abbey" If you have never watched this show before...WATCH IT! It's absolutely amazing, unique, and you might be able to pick up a proper english accent too. Not like one of those "Gud day, gov'ner!" or any of that shit. If you're one of the people who absolutely don't care for the show, sadly, this story won't have a effect on you. This is my first story on this website, and if you don't like it... have mercy on me! If this story happens to be well-liked, please give it a like, maybe subscribe to me, send me a request for Hetalia(your chioce.)xReader, or any fanfictions you would like for me to come up with. Please enjoy... me: "is anyone even reading this part?" *cricket sounds* That one idiot who ruins everything: "SHUT UP AND GET ON WITH IT!!!!"
~A little bit about yourself and your family~
You are a young woman, heir to the _(last name)_ fortune. Your family is the only rich family
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2:18 PM EST
“This is Cat Grant reporting for GBS News from Metropolis where the city is under attack from the super villain known as Parasite.” Cat turned away from the camera gesturing to the scene behind her. A red car was lying on its top, smoke pouring from the under carriage. Water was leaking onto the street from a broke fire hydrant, fallen street lights criss-crossing the roads and sidewalks. “With Superman nowhere in sight, he seems to be unstoppable, sapping the powers and energy of everyone who gets close enough.” As the camera zoomed in on the field of drained officers Cat stepped back out of the frame. “Are you getting all of this Jimmy?” She whispered in a demanding
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I felt through my backpack, trying to find my lunchbox. I grabbed the handle and felt for the table. I set my lunch down on the smooth surface and felt for the zipper. I opened it and blindly reached for my food and started eating. I’d learned real quick to keep all my stuff close by or else it’d get taken. People were just mean that way.
I knew I was alone. I didn’t need to be able to see to know this. I was a loner, even when I had my sight. I would sit by myself and watch people walk by me, not even trying to resist throwing me dirty looks. At least now I couldn’t see the looks they gave me. I adjusted the dark glasses on my nose and finished eating. I knew they were dark because the doctor at the hospital had told me. It was so I didn’t freak people out with the way my eyes looked now.
I shoved the lunchbox back into my bag and sat. I didn’t have anything else to do. I couldn
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"Alright, I'll see you later (Name)?" You grandma said to you with a smile and a wave.
You smiled and waved back. "See you tomorrow Grandma!"
You headed towards the elevator so you could get out of the hospital. Your grandma was in the hospital because she had Coronary Heart Disease or CHD. A type of disease that made plaque build up in the arteries. It got severe enough for her to be placed in the hospital until a donor was found so she could undo go heart surgery. Your grandma had raised you ever since your parents died when you were a toddler so you had to visit her everyday to make sure she was doing fine. So far she was.
You waited at the elevator, your thumb on the button. You hated waiting for the freaking slow elevator, but not as much as you hated walking down the creepy hospital stairs. Then suddenly, a flash of yellow caught your eyes. You turned your head to barely see a yellow little bird flutter around the corner. You, knowing anim
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You were walking around Ikebukuro with a shopping bag in your hand. It was a Wednesday night and you had to go grocery shopping, not that you weren’t in debt enough. And you really couldn’t wait till the weekend, or else you’d starve! So here you were, wandering the streets at 4 o’clock at night.
Nobody really knew you, so you blended in perfectly. And that’s how you wanted it. You had a little secret, and didn’t really want anyone to find you about it.
“Hello there~” you heard from behind you. Looking over your shoulder, you saw a man with short brown hair and blood red eyes approaching you. he sported a black shirt, with black pants, and a black jacket with fur trim. He came up beside you and threw an arm around your shoulder.
“What does someone call a pretty little thing like you?” he flirted with you shamelessly. you sighed.
“It’s not very gentlemanly for a man to ask a womans name before giving his own.”
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“Gilbert!” Ludwig yelled at the top of his lungs. His eyes darted from left to right in a frantic search for his brother. “Gilbert!”
The white haired man appeared from an open doorway ahead of him, eyes furrowed in confusion. “Yes, Ludwig, what is it?”
The blonde began waving his arms spastically. “I can’t find my shitting tie and the service is gonna start soon and if I can’t be organized for this what chance do I have with Feli and oh my God what if I can’t be a good husband Jesus Christ Ich sollte nur verlassen jetzt Feli will nicht Scheiße, warum bin ich auch hier jetzt Feli nicht verdient Ich muss gehen Ich muss gehen-!”
The German was cut off by a sharp slap to the face. He looked back in astonishment at his brother, who was looking much calmer than he was at the moment.
“How could you talk like that Ludwig?” The albino calmly asked. &
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It took Alfred F. Jones only seconds to launch himself at his phone when it started to ring. He had been trying to reach his brother for weeks and was starting to believe the Montreal mafia had kidnapped him or something. One minute, they were in the middle of a Call of Duty mission and the next, all contact from him stops as if he had dropped off the face of the Earth. He really badly wanted to hop on a plane and go find him but the young American was neck deep with college work that just seemed to multiply the more he ignored it. Sometimes he wished his Mom would have just let him join the military like he and his Dad had wanted but he really didn't want to let his last four years of law school go down the drain. Now entering his fifth year, he was sure he could be something big, maybe even the President. Then he would definitely be able to make some changes.
When he picked up his phone, he didn't recognize the number but it was from the same area code as Matthew so he answered quick
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Matthew didn't leave his room for a week. The other roommates were getting increasingly worried about him. Francis was having the most trouble because he knew what Matthew wanted and he just couldn't figure out how to give it to him.
Francis and Elizabeta were both working very hard to see if any forms of abortion were safe for him but they weren't pulling through with their department. The higher ups wanted Matthew to be added to the study of pregnancy in men and therefore were preaching the risks of abortion. It left the two doctor's very frustrated and soon they were willing to go to drastic measures.
The next Thursday, Francis got home and immediately went to his bedroom. Matthew was watching TV and was hardly startled when the Frenchman came in.
"Mathieu," he said sitting down beside the bed. "You're positive you want to abort this baby?"
Matthew nodded. "You can't make me change my mind."
"Alright, then there is one thing we can try," Francis said. He rummaged into his coat and p
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After waiting a while for special arrangements to be made, Matthew was finally admitted into an ultrasound room. Still quivering from his earlier news, Matthew lay down in the assigned bed and was eased up to more of a reclined position. Elizabeta became Matthew's assigned 'obstetrician' since it was safest for him that information on his case remain among the least amount of people as possible. If his condition were leaked out, it was sure that it would be in the newspaper by the next morning and Matthew was already far too shaken to handle any media harassment.
His heart raced as he lifted his shirt to receive the cold glistening gel on his stomach. Elizabeta flipped on the monitor and other devices before finally applying the ultrasound wand to the young man's lower abdomen. After a few seconds of searching, she pointed to the screen.
