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Punk!BritainXPunk!Reader Battle of the BandsMore Like This
"You ready, (Name)?"
"Damn right." Replied the (h/c) female. "3...2...1."
She started off with some light strums on her (fav/color) electric guitar, then they quickly transformed into the song that (Name) and her band were going to perform at the Battle of the Bands at the end of the week.
(Name) was the lead singer and one of the guitarists of her band, (BandName). Along with her, Mathias Køhler on second guitar, Lukas Bondevik on bass, Emil Steilsson on keyboard, Tino Väinämöinen on backup bass, and Berwald Oxenstierna on drums. The six of them were a pretty damn good in a band. It would have to take a lot of work i
Memories... || Denmark x ReaderMore Like This
Here you were, sitting in front of the TV, bored out of your mind in the Nordic house.
You were staring at the pictures on the screen with the same expression you've had all day, it was a mix of Lukas' expressionless face and Sweden's stare.
For the first time today, you stood up and stretched your arms before leaving the room to get something to eat, and maybe even talk to Finland since he seems to listen you. Yawning when you reached the hallway, you passed numerous pictures of you and your Nordic friends on the walls.
You stopped to look at one, it was one of you, Norway and Denmark. You and Denmark were grinning and Norway had his famo
Norway x Reader ~Not Very Often~~Not Very Often~More Like This
There were times when Lukas could have just gone over to say something. Anything. It could have been a compliment or a question even, but either he never got the opportunity or he just couldn't work up the courage.
Still…if he didn't do something and fast, Mathias would beat him to the mark (no pun intended).
"Hey, have you noticed that Norge has been acting a little off recently?" Tino asked Emil during lunch.
Emil was about to open his mouth, but Mathias came strolling in and interrupted him before he could speak.
"He's always like that, Finny," he said dismissively. "The guy's a natural creep much like yourself,
Nothing.-Prussia x Deaf!ReaderMore Like This
Notɧiƞg. –Prussia x Deaf!Reader
[I wanted words…]
Speaking. An idea entirely conceptual to you, and yet you loved it. You loved the way a pair of cracked lips danced gracefully across a vowel, the way a tongue curled around a letter. The words enticed you, but the magic in them faded once a pencil scratched one onto paper. You wanted to hear the fast hiss of the ‘H’, you wanted to pronounce the tonal sound of the ‘A’. The moving of lips choked you, drowned you in the taunting closeness. Other people spoke and screamed and sang like it was natural-and yet it was natural, but you weren’t.
England x Reader ~Wishful Thinking~~Wishful Thinking~More Like This
“Arthur, what did you wish for?”
________________ was leaning her upper body over the edge of the old wishing well, her short legs dangling in the air as she watched the ripples spread out on the water’s surface.
“That’s a secret, ________________,” he said.
“That’s boring.”
Arthur rolled his eyes. “You know the saying: if you tell someone your wish, it won’t come true.”
_______________ shook her head. “No, I don’t think you need to keep it a secret to make it come true. Maybe I can help you.”
“Alright, why don’t you
He Can't Always Be Your Hero. - America x Reader."This is the hero! Alfred F. Jones!" You could hear your laughter in the background of his voicemail recording, taped years ago. "Leave me a message because I'm too busy saving people right now. Swishpow!"More Like This
His eerie tone frightened you, causing you to shiver and shift in your position on the sofa. You inspect the house one last time before letting go of the memories that once stored clear as pure water.
You decided to leave a message for him, hoping he would hear.
"Alfred, I am moving next week. Your motorcycle is still in my house. You always loved her, treated her like your wife and never did you ever leave it with anyone. When we bro
Alfred X Reader- Gamer LoveI’ve never really thought about me being in a relationship. I have always been the ‘nerdy girl’ in the class. I was never wearing tons of bracelets and looking at makeup like it’s my godly source of sunshine. I was different. I loved pokeman and when I was younger I even traded some cards with the guys. I love video games, and when given the option, I will go out and have a steak, not a salad. So you could say I am a tom boy, but I am still a girl.More Like This
I was made fun of at times but I didn’t care because I had awesome friends, especially one, Alfred. We always came home and played Minecraft, and he also joked around with me and sometimes made fun of me, but I knew that in the end he was still a friend. But Alfred was a guy, and he is a good guy, so he of course, has other friends that are girls as well. I can’t say I get jealous, but I don’t really like them and how they- ok fine I am jealous.
Ever since we met we were pretty much instant friends.
Dandelions (ItalyxReader)“What are you doing here, ____?”More Like This
You looked up to see the friendly, Italian man smiling at you. “Oh, hello, Feliciano. I just wanted to get out for a bit and enjoy the nice weather.”
“Ve, it is a lot warmer out now, isn’t it?” He grinned widely, his eyes closing from the large smile.
“Do you want to sit down with me for a while?” You patted the empty seat of the park bench.
Feliciano nodded enthusiastically before taking his seat. You sat in silence for several minutes, enjoying the feeling of the warm sun on your exposed skin. Your Italian friend began to hum a whimsical tune as you b
Me And You: Male BelarusxReaderMore Like This
--"It's only right to think about the girl I stalk, each day and night."--
Nikolai watched from afar, constantly switching between admiring you and glaring at the people standing too close to you. Why did you spend your time with others anyway? It was obvious, to him at least, that you should be at his side.
Though you didn't grace him with your attention, you always had his. Soon, he told himself, you would think of him too.
--"I see you, you don't see me… you're walking and you look around, suspiciously."--
You shivered involuntarily, the feeling of being watched giving you goosebumps. Lately you felt as if invisibl
Howl: Male BelarusxReaderMore Like This
--"If you could only see…
the beast you've made of me."--
Nikolai muttered yet another Belarusian curse. Where had you disappeared this time? He couldn't stalk you-erm-protect you, if you always disappeared!
