RomanoxReaderxItaly: Sibling Rivalry Pt2
The two brothers nodded. You felt like you had walked right in the middle of something, and whatever it was it was going to change your life for a long time.
Now here's the stunning conclusion…
"Hey guys, what's up? Did I interrupt something?"
Lovino cleared his throat, "__________ I was wondering if you would like to go do something?"
"I have been cooped up in the house all day," you thought, "Ok."
"Feli, where do you want to go?"
"We could go play mini golf!"
You turned to Romano, "It is alright if Feli tags along right?"
Feliciano smiled in victory. Now he got to spend more time with ___________.
All three of you went to play mini gold, unfortunately you weren't that good a player.
"You hold the golf club like this," Lovino put his arms around you, helping you to hit the small colored golf ball. You blushed slightly.
"Veee~! This is fun!" Feli said hitting his ball a little too hard. "_________ !"
You looked up, "What is it?"
"You want some ice crea
Angel!UK x Reader x Demon!US - The Greater GoodHetalia: Angel!England x Reader x Demon!America ficMore Like This
The Greater Good - Prologue
WARNING: INVOLVES RELIGIOUS THEMES YOU MAY NOT AGREE WITH. PLEASE DON'T LET YOUR BELIEFS STOP YOU FROM ENJOYING THIS PIECE OF FICTION.
All of the angels had been called to a banquet tonight. All except for you. You see, you were quite young and still hadn't earned your wings yet.
"Thank you for staying with ________ tonight, Arthur," your mother smiled, patting you on the head. You pouted a little, wishing you didn't have to stay here with Arthur.
"It's my pleasure. I'm not of age to attend the banquet anyhow," Arthur replied.
"But I don't need Arthur to look after me... I'm six and a quarter and I can take care of myself!" you stated proudly. Your father chuckled at you, coming to meet your mother.
"There, there... I thought you always had fun with Arthur. Now, be an angel until we get home," your father smiled, kissing your forehead.
"But daddy, I am an angel," you gi
2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part XII(Name) sighed as she woke up to her screeching alarm clock and slammed her hand down on it. She could barely move. Sleeping on a pull out sofa was really difficult…especially after her weekend of sleeping on a plush bed with the warmth of the two males she was in bed with. She pushed herself up and popped her back. She rolled out of the bed and stood up stretching trying to get all of the cricks from her body. No sooner had she began walking towards the kitchen when her cell phone rang. She picked it up and answered it not even noticing who was calling.More Like This
“Hello?” she said with a yawn.
“It’s me.” Came the American she was getting to know rather well.
“Alfred.” She said in slight surprise, “You’re calling early.”
“I’m just calling to let you know that you’ll be staying after for my practice today.” He said with a note of order to his voice.
“Of course.” She said.
“See you at school
2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part XIThe end of the day came around and (Name) was waiting by her locker for Matthew and Alfred to come and get her. The first person she saw that she knew though was Oliver. He walked over and smiled kindly at her.More Like This
“Hello, dear.” He said in his sugary voice, “Not going home today?”
“I don’t think so…Alfred and Matthew asked me to wait for them today.” She said, “Though I will have to go back sometime…I’ve got a really mean land lord.”
He nodded and gathered his things, “Well if you come back tonight, I look forward to having you again.” He said sweetly.
She didn’t understand why he was so sweet to her…or why she almost believed he cared. How could she believe him? No one gave a damn about her.
“Yeah…thanks…” she muttered, “Look, it’s about time before the library will take any one after school…so if they come here while you’re here would you
2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part XThe next evening as she lay between the two cruel boys after being groped and prodded for hours on end she looked up at the ceiling shocked at the fact that she still had the lingering feeling of their hands and mouths on her body. Why was she feeling this? What made these two different? What was going on with her? Why was she changing? So many questions raced through her mind, it was like a marathon up there. She sighed and closed her eyes, she figured it would be smart to just get some rest…hopefully she could. Since they had school the next day.More Like This
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She brushed her hair and fixed her school top before walking out into the room she was given and sitting down on the bed to pull her socks and shoes on. There was a knock on the door.
“Yes.” She called out in her slightly dulled voice.
Matthew and Alfred entered the room, “Ready to go?” Alfred asked.
She looked up into his red eyes and nodded, “Yeah, just got my shoes o
2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part IX(Name) was back in ‘her’ bedroom going through her school bag while she sat on the edge of ‘her’ bed. She needed to find her cell phone…since she was recently told that she needed to put Alfred’s and Matthew’s numbers in it. Her crappy old phone was an embarrassment to her and she rarely used it since she had no one to call. And she often lost in in her large school bag. She never understood how that was possible…but it was.More Like This
Just as she had gotten hold of it someone ran in and jumped on the bed scaring her half-to death.
“Ahh!” she screamed as the bed moved harshly below her and she dropped her bag and held her phone tighter in her hand.
Her scream was followed by a chorus of laughter. She turned and saw Alfred on her bed laying on his stomach laughing as Matthew stood in the doorway. She took several deep breaths.
“That was SO not funny!” she exclaimed as her heart rate slowed down, even if she was numb and brok
2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part VIIISitting in the cabana between the two, rather attractive boys might have been romantic and set any high school girl’s heart a flutter, but these boys weren’t the type for romance and (Name) wasn’t the typical school girl. She had a towel wrapped around her as she sat looking down at her feet while her two captors were being scolded by their elder pink-haired brother for skinny-dipping. He was laying off of her, not that it mattered, she was part of this no matter what.More Like This
She shivered and rubbed her arm trying to warm up. Her movement had brought her back to attention.
“Cold?” Oliver asked her.
She shook her head and bit her lip not wanting to be any trouble.
“Go inside and shower.” He said and she got up and did what she was told having both Alfred and Matthew slap her butt as she walked off causing her to blush embarrassed.
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She sat on her new bed in a black tank top and blue-jean shorts with some co
2P!AmericaxReaderx2P!Canada Broken Part VIThis gets rather suggestive, also a slight language warning. I am also no longer noting the lemon to this.More Like This
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Dinner was awkward, (Name) was finding it hard to eat and was more like swirling her food around with a fork. The two brothers who had basically abducted her, though she was willing, looked at her curious as to why she was being so nervous. They hadn’t threatened her…they hadn’t even been rude to her. The Canadian actually asked why she wasn’t eating and she shook her head telling them that she wasn’t that hungry.
“Well this is what you’ve got for now.” Alfred told her, “Ollie’s not the biggest fan of midnight snacking.”
She nodded understanding, “I’m just not that hungry.”
Both brothers nodded and watched her intently from the corners of their eyes. She was nervous, she could feel their eyes. She was curious, why were they being nice to her? Why weren’t they makin
Babysitter :Frerard: "Thanks for coming on such short notice."More Like This
Gerard smiled, pulling off his jacket as he stepped inside the warm house, "No problem."
Mrs. Iero stepped outside, rubbing her hands together in the chilly night air, "Anyway, I'll be back around eleven, try and get him in bed around nine or ten, okay?"
Gerard nodded, "Okay," he turned his head, looking around, "Um...where is he anyway?"
"Oh, he's probably in the living room watching TV or something. Don't worry too much, he usually behaves himself."
"Oh, okay then. Have fun then."
"I'll try. Thanks a lot." Mrs. Iero shut the door, leaving Gerard in the house. Gerard was babysitting her son, Frank. She called just a few hours ago and had left him with very little information about the kid he would be looking after for the night. Although, Gerard didn't care much about that. The only reason he was even babysitting was because he was in serious need of some cash.
Skittles "So, an example of a survey would be if I asked you if you preferred Skittles or M&Ms, then you'd--"More Like This
"Skittles!" A short boy in the back row shouted, ferociously waving his hand over his head, nearly falling out of his chair.
"What was that Mr. Iero?"
The boy rolled his eyes, feeling that his teacher's question was silly, "I said Skittles. Everybody knows Skittles are better."
"Frank, the question was rhetorical. I didn't want an answer. Anyway--"
"But there isn't really a question, 'cuz everybody likes Skittles better!" Frank stood by his first answer, feeling quite confident that everyone was on his side, as most seven-year-olds are when they strongly believe in something.
The elder teacher rubbed her temples, "Well that's your opinion. Now I'd--"
"But my opinion's the right 'pinion isn't it?"
"An opinion isn't something you can get right or wrong, it's whatever you think."
Gym Class F--king gym class! I hated gym class, everything about it. From the changing in the locker room to the endless shouting of the other kids whenever I did something slightly less than perfectly. I mean, my god, at least I tried to do stuff, some kids just stood in a corner and watched. Maybe I should do that, then I'd get out of dodge-ball and maybe everybody would just leave me alone Considering the pissy mood I was in, and the fact that my back was killing me, that's what I decided on. I would just stand off to the side and act like I was doing something. Who would really care anyway?More Like This
I changed into my gym shorts as quickly as possible, feeling slightly embarrassed at my hairless cat problem. Seriously, it looks like I shave my legs, but I can't help it. Damn Italian heritage. Tying my shoes, I listened to the ramblings of the other guys, but slowly lost interest in the
Squeak :Frerard: Squeak...More Like This
Squeak. Squeak, squeak
"Geez, this f---king bed needs fixed or something, it's annoying!" Gerard muttered angrily to himself, changing positions in an attempt to become comfortable while doodling. His pencil trailed across the page, making dark lines that contrasted with the pure white of the page, "Ugh!" Squeak, squeak.
