England x Chubby!Reader: Starving isn't A Diet
You approached the Kirkland manor as dusk was about to hit. You press the doorbell and quickly draw your hand back into your coat pocket. 'Of all days, Iggy just had to drag me out of my apartment into the cold for a movie night.' You thought grimly.
You go to press the doorbell again. "For a gentleman, he sure is keeping his company waiting." you shivered out from the cold.
A click from the door made your ears perk up in excitement. All you wanted was warmth right now. Arthur opened the door just enough for you to mindlessly tackle yourself in. The British man surprisingly dodged you barging in. "Oi you twat! You almost knocked me over!" Arthur hissed out in brief annoyance. You sigh give a short puppy eyed glance "It was cold, I was helpless. I needed warmth.." You pouted.
A small blush brushed against his cheek at your attempt of innocence.
He turned to the door hiding a small smile. "Er whatever love.." He trailed off closing the door.
"So! What movie did you want to see so badly t
EnglandXReader - Valentines DayToday was a special day.More Like This
It was Valentines day, Where all the couples buy gifts to their loved one and be all lovey-dovey to one another like as if there is no tomorrow.
But there was one person who hated it, It was you.
"How come they all get to be with the person they love while I don't?" You said to yourself, Crossing your arms and pouting while sitting at a bench in a nearby park.
You were only here because the person that you like very much is also here. That blonde of a bastard wouldn't notice you no matter what you do! He was just sitting there (You were of course sitting far away from him.) reading a book
looking deadlishly handsome.
You sighed in disappointment and looked at him once more from afar. You imagined that a random cupid is flying around and shoot a dang arrow at him and make him fall in lo-
"OW!" He suddenly screamed in pain and held his back as if someone SERIOUSLY stabbed him with an arrow.
You widen your eyes in reali
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You thrust your hand into the hat and felt around, grabbing something at random and pulling it out. You found that you held a small British flag, slowly twirling it around in between your fingers curiously. You were pretty sure you knew whose it was.
“Hey, _____ got Arthur!” Alfred announced loudly, spotting the flag in your hand. You just shook your head and made your way to your friend’s messy closet before he threw you in there. ‘Such a strange place to lock people inside of…Especially for a game like this’ you thought, leaning against the wall. A few moments later the bushy browed brit poked his head out from the kitchen doorway, glaring at the noisy American as he walked towards him “I never put anything in there! What’s the meaning of this- hey! Let go of me you wanker!” he shouted, struggling to get away as Alfred dragged him towards the closet. “Sorry dude! Can’t keep the lady waiting” he replied c
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'Meet me after school. Backstage. -Secret Admirer'
That was all the note said.
Now, when I had dreamed of getting a letter on Valentine's day, I had imagined it to be filled with kind words and beautiful expressions.
Not vague instructions.
I sighed and shoved the note in my bag then grabbed my books and shut my locker. Well, at least I had the whole day to figure out who had sent it. The thing was, I already had a few ideas.
FIRST PERIOD: ALGEBRA
I rushed in just as the bell rang and scooted into my seat next to one of my suspects, Alfred F. Jones. I know he had a thing for me at one point, but I really doubted that he was the sender. It would have been bigger and more outgoing if it was from him.
"Good Morning Al."
"Mornin' to you too, babe." I sighed and took out the homework
EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.Friendship and love should be terms away from each other, like, if you actually are best friends with someone then you can't love them romantically and if you are in a relationship with someone you can't love them in a friendly way. Is that so? That's not possible, I believe. Since Arthur and _____ were both at the same time. Sure, Arthur only acted as a friend when they were under the eyes of the French and American guys who hanged out with both of them -though, mostly Arthur-. But still, when they were only the two of them, oh dear~ He showed all his affection, even though we indeed, got a little bit shy at times but that didn't lasted long enough to make it awkward or weird.More Like This
But for the last few days, there's been something... Something unsettling _____. Something making her.. Act different. Even though she denied it, she was always looking at the girls that even dared to steal a glance at Arthur with a sad look. She always thought about how pretty the other girls were and how skinn
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"Thanks for inviting me Iggybrows." You said as you walked inside of your best friend England's house. He had called you earlier to invite you for tea and scones.
God you hoped that he hadn't made those scones,last time you tried his cooking you had to get your stomach pumped. England was your best friend but you had to admit that he was a horrible cook, not that you would ever tell him that of course. You would be the last person on Earth to hurt his feelings.
"You're quite welcome." England said as he closed the door behind you. You heard a high pitched screeching noise, you assumed that it was the kettle. "Oh that's the kettle, I will be back in a moment love. Just sit on the couch until I come back." He said, hurrying into the kitchen.
You did as he said and sat down, waiting for him to return. Soon enough he did. "Come with me to the table love, we can drink our tea there." He said as he held out his hand for you to take. "O-okay." You blushed as you grabbed his hand. When you two
Cat!England x reader - which one?"So, _____-san, which one do you want to keep?" Kiku asked me as I petted the cats.More Like This
"I'm going to keep Iggycat" I said. It's been hard decision but... what else I would do. Americat looked at me with his bright, blue eyes and started to panic. He was running around the room and meowing all the time.
"Now, now, be a good cat and go with me" Kiku grabbed the larger cat and walked out. Iggycat meowed at me and licked my cheek. I petted him as he purred.
"So... you're happy about that you're staying?" I smiled and he meowed louder. I took him onto my arms and looked at him. Somehow he looked really familiar.
"You are just like my friend, Iggy..." I smiled sadly. "His name is Arthur, he's so nice to me, you know?"
The cat turned his head to the side and I giggled.
"Yes, just like you" I rubbed his ear "he has green eyes, like you. Also, he has those crazy, thick eyebrows... and it looks like you have pair of them too"
He purred and rubbed his head on my neck. It's like he understood me.
Pick Up Lines: Drunk!EnglandXReaderAh, Sunday. In your opinion, it was the best day of the week.More Like This
No meetings, no childish fights with your Allies, no earth shattering migranes. Just silence, the morning newspaper, and a bowl of lucky charms.
Smiling, you took a sip of coffee. Oh yes, Sundays truely were the best day of the week. Nothing but golden silence echoed through the kitchen, and that was just how you liked it. That silence was soon broken, however, when your front door was violently thrown open and England stumbled into the kitchen.
You set down the newspaper and examined the Brit; judging by his flushed face and the way he kept swaying back and forth, you came to the conclusion that he was drunk on his ass. Why anyone would want to drink this early in the morning, you didn't really know; I mean, beer didn't exactly pair well with cereal.
Not that you really cared, of course.
"England, go home, you're drunk." You stated cooly, turning back to your cereal.
He ignored you and stumbled over to your chair, resting a
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Why Arthur had even accepted the invitation to Alfred’s party was beyond him.
The music was deafeningly loud, his head pounded like it was being hit repeatedly by a sledgehammer, and currently he was being crushed between two fairly burly men as he tried to make his way off the dance floor.
He squirmed between them, trying to push them off, only to have them bump back with the beat of the offensively explicit music.
Instantly, he lost his footing and tumbled forward, hitting the floor roughly. He scrambled to get back up, dashing for an escape from the madness.
He wanted to leave. Now. And nothing was going to stop him. . .
Except knocking into someone considerably forcefully.
He was so focused on getting out that he wasn’t really paying attention, and when he turned the corner you collided, spilling soda everywhere and bumping heads violently.
Arthur palmed his forehead in pain, looking down at his clothes. His once white button-up shirt now
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That time of the year where the Pumpkins got carved, haunted houses were in full swing and of course kids getting a crap ton of candy! Of course, you were too old to Trick-or-Treat.
Instead, you and your friends started a new tradition of sorts a few years back when you all hit that age of not getting precious candy anymore, you guys would stay the night in the notorious mansion that was supposedly haunted in your town.
It was defiantly creepy as Hell with the cliché spider webs everywhere you looked, the old creaky doors and floorboards and the old Victorian furniture still intact just sitting in the old abandoned house collecting dust.
There was something else about that old abandoned house that drew you guys in and scared you all at the same time. You just couldn't put your finger on it; it's as if someone or something watched you while you were there. You weren't safe from the prying eyes either; even in sleep you could still feel them on you.
That type of vibe is
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Completely and hopelessly lost…
That’s what you were right now, actually for the past few hours. You gave a heavy sigh and continued to roam the now darkening woods.
Oh no, you weren’t alone when you started this hike. You were actually with your High School at the start of it. Yup, they thought it would be a nice present for you seniors; a nice hike in the woods.
