Prussia X Reader- Get Over It You had just about enough of Prussia's mouth. You were just as much a German as he was.
"I am awesome and you are not,''he told you for just about the hundredth time that day. It was starting to seriously piss you off.
Your own sanity finally snapped and you started spitting out a string of German curse words at him. His red and proud eyes turned shocked and he leaned back from you. This being because you were furious enough to get nose-to-nose with him. You aren't the type to say anything, you normally found Ludwig- you're favorite bruder- and hid from Prussia in the safe haven of his room.
You raised your fist and punched Prussia directly on the nose and then again on the mouth. It took him a moment to actually let it sink in even if the pain was there immediately after contact. He'd been knocked to the floor with the force of the impact. You had more strength in those two punches than you ever even knew you had
Alive [America X Reader]More Like This
You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie
Have you ever got a bad feeling that you just couldn’t shake? Just a feeling that something horrible would happen even though you didn’t know what that something was. Well, [Name] woke up that morning in that situation; with a awful sense of dread welling up in her chest. Try as she might she couldn’t shake the feeling, even as she untangled herself from the bed sheets and rose to her feet. Even as she made her way down to the kitchen the smell of coffee was smothered by this knowledge, clouding her mind.
“Morning, [Name].” Suddenly she felt warm arms wrap around her waist, jolting her back to the world of the living. She forced smile, turning around to embrace her blond haired husband.
“Good morning, Alfred.” She said, breathing in his scent. She felt the rumble of his laughter through his chest. Hearing that she tu
Hetalia: SMH: America(Ok so in the intro it said that Jamaica and America were together in here but in this case they're not, you and America are )More Like This
Mexico sighed at your stubbornness and took the piece of paper from your hand and began to open it and read the name out loud, "______ got…...America!!” She and Kayla grinned at you wildly, winking at you subtly.
“Fuck yeah! You got me dudette! Come on. Lets have some fun!” America grinned at you, taking you by the hand and began dragging you to the pantry, that wasn't too big but at the same time not too small. It was big enough to fit at least 2 persons or so.
Before you knew it, you were inside the pitch black pantry and you were almost face to face with the hero, who was also known as your crush. You gulped and looked away shyly when you could barely see that the 'hero' had a huge grin on his face and was looking at you provocatively.
You bit your bottom lip harshly, knowing that this was the perfect chance to tell him how
Smile, Damn it! Romano X ReaderMore Like This
WARNING: I do curse in this story, like a lot. And my apologies for people who don’t approve of stuff like that, I’m trying to stop, but it’s like a drug and it’s addicting. That probably makes no sense, but again: Sorry for people who don’t like cursing.
You followed Romano out of the conference room after the pointless World Meeting crap was over. All those countries just fought over land and other countries, causing more tension and useless arguments. Today was especially painful, because they were fighting over you. It was quite awkward.
“Damn potato loving bastardo. Why can’t-a he just leave-a mio fratello alone, eh? And that son of a bitch-a Spain! What the hell is wrong with him?! He keeps pinching my-a damn cheek, telling me I look-a like a tomato!” Romano muttered as he walked fast out the door, with you at his tail. When he was mad, he was also a bit clumsy and dimwitted.
Request: Drink Off Prussia X ReaderMore Like This
“_______? Hey, _______!” Your friend, waved her hand in front of your face, trying to get your attention. You looked up from the beer bottle in front of you and stared dumbly at your friend.
“Hm?” You asked, and she sighed, as if all hope for you was lost.
“Listen, ______, you’ve got to stop thinking about that job. It’s over, your boss fired you, and he was an asshole for doing it.”
A few hours earlier.....
“You’re fired, ______! I’ve had enough of your constant corrections and shooting sarcastic comments my way! I know you’ve been hooking up with one of you co-workers and that you’ve been spreading rumors about me behind my back!” Your chubby, purple faced boss screamed at you. You were his assistant for about three years now and had never done a single thing that he stated. Well, except for the corrections, but damn it, that was your job!
“A-are you serious, right
AmericaXreader - Walk me homeIt’s cold; very cold. The rain lashes against your face as you stumble towards your mum’s apartment, blazer wrapped firmly around your drenched body. You had forgotten your umbrella. Your mum had refused to give you a lift from school, meaning that you had been made to walk the entire way across town in the pouring rain - without an umbrella. Or a coat. It wasn’t that your mum was being cruel or anything; she was on a business trip for a few days, and wouldn’t be back till tomorrow. In the meanwhile, you’d been left alone.More Like This
A particularly large raindrop dribbles down the side of your cheek. You can feel it seeping into the creases of your lips as the wind blows your sideways, and you are forced to dodge flying sheets of newspapers and dead leaves as you fight against the raging wind. Next time, you think to yourself, remember to bring an umbrella when it rains - or at least a coat. As you turn the corner onto one of the roughest avenues in the
A Night in the City of Jazz (America x Reader)(America x Reader)More Like This
"Alfred! Where are we going?" You inquired as Alfred dragged you down the crowded streets of New Orleans. He pushed through large groups of tourists as he completely ignored the rather loud question.
A few minutes later, the sandy blonde suddenly halted in front of a huge store. His abrupt stop caused you to ram into his shoulder, but he wrapped his long arms around you before any harmful contact was made.
"Alright, dude, we are looking for something very special." He finally answered you with a goofy grin on his face. Special? The pair stood in front of an enormous store with several gorgeous dresses, gowns, suits, and tuxedoes on display.
It wasn't too long before he pulled you into the shop. His excitement bubbled over and seemed to be contagious despite the fact you had no idea why you were here. A woman dressed in a dress suit without a single wrinkle approached the American with a polite smile.
"Good morning," she greeted.
"Hey," Alfred greeted with his giant g
Innocent (Germany x Reader)(Germany x Reader)More Like This
She was strong, but she was alone. She stood tall, but never felt so low. Her people were bold, but separate.
It was centuries ago when she was born-no-created. If there had not been a name, the others would simply call her by the most obvious trait she held.
Years had worn her and the others betrayed her. Trust was not an ability she had anymore. A past of pain wrecked her memory and heart.
It was a war that changed the innocence of a child into the cold ruthless adult she was now. Countless countries had tried to claim her for their own and use her for a way to overcome the others. When she rejected any authority, it caused a bit of tension.
The wars raged on as the people within her began to question the country itself. A revolution bubbled up as she was distracted with international problems. She was weak and vulnerable to all.
Until one day.