--"I howl when we're apart."--
Releasing a frustrated roar, Nikolai changed course. He ignored the flabbergasted (and frightened) faces of the people he pushed past. He would find you again.
--"Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack."--
Alois X Reader One-Shot: SecretsMore Like This
Remember(:
“ “ Means talking
‘ ‘ Means thought
It was after lunch time and you were helping one of the Timber with lunch clean up. He was the chef so he really didn’t have to clean up, only make food for dinner tonight. You were going to cleaning up the dinner table that Alois had already eaten on. You actually had a crush on the little devil of an Earl, of course you both couldn’t end up together because he was an Earl, and you were just a lowly maid. You first fell in love with him when he and his mysterious butler, which now you know his name was Claude, picked you up from the fil
PrussiaxDying!Reader - If I Die YoungMore Like This
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
You lay on the grass, looking up at the bright blue of the sky, the sunlight adding a glow to the white clouds. You have to squint to look at them, their brightness a little overwhelming for your eyes. Your arm makes a decent pillow as the other clutches a padded covered book to your chest, the grass, no doubt, staining your white summer dress. You don’t care. It’s not like little things like that matter in life, is it?
Your nails catch this light, the pearly colour you applied shining a little. You
Request!2P!JapanxReader ~ Just Give Me a ReasonRight from the startMore Like This
You were a thief, you stole my heart
And I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me, that weren't all that pretty
And with every touch you fixed them
Now you've been talking in your sleep oh oh
Things you never say to me oh oh
Tell me that you've had enough
Of our love, our love
(y/n) couldn’t help but fall in love with Kuro. Most people tended to stay away from him, but she somewhat felt drawn to him. She was drawn to his crazy obsession with tattoos, and his personality. She also loved his kisses ;). And she still does.
They’ve been in a relationship for a while now, and she
~Happy Birthday! Iceland x Reader~More Like This
“Iceland! Iceland! Open up! Rise and shine, sleeping beauty!” You call as you bang on the heavy door on the egg shell white house.
You and Iceland have been friends for quite a while. You don’t really remember how it happened, it just sort of…did. You were both bored and just became friends one day. You didn’t really care how it happened. You were just glad that you had him to count on.
“ICELAND! I’M NOT GIVING UP UNTIL-“
“OUCH!” called a muffled voice. You found the Icelandic boy holding his nose with both hands in frustration.
You had punch Iceland in the nose in your fit of r
2P!ItalyxReaderx2P!Romano: Contest for the Heart2P!Italy x Reader x 2P!Romano: Contest for the HeartMore Like This
You sighed in boredom, lazily lying on the comfortable bed as you played with the lacy hem of your long, lilac white sun dress. You started to wonder where the two brothers went to, since it was quite rare that Luciano went with Flavio, unless he did got pestered enough by his rather stylish and sassy brother. Sitting up slowly and groaning, you yawned and stretched slowly, craving for chocolates and maybe Italian food. Sluggishly walking out of the room, you were about to go down when you froze. You heard footsteps just as you were on top of the staircase.
………….But you were alone in the house. You haven’t even heard the door open.
Silently and swiftly grabbing a knife Luciano had left from the room, you slowly went downstairs, only to find…
“Flavio, what in the world are you doing here and when did you enter?”, you quic
2p!CanadaxReader: Enemies Part 1You pushed a swath of your (h/c) hair behind your shoulder and tried to ignore the weird looks you were getting from your classmates. Or, the people who would be your classmates soon. Ugh, why was it so hard being a mobster’s daughter? Always moving around, always having to worry about being kidnapped or shot... it sucked.More Like This
Anyways, here you were, the first day of starting at a new school. You were wearing the uniform, which you had never done before. Had a uniform to wear, that is. You weren’t the type of girl to not wear a uniform. In fact, you weren’t a rule-breaker at all. You liked how orderly school was, and the stabil
Agent!America x Dead!Sister!Reader: RevengeWarning: Contains strong language and violence.More Like This
Enjoy~
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He didn't usually get pissed off but this was personal. Alfred ran through the streets to the warehouse where he tracked down the killer's employer to. The very one that hired a hitman to kill him. The hitman didn't make it out but unfortunately took Alfred's little sister with him. Al's usual happy go-lucky attitude was gone now just like [name]. He made an abrupt stop when he wasn't too far from the warehouse. Taking a semiauto pistol from its holster, he shot down every guard he could see. After making sure the guards are dead he opened the door to only a crack to he could see inside. The inside seemed like a normal warehouse that stored tons off gas cylinders but there was a table in the middle with several sheets spread over it. Right next to the door were a few gas cylinders. Alfred pulled out a couple of what looked like metal pellets and stuck them onto the cylinders with their magnetic backs. He
Request!AmericaxReader ~ No Light, No LightYou are the hole in my headMore Like This
You are the space in my bed
You are the silence in between
What I thought and what I said
You are the nighttime fear
You are the morning when it's clear
When it's over, you're the start
You're my head and you're my heart
(y/n) sighed, sneaking a glance at the sleeping form beside her. Looking at him only made her heart hurt worse, but she couldn’t help it.
When she had first met Alfred Jones, he was a fun, carefree, loving person. Now, he was cold and indifferent. She had noticed the change when the had gotten married.
He seemed like he was all for the idea, until it actually happened.
Rin Okumura x Reader [2] SakuraMore Like This
You didn't know what exactly to do, it was the end of school and all...so you just went back to the True Cross Academy's dorms and hesitated whether or not you should return to your dorm...
You had nothing else to do...so...it was be logic to go back to your room right...? Yet when you pushed through people whispering in the halls of your dormitory and arrived to your room...A peculiar smell started to drift around in the air, and you knew exactly what it was.