"There we are," she said circling a specific section of the screen. "That is the amniotic sac and...there is the embryo. Let me see if I can get a hea
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Francis was at lunch with Arthur again the next day. The two had been chatting over the politics in Quebec although Arthur acted apathetic towards the goings on. He was just admitting that the Laurentians were a nice place for holiday when Elizabeta found them. She was pale and a bit shaken when she got there.
"Francis!" she said leaning on the cafeteria table. "We have an emergency!"
"Emergency?" Arthur mumbled. "That's ER work, not yours."
"It's about Matthew!"
"Mathieu?" Francis stood quickly. "What? What is it?"
"Well, um... I did the usual test but a certain very unlikely test came back with shocking results..." She bit her lip. "Just come see!"
"D'accord, d'accord..." Francis turned for a second. "Pardonnez-moi, Arthur, but as you can see, I must go."
Arthur scoffed. "What do I care? Get lost..."
Francis frowned and followed Elizabeta down the hall. Arthur watched them go and then speared his salad angrily.
"How about a horror?"
Gilbert, Antonio, and Matthew had act
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When Gilbert got home, he was feeling pretty bored. He saw Matthew was on the couch so he went over and placed a hand on his head.
"Hey, where's Toni?" he asked sitting down beside him.
"He said he was going to take a siesta," Matthew said.
"A few hours ago."
Gilbert chuckled and sighed. "Is Roma with him?"
"So he left you out here alone?" Gilbert tilted his head. "That's not fair."
Matthew frowned. "I don't need to be looked after."
"That's not what I meant! Personally, I would probably be pretty bored with no one to talk to."
Matthew smiled. "You're lonely, aren't you?"
"Am not." Gilbert crossed his arms. "You said you lost a cat, right? Have you tried looking for her?"
"No. Not really. I didn't have time to look..."
"Then let's start."
"What?" Matthew looked up from the laptop. "It's a little late, don't you think?"
"No. If she found food, she's probably still out there," Gilbert said. "Maybe even found a home. We'll just p
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Early Monday morning, Francis got up far too early. The futon hurt his back pretty badly so his sleep was pretty restless. But somehow he was still not earlier than Matthew.
The younger man was in the kitchen reading the paper from the day before while nibbling on a piece of toast. Francis patted his head when he walked in and started the coffee machine.
"Bonjour," he said as he poured the coffee grounds into the machine. "Sleep well?"
Matthew didn't answer but it was clear on his face that he had been sick again. Francis walked over and rubbed his back.
"Well, soon you should get better," Francis said sitting down. "Elizabeta should be able to help you. She's as good a doctor as I am."
Matthew looked up from his paper. "That's who I'm seeing today?"
"Oui," Francis said. "You should like her."
"She won't tell you what hap—what's wrong with me, will she?" Matthew looked at him worriedly.
Francis shook his head but tilted it in concern. "She can't if you don't want he
Scotland X Reader: A Droukit NightThe air brushed past your face, drawing your attention to the turning weather. The Scottish weather was always crap. Rain was like a national symbol for this country. A few drops began to fall onto your forehead as you gazed up to the grey clouds, which were starting to gather.More Like This
“If he doesn't show up soon, I’ll throttle him!” You muttered as the rain started to pour from the heavens. Waiting almost half an hour, your patience was really starting to wear out. Eventually, out of the gushing rain and darkened street, a car came darting around the corner in a sudden rush. It hit a puddle which was, unfortunately, right in front of you. The water rose from the ground splashing all over you, soaking the whole of your new outfit. In a fit of rage, you started to curse under your breath as passers by looked at you disgusted but not all of them were so harsh as to give you a dirty look.
“You okay there, lass?” Asked a tall man who just so happened to appear out of
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The two young lovers sat in the corner of the dark room, alone. The only light came from the small window high above their heads. It cast a dim glow over the room, which seemed to add to their mood.
The two thought in silence, the only sound to comfort them was the sound of the crickets moaning away into the night.
The young Italian looked towards his boyfriend, whose head was lying in his lap, shaking as if he was deathly cold. The brunette had been stroking the blonde’s head, trying to calm him down some. He had to admit, the shaking had stopped at least a quarter of how it had been right after he’d been raped. He knew that there wasn't much he could do. He would give anything to rid the German of those memories.
Just then, the blonde in question sat straight up, slightly surprising the Italian. He stood and began to quickly limp towards the corner of the small room. There, he threw up repeatedly, not holding anything back.
Feli stood as well, taking a
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“Alfred!” Arthur Kirkland blindly called out to his counterpart.
He was alone in a dark room, cold and scared. He had no idea how he’d gotten there and he had no idea how to get out.
Where are my kids? he thought to himself. Are they okay? Where am I?
“Alfred!” he called out once again, tears coming to his emerald eyes. He looked around for a few minutes before giving up, deciding to sit on the floor instead. He allowed the tears to flow as he brought his knees to his chest. “Alfred!” he called desperately. “Isabelle! Sydney! Someone please!” he began to sob as silence answered his strangled pleas. He looked down at his feet, not even sure if they were really there with all of the darkness. “Please…” he whispered.
“Arthur?” a voice suddenly called. Arthur looked up to see the silhouette of a man standing in an open doorway ahead of him. He squinted, trying t
Mertalia! [A Mer!Hetalia x Reader Fanfic]Background info before we start: You are a high school senior and you live with your mom on a small house right on an isolated beach. Your dad is going to be different in this (sorry for those of you that really like your dads.) You’ve always admired the ocean and loved walking on the sand or looking at it, but you have never actually gone further than your knees into the water. You’ve had a boyfriend for the past year. Pick a name that you like for him; he will be (bf/n). The rest is pretty typical:More Like This
(f/n): Friend’s name
(F/n): Your full name
(y/n): Your first name
(e/c): Eye color
(h/c): Hair color
(s/c): skin color
Sit back and enjoy the ride. Or not. It’s your choice ‘cause I don’t own you (or Hetalia, sadly). But! Please comment! I like feedback to know what I’m doing well, If I am doing anything well. Okay, I’ll shut up now, so you can read.
You ran down to the beach, tears streaming down your face. It was night, with the only light
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Nobody!Norway x Popular!Reader
~'Rumours' in Norge's POV~
The Norwegian's navy blue gaze swept across the large room, searching for that familiar shade of hair colour you, the famous [Name], held. Once he finally found you animatedly talking with your friends at your usual cafeteria table, he simply turned the other way and found a lonesome seat at an abandoned table, as usual. He didn't have the guts to tell you he was going to be your violin tutor, like his teacher requested of him.
He was shy but he also had learnt with time to rely on no one else than himself. His own brother Emil, who was actually a year younger than him and also in most of your classes, denied him in public. He was lucky if he could keep his attention at home, but the silver-haired Icelander spent most of his time locked up in his room.
