Tadashi Yamaguchi x Reader - MagicMore Like This
Sitting down at a bench, _____ sighed. This day is going to go by slowly, isn’t it? she thought. Other than the fact the sun was shining and the birds were singing, it was a gloomy day. She had planned to spend the day with friends, but they had all gotten other plans last minute.
“Such a nice day to be here alone,” she said to herself. She looked down at her hands, then tapped her feet.
“Excuse me,” a male voice called, waking her from her daze. She looked up at the boy, with short black hair and freckles. “Is someone sitting here?”
“Uh, sure!” she said, out of panic. “I mean, uh, no one’s sitting here.” She looked away from the boy as she blinked, slapping herself mentally.
“Miss?” he asked, leaning over and looking at her. He looked like he could be just starting college, but was waiting for an old friend, judging by his appearance. He was wearing a white button up shirt and dress pants, but s
Haiba Lev/Reader - Lost in TranslationMore Like This
Haiba Lev never planned on such an occurrence happening when he decided to join the Nekoma volleyball club, but he wasn’t arguing with it now that it had. What was meant to be a fun and potentially constructive way to burn his excess energy quickly turned into much more than that, if only so he could get you to just look his way.
Luck might have had it that the day he decided to join, you, too, were there, handing in your form that would assign you as the new first year manager. You were short and pretty, with a cute smile on your lips and a natural flush to your cheeks that made him want to linger closer, to look at you a little longer.
He was sure fate was on his side when rather than being intimidated by his height, you still talked to him normally, easily introducing yourself instead of shuffling away, and that you weren’t put off by his overly energetic babbling about how he was going to be the team’s ace. You encouraged him and told him that whatever you could d
Kuroo x Reader: PaybackKuroo Tetsurou x Kenma’s Sister! ReaderMore Like This
The Nekoma school team was practicing their regular routine; volleyballs were flying everywhere, people were running in various directions, and sweating. The captain called for a water break. You took an indirect route to Kenma, passing others, trying to keep your presence hidden. People were heading back to the court soon after, including Kenma, who had his back to you. You took in a big breath, and then shouted.
"KENMA!" You latched your arms around his neck, and hung on to him. He turned around, and even tried to shake you off, but your grip was fierce. He looked to his side, and saw your face.
"W-why are you here?" He was blushing since everyone was staring.
"Are you embarrassed because lots of people are looking?" you whispered so only he could hear.
"Yes, please get off."
"No way onii-chan," you snarled. You thought about the best way to get revenge on your older brother during the extremely long walk to his school. You were actually
KenmaxReaderxKuroo- DemonsThe night was dark and cold, normal for October, almost November. A small Halloween party took place down the road from a local cemetery. The attending boys and girls gathered around the fireplace to trade horror stories, some about the graveyard less than a mile away from them.More Like This
"Don't ever stand on a grave after dark," One of the boys said. "The person inside will grab you and pull you under."
"Oh please," One of the girls, ______, rolled her eyes. "That's just an old superstition."
"Oh yeah?" The same boy challenged. "Why don't you go prove me wrong?"
"..." _____ kept quiet. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't frightened of going to a boneyard after dark.
"Fine, a grave doesn't scare me." She declared.
The boy smirked and presented her with a dull knife. "Take this and stick it in one of the graves, so we know you didn't lie and run back to mommy."
______ snatched the knife from him and left the house in a huff, slamming the door behind her. The last thing she heard was laughter at
Dog People: Tetsurou KurooYour boyfriend looked dubiously down at his gift. He’d loudly complained that when you said you had something special in store for him at home, this wasn’t what he was expecting. After swatting his shoulder to remind him not to be the asshole he so loved to be, you stole the present away from him, holding it to your chest.More Like This
“Just ignore the mean man,” you cooed to the puppy lapping at your chin. “Hey, Tetsurou, just give it a chance,” you called, a little put off by his ungrateful attitude. “He is for you, you know.”
“Whatever,” he grumbled. His gaze growing darker as the tiny black shiba yipped and wriggled in your arms. “Where did you even get it anyway?” He reached over to pluck the creature from your hands when it whimpered in fear, scratching you as it tried to escape him.
“You scared him!” you exclaimed, trying to reassure the shaking dog as it snug
Mt. Kuroo (Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader)More Like This
It was a jet black and spiky abomination that spanned at least ten centimeters tall, which blocked everything from its path. Your finger tapped impatiently against the wooden desk…yet another year of sitting behind this thing.
The start of your second year in high school began with the usual. In other words, you were assigned to sit behind a certain someone who didn’t have the decency to brush his hair in the morning. To sum it all up in two words, Kuroo Tetsurou.
The volleyball player who you were cursing in your mind cranked his head to meet your eyes with a lazy grin.
“Ah, (Name)-chan! We’re going to be seatmates again. How was your summer?”
You leaned forward and flicked his forehead with an annoyed sigh. “Don’t get so familiar with me.” You shot back with clear distaste at his use of your first name. “I can never seem to get rid of your stupid face every year, huh.”
“You say the same thing every year b
Partners [ Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader ] IMore Like This
“Kuroo, they’ve made contact. Let’s move.”