You slammed open your door and picked up your roommate by her collar and growled,"Chryssa! How many times do I have to tell you not to experiment in our rooms! GO TO THE SCIENCE LAB F
.:ReaderXOuranTwins:. The Dare..:ReaderXOuranTwins:.More Like This
"Okay {f/n}." Your best friend uses that voice she has when she is up to something. She held dice in her hand. "You have to roll a number. Got it so far?" You nod. "Good. Whoever gets the highest number gets to tell the other person what to do." You chuckle. After watching two seasons of Naruto in one day, your friends can think of many things to do when they are bored.
"Fine." You say back, you really wanted your best friend to ask out her crush. She talks about him like he's everything. You laugh every time you think of the "crush"? He is no other then.... "Prince Tamaki!" You tried to contain your laughter when she told you. The Ouran Host Club wasn't your thing. Always full of rich prissy girls and boys who could be called strippers for all you care. They just make girls blush for money. Of course you still supported her. She was your best friend of course. "Let's get started!" You grasp the di
Grandpa Matchmaker GermanyxReader"(Name) I do not understand vhy you spend so much time here ven you could be out having fun with friends." You almost laughed at the usual statement that was your greeting upon entering the room of your main charge, Walthari Beilschmidt. The old man was so serious but you couldn't help but find him adorable. Ever since you'd started taking care of him at the nursing home you worked at, he'd treated you like his own granddaughter. And you loved him like he was your grandfather.More Like This
"I've told you before, Grandpa Germania," you said, calling him by the nickname you'd given him after you'd learned of his love for the long gone country. "I much pref
Grandpa Matchmaker 2 GermanyxReader"…Grandpa Germania…..Why would you ask me something like that?"More Like This
"Vell I'd like to know ven I can expect great-grandchildren."
"…………Ludwig and I aren't even officially a couple. How could we possibly be having sex already."
"I don't know vat kinds of things you young people get into. Don't most people have sex at your age?"
"Some of them, yes. But not us."
"Vell you should get on zat. I'm not getting any younger."
Ah, what lovely conversations you'd started having with Walthari ever since Ludwig had asked you out on a date.
You and Ludwig had now known each other for almost three months and had been on mult
America x Blind!Reader .:Eyes Closed:. FinaleMore Like This
The rest of the day was almost like a dream.
If you dropped into a pool on accident, America was there. If you slipped on a puddle, America was there. If you needed an intertube but couldn't get into it right, America was there. He just loved to play hero with you!
You were pretty sure that you liked him just a teensy bit. Okay, more than that. Normally you would tell him, but you just couldn't sum up the courage to. Why would America, the most popular guy in school, like a loser blind girl like you?
At about seven, right after the four of you finished your burger and fries dinner(the same thing you had for lunch), it was time to leave.
S
America x Blind!Reader .:Eyes Closed:. Part 4More Like This
Your mom tied the string to your black-and-white bikini firmly, making you wobble a bit.
"Are you sure you want to go, ______?" She asked a little nervously.
"Yeah mom, (bf/n) is going to. She'll help out." You let out a small 'hmph'. Your mom was always overprotective whenever you left the house to a place other than school.
"Alright, have fun. Stay out of any pools or waterslides with a deep one at the end." She kissed the top of you head and you heard her footsteps recede down the hall.
Feeling around your bed for your cover, you pulled it over your head and extended your arm out to the wall to leave your room. Unfortunately your pride
America x Blind!Reader .:Eyes Closed:. Part 3More Like This
"______. ______... ______!"
Your best friend shook you out of your daydream, and you imagined she looked worried. "Hey, are you okay? You've been out of it all day." The grip on your shoulder tightened. "Not to mention pretty much everyone in class has been staring at you nonstop. Did something happen while I was gone?"
They told. Those popular idiot boys told the whole school you were blind, and now you were going to get a sympathy parade from everyone.
Great, just great. Attention you don't want.
"It's nothing, nevermind." You muttered, leaning back in your seat.
There was no way you could tell (bf/n) what had happened the day before.
America x Blind!Reader .:Eyes Closed:. Part 2More Like This
America led you out to the courtyard. You stumbled and almost fell a few times. He was a pretty fast walker.
You heard England's hard-soled shoes tap along behind you, at a bit slower pace. He was grumbling a bit.
The sunshine warmed your face and you could tell the three of you were out there.
America linked his arm around yours with a grin you couldn't see.
Immediately the loud chatter stop, and you felt all eyes on you.
Your skin crawling, suddenly you regretted agreeing to hang out with America and England.
"Dudes, why'd the party stop?" America laughed and pulled you along.
England snickered.
Then the whispering started.
"Why is
America x Blind!Reader .:Eyes Closed:. Part 1More Like This
Your best friend wasn't at school today. You suspected she was at sick, but the reason didn't really matter. She wasn't. Here. You were sure you were going to die.
Eyesight was something you didn't have, and had never had. You were born blind.
After all these years you had definitely learned to cope since it was all you knew, but school was just... Something you couldn't deal with alone. All of the people, things to run into, projects, everything.
And what makes it worse is that no one but the teachers and your best friend knows. So basically, everyone just thinks you're a loner who doesn't know how to make eye contact or write properly.
Papa!RussiaxYoung!Reader- Part 5The more you lived there, the more you came to like Toris. He was kind to you… But then again, everyone was pretty kind to you. You had met Ivan's other sister with the large breasts, and you had also met Toris' friends, Eduard and Raivis. Although…. Every so often, all but one of the people you lived with would leave for about three or four days at a time. You asked Ivan, Natalia and Toris why but they would never tell you. Today was the day you would be left with Eduard. He wasn't your absolute favorite person in the house; he was tied with Raivis.More Like This
You ran to Ivan and hugged his legs, "Papa! Don't leave me here alone with Eduard!