What the fuck were they thinking?
I mean really, hours hiking up hills and through caves as a reward, hell if you wanted to get sweaty and nasty you would’ve participated in Gym class for God’s sake.
You rolled your (eye color) orbs and continued your trek through the now creepy ass woods.
You had to find your way out soon, it’s not like any of your classmates would actually say you were missing, hell they probably didn’t even know who you were.
You were the chubby girl nobody wanted to talk to in High school which you were fine with, you were more of a loner anyway, but in this type
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England X Chubby Reader
I had a request for this and another person asked for Iggy so this will have two parts(or more) so tell me what you want for the next parts !
“A-Arthur Kirkland ….…”
Arthur Kirkland, the English gentleman liked you? Why ? You were just a chubby girl who was into anime, music, world history, cooking, and most of all a huge tea lover (no one really knows that). Some no many would freak out on you if this was true, like the most ‘beautiful’ girl in school. She’d make your life worst then it is now. You would say bloody hell is a paradise after she’s through with you.
“Really ______! He likes you! He says you’re perfect and talks to you all the time in gym with my burther.” Lili said smiling she was so cute she was one weakness to you.
“But….We aren’t really close we talk in some of our classes but that’s it ...I mean I would love to get to know him a bit
!Chubby readerxEngland - Cookie Dough"Arthur, I don't want it!" You shouted this to your English boyfriend who was trying to get you to lick the spoon seeing as he was making some holiday cookies.More Like This
"But love, you always want to lick the spoon." Arthur looked at you with a puzzling look trying to figure out what was wrong with you. You two have been going out going on for three years and he could always tell if something was bothering you and something was defiantly bothering you.
"Well, I just don't want to anymore, it's childish." You said with a slight huff as your inner self was beating you up. In reality you really did want to lick the spoon, it was something you've always did. If you baked he licked the spoon and vice versa it was just a silly thing you two did.
There was a nagging in your mind especially after what happened yesterday. You saw Arthur hug one of his old friends and you got extremely worried.
Worried because of the thought of Arthur leaving you.
To some it may sound extreme to think of something
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We all have things about ourselves we’d like to change. For instance you knew that your boyfriend would love to have thinner eyebrows. Due to the nonstop teasing from a certain Frenchman, Arthur was insecure about his eyebrows.
And due to the teasing and ridicule of your female peers you were insecure about your weight.
That was how you ended up on the sofa eating ice cream crying into a pillow.
And that’s where your boyfriend found you.
“Go away!” you moaned stuffing your mouth with (favorite flavor) ice cream. “I’m feeling miserable.”
Arthur sat next to you and put his hand on your back, “And why is that love?”
You looked up at him, “I’m fat!”
He sat there stunned, “W-what?”
“A bunch of girls came up to me today and told me I’m fat!”
Arthur rubbed your back soothingly, “You’re not fat. I promise.”
You let out another wail and stuffed your m
England x Chubby!Reader - Just the right size. Insecurities are what we all have and today, anyone can blow up someone's heart and confidence with just a mere phrase. We don't have perfect bodies at all and even when someone is truly beautiful, that person will have to pass through A LOT to consider themselves pretty. So, self-confidence is, nowadays, hanging on a cord.More Like This
That's what made this episode to happen. A few girls in school where feeling all up and mighty and started to point out everybody's imperfections but their owns, of course. That's when, sadly, you got blown up. Walking calmly inside the building just getting ready for your next period which consisted of literature, you bumped into those mean girls. "Fat!" they called you and laughed. Even though you were really attractive to a few boys of the school's population and you had a boyfriend, your self-stem and confidence were down below, deep down towards the depths of the centre of the universe.
For a week, you didn't ate and that made your boyfriend
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You began looking at your British boyfriend Arthur Kirkland, who slept beside you. You sigh shifting out of your bed and headed toward the bathroom. You stare at the mirror pinching your chubby belly. Turning and posing, trying to find anything good about your body. Sadly you still found you body absolutely disgusting. How you ever got a boyfriend. You'll never know.
'It won't take Arthur before long to leave me...' you thought sadly.
You always over heard Arthur lecturing Alfred, His little brother on his weight. It was a matter of time before he would soon realize he was a dating a pig as well. You have always been on the bigger side. Always trying to diet, exercise and nothing seem to slim down.
You try keeping a smile, only to show in front of your peers that you were as happy as happy can be. When you fully knew you were not happy. You loved Arthur and would do anything in the world for him.
"___________?" A sleepy Arthur from the bedroom asked.
You took one more glance at the mir
Russia X Reader - Sun for My SunflowerYou slept, or rather, lay awake, next to Russia, tucked under the covers, still shivering, as you were still unaccustomed to the cruel, Russian winters. Ivan, unconsciously sensing your discomfort, wrapped a muscular arm around your waist, and murmured your name in his sleep. You tried to relax under his arm, but evidently, it didn’t work, as Ivan woke.More Like This
Blearily, he asked you, “Sunflower, is there something the matter?” Turning onto your side to face him, not wishing to disturb his rest overmuch, you quickly replied, “No, no... I’m fine, Ivan, really.”
You knew that Ivan was discomforted by your own discomfort, and went out of his way to help you. Ivan was very endearing, but you felt he expended too much of his time on you. You felt he should concentrate on his duties as a country, more than just taking care of you. You didn’t want to be a hindrance to him. Of course, you’d never tell him that, or he’d work himself to exhaustion to
Punk!England X Reader: Christmas PresentThe window glass was fogged, a thin layer of frost crowded in the corners of the window pane as it overlooked the small blurs of London at night.More Like This
Well, morning, rather, seeing it was about a quarter till one in the morning and _(Name)_ could not seem to find any sleep in the dark, slow night. She sighed where she sat, her elbow propped up on the window sill while she sat on top of her comfortable, but lonely, mattress.
He said he would be back soon.
London was rather cold in the wintertime, especially during the night it seemed, as _(Name)_ found herself curled up, socks adorning her feet, and an over sized sweater hanging over her figure as she brought her knees up to her chest, relaxing as she watched the outside city beyond her bedroom and apartment walls.
Many nights, like tonight, _(Name)_ found herself unable to sleep and ended up wide awake at nights, watching the world go by without her.
She was sometimes too engrossed with the thought of where he might be sometimes, whe
England x Reader: A Christmas Eve Kiss~It was Christmas eve and snowflakes fell softly, drifting down from the black, winter night sky. The street light illuminating each individual flake, also causing the thick blankets of snow, still untouched, unmarked, to glimmer ever so slightly. Laying in your cozy bed, you watched this for a while peacefully till suddenly your cellphone vibrated from the desk beside you. You reached out an arm tiredly, snatching it in one fluid movement and, ignoring the contact name, opened your new message.More Like This
You giggled to yourself, rolling your eyes and immediately replying.
Well no dip. What can I say? That's what you get for asking Alfred to fix your furnace!
Your reply came quickly.
Ugh that git! Don't even know what I was thinking when I asked him! That's what I get for trying to save money...
Sighing, you rolled onto your other side. As the guilt began to settle in, you typed up a short message and stared at it nervously. Before you
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This Fic Is The Fab Sequel of: http://shybagels.deviantart.com/art/I-m-Not-The-Only-One-Cheater-France-xMale-Reader-513411067
Link to song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w7LbW9sXQ5s
You wanna play, you wanna stay, you wanna have it all
You started messing with my head until I hit a wall
Maybe I should've known, maybe I should've known
That you would walk, you would walk out the door, hey!
Said we were done, then met someone and rubbed it in my face
Cut to the part, she broke your heart, and then she ran away
I guess you should've known, I guess you should've known
That I would talk, I would talk
It had been two years since (Male!Name) had left Francis,during that time he was able to reinvent himself and to be honest he couldn’t be happier. A new city, a new job and a new him. What more could the (hair colour)ed man want? But even after everything that had happened, he would find that his mind woul
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2p!England - Oliver Kirkland
Without thinking, she merely rolled over again and cuddled up against Alfred's pillow. Under no circumstances would she freak out, she had known this was eventually going to happen. ___ pulled his arm tighter around her, and he let out a small sigh. The man she laid with - the Second Player of Arthur, Oliver - let out a yawn. For a second, she believed that he was going to push her away much like the First Player would. That theory was disproved the moment Oliver buried his face into her neck.
"You smell so sweet, poppet," Oliver whispered, "But...you smell like alcohol too...hmm...that won't do at all."