“Oi, I thought I was the one calling the shots around here.”
“Maybe you would if you’d pay more attention to the situation instead of trying to seduce me!”
You pulled your Glock from its holster and began to move to your designated position. Kuroo Tetsurou followed close behind, making sure that your six was covered.
“Target is en route, I repeat, target is en route,” your fellow teammate Shimizu Kiyoko announced over the communications unit. “Oikawa-san’s team will meet with (last)-san’s. From there, you’ll move in on the shooter while Azumane-san’s and Sawamura-san’s teams come in from the opposite side.”
A chorus of “rogers
Sousuke x reader x Makoto affectionsMore Like This
"M-makoto stop" you laughed trying to squirm your way out of his hold while he was tickling you in the water
It was summer holidays and the whole gang which were the swim team in samezuka plus the iwatobi members came to your place for a mini pool party (which you decided to do since your parents were away for the weekend). Haru was busy doing his usual in the pool, Nagisa was getting comfortable in your fridge with Rei shouting at him, Nitori was admiring Rin like always and the Mikoshiba boys were all over Gou
"S-seriously stop" You demanded
He finally stopped, giving you a warm smile making you smile back but then you gave a devious grin and splashed water at him, he grabbed you by your waist pulling you closer to him with your back facing him
"So your trying to play dirty huh?" He whispered into your ear giving it a quick kiss
Sousuke hated seeing you two flirt with each other especially when you were wearing your bikini. He had strong feelings for you for aslong as he could rememb
2P-CanadaxReader2P!CanadaxReaderMore Like This
Come to Canada they said.
It'll be an adventure they said.
It was an adventure alright. An adventure in snow vill.
Your best friend Alfred had suggested you go to Canada. Your parents had agreed that it was a good idea.
Had anyone asked you if you wanted to go?
Of course not.
They had said it would be a great chance for you to experience the rural wilderness. So then they decide the only way you could do this was to rent a log cabin.
In the middle of a frickin' forest.
Sometimes you really didn't get your parents.
Personally you would have rather stayed at home. In your room, on your laptop. You really weren't a nature person. Sure it was nice to take walks from time to time on footpaths next to the river. But live for two months in the middle of nowhere? Really not for you.
Actually it had surprised you that your parents had taken a suggestion from Al into consideration. They thought he was a no good hooligan a
60 minutes in Hetalia Christmas Heaven(2p Spain)More Like This
"So (y/n) who is the lucky guy" said Alfred. In your hand there was a CD with lots of Salsa music. 'Andres has this CD' you said looking at the back of the Cd reading the tittles of the songs. "This CD has some pretty good songs on it, I might have to Andres if I can borrow it," you mumbled to yourself. "You can borrow it if you want" said a Dark brown/red hair, purple eyed Spaniard. Your face went red when you noticed what he was and damn did he look good he was wearing dark brown smart trousers, smart black shoes and a black dress shirt only buttoned half way up so you still could see he toned, tanned chest. "Come on (y/n) let’s dance to the closet" Andres said taking one hand in his and an arm around your waist and started dancing to the closet.
OK so that was awkwardly embarrassing, "oh chica I will need to teach you how to dance sometime," Andres said nodding to himself in agreement, "o-ok" was all you said. "60 minutes guys and (y/n) if you hurt Andres i hurt you,"
*Cabin In The Woods* Canada X Reader Part 1More Like This
*Cabin In The Woods*
Canada X Reader Part 1
“OH MY GOD! (NAME!) (NAME!)”
At this point, you were still half asleep, it was so early! You were led on the couch in your boyfriend’s cabin you were staying in for the weekend. You were both up late last night and had fallen asleep on the couch.
You bolted up, your heart pounding with worry. “Oh God he’s broken his arm or something!” You panicked, shooting up and running to the sound of your boyfriend’s voice.
“Mattie? Mattie where are you? Are you ok!” You practically scream. You felt arms on your shoulders; spinning around you were eye to eye with your boyfriend.
“Mattie what’s wrong?”
“(Name!) I. JUST. TAMED. A. MOOSE!” Beamed Canada.
“So you aren’t hurt?”
“Eh? Why would I be?”
Ok…You were glad he wasn’t hurt…But its freaking three o clock in the morning!
*Harry Potter X Reader* Like Magic Part 1More Like This
*Harry Potter X Reader*
Like Magic Part 1
“You better not be taking me to the Forbidden Forest…”
“Why would I do that?” Giggled Harry.
“Because you have once before and you said “oh yeah we’re just going for a walk” and we ended up in that place!”
“Oh yeah…” Laughed Harry nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “Ugh, well I promise we’re not going there…” Smiled Harry.
“Should I even know about this? Being a Muggle and all…”
“Well, considering your boyfriend is the amazing Harry potter…” (He emphasised the word ‘amazing,’ making you giggle.) “It would be a little hard to keep the Wizarding world from you (Name), wouldn’t it?”
“I guess.” You smiled, Harry linking your fingers together as you walked, his other hand in his jean pocket.
“So where are we going?”