Papa!RussiaxYoung!Reader- Part 4The man Natalia had addressed as 'Toris' studied your small face, then said, "She doesn't look like e-either of you……"More Like This
"She is not our biological daughter," Natalia sighed.
He nodded slowly, "B-but you and M-mister Rus-"
He was cut off by Natalia's sharp glare and he cowered slightly, "I mean you and Mister Ivan have a-agreed to raise her as h-her parents? T-together?"
A sigh came from Natalia and she closed her eyes, "I am not as crazy as you think Toris. In fact, I'm not crazy at all. I just love Big Brother and hope this experience will bring us closer together."
You were then set down in a chair and turned to see him nod ag
Papa!RussiaxYoung!Reader- Part 3You slowly came out of unconsciousness but kept your eyes closed. A hand was stroking you (h/l), (h/c) locks, probably still thinking you were asleep. At first you thought it was Ivan, that is, until you heard the person's voice.More Like This
"Brother was right," the voice was soft but sounded slightly cold, "This girl is cute. And she seems too sweet to steal him away from me."
Your eyes shot open to see the woman from before. Her face was above you, graced with a small smile. If you weren't so frightened of her, you would've thought she was pretty. You quickly squirmed away from her and fell out of the bed, slamming into the floor. The HARDWOOD floor.
Jaw-dropping news (PrussiaXPregnant Reader)Gilbert’s jaw just about hit the floor when you told him the big surprise. “Y-you’re not joking are you frau?” He asked, his red eyes wide. You glanced away from him, hoping his reaction could’ve been different.More Like This
“No, I’m not. Gil, we’re going to be parents.” You repeated, stroking his cheek as he continued to stare at you. As though the cogs in his brain had finally stopped whirring, a huge grin bloomed across his face. He crowed loudly and you jumped in shock.
“Don’t do that!” You told him, but he wasn’t listening as he was dancing around, kissing his fingers and
Prussia x Reader - FairytaleLyricsMore Like This
Flashbacks
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Years ago when I was younger
I kinda liked a girl I knew
She was mine and we were sweethearts
That was then, but then it's true
"Yo (Name)! The awesome me is here!" called out the self-proclaimed 12 year old Prussian, running up to you.
"Hey Gil!" you smiled back, eyes shining brightly, "What's up?"
"Oh, well, um…here…" he told you in a sort of low nervous-like tone, though you could only tell because you had known him for so long.
Your curious gaze went to his shaking hand, which held a bouquet of your favourite flowers.
"That's so sweet of you Gilbert! Thanks~!" yo
Popular!PrussiaxShy!Artistic!Reader~Request The halls were quiet. No sounds of squeaking shoes, shouts from the football team, talking and mumbles of the students, slamming lockers or the annoying giggling coming from the 'popular' girls. It was the only time of the day you really liked, and pretty much the only time you could actually focus of your work.More Like This
Scribbling down your finished sketch, taking a moment to admire your work, it wasn't long before some random girl snatched it and took a nice glance at it.
"Whose this supposed to be?" she laughed sarcastically, however you knew to all well she couldn't do any better.
"It's a drawing.." you replied, wishing you had the ability to
Pirate Prussia x Reader 14-FINALYou couldn't understand how you were still alive. You were anything but ungrateful but still you couldn't help but wonder how or why you were not trapped in that world. You could feel that Asmos beat you within millimeters of your life. You felt like you couldn't move on even though you wanted to go back to everyone. You finally accepted the fact that you were going to die.More Like This
You remembered once the watery like surface swallowed you, you sank then your body was shot out like you had wings and was speeding towards the sky. You couldn't see what was making you fly but you heard voices that were all too familiar: your parents and your old friends
HAPPY NEW YEAR PrussiaxReader HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!! hope you enjoy this little fan fic :3More Like This
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It was December 31st and I was chilling at home in my red pajama under shirt and black sweat pants watching CityTv NYE show, When out of the blue the phone rang.
"UURRGHH.....Hello?"
"OH MY GOD ______!!!! WHERE ZHE HELL ARE JOU MAN!!? ITS NEW YEARS!!!? ME, FRANCIS UND ANTONIO ARE COMING TO GET JOU UND WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A BIG PARTY AT THE CITYTV PLACE THING!!!! GET JOU'R ASS READY FRAU!!"
yes that was my boyfriend, we have been together now for a year, Gilbert was his name
Prussia x Reader - When She Loved MeThis = LyricsMore Like This
This = Flashbacks
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Gilbert lay on the couch, lonely and totally bummed out. 'This has been the best and worst day ever…' he thought to himself, memories he had locked deep within his mind all flooding back out.
When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful
Every hour we spent together, lives within my heart
"I've got you (Name)!" yelled the 6- year old self-proclaimed Prussian as he chased you along the grass, finally tackling you down.
"Fine!" you had said, pouting, before getting up, mood instantly brightening as you asked him what he wanted to play next.
The two of yo
Prussia x child!reader my little knight part 2 (7 years later)More Like This
You found out that you were the city Berlin, the capital of Germany. You became one of the most poplar cities in the world. You still lived with Prussia and Germany never seeing the world outside of Berlin. Today was different....
"Ciao Germany!" you hear an italian accent in the kichen. You went over there to see Italy,Romono,Prussia,Japan, and Germany. Italy spotted you first.
"Hi Berlin!" Italy shouted so everyone could hear.
"Hallo Italy." you whispered so only Prussia and Italy could hear.
"Hey Prussia vill you take her upstairs?" Germany asked Prussia. He nodded and took you upstairs.
