Stagnant Water: Sweden story part 2Slowly, the sun descended from the heavens and into the horizon; fading into nothingness as the night crept upon the foreign sky. The horse snorted in bursts; panting while vapour puffs billowed and curled around his snout before disappearing into the atmosphere. The blond coughed deeply, his chest rumbling from the cold that nipped at his lungs.
Your body shivered violently as you attempted to rub your arms, wanting to ease some of your aching bones; caused from the cold of the night. The man in front of you paused before gently tugging on the reins, slowing the beast to a stop. He lifted his arm and the leather in his glove groaned as he used his index finger to point in a direction, your eyes tiredly followed and you blinked when noticing a small shack was in the distance.
A smile found its way to your features as he pulled the reins to continue heading in the direction, “That's m' home..” he stated quietly, subtly he made it sound as though you were going to retire for
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Sweden X Reader
It was a cold winter evening. You didn't do anything but looked out of your small bedroom's window that clearly reflected the view of your face. (h/l)(h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes. It was obvious, you were pretty, but didn't want to be perfect, just yourself. Over your Hello Kitty pajamas, you only wore a (f/c) jacket you got from Prussia for your last birthday. You didn't want to go to bed yet, it was too early, so you decided to turn on the TV, hoping you'll find something interesting to watch. (Now you're in the living room)
After you sat down on the sofa, it didn't take long to hear a knocking at the front door.
You got up, slowly approaching the door, and thinking 'who could it be this late in the evening?'
For your biggest surprise, it was Tino, your little finnish friend. You gave him a quick hug, patting his head. It has all been a long time since the two of you has seen each other's face.
"Hey ______! Ha! Don't you see how much I've grown?" you slightly laughed becaus
APH: SwedenXReader: Robot"I can't stand you." I said that sentence with honorable honesty. Berwald, the human personification of Sweden, really got on my nerves. He never showed any emotion to anyone except Tino, the personification of Finland. He refused to smile for me and he didn't laugh at my jokes. The only one who could get even a millisecond of the scary Swede's smile was Tino, that lucky bastard.More Like This
"Are you serious? Call me when you get a heart, you robot."
I thought I saw a tiny bit of emotion flash through his icy eyes, but I guess I was very wrong. He pushed the airs out of his lungs in a long, irritated breath and looked down, like my words had struck him hard like a train wreck. Still he was silent and refused to show a speck of emotion.
I grabbed my coat and headed out of the Swedish man's house, anger keeping me warm. He didn't come after me. I wasn't surprised.
For three days, I didn't talk to Berwald. It was agonizing. I missed that frustration I had with him. It was better than me moping around
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"Hey get over here pigtails!" you heard a voice shout angrily before you jolted to the side by a strong force. You let out a small scream since whoever was pulling you, was going it your cute little pigtails. Well, they were cute to your mom at least. However what she didn't know was 'cute little pigtails' were actually 'stupid ugly hairdo's' at your school. And you were paying for it harshly. Everyone laughed, tugged on your hair, called you 'pigtails'. Sometimes just pig.
"Ow please it hurts!" you squeaked, as the white haired boy let go of your hair and smirked.
"Did you do my math questions?"
You gulped. Unfortunetly, you didn't want to tell your parents you were treated poorly, nor any of the teachers. You were also known as a 'slave', and did things for the other kids in the class. As a reward, you got a snack from their lunch, however most of the time it was usually something crappy, like a half a bear claw or a few scooby-doo gummies. Sometimes you
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-The Afternoon Of-
You looked in the full body mirror you had in your room, checking to make sure you looked perfect. You were wearing a silky, (fave color) dress with thin spaghetti straps. It was a tiny bit low in the chest and went down to just about your knees. Normally, you wouldn’t wear such a showy dress, but tonight you wanted to look your best. Tonight was the night you were going to tell a certain Nordic country how you felt about him.
You had a crush on Sweden for the longest of times, now. He scared a lot of people, even you when you first met him, but you kind of found him cute. He was so shy and so afraid to talk to people. Even though he was afraid of saying something stupid, he still really tried to be nice – like, when he gave that man who came into his restaurant a free coffee with his cake and when he took poor Sealand. You guessed no one, but you and the Nordics would ever understand the gentle giant.
You once more look, then you fixed your hair (and mak
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So Gentle Yet So Bold
"It's snowing! It's snowing!"
The white flakes floating and twirling around outside the windows and landing gently on the white, sparkling ground for the first time this year had you ready to break apart with excitement as you ran screaming and yelling through the house.
"Snow! Oh my God, snow! Berwald!" you yelled, frantically searching for the tall blond man.
You weren't normally so hyper, especially about something as trivial as the weather, but the magic of the season had you in a frenzy. It was beautiful, and, even though the cold was harsh, it was wonderful to play in, and then it was always so amazing when you came inside. The fire seemed so much warmer and homelier while the wind howled outside. With a warm place to come home to, there wasn't one part of the season not to love. Winter was most definitely the most wonderful time of the year.
"It's snowing!" you cried again, an idiotic grin spread all the way across your face as you k
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A Hetalia Fanfiction
The Sweet Bliss of Autumn
“It really is a beautiful day, isn’t it, Berwald?” You gave the Swedish man a hesitant but friendly smile as he continued to stare up into the sky—and not at you.
Berwald Oxenstierna really had a problem or two with communicating without portraying himself to others as a frightening character, but you managed to deal with it, as you spent much time with his Finnish friend and therefore was exposed to him regularly as well. And as to how you dealt with his slightly social issues?
… You really didn’t know.
A few silent moments passed as you two lay under the forest of trees, amidst a pile of red, golden, and brown coloured leaves, gazing up into the blue, cloud-filled sky. Then Berwald answered simply, “I suppose.”
And that was all to be heard from him for the time being.
An awkward silence continued… You really did enjoy your time with Berwald, b
Drunk nights 2: The Wedding (SwedenXreader)"Do you take, (first and last name) as your lawfully wedded wife?"More Like This
"Do you take Sveridge Oxenstierna as your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do." You sniffled happily trying not to let the make up run. Finland wiped a tear. He was so happy for you two.
"I know pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss--" you were pulled in and kissed by your now Swedish husband. "Okay…" Everyone chuckled. You held his face softly moving your lips with his.