How I spend my mornings Romano x Reader I usually wake up earlier than her to prepare breakfast. She'll wake up, then still half asleep walks past the kitchen and gesture a quick hello before heading to the bathroom. The sound of the shower and the sizzling of the pan merge to make a perfect melody. She always makes it back to the kitchen before I finish making breakfast. She comes from behind and pulls my curl to tell she's there. I curse in Italian and roughly kiss her. She giggles then walks away, but not before I smack her ass. She always makes a cute face of annoyance, then takes her seat and I serve the food. We have a nice breakfast that includes dirty jokes, immature teasing, occasional cussing and overall, nice conversation. Once done, we fight over who does the dishes but we both end up doing them together. After that, I go to take a shower while she does some chores. I come out of the bathroom and am attacked with kisses that knock me onto the bed. She straddles me and I flip her over. We have a tickMore Like This
Romano x Reader - Hooded AngelVilla de Vargas.More Like This
The name still made your blood run cold. Not because of it's residents, but because of why you were now standing at the gates of the amazing villa. You operated as an assassin in Rome, fighting against all of the tyrrany plaguing your peninsula. A part of that was taking out members of the Borgia family directly. You were chosen to do this because of your small stature and lightning-quick reflexes...you could be in and out in an instant, without anyone knowing you were there to begin with.
You were at the villa because a Borgia's daughter lived there...she was married to the man of the house, Lovino Vargas. Lovino was your childhood friend, and up until to years ago, the two of you would be in contact every day. And according to the intel you were given on Lovino and his spouce, they'd been married for two years, their wedding day not too far from when Lovino and you lost contact.
As you walked up the large limestone steps, you began to feel very, very nervous. The hou
Craving: Pizza (Romano)“…Pizza!”More Like This
Sadly, the only place to get pizza that was open was Pizza Hut, but you could deal with it. You drove your car and parked in the Pizza Hut parking lot and walked inside. The hostess sat you down in a booth next to one of the large group booths, which was occupied by a group of men. You already knew what you wanted so, to entertain yourself, you decided to listen to the group behind you’s conversation.
“Und zhen I vas like, mein awesome five meters is so five meters long!” The Albino said in a thick German accent. He began to rant about his ‘awesome five meters’ until the blonde sitting next to him cut him off.
“Mon frère, as much as I do enjoy talking about your vital regions, there are children here,” he said gestering to the table behind him, which had a very unhappy mom and three young children now asking questions about things pertaining to vital regions. You had to stifle a giggle.
“What cute ni
Omegle | RomanoXReader |(Name) P.O.VMore Like This
I sighed as I went on Omegle. Hey, I was bored so WHY NOT?
As soon as the page loaded I clicked 'Start a chat'
'You are now chatting with a random stranger, say hi!'
So I typed....
You: Sup bro.
'Ciao? .....Oh dear God I hope this guy speaks English.' I thought
You: I hope ur not a creepy pedo guy....
Stanger: You too.
You: So.... uh... Wassup brotha?
Stanger: Are you a f*cking hipster, as you call it in your language?
You: I have my moments....
You: You haven't answered my question.
Stranger: What question?
You: I asked you 'Wassup brotha?'
Stanger: The ceiling.
You: Oh okay.
Stranger: Are you a boy or a girl?
You: So you are a creepy pedo?
Stanger: NO! I just wanted to f*cking know!
You: Well, since we made it this far I'm a girl with no siblings.
Stranger: Didn't need to tell me the siblings part but good for you. I'm a man with a f*cking annoying little brother.
You: You use 'F*cking' alot.
RomanoXReader For our Countries part 4*(f/b/f)=favorite breakfast foodMore Like This
You woke up the next morning with the sunlight shining in your (e/c) eyes. Climbing out of bed, you stretched your arms out and yawned. You were sleeping on a big,fluffy, (f/c) bed in a spare room at Germany's house. You were grateful to not have to share the room with anyone. You walked out of your room into the bright hallway. You headed to the kitchen where you found the Nordics and the Allies sitting eating breakfast. You grabbed (f/b/f) and (f/d) and took a seat between Finland and Romano.
"Good morning,(country name)! I hope you slept well!" Finland smiled and you couldn't help but smile back at the cheerful Nordic country.
"I slept well;Thanks Finland!" You reply.
"We don't have anything planned to do today, dude! You can go do whatever today! I'm going to get some fast food!" America yells halfway across the table.
"Ok,America!" You say softer than America.One by one, the countries dispersed leaving you and Romano at the q
Spin the Bottle (Romano x reader)“I swear you will all burn!” Romano screamed, a string of more explicit language followed that little statement. Alfred and Arthur dragged a screaming Romano to his place in the circle he kicked and howled, screamed and cursed as if the devil was chasing him.More Like This
They had to hold him, awkwardly taking their own places, but keeping a firm grip on him.
Prussia had some wicked parties but this one was just getting started, you were already drunk, not too much so but enough.
Romano was so cute when he was foaming-at-the-mouth mad.
The girl next the Romano had the spin the bottle for him as he kept trying to kill anyone in close proximity.
“I’m not playing,” he screamed kicking Arthur, his captors jerked him to the ground and pinned him. The bottle spun for a while not in any way affected by Romano’s protests. It slowed and stopped pointing at you.