"Prussia what is going on?" You asked him. You have only seen Japan and Romono once before and Italy twice. They come only at inprotant times.
"Vell we think the Allies might bomb Berlin." You felt your heart sink when he said that.
"So I might get hurt in this war?" He nodded "I will keep you safe in this war because you are my little knight"
Love Forever [PrussiaXReader]More Like This
Warning: Fluff...implied smut...maybe? *is shot* um..Prussia OOC-ness? *is shot again*
~.~.~
If he could only read her mind, she'd say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work, open a door for me, what would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
She was upset. Upset that it seemed like Prussia didn't have any time for her. He was always working or out drinking. She wondered if he'd even remember their anniversary (which was today). She wondered if she did something wrong that made him stay late at work. When ever he was home she would try anything to turn his head and it seemed like nothing was working. She could only hope t
Final Night - Prussia x ReaderPrussia x ReaderMore Like This
Final Night
♥
You ran. Your breath came in short gasps as you jumped over logs, ducked under branches, and dodged around trees. You didn't care if you fell. You just needed to not stay at that place. You needed to be there. Now.
Panting, your feet stopped and you were still. Your chest rose and fell as you stared around the clearing, mind clear and empty. You were relieved to be here, a fine, delicate and ornate set of old ruins the color of marble and pearl long forgotten about in the dense forest.
A man with messy silver hair sat on one of the ruins, a book open on his lap and a pen in his hand while the moonligh
England x Reader : Your NumberEngland x Reader : Your NumberMore Like This
Arthur groans in irritation at the sound of his ‘friends’ mocking him, taunting him at the fact that he was too much of a pussy to ask the girl of his dreams for her number.
“C’mon, you wimp!” Alfred said, smacking the Brit on his back a bit too hard, “Just go over to the babe, and be like, ‘Aye, girl, gimme them digits of yours’ and she’ll fall head over heels for you! She’ll give you her number in a heartbeat!” He said, gesturing towards (Name).
Arthur looked at him with a face that said that he’s an idiot. Scratch that, an utter dumbas
PrussiaxDying!Reader - If I Die YoungMore Like This
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
You lay on the grass, looking up at the bright blue of the sky, the sunlight adding a glow to the white clouds. You have to squint to look at them, their brightness a little overwhelming for your eyes. Your arm makes a decent pillow as the other clutches a padded covered book to your chest, the grass, no doubt, staining your white summer dress. You don’t care. It’s not like little things like that matter in life, is it?
Your nails catch this light, the pearly colour you applied shining a little. You
Last Leaf Bullied! Fem! Canada X Reader~If you should be the last autumn leaf,More Like This
Hanging from the tree,
I’ll still be here waiting on the breeze,
To bring you down to me~
The sight was almost always enough to bring you to tears. But you had to stay strong.
For her sake.
You sat next to her on the curb and wrapped your arm around her. Her choked sobs, made you sigh.
You were tired. Tired of this.
“What’s wrong with me, (Name)?” Matilda managed to get out in between her sobs.
You tilted her chin up so you could meet her gaze. Her cerulean eyes were puffy and red behind her thin glasses. You thought to yourself that eyes that magnificent didn’t des
Loved you once, Love you still... || SwitzxReaderMore Like This
The sounds of guns firing in the distance were frightening, even the yells from the Turkish and Switzerland soldiers were terrifying. This war, it had been going on for far too long, and yet, neither of the sides were going to give up. The ground was shaking from all of the bombs, and clouds of smoke filled the sky as screams of pain stopped to a halt. Everything just went in slow motion from then on out.
This war, it was all because of you.
Just because you had fallen in love with the enemy.
Sadiq Annan, your cousin, but who you thought of as a brother, was the one who declared it.
He had known of your feelings toward the opposing side&rsq
Regrets over and overRegrets over and overMore Like This
Angsty! England x Reader
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You tensed as you heard crashes coming from inside your shared apartment with your best friend Arthur Kirkland. You hurriedly jammed your own key into the door and let yourself inside taking care not to step onto the broken glass and stuff splattered on the floor. As you were making your way towards where he is going rampant, you gulp down nervously, thinking about what you were going to say to him when you see him eye to eye.
Since he wasn’t anywhere to be found on the first floor, you’d expect that he was in his room thrashing about. You head up to the second floor to see that the hallway was a mess from belongings littered in them. Slowly, you walked towards the doorway of Arthur’s room and peeked inside.
There, in the desolate mess he’s in he was handling a mirror in his hand and throws it harshly onto the floor as it breaks into a million pieces, shards flying here and there some
DmC: Dante X Reader ~ ThunderstormFor the past couple of days, a storm had been lingering around the city. It never left and was always brutal. Completely destroying the electricity in the city. You couldn’t get through the day with out having a complete bitch fit when the power died in your house when you had final reset everything back to its normal condition or time.More Like This
In the end you gave up, you got a bunch of warm blankets and stayed in your bedroom, candles lit everywhere, and you had plenty of books to read to get you through the night. No people, however. Your family didn’t live anywhere near you and with all the power cuts, you couldn’t call anyone
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“Defeating one tiny demon can't be all that hard. Dante just wants all the fame and glory for himself.” While kicking open the door to the large estate you immediately readied your gun for an attack. Everything seemed clam, not even the dust looked like it had been disturbed. “It figures. This place is so run down not even demons want to hang out here.” You cockily rested your gun on your shoulder and walked across the room with long confident strides. The ground shook beneath your booted feet. The shock wave was so strong it caused the ornate, glass chandelier above you to fall with an ear shattering crash t
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Reader's POV
Morning in Rome. The sun was up high in the sky, already approaching the heist point of its arc. It would only be a short amount of time before afternoon arrived. The sun's slightly slanted rays cast long dark shadows over the busy alleys beside your villa. The main street buzzed with activity as peddlers peddled their goods, servants and freemen haggled for food and products while important or rich people passed above in their litters. All in all it was a normal day in the busy city of Rome.