"I love you." You both said together.
After your dance, everyone chattered and ate happily. You got many blessings from friends and family. At first they were afraid of the stoic man, but they could see that hewas very gentile and he loved you more than anything. Everything was perfect.
"I WOULD LIKE TO PORPOISE A TOAD!" Until Denmark was drunk.
"Oh dear god…" you sighed. Denmark stood up on the table clacking his fork on his beer bottle.
"I remember when…._____ here was just dating this big lug! They were so sweet to each other. He was
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SWEDEN X READER
Requested from :iconthe-badass99:
It was a new day of Gakuen High , you were sitting in class listening to the teacher , while listening you couldn't help but look at your crush , Berwald , though people may get the wrong impression you knew he was a sweet guy , you snapped out of your daydreams when someone poked you in the back , it was Alfred "Hey Tino sent this" Alfred said giving you a piece of paper , you took it from him , the piece of paper said 'you have a crush on Berwald I'm correct' you blushed at this , you then turned around to Tino who was now smiling and waving to you , you said no in lip service while blushing and he said yes , this carried on until the teacher caught you both ...
Le skip ....
You sighed as you went to your locker , Tino has been teasing you about Berwald he even sang the sitting in the tree song , you sighed again opening your locker , you got a surprise when millions o
Crazy Swedish Laws ReaderXSweden ~Crack~You saw Sweden sitting down in the snow as the dark yet bright cloudless sky loomed over him. You walked over to him to see him staring blankly at the sky before you spoke.More Like This
"What are you doing out here?"you asked looking down at him.
"Looking at the sky."he said looking at you.
"Why?"you asked impationtly.
"No reason."he said turing away from you and back to the sky.
"Well I wish it was sunny instead."you stated and as quickly as you said it Sweden turned to you stood up and picked you up before dashing to the closest police officer.
"What are you-?"
"Tell him what you told me."he said pointing to the police officer.
"I wish it was sunny?"you repeated unsure.
You felt handcuffs wrap around your wrists and be handed to the officer.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"you yelled and struggled but failed.
It wasn't until you got to prison that you were being accused for complaining that you wished it were sunny. That was the day you relized that Sweden might have a gru
Movie night (Sweden X Reader oneshot request) ((Okay I just want to say now that I don't watch horror movies so I apologise now if I got stuff wrong or the movie isn't really scary XD))More Like This
((I am sorry about being inactive too. I had a bunch of school work to do also in the end of this story I couldn't get the dots over the A so deal with it XD ))
A loud buzz from your phone woke you from your peaceful slumber. You sat up, glancing aver to your phone before picking it up and turning the screen on. The bright light made you flinch back and wince. Eventually you got used to the light and read a message Berwald had text you.
Hey, (y/n). I was wondering if you wanted to watch a movie with me tonight. What do you say?"
You pondered over the question for a few minutes. He didn't say what kind of movie it was but you trusted him enough not to watch something too bad. So, you tested him back with a "Sure~" then plopped back down into your be
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'Has he really talked to you?'
'Oh my God,you are so lucky!He barely even talks!'
'The only moment I've heard him talk was in class,when the teacher asked him something ... I can even remember what!About Karl the 12th!'
'He has such an sexy accent.And his voice!Oh,his voice is so deep I could melt!'
'He's good at all!I haven't seen him once make a mistake.He certainly is the perfect boy!'
'His pale complexion and those blue eyes of his ... glasses make him look even more hot!Not to mention his perfect blonde hair!'
'If only he could express his feelings better!'.
(Name) took her books from the locker,listening to the daily gossip of the girls.And as always,they were praising the tall Swedish male who has gotten all the attention upon him - at least they didn't do any harm and that was good.
A soft sigh escaping her glossy lips,the teenager closed the locker,heading towards her next class - most hated by people her age,as if wa
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Everyday you would walk down to the river bank and sit on the ground, just watching the blue water flow, absorbed in your own thoughts.
Berwald watches you watch water. It sounds like he's a stalker, but it's his job to watch you. He works as a guard for Riverwood. He used to work as a guard in Whiterun, but after the dragon attack on Helgen, the Jarl ordered him and two other men to defend and watch over the little farming town. This was 3 years ago.
Berwald liked Riverwood well enough. People were cheerful, and there wasn't much crime. He had a peaceful life, and a daily schedule that he was commited to everday.
In the morning he would eat breakfast, then he would daydream and watch you for the rest of his shift, and then after that he would eat dinner and listen to his felow guards complain about their aching knees*.
Some would consider this life boring, but Berwald didn't, because he got to see you everyday.
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Turning your head slightly to the left, you noticed your friend Tino Väinämöinen, who was pointing to a specific question on the work sheet.
"Did you get the answer to question f-"
"I didn't do any of them." you laughed, leaning back into your seat with a grin. "Math is just dumb."
Tino just shrugged, and asked the person to his right.
Letting out another happy sigh, you glanced over to a few kids in front of the class. A few girls were looking at you, and flipped their heads back as soon as you noticed. Smirking, you looked over at a few of the guys, who were also looking at you, then went back to their conversations. It was no doubt, you were the coolest kid in school. Everyone liked you, even if you were the rebel. You also had a sweet side, and nice to most, accept those to annoyed you. However you had a secret..that if anyone knew it would ruin you. You didn't want it to be a secret, but common' it was highschool! Everyone judged you, no matter what you did. Th
I can't build everything! (SwedenXReader)“Ugh!” You flung the instruction manual across the room, only missing Berwald because he ducked. He looked up at you puzzedly, tilting his head. A couple of nails were jutting out of his mouth and he deposited them in the palm of his hand along with the hammer he was about to use.More Like This
“Wh’t’s wr’ng?” His hands on your shoulders and him crouching down on the floor next to you, his voice was soft. You hugged him tightly and nuzzled into the crook of his neck. “It won’t work!” You wailed, sniffling in frustration.
Chuckling, he sat down, his arms around you. “S’okay...” he murmured, stroking your hair gently. You huffed a bit in your anger and settled yourself against him.
After a few moments of this, your husband leaned down and kissed your cheeks. “T’ll you wh’t? H’w ab’t you go and m’ke s’me coffee and I’ll f’n’sh.”
“You’d do that?