Arthur and Alfred jerked Romano to his feet, he looked at the bottle, then at you, his eyes seemed to soften sli
RomanoXReader For our Countries part 3~Romano's POV~More Like This
My group and I snuck in through an open window into Russia's place. I climbed in through the window and first and smirked. Breaking in was pretty easy but would finding (country name) be harder? Germany and America went to the left while Veneziano and I went right. Russia's place was pretty big. It was easy to get lost in this place. I continued to walk forwards when I heard an alarm go off.
"Shit," I reacted.
"Ve!! We need to find fratello!" Italy points out.
"I know that stupid little brother!" I argue back and hide behind a corner.
You flinched when you heard the siren go off. Did someone break in? You pushed that thought away and decided to look for the intruder. Maybe it was the Allies. Hopefully. You tended to avoid Russia since that moment. The moment you became a colony again. You shook your head. It wasn't in vain, was it? You felt regret from that rash decision. You did it to save lives like the people of your country and Romano.
Romano X Reader: Sleepy Time with RomanoMore Like This
It was Thursday night and you were anxious, nervous, and worried.
Why? Oh well because you have a major test tomorrow . And in your
least favorite subject as well . Usually you were able to go to sleep
within an hour or so but today was different. It was already 10
o'clock and your body was already giving in the negative vibes of
test taking. You would never be able to sleep in these conditions!
You sighed, wondering what to do.
You tried drinking warm milk, eating a good meal, a nice warm bath,
and even listening to those hypnotist programs but nothing worked.
You groaned and thought Maybe someone could help you
You would never call England at this time. He'd probably yell at you.
America might make things worse, Russia was even scarier at this time,
Japan would probably say 'We'll see' and then just not come at all,
and who knows about the rest That's when you thought of one person .
You called the Italian with lots of energy. Yo
RomanoXReader For our Countries part 1A cool draft rubbed against your leg. You groan before opening your (e/c) eyes slowly. Your whole body hurt and it was agonizing to move even a single limb. You laid in silence, examining your surroundings. You were locked in a jail cell. After what seemed like centuries, you stood up, shaking. Your leaned against a gray wall for support, catching your breath. Footsteps approached your cell and there stood Russia.More Like This
"Hello, my dear, sweet (country name)," Russia purrs sweetly and you narrowed your eyes in response. No way was he going to make you look like a fool.
"If I was out of here Russia, I would so-" You were cut off.
"We wouldn't want that, my old colony. Ukraine should be here soon to give you your meal for the day," Russia smiles.
"And if I refuse to eat?" You ask.
"You'll have to deal with me," Russia takes out his pipe and smacks it on his hand.
"Bastard," You growl.
"I'll make a deal with you, (country name). If you become my territory again, I'll let you out," Russia propose
GermanyxUN!Army!Reader- WoundedLudwig fell to the muddy ground, clutching his side. He lay there, vision beginning to blur around the edges. He felt something warm and wet seep through his fingers and saw something walking towards him.More Like This
He must have been seeing things…. It was a woman.
"Scheiße…" he whispered before his eyes rolled back in his head and he blacked out.
Ludwig awoke in a plain room, furnished only by his small bed and a little bedside table with a vase of wilted flowers sat upon it. He heard the sound of footsteps ringing on the hard stone floor and called out in German.
"Hier! Ich brauche etwas!"
A head poked around the corner, cold (e/c) eyes boring into him. "Yes?" The woman asked in harsh English.
"Wo bin ich?"
She sighed, "I don't speak German. If you need someone you does, I can get Dr. Heisen but that will take a minute. Now, I ask again: Yes?"
Ludwig narrowed his eyes, trying to recall his English lessons from back at the Academy. "Vhere…. Vhere am I?" he finally asked in halting, thickly a
Dense- RomanoxReaderMore Like This
"Lovino! Come on, Lovino! Wake up already!" You struggled valiantly to pull your fidanzato (fiancee), Lovino Vargas, from your shared bed wit him. He groaned and moaned, constantly turning over and over, trying to avoid you and waking up.
Lovino fake snored into his pillow, muttering under his breath, "Ragazza, let me sleep... It's to early to be up..." Lovino yawned, shooting out his slightly tanned arms to grab you and pull you to him, "Come on, fidanzata, I'm tired!"
You pouted at him, poking his cheek in retaliation, "It's your own fault, Lovi! Because last night you..."
Lovino squinted his eyes at you blearily, "I...?" He blinked, before blushing bright red, remembering what had 'happened' last night, "Shut up, ragazza!" He buried his face in the curve of you neck. You could feel his face heating up, "It's your own fault for being so cute... I can't help myself!"