Like most guys at your school, he wouldn't have the heart to ignore you. That's why he accepted the tutoring job in the first place; he'd get to sp
The New Girl [Prom!talia, Hetalia x Reader]The notorious Awesome Trio was sitting on the couch of the Dane's house, playing a round of Super Smash Bros Brawl contently- with the occasional bout of yeling over a kill or claiming to be cheating over using an item that had appeared on the stage. Surprisingly, all of which were sober with no alcohol what-so-ever in their systems.More Like This
"Sheisse! Al, zhat vas totally unawesome!" Gilbert yelled as his character- Snake- was killed off.
In another flash of color, Matthias' character- Wolf- also was killed off. "Dammit Al!"
"Hahahaha! It's not my fault I got the orb first!" Alfred said, mainly laughing at the fact that he was playing as Zelda/Sheik and the two male characters were killed off by a female one. "Besides, Zelda's freaking cool!" He yelled, annoying the Norwegian who happened to be sitting beside the three on the couch.
The final screen came on, showing Zelda- player 3- was in first place. "Boo-yeah!"
Gilbert groaned, coming in dead last. Matthias sighed heavily as well, seeing as
2P!England x Male!Reader - Cake Thunder rolled across the black-gray sky, warning the little people below of what would come. (F/n) sighed as he walked, ignoring the raindrops sprinkling around him. What fitting weather, he thought. Lightening flashed, causing him to jump as the thunder followed the streak in the sky. He cursed himself, hating how he was easily scared. It didn't help that it was dark out with the street lights on in the park playground he walked around.More Like This
When (f/n) felt sad, bad, or felt like getting out, he would always come to this park playground. He grew up in this town so memories stuck to the place. He also enjoyed watching kids play. He wished he had a little sibling to play with at the playground.
As (f/n) walked around, his (e/c) eyes spotted through his glasses a figure sitting on one of the benches. He neared the bench slowly. He was soon able to see the light pink hair on the figure's head. It was a man sittin
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“Kesesesese! I didn’t know you actually liked this type of games, _____!”
“Ohnohnohnohnohn… little ______ wants to play pervy, oui?”
“Oh, guys, shut up!!! I just proposed a game!!!”
In fact, that was not an ordinary game. It was 7 minutes in heaven or hell. We all know the rules!
You’ll be locked in a closet for seven minutes, with someone random, who you will random choose picking up the object they’ll put in a top hat. Who knows what will happen in there!!!
“It’s settled guys! We will play this!!! ALRIGHT EVERYONE! PUT SOMETHING IN IGGY’S TOP HAT!”
He grab Iggy’s hat and ran around the place,
“Bloody wanker! Give me back my top hat!”
“Kesese! England, don’t be un-awesome!!!”
England just snorted. He knew what was going to happen…
Finally, everyone put an object in the hat, even you did.
Prussia grabbed a microph
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A/N: PLEASE!! READ THE DESCRIPTION THING AT THE END!! Thank you! ~ :3
You sighed while you were sitting in (insert your least favorite class here).
'Why does life have to be so boring?' you thought. 'Why doesn't something exciting EVER happen? ..'
You were snapped out of your thoughts when the bell rang.
'Finally, I can go home, draw, and watch some Hetalia '
You then gathered up your things, and headed out of the classroom.
While you were walking home, it started to rain.
"Ugh Just perfect .." You said as you started to run.
Once you finally made it home you were soaked.
"Stupid rain .. I should've brought an umbrella with me today "
You walked over to your room and threw your backpack onto the floor.
Then, you flopped on your bed and opened up your laptop.
At first you checked your messages on Devia
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“Toris, Toris…You behaved so badly today. It makes me sad but I have to punish you. “Ivan giggled. “Please Mr.-“
“Oh no be quiet now or do you want to be punished even more?” Toris shook his head with tears in the eyes.
“Well I see Lithuania. But now it is time for your punishment.”
“We are nearly finished Lithuania .I-“A ring from the door interrupted Russia.
“What the… Who might that be at this time? Well Lithuania we are finished for today. Now go.” Toris did like told. He was nearly crying. Everywhere bruises and this pain… he just broke a plate today and for his misfortune Russia saw him. He knew he was not finished yet- like always but this person who ringed at the door- whoever was send by heaven.
Ivan wiped the blood out of his face and smiled. “Well, well Toris you are quite a little clumsy clot.”
He opened the door for himself and was a bit surprised to see hi
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HetaliaxAdhd!Asperger!Autism!reader Part 1
"Since Viola got your room after she was born you will have the attic as your room" Your mother said in a low tone. Your parents have never loved you, ever since you were born they found out early that you had "problems." You got diagnosed with Asperger and adhd. Pratically it's disabilities, and becuase of that it made so that your parents didn't love you and let you live with your grandmother. Sadly she passed away a few days ago so you will have to live with your parents and with your little sister Viola. She is only two years younger than you, and she is perfect in your parents eyes compared to you. Her long blonde hair and her violet eyes made her look like a princess. You haven't seen your parents since you were 4 years old so it felt weird that you will now live with them. You have seen Viola in school but you never talked to each other. She was part of the popular gang, she was the typical girl that added people on facebook that she di
Hetalia X Country!Reader- Paradise Found- PrologueMore Like This
Hetalia X Country! Reader
‘Another wonderful day in my own little country!’ You thought happily as you skipped happily toward your small home.
“Good day Miss Niue!” Children cried out happily as you passed by their homes.
You waved back toward the youths and continued on your way. A few drops of tropical rain ran down your (skin color) face as you began to hurry toward your home faster.
After what seemed like an hour you had arrived back at your house. You used to live in a hut, but your small country had recently been through some changes that allowed it to become more technologically advanced.
After changing out of you drenched tropical dress you sat down on your bed and pulled out your laptop. You smiled at yourself remembering how you were the first Wi-Fi Nation. Therefore everyone and anyone on your island country can go on the Internet for free.
Life was good. You had tropical weather year round. Your people were healthy and happy.
Bullied!France x Misandry!Reader : MoronMore Like This
Warning : Cursing Words and Bullying.
~The new student~
Francis Bonnefoy is walking on the sidewalk, watching the beautiful scene around him.
The sun shined brightly, and lit up the world. Bird chirped and sang happily on the tree branches.
He was on his way to his school, or L'enfer Francis calls it.