Stagnant Water: Sweden story part 3The Swede gently placed the wooden ladle down onto a small plate beside the stove; the soup was ready. He walked back into the living room where you were slumbering peacefully, blue eyes trailed over your (b/s) sized body and a blush tinted his cheeks. 'Never in his life had he ever seen such fertile birthing hips' (totally stolen from Dark Shadows /shot*) shaking his head of the thought, he frowned and a deep crimson colour stained Berwald's pale cheeks, he slowly made his way to you and lightly brushed some of your (h/c) locks from your face.More Like This
Your eyes slowly opened, only to see the large Swede man's blue eyes stare into your own, for a moment his expression was one of surprise, but it soon faded into its normal emotionless state. He gently helped you into a seated position and you rubbed your aching eyes, a smile softened onto those pale lips of his, as he walked into the kitchen, returned, and sat down next to you on the couch, with a bowl of steaming soup in his hands.
In the bowl
Switzerland X Reader ~The Hall of Fame~If you go to the Zwingli house, go down from the foyer, humble yet with a homely appeal, and take a left down the hallway full of old, hoity-toity family portraits of long past (and probably extremely boring) ancestors, go straight past the bathrooms, which are never used (after all, they're just for decorations) and go down to the right, you'll find yourself in the living room parlor. The living room is large and has lots of grand furnishings to it, where Christmas and birthdays are celebrated, and it is probably the only room that Mr. Zwingli ever spent money on (the cheapskate), thanks to the sly persuasion of his wife.More Like This
But we're getting ahead of ourselves.
Anyways, next to the couch with the window that gives quite a pretty view of the garden, with lilacs and bluebells and roses tended to by Lili, Mr. Zwingli's sister, are two shelves which are nicknamed by Mr. Zwingli's wife as the Hall of Fame. Of course, Mr. Zwingli, who we shall now resume to call his by his first name, Vash, a
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PART TWO: YOUR NEW PET
You were miserable to next day and the day after that as your new slave began to settle into the household and your father began boring you with the list of eligible bachelors. Of them all he seemed to impress the idea of Rome even more then any, save maybe Gracchus, but whenever you thought of him he seemed still the little child running around with delusions of grandeur about being as great as his father…. It could be frustrating to get the idea of him as an adult into perspective but you did not want any of them and you did not want to be married off just to make sure no one forgot about you when your father died.
Sometimes you wished you could have just been born poor, but then you would have been married off to someone who would adopt the whole family into his… it was never free for you to be with whomever you chose. But currently those thoughts were only at the back of your mind as you leaned on your couch with your wolf leani
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I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
I felt there’s nothing I could do
Allen walked through the empty streets of the rundown district he lived in. Around him, the apartment buildings were crumbling and hardly any of the street lights were working anymore. The sidewalk was cracked so bad it looked like an earthquake had ran through the area only a day ago. The roads didn’t look much better, but at least they were smooth enough to drive on. Not that many people drove through this piece of crap town. It wasn’t a place where decent people wanted to be. It was the hangout for gangs, drug dealers, and any other criminal you could think of. Still, it was home.
He didn’t really know where he was going. Back to his apartment, he guessed, but he was just going where his feet felt like taking him. He wasn&
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The raven queen stood erect and unrelenting against the measly white king. She had him surrounded. There was only one move he could have thought of, but even then, it would take only five more turns before you would have him trapped in your grasp again. Thankfully, the King of Swans was not the brightest of the rulers.
“Ah, you have me,” he laughed and leaned back in his chair. Behind him, his advisor and good friend looked down on the chessboard with lightless, calculating eyes and an exasperated look on his face. Being the more sensible of the Swans, he knew the kind of game you were playing. It was a cruel deception on your part, but you didn’t play to lose—you played to win.
And win you always did.
“Well done, Princess,” the king smiled. “Even after all of these years, I have not beaten you.” The way in which he would address you as “Princess” still bothered you. Though your paren
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[Reader x Norway]
Warning; Suggestive writing. No details, though. You've been warned.
[y/n], the personification of [country name], was know world-wide for a few reasons. One was her tolerance for alcohol, and she proved the world wrong when she beat out every other country in a drinking contest. Another was her singing; ask any other person and they would tell you that her voice was like an angel's. Yet another was her devil side that only came out when she was pissed to the extreme.
But, the one thing she was known for above all others was her ability to make award-winning pastries. Her cakes, in particular, were loved by each an every country. Her pies, too. Everything considered a pastry or a desert-item was in [y/n]'s cooking arsenal, and they would make your mouth melt.
Today, unlike most days, she was craving Butter Cake. She already envisioned wh
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FYI, this is kind of long-ish...so enjoy~!
Together is No Easy Feat
“...and that's how it was concluded in the end. But during the war of—” continued a oblivious Japanese history teacher by the name of Kiku Honda as the rest of class studiously paid rapt attention to the subject. That’s what was wrong with everyone, you thought. They were just so serious about their studies that they didn’t notice the hunk of hotness that was actually before them. Or maybe they did but chose to still study.
That’s certainly a difference between American and Japanese students.
And yes, by hunk of hotness, you were referring to none other than “Sensei” Honda as everyone seemed to call the man around these parts. But it felt weird calling him that. It also felt weird having to remove your shoes before entering your own house and having to give a little bow to complete stranger
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Two weeks since you've had a full meal
Two weeks since you came out of your room
Two weeks since you've last talked to him.
Who is this "He?"
None other than Lukas Bondevik, a mysterious and reclusive Norwegian man with a lack of outward emotion. Even so, he was still your best friend, and you loved everything about him.
You loved the way he'd push his light blonde locks out of his dull navy blue eyes while he studied, it made you weak in the knees and as red as the crimson skin of an apple. The way he said your name- oh my god, his deep and smooth voice sent tingles up your spine like a thousand needles every time he spoke.
You even loved the little detached curl on the side of his head, although you had no idea how it followed the laws of physics. Even though it made you feel a bit creeped out, you loved him even mo
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It was over..
You stood there on the roof top of the school (h/c) blowing around gently in the breeze, (e/c) dimmed and dark as tears formed on the sides of your eyes.
You looked at the sky only a few deformed clouds up there then you looked down at the ground.
Yes from here it will surely end you.
End all this.
It was just getting to bitter for you to taste. To sour.