She carefully rose up and ended all. With an iron fist she crushed all revolts and any invading countries as we
Hetalia: America x Reader: A Hot Day With Alfred"Arghh! _____, it's too hot!!!" Alfred whined, fanning himself with his hand and wiping sweat off his forehead with the other.More Like This
"Eh?! I know that! You don't need to point out the obvious Al." You sighed, rolling your eyes.
"But it's hot!!" He moaned, slouching tiredly.
"Well, what else do you want me to do about it?" You snapped. "I've already turned the huge electric fan over there on max!"
Currently, with your best friend complaining by your ear, you were sitting on the steps of Alfred's patio. Earlier, knowing that the weather was sunny, you had given Alfred a little visit. But it became too sunny. You knocked on the door and waited for a long, long time before you heard the American stumble downstairs and finally open the door. It was like he was hibernating in the summer and just woke up! You told him to go outside for some warm fresh air and so, more or less, dragged him out to the patio. Hence, why Alfred was complaining on how hot it was.&
England x Depressed!Reader - Never Alone You glance at the clock. 12:30 AM. Way past your bedtime. Looking back up at the ceiling, you sigh, another tear rolling down your cheek. Nothing had gone right today. You had a writer’s block, and when you did start writing, it wasn’t good enough. Then when you were sorting your photography, you found that you didn’t really have a ‘thing’ that you took photography of. Like, some people only took pictures of trees, or flowers, but you did everything. Like you were a wanna-be photographer. And you hated it. Nothing was special about the way you wrote or photographed.More Like This
Then, you had spent part of the day with your best friend. Stupidly, though, she was too busy skyping her friends and having fun with them to notice your depressed state. After she left, you messaged one of your other best friends on facebook. They only told you that a family member of theirs died, and then said they had to go. So here you were, listening to the radio, and lying on your b
Prussia x Reader: Prussian Frost-----------Flashback time-------------More Like This
The day of your wedding was possibly the happiest day of your life. It was the first day you felt like nothing else mattered except you and your husband.
"You may now kiss the bride."
He leaned down to your level pressing his lips softly to yours.
You never knew how long the kiss lasted, but it felt like forever. You didn't hear the applause from your family and friends, you didn't notice the flower girl tripping, you didn't care about the flashes of camera, or even think about the tears of your mother seeing you so happy.
All you cared about was being in his arms. Nothing else mattered.
That was the day you had seen his younger brother, Ludwig, genuinely smile for the first time. Every detail was locked in your mind, forever. Gilbert pulling out the chair for you, dragging his two best friends from under the table before they'd had a chance to take pictures of the undergarments below. Shoving cake into his face right as he was prepared to take a
Awesome [Hetalia: Child!Prussia x Adult!Reader]"Gilbert, please don't make whatever soup you're making You put practically everything in."More Like This
"Gilbert! Get off the kitchen counter; you're going to fall off!"
"Gilbert! Don't draw on the walls in crayon!"
You slumped into the wicker chair after a long day of bickering with your little devil, Gilbert, sighing and returning to your favorite book you always read at eight o' clock in the evening sharp. It was a rough life, but as long as you could deal with it one more time, you were alright.
"Now, if I could just get some hot cocoa for myself, that'd be wonderful," you murmured to yourself quietly, with a gentle smile on your tired face. You tied your [h/c] hair into a bun, and slumped over to the kitchen again. It was a mess, of course; when Gilbert had slipped in a puddle of water on the counter and nearly fell onto the cold tile floor, you'd jumped to the rescue and managed to pull off a save but only after you had got yourself serious tile burns on your elbows, s
PrussiaxReader - Words Beginning With 'A'"You have 1 new chat request" read the little notice on your computer screen.More Like This
You were in your bedroom on the top floor of your two-storey house, working on your school assignment that was due in two weeks' time. You sighed and minimised your Word window, before clicking on the notice. Up popped your chat box.
"AwesomePrussian: What's up?"
Oh great. It was Gilbert, the most annoying guy you knew.
"You: What do YOU want?"
"AwesomePrussian: You. Come on, play nice. Long time, no type. What have you been doing?"
"You: I was chatting with you about 15 minutes ago. And I'm doing homework. You remember homework, right? That stuff that our teachers give us to work on at home?"
"AwesomePrussian: It was longer than that. And I'm far too cool to be doing such menial things as homework. Besides, I'm not at home, so doing it now would defeat the point of 'homework'."
"You: Yeah, probably more like twenty minutes. Still not long enough. A
Of Course I Will (PrussiaxChubby!Reader) (Request)You stared in shock at the scene beforeMore Like This
Your boyfriend of two years was with
another woman. And not just any woman: Elizabeta. She’d been
your “rival” for about a year and a half. You could
barely call it a rivalry though, because it was clear that your
boyfriend Roderich preferred her over you. You continued to watch
with tears threatening to spill over at any second. Sadly, that
second came sooner than you anticipated: Roderich leaned down and
kissed her, something he never did for you in the two years you were
You couldn’t take it anymore. You
dashed with blurred vision toward your best friend’s little
café. No matter what happened in your life, (friend’s
name) was always there for you. You hoped that would hold true today.
*Time skip to café~*
You walked in slowly, most of your
tears dry by now. (Friend’s name) looked up from the counter
and her eyes widened as she took in your appearance. She beckoned you
Puppy Love (PrussiaxReader)Puppy LoveMore Like This
Jogging down the final street that would get you to your house, you pushed through the growing heat of the morning and glanced down at your watch. The timer had nearly reached 18 minutes. Picking up the pace a little bit, you ran through a barren horse trail that would complete your three-mile course. About halfway through the path however, you slowed to a walk.
A dog was trotting towards you.
Not something insanely peculiar seeing as a lot of people walked their dogs down the path. What bothered you was the fact that you couldn't find the animal's owner.
You lowered yourself to the ground and called the hound over. When he happily made his way over to you, you pat his soft, dark brown pelt and grabbed his collar.
Relieved, you saw the number and searched through your pockets for the phone you had left in you jeans from the day before. Standing, you firmly gripped the collar and began walking back home.
Though, you didn't need to hold on. The dog seemed
PrussiaxReader: Not Alone on Christmas Once more, you watched as Prussia slipped out of the house. Christmas Eve and all that man could do was leave everyone to their own business. Sure he was used to being alone but that didn't mean he always had to be.More Like This
Going to the door, you grabbed your gloves and scarf before rushing out the door after him. 'Stubborn nation...' you thought quietly to yourself, finding his figure in the distance, blending in with the white of the falling snow.