___ grumbled, "Shush, I have a headache," she replied bluntly, "Right now, I just want to sleep. If you want me to shower, you're going to have to wait, Ollie."
He huffed and decided to stand up. _
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When I walked in the smell of cupcakes and a hint of flour.In the chair sat a man who had a strange smile directed at Mrs. Trunchabull, she looked nervous. The man had strawberry hair and blue-pink eyes, he turned towards me and smiled.
"Hello you must be (y/n), right?" He asked getting out of the chair. I nodded, he walked towards me, then stopped when he reached me and looked down at me. I looked up at him, shyly wondering if he was going to be mean to me like the kids here. He gently smiled at me, he pulled me close to him. "Can I call you cupcake, cause you're so sweet" he says poking my cheek,I giggle and blush into his shirt. He picks me, rather gently and turns to Mrs. Trunchabull glaring. "Anything I need to do" he asked in a sickly, sweet voice.
"n-no-o" she says stuttering, Papa turns around with me in his arms, and walked out of the room. (mean girl's name) stared in wonder as I p
England X Reader - [ANGST]"Mommy!" Alfred called as he comes at you trying to get you to pick him up, you smiled at your energetic son and scooped him up with one hand while the other is holding Matthew's small hand. The three of you were walking around on the backyard of your house, Arthur and yours.More Like This
"Let's go sit over there..!" Matthew pulled your hand and pointed at the tree, you nod at him and smiled as you let him pull you and sat together in the shade.
"Where's your father? Shouldn't he be joining as well?" You look at your kids wondering where your husband, Arthur was, They boy exchanged stares and shrugged.
"He said he's too busy and he won't even join us..!" Alfred puffed his cheeks in a childish way, It made you giggle at his expression, petting his golden locks. You kissed Alfred and Matthew in their foreheads and smiled them affectionately.
"Remember, Mommy loves the both of you no matter what, Okay?" You whispered to them, Alfred and Matthew grinned widely and hugged you.
"We love you too!" They bo
EnglandxChild!Reader: Foster Driving up to the Kirkland manor to meet your new foster family, you didn't expect anything to be different from the usual home. Odds are, you'd be out than less than a week, trying to shield yourself from the cruel world once more.More Like This
You were only 5 but you had a pretty brief experience regarding a terrible world. Your parents abused you, saying you were a piece of garbage that neither even wanted.
When you were four, you were watching TV as your parents slept, unconscious from alcohol. There you saw a commercial which explained about the Child Protective Services. They explained that they help find children like you a home.
Quickly, you called them before the commercial could shut off and you wouldn't be able to match the numbers from the screen to the telephone. The second you heard someone, you began bawling and cried out for help against your parents.
By the time they had awoken, you were being taken away from your family, walking out with the nice lady
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"[Name]~! It's time to wake up~!"
You sighed inwardly. Another day of school, in other words: Another day of bullying.
That's right, your younger step-brother, Alfred, was here.
Pushing him off, you jumped out of bed and shoved him out of your room, slamming the door shut.
"What did I tell you about coming into my room?!"
You could hear him sigh and thump his head on your door repeatedly. "I went in to wake your slow booty up, so you should be thanking me instead of oh so rudely kicking me out."
Beginning to get dressed, you replied to him in a teasing tone. "Now why would I thank you?"
Alfred groaned, now pounding his fists on your door. "You'd thank me because one: I'm saving our unlucky butts from being late, and two: I'm the Hero!"
Now you were putting on your shoes, having brushed your hair already. "Al, can you get my backpack ready? I left it in t
Cheater!England x Reader - Accepting His DecisionThe house was empty of your belongings now. It was almost as if the only person who lived in it was him.More Like This
Arthur Kirkland: Childhood friend and lover. Soon to be ex-lover.
No. You still loved him. It was he who had stopped loving you. But in the end, you forgave him, although he wasn't aware of it.
He thought you didn't know of his little affair. She was a lovely woman: Shoulder-length golden hair, beautiful cerulean eyes, smooth, spotless skin. An amazing personality, and a perfectly curved figure.
Amelia F. Jones.
She was your husband's co-worker at first. They'd seemed like the best of friends those two. And, truthfully, they'd gotten along more than you and Arthur had after the marriage. Oddly enough though, pictures of himself and Amelia had begun to pop up randomly around the house.
At the park, at the fair, at a restaurant—it'd seemed normal at first. Two friends hanging out, taking pictures as memories.
One day though, Arthur had gone out and forgotten his
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Riddance of Wild Humans Thanks to One Man (Source- 'News Today' Article by Noelle Van Burgh)
It is reported today that a recent infestation of disease-ridden humans has been successfully captured by none other than the locally famous Oliver Kirkland. When asked how he possibly did it alone, he answered, 'It's simple once you figure them out. Then again, they seem to all have different thought processes. Sometimes they'll all split up, sometimes they'll all group together. This time they all split up. I was able to capture them all without much effort." He also wanted to say that if anyone notices suspicious activity to contact the Human Control Center immediately. The earlier, the better, they say.
You blinked awake and sat up, stretching. You must have fallen asleep. You rubbed you eyes and looked outside, noticing that it was late afternoon, about 3 o' clock. There was a small tray on your nightstand, a cup of (hot beverag
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In Another World...Humans Are Not The Worlds Strongest Predator...
"Oh, you're awake...good..." You heard a weak unfamiliar voice say from your right. You turned to see an older, gray haired man with a shabby white coat on. He looked extremely worried as he looked at you. You sat up slowly, realizing you were lying in an uncomfortable cot. "What happened...? Where am I...?" You asked, your (hair color) locks falling in front of your face. The man stood up, "We found you...unconscious...in the woods...You were close to...to...their...town...We thought...they'd killed you or left you to die..."
"Huh? Who's they?" You asked, positive this man was crazy.
"The...the...Nekos..." He choked out, flinching. You raised an eyebrow, "Nekos? Like...those cat-like people with ears and tails?" The
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You brushed out your barely damp hair. (Last night you took a shower, like every night you did.) You decided to put it up in a high ponytail. Usually your hair would be worn down but, today was Romano and you actually wanted to look pretty for him. You blushed as you looked into the mirror. Oh lord...did you just think that?
As you got dressed for the day (as much as you hated it you wore skinny jeans every day since they made you -and you ass- look good), you thought about what Romano had in store for today. It really could've been anything. Ranging from staying at home to going out the possibilities were endless for Romano.
You tied your left shoe then got up. You started to walk to the door but, you went back to your bed and sat down. Did you want to get violated again? Depending on who it was...it would mostly be no for everyone. There was only about two men who you would allow to touch you (in a perverted way), Prussia, America, and Romano. When it came to a hug or something then
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Ah this all started when you were in grade school you weren't always the skinny type you were just plump. People picked on you, called you names.
Even when the years went by they did this to you cause you weren't skinny, no you were beautiful so fuck em. But none the less...It still hurts when more then one is picking on you and you can't defend yourself.
Around high school you met Alfred F Jones or rather he be called the HERO! But even he can't save you from this depression that has finally sunk deep into you mind and body.
And then there was the step father, at first he was all cool and what not you got along but once he moved in all together that's when shit started flying.
He fought with your mother, he blamed you for those fights even when you just sat in your room playing video games or watching a movie, he ALWAYS blamed you for it.
Then a few years he got into your weight problem making you feel even more worse off then you were. After all that and those
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The Silly Dance Video
You sigh as you close your locker. It's time to go to Algebra; your least favorite part of the day. Not that you had any problems with Algebra; you don't mind having to take it in the least bit. It's just that you constantly get bullied in that class. The other students send you horrible notes, and then you get in trouble for passing notes in class. You go to the room and sit down. You do your warm-up then lay your head on your desk, praying that the other students will be merciful today and ignore you. No such luck. You receive a note from the girl next to you; 'Fat slut' it says. The hateful notes continue; 'Stupid b***h' 'Just go ahead and kill yourself; nobody gives a s**t' 'Can't you do anything right?' 'After class I'll crush you. That is a promise.'
When class is finally over you run to the girl's bathroom, hide in one of the stalls, and cry your eyes out. Once you're finished letting the tears out you go up to th
Seven Minutes In Heaven (Latvia x Reader) Part 1Your friend Alfred was hosting a house party and had invited you – much to your dismay. You would have much rather been at home blogging and reading fanfiction all night but your vibrant friend had insisted you come along, and you couldn't let him down.More Like This
"Yo! Everyone, we're gonna play seven minutes in heaven" the blond shouted, "everyone take a piece of paper from my hat to see who you get!" Alfred lifted the hat above his head signifying for the others to come to him.