You giggled at Lovi's rant. You wiggled out of his arms and kissed his cheek before getting out of bed, "So
Silence[France x deafReader] REQUESTIt was not normal, well not for you...to hear. You were born deaf, but that did not stop you from achieving so much in your lifetime, if anything it did was that it inspired you to achieve greatness and learn to surpass what other people call a disability. To you it only made your other senses far more special, your sense of smell was heightened as was your vision to make up for your faulty hearing.More Like This
You even found someone to love, someone to share your adventures with, someone who cherished you. That man was Francis. A frenchman that had come to (your country) studying gourmet and that is where he met you at a local cafe. He had accidentally bumped into you making him drop your cup of (coffee/tea/chocolate/water) He felt bad that he wanted to buy you a cup. That is when he realized you told him not to bother much in sign language. You thought he would start to speak slowly or dumb themselves down to meet your standards as everyone usually did when they found out that you were deaf. He
PrussiaxReader Hacking my lifePrussiaxReaderMore Like This
Hacking my life
1). Extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration, apprehension, or fear.
2). Extremely good; excellent.
A simple word, often used excessively by teenagers. But for you, it wasn't just a word. For the government and all internet providers and website owners, it was a threat and a promise, all rolled into one simple word.
"Mr.Awesome" was the code name of the world's best hacker. A man who could hack any computer, could create viruses that got past even the best security. A man whose identity was as mysterious as Batman's. You only knew his identity if he wanted you to. So far, no one knew.
Just the sight of his logo, a tiny doodle of a yellow chick, was enough to send entire governments into immediate action. They had hired hackers, people they used to track, to attempt to catch the man. No one could.
Except maybe you.
Cracking your knuckles, you grinned at the dimly glowing s
PrussiaxReader: Sunburnt “Frau!” I looked up from my book and out the window of the house. “Can you come help me, bitte (please)?” I saw Ludwig climbing out of his car and looking at me through the mesh window protection. I nodded my head and set the small book down on an in table. I opened the front door and saw Ludwig throwing his hands frustrated.More Like This
“I’m fine Vest! It’s just a little pink, nozing to vorry about!” I could hear Gilbert yelling at Ludwig. The German growled in frustration and gave up on his older brother and went to pulling beach stuff out of the trunk.
“Did he get wasted again?” I asked as I walked towards them. The blonde shook his head, setting the towels and such on the ground.
“Nien, but he fell asleep in ze sun. He’s already turning ved,” Ludwig said, looking worriedly at the albino. I sighed
Little!RomanoxLittle!Reader: BurdenWhen Romano had arrived at Spain’s home, he wasn’t pleased with his life. A sour look was painted on his face and his fat cheeks were puffed out slightly in annoyance as he surveyed his surroundings. Everything was too big for him here from the steps right down to the toilets. He’d never be able to clean this place, so why bother trying?The only thing HE was going to was snack on ripe tomotoes all day. Yes, that sounded like a good life. A large, tanned hand landed ontop of his head and a warm chuckle passed through the Spaniard’s lips.More Like This
“You like it here, Romano?”
“Does it look like I like it here?! I’m too small and this whole place is too friendly! I don’t like it at all!” He fussed at the brunette man, who only smiled in response.
“I’m sure this place will grow on you, Romano. You’ll learn.”
“I don’t want to learn! I want to go home-“
“Papa Spain!” Came a small voice fro
Prussia x Reader .:I'm Tired:.This is it. There was no stopping you now.More Like This
It was so tempting; it was like it was calling your name.
You flop down on your bed, yes, your bed. You have had an exausting day today, training with Ludwig, trying to get Feliciano back to focusing on training again, which isn’t easy to do, and then your daily chores. Also your friend/crush Gilbert was trying to get you stay, along with his other two friends, Francis and Antonio, or Toni for short.
You politely rejected them and tell them you had other stuff to do.
“Mnnn~ bed~.” You sighed, rolling around on your soft, comfy, warm bed. You slowly let sleep take over you. You drifted of into a sea dreams.
That _____, always leaving at least one thing one thing behind after training, the awesome me shouldn't have to take her stuff back.
Not that I’m complaining, of course, she has beautiful (h/l), (h/c) hair that frames her face with those (e/c) eyes, shes also beautiful on th
EnglandXPunk!ReaderSchool DanceYou finally caved. "Alright," you hissed. Your friend, Maddy, cheered and hugged you in the hallway.More Like This
She had been trying to make you go to the school dance that Friday night, even going to the point of dumping notes into your locker in her loopy handwriting demanding you come.
Of course, she had to do the whole come-to-your-house-so-she-can-pick-out-your-dress thing. "You don't have a lot of dresses, do ya ______? How 'bout this?" She held up a frilly number you didn't recall buying.
You raised a brow, imagining that thing on you. You wouldn't look the part, with your dyed hair choppily cut and pierced ears and lip. "Nah, I'll wear this instead." You grabbed a more low-key white dress with black accents you had gotten at a store for a killer deal.
"Ooh, that looks great!" You both ate some macaroni and cheese from a box you had half-assedly whipped up and you drove Maddy to the school, her talking the whole way.
As soon as you reached the gym you knew this was going to suck. It was ful
EnglandXSinger!Reader: Famous Last WordsYou sighed, flicking a hand through your hair to get it out of your face. You and your band were about to go play a tiny gig in a park, a groovy little spring festival. Behind the stage your bandmates warmed up, making plenty of noise. It didn't matter, the chicks on stage were blasting their rendition of "Call Me Maybe" so loud you could scream bloody murder and no one would notice.More Like This
So far since you had arrived in your piece of shit van, the music had consisted of nothing but poppy, upbeat tones. It started to seem like the guys running this concert had needed one more band and slapped yours down to keep ahead of the deadline. They didn't know who you were very well, because you certainly couldn't call your band pop. Upbeat maybe, but not pop at all.