Chasing after him, you felt your mind dizzying. What could he possibly be doing for the umpteenth time for the night that caused him to leave his family and friends behind on the holidays?
You stayed near behind, watching as he walked along the snowy streets of Berlin. Not many people were out, a car or two rushing by as you followed quietly behind him.
After awhile, he stopped at a cement wall, no specifics behind it. There was graffiti littering it and the age obviously showed. Parts were broken and torn away
Winter Is Coming [Wolf!Prussia x Reader]Notice: Please read description first, as it will explain some things. Thank you~More Like This
The air was becoming colder.
Though, the term "cold" was more like an old friend in these northern lands. Winter was a constant companion for miles upon miles—a bitter wind was almost always nipping at a traveler's nose, snowflakes added to the layers of white innocence in a thick blanket at least every three days, and ice forming crystalline patterns on the trunks of dying trees was more common than the waters of the river that ran past the village truly flowing through the land instead of being frozen in time.
The people of the village had lived in the lands long enough to know when winter's true nature was fast approaching. The days were even shorter; nights more dark and treacherous, where the simple notion of not wearing boots to bed could make a man wake up in the morning with frostbite. It was a small village, one full of superstition and lore, as well as brutal hunters determined to f
PrussiaxReader I'll change my whole life for you"Well maybe if you werent doing such stupid things with your stupid friends, you wouldn't have gotten arrested AGAIN," You yelled, throwing a beer mug in the direction of your Prussian boyfriend. He dodged it with ease and chuckled darkly as the mug shattered against the wall.More Like This
"I can do what I want, people should respect the awesomeness that is me, frau," he growled, trying to get closer to you to make you stop yelling "And if you don't shut up, the neighbors will call the cops on the awesome me and you'll have to bail me out again."
"That's all it is with you! 'awesome' this or 'unawesome' that. It's getting on my very last nerve! I've already bailed you and Toni and Francis out of jail THREE TIMES. That's three more than anyone should!" You cried throwing a plate at him. It crashed against his chest and he toppled backwards.
"_-_______!" He gasped out as he hit the floor "Youre going to regret doing that, frau" he picked up a piece of the broken plate and threw it at you with intense
His Story: PrussiaXReaderHe decided to finally end it.More Like This
The anchor was securely linked to the chain that shackled his wrist. In his boat, he contemplated the sea, overlooking the pool of sparkling azure horizon. The mild waves cradled his boat as the wind brushed gently against his skin. He couldn't recall the last time he'd seen the world as serene as this solitary moment.
The truth had dawned on him‒ he had no other reasons to live. He'd been constantly reminded that the world can manage without him. He had not so many friends and most of them had long since deserted him. Even his own brother, the only one who truly cared, also grew tired of him.
What he was about to do would conclude his prolonged suffering, painless compared to what he endured throughout his stay at the Soviet Union.
Prussia's stomach protested. Water was his only meal for two days. It served as a punishment after being found stealing food from the kitchen. He had been doing it for weeks‒sharing the food with the other starvi
Sweet Songbird: Part 2 (PrussiaxReader)Sweet Songbird: Part 2More Like This
Your reintroduction to Gilbert was nearly two months ago and you were happily living with him. Since you didn't have a job but you didn't want to be a freeloader, you cooked and cleaned while he was at work. You were like the perfect housewife. You blushed at the thought and continued cooking dinner for that night. Placing tonight's dessert, stollen, in the oven you set the timer. There was nothing left to do. The beef stroganoff was sitting on the stove with a lid on the pot, keeping the heat in. Gilbert would be home any minute. And just as you were washing your hands, you heard the door click open.
But it wasn't Gilbert.
"Bruder?" the voice called out into the house, "Hallo? Gilbert?"
You stepped into the entryway, allowing the man to see you as well as you to see him. "Um, Gilbert will be home soon, who are you?" you asked the tall blonde man, your head tilted a bit to the side.
The man blushed a
BTTxReader Cape Cod 1Where are you guys taking me?More Like This
Isnt it obvious yet frau?
Oui! We ave passed many signs.
Yeah, but you guys blindfolded me!
Oh, lo siento chica. Ill take it off.
NO! Gilbert and Francis yelled simultaneously.
Oh right! I cant do that.
Your best friends, Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio showed up this morning saying you were going on a trip with them. As soon as you started protesting Francis blindfolded you, Gilbert carried you to his car(at least you thought it was his car), and Antonio packed your bag. He was the only one allowed in your room because he was the least perverted.
It had been three hours of driving and you still werent there.
How much longer? You whined.
About five more hours _____. Gilbert guessed.
UGH! Im tired, hungry, and I need to pee!
Zhen ow about we stop at a gas station, Francis suggested.
PrussiaxReader The Vet“Gilbert! Ugh!” You walked around the house, looking for the Prussian and his bird. You should have told him you were going to get ice cream. But no, you had decided to be honest and tell the albino that you were going to the vet.More Like This
You heard a “Piyo!” followed by “Verdammt, Gilbird! Shut up!” You followed the sound, tracking it to the bathroom. You pulled open the shower curtain to reveal Gilbert, with Gilbird on his head. You rolled your eyes.
“Come on, we’re going to be late for Gilbird’s appointment.” You hoped Gilbert would give in and allow you to take them to the vet, but, of course, that’s not what happened. Gilbert shouted “No!” and then darted past you, with his bird, and ran down the hallway.
You sighed in exasperation, walking out of the bathroom. “Gil, don’t be such a baby!” Instantly a reply came.
“I am not a baby! Scheiße!” He realized that he had given away hi
BTTxReader Part 2BTTxReaderMore Like This
Bad Idea Part 2
It had to be the hottest day of summer. You were sprawled on your bedroom floor in a yellow tank top and black shorts. The radio crackled on. "And todays forcast. In the high 90's for most of the day, creeping into the 100's by this afternoon."
You groaned. That meant you were going to be stuck in the house all day. At least the A/C worked. Kinda. It had a bad habit of sputtering and giving out only to turn its self back on.
"Why are you on the floor chica?" Twisting your head you smiled up at Antonio, one of the guys you had shared this house with for the past year and a half.
"Lets go out side chica!! It's beautiful out!" You stared at him, "Dude its almost 97 degrees out there." He grinned "So? We could have a water fight!" It sounded tempting. Very very tempting. "Will Gil and Francis be playing?"
He shrugged, "I dunno,
BTTxReaderBad IdeaMore Like This
You knew sharing a house with three guys wasn't a good idea. Far from it, it was a BAD idea.
If only you had realized that sooner.