Oh great, you mentally sighed, you approached Alfred cautiously and took out a piece of paper. Written on the piece of paper was 'Raivis', your lips formed the name silently. He was the small Latvian boy in your English class who was always reading romance novels. You had nothing against him, in fact even though you had barely spoken to him before you felt like you could relate to him.
"Um, h-hi, [Name]" Raivis smiled timidly at you with a blush plastered on his cheeks. The small blond held out his ha
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The word your family and friends used to describe you was "Introverted"
You were quiet, disliking large crowds and gatherings. You tried to avoid them at all costs. It wasn't that you were very shy, you just liked being alone.
Of course having two older brothers didn't help. Especially when those said brothers were North and South Italy.
Luckily for you, as the personification of Sicily, you stayed on your island and kept to your self.
Or tried to.
"You've, like avoided dese meeting for like YEARS!" Felix, A.K.A. Poland, was yammering in your ear.
"You know I don't like crowds." You sighed into the phone.
"Girl! How are you ever gunna get laid?"
You turned bright red, "That is the least of my concerns!"
"Uh, huh. Right." You could practically see his face, eyebrow raised, eyes half closed and a cat like smirk.
"But seriously _____. De last meeting you vent to vas like, fifty years ago."
You sighed again, knowing that if you refu
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"I don't think I've been this bored in a long time, maybe ever. We really need to think of something to do, and fast, I think I can feel my brain turning into mush." Latvia had come over to your house to escape Russia's wrath. He wouldn't tell you what he did to make him so angry, only that he couldn't go back home anytime soon.
"I know, but I don't know what to do." You searched around the messy drawers of your house for something that could prove entertaining, at least for a little while. "I have a ton of playdough. I wonder when I got this."
Latvia shot straight up, eyes wide. "Playdough? We could do a lot of really cool stuff with that." He cleared off your table and prepared to play with it. "Bring it all, we'll need it, I have an idea."
"Okay then." You were confused, but did what he said. After placing every container on the table you took your place next to him. "What now?"
"Well, if you don't plan on ever using it again, I would like to mix al
CanadaxLittle!Reader Canada was so proud of his baby girl, (Name). She was 5 years old and it was her very first day of kindergarten. "Daddy, what's school like?", (Name) asked that morning. "Hmm. Well It's all different for all kids.", Canada smiled as he helped (Name) tie her shoes. " I see....", (Name) became worried about what all the students would think of her. 'What if no one likes my favorite color? Or they don't want to play with me?', (Name) became very worried as she walked out the door, to walk on the pavement.More Like This
As (Name) and Canada approached the school that (Name) would be attending, her grip on Canada's hand became very tight. ", calm down, (Name) it's okay I'll be right there by your side all day." Canada soothed (Name) to ease the tension. Some of the kids that passed the girl looked at her. It kind of made (Name) uncomfortable, so she walked a little closer to Canada.
Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader He was late coming home, again. He had even texted you telling you he was about to leave over three hours ago, and then he had texted you back ten minutes later apologizing for the tardiness he knew was going to come. Arthur's boss had been doing this more and more frequently it seemed, you were beginning to let yourself think you never even got to see him for more than an hour at a time, and that alone could hurt even the closest of marriages.More Like This
You sighed, shaking your head and letting some strands of your (h/c) hair fall in front of your face, resting your palms on the cool surface of the mattress. You had stayed up waiting for him every single night this week and it was taking a toll on you. Perhaps you would just lay down for a quick nap, shut your eyes for just a moment to regain just an hour of the sleep you had lost this previous week.
Slowly you lowered your body down, relishing the way the mattress seemed to hug your body close to it, enveloping you as the comforter
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The magenta-tinged mixture simmered as Arthur checked his spells and potions book again. This time, his creation needed to be perfect- if he could even achieve it, that is. It seemed as if everything was in order; he had cooked and collected all his desired ingredients, adding them to the potion in a precise momentum.
You face suddenly decides to swim back into his mind, and a momentary flush takes over his features as he thinks over just what he was planning to do. As much as he tried to not confront the issue, it was becoming increasingly evident that the country had become smitten with you. There wasn’t a day that went be that he didn’t think about you or something about you.
Taking a flask and collecting some of the liquid swirling in the cauldron, we set it down gingerly on the table attempting to somehow distract himself from his feelings for a moment. Unwrapping a couple of brightly colored candies he had previously pu
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You gaze out of the window of the three story school. It's hot outside, and the sun is hitting you on your cheek, making you sleepy. The fan's turned on, a loud sound, which quiets the monotone sound of your teacher. You lay your head on your arms, still staring out the window.
There's only three more weeks until school is out, and summer begins. Your thoughts drift off to the summer. You have many plans for this summer: you're going to the beach with your best friend's family, you also have that horse-back riding you have been saving up for, and there's that camp thing your parents are making you go to. You give a sigh. If only the summer was like then, where you met him.
You had been in eighth grade when you had met him. Arthur Kirkland. He had the cutest British accent you've ever heard.
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Arthur waited patiently, hoping (Name) has responded to his letter. He paced around the living room still waiting. Sure, snail mail takes a while, since they live very far apart, but he’s starting to become impatient.
“Jeez Artie, keep pacing around like that you’ll make a hole in the floor, and get me dizzy.” His Romanian Friend, Vlad says, sitting on the leather couch. “What’s so important that makes you want to pace around like that?”
Arthur glares at his friend. Sure, they both get a long because they both have a love for dark magic, though there are times he wants to strangle his vampire friend. Then again, Arthur is not sure if Vlad is a vampire, but he sure does act like one. “I’m waiting for (Name)’s letter!” Arthur says, annoyed. “Plus, will you stop calling me Artie?! It’s Arthur! A-R-T-H-U-R!”
Vlad held his hands up in defense. “Calm down. You don’t need to s
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“Arthur, you got mail.” Arthur’s mother says. Arthur looked up from his book and rushed out of the living room. “Could it be?..” he said to himself. Taking his letter, he heads upstairs to his bedroom. Covering his bedroom walls are famous punk bands, some of them being very old bands. Rolling Stones, the beatles, to other bands from the U.S. like Paramore. His bed, being very neatly made had a British flag comforter. Opening his letter, his smile grew wider. It was a letter from his new penpal.
“So her name is (Name)…what a pretty name.” Arthur says to himself, as his emerald colored eyes scanned the letter. He chuckles to himself looking at the drawing (Name) drew next to her name. taking out a piece of paper from his drawer, he started his letter to reply back.
I’m really happy to get your letter. I do have some favorite bands. Some of my favorites are Rolling Stones and the Beatles. During my
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England X Reader: Being Alone...
Hello, dudes! >w< I just want to say, this is not my story! This was done by my own brother and this is his first Hetalia story ((phttt he's cute somtimes! XD))
He hopes you like it and would love you to comment! ^^
Sorry for spelling and grammar~! ^^ ((to tell the truth, his first story is better then my first story! >w
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Hey Guys!!! Sorry it's been so LONG! Hahaha! I thought "Hey why the hell not write another story for England again!?"
You found life hard sometimes because your parents always fight and last time they had a big dispute you were in the middle of it and got hurt and smacked around. Of course after all this happened with your parents you asked Arthur to come and get you. He showed up to your house and you packed a bag and climbed out your window. "Hey ______ are you okay? You have a bruise on your face and ________ is that blood??" Arthur looked frantic, you held his arm and said in a low tone "Everything is alright now that you're here." He gave you a worried glance and then smiled a little. "______ I am always here for when you need me." Arthur kissed your forehead and you held his hand. "Does mother know that I'm coming?" Arthur shook his head in agreement. You sighed in relief that his nosy mother didn't bombard him with too many questions about your situation. Arthur drove in a da
Stand In the Rain (EnglandXReader)You sprinted through the deserted streets, the ominous clouds promising rain matching your dark, unpredictable mood. Your sneakers pounded the pavement, the sound and the sensation overpowering any other thoughts that could cloud your mind. You felt like nothing could catch you, but as the saying goes, you can’t run away from your problems.More Like This
You paused in the middle of the road, panting heavily, hands on your knees. The first few drops of rain tainted the even tone of the asphalt, and slowly the memories came back to you, each one adding new weight to your soul.
Practically tearing into your jean pocket, you unwound your iPod and jammed the earbuds in, randomly selecting a song without really looking at the title. You just wanted to forget, to get away, anything. But the first hauntingly beautiful notes did anything but that. The rain fell faster.