All you wanted to do was live a happy normal good going life but NO! God forbid you! No instead you got shitty parent's who fought all the time and took it out on you when they had the chance but couldn't cause one had to be gone if both of them they said nothing to you.
The girl's mocked you treated you like shit in the dirt! The boy's gave you ugly look's. All for what?
Just cause you were bigger?! At first it was fine, little insults here and there that you could shrug and tell them off with.
Then it got worse
As the years went on and on! Now it was your
Just What I Wanted - Norway x ReaderSomeday at Christmas men won't be boysMore Like This
Playing with bombs like kids play with toys
One warm December our hearts will see
A world where men are free
Your heart pumped vigorously. Today was the day he was coming back from the bloodshed you detested much. Detested, but loved for what the results were when it was all over.
Someday at Christmas there'll be no wars
When we have learned what Christmas is for
When we have found what life's really worth
There'll be peace on earth
Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
The sun had now fully risen over the horizon, and you had almost immediately received a telegram telling of his safe return in just a matter of hours. You were extremely giddy, you could hardly contain yourself in front of the messenger boy.
Putting the letter on t
NorwayXReader - New Year's Eve: the aftermathIt all started with that stupid New Year's Eve party Mathias has persuaded you to go to. Like with all bad ideas, it had seemed like a good idea at the time – although you came into contact with most of the people you worked with on a daily basis, you never really got to know any of them on a personal level, and the party could be a good way to fix that.More Like This
But as you opened your eyes, welcoming a horrid hangover that nearly caused you to double up, you were beginning to question your decisions. Pretty much everyone was totally wasted by the time you arrived, and once you'd been encouraged to have a drink yourself, the night had had only gone downhill from there. You had conversed with very few people who weren't completely buzzed, and you could only really remember accidentally spilling wine down Raivis' shirt, one of the interns that worked with you. Even through your banging headache, you made a mental note to find him and apologise sometime. The rest of the night was nothing but
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Tino shot out of bed and pulled on his shoes and socks. He'd slept in his clothes last night and was so excited he'd hardly slept.
Today was the school Field Trip to the aquarium and mythology museum! He ran down stairs and ate his breakfast as fast as he could before heading out the door. He practically ran all the way to school. When he got to school he handed his permission slip to the teacher and sat down.
The whole room was filled with he buzz of excited chatter as the fifth grade class prepared to go. Only one student didn't bounce in his seat or chat excitedly with his classmates. Berwald.
He was from Sweden and his English wasn't very good, but that wasn't why he wasn't talking. He was taller than most fifth graders and kept to himself. He didn't smile much and to be honest most kids were afraid of him. Only one student dared to mess with him and that was Matthias, a Dane.
Tino had the misfortune of drawing Berwald's attention. It
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Soft. Delicate. An almost fragile state. A state that Lukas had almost perfected over his long years he had spent on this planet. But this state was also one that he enjoyed sharing with the right person.
There were just a few people who were able to maintain this sort of silence with him. Many found the lack of words too awkward to be around, they always spoke, rambling and ranting as he just looked blankly at them because as they obviously didn't realize, Lukas quite enjoyed the soft buzz of silence. And you were one of the few that could actually respect that.
You lay with him on the couch, your legs wrapped and tangled around his as you lay on your side. Your fingers wove themselves into his soft, almost feather-like locks of silver hair, smiling up at him.
You hadn't even remembered falling asleep. You knew you had though, because the television screen was still on, displaying a fuzzy screen of static t
Denmark x Pregnant!Reader"Hey, _______, what do you think the baby will look like?" Mathias asked as he cuddled with you on the the couch. Squeezing his hand, you told him, "I don't know, but I hope (he/she) will have your blue eyes."More Like This
"I want (him/her) to have your beautiful (e/c) eyes. But it doesn't really matter, because I'm sure (he/she) will be adorable anyway. It is our little (prince/princess) after all!"
You chuckled at his spirit. You two had been married for a year now, and the married life has been absolutely wonderful! Mathias had been quite sweet and protective, trying to make sure you were happy and getting you what you wanted. Even your cravings for strange foods. And when you had become moody, he and his brothers were there to comfort you.
You smiled as you remembered the time when his brothers had found out that you were pregnant.
You and Mathias were having dinner with his brothers, Tino, Berwald, Lukas, and Emil. When you all finished dinner, you cleared your throa
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The next morning you woke up early. You looked at your clock on your night stand. It said 6:30. You sighed. Why did your body insist on waking you up so early in the morning? You rubbed your eyes and got out of bed, standing up. You walked to your dresser after double checking you blinds were closed. You didn’t want Gilbert to be watching you get changed, even if you weren’t entirely sure he was awake.
After you got changed you decided it was okay to open the shades. And guess what the first thing you saw as. Yup, Gilbert's head leaning out the window with a smirk on his face. He was shirtless and wearing, from what you could see, lounge pants with the Prussian flag printed on it. His ruby eyes were half closed. You glared at him, opening the window.
"Guten morgen, (name)." He said, still smirking.
"Sorry, I don’t speak German." You said. It wasn’t entirely true since the language you took in school as German because you wanted to be able to speak to your grandm
Capturing the Flag with Hetalia! ~ Italy"Stop!'" Alfred yelled, frustration boiling out of his ears. You carrying out the Allies flag marked the third consecutive game that America had lost, and he was clearly not happy. "Ok, team change! I want (Name) on our side now."More Like This
Ludwig frowned. "But zhat would mean zhere vould be twice as many people on your team."
"We would still be able to beat them, aru." Yao grinned.
"Well prove it!" And with that Alfred dragged you away towards the Ally side.
The air horn sounded again-Alfred had put you in charge of the patrolling the area. Not the most exciting job, but maybe you could send some trespasser to jail, which would be super fun and satisfying! You decided to start your job-the sun streamed over the top of your head, warming your face as you trailed trough the forest. A fair chattering reached your ears. You perked up, tiptoeing around a bush in the hopes that you would sneak up on some Ally who was loitering around your turf. Peering around a tree you spotted a brownish r
EnglandxReaderxFrance Gimme a breakEnglandxReaderxFranceMore Like This
Gimme a break!
You were late for work. You glanced at your watch again, as if it would tell you the opposite. It didn't. You broke into a slow jog, trying to keep hold on the stack of papers in your arms.