"Ding Dong" You pressed the doorbell for the fifth time. Scowling you shifted your hold on the three bags you had under one arm. What the hell was taking them so long? You hadn't met the guys yet and already you were pissed at them.
"Are you their new, uh room mate?" a female voice came from the right. You twisted to look towards the voice. A brown haired girl stood on a well trimmed lawn.
"Yes...I guess I am." You smiled "Are they home?".
She grimaced "Honestly I don't know." Sighing you set your bags down and sat on the front step. "Great..... I'll have to wait for them." She looked at you sympateticaly. "I'm Elizabeta, and I
Sweet Revenge BTTxReaderMore Like This
Bad Touch TrioxReader
"FRANSIS BONNEFOY!!! YOU GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!!!" You screamed running after the laughing frenchman.
Sliding around a corner, you jumped down the stairs of the small house you shared with the three members of BTT.
Francis had gone to far.
He could slap your ass, he could steal kisses, but he could NOT take your last bar of chocolate.
To others this would seem silly. Its just chocolate right?
You were a chocoholic and proud of it! And you deserved that chocolate damn it! You had a shitty day at work and you were looking forward to that bar all day.
For some reason it was the only one in your secret stash drawer. You were pretty sure you had atleast three in there. But before you could consider, Francis had leaned over your shoulder and snatched it away.
Running into the living room, your foot caught on something, causing you to fall face first onto to the floor.
2p Italy x Odd!Reader You have feelings tooI walked home alone in the cold, lonely streets at night, but for me I go out for night strolls just to look at the moon and count the stars. I’m mostly an odd person, doing strange things that had people scratch their heads with confusion. Even my so called friends thought I was odd. They would whisper things behind my back, even amongst themselves.More Like This
“Why is she so weird,”
“God, cant she be normal like the rest of us,”
“Well we’re better off without her anyway,”
But I just brushed them off and ignored them, like they didn’t occur to me. Though, in truth it did hurt a lot that I didn’t fit in.
“I may be different but that doesn’t mean I’m not a human being,” I thought.
“I have feelings too,”
My thoughts were cut off, when I felt a hand, roughly cover my mouth and pulling me into an alley way. I struggled to fight back but my captor holding me hostage chuckled with amusement.
Bride Of A MadMan 2p!England x Goth!Reader Part 5We walked in the house and saw his friends and their wives sitting at the table. Some of them made out passionately with each other while one woman was sitting alone on the couch, rubbing her round stomach.More Like This
“I’m guessing shes pregnant with child,” I thought.
I looked around each of them wondering, how I am going to introduce myself, without angering them.
“Don’t worry poppet,” I hear Oliver say to me.
“You’ll be fine making new friends with the wives soon enough,”
Oliver then got up at the head of the table, and cleared his throat loudly, gaining everyone’s attention. But there are mostly glares of annoyance
“Hello friends and wives,” Oliver called.
Most of them grumbled, while the wives waved a slightly wave. I gulped, silently as their eyes are now on me.
“This is ___________, she is my soon to be wife and fiance,” he announced before turning to me.
“Go one, poppet. Don’t be shy,”
Bride Of A MadMan 2p!England x Goth!Reader Part 4I moaned gently in my sleep as the sun shined through the curtained window. I’m usually not a morning person but for some reason the sun looked beautiful. I reached for Oliver’s spot but it was empty.More Like This
The door bursts open, and Oliver comes in with a tray of chocolate chip pancakes (or if you prefer other flavor pancakes that its fine) and a cup of orange juice.
“Good Morning Poppet!” He chimed happily as he came over and gently set the breakfast on my bed side.
“Good morning, Oliver,” I replied, sleepily.
I looked over at the breakfast laid before me before looking at Oliver, who smiled kindly at me.
“I made them just for you,” He said.
“Hope you like it,”
I studied the pancakes by cutting up the pieces and looking at the inside. My mouth watered at the sight of the chocolate chips melted inside. I popped them in my mouth with a fork.
“Wow this is so good,’ I said with glee.
I then picked up another piece of pancak
PrussiaxReader Interrupted ShowersYou hummed softly as you walked down the hallway towards the bathroom, fresh-out-of-the-dryer towel in hand. The house was quiet, and all of the windows were thrown open, letting in the warm spring sunlight. You smiled and pushed the bathroom door open.More Like This
You squeaked as you strode into the bathroom to be greeted by a showering Gilbert. Your face turned bright red, and you looked down, stuttering apologies. “I am so, so, so sorry Gilbert. I had no idea you were in here. I didn't even know you were home so I was going to take a shower, and I'm so sorry...” you stopped yourself before you could babble any more, and steered yourself towards the door, eyes fixed on the floor.
Gilbert started laughing. You shut the door behind you and all but ran to your room, blushing again as the full image of what you had seen registered in your mind. You hung your towel on its hook and took a few breaths to calm yourself.
You left your room and snuck past the bathroom to the kitchen, looking f
Vampire!Prussia X Reader ExistenceMore Like This
You were always a skeptic.
You never believed in fairytales, myths, monsters, or anything like that. Especially vampires.
Oh, how you loathed the thought of vampires.
It's not that you hated them, it was just... The people who liked them and the people who believed them.
You watched programs on television or articles on the internet where people explain their theories and try to to prove vampires are real; which they entirely are not. And don't get me started on the Twihards.
A lot of the girls (And a handful of the boys too) at your school were Twihards. It vexed you to the core. Vampires this; vampires that.
"Oh my God, (Name); your boyfriend looks so much like a vampire!" A girl squealed.
"How?" You ask. You got a lot of feedback from people talking about your boyfriend, Gilbert. Sure, he was pale and his eyes were sort of red-ish, But really? A vampire? Well, that's irrelevant.
"What do you mean how?" She asked you, "It's pretty self explanatory i
All I See (PrussiaXReader) IMore Like This
The town is a picturesque, warm collection of homes and box businesses. You tip the bus driver and exit the bus, the fresh, sweet air entering your nose.
The bus releases its exhaust and leaves you alone and unsure. Now that you escaped and left it all behind, you have nowhere to go. There are some of your friends in a nearby town, but they’ll question why you left. You would need to stay with someone you didn’t know or at a hotel. You begin to tread forward, because, that’s the only direction that your brain is registering.
The sound of your shoes is very lonely throughout the city.
Just like how you are alone.
No one knew who shoes made such a sound.
Just like how no one knows you.
You soon come across an older couple and barely muster a smile as they pass.