(L'enfer = Hell)
Finally he arrived to the school, walking past the school gate as h
Bully!AlliesxBullied! Talented! Reader!: Bad AppleBully! Allies x Bullied! Very Talented! Reader: Bad AppleMore Like This
It was only 2 weeks till the Talent Competition. Since you entered it you were getting more picked on. But you were only a second year but the 'Allies' started bullying you since last year. 'Allies', weird name. You lived alone with your brothers, Feliciano(Italy), Lovino(Romano) and Valentino(Seaborga) since your parents died since you were 4 years old. Your grandfather, Julius(Rome) took you in when you were 6 years old. Since he skipped you 5th grade because you were very smart hence you were still 14 a year younger than the usual bullies.
You know those cats with blue and green eyes... Well, you were born with (1st e/c) and (2nd e/c), yes heterochromial eye albinism. But they were already deprived of emotion. Heteros means different and chroma means color so different eye colors. That was the only thing that was different in you. You had (h/l) (h/c) and (s/c). But you didn't know why they bullied you so hard.
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You slowly opened your eyes and found yourself standing in an endless field of flowers. Sunflowers, to be exact. It reminded you of someone. That someone was Russia, or Ivan Braginsky. In fact, you swore you heard his voice call out for you.
"[Name]," you heard the voice call out for you again.
"Yes?" you said out loud. You looked around you and just saw an endless sight of sunflowers. In the distance, you saw a tan figure standing in a large patch of sunflowers. Something waved around it, from which it looked like arms from the way you looked at it. The longer you looked at the figure, the urge for you to run towards it got stronger. It felt like the figure emitted some kind of aura that would pull you in. You then took one step forward. Then another. Next thing you know, you found yourself running.
The tall man with the scarf had his back turned to you as you got clo
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You quickly scrambled down the hallway to your first class of the day, which, sadly, was Language arts. That is the class that you hated, it's not that you hated writing, but because in that one class not even the teacher seemed to notice you.
Although, today that might just be a great thing considering you were almost three minutes late.
You were speed walking, almost running really. You ran, looking down at the tiled floor, worried about the reaction you would get when you charged into the classroom. Most of the students would look at you probably thinking; who the heck is she?
"Oof!" Running into something, you stumbled backwards, dropping a handful of books in the process. "A-ah! I'm so sorry!" You shouted, not even bothering to look up at the person you had ran into, but instead instantly went to go p
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What does it mean to be the 'World'?
To know every nation,
Who lasted and who dissolved?
To know every human,
Who died and who still lived?
To know every single history event,
Even if it was good or bad?
To know every emotion it bares,
Even if it was anger or happiness..?
"Really?" You asked your friend after an exam you and your whole school had just wrote, surprised.
It wasn't an ordinary exam any school would have. None could slack away, because every single student needed to write it. It was for this one Academy, called World Academy, where only 'special' students can go. You didn't have an idea it was for it, but [b/f/n] had just relieved it to you.
"Yeah, really! I heard, that who will get the highest points in this exam, is going to a World Academy." [b/f/n] told you as you two walked to her home, grinning widely.
Family Matters -- One Shot“Good God, _______,” the man named Arthur exclaimed, walking into the kitchen, “What are you preparing dinner for the whole free world?” It was certainly a sight; piles upon piles, bowl upon bowl of all different types of food, from a hearty soup to a monstrous salad, a honey roasted ham, fresh baked breads, and countless other treats.More Like This
His wife, _______, let out a light chuckle. “We're having guests, you know.”
“Yeah, Alfred and his lady friend, but doesn't this seem excessive?” he asked.
_______ wiped her hands on her apron quickly before turning to her husband of twenty-four years. “Didn't I tell you? We're having the girl's family over, too.”
Arthur's eyebrow twitched in slight annoyance. “No, you didn't mention this...”
“Sorry,” _______ shrugged. “But now you know! Anyway, the girl's parents are divorced, so we're having both the father, the mother, and the mother's new husband over tonight. P
Merry ChristmasMe: What's up guys?! It's me Nova118 and I-More Like This
Percy: HOLD UP!!
Me:Ughhhh!! What now?
Percy: Why are you doing this again?
Me: What is 'this' exactly?
Percy: This type of story or whatever you call.
Me: Is there a problem with it?
Annabeth: Well kind of. You already did this on Halloween.
Percy: Yeah what's up with that?
Me: I thought that since so many people liked it the first time that I would do it again for a more happier holiday.
Maverick: So then why didn't you do it for Thanksgiving?
Maximum: Who the heck is that?
Me: Where do you all keep coming from is my first question!!?
Trevor: We're his characters from his original story THAT FRANCIS HAS TO WORK ON!!!
Francis: What do I have to work on?
Me: He wasn't talking to you, he was talking to me.
Francis: O_0 Oh. Proceed.
Me: Trevor and Maverick I just wanted to get more watchers so that more people could read your stories.
Percy: So then how come you have such a low number of watchers?
Me: Wow. Way to downgrade me, Percy. -_-
Thoth and Hermes"I have a bone to pick with you!" Hermes turned around lazily expecting it to be Ares or Apollo or Hephaestus, they were always yelling at him for something. Shaving their dogs of terror, stealing their sacred cattle, accidently breaking their indestructible hammer...he just couldn't win. However it was neither of the above. It was in fact a rather eccentric looking man; wearing a decorated cloth around his nether regions, an elaborate turquoise necklace around his neck and a bright royal blue bird head sat on his shoulders. Hermes had to snigger, it was one of the strangest things he had ever seen.More Like This
"Could you please grow up?" The man asked; Hermes breathed in deeply trying to control the laughter building in his throat.
"Sorry, I am sorry. Could I help you with something?"
"I am Thoth Egyptian god of wisdom, I do not need help from you. I would like you to correct a rather large mistake that has been made by you ancient greeks." Hermes frowned, he did NOT like the way he wa
Happy HalloweenMe: What's up guys it's me!!!!More Like This
Percy: Don't forget us!
Maximum Ride: Us too!!
Me: *sigh* Yes with every other character I have ever used in my writings. Happy now?!?
Connor Stoll: Nope.
Travis Stoll: He want's to be paired up with someone as well.
Nudge: Me too!!
Percy: I don't know it might be interesting to have these 2 paired up with someone.
Me: Fine. Nudge you're with Gazzy.
Me: And Connor I'll make up some random character.
Connor: It's better than nothing.
Me: It's time to get back on topic. I've gather-
Francis: My real question is why did you make yourself (which is me) a demi-god?
Me: Who hasn't?
Maximum: So then why didn't make yourself a character in our series? HUH?!?
Me: It's not that easy coming up with an original Hybrid you know.
Fang: Who cares we wanna feel loved too.
Me: Now that you said that that's the only sentence you'll ever say.
Angel: Why do you have to be so mean?
Kev: Yeah?? WHY FRANCIS?!?!