She never slows down.
You never did. With everything that had happened, slowing down simply wasn’t an option anymore.
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"Should I be concerned that you are randomly deciding to come outside in the middle of the day. Especially after saying you were going to be busy playing Call of Duty all day?" you asked as your loud American friend Alfred dragged you by your forearm out of your house.
"It's a nice day out dude!" Alfred smiled proudly, breathing in the late June air.
"Now I am really worried," you stated as you squirmed in his grasp.
"Now go stand over there," Alfred instructed as he pointed to the east side of the house, that was now in the cool blackened shade.
"May I ask why?" you asked as Alfred pushed you towards the wall.
"Nope," he smiles as he positioned you. Just like an artists would position their model. "Now smile," he told you, in his hands he held a tiny silver camera.
Reluctantly you smiled towards the tiny silver lens. You heard the sound of the flash go off, but as well felt something wet dropping above you. You glanced up to see a large red pail, balancing on the window sill a few fee
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It didn't feel right to be in this world. Everything that life threw at you was never anything great. For the past six months, it felt like Hell. You were failing in school, your boyfriend recently broke up with you, and people were bullying you to their satisfaction. It began to make you very, very depressed. Your friends would try your best to cheer you up, but it hardly did much. Not even your lifelong crush, Lovino Vargas, could make you happy. They wanted to just hug you and tell you "It's OK" but they knew it wouldn't do any good.
You sat on the edge of your bed, staring at the wall with crystal tears in your red, puffy eyes. You didn't know what to do; you just felt like giving up.
Not yet you wouldn't. If you gave life one more chance, maybe it would turn out better. You just had to give it a try.
You stood up and went to your mirror. In the reflection, you saw a beautiful girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair and dazzling (e/c) eyes, although they were red from crying. She had (
APH: Germany x Reader - Work Bitch~More Like This
Warning : some curse words and sexiness alert~ :3
Sitting by your window, you sighed dreamily as watched the Axis trio exercise not so far from your dorm window, in the training grounds. You wished, you could be as determined and strong willed like them - at least like Germany - and bring your butt to start training yourself for the next summer season.
Training was healthy and good, helping you stay fit and beautiful, but it was seriously not your thing... You had tried many times, to get up and do a few exercises in the mornings, but two or four days would pass and you will get lazy again, like always. You tried running laps, too, but after a few days, didn't succeed even to bring yourself and try again. Well, this were you - starting, but never finishing normally.
Watching those three, especially Germany, only made you feel more miserable about this whole thing. It only felt wor
Best Friend!Sweden X Lesbian!Reader No DifferenceMore Like This
“I’m a freak,” you murmured so quietly he could barely hear you. He turned to you for a moment, watching the tears silently drip down your cheek, and then back to the view of the sunset from the roof of your house. Orange and pink hues melded with blue and grey as the night sky slowly overtook the day.
"Yer parents ‘r wrong.” Berwald firmly said. You turned to him, almost desperate, eyes wide. “That’s not true! I am a freak.” You insisted, huddling your legs closer to your chest, and you looked back down, a sob escaping your lips.
“’S not a crime,” he retorted adamantly, blue eyes cold behind black glasses.
“Berwald,” you said, turning to look at him, “I like...I like girls. I’m—something’s wrong with me.” Your eyes met with his, and his gaze was so intense that you couldn’t help but look away. You bit your lip so that you wouldn’t sob again, and he saw your ch
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Jealous!Dark!America x Shy!Reader: The Hero Always Gets the Girl
It was a peaceful late morning in your house. The air was still, the only noise was your humming which seeped into every room of your home, breathing life into the calm atmosphere. You were baking pancakes on one saucepan and cooking bacon on another; multi-tasking your breakfast was always an enjoyable challenge. You continued humming a joyful tune, bouncing excitedly on your tiled floor as you flipped your first batch of pancakes. Sparing glances at each pan, you turned to collect some plates and cutlery.
Today, you had an extra set.
This was because America was coming over to hang out at your place, probably in an attempt to spend more quality time with you as well as stomach as much of your food as he possibly can. It had been quite a long time since you spent a day with Alfred, you really missed that up-beat attitude of his and you were looking forward to the obnoxious hero to bound into your life, to save you from t
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“I don’t wanna,” you groaned as Ludwig stood in the doorway.
“_________, we have to train.”
You moaned and pulled the covers over your head, “It’s Saturday.”
A small, “Si…” came from under the covers.
“Hmm?” you said still half asleep.
“Is that Feliciano?”
You managed to crack open your eyes and saw the Italian man hugging you around the waist, sleeping. “Yeah, why?” you said, peeking out from under the covers, not really caring.
His face was red and he was practically vibrating in anger, “Feliciano!”
The poor man practically jumped out of bed. “Ve!”
“Aw, Ludwig,” you said hugging Feli, “be nice.”
“What are you doing sleeping with mein girlfriend?”
Feli shook in fear, “Sh-she w-was warm! A-and I was s-scared to sleep alone!” He was practically crying by the time his explanation was over.
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You were licking this gigantic lollipop that Francis had bought you. Right now you were home on your back porch swing savoring this lollipop you had. It was one of those twisted lollipops that had multiple flavors in it. Little did you realize that your boyfriend was watching you the whole time. You and him shared a house and he was currently staring at you through the window. But you didn’t realize it.
I watched my girlfriend eat that lollipop that Francis bought her. I am going to f****** kill him for buying that type of lollipop. I watched (Name) swirl, suck and bite the lollipop. It was killing me so bad. I could feel my self-getting a boner from watching her plump form slowly savoring it. I bit my lip to hold back a groan when she moaned from the wonderful taste. It was her favorite kind of lollipop. Soon I just couldn’t take it anymore and I ran outside. “(Name) can you please quit it?!”
Bullied!Russia X Chubby!Dead!Reader Part 1- WishesIt wasn't long for my luck to run out.More Like This
You can say...
Maybe I ruined my own chances...
But if anything... It gave me...
3rd person POV
She lied there, hurt and dying, in the middle of the road.
The rain came down hard that day, so people weren't outside.
If they were, they would have helped that poor chubby girl
in the road. Her (H/C) hair broke out of her pony tail. Her
(S/C) skin stained with blood. Her eyes, once beautiful (E/C)
eyes, were dark and dull.
The car that hit her was going so fast that it threw her to
the side. Her head almost cracked open, her ribs broken and
her lung punctured. Her life slowly breezed away. She closed
her eyes and sobbed. "I finally did something... Right...
You're welcome...” she whispered as she remembered her mother's
last words to her. A soft smile formed on her lips, and she
left earth. Or so she thought.
(Time skip) One year later...
The town was just as busy as always. A mov
Germanyx Dead Child!Reader- Together Forever"I am going crazy? I saw her yesterday. That's right; I saw my little liebling running around the house yesterday. Playing with her toys and laughing and giggling like she used to when she was...still with me...Does she know she's dead? Does she know that she was transparent and I could see right through her? Or am I the one that doesn't know she's dead? I can never get that day out of my head. That day she was taken from me..."More Like This
We were going for a pleasant walk in the town square. [Name], her uncle Gilbert and Feliciano, and I. It was such a beautiful day, the birds were chirping and singing their lovely songs and the people were lively as ever walking about and smiling as usual. She was so beautiful with her [h/c] locks tied back into two curly ponytails and bouncing with each step she took. Her beautiful [f/c] dress, flowing with the breeze as she walked. Her little chubby hand in my large strong one and the other in her uncle Gilbert's.
SpainxReader: Stay The Same Sitting up in the warm, comfortable king sized bed, you rubbed the sleep from your eyes with a yawn. Next to you, Antonio Fernández Carriedo continued to slumber. You smiled gently at his adorably venerable tanned face. His brown eyelashes were so long that you could have counted each individual hair. Leaning forward, you planted a light kiss on his cheek.More Like This
The gesture made him stir slightly, slowly opening one bright green eye to stare blearily at you. It took several moments before your presence registered in his sleep-filled mind. His lips curved upward into a loving smile.
"Buenos Dias," he stated, sitting up in the bed and cloaking you with his warm, tanned arms.