Rushing around the corner, you let out a yelp as you hit someone. The person let out a curse, stumbling back a few steps.
"Sorry!!Sorry!!" You looked up, face bright red with embarrassment. The man looked at you, then grinned. He wore a fancy looking suit and a top hat was perched at a rakish angle on his head. He was also holding a cane.
"No problem love."
You nodded and stepped around him, hurrying towards work. Your boss was going to kill you.
Arthur watched as the woman hurried away, her arms wrapped tightly around the large stack of paper. Her heels clicked against the pavement. He watched as a small piece of paper fluttered to the ground, unnoticed by her retreating figure.
As it blew down the
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((Small amount of swearing because Romanos in it, but other than that, its all good Enjoy! ))
Feli, you home? you call, ringing the doorbell with a sigh.
Still not answering, huh? Well, you cant leave him in there forever. Ludwig and Kiku both said they hadnt heard anything from him for a week which annoyed Ludwig because he was missing his training - and, as far as you knew, he hadnt left his house, either - you had called Lovino to ask, but that went just as well as him spending time with Ludwig. Hes nearly always grumpy when he speaks to you. Sometimes with his personality you can hardly tell hes Felicianos brother.
You ring the bell again and when there still isnt an answer, you choose to let yourself in, deciding that you had given him enough of an opportunity to open the door. Your boyfriend had given you a spare key to his place, so getting in isnt the hard part.
The one that caught his eyeMore Like This
Walking into the dark city she wandered not knowing where she was going but she didnt care either so she just keep walking. Tsume heard someone approach him and his gang, Hey. Who the hell are you?!
She looked over at him with blank eyes and turned her head and keep walking, walking behind a tree and walked out as a black wolf with red patch on her left eye and red paws, she had lime green eyes and her right leg was
bandage up, but she walked straight no limping but she the only thing she did was grin like she was mocking Tsume.
Tsume growled, Rgh! Get back here!! Tsume ran after her. She chuckled and ran away jumping up until she reached the top of the building with Tsume standing in front of her.
Pretty brave of you to show your true form here in the city. Tsume stared at her.
Eh dosent matter to me. She shrugged turning human. She wore mostly black, but what got Tsume was that she wore a black collar with silver spikes.
Canada x Reader - Play AlongMore Like This
Matthew was never one to be jealous. Ever. But, when it involved you and another guy, that was a different story. Especially when said guy was his own brother.
To be honest, now that Matthew looked back at it, it seemed as though he was the one who was making such a big deal out of it. You and Alfred had hugged. So what? It was only a hug. You guys were just friends, after all... right?
But Matthew wanted your hugs to be only for him, no matter how selfish it sounded.
He wanted to be the only one who received your affection.
He wanted to be the only one you loved.
But what was he saying? You and Matthew were just friends, and Matthew could never scrape up enough courage to confess to you. He was just the quiet, practically invisible Canadian boy at school. You were pretty. You were kind. You were smart, you had a plethora of friends, you were outright amazing. In Matthew's eyes, it seemed as though you were way out
SpainxRunaway!Reader: Family Problems Part 1((WHOLE CHAPTER ANTONIO POV))More Like This
I had just finished my siesta when Lovi kicked me out of the house for a walk in the park or something. He said something around, "I need at least an hour without your loud spanish ass babbling or your loud snoring bastard!" and he kicked me out to take a walk or something.
Lovi is so cute when he's angry! Just like when he was a little chibi!
I walked through the park, skipping around trees, chasing squirrels, and avoiding women who tried to flirt with me.
I didn't feel like dealing with pretty ladies today, just needed some time alone, to clear my mind, like Lovi wanted!
I walked into a secret garden that was hidden in the back of the park, no one has found it yet, except for me.
I walked towards an old unfinished gazebo that I sat around when I needed to clear my head.
But I found something different in my gazebo, not just a small white bench, but a beautiful girl sitting on it.
He had messed up (h/l) (h/c) locks that fell like a curtain, shielding her
PrussiaxReader: CinderellaMore Like This
It was a Saturday night and as usual you were in a fight with your older brother Arthur. "Come on Artie let me you!"
"Do you know what kind of guys are actually at those parties _____________?"
"You go to those parties," you snapped back.
His face went red with anger, "Exactly my point, this is my chance to get drunk and not give a damn about the consequences I don't want you there!"
"The British dude is right," Alfred said.
You crossed your arms, "It's not fair."
"Life's not fair," Arthur snipped. "Come on Al, we're leaving."
"W-wait for me," Matthew said quietly following them out the door.
"It's not fair!" you pouted collapsing onto the couch.
A voice from the other side of the couch giggled, "Ohonhon~."
You snapped up, "Hello?"
"Francis, what the hell are you doing in my house?" You threw a pillow at the offending Frenchman.
Francis smiled, "I couldn't help overhearing your problem cheri, and I have the perfect solution."
"Yeah and what's that?" you asked sarcastically.
(Reader x Japan) Crow's Nightmare (Chapter 6)DISCLAIMER: I don't own youor HetaliaMore Like This
Assassin!Reader x Police!Japan
The week passed quickly. (name) stayed close to Kiku, but was careful of every action. She glared at Jun every time she was at the bakery. She would be back to her assassination jobs that were piling up. She also planned out her important goals that she was living up to.
"Forget about Kiku. You can't fall in-love with your enemy."
Crow said with a dark face while gazing into the mirror. Returning to her desk and shuffling through several business cards she found one. In fancy letters, it said The Vargas Family.
"Hello? May this is Phantom Crow. May I speak to your boss?"
There was a knock at the door, and Crow opened to see Mr. Hasegawa. Smiling, she welcomed him into the room. A hotel room.
"Thank you for coming, sir."
"Not at all. You wanted to speak with me?"
"Yes. Why don't you have a seat? We can talk comfortably."
Hanging his coat on a rack, the man took a seat while the assassin diale
~Under the Mistletoe~ SpainXReader-Christmas Wishlist-More Like This
~Under the Mistletoe~
You and your best friend, Bella, were at a Christmas party that her friend Antonio was holding. She had told you all about this Antonio guy, but you had never met him in person. She also told you about his two best friends, Gilbert and Francis. Apparently Antonio was from Spain, Francis was from France, and Gilbert was from...Prussia. You had questioned her on how he could possibly be from Prussia because it did not even exist any more, but she simply said that he believes he's from Prussia, but it's more like East Germany. You just went with that.