Me and Francis: CUZ I WANNA GET ON WI
Hetalia Host Club: Starting Today, You Are a Host!STOP! DON'T READ THIS STORY OR FAVE IT OR ANYTHING! Please go here --> http://fav.me/d5yhsgv It's an updated version. c: Thank you!More Like This
Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school, Hetalia Gauken Academy. The Hetalia Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Gauken Academy's elegant playground for the super-rich and beautiful.
"Starting today, you are a Host!" Part 1
Since Gauken Academy was a school only for the richest of students, it would be hard to believe that an "average Joe" person attended this fancy academy. She went by the name of ______ Łukasiewicz. ______ was a very smart and bright young lady. She aced every test and homework assignment with flying colors. Her cross-dressing father, Feliks Łukasiewicz saw much potential in her a
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"this will be the perfect plan," Medusa said, as she drew on her floor, "once he is weakened I'll be able to capture the academy and destroy it."
She draws a mark and pulls out a spell book, she quickly reads over the enchantment, and puts her hands out, "nake snake, cobra cobra, nake snake cobra cobra..."
"This will be the best enchantment yet!" England(Arthur) says excitedly, "hopefully I don't summon Russia(Ivan) again, let's see," he draws a enchantment circle on the floor.
Grabbing a spell book, "found it," he starts to chant, "Santa Rita meeta meeda, ringo Jonah Tito marlin jack Letoya Janet Michael dumbledora the explora...."
Kid sleeps soundly in his perfectly symmetrical room, at the strike of midnight he grows an asymmetrical curl on the left side of his head, and his demeanour is completely changed.
Italy(Feliciano) sleeps naked in his bed, the sheets barely covering his genitals, at the stroke of midnight, his usually happy demeanour changes and his brow is burrowed; sleepi
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I woke up and yawned while stretching my arms ore my head. I looked around the room and saw Kyo still asleep. I smirked for a second then walked over to the bed and shook his shoulder.
"Hey Kyo get up we have to go meet Percy and the others" Kyo groaned but sat up on the bed and stretched as well. He looked down and must have realized he was still wearing my coat because he took it off quickly then tossed it my way.
"so where are we going to meet them?" Kyo asked as we made our way out of my cabin and towards Percy's.
"At his cabin. That's where everyone else is." Kyo nodded, sticking his hands in his pockets and we spent the rest of the walk to Percy's quiet. I knocked on the door of the cabin once we reached it. I looked up at Percy when he answered and he smiled.
"hey Nico what's up?" I shrugged and walked inside was Percy stepped to the side. I looked around and saw that Tohru was up but Yuki was still face down in his pillow sleeping quietly. Percy frowned looking back a
Olympian Basket - Chapter 1Chapter 1: I bump into trouble.More Like This
I walked down central park, it was about 6:15 at night. I wondered looking at my shuffling feet. I was thinking about going to camp or to the underworld; my week hadn't been very eventful and I was bored. I took another step and slammed into someone, I stumbled back fell over and looked up.
"Sorry." Standing in front of me where three people. They turned around and looked at me. The person I had run into had orange hair and red eyes; that got my senses tingling- was he a monster? The person on his left was boy about the same age as the other one- I guessed about 16- he had purple/silver hair, which I also found odd. The girl on his right was far more normal; she had big brown eyes and long brown hair- nothing weird or monster like- actually I found her kind of pretty.
"Watch where you're going, Kid." Said the guy I ran into. I stood up and grumbled.
"I said sorry," and I walked off -keeping a lose grip on my sword- just in case.
As I walked farther I hea
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I looked around the camp, it had been a while since I was last there and things still looked the same. I sighed and was only briefly aware of Annabeth and Percy who were pointing out cabins as we passed them.
"That one over ther is the Aphrodite cabin." I looked over and chuckled quietly as a dozen girls stuck there heads out of windows curiously. I heard them giggling and noticed that they were all pointing and looking at the rat boy. The purple haired boy looked at them and smiled, I laughed as all the girls sighed and waved to the boy as we went by. I looked a head again and pointed infront of us and smiled slightly.
"That ones my cabin." Everyone turned to look at the very dark and gloomy cabin, there was nothing really scary about it, but even just looking at it everyone shivered slightly, except for me.
"Well that looks welcoming." Everyone whipped around to face th small orange cat that was in Tohru's arms. The cat shrugged and Percy Annabeth and I just starred at him.
Olympian Basket- Chapter 3Chapter 3:More Like This
I walked over to Annabeth who was still threatening the rat boy even though Percy was trying his hardest to get her to stop.
"Annabeth, come on settle down." He said pulling at her arm- but the look in Annabeths eyes was crazy, she couldn't figure any thing out about this boy and it was driving her nuts.
"Annabeth!" I screamed. "if you kill him you'll never be able to figure it out!" that got her attention she handed me the knife and sat next to Percy trembling slightly. I leaned back against the wall and Kyo sat closer to me then anyone else- when you save someone from a 2 ton Hell Hound, you seem to put up some sort of respect.
"So what happened while we were gone?" I asked. Annabeth and Percy filled me in: they had introduced themselves (And me) they had learned the rat boys name; Yuki, they had learned Tohrus name (Though, I already knew that) and Annabeth had tried to kill Yuki, that's when I came in. "So not much." I summed up. Then their eyes fell on Kyo who was looki
Olympian Basket- Chapter 3.5Chapter 3.5: our meeting in the woods.More Like This
I woke up and looked at my clock- it was 3:15 a.m. about the time I usually woke up. I stood up and noticed that Kyo was still sleeping over his sheets and he was shivering slightly- and I didn't blame him, it could get pretty cold in my cabin. It felt weird-I mean he was two years older then me and I'd only known him for a day, but I placed a blanket over him and left the cabin. As I exited the door I felt spirits grabbing at me and tugging at my clothes, I shrugged them off and shut the door behind me.
I woke up to someone touching me, so I slapped my hand forward, but no one was there. I opened my eyes and saw I was in a small dark room with a couple bunk beds against the walls.
"Shoot, so it wasn't a dream." I said to myself as I sat up with my legs dangling off the bunk. I looked around but didn't see the kid- what's his name- Nico? Then I remembered what he had told me. If you wake up in the middle of the night
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"Darn it!" the director yelled, stamping her feet and pacing on the stage. "How could he abandon us like this? The play is tonight!" The girl direction the play was a young Hungarian girl named Elizabeta with a vicious temper, and beautiful hair.