Gerard adjusted his position, now leaning on his left elbow. He erased a line quickly, making the bed squeak with the fast movements of his arm. He frowned, making a growling sound. The squeaky springs in his bed were becoming increasingly bothersome to him. How could he possibly draw something good when he was being distracted by that constant squeaking?
Gerard looked up, still frowning slightly, then let his expression lighten when he saw his brother standing in his doorway, "Yeah?"
Mikey pointed a thumb behind him, "Your boyfr
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The figure turned and Franks face lit up as he recognised the man stood some way off.
'Gerard!' Frank yelled, running towards him.
Frank made his way towards Gerard, but he kept tripping. Gerard just stared at him with a bemused look on his face as Frank slipped and tumbled closer to him.
Frank was now within touching distance of Gerard, and he reached out, begging him to help him, to pull him out of the chilling darkness that was crushing him. Just as he was about to make contact with him, Gerard vanished, only to reappear behind Frank.
Frank whipped his head round to see Gerard laughing hysterically at him as the shadows dragged him back and clawed at his clothes and skin, tangling their hellish fingers in his hair.
Again Frank tried to run to Gerard but he just seemed to get further and further away before vanishing completely.
'No!' Frank scre
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I was rudely awakened from my sleep by a loud crashing noise coming from outside the tour bus. I sat up and looked out the window.
"Bloody thunderstorms" I mumbled to myself, still half asleep. I lay back down and attempted to get back to my dreams but I knew the thunder wouldn't allow it.
I lay still for a while dozing.
I heard someone else shuffling around on the other side of the bus. Frank.
He was terrified of thunderstorms, they scared the hell out of him. I immediately felt bad for not thinking about him sooner. He must have been terrified, the storm had been going on for at least half and hour, and Frank had trouble sleeping anyway, even without the added noise of the storm.
"Frankie?" I whispered into the darkness.
"Gerard is that you?" came the soft reply from the direction of Franks bunk.
"Yeah, are you alright with the storm Frank?" I as
Love in a Sopor Stupor Gamzee x troll!ReaderBY THE WAYMore Like This
since this is tooo long dammit, this is a troll!highblood!sea dweller!Reader x Gamzee...
Please don't hurt me.
It hadn't taken long for Gamzee to fall in love with ___. Although for the moment, he couldn't have her.
No, it wasn't that her quadrants were full. Quite the contrary, indeed. They were all empty, and she was happy. And a highblood. Higher than Eridan, but lower than Feferi. She was a sea dweller too, and she probably wasn't interested in him in a Red-Rom way.
He spoke to her a lot on trollian, and she always used her little fish emoticon, E'oo'3. Gamzee liked it for some strange reason. It was like his signature : o)
When Gamzee and ___ had finally met in person, he felt so in love, even in a sopor stupor. He honked her nose and she giggled.
"What a motherfuckin' miracle you showed up," Gamzee spoke first.
She giggled. "Of course, silly."
Gamzee hugged her, making a cute honk noise. When she pulled away, he noticed them. It was something that
Dave x Reader : More than friends : HomestuckMore Like This
“Oh, hey Dirk! What’s up, is Dave here?” You ask while fist pumping Dirk when he opened the door.
“Yea, he’s in his room right now. Nice to see you lil’ sis,” Dirk says smiling a bit.
“Thanks Dirk!” You say. You gave Dirk a quick hug and ran over to Dave’s room. You knock and a muffled voice is heard behind the door saying it’s open.
You open the door to see Dave struggling to put his shirt on because of the shades he’s always wearing. This always seemed to happen when you came in and you were sort-of used to it. The shirt was stuck on Dave’s head leaving his chest area was fully exposed. It was quite fit because of his daily skateboard routines he did in the park below. You blush a bit and went over to help him.
“God, why don’t you take those shades off once in a while, they always keep you from putting an actual shirt on,” You say helping Dave. Once he got his head through the right
(Father!DenmarkXDaughter!Reader) For the Love...~For the Love of a Daughter~(Father!Denmark X Daughter!Reader)More Like This
You barely remember those years, but the memory is still there, fuzzy but there. How your father used to be when you were 3 and younger. Blond hair styled up in the most gravity-defying way, blue eyes always sparkling with happiness, strong body and arms that promised protection for his family, and a grin that you could never forget. A smile that spoke love, pride, and just pure elation whenever it was directed to anybody he cared about. How his laugh could cause even Uncle Lukas to sometimes smile, then he's choke him with his tie. You remember the days you called him, "Daddy" with so much love and pride.... Until something changed and everything went wrong, your parents started fighting.
Four years old with my back to the door
All I could hear was the family war
Your selfish hands always expecting more
Am I your child or just a charity ward
A four year old shouldn't be hiding behind a door, try
Papa!RussiaXReaderXBoyfriend!France ~Request~More Like This
~Edited ~ 7/9/2015
Sitting and listening to the bickering between the nations was a daunting task, but your father had insisted that you come with him today. Since you had managed to skip the last three meetings, you really couldn't think of an excuse to not come to this one.
So now here you sat, waiting for this to come to an end.
Well, there was really a deciding factor that helped make your decision for you - it was being held in France. You had always loved to take in the sights of this warm and loving country - the people, the food, the sheer culture of it all. It was something different from the snow and cold of your father's house in Russia.
Cold (France x Prostitute!Reader)The evening was quiet.More Like This
Francis heaved a deep sigh of impatience, moving both hands against one another in a vain effort to drive back the unkindly cold of winter. Every warm breath escaped his lips as a cloud of drifting, fading smoke, soft against the black sheet of the sky, obscuring his vision.
He visibly flinched with every stifled crunch his shoes would create in the hardened, frozen ground, and at every snap of a twig beneath his weight as he continued almost wading his way through the depths of the freshly fallen snow, picking his feet over the mounds and observing them with a vague, knowing sort of stare. He despised bitter, sharp nights like this with no mistake, finding them to be almost detestable. Even the gentle accumulation of snow upon his head was irritating, unappreciated, as the cold would seep into what felt like his very skull, drawing shuddering breaths from lips gone pale from cold and discontent. To distract himself (if only
My Songbird: 2P!Italy x Captive!Reader (3)ITALY POVMore Like This
Italy stood beside the window overlooking his garden. The day was bright and cheerful. Flowers bloomed and birds sang in the trees. Puffy white clouds dotted the sky. Everything was bright and green and full of light.
Italy threw the curtain back in disgust, casting the room into darkness once again. Light and peace, that was the moral of so many that he had destroyed. He had bathed that moral countless times in blood. Darkness and Chaos, Blood and Evil. Those were his morals. He had never hesitated to hurt anyone who disobeyed him.
So why did he stop when you flinched away from him? He was perfectly used to it by now. He shouldn't even be surprised that you were terrified of him. Yet for a split second before his hand reach out, he felt something strange. It wasn't anger or frustration. It was a type of sadness.
Italy gripped his hair in frustration. Remorse?! Guilt?!? Why should he, of all people, experience such emotions? He was a prince of darkness, bathed
BelarusXReader: Open Your HeartMore Like This
In this story, the gender of the Reader is never specified, but Reader is paired with Belarus.
[23 December 15:55]
America is boasting about the incredible gifts he got everyone, but refuses to tell a single soul exactly what they are. England is knitting wads of fabric steadily, while shouting insults at France, who's staring at himself in a hand mirror. Russia seems to be writing something on a colorful and festive card. China is writing what appears to be a list of groceries.
"Oh no!" Ivan cries out rather loudly after writing in order to catch everyone's attention. The other four nations and you stop what you're doing and look at him.
"What is it?" You ask worriedly.
The last thing you want is for anything to go wrong before Christmas.
"Everyone has a gift but my little sister…"
America's eyebrows rise, "Really?"
"Da, and I'm all out of—"
"Say no more!" You interrupt Ivan and stand tall, beaming like a hero. "I'll just be Natasha's Secret Santa~!"
Because I Love You: Male!Ukraine x ReaderBecause I Love YouMore Like This
Male!Ukraine x Reader
You stopped and stared as your boyrfriend Yuri was almost on the verge of tears. You sighed to yourself sadly and you walked up and gave him a tight hug.
"I'm sorry." You say sadly. I hurt him again...You thought, Why do I keep doing that? It's always because I don't control what I say. You were the type of person who was sarcastic and tended to be blunt about things. Often you wondered why on earth he still stayed with you after three years of being together. When you parted from the hug Yuri gave you a teary, yet cheerful smile.