Blushing faintly, you snuggled into his bare chest. He kissed the top of your head, and you gathered the courage to finally ask him a question you'd been pondering for a while. There had been a question eating up at your very mind: why did the Spaniard love you? You were most
Dark!Germany x Reader: Just a Bad Dream part 4You all thought about it for a while, and you finally got everything through your head. Obviously the fact that Ludwig was feeling guilt for past events was an understatement, and that was what was causing his dreams. So, to put it simply, you had to get rid of his guilt. How would you do that? Well, either convince Ludwig that none of it was his fault, or, make him forgive himself.More Like This
You began to voice this theory to the others, but your cut short by your husband.
"Vait, zere is one piece I haven't told you yet," he said.
"There is?" you asked.
"Ja, zere is anozer part to my dreams."
"Another part?" you question.
"Ve~ Germany! Don't tell me that-" asks Feli.
"(Name) is alvays zere in my dream," he states.
The three of you widen your eyes at him. Wait, what were you doing in his nightmares? Why was Ludwig dreaming about you in his past? You weren't alive that long, obviously.
Ludwig sat there quietly, looking at something very important on his shoes.
"I think I understand," Kiku said qui
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You hated camping, you really did. The whole, "No civilization, no toilet and no warm house" thing didn't appeal to you. Nor did the whole "Copious amounts of bugs every where."
You weren't an outdoors person. But that didn't matter, your crazy family dragged you along anyway. To a crappy cabin in the middle of the woods. For Two months.
If you forced yourself to be optimistic, you would be glad that it was a house instead of a tent. You might have been happy that there was a bathroom. But you weren't, so you didn't.
"Awww, if you feel so grouchy, why don't you go for a walk?" Your mother piped up, opening one of the boxes that held kitchen items. You looked out the kitchen window, it was dusk, slowly going dark. What a wonderful idea.
Deciding to punish your parents, you left through the back door. All you had to do was become "Lost" for an hour or so, then saunter back home. That would teach them and freak th
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What would you do if your were trapped, face to face with a maniacal wolf?
Most people would scream, others would freeze up. It was really good you weren't most people. The moment the wolf had entered the clearing, it's teeth bared and hackles raised, your survival skills had leapt into over drive.
You had run to the nearest tree and climbed up it, moving like a monkey. The dark auburn wolf howled and snarled, trying in vain to climb after you. You stared down at it, trying not to pass out from fright.
Your heart pounded against your ribs, beating at an erratic pace. You locked eyes with the creature and shuddered. It had magenta eyes. You had heard of wolves with icy blue eyes or beautiful violet eyes, but never magenta.
Saliva flew from it's jaws at it snarled a frenzy, scratching and biting the tree. You shuddered each time the wonderful oak was jolted.
'If I live through this, I'll never use anything m
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New Years resolution
That hockey stick. The one wrapped in barbed wire . The one with blood stained bandages.
How you hated it.
But he loved it, he cherished it like it was his one and only love.
He wasn't home right now, probably off messing around at some club. He would come back drunk, smelling of cigarettes and cheap perfume. But not yet, not for a while.
But you were home and so was the stick.
You walked over to it and grabbed the handle. It was heavy, surprisingly heavy. The handle was worn smooth, but the rest was rough.
It looked like it would burn quite easily.
You entered the kitchen of your small apartment and grabbed a pack of matches.
Back into the living room.
You wrapped the hockey stick in newspaper and set it on the grate in the fireplace.
He would kill you for this. But that was okay, because in a way you would be victorious.
Flicking a match in you sat back, watching as it slowly turn to ash. He would be home soon
Growing Up Again 2 (PrussiaxChubby!Reader)You woke up to the alarm on your phone buzzing. You grabbed it, sat up and turned it off.More Like This
It's too early. You grumbled, seeing that it read 6:30 am, you got up and headed for your room, making a quick stop in the bathroom first.
You stared at your bed to see Gilbert still sleeping peacefully.
Ugh, I wonder what he's like first thing in the morning. With my luck, he's even worse, if that's even possible. You sighed as you grabbed some clothes off the floor and headed back to the bathroom to start your day.
You didn't bother with a shower, just brushed your teeth, washed your face and put your hair up in a messy ponytail.
Now to go wake up his awesomeness. You groaned, heading back to your room.
Sir, it's time to wake up. You said, gently shaking him. He didn't even move.
Sir. I need you to get up. You said a little louder and shaking him a little more vigorously. He just grunted and rolled away fro
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You took in the sweet fresh air of Sweden (the country) You just moved here and it's the third day of being in Sweden...
And you still haven't found your house yet. Good thing you had money to use though.
What were you to do.
"She look's lost su-san" You heard someone as you picked up your head looking over at two blond men one had brown eyes and the other had the most beautiful and yet dangerous blue eyes ever. You blushed and looked around you knew they were talking about you cause you did look lost and you were.
You stood there with a large backpack full of clothes and items and a piece of paper in your hand you stood there glancing at it and then around so it sort of gave you away.
"I doubt they'd help the new fat kid...no one usually does" You huffed to yourself and walked away quickly.
"Wait..." The voice had a deep Swedish accent that made a shiver run through out your body.
"Hey wait!" The voice from before called over and rushed over.
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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
EnglandXReader Last Night...“Ugh… My head…”More Like This
Arthur groaned in pain as he held his head and eyes shut tightly. He had been in that one hell of a hang overs after being drunk like crazy the night before. Not ready to meet the light of the sun, he still had his eyes shut until a certain voice came to his ears.
He slowly opened one eye to look at that beautiful face of his girlfriend, (name). You had a glass of water and some medicine to cure his hang over in your hands. You saw him opened another eye and was sitting up as he groaned in pain.
You gave him the medicine and the glass of water then you walked away to the kitchen again to continue making breakfast. You left him with no other words, just shoving him those things and walked away. It made him somehow confused. Usually you would lectured him briefly and then continued it later. But now, you didn’t even say anything.
Putting that aside for now, he drank the medicine and lied on the couch again to recov
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"Where the bloody hell is she?"
Arthur paced around his living room, gripping his chin in aggravation, wondering where his missing girlfriend was. He gently massaged his temples, trying to calm down from his worries.
Where was Arthur's girlfriend, exactly?
-Time Reverse 6 Hours-
(Y/n) was currently sitting in the room she and Arthur shared, applying a rosy red lipstick on her plump lips. She had made plans to go out with some long time friends from her home of (hometown).
"Are you going out tonight, love?"
Arthur stood outside the room, leaning on the door frame. (Y/n) looked at Arthur from her mirror and smiled.
"Yeah. A couple of my girlfriends called me up, telling me that they were in town, and asked me to join them."
Taking one last look at herself, (y/n) stood up from the stool, and walked towards Arthur; jacket and purse already in hand.
"Bye Arthur. I'll see you in a couple hours."
"Be safe, love."
The two lovers shared a short, kiss before (y/n) walked out down the steps
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Heyyy, I made a sorta kinda fluffy story..sooo, YAY anyway I hope my poptarts~ enjoy this~~
(and yes there will be swearing... )
It felt like a huge freaking, snapping turtle was making it's way out of your stomach.
You had full, blown-out period pain.
Sore back, headache, bloating, and worst of all the feeling of a chainsaw being shoved in your lower tummy.
This had to be one of the worst periods you've EVER had. It was freaking intense, and all you could do was lie on your couch. Watching t.v and trying desperately to forget about the horrendous pain in your gut, and the worst part of it all.... you were completely alone. Your boyfriend Arthur was at work, so you had no one to complain about your pain to. 'Goddammit....'.
You let out a moan of displeasure as you put the television on mute and rolled over, facing the couch. You tried to close your eyes but your body kept saying
"Oh Hell Naw, you ain't going to sleep.
England x Reader: The Magic of RosesYou walk down the stairs, adjusting your cardigan. It's early summer, and the mornings are still chilly in (c/n). As a new country, your duties consist mostly of administrative paperwork, passing legislation, and forming diplomatic relationships with other countries. However, you still manage to find time for your one true love: gardening.More Like This
Your garden is filled with all sorts of plants: fruit trees, grape vines, fragrant herbs, tulips, daffodils, daisies. You even have a special patch you leave free for the wildflowers and mushrooms to take over. Nothing like natural beauty.
But your favourite part of the garden is your rose garden. Several rosebushes line the side of your house. The flowers are unusual colours, hybrids cultivated through several years of careful breeding. Some are blue, some are red streaked with orange, some are a deep, dusky pink, and, sometimes, you might see a lavender one, if you're lucky.
You loved your garden, but you never imagined it was anything special. Any
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"Guys! I want to get some peeps-" you said to both of your best friends as you shuffled down the sweets aisle. “It’s not Easter without peeps-”
It was the Easter season, and that meant you could get those little marshmallow treats you loved so much. Assorted in several colors on the shelf before you sat these delicacies.