:Drabble: Snapped!CanadaxReaderMore Like This
You were in your home at night watching TV, (a show you like), you were comfortable on your couch when suddenly you hear someone knocking on the door. It was quite late so you decided to see to peek through the peep hole in the door, just to be safe. But when you did, no one was there. You decided not to give it too much importance, maybe that was just your imagination. You were going to return to your couch to keep watching TV when someone knocks at the door again. This prank had you fed up so decided to see who it was by opening the door. No one was there, as expected, so you went to the street to see if someone was playing with you. You looked from one side to the other and no one was outside. The lights of nearby houses were out, there were no cats or dogs, not a soul was out that night. After a while and you gave up, when you were going back home someone appeared behind you and put a handkerchief on your face. You tried your best not to smell and pull away from that person but you
Sugar Snow (CanadaxReader) Your breath puffed out in little white clouds of vapour as you crouched behind a tree, stifling your giggles from streaming into the crisp Canadian air. As you flattened yourself as best you could against the broad trunk of the maple tree, you peeked quickly around the bark to catch a glimpse of Matthew walking naively past, whistling softly as he carried two buckets filled to the brim, one with packed snow and the other with boiling sap. Your smile spreading uncontrollably over your face, you knelt and scooped up a handful of fluffy white snow from the ground, patting it into a perfect sphere with your gloved hands; you waited patiently until Matthew had handed the two buckets into the sapping station set up inside his house before darting out from the cover of the tree and lobbing the snowball straight at his back.More Like This
His surprised interjection sent you into peals of blind laughter, which were t
CanadaXSleep Deprived!ReaderGroaning, you rolled over and looked at the alarm clock, which sat on your bedside table, for the umpteen time.More Like This
Tightly closing your (eye colour) eyes, you buried your (skin colour) face into your pillow.
But you sighed knowing that that wouldn’t help, as you had already tried to fall asleep with your face in said pillow about a million times the minutes and hours before hand.
Grabbing your Black IPhone 4 off the bedside table on the other side of your head you quickly put in (your password).
Hearing a 'click' the phone unlocked, and you clicked on your 'Itube app'. After waiting a few moments, you went to search and typed in (Favorite Youtuber).
~Matthew's Point Of View~ ~9 am~
"Yo Matt! I wanted to ask if you know what’s up with (Nick name), you two are really close, and (Nick name) seems to be getting more tired every day."
Matthew blinked at his brother, looked down, and hugged Kumijiro, his polar bear who always seemed to forget him, a little tighter trying no
Canada X Reader ~Invisibility~"Let's be invisible together." you give him a bracing smile, hands trembling ever-so-slightly. Matthew returns the smile, lips quivering gently, and nods in agreement, his gaze drifting down to the gun in your hand with veiled blue eyes.More Like This
"Okay. I love you." he says, softly, a tender mercy as he raises the gun off of the notes of apologies to your respective families and he puts the cold, unfeeling barrel of the gun to your temple as you do the same to him, such a contrast to the comforting warmth of his hand on yours.
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You stir slowly, the bright lights shining down upon your closed eyelids. Strange, yet familiar scents surround you. Scents of maple and coffee, of an ocean breeze, of winter air, of old wood and parchment, of pine and freshly fallen snow.
A silence rings in your ears, a peaceful silence that calms you, bringing back empty memories of dreams that you never had. A cool summer's night laying in the grass on a blanket, staring up at stars above, laughing and clinging to a nameless warmth. A cold night before a fireplace, leaning against warmth and covered with kisses and a handmade quilt. A string of whispered words at twilight, passionate love filling a pair of intertwined bodies and hearts and souls.
Light footsteps on carpet and wood, the clattering of ceramic and glass, a hushed word of warning to be silent. A soft sigh, then the creaking of old hinges on an old door.
Your eyes remain closed, feigning sleep even now, though you didn't know why. It just felt like the normal thing to do
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"Are you sure you do not vant to come?" Ludwig asks you as the two of you step into the elevator of your apartment building. Gilbert had challenged Arthur to a drinking contest, so Ludwig was going to be there, just to make sure Gil doesn't run into traffic singing "Centuries" at the top of his lungs. Normally, you would tag along, maybe to team up with Kiku and capture a new viral video, but today was (f/n) time. You had your favorite show recorded, and you weren't going to miss another day of it.
"Sorry, Luddy, maybe next time. You know how much I'm into Doctor Who now.. Damn Arthur.." You give him an apologetic smile as the elevator dings and the doors slide open. Once you walk out, you turn around to see Ludwig looking really disappointed. God, you hated it when he got like that, it
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It was strange. This being, this ancient being, one who had seen war and carnage, bathed in blood and bled tears… he could become so infatuated because of a single human. A mere mortal girl. The nation, the now dissolved Kingdom of Prussia, he had seen many pretty women. Beautiful hair, beautiful eyes, rich, poor, royalty, servants, the nicest smiles, the prettiest personalities. And yet, this one child had his heart beating fast, had him blushing whenever she grinned. It was unbecoming of an awesome nation like him!
But there was nothing he could do. He could not ease his breathing nor calm his heart. It was as if she had cast a spell on him and frankly, he didn’t mind so much.
(Name). The word rolled off his tongue with ease, made a soft shiver crawl up his spine. But she never noticed. It was an unrequited love. She was the Italian nations’ secretary and they both would have already captured her affections. Doesn
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(F/N) = First Name
(L/N) = Last Name
(Y/n) = Your name
(H/c) = Hair color
(B/n) = Bunny name (You have a stuffed bunny)
(Y/n) woke up from a light slumber. A second was spent questioning why she was awake, and then the jiggling of keys in the door was heard.
Father was home.
(Y/n) jumped out of bed, and pushed a chair against her bedroom door. Sometimes he came into her room…When he came home this late—her clock read two a.m. right now—he was angry. He had been drinking that gross stuff that makes him mean and angry—he called it a lot of different names, like beer or vodka. But it was all the same, it all turned him into a monster that hurt the three-year-old.
She was smart enough to realize when he smelled and came home late, she was usually hurt.
But not always. Sometimes he wouldn’t come into her room, just head straight to bed. Or if he did come into her
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Quickly you went into resistance mode. The feeling of someone pushing you from behind setting it in motion. Instead of sitting there being pushed like a rag doll you jumped forward, basically running to the circle of people. That's where you're gonna end anyway.
Alfred seemed a little taken back by your willingness, but just went with it.
"Alright dudette! Pick something."
He said that along with pushing a bag full of items towards you.
Personally you wanted to resist instead of giving in, but decided against it. That would only cause trouble for everyone, making things more difficult.