"Don't worry about it dear (Name)." He says. Yuri then leans in and gives you an affectionate peck on the forehead. You couldn't help but giggle at his actions. He always never failed to make you feel special and that was one of the reasons why you loved him so much. You loved the way he held you close, the way he smiled, the way that his voice always sounded
Sibling Rivalry Belarus X Sister! Reader X Ukraine"Hey, big brother…" you asked quietly. "Hm? Yes, little sister?" Ivan replied kindly. "Do you, how should I put this….enjoy our sisters company?" He stared at you intently then got up from his chair. He patted your head gently and gave you a sweet smile. It really was no secret that you were his favorite sibling, while, considering that your other sisters were so….weird. "(Name), they are our sisters, so technically we are required to love them, but that doesn't mean that we have to like them!" You stared at him confused. "I'm not so sure that that was the answer I was looking for…"More Like This
"Gah, why did Ivan send me grocery shopping….oh that's right….our sisters are weird…" You look down at the list in your hands. "Let's see….butter, bread, eggs….vodka? Really, Ivan? I bought you one yesterday!" you think to yourself. You start walking towards the liquor section and something catches your ear. Bouncing? No, more like jiggling….WAIT! Katyusha turns you around and hugs you harshly, smothering
Sibling Rivalry (Belarus Ending)You had never actually ever been in Natasha's room before. It had never been one of your priorities, while considering that she was bat-shit crazy. But now you were in there, staring at the walls, which were decorated with pictures of you. Yes, you. Also in there, was a mirror that was delightfully stained with a sentence in red lipstick that read: "(NAME) WILL MARRY ME, MARRY ME, MARRY ME, MARRY ME!" Everything about the room made you shiver, but the sound of footsteps made your whole body shake as hard as poor, little Raivis's, one of the boys that Ivan always picks on. You quickly searched for a place to hide and decided on the closet. Right when you slid the door shut, Natasha barged in and she….sniffed the air?! "Hm…I swear it smells like little sister in here…." She trailed off. "So weird…" you thought. She sighed and closed her door just as she unzipped her dress. "Damn it!!! She's undressing! Must look away!" you screamed in your head. But no matter how hard you tried, you justMore Like This
Sibling Rivalry (Ukraine Ending)You looked out your window, from your room upstairs, at the garden and of course she was there. Katyusha was watering the sunflowers cheerfully. You never really knew why but her gardening always cheered her up. She smiled and laughed and talked to the sunflowers merrily. "So weird..." you sighed. But you to, were also smiling. She was so sweet, so kind and her heart was always in the right place. But most importantly she loved you and while…you loved her! You continued to stare at her until: "Little sister." Natasha called out from behind you. You yelped and fell down on your bed. She sighed and looked out the window. You watched her facial expressions change from hurt and angered to sorrowful and calm. "You love her don't you, (Name)?" "Of course I love her, Natasha! She's my sister!" "Let me rephrase the question then. You're in love with her, aren't you?" You swallowed a lump in your throat while you contemplated whether or not you should tell her the truth, for fear of your ownMore Like This
Two brothers, one girl XREADER [request]More Like This
The three of you were closer that could be imagined. You did absolutely everything together, but today, something seemed to changed.
A transition had been apparent for a while now. As you, Italy, and Romano grew older, their personalities changed. You three were not related, but it had always been as though you were, except for now. Things had been getting more and more awkward, you could barely be in the same room as them anymore.
You'd made it clear today that you three were going to go bowling, regardless of their wishes. You had always been the leader type.
"They should be here any minute now..." You stared at the clock. Both of them came through the door. The awkward aura immediately re-entered the room.
"Okay guys! you ready to get your bowling on? It's gonna be really fun!" You ran, hugging both of them, your keys in your hand. "Hurry up guys! I packed some lasagna and sodas in my car! Let's get going!" You didn't understand their silence. Nothing had changed, had it?
Italy x Reader x Romano: Sleepover!"But fratello~ I want (name) to sleep with me!" Italy whined. Romano twitched.More Like This
"No! You always get to sleep with (name), it's my turn!" he yelled. You sweat dropped, this is what happened every time you slept over with the Italy brothers, which always ended up in Feliciano crying and Lovino stomping away angrily.
"Now come on guys, can't we just eat pasta and deal with this later." you tried to settle things.
"No! My idiot brother always gets you to sleep with him by crying! Let me get out of my brothers shadow for once!" he turned red, and looked like he was about to cry. Not to mention Feliciano did too.
You sighed and ruffled both of their hairs, avoiding the stray curl**. (Yes, you know what it does)
"You know what, I love you both equally boys." you smiled. "But Lovi is right Feli, I slept with you last time." his eyes start to brim with tears. "BUT. I will settle this equally."
"How?" they both ask.
"We'll sleep together in the living room! Will just watch a movie, eat popcorn, a
ItalyXReaderXRomanoTwas a peaceful afternoon in your house. You had just prepared pasta for lunch and your crazy neighbor and FINALLY stopped slamming all the doors in his house(I hate my neighbors...). You were currently waiting for your good friends: the Italian brothers, or as Iggy would say: Macaroni brothers. You sat down in front of your TV, you just couldn't wait to eat, you began to twirl the fort, picking up the pasta...you licked your lips almost succeeding in taking your bite util...More Like This
RING RING RING
You huffed, got up and picked up the phone. "Hello?" you said annoyingly, hopeful it wasn't a telemarketer.... oh god if it was, shit would just hit the fan.
"VE~ Ciao _____! It's-a me! Feliciano!" The bubbly Italian Said over the phone.
"Oh hey Feli, are you on your way over?" You asked sitting down with the phone, curling up next to the bowl of pasta.
"Yep! Lovi's driving us over." you heard faint 'DON'TA CALL ME THAT!' You laughed. Not at Lovino but the thought of shaken Kiku saying Italian
Reunited ::Child!ItalyxReaderxChild!RomanoYou held on tightly to your two little countries, you didn’t want them to be taken away.More Like This
“You can’t just take them away from me Austria! This is dirty!”
“You know the rules, now hand them over [Name].”
Sadly, after a slight war between Austria and France about the Habsburg Territory that would divide the certain European countries…
Italy and Romano would be taken away from you.
If you were to fight back you would surely lose.
The two little Italians clung to your legs tighter
“M-Mamma please-a don’t-a leave!”
“Leave-a mamma alone bastardo!”
Your oldest one Romano went up to the Austrian and started to kick and punch him in the legs.
“Roma!” You tried to scold him
“N-No mamma! Run away with-a fratello! I’ll hold him off!” Your poor little Roma was trying all his might to look strong in front of you, but as a mother you could clearly see his small tears in the corner of his eyes.
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The bright rays of light exposed the dark room. It made you groan and snuggle closer to the warm body right next to you. You smiled at the complete warmth of the body that made you more comfortable and sleep well. He snuggled you more and both of you were beaming and peacefully snored silently. His auburn locks of hair against your hair, his lips against your forehead.
But wait, plot twist! This man right next to you is your brother.
Feliciano Vargas, your loving brother. He maybe such a wimp but he did take care of you with the help of his older brother and their grandpa. He wasn't afraid to express his affection towards you nor was he afraid to sleep with you completely nude.
At first, you thought of it absurd but as time flies as you didn't care anymore. He is your brother, whether you were just adopted or not. He will always be your brother and nothing else.
The room was sile
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Right now it was still few days till Christmas, you were sitting on the soft sofa in Vargas' family house. You wanted to see Italy so your good friends, Feliciano and Lovino invited you over. They lived in beautiful, big house with their grandfather. Mister Vargas liked you so much, almost as much as twins. And that's how you ended up in Rome, in your friend's mansion, wearing comfy red christmass sweater and drinking hot choco. Mister Vargas was still at work and he was going to be home late at night, Feliciano was cooking a pasta and Lovino was sleeping on the sofa next to you. Nice and relaxing evening. As you finished your drink you entered the kitchen.
"Feli? Would you like some help?" you asked with a bright smile, like always when you're around cheerful Italian
"Ve~ no, I've just'a finished" he said "pl
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Now you were at school sitting lazily during break in science class, Dazed and 'stuffed animaling' everything or making everything blurry and soft so you didn't have to focus, that way you could think better.
"______, pay a attention to the awesome me!"
And Gilbert's brain just happened to pick the worst day to have a narcissistic break down, days like this he needed all attention on him and his ego was bigger than the ocean he would constantly stare at himself in the mirror or ask you to give him your attention, but today it just wasn't working.
"Not now gil."
"whats wrong?" Gilbert questioned still pouting
"I'm mo-----" you muffled into your jacket sleeve.
"Sorry but I couldn't understand what you just said."
You lifted your head up swishing y
Jealous!ItalyxReaderxRomano~RequestYou sat there patiently, trying to mantain the straight face you had to use for the upcoming picture. Yes, finally! Today was the day you actually got your passport! Once it was completed, the hardest part came. Deciding where you wanted to go. It sounded a little dumb to you at first, but you saved up enough money to practically go anywhere, so you were already in a good position. After the woman took your photo, you gladly sat there quietly, restraining your face and smiling so your laugh lines were more visable now. It was the, you heard the swift buzzing of your celluar device, and scanned it without further ado.More Like This
You had multiple texts from countries, says that you should come visit their contry. Since you could only go once place, it made it all the more harder for you to decide. However, one place in particular seemed most interesting to you. That, or course, was Italy. It wasn't just the person that made you happy, it was everything about the country in itself. Food, people, cen
Italyx!Shy!Chubby ReaderxRomano- ch.1More Like This
You smiled at your reflection in the mirror and did one final look over before heading out of your room. Today was the big day, your first day at Hetalia High.
You just moved to (City Name), and you were excited to start at the new school.
Sure, you missed your other school and the friends you made there, but it was a chance to make new friends and make new memories.
Well, if you could talk to new people. You were shy but not overly shy; it still scared you to talk to new people. As long as they talked to you first you would be fine.
You sighed and stepped out the door and made your way to school which wasn’t that terribly far; only about four blocks.
You held your head high and had a smile on your chubby cheeks.
As you neared the school you started to hear the chatter and laughter of your new peers as you suddenly felt nervous and anxious, the previous courage slowly slipping away from your grasp as you walked past the giant metal gates and slowly made your way up the steps.