Currently you were enjoying some private time on the roof of your villa. Several years ago, the roof had been converted to a sort of balc
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Reader's POV
You stared out over the city, silently fretting to yourself. When you awoke that morning Heracles had been gone. That was normal so you didn't worry. But then, he didn't show up at breakfast like he usually did. You kept telling yourself it was nothing, but now it was late afternoon and he was still gone. You had decided though, that you wouldn't tell anyone. When questioned you told your father's wife that you had sent him on an errand. You could only hope he would be back by morning. If he wasn't... you would have to raise the alarm.
"_____?"
You turned quickly. "Oh, father! I didn't hear you come in," you said. You had been
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Reader's POV
From your side of the window, you sat petting Nera and stealing glances at Heracles out if the side of your eye. He was very handsome.
Ever since the first night you and him had talked on the window you had done it every night. You talked to him about anything and everything. From politics, to your feelings about your "friends" to the little weeds growing in the cracks of the roads. It had been a few weeks since the disastrous party, and since then your father had allowed the ball and chain to remain off to show his gratitude.
Tonight, Heracles was sitting with his legs hanging from the window and leaning back on his hands eve
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Greece's POV
Heracles stood boredly outside his mistresses room as she dressed inside. She was supposed to be going to a party after she finished getting dressed. He didn't know what he was going to be doing yet. Most likely the master would put him to work in the library. Since the man had found that Heracles had secretarial skills as well as hard labor skills he had been using him in the library when _____ didn't need him.
The man with graying blond hair that Heracles recognized as the master of the house walked in his direction and he quickly bowed his head. The master stopped in front of him so Heracles lifted his gaze slightly, waiting
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Reader's POV
The sun was slowly creeping up the next time you opened your eyes. It seemed to be time to be up and at the day. After all, to be awake was to be alive. Anyone who did not get up at the brink of dawn (excluding sick people) would be considered either lazy, or a drunken fool. Sleeping in was a very bad idea in Rome.
You threw your feet off your bed and yawned as you stood, stretching out your arms. Heracles was already gone. No surprise there. The day always started early for slaves, and he did have a few things he had to do besides your commands.
Cassia, the young slave girl who helped you dress slid silently into the room. Y
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There was a tiny crack in the ceiling. Or at least, you were pretty sure it was a crack. In the dark it was kind of hard to tell. You drummed your fingers boredly on top of your stomach. There seemed to be a celebration of some kind going on in one of the neighboring villas. It was only a slight murmuring sound being created by the party goers, but the slight glow from the torches kept you awake. That's what you decided to think at least. But the glow was so soft it was hard to believe that it could be what was keeping you awake. In fact, the moon was much brighter than that light.
You turned over onto your side, disturbing Vesuvias who jumped off your bed with a loud thump and flopped onto his side, promptly sticking his foot in the air to run his rough tongue over it. You wrinkled your nose at him.
Slowly the creature lowered its leg and looked up at your window. You allowed your gaze to follow his as you noticed the shadow occupying the hole in your wal
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Greece's POV
Heracles sighed as he ran his hand along the back of one of his mistress' cats back. The cat he was doting on today was the cat named Vesuvias, a heavy, round ball of white fur with brilliant blue eyes, and a docile personality. Despite his heaviness, the cat was actually a lot like a sack of potatoes when lifted, and liked nothing more than to be loved on, and to have a warm lap to occupy. Well, he really loved to eat too.
Ra screeched, causing Heracles to sigh and set Vesuvias aside. It seemed Ra needed to use the bathroom again. If anything was true about these cats, it was that they were well trained and very smart. Truthfu
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Reader's POV
Why did life have to be so boring? You seemed to mull over that question every day. As the youngest daughter of a senator of Rome there was little to nothing that was not available to you. Though you enjoyed having anything you wanted, you also found that you quickly ran out of things that interested you and grew bored.
This alarmed your father to no end. You were the child of his old age after all, and he loved you even more than he had loved the young woman who had been your mother. That was probably partially because she had died shortly after you were born. His first wife had also died, leaving him with a son and a daughte
My Hetalian boyfriend || Human!Prussia x ReaderMore Like This
“Maybe I'm not Prussia but I'm still awesome!”
These words will be always in your mind. Those spoken syllables belonged to no other than your boyfriend Gilbert, who was just like you a Hetalian. Surprising fact is, that he and the character Preußen were like twins; looked like the same, acted like the same and so on and so forth.
The first time you laid your eye on him you thought that he was just a very fucking damn good cosplayer but it turned out that he was just a random albino who loved Hetalia as much as you did.
Life and its surprises, huh?
But when you compared those two you always saw how different Gilbert was:
He wore t
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"What have I done to deserve this?" He ask coughing up bits of blood staining the color tile floor. "You have been committing crimes that go far beyond Acre's history, I hope the next will not do the same.." a female voice replies before she brings out a feather and smeared it across his neck. "You will regret this woman..you will die from the hands of m-my brothers.." was his last words as his eyelids drop and the female prayed for him. "Rest in peace." She quickly made her escape and rode off towards Masyaf.
Your POV
After walking through the Assassin headquarters, you felt many eyes on your figure. Y
2p!America x Bartender!Reader - TroublemakerA/N: Warning, some swearing, and drinking, This is also a song fic. Song : Troublemaker by Olly Murs ft. Flo Rida I dont own anything but the plot line. Enjoy!More Like This
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~You're a troublemaker
You're a troublemaker...