Matt, who had been fiddling with his bass, finally decided to speak up. "I don't think we belong here," he shouted over the music while nervously tonguing his lip ring.
"No shit, man!" His brother responded, twirling a drumstick. "We're g
Romano x Reader - Teddy BearMore Like This
“You’re sleeping with that thing again?”
The familiar voice of the Italian carried a disgruntled tone as you clambered onto bed, his words raspy from drowsiness as he cracked one eye open to look at you.
“There’s nothing wrong with it,” you retorted defensively, clutching the soft material of your teddy bear closer to your chest. “It helps me sleep. Really.”
His scoff wasn’t very subtle as Romano propped himself up with his elbows, eyes narrowed at the plush animal that was held in your arms.
You’d recently received the teddy bear from your mother who’d been digging through old belongings she had up in her attic. During her little adventure, your mother managed to recover an old teddy bear that used to belong to you, and without a moment's hesitation she instantly mailed it to you to help ‘keep in touch with your childhood’.
Initially, Romano had used it as a way to tease you, especially when you cuddl
Russia x Reader: Native LanguageIvan x Reader: Native LanguageMore Like This
Things would start the same all the time. It was ordinary. Boring, overused, and repeated. Some people liked it that way, while others weren't so fond with it. It didn't really mind to many people as they are already fond of living the life that they are in now. But, although it didn't apply to everyone, but the common a person's routine was would be waking up in the morning, get ready, eat breakfast, attend either their work or school, come home, do homework or any household chores, eat, shower, sleep, then repeat.
But as for (Name), it started to grow different.
She was just an ordinary high school student at that time. Cute smile, bright eyes, and a kind enough heart. She had a decent amount of friends, Internet or real life (But, in this case it didn't really matter). School days, she would wear the required uniform that had to be worn to the school she attended, APH Highschool, and on regular days, she'd wear whatever she'd fee
HetaliaXUnnoticed!Reader- Ch.2More Like This
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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It was another beautiful sunny day outside as you walked to your bus stop. Mind you, the air was quite chilled, maybe making the weather feel around 30° Fahrenheit, (that's also about -1° Celsius) but you didn't mind at all.
As you reached your bus stop, you noticed all the other teens conversing joyfully with each other, not one even bothering to turn there head to acknowledge you, but it didn't exactly bother you anymore. You had gotten use the lack of attention.
Ever since you had started high school, no, ever since you had started junior high you had started falling back in popularity. But once you had started your first year of high school, which started a few months ago, people just stopped talking to you. In reality, you only had one good friend, but she wasn't even at the bus stop yet.
You took out your phone an
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You smiled as you sat up in bed. Pulling the sheets closer to your body you looked over at your sleeping husband. He was snoring. Mouth hanging open, drooling on the pillow.
Brushing a bit of hair out of his face you leaned down and kissed him gently on the cheek. You always got up this early to make him tea and breakfast before he woke up. Slipping out of bed you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
He was trying to pull you back in his sleep. Gingerly you disentangled his arms from you and slipped on your bathrobe.
You made him his tea and some eggs and toast.
Mama, a little voice from the kitchen whispered. You turned to see Matthew.
What is it baby?
Matthew was holding his toy bear to his chest, Im hungry can we have pancakes?
You shook your head, How about toast?
The ten year old sighed, but nodded and sat at the kitchen table rubbing his eyes.
A few mintues later rapid footsteps were heard, MA!
AmericaxReader - I Won't Give UpMore Like This
~*~ Alfreds P.O.V. ~*~
When I look into your eyes
It's like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
Well, there's so much they hold
And just like them old stars
I see that you've come so far
To be right where you are
How old is your soul?
I sit on the couch with Arthur, my head in my hands, breathing deeply. Arthur brings through a mug of coffee for me and some tea for him, placing them both on the table. He doesnt speak, waiting for me to do so, first.
A picture sits on the table, face up. A picture of her. A picture of ________.
Shes smiling so happily, as if nothing could have ever gone wrong. Her eyes are bright, sparkling, full of hope and showing happiness.
Its painful to look at.
Well, I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up
What the hell went wrong? I eventually ask.
You know I cant answer that, Alfred, he replies, quietly, There
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BEEP BEEP BEEP
Entering your house after coming home from work, you hear the sound of the fire alarm. You sigh and walk through to the kitchen again, snatching up the towel you keep by the doorway, which you use on a regular basis now, but not for drying spills. No need to panic that the fire alarm is going off, because youve seen a familiar car parked outside.
No, this towel is to fan the smoke away from the fire alarm and out of the kitchen window whenever your boyfriend, Arthur, is cooking. Usually, he doesnt burn things, and you never thought his cooking could get worse, but, unfortunately, you have been proven wrong by both him and the horrible cloud of smoke making you cough at this moment in time.