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“Ta-da~!” Peter beamed up at me and I smiled back at the little blonde boy.
“This is where you live?”
“Yup! Come on inside! We can have a snack and I can show you my boats!”
I nod happily at the young Britt. We had been friends for a while, despite the fact that he was at least 4 years younger than me. (He’s in fifth grade, I’m in high school)
Taking my hand, he led me to the lovely looking house, a blue two-story building with white trim and a big grassy lawn.
“This way!” Peter exclaimed happily, making a break for the staircase after removing his shoes.
I chuckled, removing my own sneakers but then froze in the doorway as my gaze landed on a figure.
Arthur. Arthur from my school.
What was he doing here?
He stood, holding a bowl of popcorn in one hand, several kernels in the other poised in front of his face.
The green-eyed blonde was also rooted to the spot.
For a few awkward moments we just stood there, staring at each othe
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It is all that you feel.
It burns your skin and you can feel your tongue melting – a metallic, sharp taste of hell itself.
What a cruel, cruel world.
The person that stands above you laughs.
And yet, somehow, as innocent as a child.
All you can do is scream for air and shiver in fear as large, rough hands grab your ruined and demolished body.
They caress you with care – a touch so soft, yet frozen, to the skin of the healthy ones.
But you feel like dying.
He doesn’t even care that his fingertips start to melt away and the smell of death flesh begins to fill the air.
You look at him, finally, and you see that his eyes are glistening with something as morbid as mirth.
“Ohh, does it hurt?”
He purrs like a cat.
You whine like a whipped dog.
Yes, it hurts.
It hurts like hell.
You try to tell him exactly that – but all that leaves your mouth is a green liquid, as hot
It Means BeautifulMore Like This
It was a gorgeous summer day. The sun was shinning bright in the cloudless bright blue sky. You walked hand in hand with the little girl you were babysitting, Aryra. After an enormous amount of begging and whining, you had finally agreed to take her to the nearby park. Her green eyes grew big as the two of you neared the crowded park. She immediately let go of your hand and ran straight towards the swings.
"Push me!" she giggled as she climbed on the swing.
"Yeah I'm coming," you laughed as you made your way over to the little girl.
Except you never did get to her. You felt something ram into the side of your leg causing you to fall onto the pavement of the side-walk. You groaned as you sat up rubbing your head.
"Lovino! I told you to watch out for other people!" a voice scolded.
You opened in your eyes, revealing a small boy on a tricycle and a tall man scolding him. The little boy had dark brown hair with the most precious curl sticking out from the side. He looked like he was in a h
Papa!SpainxLittle!ReaderxLittle!Romano Part ElevenSince Prussia was the one that gave them candy, he was forced to make them go to bed. He was walking through the house, looking for you guys.More Like This
"I'm not scared, I'm not scared, I'm not scared...." He said, then he saw one of you run by, "Ok, I am scared! I am scared!" Prussia said.
You walked up to him, "I know where they are." You said.
"Where are they?" He asked.
"In my Daddy's room." You said.
He started walking to Spain's room, and when he opened the door, they all tackled him, and he screamed.
"Don't kill me! I am WAY to sexy to die!" Prussia yelled.
You walked over to him, holding a spoon.
"...What are you gonna do with that spoon..?" Prussia asked.
"I will stab you with the spoon, unless, you give us more candy." You said.
"You can't stab someone with a spoon, (Name)." Prussia said.
You started hitting him in the face with the spoon.
"Ow! Hey, that actually hurts!" Prussia said.
"Give us candy and I'll stop!" You said, and kept hitting him with the spoon.
"I can't give you anymore
Papa!SpainxLittle!ReaderxLittle!Romano Part ThreeYou climbed up on the couch with Berlin.More Like This
"Wanna play?" You asked.
She looked at you, "Sure. What do you wanna play?" She asked.
You thought for a second, "Hide and seek?" You asked.
"Ja, we can play that." Berlin got off of the couch, and you jumped off of the couch.
"Bruder! Bruder! Play with us!" Berlin walked over to Germany.
"Yeah! Play with us Germany! Play with us! Play with us!" You said.
"Ugh...Fine, I'll play with you two...What do you wanna play?" Germany asked.
"Hide and seek!" You smiled.
"Fine. You two go hide, and I'll try to find you." Germany said.
You and Berlin ran away quickly to hide. You didn't know where to go, since Spain hadn't shown you around the house yet, so Berlin helped you find a good place to hide. She's played with Romano a few times, and Spain's had to babysit her before, so she would show you around the house later.
You two ended up hiding in a clost, and Germany started looking around for you. About, five minutes later, Germany found you two. You guy
Grown Up (BTT X Sick!Mama!Reader)More Like This
(Country Name) hanged her long (f/c) jacket onto the coat rack when she stepped into the restaurant, unwrapping a (2 f/c) scarf from her neck and tying it around her small waist. Lately, she had been getting thinner and thinner as (Country) was going through some hunger issues that was taking a little bit to smooth out and not to mention feeling like she was run over by a bus. She stepped into this small Italian restaurant to speak to the two Italies about some trade stuff between their countries and more boring stuff.
"Ciao, bella!" "Ciao, ragazza." Sure enough, there were the twins, Feliciano smiling brightly and Lovino offering a lift of a corner of his mouth. (Name) grinned back as she hurried over to them to start speaking rapidly in Italian. Oh yeah, I had forgotten to mention last time that she knew a bunch of different languages fluently and many others almost.
"Sì, I think we should have a free-trading agreement because as of lately, there had been a large increase of tr-" a l
Don't Insult Maman (Child!BTT X Mama!Reader)More Like This
[A/N: Follows little to no history so please be mindful of that. Thank you]
"Francis, Antonio, Gilbert, lunch!~" You called your little countries, setting out the food. It was surprising how fast little kids move when their favorite meal is set down; Spain was munching on a tomato and some churros, France chomping on...snails..., and Gilbert chewing on a wurst. You gave a tired smile at them being adorable as always, giving a quick glare at the pile of work waiting for you. Having one young country was hard enough, but you were taking on 3! Letting a small sigh of relief of paperwork, you ate some (favorite food) quickly.
"Maman?" your French son tugged on your sleeve after everyone finished eating, "Can you play with us in the snow?"
The other two jumped up in excitement. "Si, mamá! Por favor?" "Ja, ja! Mutti, please?" Great, now 3 extremely powerful puppy eyes were gunned at you.... Eh, you can pull an all-nighter for the work, "Sure why not? Go and change!" With those words, the you
Vampyria [Vampire!Hetalia x Vampire!Reader] Part 3More Like This
You blinked, sitting upright. It was something you had taught yourself, to sleep lightly. Elizabeta floated into your line of vision and you yawned slightly.
"Hey Elizabeta...what's up?" you asked cautiously, straightening your wrinkled clothes.
"Nothing much! Just came to check on you! Seems as if you've left your door open too," she noted, a finger on her chin.
Shocked at your carelessness, you flushed. "Sorry...must have been a little tired..."
"No worries! Dealing with Queen Safria must be tiring~!" she smiled at you reassuringly.
The back of your throat throbbed. Realizing that you must be thirsty again, you asked embarrassedly, "Hey Liz, do you think we can go get some blood?"
"Sure! I know some ways we can smuggle some blood out of the kitchen! Or..." she shot you a slight wink, "We could hunt."
RussiaXReaderXLithuaniaThis one is for you ~rainbowchick214, I hope you enjoy~More Like This
It had now been three months since Ivan moved you into his place. This wasn't really a problem, since his house is big and quite a few others live in it as well. The baltics for instance. Yeah, to be honest it was the baltics that were the problem.
Well, not Estonia or Latvia really at all. You thought them to be quite sweet. But Lithuania... He was different. Maybe it was because he was the oldest of the baltics, but there was something so strange about him. You couldn't put your finger on it.
He was always the one who served you, did chores for you and all the while when you said he didn't have to do everything for you, he replied by saying he didn't mind doing things for you. To be honest he warmed you from the inside, he was the one your heart fluttered if you saw him. You knew, you just knew you were falling for the gentle Lithuanian.
On the other hand though you had Russia and while you did still have s
Teacher!England x Student!Shy!Reader - Back RowMore Like This
Everyday, Arthur Kirkland would lead his class like any other teacher. He would examine each student to see if they were paying attention. He would look closely at their faces to see if they were really absorbing the lessons he taught. Most of the children that entered and exited his classroom were plain old students. However, there was one particular student that caught his eye.
That student was you.
Everyday, Arthur saw you take a seat at the same desk in the very back corner of the room. You would hide yourself under your [f/c] hood and stare at him as if he were some kind of God. Most of the children who sat in the back were a nuisance, but he always knew you were paying attention.
Everyday, you hastily scribbled down notes about the civil war, the great depression, or whatever other history lessons he decided to give. Everyday, you turned in your homework as soon as you walked in, not idling in the slightest way. Everyday, you never spoke a word, but your eyes told a story - a sto
England x Reader - You Can Get MeArthur Kirkland sat on the couch, his legs crossed, reading the newspaper. He was enjoying the somewhat peace and quiet that was going on in the house. Alfred was sleeping in the arm chair, quietly snoring and probably dreaming about hamburgers. This gave Arthur some time to himself. However, he felt something was missing.More Like This
As much as Arthur loved keeping to himself once in awhile, he always knew that he couldn’t be happy without his one love; [First Name] [Last Name]. He loved everything about her. The wonderful smile she greeted him with every morning, the beautiful look in her [e/c] eyes, the way her [h/c] locks glimmered in the sun, and who could forget the adorable giggle she had? She was Arthur’s everything, and he enjoyed every moment of his day when it was spent with her.