You cleared your throat a little "Well, I don't think he wanted to wreck," you said, fiddling with the cream colored costume you were wearing. Your college had a small drama club, so when they were going to have a big play they would usually hold auditions. For a change of pace, you tried out expecting to get the part of an extra. Instead, you landed the main role, Juliet. Luckily, they'd decided to do an abridged version that cut out a lot of Romeo's whining, and some of Juliet's sighing, so you actually managed to memorize the entire thing, and had been doing fairly well. You had even set it up with the Romeo so that the two of you wouldn't even actually have to kiss. You hadn't even kissed Kiku yet, so there was no way you'd be
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You walked down the crowded streets of Tokyo, trying to convincing yourself you weren't homesick. Three months ago, you and your boyfriend Alfred had planned this four week trip and spent a good bit of money reserving a nice hotel room in the gigantic city. That was before, when Alfred had still claimed he loved you. A little over a month ago, Alfred had taken you out to a nice restaurant and told you that he had met and fell in love with a British girl named Alice. You were both going to cancel your trip to Tokyo, but after a day you decided that you would just go by yourself. Alfred and you broke up on good terms and you still talked to him every once in a while, but now you felt very alone, especially being in the biggest city in the world without knowing a single person or a word of Japanese.
You sighed and continued pushing your way through the busy street. Being the patriotic American you were, you had gotten off the plane dressed in a dark blue shirt with a giant sta
2P!FACE!FamilyxChild!Reader-PrologueThe woman was wrapped in a long, black trench coat. She had a small wicker basket with a small baby girl wrapped in a heavy, pink woolen blanket. "Where can she go?" the woman thought sadly. She then thought of her best friend, Oliver Kirkland. He had 2 sons, they were both 6 months old, only 1 month older than you. She stopped by Oliver's house with you and a note.More Like This
I cannot do it. I'm a wanted woman. I want you to take care of dear, little ______. She will have a better future with you, I believe. Good luck and I'm sorry.
She left you on his doorstep.
"Goodbye _____. Goodbye Ollie."
And she was gone.
2p!F.A.C.E. x teen!reader- She's growing up(alt.)Later on in the night, when the house emptied, your dad was bandaging you up. When he was done, he kissed your arm, 'There we are. All better!"More Like This
"What's the matter darling? You've been acting weird since you've come back."
He gasped, "W-what's wrong?! What did he do to you?!" he touched your face frantically.
You shook your head to get his hands off, "Please! I have to ask you something!"
"What is it?"
"...A-are you my real dad?" your words seemed to hurt him. When you saw this, it made your heart hurt too, "O-Oli-"
He hugged you tightly, "P-please stop calling me that."
"You're not, huh?"
"W-who told you?"
"Poppet, I'm sorry."
"W-why didn't you just tell me?"
He looked up to your eyes with his close to tears, "I-I just thought it would be best to let you think what you wanted. I-I would love to be your real dad! I love you!"
"I-I'm not sure what to say," you choked out. Oliver squeezed you.
"P-please dear. Y-you don't have to think of me differently.
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"Do you want to tell Luci and uncle Francis at the same time?", you offered.
"W-what? Oh no no! I'm not telling Luciano anything of this!"
"What? Why not?"
She sighed, "Just don't...You don't want anything bad to happen, do you?"
"Of course not!"
"Then not a word of this to Francis, got it?"
You understood that she might have been scared of Francis. Her dad probably told her awful and untrue stories about him, so you agreed. "If you say so, cousin"
"Good. I have to go now but I'll see you again"
You smiled, "I'm glad I'll be getting to see you a lot more now. Oh! Next time can we hang out for a longer time?!"
"Sure. We'll do whatever you want"
"Oh, yay!! We can play dress up and you can try on some of my old clothes! You can keep them too, if you like them"
She nodded to you, "Y-yup...I bet I'd love them"
"I'm sure you will too~!"
"We can go now uncle Flavio?", she looked around herself to find him and you see him staring at your aunt Dyah. She didn't notice him and was lo
2p!F.A.C.E. x child!reader-She's...alright (ch.1)You walked quietly with your hand in your mothers. She sat you down at a nearby bench. "Now stay here. I'll come and get you later. Don't you move," the (h/c) haired woman told you as she released your hand and began to walk away. "Don't move!"More Like This
"Yes ma'am," you agreed then began to swing your feet back and forth.
That's how you ended up where you were. You didn't know it, but you've been sitting in that same spot for a little over four hours. but you didn't move. Your mom told you to stay there, so you did. Sure you were hungry and of course you had to use the bathroom by now, but your mom told you to stay there, so you did.
You stayed seated on that bench. People walked by, noticing that you were just a young child all alone, but none seemed to care enough to stop or get involved as they went on with their daily lives. You sat patiently waiting, humming to yourself.
A man tapped your small shoulder.
"Dear? What are you doing out by yourself?" he questioned then sat next to
BTT x tomboy!reader- Newest BFF's!(part 1)"Yo dad? I'm out!", you announced into the kitchen.More Like This
"Alright kid. See ya later", your dad hits the palm of your hand.
"I'm out too dad!", your brother Alfred said after you, high fiving your dad as well. He pushed you by your head. "Hurry up and get to the door. We're gonna be late for school"
You hit his hand. "Shut up. I move at my own pace"
"Whatever, Tommy", he teased with the nickname he gave you.
"First days always suck", you mumbled as you and your brother entered the new school.
"Brighten up. You're gonna be fine!", the blonde bubbled as he walked along side you.
"No, you're gonna be fine Mr. sports team captain"
"We just got here", he reminded.
"Exactly! No matter what school we go to, you end up popular and the star player of some sport! I end up as the chick that everybody keeps questioning if it's a girl or not!"
"Maybe you should wear, I don't know, girl clothes!", he hinted at.
"Pssh", you stick up your middle finger then keep walking to find your locker. "Fuc
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We’ll be a Dream
Russia x Reader
You stood in the gazebo inside the sunflower fields with Ivan, your Russian boyfriend of two years. The sun was setting and the wind was blowing. This had to be a perfect night. You’d spent many nights with him, but none felt quite like this one. This one was serene and sweet.
“Sunflower?” he asked, using your nickname he’d given you. You looked over to him and smiled softly.
“Do you remember the nights we stayed up for hours, just laughing about anything and everything?” He asked softly, gently pulling you into a warm embrace. You smiled and nodded.
“I do…” you whispered lovingly. “Do you remember the nights we spent all our time on dreaming about something big?” It was his turn to nod as he nuzzled you gently with his large nose.
You snuggled close to his being as the sun began to set. You knew you didn’t have any
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“ And if I kiss you, darling
Please don't be alarmed” – New York, Ed Sheeran
[f/n] tried not sneezing again, rubbing the used tissue furiously over her nose before reaching out to scoop another one from the already empting box (it was amazing how she managed to finish those in record time, she would enter Guinness records one of these days with the right amount of bad luck and one of the nasty colds she always seemed to attract). The hard process of moving around while having the flu and the fact that she was buried by no less than three blankets made it very difficult to reach for the tissues that were calmly resting on the little table next to her bed.