You ain't nothing but a troublemaker, girl~
You were an average girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair and vibrant (e/c) eyes. Everyone liked being around you. You were always good for a laugh. But, where ever you went, trouble was bound to follow you. And that's why your friend Allistor hired you at his bar. He liked trouble. As did a certain dark haired American that walked in one nig
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[Reader Insert with Scotland, Prussia, America, Denmark, and 2P!England]
Rating: PG 15+. Might be raised in later chapters.
Summary: [y/n] finds herself feeling a lot like little Alice when she fell into the rabbit's hole. She is no longer in control of her life and it's up to her closest friends to help her break away from her new Master's claws. Friendship turns to a blooming love, one that might just help [y/n] gain her freedom.
Categories: Drama, Romance, Horror.
Warnings: Minor blood and slight violence.
Chapter 3; Situations
The next thing sh knew, [y/n
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[Reader Insert with Scotland, Prussia, America, Denmark, and 2P!England]
Rating: PG 15+. Might be raised in later chapters.
Summary: [y/n] finds herself feeling a lot like little Alice when she fell into the rabbit's hole. She is no longer in control of her life and it's up to her closest friends to help her break away from her new Master's claws. Friendship turns to a blooming love, one that might just help [y/n] gain her freedom.
Categories: Drama, Romance, Horror.
Warnings: Minor blood and slight violence.
Chapter 2; Coma
[y/n] groggily opened her eyes, wo
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[Reader Insert with Scotland, Prussia, America, Denmark, and 2P!England]
Rating: PG 15+. Might be raised in later chapters.
Summary: [y/n] finds herself feeling a lot like little Alice when she fell into the rabbit's hole. She is no longer in control of her life and it's up to her closest friends to help her break away from her new Master's claws. Friendship turns to a blooming love, one that might just help [y/n] gain her freedom.
Categories: Drama, Romance, Horror.
Warnings: This is in an AU. The countries are still countries, of course, and Reader is a country/capital as well. You can pick
Gay For Him (FrancexReader)((My first France RI! :D I’m so proud of myself! XD))More Like This
You walk quickly and quietly, avoiding being seen by anyone by hiding in the trees. Damn, can’t you guys sit still or something?
What were you doing?
Well…you were stalking, ahem, I meant following Matthew Williams and Francis Bonnefoy for Kiku. (yup he’s gonna be the mastermind for all of these, except his version of course XD)
Why, you ask? I think you already know dudes. (Arthur: Git! Stop breaking the fourth wall!)
They finally stopped walking and sat down on of the benches. Finally! They only had a moment of privacy though, since Toni, Al and Matthias app
Lonely: Police!ArthurXReader"Just come home safely, okay?"More Like This
______ asked. I looked towards my lovely wife of two years, and cracked a smile.
"I promise, love. I'll come home, safe and sound, just like I always do."
Before I turned to leave out the front door, I gave ______ a deep, and passionate kiss. And she gladly returned the favor. After a while, I grabbed my cap, and took my leave. I got into my car and drove to the office.
~Timeskip~
"-and then, this dude came up to me with a gun, only it was a fake gun, but I didn't know so I brought my gun out, scaring him to death! I mean, literally, he began shaking and crying and begging me not to shoot him. So I-"
"Alf
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_______ woke up to the loud creaking of a ship. She reluctantly opened her eyes and found herself sleeping on a bed, in a cabin, with a pile of gold on one side of her and a desk with maps and more gold on the other side. There was only a bit of light streaming from the windows behind _______, so she suspected it to be evening time. She rubbed her eyes and saw her corset laying on the floor beside her. Her dress was dusty, teared in some places, and her hair had escaped it’s bonds and hung in wide pin curls. Arthur was nowhere to be see and she heard no yelling from outside the cabin. _______’s stomach growled, since she hadn
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What was she to do? ‘Quick _______, think of something’ She thought to herself looking around the cabin desperately. She didn’t want to go home just yet, not when there was so much adventure out there. Think, think, think, think, aha! Then it hit her, _______ hid a dagger in her boot and decided to practice her acting.
“Oh my goodness! Is someone out there? Please help me!” _______ cried in the most pitiful voice she could muster. Suddenly the door flew off it’s hinges and landed flat on the floor. A man in a red uniform holding a musket stood in the doorframe, with his chest puffed out and a scowl on h
King!GermanyxMaid!Reader: StiffMore Like This
“Your majesty?” You opened the door slightly. “You wanted to see me?” You had been working as a maid in the castle for five years and had been appointed as the King’s personal maid. You found yourself lucky. The King you served was very fair and never raised a hand against you or any of the other maids. You were happy doing your job for your King.
King Ludwig turned to face you as he heard you come in. “Ah (Name) there you are.” His blonde hair was pushed back perfectly and for once he wasn’t wearing his red velvet and gold crown. You spotted the crown sitting on his bedside table and his jac
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"So...hot."
The words left your rather chapped lips as you stared up at the torrid, blinding sun positioned directly above you. Beads of sweat trickled down your fevered like forehead as the sunglasses you had bought for a dollar ninety eight at the drug store across the street slipped slightly down the bridge of your nose, revealing the blinding rays shining down from the sky to your squinted (e/c) orbs. You gave a rather annoyed grunt, shifting in the lawn chair you had been sitting in for hours to look towards the three men sitting next next to you, bearing through the uncomfortable scorching summer afternoon.
Antonio shifted his emerald
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[A/N: Mentions of PTSD/gun violence/death. If that triggers you, feel free to leave.]
It’s dark in the room where I sit. Oh, it’s white and pristine and brightly-lit, but there’s not much else to remark on. Sometimes I see him, see his blood on the walls, hear the cacophonous echo of the gunshot. I remember that it was my life for his. That makes this room darker than the blackest moonless night.
They don’t let me out to see his grave on his birthday. They don’t let me out at all. I just want to go home and mourn.