In a surrendering motion you stuck your hand in the bag. You were honestly surprised on how many things were shoved in. The variety of textures went all over the place. There wasn't anything specific you were looking for, you figured no one would want to be stuck in a closet for seven minutes with you anyway. (Oh how wrong you are!)
In the end you decided on picking something that felt smooth and
Germany x Reader: Love LettersYou were flipping through your Calculus notebook, trying to find the page you had written your homework on. When you finally arrived, a small slip of paper was also there. You lifted the paper curiously, and when you turned it around, the printed words shocked you.More Like This
You are so beautiful.
How could someone like you
Ever love someone so awful like me?
You looked around, surveying everyone. You hadn't seen anyone anywhere close to your things for the twenty minutes you had already been in class, and the only ones who had access to your things was Ludwig Beilschmidt and Honda Kiku, but you knew very well that they wouldn't leave little depressing love notes for you.
You were tempted to crumple up the note but instead, you simply tucked it into a random page in your Calculus notebook and started reviewing your homework, making sure your answers were correct.
"Are you okay?" the deep voice of Ludwig said beside you. The German accent was reassuring, and you looked up with a smile and a
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Ding Dong, Ding Dong!
"________, you home?!"
Ding Dong, Ding Dong!
"________?! Oh come on, Frau! Zhe awesome one is vaiting for you down here!"
"________, if you don't open zhis door I'm going to climb up to your vindow und-" Gilbert stopped shouting the moment your disheveled form opened the door with a huge frown. But no matter how much you looked like you've just fought your way through a tornado, Gilbert would always find you beautiful.
"Good morning, meine Frau! Und how are you on zhis vonderful day?" he asked with a huge smirk. However, you were not going to take any of his bull crap and just continued to stare him down as you lazily leaned against the door knob.
"What do you want, Gilbert?"
"Vell, I just vanted to see if you-"
"I mean it's Sunday. Isn't this usually the day where you sleep in or blog about things that have to do with yourself?"
"Ja, but you see I vas just in zhe neighborhood und-"
"Also, I was sleeping when you decided to come ov
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"[Name], wake up! You remember what you promised me!" A stern voice broke through your dreaming, causing you to groan and throw your blanket further over your head and snuggling up inside the newfound warmth. Ah, it's that time of the winter where a thick layer of snow falls and you don't want to do anything except read in bed or be lazy. But some stubborn guy refuses to let you kick back and relax.
"[Name]...!" The voice persisted, a little edge to his voice. You mumbled, "GoawayI'mhavingareallynicetime..."
and then curled up even further. "Schatz, you leave me no choice." The voice was at a monotone now, and suddenly the warmth was stolen away from you in a heartbeat. You sat straight up, your [eye color] eyes widened in shock when you saw that Ludwig was holding your pile of quilts and blankets that were providing your warmth. "Geezus, Ludwig! You could've just let me sleep a little more!" You put your knees up to your head and shivered, glaring up at the tall German; your expressio
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She laid her head upon folded arms across the banister of the second story balcony. In the dark below she saw her and her husband, Ludwig’s, backyard, surrounded by a grove of trees which stood in shadow, an area of them illuminated by the soft glow of the downstairs porch light. Tilting her head she looked out beyond the yard’s wooden fence to the quiet gravel road. Not a car passed by, the air was still and quiet, filled only by the beautiful, steady song of some distant crickets. Despite the peaceful atmosphere, (name) could not sleep. This frustrated her for she knew no obvious reason as to why. Nothing particularly stressful plagued her mind, she had nothing coming up that would make her the least bit anxious, and furthermore she had been awake since about seven o’clock that morning.
Sighing she laid back onto the long wooden bench where she sat, stretching her legs, clothed in a pair of soft (f/c) pajama pants given to her by her husb
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“_______,” Gilbert’s tired voice drawled out.
“_______~ come on it’s almost noon.” Moments after the words left his mouth, two arms found their way around your waist, pulling you closer to Gilbert’s chest.
“Ten more minutes…,” you mewled out, stretching your arms above your head.
“That—,” Gil sighed, somewhat amused, “—is what you said ten minutes ago.”
No response; you had already fallen back asleep.
“_______…,” he whined, resting his forehead against yours in defeat. Although most see him as the more “laidback” brother, he still is very punc
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You slowly opened the door and entered the room. It was more of a parlour really, given the size of the place. You looked around, your eye catching sight of the enormous paintings and the big mirror which hung above the hearth.
“It’s quite impressive, isn’t it?”
You turned your head in the direction of the familiar voice. Ludwig was sitting at a table at the end of the room. His head leaning on his hand and his crystal blue eyes focused on you.
“It is,” you responded while walking towards him. “But then again, everything in this place is impressive.”
“That’s true, miss_________,” he agreed, while briefly looking up at the ceiling. A silence fell between you. Ludwig stared at you, as if he was expecting you to say something, but you remained death silent. What were you supposed to say? You looked at your hands in your lap, hoping that this wouldn’t become too awkward.
“So…how are you?” he fi
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Gilbert guided you through the maze that was known as the servant quarters. You had entered the place only a few minutes ago, but it already felt like hours. Every corridor looked so…identical. How were the servants even able to find their way back to their own rooms?
You wondered who the person was Gilbert was so keen to introduce you to. Was it a he or a she? A young or an older person? The fact that you didn’t know it, made you somewhat nervous, but then again…had you ever had a real reason to be nervous before? All those other times where you had been, seemed ridiculous and stupid now.
Gilbert stopped before a small wooden door. You stared at it, as if it would tell you what kind of person lived behind those secure walls. But the only thing you observed were the scratches on its smooth surface, engraved deeply within, with an unevenness that was typical for things that had stand the test of time.
Gilbert knocked, the noise clearly audible throughout the sil
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Finally, we're getting somewhere in the week.
Dammit, I freaking hate traffic, just let me go home already. She stomped on the accelerating pedal impatiently as the light turned green. Stupid Los Angeles and its stupid LA traffic.
Thankfully, the rest of the drive home wasn't torturously long, so __________________ was able to pull into the driveway of her and Francis's shared bungalow before she lost her sanity.
As she fumbled for her keys, to open the door, his voiced called, "It's open, minou~"
I'm going to have to learn how make my voice sparkle like that sometime. She walked in, threw her bag on the ground, and flopped onto the sofa.
Light footsteps accompanied the scolding. "__________________, you know better than to have shoes on the sofa."
The young woman threw her arm over her eyes. "I'm too tired, I really couldn't care less right now."