Just one more inch…
It wasn’t surprising in any way when the girl felt herself losing the support offered by her mattress and rolling on the cold ground, becoming a mess of covers, pajamas, used socks and a tennis shoe that shouldn’t even be there (God, how she needed to clean up her ro
Not Even Trying: ADHDLazy. Selfish. Irresponsible. Pretty soon, I'm gonna be accused of being all those things; I'm gonna be grounded and back in hell again. My parents think I'm doing this on purpose. They think I just choose not to work. That I don't even try. If I'm doing poorly, it must be because I'm slacking off and must be punished for it. Because not doing perfectly means "not even trying".More Like This
But I AM trying! If only they could see that! Of course, if I try to tell them that, I'm just "making excuses". Trying just doesn't seem to matter anymore. Sometimes I get everything done, am perfectly focused, and can concentrate on given tasks as easy as anything. Other times, I can't even seem to think in a straight line and everything just seems so distracting and overwhelming and I couldn't concentrate if my life depened upon it. Sometimes all I need is a break, and I can get back on track and concentrate; other times a break will only make things worse.
So I try to deny myself that break, and force myself
El Encanto de la EnieMore Like This
El Encanto de la eñe
Ilustración por Яyo
Escrito por Mono
No estaba seguro de cómo escribir el título.
Si solamente con la letra
O si debía apoyarme con su fonética.
De cualquier manera,
Pienso que es más difícil encontrar
Palabras y frases coherentes que pueda usar.
No quiero sonar arrogante
Pues aún con internet y cinco diccionarios,
Es una tarea demasiado agobiante.
Pensé en si esto llegaría a algún lado.
No estoy seguro si este u otros medios,
Me ayuden a encontrar un público adecuado.
Después de todo, pertenece a los alfabetos
asturiano, aymara, bretón, bubi,
gallego, euskera, extremeño, otomí,
chamorro, mapuche, filipino,
quechua, iñupiaq, guaraní,
mixteco, kiliwa, papiamento,
tártaro de Crimea, tetun,
wólof, y zapoteco.
Aunque mi español simple lo pueda perjudicar,
El sonido ligeramente dif
Flawless [Yandere!Steven Stone x Reader]More Like This
From the moment the silver-haired male first met you in Dewford Cave, he could tell you were a person of increasingly rare originality.
He had been away from his 'throne' for quite some time before that fateful first encounter between you two, the Champion having grown bored of waiting for seemingly nonexistent challengers to reach the Pokemon League. It seemed that, these days, the effort of travelling the region in search of badges and fame just wasn't appealing to much of the youth of Hoenn.
Personally, he blamed the recent advances in technology. Steven had always been a fan of the natural entertainments of the world, which was one of the reasons why he was deep in the empty cave when he first met you.
Having already paid his father a visit in Rustboro and effectively enjoying a stroll through the nearby countryside, the male decided to pay homage to the past endeavors of his youth. Yes, it had been quite a while since he had last had a chance to go spelunking for rare stones
Dear TeacherIn Year Seven:More Like This
You were my geography teacher.
I really hated you.
Loathed you too.
You gave me bad marks
And shouted at my larks.
You were the enemy.
In Year Eight:
You became my form tutor.
You were our fifth.
We were determined to
Break you like the others
And get onto the sixth.
In Year Nine:
You saw the angry red vents
Carved into my skin.
And I let you in.
In Year Ten:
I lost it all.
You were there,
Fighting for me.
You made me care
About my future.
In Year Eleven:
We made each other laugh.
And in the end
You weren’t just a teacher;
You were my friend.
[Prussia x Crossdresser Reader] College Life More Like This
How did than happened? WHEN was more important to her at some point. How come that she didn’t notice those feelings before? Her mind was overload with thoughts while her heart ached painfully. Just… why? Why she had to have those feelings? … She was his friend. And that was it. At least until now.
In a mere second, everything gained sense. But why it had to be like this? Why now, of all the times, she had to be avaible to finally get to name those feelings burning her chest?
She always knew she cared a lot about him. She also knew how much she enjoyed spending time with him, how much fun she had around him and how much she could trust him. So why couldn’t she put the pieces together before? It seemed SO obvious now. And now, it was late. Too. Painfully. Late.
She wrapped herself more tightly with the covers, sat on her bed and hugging her knees. He wouldn’t even talk to her… nor look at her… Neither, at least, hear what she had to say
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La familia de su último paciente, en agradecimiento por los servicios prestados, había enviado comida al señor Pech. Simples panecillos de maíz, pero entregados con enorme gratitud. Él era curandero, oficiante y hombre sagrado.
-Por alguna razón, la gente humilde siempre es la que paga mejor- reflexionaba Meelen, aprendiz del primero.
El señor Pech en esa ocasión le cedió a su alumno su parte. No comería ese día, ni el siguiente. Estaba de ayuno.
-Para algunas ocasiones, el cuerpo debe estar muy limpio- fue su razón.
Era verdad. Algunos rituales exigían una abstinencia previa en todos los sentidos. La vida de estos hombres sagrados podía ser entonces no muy diferente a la de sus vecinos, si así lo escogían; pero muchos de los más afamados y poderosos abandonaban todo y seguían en apariencia una vida errante, solitaria y ascética, como el señor Pech
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Akitz había buscado la mariposa más grande para dársela a su mamá Mik. La quería mucho porque ella era quien la cuidaba. En las mañanas, la lavaba y peinaba su cabello. Ella le daba leche y pedacitos de masa para que comiera. La arrullaba junto a sus hermanos y les contaba historias. En suma, le daba todas las cosas buenas que había tenido en la vida.
Con su frágil tesoro entre las manos, llegó corriendo a casa. Normalmente Haxmik cocinaba en un fogón a la intemperie y esperaba encontrarla ahí. Pero no vio a nadie afuera. Así que entró a la habitación única que conformaba su hogar, donde se refugiaba su familia por las noches.
En la sombra de la choza, sus ojos alcanzaron a distinguir a dos figuras en una hamaca. Eran su papá y su mamá Mik, desnudos y jadeantes. Oyó gemidos y palabras desconocidas.
Akitz se quedó de pie frente a ellos. Con su acostumbrado
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-Yo no concedo deseos. En verdad, nadie puede hacer eso-.
Meelen sintió algo de desánimo al oír la declaración de la Bruja. Pero temía más tener que darle a Bolin la noticia.
Había muchas historias sobre ella desde que llegó del oeste a vivir en las ruinas de la vieja fortaleza en lo alto del río, cuando Meelen había estado ausente. Decía ella que los suyos habían vivido ahí hace mucho, y podía ser verdad. Se decía que los muertos se reunían en la cima de la colina y conversaba con ellos a la luz de la luna. De vez en vez, recibía visitas misteriosas de extranjeros que aumentaban la suspicacia de los vecinos.