Bella had you by the hand and was leading you through crowds of people, looking to introduce you to Antonio. On the way, Bella raised one hand and waved it, calling over someone. You saw a familiar Italian face squeeze though the crowd of people, coming over to you. "Hi Lovi~!" Bella said to her boyfriend as she placed a kiss on his cheek and he
Sing to me [Oneshot]More Like This
I still remember the rhythmic beeping of the EKG. Her heart beat meant everything to me in that moment, because it was a signal that she was still there...
She was my best friend, no... my sister, and I couldn't leave her. She needed me right now.
She had just attempted suicide, and I needed her to know that I was here for her. So every night I sang a song to her. It was her favourite song, and I think I finally understand why.
It was almost like it was written for her and I could have almost sworn it was.
I'd always hold her hand as I sang to her, not understanding what I was singing at the time. I just thought that maybe if she heard me singing it...she might wake up.
And eventually she did open her eyes and look at me, but they didn't shimmer like they had always done before.
"What's wrong, little sis?" I asked as she looked into my cerulean orbs with her
Danger in the Woods - Sweden x ReaderMore Like This
Danger in the Woods
As much as you had been warned against it since childhood, the old dark trunks, writhing corridors of bracken and twisted roots of the old forest held your imagination. Every morning when you stepped out of the house to milk the cows and goats, the forest sat as a backdrop and seemed to lure you into watching its shadowy boarder. That had been increased even more by the arrival of a new village resident who spent his whole day out in the forest chopping wood and warding off the forest beasts… you assumed that part of course.
The man, called “Sweden” by others but named Berwald, was too quiet for everyone in your village to accept. They were used to the same old merchants from the other side of the lake and traditionally no newcomers had been seen in your home for twenty odd years. But this broad, blonde and silent sentinel had appeared one day and his lack of interest in the community had stirred up a lot of dangerous rumours. No
Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 1More Like This
It was easy to tell the humans and dragons apart. By nature, dragons were beings of supernatural abilities in both physical and magical traits, and most if not all of the time, they also chose the forms of either beautiful or handsome—or sometimes both—forms that only added to their majestic existences.
Now that you had grown older, that fact should have been obvious. You had wished you had seen the signs earlier for if you had, things would have been different. You would have said different things to him when he had departed.
However, a decade had come and gone. The eternal winter of Dragonfall had officially ended, and the tale of the Dragonheart was well underway to becoming a legend in the making.
Dragons were still a rarity, but you had seen some of them pass through on occasion. With the village being so close to Eldur Mountain, you would have thought more dragons would have stopped by whether in their true forms or in their human forms.
The fact that you
-Water- IcelandXExcited!ReaderThe two of them sat there, near the window. Lukas with his hardcover copy of Jonas, Emil with Absolution and a bowl of black liquorice. This is how their visits normally went, calm and hushed. It was peaceful... So peaceful, that Emil had to stifle a sigh of content, as not to break the silence.More Like This
It was eventually broken, of course, by a small noise outside, off in the distance.
"What was that?" Emil asked, his voice sounding unnaturally loud in the previous quiet.
"Who knows? Probably a bird."
Emil hummed in acceptance, returning to the black-lettered text on the crisp pages of his novel.
A few moments later, the sound came once again. It was louder, and if either of them would have thought it possible, they would have recognized that it wasn't a bird. But who comes all the way out here for... anything? Everyone that knows Lukas should know not to come to his home unless they've called first, or else he'd slam the door in their face. Especially if they were Danish.
Hong Kong x Reader~Snake Eyes Olivine~OmakeOmake: ParabolicMore Like This
~~This takes place roughly eight years before the main events of Snake Eyes Olivine~~
Today was a particularly slow day. Yao was out training Kiku and Kasem in profiling out on the "field," as he liked to put it. Mei had gone with Lien to go shopping in the western districts because there was a pair of boots that had caught her eye, and she said the two of them would look cute if they wore matching pairs. Leon honestly didn't know why Yao let the girls get away with a closet that was even bigger than his and Yong Soo's sleeping spaces combined.
Then there was Cheng. Ever since Cheng turned eighteen, he was almost never around. Leon missed the guy. Whenever he felt upset about something that Yong Soo did, he was there to listen to him. He was also very polite. If anything, Cheng was everything a best friend could have been, but now, he had become an official insider. He wasn't going to be coming backespecially when he had already been appointed as Buena Sue
Licorice Buddies- IcelandxReader(*Reader's P.O.V*)More Like This
People say that it is childish, but no matter what your favorite part of the day was going to the candy store after going to school. I started going in first grade and have been doing it in my second year of high school. No matter what comments I hear or what I have to do that day this will be my first subject of the day! I walk down main street until I reach the end with the small sweets store which I like to call home. I walk in as always, with the little kids looking at me weirdly, they may think I am old or something.
"Hello, Miss (Name)!" Says the over happy saleswoman, she has been nice to me ever since I first came in here. She would throw discounts at me a lot, but I usually would never accept it, she needs the money more than I.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Connors!" I say as I walk past the tea, only tea freaks actually use the leaves, the little knickknacks, I have a collection of little teddy be
~Goddess~ An Iceland x Reader One ShotMore Like This
Cold.. So very cold..
The frigid snowstorm was coming too quickly. You looked around but the snow was so thick, you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. You had been wandering around in the blizzard for God only knows how long. It could have been hours, it could have been minutes. The piercing shrill of the wind rang in your ears and slowly stung at your face. You didn't know how much longer you could keep going. Your feet were numb from exhaustion and your body wracked with a permanent chill. As the freezing wind encased you, it set a reminder there was no escape from this icy hell. You dropped to your knees, all hope lost and laid down on the frozen ground. It was time to accept your fate. As you went to close your eyes, a small ray of light appeared and as your sight began to fade, you saw the small glimmer of violet eyes.
You awoke in warmth, clad in a wool robe and thick, heavy blankets. You glanced around an
A Promise You'll Never Break [NorwayXReader]A Promise You'll Never BreakMore Like This
You were such a darling little girl. You played with everyone and never wanted any enemies out of them. You were even friends with a certain Norwegian who always seemed so... emotionless
"Hey, Lukas!" You smiled at him so childishly.