"Alright, (Name)," a German sounding voice sounded behind you. "Do what you want, just don't get the yellow chicks-"
You blinked a little. The yellow chicks were the generic icon of the peep world. Why wouldn't you get a small package of those ones.
"Right, and don't get the green bunny shaped ones either," a British voice added.
You turned to your head to look at your companions. The first voice was your friend, Gilbert Belischmidt. His silver hair and bright red eyes matched his eccentric German, no Prussian, accented voice. He stood tall next to you and looked at th
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Just Be Friends
All we gotta do is Just Be Friends.
It's time to say goodbye, Just Be Friends.
All we gotta do is Just Be Friends.
Just Be Friends, Just Be Friends.
You woke up next to your husband, Arthur. Ever since you got married the marriage wasn't as lively as others. You both had little connection to each other and you had no idea what to do. You didn't really want to separate, but then again you did.
Early morning yesterday it finally occurred to me.
Just like a puzzle where I had placed every single piece.
And now I don't know what to do-
Now that I see what we're both moving to-
Is this the point in time where we both prayed and hoped we'd be?
"Morning love." Arthur yawned. You simply nodded and stared off into space. You were curious if Arthur wanted to divorce too. He didn't seem like he did. You knew that he wasn't good with intimacy and such, but you really felt neglected.
'I wonder if he feels
Papa England x Mama Reader x Child America RequestPapa England x Mama Reader x Child America: The Best Birthday GiftMore Like This
Alfred was as quite as a five year old could be walking downstairs. Today was his birthday and knowing his parents, a surprise was waiting for him on the kitchen table. He was nearing the door frame, heart pumping with excitement. He overheard his Mommy and Daddy talking about what to get him and well, a puppy was brought up more than once. Alfred looked into the kitchen not a thing. He let out a disappointed sigh. "Did they forget it was today?" "Of course not Sweetie, why would we do that?" ________ said. "Mommy!" Alfred ran to you with his arms up. You bent down and picked the child up. He nestles into your arms and sees his father coming up behind you. "Alfred, what are you doing up already?" Alfred sticks his tongue out.
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*WARNING: SUGGESTIVE AND/OR SENSUAL THEMES IN SOME PLACES. NOTHING GRAPHIC, BUT STILL.
*Late one night*
Arthur slammed the car door shut and stomped towards the front door, muttering a foul string of curses under his breath. Unlocking the door, he stepped inside to be met by his twin boys, Alfred and Matthew, and his daughter Michelle.
They all ran up to him, tugging at his trousers. He managed a tired chuckle as he rubbed his sons’ heads and patted his daughter’s back.
“Yes, I’m home.” He said, gently prying them off his trousers so he could walk. The children immediately ran off, probably to continue what they had been doing before he walked through the door. He walked upstairs to his and his wife (Name)’s bedroom.
Hanging his coat in the closet and haphazardly tossing
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"Mpphhhmmm..." Mumbled Arthur as he began to wake up. His hand slowly grabbed the digital alarm clock that lay on his night table right next to his bed. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and squinted to get a better look at the red numbers that flashed on the small and dark rectangular screen.
"Ugh... must of fell asleep while folding the clothes..." He turned his head to the side and noticed an immense pile of unfolded clothes laying right next to him. He groaned and rubbed his face into the warm pillow.
"I don't want to get out of bed... it's so waaarm..." He wined. But then he remembered he had no choice to get out of his comfy nest of sheets since he had agreed with you earlier during the day that he was going to be the one cooking dinner tonight.
"Speaking of _________... Where in the world is that woman?" Seconds after he finished his sentence, a loud shriek was heard from outside. Arthur immediately recognized your voice. He threw the bed sheets off his body and
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The girl shrieked as her hair was pulled back so the back of her head was resting on the man's chest, "PLEASE! LET ME GO!" She begged, fear painting her voice thickly. His leather gloved grasp however didn't loose the hold on her (h/l) (h/c) hair. Tears flowed from her (e/c) eyes, streaming down her cheeks and dripping off her chin, dampening her black button up top. She felt something metal and cold press against her neck, digging in only slightly. A low chuckle growled into girls ears, "So, you must be (Y/Name), huh?" He snickered, "Here I was thinking you were going to be hard to beat..."
(Y/Name) sniffed, "P-Please..." She whimpered, "PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!" Her voice rang, echoing through the alleyway that she had been caught in. The man holding her laughed loudly, "What, you expect someone to hear? Even if someone does come, you'd be dead by then.." You felt teeth bite down onto your ear lobe and you froze, eyes wide and chest rising and falling faster than possible.
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I sighed as I sat backstage, plucking the strings of Arthur’s guitar. I was trying to keep my tears at bay as I heard the crowd shouting and screaming. Everything had tumbled out of control so quickly; it seemed to all end in chaos when we talked. I had no idea how to fix the problem when I didn’t know what the problem was. It just... it seemed to me that we were falling out of love all of the sudden. It was heartbreaking to think of something so horrible after everything we’d been through.
”A-Al,” I whispered, as he tugged at the sleeve of my jacket. He looked up at me through those long, blonde lashes, his sky blue eyes twinkling at me. “P-please don’t... don’t think any l-less of me.” He smiled and cupped my cheek for a moment before returning to rolling up the thick cotton. As he pushed it farther and f
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Trick or treat?
You plopped on your sofa with a big bowl of candy on top of you. No, you couldn't touch those sweets as they weren't yours and they were for the trick-o-trick-ers.
Yeah, you guessed it. Today was Halloween. Scary costume, pumpkins, candy, legends and festive season.
...And you were stuck at home giving the candy to all the little dressed up kids who knocked your door as your mother took your own little brother and sister trick or treating.
Your father was sleeping, he had a night shift so he wasn't required the task.
So, you were left with the job to stay at home, waiting for children to come for their free candy, giggle in their 'scary' costumes and leave.
And then repeat.
"This is so boring..." you groaned. Seriously, you could have been at you friends Alfred's Halloween bash but Nooo, you had to stay and give out candy.
It would have been nice to spend the night with your friends and see him.
Great way to spend a F
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*Teacher!Scotland X Student!Reader*
"So,which classes and who?" the Hungarian female asked,tying her hair into a lower ponytail.
"Classical with Edelstein,P.E. with Beilschmidt junior,Literature with Väinämöinen,History with Bushy brows,Geography with Braginsky so on and so forth.German with your lover and ... Uh... Mathemathics with ... Kirkland?" the (h/c) cocked a brow,her features betraying confusion.
"Oh,don't you know?He's Arthur's older brother.Though he doesn't resemble him at all." the Belgian female interrupted,munching on a strawberry flavoured pocky.
"You'll like him,I guarantee!He's quite like a cocky bastard,still adorable Prince Charming." the tanned girl sighed in contemplation,gaining suspicious looks from everyone.
"I don't know...What happened to mister Morgens though?" (Name) asked,crumpling the small piece of paper i
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It was hard to believe that it had been two years since you had started working as a police officer. It had also been two years since you met your partner, Arthur Kirkland.
"So Miss ____________," it had been two months since you had joined the forced and Mr. Bonnefoy wouldn't leave you alone, "what is a lovely lady like you doing tonight?"
You gave him your best smile, "I was thinking of going home and getting an early start on tomorrow. Don't want to be tired for work."
He gave you a charming smile, "Really are you sure you wouldn't want to-."
"Leave her alone," shouted your partner. You giggled, he was really cute and he was smart, but best of all he kept Francis away from you. Francis ran off and Arthur leaned against your desk, "Are you alright __________?"
You nodded, "Just fine."
"So _________," he said his face turning slightly red, "I was wondering if you'd like to…go…on…on…an activity with me!"
'Activity?' you thought, 'like a date?' "What would this activity e
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"Ohonhon~Angleterre did you hear about our new junior officer joining today?" Francis, Officer Arthur looked up at his biggest annoyance.
Rolling his eyes he said, "I don't care. Go annoy him instead."
"Don't you want to take the rookie under your wing, maybe take him to dinner?"
"For the last time you bloody frog, I'M NOT GAY!" shouted Arthur grabbing the Frenchman by the tie.
Francis just laughed. "Oh really?"
Arthur just groaned and let go of his coworker's tie, "Just leave me alone I don't have time to deal with you today."
"Ohonhon~ fine then. But you know it's only a matter of time before you come crawling to me to-."