That particular day, Arthur hadn’t been up early enough to wish [Name] good luck on her way to work. He was afraid that it would upset her as much as it upset himself. He felt as if not seeing
Seven Minutes in Heaven (England)You grimace at the hat, not wanting to put your hand in there. Slowly, you reach in and pull out a...More Like This
A Flying Mint Bunny Plush.
You stare at the thing blankly before dropping it back in. "I don't think I want to play." you say, sounding bored.
"Oh, no," Prussia huffed, "you're going in there if you want to or not. Along with England."
You drag your feet as the Prussian leads you to the closet, glancing at France happily pushing England in before you. "Have fun~!" he sings and you sneer at him as the door slowly closes. You cross your arms and face the man that you loved.
"England." you say sharply, causing him to cringe.
"Hello, l-love." he replies.
You glare at him, hoping that he would catch fire, "Don't use that name with me."
"(Y/n), I-" he reaches a hand out but you slap him away.
"And keep you hands away from me!" you shriek, on the verge of tears, "You cheated on me, England. With some band groupie. Some gentleman you are." You feel your knees weaken
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The Ugly Pink Sweater (England X Reader)
A/N: Sooo yeah, this another England x reader one-shot kind of thing... I just can't help myself he's just so fun to write with!! I mean who wouldn't want to write about his emerald green eyes, his brushy eyebrows, his shaggy blond hair... *daydreams*
Eng: Hey!! Are you daydreaming about me again??
Me: *Snaps back to reality* Whaaat!? N-Nooo... *Swats air* I wasn't doing that at aaall...
Eng: *raises an eyebrow while crossing arms* Oh, yeah sure... just get on with this already...
Me: Ooooh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today... *snickers*
Eng: *blushes* Did not!!
Me: Suuuure... *rolls eyes only to giggle*
Eng: *sighs while shaking head* Bloody Americans...
Me: Yup!! That's me!! *jumps in the air only to cause him to shake his head even more with a small smile*
Aaaanyways, lol XD I hope you'll enjoy this little one-shot reader-insert!! I'll just go annoy England a little bit more *waggles eyebrows* Byes!! *runs off onl
EnglandxReader - I Would Like my Clothes BackMore Like This
Classical music filled the quiet living room, annoying you a great deal. Sure classical music was great and all but, it wasn't alternative rock. In fact any sort of rock would be better. Hey you were even all for metal. But no, of course Arthur had to pick a more 'refined' music taste. You needed music to jam to while washing the dishes not something that'd help you fall asleep!
"What's this?" You shouted, walking to the living room where Arthur was kneeling down in front of the stereo, swaying his head to the music.
"Music," Arthur said getting up.
"We're cleaning, not having some romantic date. We need something to jam to, something to get us moving!" You exclaimed. "You have to have something better than this! Didn't you go through some sort of punk stage?"
"Don't mention that," Arthur growled. "I don't want to hear it. That kind of genre shouldn't be considered as music."
This shocked you a lot, since you were a big time music lover. "Hey! Come on, punk isn't that bad!" Arthur woul
Nerd!Student!England x Independent!Student!ReaderMore Like This
You were walking down the halls of (School Name) with two of your best friends, Alfred and Liz. In your school you were on good ground with other people. Well, except with Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio. Otherwise known as the Bad Touch Trio. You thought the were womanizers who were known for having a bad reputation. While discussing (Insert topic here) the bell rang, you waved to your friends a quick goodbye and left for (Class Name).
While opening the door you saw your crush, Arthur Kirkland sitting by your desk. You and him were assigned as partners the first day of school. After getting to know him a little you took a liking to him, and his cute Tsundere personality. Though around him sometimes you were a mess. You took your chair next to him.
"Hi Artie." You said happily.
"Oh hello (Name)." He was busy working on the assignment your teacher gave on the board. Smirking to yourself you started to poke his cheek. He was becoming annoyed, though you wouldn't stop until he looked at you
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"And so, _____-chan will go in the closet with…"
Prussia took the piece of paper from your hands.
Mr. Gentleman was leaning on a white wall. When he heard his name he opened his eyes and looked in Prussia's direction, realizing that you were looking at him.
So he slowly walked in your direction, holding out a hand to you.
"Oh love, I'm really honored to spend seven minutes with you."
You took his hand and stood up.
"I'm too, England."
So, with that you both walked in and were locked in the closet.
"So, love, how are you today?"
Now that he couldn't see your face you exploded in all shades of red.
"I'm ok, and how are you?"
"Better than yesterday. But I hope the tomorrow would get just better."
You nod. Sometimes he could be so philosophic. You were searching for the secret meaning of that, when… Arthur, as he read your mind, told you:
"Do you know what does it mean?"
You drop your head, feeling a little ashamed. He chuckled, maybe notic
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You felt around until you finally pulled out an item.In your hand you held a sunflower broach. It was the same broach that you had given Russia when you two were children. "He still kept it." You whispered as a small smile appeared on your face.
"What'd you say dude!?" America asked, bringing you back to reality. "O-oh nothing." You said realizing that you had been thinking out loud. "Well show me the item that you picked bro!"
"Here you go." You handed him the broach, already knowing that you were going to be paired with Russia. "O-oh...you got him." America said, sounding worried. "Whats wrong?" You asked.
"Well you got Russia..." He whispered to you. "So?" "Bro he's freaking creepy." "No he isn't, I don't see why you guys are afraid of him." "Its your funeral." America shrugged. "Well, who had the sunflower broach dudes?" He was still quiet.
"That would be me,da." You heard a child-like voice say. The rest of the nations must have heard it too, for everyone was silent now. Russia st
Hetalia 7 Minutes of Heaven (Italy)More Like This
You felt around until you finally pulled out an item and showed it to America. "Okay bros! Who put pasta in the hat!?" He asked everyone. The answer was obvious, it was Italy of course, you mean who else would put pasta into a hat?
"Ve~! That was me!" Italy said as he got up. Your heart was pounding, you had to go in the closet with your crush Italy. He was so cute and you had liked him for so you. you didn't know if you could do it. Plus if your in the closet you know that you're going to have to do something.
You flushed a deep red when Italy grabbed your hand and brung you into the closet. America closed the door, making sure to lock so that you wouldn't leave. It was cramped and dark inside the closet, making it hard to see or move. "Even if we were to do anything how would we? This closet is so cramped and dark, its impossible." You thought to youself.
"Bella, we're supposed to do something in here, but what are we supossed to do? I've never played this game so I don't know the ru
Country x Reader - Secret Admirer - ItalyMore Like This
'C'mon! Answer already, please!'
"Feliciano! Thank go- ...Ehhh?" Before you could speak further, you seem to notice that he just was wearing a white shirt that obviously didn't fit him at all. Also, you weren't sure if he was wearing anything underneath that. "I'm not...interrupting anything, am I?" you ask so tensely that you had to refrain yourself from blushing.
"Ehhhh? Oh! Excuse my messy appearance, bella! I was…uh- ju-just taking a siesta, you know, as usual. You know me,” your Italian friend joke around, scrambling the rest of his words out of his mouth. “So, any reason why you have visit me on this day?”
“Well, actually, there are many reasons. First, I think you can…well, let’s say try and help me decipher this letter I’ve gotten recently and second…actually there is no other reason other than that.” You handed him the folded sheet of paper that contain words of admiration
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You open the box, and gasp at what’s inside.
It was an Italy Hetaloid.
Your friends start doing the same thing. two of them were congratulating you, the other one was just giving you a thumbs up. you smile and thank you parents greatly.
“Hey, we should turn it on now, _______!” (Friend #3) said excitedly. But you shake your head.
“i thinks it better if we turn him on after we turn him on after you guys leave....” You said. Your friends gave you a disappointed look but agreed anyways. so you resumed your party as planned and when the party ended, everybody left (including your parents, you live alone)
once everybody left, you rushed to the box with your new hetaloid in it.
you read the instruction manual, and you decided it was the easiest to make pasta and fan the scent to your new hetaloid.
~*baby timeskip by the power of pasta*~
the pasta was ready, luckily you made enough for two. you got a miniature fan placed it behind the plate, Aimed it at the box t
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A Little White Flag!
"Veneziano? You're playing?" you gasp, a little surprised that the man you had a crush on would play such a perverse game.
"Of course, it gives me a chance with a pretty lady like you!" he laughs, grabbing your hand and skipping to the closet. You can't help but giggle a little, his joy contagious.
The door closes, leaving you and Veneziano chuckling against the walls of the small room. "Thank you, Veneziano, but I am only pretty because of all of the work you put into it!" you blush.
"(Y/n), you are beautiful no matter what you wear. Even first thing in the morning before you drink a coffee." your blush darkens, hearing him use such a serious voice.
"Thank you, Veneziano," you murmur, placing a hand on his cheek, "thank you for everything." Very carefully, you move to kiss his forehead, hoping to not touch is cu
Door 6 (Artist!ItalyXReader)More Like This
You stepped through door number six and into a very messy art studio.
You looked around to see where exactly you were when you heard soft snoring from somewhere in the studio.