"What?" He raised his head and looked at you with those navy blue soulless eyes.
"Let's make a promise to each other." You stuck out your left pinkie and motioned him to do the same.
"And what promise is that?"
"Whatever happens, we'll be friends, even if a thousand years pass by."
"That's childish. You do know you can never survive a thousand years."
"Trust me," You grinned at him and he sighed in defeat and did the pinkie promise.
That was about 10 years ago. Lukas lightly touched the stairs' rails as he went up to his room. He doesn't want to be bothered by a certain Dane and he wanted some peace and quiet.
He lightly touched his cross clip as he stared to the ceiling. He wondered where did you disappear to. You hav
RomaniaxNeko!Reader *Request*You sighed as you stared out of the window. It was a rainy day so that means you couldn't go outside. It was a cloudy day, so you and your friend were going to go out and do stuff because he only liked going out on cloudy days, and then it started raining, ruining all of your plans.More Like This
You stood up and started looking around for your Romanian friend. He said he was right back, but he's been gone for a while...You started looking through rooms trying to find your friend. You opened a door to a room you had never been in before and started looking around. There were bottles on the shelves with strange looking stuff in them. You walked over to one of the shelves and grabbed one of the bottles and looked at it. It had light green looking stuff in it, and it glowed. You carefully sat it back on the shelf and continued looking around. You weren't paying much attention, and bumped into a shelf and you looked up. All of the bottles started moving, and one of them fell over and poured out all over
Male!Belgium x Reader ::: CornfieldsHe couldn't stop staring at you. The way cornfields would sashay to your anklebones and you stumbled about the dust like a playful crow, cackling and shrieking in jovial sing-songings. Your hair was on fire with dusk and your eyelashes were sprigs of lavender, light with a raw throat and the skitter of lace at the hem of your dress. Your lips were taut in airless gasps, a midsummer's draught against the back of your trachea, the sensual bend of your heated skeleton insinuating early-June sex and crumpled lines of bedsheets on your cheek.More Like This
He gathered you in his twirling rapture of sugary touches and the wildflower foxtrot of his bare toes in the dust. Your feet dangled in negative space, perhaps catching the grip of atoms that pressed against each heel. The stalks of wheat and warmweathered vegetables bled into a whir of your surefooted grinnings and the doe-eyed splendor of your curiosities. It's on these evenings when kisses are tendrils of cherry pints bleeding through senses, a dulc
RomaniaxReader - AccidentsMore Like This
Vlad? you call, walking into the house that has been left open for you. Today, youve been invited round to the Romanians house to hang out for the day because he had something to tell you, which you eagerly accepted, of course. Having a crush on him means youd like to spend as much time with his as you can.
Hey, ________, Vlad replies, Im in the lounge.
You make your way through and grin at him when you see him sat with a bunch of glass bottles full of random liquid in front of him.
What are you doing? you ask.
Oh, nothing really. Here, give me a hand to move this stuff into the other room, he says, picking up a couple of the bottles. You do the same and follow him to another, darker room where even more bottles sit on shelves his magic room. You have known about his little magic obsession for a while now. He thinks he can make potions and you just kind of accept it, really. The same
When You're Gone [ScotlandxReader] P1I always needed time on my ownMore Like This
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie is made up on your side
You didn't like it when he was gone...it made you feel lonely somehow. And you couldn't see why. You were a person who...just liked to be alone without people. You didn't really need anyone...until you met HIM.
Allistor and you had been together for a while. You're first actual relationship. And it was odd that it was with HIM of all people. You didn't get it. You lived together in a good apartment...not perfect, but as long as you were with him, it was like heaven. But his job as the personification of Scotland meant that he had to leave for meetings and such things. Even though Arthur was the representation of the entire country, Allistor still had to go to the meetings. And the meetings took up a week to two weeks out of the month. And to make matters worse, they were in the middle of the month.
Germany X Reader - Last moment.More Like This
Where am I?
I can't see.
I Can't speak.
Is someone there?
Please tell me.
I don't think I can breathe anymore.
to spend my last moment with you.
To tell you that I loved you.
So I could rest in peace.
with no regrets.
The entire room fell silent. (name) (last name) was gone, and never to return. Standing beside her, was Ludwig Beilschmidt, her one and only friend, her one and only ally, her one and only love.
He didn't want to believe that she was gone. He kept telling himself that she would wake up and he would see her smiling face again. But the heart monitor was making it harder and harder for him to keep away the tears that was threatening to spill from his eyes.
He let go of her hand, watching it limply fall to her side.
"Ich liebe dich..." He muttered, silently crying.
Ich liebe dich auch, Ludwig.
Dragon!Norway x Reader ~The Dragonheart~ 21More Like This
“Two times can be considered a coincidence, but three times!” the businessman laughed. “It must be fate!”
Your eyes automatically moved towards Lukas. This guy just happened to be everywhere you didn’t expect. First the Bone Forest, then the town, now here beyond the force field?
“What are you doing here?” Lukas spoke up before you could open your mouth and ask the same question.
“Travelling back home,” the businessman said. “Beyond this place is the mountain pass that leads to the far east. I’ve had my share of travelling through Eliatha. We all could use a good home-cooked meal back home.”
The rest of his crew nodded in unison.
You furrowed your eyebrows. “If I may ask, what’s with the masks?”
“That’s to protect our faces from the ice,” the businessman explained. “Oh, that’s right, back when we at the Bone Forest, there wasn’t any snow, and
Dancing With Whisky (JackSparrowxReader) One-ShotMore Like This
It was unbearably hot on the Black Pearl. The sun’s rays made your skin fry like a fish on a skillet. Mmmm you could actually go for some fish right now. As you leaned against the railing of the ship, you closed your eyes and figured that you might as well get a tan while you were out here. The ship swayed gently from side to side as it kept on moving throughout the ocean. Thankfully the sea was calm in the afternoon and you didn’t have to worry about a wave bringing the entire ship and its crew down.
Even though you had been a pirate for almost your entire life, you were still a little nervous around the sea. The water was unpredictable. It could be purifying and be used for all sorts of remedies that witches had but it could also destroy and take out thousands of ships without a single breath. You had learned that the hard way when you watched from a castaway boat your parents fighting for their lives during a terrible storm.