You exchanged keys a while ago, so youre not surprised to find him inside once youd seen the car. He tries to be sweet, attempting to cook for you, but, unfortunately, his cooking isnt a good thing.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
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Alfred looks at his reflection in the mirror, frowning. At least, it looks like Alfred. The thing is, Alfred isnt who he seems to be. In fact, the words that next leave his mouth are proof of that.
Oh, bloody hell he mutters, running a hand through his sandy blonde hair.
Yep. Its Arthur. In Alfreds body.
Stupid spell! I thought it would work! Alfred or, rather, Arthur says. The situation seems quite comical, as Alfreds voice also came with his body, so, of course, it sounds like Alfred trying to do a British accent.
A few minutes ago, Arthur was trying to do a spell to curse Alfred after well, details shall not be mentioned about the reason of the curse, only that Alfreds pranks have all become too much for his brother
The only problem was that the spell backfired a little. Okay, a lot. Now, Arthur is staring into the Americans blue eyes instead of his own. Well, maybe he could say they&
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“Hey Eduard…” You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, “wanna play a game?” You waited for a response, when one never came, you filled the silence.
“So, if you had to, would you rather…have a dragon or be one? I know what I’d choose,” but that you decided to keep to yourself. You stood on the roof of a beautiful mansion, the lid of a vent placed to the side.
“Eduard? Are you even listening to me?” You tapped the communicator device in your ear.
You made sure the coast was clear before you climbed inside the vent. It was very dark and noisy in there. The metal was cold and you could hear your breath echo the whole time.
“_____, you need to focus,” Eduard said finally. His Estonian accent filled your ears.
“Ugh! This mission is so boring!”
“Could you keep it down? The sound in the vents carry…Well, no one ever said that the life of a CIA agent was a glamoro
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The advertisement scared you. Hell, it was downright terrifying.
Looking for a roommate
One large guest room, a bath attached, and access to living room and kitchen
Preferably a college aged female, address listed below
Every part of you screamed to keep walking, but that rent was so tempting. Almost to the point where every single part of it was too good to believe. Only someone completely desperate would fall for something like this. Of course, you were desperate. College had been a lot more expensive than you had originally thought, and now you were doing everything you could to cut back.
This rent would mean you could actually stop eating ramen every day and cereal every morning. At first you weren’t complaining, but the lack of variety was starting to eat at you.
So here you were, probably about to fall victim to some serial killer. You knocked on the
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The air smelled clean and crisp. All around your body you felt a scratchy material that would give you a rash later.
‘Uhh, what is that?’
Your eyes opened slightly. You found that you were actually lying on top of grass.
After widening them up some more you found that there were bright green trees surrounding you. When you looked closer there were little red dots in the trees. Confused you brought your head a little higher to find out that these red dots were actually tomatoes!
‘Wha-? How did I end up in a tomato garden!?’ you thought.
Soon after you heard a gentle humming. Whoever was humming was humming a nice tune. It sounded like a beautiful melody that immediately got your attention to find out who it was.
You were propping yourself on your elbows to raise yourself up when a tomato fell on your head.
“Ow!” The impact of the tomato itself was not enough to mortally hurt you but it somehow set
Big Brother!PrussiaxDead!Little Sister!ReaderPrussia walked down to his room, a sigh escaping his pale,chapped lips. His silver hair held flecks on hardly noticeable snow and his pale face slightly flushed from the cold. The black and white room lacked comfort, but more importantly it lacked...you.More Like This
With your (hair length)(hair color),(skin tone) and bright (eye color) there was a lot to miss. Not many people knew about you, heck Prussia didn't know if Germany knew about you. Maybe that was for the better, it crushed Prussia to think about what happened to you....his sweet little Bavaria.
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"Big bruder" a (hair color) teen yelled, "Look what I found."
The albino looked up from his battle plans to the (eye color)ed girl. In her little hands she held a yellow......ball of fluff?
"Vhat is zhat"
"Silly it's obviously a baby chick, I think his mother left him."
"We don't need a bird, go put him outside"
"Oh, okay big bruder."
He felt bad, that little innocent bird reminded him of you. Left
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and then I called him a black sheep and he left in a rage, calling me a frog as usual, Francis explains as you walk through the park. You giggle and roll your eyes, smiling up at him.
Youre both so mean to each other, you tell him, nudging him in the ribs gently.
The blonde shrugs, Oui, oui, whatever you say. Personally, I think its just him.
Well, you would think that. You keep your eyes on the approaching gardens, smiling at the sight of the beautiful colours. Its incredible how nature manages to make things so vibrant and amazing, really, especially when flowers fade from one colour to another.
This has always been your favourite part of your local park the flower garden that has been sectioned off by a fence and a large metal gate. Couples are sat around the garden, on the few benches and on the wall. You sigh a little wistfully, knowing this is a really romantic place to come and wishing someone would b
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“On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do” – Daughters, John Mayer
[f/n] watched her fathers as they slept.