"GO AWAY!" England shouted scaring Francis off. He huffed. Mixing business and his personal life was not something he did or ever intended to. Matters of the office should stay outside the home. Or at least that was his policy until he saw you.
You walked in quietly, but still people turned their heads as you walked by. (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. You were beau
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Shy!Stalker!England x Reader
(Y/n) - Your Name
(H/l) - Hair Length
(H/c) - Hair colour
(F/b/s) - Favourite Band/Singer
(F/f) - Favourite Food
(F/c) - Favourite Colour
When you were here before,
Couldn’t look you in the eye.
You’re just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry.
He watched you walk out of you where you worked, saying a quick goodbye to your work friends. Your beautiful (h/l) (h/c) hair moving with the wind behind you. You looked so beautiful. You were an angel to him. He wanted to hold you, claim you his. He loved you.
He followed you, keeping a fair distance he wanted to make sure you got home safely. Your (F/c) shoes softly tapped on the footpath as you walked. He knew a lot about you. He knew that your favourite colour
Chubby!Reader x America: Beach day WoesMore Like This
You sat waiting for your newly friend Alfred on the bus to go to the field trip to the beach. Mainly treading the whole field trip, but now has gotten a bit better knowing Alfred was coming too. A sandy blonde haired hyperactive man jumped onto the bus excited as he could ever be.
"WooHoo! Let's get this parteh started~!" He cheered as other students went along with him. His British friend Arthur scoffed "Alfred take a seat you loud wanker.." rolling his eyes in disgust. Alfred only stuck a small tongue at his friend taking a seat beside me.
"Yo _________! Are you totally excited! I'm so pumped! I love the beach! "Alfred ran his mouth loudly only to have him scolded by Arthur again.
You giggle a bit at their antics.
The bus began to leave, and as you were about to settle your bag between your feet, you felt daggers of glares driving into your head. You gulp taking a small glance back viewing a couple of the most popular girls in the school in jealous rage. You knew why they gave you su
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"Gilbert Beilschmidt! Open up this goddamned door right now before I rip your throat out!" came the threats, yells and loud banging from outside the door. Gilbert was sitting comfortably on a chair in the middle of reading the newspaper when he heard it, immediately recognizing the owner of the voice. He sighed and went to open the door.
"What is it this time? Haven't you bothered me enough these past few days? Your lucky Ludwig isn't here or he wou-" he stopped mid sentence as he looked at what was in front of him.
Alfred was standing at his door, his face a mixture of anger, shock and alarm. Behind him was a young woman, in a sky blue dress. Her facial expression was that of a nervous and timid person. She was probably scared half to death after Alfred's little scene.
Gilbert was about to ask who she was, but Alfred didn't give him a chance to speak before screaming at him.
"Gilbert! What the hell is this!?!" he asked, pointing at the girl.
"Uh...?" Gilbert was at a loss of
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Guests began flooding in though the doors of Gilbert and Ludwig Beilschmidt's home. The guests all ranked high in wealth and power, earls, lords and ladies and anyone of noble ranking or importance was attending. Among them was Alfred F. Jones, a nobleman who owned several companies across the world.
He had dirty blonde hair with a stubborn strand sticking out and wore glasses. His eyes were a clear blue, a blue as beautiful as the ocean. Every woman who saw him couldn't deny that he was a handsome man. Many nobles had tried to engage their daughters to him, but he politely refused all of them, saying that he was too busy for a committed relationship. He is now supposed to be engaged to Lady Emily Nightingale, the daughter of a rather powerful noble. Her father had been trying to get Alfred to accept her proposal for a while now, but Alfred keeps staling him by using various made-up excuses.
Emily was undeniably pretty, with black hair and light blue eyes, but Alfred found th
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"Did you hear?" the young woman asked her friends.
"Hear what?" inquired one of her companions.
"About that doll that got stolen. I heard that whoever stole it can sell it for a fortune."
"I heard about it. I even went to see the doll the day it got stolen. It was really beautiful, almost life-like!" stated another friend.
"I was planing to go see it but then it vanished. I wonder who stole it?"
"I heard it was a man who was jealous of the doll maker. He stole the doll to get even with him, even after Mr.Black's death." pointed out the second friend.
"Ah, it's too bad we'll never be able to see it. Most of the people I know already saw it." sighed the first.
"Yes, now the question everyone's asking is who stole it, and if it will ever be found. It's already been three days." wondered the third lady.
"I think we should just mind our own business and let the police solve this one. I mean, it has to be found sooner or later, right?"
"I suppose so. Now, I think that we should get
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Ghost!America X Reader
Four months. That's how long Alfred was gone. That's how long it took to wake back up, and go back to (Name).
She should've known, Alfred always had liked, no, loved her. And his love apparently continued after his unexplainable death. It was strange, his body wasn't even recovered.
(Name) wanted more than anything for him to go away, but couldn't work up the courage to tell her deceased lover. She was too scared, too nervous, too careful to even consider it.
The (h/c) woman was sitting on her couch. She heard soft breaths next to her, indicating Alfred was already here. He was early today.
"Alfred?" (Name) said in a shaky voice. "You're here?"
It didn't take him long to reply. "Of course (Name). I'm always here."
She felt a cold chill crawl down her back, making her shiver. Soon the cold was surrounding her. Alfred had her in his dead grasp, cuddling her closely.
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Warnings: Language and some gore (what can I say? You're literally crazy for 2p America). No likey, don't read, simple as that.
You watched Al Jones saunter through the hallways, his trademark sexy smirk planted right on his face as usual. You secretly watched from your locker as he dragged his famous baseball bat along with him. His stern half-brother, James Williams, trailed behind him with all his Canadianess.
You were known to be the shyest, quietest girl at this school, never bothering to make friends to higher your social status. You didn't care, all you wanted was the baddest boy there: Allen Jones.
You loved every single strand of his chocolate, messy hair to his calloused skin on his rough hands to his tan face with bright crimson eyes. You loved him and his flaws; you loved his killing nature, his pugnacious behavior and just everything about him made you crazy.
Not the crazy that made it a casual crush but the one that made you <em>
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Ugh ever since 2P!Americat had destroyed your toy, he had been following you around and bugging the living fur balls out of you. At first it was once a week he showed up but now it was every moment of every day, your master had kicked his furry butt out several times but he would just waltz right back in a moment later.It was starting to scare you, once he even crawled into your basket and slept with you,as soon as you woke up though you made him eat his own tail.
Today you would hide from the deranged cat, so you wouldn't have to put up with his constant "doll face","babe" or even "my girl" as he liked to call you nowadays.You ran up into the front of the house to peer out the window to see if your stalker cat was coming, sure enough he was, but you saw his brother 2P!Canacat right beside him! You instantly hid not wanting to be cornered by the two deranged cats, you just wanted your master home so she could shoo them away. As you contemplating finding a better hiding place then the o
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He trotted down the driveway and strolled through the cat door into ____'s house."_______, come out and play~" 2P!Americat meowed devilishly as he searched the house for any traces of you, finding none."Well that's no fun..." he thought as he paced around your home.He was about to leave when a colorful toy in the corner caught his eye,he trotted over it and sniffed it making sure it was yours. After he recognized the scent to be yours the bored cat started to destroy the toy,little did he know that the toy he was tearing up was your absolute favorite toy.
After he had completely and utterly destroyed your toy he turned around to leave and ran straight into your face."2P!Americat, why did you destroy my toy?" you asked with rising anger in your kitty claws. He did a double take before he regained his usual smirk and responded with an arrogant flick of his tail "Because I felt like it ______, it's fun to destroy things" He started to saunter out the cat door when he heard a low growl, "
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"Bella, wake up~" 2P!Itacat purred into the ear of the sleeping female in his bed, she didn't seem to want to wake though."Principessa if you don't wake up soon I'll let 2P!Germouser near you~" that was an empty threat on his part though, NO ONE would ever come near his precious _____ ever again, he gazed down at his beautiful _____ with her (HAIR COLOR) fur and cute little whiskers.
2P!Itacat could not recall a time where he had ever felt such emotions in his furry chest, this female made him want to do things like take care of kittens.The notion scared him a little on how deeply he could feel for a stray female he had only seen this morning, he knew he would never let her go now.
You were having sweet dreams of tuna and your savior 2P!Itacat, you had only just met him but you owed your life to him already.You heard him purr in her ear, but didn't want to wake just yet.In fact you felt more at ease here than you ever had, even when you had been at your old home, as long as 2P!Itacat w