Otros agregaban que ella podía hacer cosas imposibles, aunque fuera a un precio terrible. Que era hija del Dios Nocturno y se dedicaba a secuestrar incautos bajo la forma de una gran ave. Que había ido al norte helado, sembrando los caminos con
RussiaxChild!Reader. Savior ( One-Shot! ) Russia, such a big country, with an intimidated aura, misterious, a freak to the world, nothing but a freak, an monster.More Like This
That's the opinion of the rest, the country without love. As the baltics got they're independence, Russia got lonely; loosing his power, loosed to be the first on the moon, loosed his sisters, now he was a blank page in the world.
On the ground of one of the streets of Moskvá, at the night, all laid alone, signing a little lullaby that his sister Ukraine used to sing.
"Спи, моя радость, усни! (Sleep, my darling, go to sleep!)
В доме погасли огни; ( The house lights went out; )
Пчелки затихли в
Request: Make Medic Smile"Yo, Snipes?"More Like This
"You ever see Medic laugh before?" Sniper thought this over then gave Scout a look. "And I don't mean like ya know, after he kills someone and shit but like ya know, like a happy kinda laugh, ya know?"
"I uh I don't think so " the Australian answered truthfully. Every time he's seen Medic off the battlefield, he always had a frown on his face. He did seem to be very depressed, that was for sure. "Well, ya can't blame him I mean ya heard about what happened right?" He loomed over sound and grinned evilly. "He used to work in a laboratory where he made monstrous creatures that escaped after killing everyone in the lab and now live in the sewers and eat-."
"Dude, shut the fuck up!" Scout screamed and shoved him hard. "I mean it, the frowning and looking like he has a fucking stick up his ass kinda freaking me out!" The Australian had to agree, nothing really could make the Medic smile for real. "Hey ya thinking what
Shelter :: Scout/Sniper"I'm f-freezing..." The muttered words escaped Scout as he curled up in the corner of the small log cabin, trying to preserve warmth.More Like This
"Why didn't you wear a jacket?" Sniper asked clearly irritated with the younger male's grumbling. He was nice and warm in his heavy coat, something that Scout didn't have.
"Because I d-don't have one, duh! I'm a f-frickin' Scout, jackets n'shit just slow m-me down! An' anyways, I'm usually too h-hot from running in this f-fucking snow to need a j-jacket."
"Why didn't you borrow one then?" Sniper asked, a man of obvious questions.
"I t-tried! None a' the o-others have s-spares..." He mumbled, curling his knees up to his chest.
"Oi have one back in the base..."
"F-fuckin' fat lot a' good i-it'll do f-for me n-now! We're t-trapped in this s-stupid cabin, all b-because Soldier c-can't get his own f-fucking ammo from t-town!"
"We're trapped here because you got us lost!" Sniper retorted, frowning.
"You're the fucking h-hunter guy! Y-you're
Just FriendsThey were merely friends and nothing more. That's what Medic told himself as his body was pulled into the Australian's arms. That's all they were and they were simply dancing like this because there weren't any ladies, right? He felt his breath catch in his throat as a strong arm curled itself around his waist and pressed him closer. He knew they were only friends, Sniper even said so himself. It was obscured to even think that the Australian would see him as anything but a friend and comrade. As they began to dance however, Medic witnessed something different. Normally Sniper's eyes were just like they always were happy and fun loving but right now they were dark and very warm and practically drew the doctor in. The team had come up with the idea, choose someone you want to dance with just so you didn't feel lonely for one night. When he had heard the idea the doctor wanted to sigh, it was okay but odd at best. He didn't want to dance with a man but the sniper, hMore Like This
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Scout looked at him from across the rec room and frowned. "Dude, what are you doing?"
"Nothin'... Small injury, s'nothing major..." Sniper muttered, and then gasped loudly as pain shot through his body.
"Small injury? Lemme see it..." Scout said, standing up and walking over to the bushman.
"N-no, it's nothing, Scout." Sniper insisted, wincing again.
"Move ya hand."
"Move ya hand, chucklehead!"
Sniper sighed, grimacing again, and pulled his hand away, revealing an ugly wound sticky with blood.
"Aw, man! Ya got shot?"
"Dude, get up. I'm taking you to Medic."
Sniper's eyes widened. "No, no no no. Oi'm not going to see th'Medic."
Scout looked confused. "Why not? He's nice, unlike the creepy freak over on RED!"
"Oi know, Oi'm just... Oi don't want to go."
"Because Oi said so, you
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You sat in your pitch black bedroom with your laptop sitting on your legs.
"Okay, first stop is Zone 1."
You were playing the free PC game called OFF by Mortis Ghost. This had to be the fifth- no sixth time you'd played through the game. You loved everything about it, especially the characters. Your favorite out of all of them had to be the batter. Even though he tricked you into helping him kill his wife, child, and almost every living thing in his world, you still found him likable. And maybe, just maybe, you had a little crush on him.
Scratch that, a big crush. Thanks to tumblr and all of its batter fanart and headcanons, you were in love with the video game protagonist. After your first playthrough of the game, you started to actually talk to him. The batter never responding of course.
"You know batter, I've always wondered if that one headcanon is true about you having four eyes. That would be pretty awesome if it wa
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TF2 X Reader
Mild cursing, cause I hate it when it's layered everywhere!
“Umm…..Sol, what are you doing?”
My eyes could not go any wider, watching as Soldier ran yelling as he gave chase to a seagull squealing loudly. The poor rat with wings was barley able to escape the man’s brutality, flying as fast as he could as Sol ran a few more paces before watching in scorn as it escaped. He then proceeded to pull out his gun and pop a bullet at it, missing by inches.
“Soldier, you can’t shoot on public beaches!” Medic exclaimed, trying to pry the weapon out of the buffer man’s grip. Good thing we were the only group out today on this secluded beach. “Especially not at the wildlife.”
“God damn thing got ahold of my sandwich and nearly made off with it.”
“But that doesn’t mean you can go killing the creature!”
I cackled on the inside. Poor Sol and his sandwich. At
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BLU Medic was a shy man. He'd just been graduated from the Training Facility, when he was transfered to 2Fort. The area was hot, hotter than he was used to, and not even the creek that flowed in from just over the fence helped some days(it was the only part of the creek they dared swim in).
Medic also didn't speak much English. When he did, it came out broken, fragmented. It was something Soldier picked at often. He ALSO disliked change. When they were first transfered away from 2Fort, to Harvest, he freaked out and spent days in the medical ward, refusing to come out. Until their Sniper coaxed him out, that is. The Australian had a way with small animals, and the way Medic was acting was akin to a scared puppy.
After that, the second-youngest member of the team often turned to the older man when he got scared. Sniper learned to go to bed just a little later, just in case the German couldn't sleep. He'd hear a knock on his van door, and open it, to reveal the young man, in a dr