Père Francis was seated on the couch, his head hanging towards the ground, while he his arms snuggled one of the cushions closer to his chest. He had a little bit of drool coming from the corner of his mouth, and every once in a while he’d laugh in a strange way, tossing and turning on the small sofa. The girl didn’t know how he hadn’t fallen on the ground yet, though he would land on papa Antonio if that happened.
-Ohonhonhonhon… So lovely... Don’t be shy… Ohon. – The sound was interrupted midway, the chortle becoming a snore, and a few more mumbles left his lips before he turned the other way, burying his face on the couch. His blond hair was facing her now, a tussock defying gravit
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Another day, another hour wasted is what I say, but then again, I hardly show up to class as it is. It was after lunch, around mid-noon when I deiced to roll from my bed and stumble to school.
My clothes? Well, starting with black, black, white, black and then some. A black pair of convers slapped along the pavement as I walked, and black, torn bottom jeans scuffed under my convers as they were a little too long. I wore a white t-shirt, on it had two words, Fuck You, and on the back Fuck Me. Over my shirt was a black sweater half way unzipped. My hood was up too, covering my messy (H/l) hair. Besides the random bursts of colors like (f/c) or maybe (f/c 2), my hair was actually a simple kind of
Blood Ties [Vampire!Romano x Reader]Lovino adored humans.More Like This
They were simply marvelous creatures; naive, senseless and with an absolutely exquisite taste. He was a vampire, after all. Human blood was what he and all his brethren thrived on. And humans? They were numerous as the stars for a vampire like him, too many to count on his fingertips but so many different flavors waiting to be devoured.
There was, however, one human that intrigued the Italian more than he was willing to admit. Perhaps it was in the way she defied him, refusing to his advances whenever he passed her by. Or maybe it was simply the way her blood called to him like none other, singing a sweet and tempting lullaby that only awoken the Hunger that lay deep inside him and pushing away the solitude he so often felt. His senses would kick into overdrive whenever she was near and threaten to allow the beast within tear through his oh-so-carefully constructed cage and break free. She reminded him of himself when he, too, had been human, though he had
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The Awesome Prussia
There he was. He was here. He was here again. You looked down suddenly when you saw him look in your general direction. You continued to sweep the floor, as part of your job working here at the office store. The store had everything: Office supplies, craft supplies, DIY, books, DVDs, and CDs of all kinds. You considered it to be like a Micheal's + Borders + Staples type of place. Gilbert Beilschmidt always came around for some sort of odd things. Whether he was there getting things with or for his brother, he'd always come to you. According to him, you were the best employee of this place. You always found yourself having a hard time talking to him though, he made you fluster like crazy. He probably thought you were an insane maniac behind your back.
Your heart raced,and you tried not to focus your sound on his footsteps.
“HEY FRAU!” Gilbert called out normally, but it was extremely loud and startling to you. You jumped to
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Hetaloid! Prussia x Bullied! Reader [My Girl]
Hetaloid x Reader
Prussia (Gilbert) x Reader
The tree was decorated, the feast was in the oven, the snow was falling outside and there were presents under the tree. Christmas had come again. Your parents sat you down and pointed to a gigantic box. It looked as if a human could fit in it. You tore off the wrapping and gasped at what was inside.
A Prussia Hetaloid!
You thanked your parents and read the instructions. One word was written ‘awesome’. ‘… ok?’ You thought. Your dad carried it up the stairs to your room and placed it on the floor. He left and closed the door behind him. ‘Awesome huh?’ So you spoke:
“WHO is the awesomest one of them all?”
The Hetaloid’s eyes flickered open, revealing blood stained eyes and a very, very big smirk”. He responded:
“Vell of course I am… Oh, I have a cute master”
You blushed “R-really?” You questioned.
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(Sighs) I know it’s been quite a while but… now that I’m back in school I can’t really promise ‘very soon’ updates especially since it’s my last year in highschool but that’s good! Because I can still update a new chapter because this hasn’t gone on a hiatus yet! And it won’t any time soon, so I’m glad I can promise you guys that! Anyway I think we’ve got at least 10 maybe 12 more chapters yet since more drama is about to make its way into this long story! There's a 'She's The Man' bit of parody in here featuring O.A.R!! I couldn't help myself I've gotten a bit of comments that involved that movie so I'm gonna give ya'll a little treat.
I won’t give any spoilers because not even I’m too sure what I’m going to write later on but I’m still in the process of planning! This story’s gotten quite a lot of praise and I can&
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You stood still, covering your mouth with your hands. The "Do it!" chanting was echoing around the room, pounding into you like nails. How could these kids, your classmates, be so evil? Why did they want to see Gilbert die? What had he ever done to them?
You didn't know Gilbert very well, but you now felt that if he died it would be a severe loss for everyone, whether or not they realized it. Gilbert was obnoxious some times, you'd decided that after the first time you were in the same class as him, but he wasn't a bad guy. He didn't deserve to die, especially not like this. You had to do something.
A quick glance around revealed the only two people you'd ever seen act like they were friends with Gilbert: Antonio and Francis. They were frozen in place, theirs eyes as wide as saucers. Francis' mouth was trembling and Antonio looked as if he had just been hit by a car. The two of them were too shocked to do anything, so it was up to you.
Without any real idea of what to do, you followed