The water giveth, and the water taketh.
Watson X Reader :Oneshot: SoldierLondon. A new life, a new name. Or at least that's what you had hoped it would be. The psychiatrist told you a new place might help keep the war off your mind. In truth it will never leave. Every time you looked in a mirror the scar that runs down your cheek, is a reminder. But that won't change today.More Like This
You fix up your (h/l)(h/c) hair, and throw on your jeans and a casual t-shirt. You grab your jacket and head to the market.
Whilst at the market you were able to get all you needed, which wasn't all that much. You stood in line of the self check-out a vaguely familiar elderly fellow stood in front of you. He seemed to be having trouble.
"Here. Let me." You said holding out your hand to him. He looked slightly relieved and handed you the item. "If you'd like I can finish this for you." You offered scanning the item and putting it in the bagging area.
"If you wouldn't mind." He said taking a step back. You continued scanning his shopping. "I can never get these things to work."You smiled.
(Spock x Reader) Sick"Captain, where is commander _____?" Spock asked as he exited the turbo lift, onto the bridge. You were not at your usual station, and he had not seen you yet today.More Like This
"Commander _____ has called out sick today, Spock."
"Sick? With what?"
"Umm, I think it was strep or something." Kirk said slightly distracted. Spock was silent for a moment, thinking of all the things he knew about the human illness. "Has Dr. McCoy seen to her yet?"
"Yes, McCoy has looked in on her. He has given her some antibiotics and said that now she just needs rest."
"So no one is there caring for her?"
"No, _____ said that 'She's a big girl, and that she can take care of herself'."
Spock paused another moment, considering what the captain had told him. Then he turned on his heel and headed back towards the turbo lift.
"Spock, where are you going?"
"I'm taking the day off, Captain."
"Well wait, you can't just-"
The door of the lift closed.
"Commander, I heard that you are not
Forever and Always - Sherlock X Reader - Part OneMore Like This
**Read "Because I Care - Sherlock X Reader" first, link in description**
The London streets seemed far colder since he was gone. As though all the good in the city had died along with him that day he plummeted downwards from St Bart's hospital rooftop. Even the people seemed less cheery. People believed that he had done it all. That he had set up all the cases he had solved and for what? To look smart? To make the police look far more stupider than they already were? They did a fine job of that themselves when they started believing the doubt that had made a home inside their brains, plaguing their minds with corrupted ideas of the Consulting Detective and leading him to his final end. But eventually his name was cleared and people learned the truth that John and you had known all along, he wasn’t a fraud. He was real. He was gone.
No. You couldn't deal with it all. You couldn't cope. As much as you faked being 'fine' and 'ok', inside you were broken. Hell, the pas
Steve x Child! Reader Little NightmaresMore Like This
Steve x Child! Reader Little Nightmares
Everything was black.
(Name) cried out in terror, petrified of her surroundings. Or lack thereof.
Everything was cold and dark and empty. Not a single person was with her. Not even her--
“DADDY!!” She gasped, running around the void as panic began to settle into her soul.
“Daddy, where are you?!” (Name) screamed, tears running down her cheeks. Sobs escaped her mouth, and she dropped, laying on the blackness in utter defeat.
“D-Daddy…please…” She whimpered, the void opening up beneath her.
And then she was falling.
(Name) awoke with a sharp gasp, fresh, hot tears racing from her eyes as she shook. Her whole body heaved as she attempted to breathe properly, images from her nightmare still etched into her mind.
“D-Daddy…” She whispered, and with stifled sobs she worked her way out of bed to the thankfully solid floor. If anyone could make her feel better, it was her Dadd
SherlockXReader Chapter 2“Ok start from the beginning?” John asked you as he handed you a cup of coffee Mrs Hutson had made for you.More Like This
“Also Sherlock no comments while she’s speaking got it?”
You watched as Sherlock sighed with annoyance but continued to keep his mouth shut. Mrs Hutson had left the room to give you some privacy but John hadn’t even bothered to try moving Sherlock.
“Harry didn’t exactly send me here…” You started.
“…I came to London to work in the secret service to design and manufacture weapons; I needed a place to stay. Please don’t be mad.”
John buried his head in his hands with a groan.
“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me. Let me guess, Harry has no idea where you are.”
You mumbled the word “No” just so it was just hearable. Well to be honest Harry thought you were at a college located in the area so technically you didn’t lie completely.
“Nope. I can’t have
SherlockXReaderYou step out of the black cabby with your heavy luggage in hand.More Like This
"Apparently those detective bloggers live in that building. Bunch of nonsense if you ask me." A husky voice spoke.
You turned to face the overweight cabby driver who had not yet left. Your long(H/c)hair flickered around in the gusty wind.
"I'm sorry?" you ask.
"Im just saying that be careful of dem crazy folk. A pretty thing like you shouldn't be messing with people like them."
The sleazy driver glanced up and down your figure with a look of desire present in his eyes causing you tried to hide the look of disgust that seemed to be creeping onto your face. Couldn't you have a normal guy hit on you for one?
Ignoring the drivers rudeness you pick up your black suitcase and start to walk towards the big brass with the address of 221B. Before you knock you turn your head back towards the driver and yell out.
"I think I'm safe… I mean after all getting into danger runs in the family."
You flash a seductive smile and tur
Sherlock Holmes x Reader - He's Back“No. You don't get to just walk back in here and think everything will be okay! No. It has been two years. Two fucking years, Sherlock!”More Like This
“Shut up. You left us. And I don't just mean (Son's Name) and I. I mean everyone. John, Mrs Hudson, Greg, Mycroft, Molly-”
“Molly and My-”
“Don't interrupt me, dammit.”
Sherlock shut up after that, casting his glance to the side for a brief second. After his reunion with John, which didn't go quite as planned, he thought things would go much smoother with his fiancée. Turns out, he was wrong. Again.
“Can I speak now?” He nodded. “Good. Now you listen to me. You jumped. You died. And I had to hear about it from John. I was sitting here with (S. Name) and you were off faking your suicide. Two years...”
Sherlock edged a bit closer, careful not to anger you further. He still didn't speak, knowing you were about to speak again.
“Not a word. Not a breath