You traveled through the paint and canvas covered flat looking for the source of the noise, but on the way you surveyed all the beautiful paintings and admired all the wondrous paintings that seemed to line the floors.
You followed the sound to a desk that was covered in paint and artist tools where there you found a very attractive sleeping male with an odd curl sticking out of his head.
Getting closer to the male you dropped down to his level trying to get a better look of his sleeping self, he looked disheveled and uncared for.
As you got even closer to the man his amber eyes shot open to stare into your (e/c) ones, jumping back you yelped a quick ‘sorry’ before turning around and running from him to find a way out of there.
You found glass doors that lead out to a balcony and
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
I love kitties
And pandas Aru-
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I will one day
Become one with you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm the hero
So what it doesn't rhyme
-England-*he has two poems because I love him*
(the first one has two endings. Pick whichever you like)
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Make fun of my brows
I'll cast a spell on you OR I'll send Uni after you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My food tastes fine
So something must be wrong with you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My name is Canada
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Piss me off,
My frying pan'll hit you!
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Marry me brother
I love you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
This is my wife
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Prussia is awesome
But west is not
And neither are you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I love pasta
But not as much
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"Ve~ Doitsu Doitsu!" Italy yelled as he ran towards me, full speed.
"Slow down, Italy! You'll hurt yourself!" I shouted.
"Ve~" he continued running, and what does the Dummkopf do? He trips over his own two feet and falls. Ach gott. Here it comes. Wasserwerk. "Ah! Doitsu~!" Tears coming down his face.
"I told you to slow down." I walk over to him and sit by his side. Ach mein gott he's like a kleinen Jungen. "Where does it hurt." He can barely speak he's crying so hard.
"D-Doitsu~ It hurts!"
"Ja, ich weiss. WHERE does it hurt?" He points to both his knees,his elbow,his wrist und his head. "Italy, how do you manage to hurt yourself so much." I scoop him up and begin carrying him to my house.
Still crying he says "Ve~ I don't know. I just do." I let out a sigh and can't help but laugh. He's still sobbing by the time we get home. I open the door and mein Bruder decided to come for a visit...without asking. again.
"Sup,West? Why is Feli crying?"
I let out an annoyed sigh. "
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"Ve~" Italy smiles and snuggles up against Germany on the red and white checkered picnic blanket they were laying on. "It's so pretty out here!" He said, turning his head so he was looking up at the starry night sky.
"Ja." Germany half smiled.
"Germany! Let's look at the stars and see if we can find those star pictures!"
"Do you mean constellations?"
"Yeah!" Italy smiles and rolls over onto his back.
"Oooh that one looks like spaghetti! and so do those! and those...and those...and those........Germany?"
"Is spaghetti a constellation?"
Germany chuckles. "Nein."
"Ooh... okay!" Italy smiles and continues staring at the stars.
"That one is Orion."
"See those three stars in a row?" He points at them. "Well that's orion's belt."
"And see that over there..that's the big and little dipper."
"Ooooh. Germany is so smart~" Italy snuggles in closer to Germany and kisses him.
"Ti Amo Doitsu~"
"Ja. Ich liebe dich" Germany leans in for another k
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Warnings: angst, slash/yaoi, mild violence, mentioned self-harm, memories of murder
"Bitte!" she begged him. "Er ist nur ein Jungs...! Tötet stattdessen mich! Lasst ihn gehen!"
He said nothing. He looked back at his boss, who was smiling wickedly at him. "Hurry and do it This is what your nation wants what you want."
He turned back to the screaming and squirming young boy in his hand. He was dirty, his face covered in dirt and mud. His ragged clothes were covered in mud and grass stains from the times he had fallen. He was too thin; his arm was easily breakable and his face was starved. The boy kicked at him, desperate to set his arm free and run to the arms of his equally filthy mother. He looked at them. There was nothing wrong with them. They were German citizens; they were just a woman and her child. Why was hunting them down like savages? Even he didn't understand it. However, he was implo
GerIta - Storm"V-ve! Germany~!!!" Italy flinched as another flash of lightning illuminated the room through his curtained window. Another second passed and the deep roll of thunder was heard around the house. Italy whimpered and called out again. Usually by this time he would have sprung out of bed and rushed to Germany's room. Except Germany had asked Italy not to disturb him because he was working and he was too frightened to move.More Like This
Again the clouds roared and grumbled angrily.
Italy squeezed his eyes tightly shut and retreated back under the covers, clamping his hands over his ears. He continued to whimper as the rain beat down on the windows, wind picking up to whistle in through tiny cracks and shake the panes. Tears streamed down the small Italian's face. No-one was here to help him.
Germany looked up from his work, sighing. At last he had finished the last of his paperwork. He had to admit, for once his brother's idea of listening to music had actually helped him work a little. He didn't
An Un-Birthday Kiss - GerItaGermany and Italy arrived back at Italy's house quite late that night, but despite the hour it seemed Italy was still as hyper as ever. Germany sighed, he really was just like a little child. Did his lover ever run out of energy?More Like This
"Italy, calm down please." Germany called out, knowing full well Italy would most likely ignore him and carry on whizzing about.
"Ve~!" Italy turned and hopped back to Germany's side in an instant, clinging to his arm. "Sorry Germany "
Germany coughed and looked down as Italy held his arm quietly as the two stood in the wide hallway, just adjacent to the main living room. The small nation was smiling and leaning his head comfortably against Germany's arm, completely calm. Well, that was a surprise.
"Also, um, I would have preferred if you hadn't embarrassed me like that back there. I'm not really bothered now but "
" ve Sorry Germany. I'm sorry "
Germany widened his eyes as he looked down at the small Italian. He instinctively
GerIta - EinsamkeitGunfire exploding around him, Germany winced as he withdrew from the heat of battle, dragging the smaller trembling nation back with him to safety. Once further back amongst his own soldiers, he turned to shout at Italy, who was still struggling to be free of his harsh grip.More Like This
"What do you think you're doing out there!"
"Uhhh ve, but Germany! I'm just trying to help you because" The rest of his statement was lost as a soldier fell into them, blood pouring out of a fresh gunshot wound in his shoulder. With a quick turn of the head to apologise, the man returned grimly to fight the opposing soldiers. Germany grimaced and pulled Italy to his feet.
He was retreating from this battle in order to get Italy to safety. Besides, there wasn't much more he could do here. These men could fight on their own
- - -
"What are you waiting for? Do it."
Germany snapped up at the sound of his boss's voice, wincing. The commands echoed in his head with every step he took, drilled into him.
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"Where did you even learn to do this, Lovi?" You asked Lovino, who sat behind you, hands holding your hair.
"Bella taught me, I guess. When I lived with Antonio. She wanted me to do hers." His reply came out muffled, due to the hair tie he held between his teeth. "And don't call me that!"
You chuckled, leaning your head closer to your boyfriend.
When you had invited him over earlier, you definitely hadn't expected this to happen. The two of you had been sitting comfortably on your couch, when you had complained about how your hair kept getting in your face. Lovino, being one of the most irritable people you knew, quickly got annoyed with your grumbling and offered to braid it for you.
You now sat with your back to him on the sofa, with his nimble fingers twisting your (h/c) hair into a smooth plait. You smiled at the slight tugs you felt on the sections that the Italian was weaving together, relishing in the feel of his gentleness.
You played with your hands, head lowered and no
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You open the box, and gasp at what’s inside.
It was a Romano Hetaloid.
You were iffy about this one, with his stubborn attitude, fowl language, and other stuff you rather not get into. You brush those thoughts off and thank your parents for the gifts. After the party you walk quietly back to the box that held your hetaloid. You grabbed the instructions to see how to how to wake him up.
You smirked deviously, when you saw a certain way to wake this grumpy Italian up. You knew all too well what the curl could do, but this be satisfying to you, and irritating to the Italian Hetaloid.
So you walk up to where the hetaloid was “sleeping” peacefully in his box. You smirked and gave his curl a “soft” tug.
“CHIGI!!!” he shrieked. He sat up sharply and shot a glare at you. “Ragazza stupida, perché diavolo l'hai fatto?!”
You gave him a blank look before burst out laughing.
“O-Oi, what’s so funny?” he asked ha
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Tomato Key Chain!
"That's Romano's," Prussia said blandly, bored.
"No it's not! It's that tomato bastards!" an anger fill shout filled the room.
You flip the key chain over carefully. "It, uh, it has your flag on it." you murmur quietly.
"Fine, let's go." he huffs, dragging you by your wrist into the closet. To be honest, you were a little scared. He throws you into the room and slams the door shut, locking it from the inside.
"I-I'm pretty s-sure this isn't how the-the game works."
"Be quiet..." he said quietly, hitting his forehead on the door.
"W-what?" you ask, not hearing him.
"I said shut up!" he growls, turning quickly, accidentally hitting you in the process.
You gasp, clutching your cheek where he hit you. As tears fill your eyes, Romano's soft
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((Excuse me while I stare at this Italian hunk of a man))
"Idiota! That is the worst idea ever!" Romano snapped at his brother. Italy flinched and put his hands up in front of him , as if to protect himself from his temperamental brother.
"I'm sorry fratello! I used up a lot of good ideas when helping Big Brothers Antonio and Francis!" the younger Italian whined.
Romano scoffed and turned his head to look out the window. It was a bright sunny day , not a cloud in the sky. A day that would make anyone happy. Except , of course , the highly upset Italian.