He chuckled, perching himself at the edge of the sofa. He pulled her shoes off, setting th
Prussia x Reader: Morning Wood Your [e/c] eyes cracked open, glazed from sleep. Something didn't feel right. Something felt.... stiff. It was an awkward feeling. And that awkward feeling was poking you in the butt. You rubbed your eyes, looking around the room. Everything seemed to be in place. The dirty clothes bin was in the corner, the blinds were closed, and Gilbird was resting on Gilbert's head. Everything was like usually is. Deciding to just let it go, you turned over to face Gilbert.More Like This
You tried to doze off to sleep again, but something was still poking you, this time in the front. You cracked one eye open, and studied Gil's face. Drool was pooling in his mouth and streaming down his cheek. His albino cheeks were dusted with a darkish pink. You thought the scene was cute... until you looked down.
You mentally face-palmed. "This idiot...!" You sighed deeply, looking at Gilbird. 'The hell is he dreaming about?" You wondered. All of a
I gotta whip and I'm not afraid to use it GermanyMore Like This
Riiiing! Riiiing! Riiiing!
You groan, hearing your cell phone blasting next to you on your nightstand. You were having such a nice dream, too! What made it so nice? It couldn't be because of the blonde-haired, G. I. Joe soldier come to life, dripping wet from splashing around, man who trains you. No, it had to be the beach water that made your dream so great...Yeah, that's it. Smirk, smirk.
Answer it? No, you'll pass on that. It's not like you didn't love watching Germany getting all pumped up and sweaty-I mean, training hard with him. But today, you just wanted some alone time. Away from the ever-so quiet Japan, flirtatious Italy, and the yum-GERMANY! You weren't going to think 'yummy', never...Besides, he was all training, no love life action. Though, it didn't mean you couldn't...admire him, right?
After being taken in by the Axis alliance a year ago, you found yourself strongly attracted to Germany. Love? Maybe yes, maybe no. You weren't sure, that could be because
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You poked Romano's freakishly soft cheeks, making him turn redder by the second.
It only took him about ten of those seconds to snap.
"THE FUCK DO YOU WANT, IDIOTA RAGAZZA?"
"I WANT YOU TO SMILE, MY LOVELY LOVI."
"NO. AND POKING ME IS-A NOT GONNA WORK."
You grit your teeth. Well fine then.
You leaned against his chest and folded your arms, a stubborn pout on your face.
He ignored you and kept his attention on the t-v screen.
"You're being such a creep," you said in the best prissy bitch voice you could muster.
"Girl please, I'm like, the sexiest creep ever," Romano said, his voice shrill and just as prissy-bitch like.
Whoa. He was playing along.
"Not according to 18 magazine. 18 magazine says you only make it to level 2 of sexiness."
You peeked up to see his expression and was pleased to see him grinning like an idiot.
His eyes were still glued on the screen, but his mind was on the "bitch-a-thon".
"Uh excuse me," he chirped, sassy tone on high, "I read RATCHET magazin
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You were determined to make Ludwig laugh.
You were going to, if it was going to be the last thing you ever did.
"Hey Luddy," you sang, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"Vat do jou vant?"
He was reading, and was clearly not amused by the disturbance.
"I've never heard you laugh before," you said honestly, poking the back of his neck.
He blushed. "I'm reading right now. Come back later."
"Nein," you imitated him, "Jou can never get rid of me!"
This clearly wasn't going anywhere. You needed another plan.
"I'm China get you to laugh!" you groaned, sliding over the edge of the couch to sit next to him.
When you looked up, you expected to see him with his nose back in his book, but he was staring at you with an incredulous expression.
"Are you trying to be punny?" he asked, his lips twisted into smirk.
You were taken slightly off guard by him playing along.
Well alright then.
"Zen jou got Togo and make yourself a Turkey zandvich."
"If you made it, it wouldn't end up covered
7 Shades of Francis (Tuesday): France x Reader"I'm going to die from boredom," _____________________ mentally cursed as she straightened out another stack of papers and pushed her paper of calculations away. "Why did I decide to be an actuary again?"More Like This
Being an actuary was actually a low-stress, high paying job, for her. She'd always been good with numbers, risk vs. return, probability... it thrills her. It's also why all of her friends never let her play cards with them.
But not today. She only felt like doing one things today, and that was out of the realm of possibility.
It was only Tuesday after all.
She groaned, slumping in her chair, before getting up to go refill her mug of coffee.
'Francis totally owes me a lifetime of cream puffs for this, I swear, I did not want to go to work today,' she muttered under her breath.
Just as she was about to walk out of the room, her cellphone binged, indicating a text. She sighed again, irritatedly walking back to her desk and grabbing at her phone.
Putain de merde, i
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“Go ahead und choose, (Y/n).”
You dug your hand around the bag, feeling something soft and wispy tickle your fingertips. You pulled it out—a yellow feather.
Someone did a spit-take.
The man who performed this act was heard gasping and coughing in the back, and everyone turned to the red-eyed, white-haired Prussian who stood. “Z-zat is mine,” His voice came out choked, still coughing from before. “Hallo, frau. I—I’m Gilbert Beilschmidt.”
Gott…I have a child to take care of now.
“Oh, mein Gott…” The blonde sighed, digging around the bag before coming up with his necklace. “Meeting adjourned. Take vhatever you put in ze bag, und I vill see you all in France next time…”
“Good luck, love,” Arthur said behind you, patting your back as Gilbert got his stuff together and came to officially meet you. “I’ll, uh, try to visit, a
Prussia x Tomboy!Reader. Girls can't be mechanics!You were laid on the floor under a new customer's S-type Jaguar, fixing the new exhaust pipe into place when the beeping of a car horn startled you. The ignition was turned off, and you heard the car door open, saw a pair of plain-looking black shoes appear just behind the tyre, and heard the door close again.More Like This
"Hallo?" You heard a distinctive male voice call.
"Be with you in a sec!" You called back, giving the exhaust a final testing shake.
"Oh. I zhought zhere vas nobody here." German. Nice. You thought, smirking slightly. Finally satisfied, you wiggled out from under the car and sat up, smiling.