'Once again my brother thinks of others before me. There's no way in hell I'm proposing to (Name) like...THAT. It's too damn cliché' Romano continued to fume.
"Fratello. (Name) is a really sweet ragazza. I'm sure she doesn't care how you propose to her." Italy smiled towards his big brother. He didn't mean to give all his ideas to others , it just happened. He didn't even know that his fratello wanted to propose to you.
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Hold it, you were still in the living room. You sat up and looked around. No one but a...
You refrained from laughing.
But a Lovino Vargas, drunk off his ass at least he looked like it. You stood up and made your way over to him. "Hi there, Lovi." You greeted. Lovino let out a grunt and took another swig of his beer.
At least it looked like beer. "Lovi, what are you drinking?" You asked. "Wine." He simply said.
"How many bottles have you had?"
"I'm surprised you're not drunk yet."
"Half-drunk. I can hold my liquor, you know." He said. "Okay..." You rolled your eyes and sat next to him.
"I've got a question, Ragazza." He said, turning to you.
"...Do you like that bastardo, Antonio?" He asked. You blinked. "No...? Why?" You asked.
"Because you always seem to enjoy talking to him rather than me..." He mumbled. "Lovi, me and Antonio are just friends. What made you think I like him?" You asked.
His grip tightened on the bottle and he threw it across the room. "Antonio
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You walked through door number 7 and stepped strait onto a cobblestone road.
You looked around and saw bistros filled with chattering people and Vespa’s whizzing by, from what you could tell by the Italian flags everywhere, you were somewhere in Italy.
You stepped closer to a less crowded restaurant and walked inside to ask where you were when you were taken by the arm.
You turned around to see a heavy set Italian man handing you an apron and a pad for orders, unable to say anything but “W-What”
You were thrown into the empty restaurant toward a table filled with men in suits smoking like chimneys.
You stiffly walked over to the table, not sure what to do and quite frightened by your surroundings.
You got up to the table and all of the men looked up at you, your breath caught in your throat when a distinct pair of olive colored eyes met yours and lightning crackled between the gaze.
“U-Um, what would you like to o-order sirs?” you shakily asked as the man
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...Well, you soaking in the sun, Lovino snoring in the sun.
Sighing, your eyes trailed upwards to meet the branches of an apple tree. Well, more like you and Lovino's apple tree. This was where you and Lovino had met; a dreamy sigh escaped your lips as you dug up the memory.
"Damn tomato! Why are you so high up?!" a small boy snarled as he attempted to reach an apple on the tree despite his height.
You eyed him curiously from afar; you had recently found this place, and from what you knew this boy always came here everyday, 3 o' clock sharp. At 4 o' clock, an older boy would come and tell the little boy to come home, in which he reluctantly followed.
This had been going on for some time now, and today you decided that you'd approach him.
The boy turned as he heard your footsteps, and once you were close enough you stuc
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"GODDAMMIT, DON'T SHOUT IN MY EAR _____!" the fuming Italian shouted as he bolted upright from his siesta. "Ugh, stupid ragazza..."
"Don't use bad language in front of me, Lovi," you said teasingly. "And hey! I am not a stupid... whatever ragazza is!"
"I'll use bad language whenever I want! And stop calling me Lovi!" Lovino growled, and then adding, "And ragazza means girl."
"Fine," you huffed, crossing your arms as you feigned fake anger. As planned, Lovino immediately felt bad and you inwardly chuckled as he struggled with his words.
"Look, I'm sorry for blowing up on you like that and for calling you a stupid girl," Lovino said with a light blush as he averted his eyes. "You aren't angry, are you?"
You chuckled, throwing your arms around him. "Apology accepted, Lovi~! And you're so cute when you blush!"
He groaned," So you were faking... A-And get off o-of me, ragazza! I'm not cute!"
"Hm, let me t
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“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
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“I guess I’ll just… find out if my neighbors are nice.”
Lingering on your porch for just a few more moments, you soon got up with a new sense of determination flowing through your veins. It was a good idea, you figured, to at least pay a visit to your neighbors; after all, maybe they could help get you settled, right?
Wrong, you thought, as you left the porch of your house and walked the short distance to the one right next to yours.
You weren’t even that close to the front door, and already you could hear furious yells of… Italian? Perhaps your neighbor was Italian? All you could really catch was the word ‘bastardo’ repeated over and over, the other words indiscernible in the mess of angry Italian.
If the lovers really were Italian in the heavenly world, you weren’t sure if you wanted to live in thi
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Today was the day. Today was the day that I would make (Name) mine forever.
I had wanted to do this for quite some time now, first I had tried it the way it was supposed to happen. I made her cupcakes, complimented her and dropped subtle hints here and there that I had a huge crush on her. But every time I did that, (Name) would blush and try to change the subject. And of course I was too scared that (Name) didn’t return my feelings to just confess my love to her.
I had to come up with another plan and because I knew that (Name) fully trusted me, it wasn’t too hard. I just had to put a love potion in a cupcake! Grinning, I took a few bottles from my kitchen cabinets and started working.
You walked up to Oliver’s house and smiled to yourself, you were looking forward to spending your afternoon with your longtime crush. Yes, you had secretly fallen in love with the cupcake-loving and sweet Brit Oliver. But confessing wasn’t really a
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An odd sound caught me off guard as I headed down the hallway. I sharply turned my towards the strange noise, my body slowly following afterwards.
Was it... groaning?
It had to be [Name]-chan.
I shook my head abruptly in disgust. No! Surely not! Who would she be with!? She’s been in the house all day, and I doubt she would’ve invited anyone over. She wanted a day in her pyjamas, anyway; she said so herself. So she had to be alone!
Her groans are getting more frequent.
I couldn’t take it any longer! I just had to find out exactly what was going on in there!
I took huge, bold strides and bounds to reach the living room, her moans and groans getting louder, louder, and more intense. Her breaths were becoming weaker and fainter, as if all oxygen was somehow escaping the
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You lifted your head up from the couch. "Feli..?"
You barely heard the dripping of water from a nearby sink.
'Meh. He probably went to go sleep in his room..' You thought, getting up, popping a few muscles here and there. "Oh god." You sighed, rolling your head. Laying on the couch for a long time really had it's negatives.. You slowly and carefully up the stairs, aware that you were still quite weak from laying down for a long ass time. Once you reached Feli's room, you swung open the door. Nothing.
"Hmm.. That's weird.." You mutter.
' Fap Fap Fap '
You immediately shut your eyes and rub the bridge of your nose. "I swear.. if I find him.. 'fapping' I will flip a bitch.." You shuddered awkwardly at the thought. It wasn't even the time to be doing 'that'.. You tip-toed silently towards
Prussia x Reader x England- Perverted Conversation"Arthur,Gilbo! i'm home from school." You yelled loudly, setting down your backpack on the living room floor, and throwing yourself on the couch. You sighed and shoved your head into a pillow comfortably. "Welcome home, love. How was school?" Arthur came downstairs, his arms out widely, hoping to get a hug from you. "Meh-ish." You groaned and leaned in slightly as you lay down, you hugged him and let him sit down, removing your feet that were in the way.More Like This
"Where's Gilbo?" You raised an eyebrow and began to yawn and shiver. "I believe he's in his room." Arthur shrugged and looked over at you. "Are you cold?"
Arthur stood up, he went upstairs to retrieve a blanket for you, as you began to unwind and remember when you first moved in with the boys. They were really close friends and all, it was fun living with both the boys that were complete opposites. "Here you go, love. I hope that's warm enough for you, since it's mine." Arthur had a slight smirk on the edge of his lips. "
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England...?, you spoke his name like a question and raised confused an eyebrow.
What dafuq are you doing in my kitchen? You were about to give him a cool gesture and a 'Get the fuck out'.
Oh, love! While you were taking a nap I decided to surprise you with some yummy scones! How did you slept by the way?
Not this again. The last time you had the talk with him about his cooking it ended up with him sulking in a corner and then getting drunk in the nearest pub, while you were hitting the wall with you head over and over again, before you took a break from it and decided to hit the table instead.
Arthur... Didn't we have talked already about the whole cooking and baking thing not a while ago?, you asked as you stood uneasily in the door frame and watched your friend how he mixed the ingredients together. And I slept well, thank you for your concern..., you murmured with a faint smile.
Of course we did
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"(Y/N) please LEAVE! I have to clean up this whole mess and re-bake everything! This is all your fault!" Gumball yelled, he was facing away from you, but you could feel the anger coming off him in waves, his hands where clenched to his sides and he shook.
He was beyond angry, something that was quite unusual, yet you didn't blame him for being angry.
You ruined the cake he worked so hard on for the Candy Ball, not only that you all but destroyed the kitchen. The ginger bread doors where split clean in half, there was cake everywhere, it was on both of your clothes, on the walls, cupboards, windows, floor the ceiling.
How you managed to do all this you don't even know, and you are sure as hell Gumball didn't know ether.
You shakily brought yourself to your feet, bits of cake and candy fell from your clothes and hair. You refused to look at him, as you felt sick to your stomach.
All you wanted to do was run away- because y
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She looked at him with hurt eyes, "But I thought you liked me..."
"I-I do!" He stuttered, "I just have a lot of ex--" Apparently she didn't care about that, she just firmly planted her lips against his once more and the twisted feeling returned. Mentally, Gumball sighed. Maybe his love was misdirected?
"Hey Cake, what should we do today?" Fionna asked her feline friend as she jumped from rock to rock.