"Can I help you?" Your hair was tied up in a not-so neat ponytail, your (f/c) vest top was torn around the bottom seam, the scruffy worn jeans you wore had black oil steaks down the thighs where you'd repeatedly wiped your hands, and your face was covered in oil that had dropped from several of the cars you'd been under today. You noticed the man who required your ski
Prussia X Reader - unexpected flirtThe way he held you was holy. His skin felt so soft and yet you never felt any safer. 'I will never let you go, fraulein.' He whispered the words into your ear, so soft it felt like a warm breeze. You felt his gentle lips touch yours. His tongue softly touched your lips, gently asking for entrance. Trying hard to get you didn't give in. He pulled you closer to his warm body, making you release a soft moan. His tongue slowly entered your mouth and you could feel your tongues touch. Slowly you pulled back, and your eyes met. His beautiful dreamy violet eyes looked deep into yours. 'I love the way you stare when you daydream.'More Like This
A hard knock on your head brought you back to reality. 'For a minute I thought I'd lost you there. Please tell me you aren't still thinking about that albino idiot?' Your friend muttered. You tried to cover your red cheeks with your hands but the damage was done. ‘Come on, (Y/N), he never even spoke to you before. It’s time to either let go, or talk.
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Snow gently drifted to the ground and landed in small sheets of white, adding to the already foot high layer of the precipitation that covered the frozen earth. A quiet peace also lay over the ground, occasionally broken by the sounds of traditional suburban area noise. There were a few cars passing by that dared to brave the icy roads, a dog or two barking from a window, and every so often a group of children could be heard laughing, enjoying the end of the snow day off of school. It was a picture perfect scene, especially from where (y/n) sat by the fire, gazing out the window at the slowly darkening sky, covered in gentle gray clouds.
A smile spread gently across (y/n)'s lips as she sipped at the hot cocoa in her hands, the marshmallows she had put in bumping into her upper lip gently. She lowered the mug and peered outside again, waiting excitedly for a familiar black Volkswagen to pull up in the driveway of her shared
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There was insistent yowling just behind the door for as long as you were standing on the front porch, presumably the cat you heard earlier. You heard the door open, then something with fur shot past your legs, brushing past. Arthur let out a shout of frustration and closed the door behind him, his footsteps going down the porch steps and onto the sidewalk in quite a hurry.
"GILBERT!!! You get back here RIGHT NOW!!" he screeched at the runaway animal. You blinked and carefully made your way back down the steps and followed the sounds of Arthur's yelling, glad that you had brought your cane with you. You wouldn't be able to go very fast after the fleeing creature, but you could provide some assistance at the very least.
You couldn't tell how large or small the cat was, or even where it had gone to, but Arthur's frequent calls for the cat, Gilbert, you supposed, were enough to let you know the general direction of
PrussiaxReader - To See You Smile"Gilbert, you are a douche." She said, but her smile told him that there was no real weight behind the insult. When she was really angry with him, which, in truth was most of the time, she would glare and scowl and pout and her cheeks would flush red with rage. But when she smiled? She was flirting, pure and simple. She would never admit it, perhaps she didn't even realise she did it, but she did. And what _______ _______ didn't realise, was that he flirted back too.More Like This
That was what Gilbert Beilschmidt was doing when he flashed her his trademark cocky smirk - flirting. She thought he was just being his usual egotistical self - He knew that was what she thought. For such an intelligent girl, _______ had always been clueless when it came to romance. Not that you could call what they had a 'romance'. Technically, Gilbert and _______ weren't even friends.
"-und du bist eine Schlampe." He retorted with a laugh. Nearly all their interactions together where like this, the same old broken
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I roll my eyes watching my drunk now ex boyfriend suck another girls face off, I grab one of his friends arm, I knew him and that he doesn't drink. "Tell the jackass when hes done that hes single". I say and walk outside, I look up at the sky as I walk along the sidewalk, it was a full moon, I remember the stories my granddad told me about werewolves.
Most people sell them off as monsters and killers but really they were protectors, every werewolf would get a human to protect the human would be picked on the day of there birth and the wolf would fallow them and protect them until they died, most wolves don't come in contact with there human but my granddad claimed his wolf was a alpha and he met him when he was a teenager.
If you cant tell people call my whole family crazy, bonkers, nuts, insane in membrane, Etc. I chuckle and remember something my mom always said to my grandma. "I would ask why you married someone so crazy but I know why". I'd giggle or laugh anytime she said t
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"Ah!" Gilbert exclaims being pulled out of his thoughts suddenly.
"Hahahaha, that was just too funny," you laugh at him. He pouts at your teasing but can't help as a small blush covers his cheeks and his lips slightly curve up into a smirk at your cute laughter. No matter how many girls he's dated he still says yours is the cutest.
"Anyways Gil," you say after you calm down a bit. "Did you ask anyone out to the dance?"
"What are you talking about?" Gilbert asks clueless. "There's no dance."
"Oh sorry, I seem to be hallucinating and imagining the banners and signs that say Homecoming is on Friday," you say sarcastically to him. He looks around the cafeteria you're sitting in before school and sees the signs hanging all around you two. You're early because Feliciano, your adoptive older brother, had to come early for a club so no one
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(Y/n) swung his legs from front to back as they dangled off the white chair he sat on. With nothing to do during the World Meeting, the (nationality) boy held (favorite book) closer to his face, trying to ignore the chaos around him.
A faint 'Kesesese~' was heard in the distance and became louder as a sign that the shota's crush, Prussia, was coming over in his direction. (Y/n) blushed a bit as the laughing stopped and a bunch of white hair followed by a face leaned over his shoulder into his field of vision. "Are vou reading? Zhat's zo lame, keseses~." The Prussian chuckled and put his larger hands over (Country)'s small ones and used them to slam the book shut.
(Y/n) blushed at the physical contact and looked over to the side to be met with the older country's red eyes and cheeky smile. "Vant to come to my awesome house tonight?" He asked a bit directly. (Y/n) blushed even more at the question and nodded hesitantly as he held the book close to his body out of his shyness.
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Warning! Cursing, self harm, suicide, I do not encourage any of this
I kissed the scars on her skin
I still think you're beautiful
And I don't ever want to lose my best friend.
You woke up and got ready for school. You dreaded going to school, the place made you feel terrible enough as it is, even without the judgmental assholes.
You tied your [h/l] [h/c] hair into a messy bun and threw on some random shirt and a pair jeans then headed out the door. You didn't eat in fear of seeing your brother who is, sadly, your guardian. You ran to school in the hope of not meeting any of your bullies before school. Seems like luck just loves you though, note the sarcasm.
"Hey little bitch! Pay up!" Erin, the one who most would call the prettiest most popular bitch in the school, had shoved you into a wall before saying this.
"Really? Pay up? What is this, some fucking TV drama? Is that the best you could come up with whore?" You had responded, which probably wasn't the bes