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You have lived with the Nordics for a few years now. You have grown into a strong country and a beautiful young adult. You were happy with your family and who you became. You have taken responsibility of who you were and of your country. You attended the meetings to represent yourself and to put in your own word. You really grew up. Even so you were still (as Denmark would call you) the runt of the Nordics. You might have grown but you were still the little sister. Everyone enjoyed your smile as you walked passed them and you never seemed to make any enemies.
You held your suitcase as you walked up the stairs to your hotel room where you and the other countries were staying for the world meeting. You got to your door as you found a piece of folded paper taped to it. You took it as you unlocked your room and walked in setting your stuff down You opened the letter as you read.
“My dearest Greenland,
I have admired you as long as I can remember and I can’t take it any lo
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You were on roll! Charming ladies, your favorite pastime! ......does that sound gay?
"Heh~heh, so mademoiselles, you like what you see? Or maybe what I can do~?" "Eeee♥! Yuu, you're such a bad-boy!!♥♥" You looked a little pimpish actually, with your arms around the girl's, flirting up a storm. Kyoya stood stone-faced. Suddenly, he grabbed your arm roughly, pulling you towards him. "Huh-" "My Take-chan, you seem to be forgetting all about me.", he said gruffly. You said nothing, taken aback with surprise. "Oooh, Kyoya-sama's jealous♥!" The girl's watched with glee, as Kyoya looked at you in irritation. He lowered his face, pressing his lips close to your ear. "Takehara-san, you really are too....."
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You were currently in the club room, getting a feel of the place before you could start working. "Hey, hentai cross-dresser, are you almost finished?", Tamaki whined, twirling a strawberry pocky in his mouth. You bit down on the other end, eating half of it in one bite. Tamaki blushed, & skirted backwards full-speed. Kyoya placed a hand on your shoulder, "Yuu, before you begin, you'll have to meet the other four hosts, understood?" You grinned, "Sure, fair enough....Kyo-chan♥." You quickly kissed his cheek, & ran off to the other side of the room. Kyoya held his face gently. "Is she playing me, or.....? Hmph, this might just be another interesting year yet."
You were lounging on a couch, when you heard two voices speak simultaneously. "Yo, can we help you?" You looked up to see two cute twins, with their
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smiled, hoping she would wake up soon. He wanted to know her name and why she
was in his barn. The fire was still going, he had gotten up a few times to
throw more wood on throughout the night. He lay her on the rug and got up to
add a few more logs to the fire, once the wood had caught, he threw on his
sweater and headed for the kitchen. Hopefully she would wake soon, and if she
did, she was going to be hungry. He had no idea when the last time she had
eaten was so he decided the best thing to make her was some porridge, it would
be gentle on her stomach and nourish her body.
He was spooning some porridge into a bowl when he heard a crash. He ran to the
living room and saw the girl laying there, the blanket wrapped around her. It
looked like she had tripped over it.
"Stupid legs." She said as she tried to stand back up. He smiled and walked
over to her.
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Ivan sat in front of the fire in his favorite chair reading. He looked up at
the clock and realized what time it was. It was late, he got up and stretched
then set his book down on the table. He walked over to the window and looked
outside, the snow had slowed some but the wind was blowing even harder. Off in
the distance he saw the door to his barn flapping wildly in the wind.
"I could have sworn I locked that up tight." He said as he headed to the front
door so he could secure the door again. He put on his hat, boots and
jacket,grabbed his flashlight and hurried to the barn. As he got to the door,
he heard the animals inside making a commotion, that usually meant one thing,
something had gotten in. He entered carefully, listening for any growls or
snarling that may come from a hungry predator, but he heard none of that. He
walked in and looked around, shi
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"Awww come on, _____." a voice said, startling you. You turned around to see your friend and love interest (who said that?!) Jack... You know, you never could remember his last name. Did he even tell you? You felt kind of stupid, thinking about it...
"Hello? ______? Are you still there?"
You shook your head. "Y-yeah." you said, looking him all over. You noticed once again he wasn't wearing shoes.
"Honestly, Jack. One of these days you're gonna get nasty frostbite."
He chuckled. "Somehow, I seriously doubt that."
You only rolled your eyes, trying to ignore that gorgeous smile you swore you were immune to before getting back to work.
"Hey, you don't really mean that, do you?"
"Hm? Mean what, Jack?"
"What you said about the snow."
"Well... Yeah. To be honest, winter's my least favorite seas
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The two butlers who kept their positions at the main entryway repeated themselves over and over again to each arriving noble. You easily recognized most of them to be business associates of your father, and it seems that many had brought their sons in hopes of linking the two families and shall we say... Earning a bit more inheritance. One thing was for certain: the female heir to (l/n) lineage was not pleased with their presence.
But naturally you acted as was fitting of your position, smiling and curtseying to your father's guests only to look away in disgust seconds later. You were forced to endure this monotonous cycle for a good long while until all but a few stragglers have arrived. You braced yourself for these last few, but was interrupted by your father as he brought over someone to introduce to you. You expected to see an older male, possible someone through business; which is why
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"Come now, Mistress (f/n). A lady does not grumble."
You rolled your eyes. While maids and butlers dithered about you uselessly, all you wanted to do was to flee back to your garden and hide there for the rest of this miserable event. Your father decided that it was high time you, his only daughter, be betrothed to a man of good stature. He had organized this event so that the many selfish suitors could shower you and your father with false compliments and promises in order to win your favor and share the profit of your family's successful wine manufacturing business. Well, if your father planned on forcing you to attend, you planned on making it difficult for everyone.
You never really liked the idea of a "perfect lady," with her hair strapped to her head and her mouth closed off to the world. However, your father insisted that any female descendent of the household was required to act in such a manner. Fortunately for you, he only enforced or required such behavior
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“Hurry up! We’re going to be late for the plane!” your friend cried. You picked up your stuff and headed over to her. “Alright! I’m coming!” you cried as you got in. You set your bags where that lady at the counter told you to as you took a seat next to (Friend Name).
“Oh my gosh! I can’t believe we’re going to England! Just the two of us!!!” she cried, happily. You smiled. “What should we do when we get there? It’s like an 8 hour flight ‘till we land or so.” you replied. So long but so worth it.
“Ummm.... let’s visit Big Ben!” she responded. You nodded. “Yeah and then we could take pictures and eat somewhere!” you cheered.
“Yeah that sounds so cool!” she cried.
"Oh thank god I can't believe we made it!" (Friend Name) cried. You smiled. England sure was nice, all the sights to see around here! "Man this place is h
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"I wish goblins would come and take you away! Right now!" You heard the loud screech of the older daughter you nannied and ran up to the room she shared with her infant sister.
You grabbed her by the wrist as she stormed out of the room. The storm outside caused the lights to flicker. "Jenna!" you scolded the five-year-old, "You don't really mean that."
Her lip pushed out indignantly and her little fists clenched. "Oh but I do!" she huffed, "I do, I do, I do!" Her small foot pounded harder on the ground with each word.
Lowering yourself to her level, you talked quietly to her. "Jenna, the worst lies we can tell we tell to ourselves. Not only does it hurt others, but it hurts you." The toddler seemed genuinely sorry. "Now," a soft smile touched your face, "let's go apologize to your sister." Nodding, the little girl headed in just as soon as the lights flickered out completely. She held back a scream at your request.
Trying not to panic y
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 4Peter moved the bear skin curtain aside and held it, motioning for you to go in. You obliged and took a tentative step inside. His room, like the rest of the tree house, was round. The room was modest sized, just big enough to fit the bed the Twins had recently moved in with a long mahogany colored hammock hanging above it that must have been where Peter usually slept, a worn wooden dresser, a small fire pit, and most eye catching of all a tall throne attached to the wall and carved from the very roots of the tree itself. The floor below was tidy and spotted here and there with fur skinned rugs. More of the Indian décor seeped in here as well. On the far wall was a tribal styled pendulum clock and to the left there was a large dark wooden bow mounted on the wall with a sheaf full of turkey feathered arrows propped underneath it. There wasn’t as much light here as in the rest of the place. The dim setting made being in Peter’s room feel intimate. As you walked furtherMore Like This
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 3"Tiger Lily," Peter said into the air softly. "Peter, I need to speak to you. It is urgent," said the Indian woman and her voice was rich and sultry. Jealousy reared its ugly head inside of you as you slowly took in the girl in front of you. She was tall for a woman with long legs that seemed to go on for miles. She had on a soft beige doe skin dress that wrapped around her chest and hips snuggly and ended mid-thigh with fringe tassels. She had an athletic grace about her with finely toned arms and not an inch of fat about her. Her skin was bronze as if it were kissed by the sun and smooth without the slightest blemish. She had shining jet black hair that she wore in two low thick braids that hung gently over her shoulders and stopped just past her breasts. But what was most striking about this woman was her face. It was all broad sharp angles and looked like a piece of art. Her jaw was strong and pointed which gave shape to impossibly high cheekbones; the kind of cheekbones celebritieMore Like This
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You were almost jumping up and down with excitement as you rushed to answer the door.
“Woah, there.” Kaoru said with a slightly shocked expression. You had flung the door open so quickly that he had to sidestep out of the way and jump backwards to avoid being smacked in the face by your front door.
“Sorry, I guess I'm guess I'm just really excited.” You apologized sheepishly, slightly embarrassed to have came withing centimeter