That night was beautiful - clear, dry, pleasantly cool, and starry. We ate dinner at a small cafè
Child!Austria x Neko!Reader- You and Me TogetherMore Like This
"I'm back!"
The two words you had heard so often traveled upstairs from what had sounded to be the front entrance, the wooden door slamming shut as if on queue. This had awoken you from your current afternoon slumber, causing your rather heavy, torpid (e/c) orbs to open the slightest bit. You instantly recognized who the young sounding voice belonged to, which made you stir on the warm, newly washed comforter you had decided to rest upon not hours before. The shout had belonged to no other than Roderich Edelstein, the eight year old child who had just gotten back from his daily scheduled routine of school. He had left at about nine that morn
Memories of War- Request- SwitzerlandxReaderMore Like This
.:Switzerland:.
War is not good. War creates many scars that will forever haunt our pasts.
.:Switzerland:.
It was already silent when Switzerland signaled tot he other men to be still. He crept into the entryway of an alley, with his prepared bolt-action rifle. Switzerland saw nothing in the darkness, but still, he thought he heard a quiet whisper. He heard some scuffling on the right wall, "Hey, who's there?!"
Switzerland's voice echoed in the alleyway, but there was no answer. Further away, he could hear the sounds of the retreating enemies, with their bullets and grenades. "Mister Switzerland," a commanding officer said to him, "It's prob
Market Meeting- SpainxReaderMore Like This
.:Spain:.
Dodging another shopper, you murmured a short, "Sorry!" before you kept on walking. You bit your lip as you looked towards the outdoor markets that was overflowing with people. "Oh joy..." You whispered to yourself, allowing you hair to flip in the warm wind. You didn't exactly want to go shopping today, at all. Today was Market Day, though, and all the best products were showcased today.
And since you had run out of some of your favorite food during the week, you needed to stock up again. Clutching the cloth shopping bags and piece of paper with you shopping list on it tighter, you took a deep breath in before heading towards the m
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“Ludwig, come on,” you groaned when Ludwig would continually ignore you, poking his cheek in annoyance. His grunt of playful annoyance was the only indication of him being awake, “Get up and off your sexy ass already and go check up on the baby... And don't even TRY combing your hair, it looks more attractive right now...”
Ludwig chuckles softly at you in his pretend sleep, deciding to just encase you in his strong arms and buff chest to keep you from moving. You frowned at your husband and the sounds of your darling child calling for you and Ludwig, the sleepy parents, from the nursery room. Ludwig merely gave a faint smirk, still with his eyes closed.
Sleepily, you said to Ludwig again, “Please Ludwig, it's your turn to check on the baby...”
Ludwig lifted one of his eyelids to allow his striking blue eyes to stare at you, a smirk playing up on his face, “Vhy should I, mädchen?”
You rolled your eyes at Ludwig's pl
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.:America:.
"Alfred, come on," you groaned when Alfred would continually ignore you, poking his cheek in annoyance, "Get up and off your sexy ass already and go check up on the baby..."
Alfred smirked faintly in his pretend sleep, deciding to just encase you in his strong arms and buff chest to keep you from moving. You frowned at your husband and the sounds of your darling child calling for the sleepy parents from the nursery room.
Sleepily, you said to Alfred again, "Please Alfred, it's your turn to check on the baby..."
Alfred lifted one of his eyelids to allow his piercing blue eyes to stare at you, "Why should I, babe?"
You rolled your e
Germany X Reader AccentsYou were in your friend, Ludwig's home. You were lying in a comfortable position on his couch, and he was next to you, reading. Boring~More Like This
"Hey...Ludwig...." You mumbled as you stared towards your currently boring friend. He glanced up from his book.
"Vhat...?" You let out an unheard giggle from the sound his accent.
"Make me a sammich." He closed his book, knowing you wanted attention.
"...you mean a sandvich...right?" You shot up from your comfortable spot.
"Did you just cuss?!" He raised an eyebrow. "You just....said....b-b...bitc-!!"
"I DID NOT!" You laughed. You knew Ludwig was strictly against cussing and...oh wow!
"You did, you did
America X Reader- Don't Leave Me Alone"MOVIE NIGHT, MOVIE NIGHT!" You and your best friend, Alfred, hollered as you two fist pumped the air. You dragged him inside your home and he let himself collapse on your couch. He threw his sleeping bag to the side, pumped he was finally (and with parent's permission!) allowed to spend the night at your house after so much begging to your parents. Apparently he annoyed them so much they said yes, not wanting to deal with him anymore.More Like This
"So, what movie did you bring??" You curioisly asked in glee. He tossed you the movie which you (surprisingly) caught. "Child's Play~!" You read ominously. "You're kidding, right?"
He shook his head. You let
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This is written from Romano's point of view. I highly recommend listening to the song while you read this. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oO0zvC6PhV8
Softly we tremble tonight,
Picture perfect fading smiles are all that's left in sight.
I said I'd never leave, you'll never change
I'm not satisfied where I'm at in life..
A sharp crack resounded throughout the room as I stood glaring at (name). Her eyes were so soft, so inviting, yet distant. She bent down to try to pick up the pieces of the picture frame I just threw. Our smiling faces shown back, mocking me.. We had been happy once, but now, everything had just.. Changed.
"Romano, you didn't have to break it," she whispered softly.
My hand angrily clentched the small silver object lodged in between my fingers as my body began to shake with rage.
"You didn't have to break my heart.." I retorted spitefully.
She turned to me, beautiful eyes welling with tears. "Romano, I can't do this a
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The tarantula neared you, forcing you to leap back. "GET AWAY, PEDRO THE TARANTULA!!" The spider neared you ever so slowly then 'chomp!' Your eyes widened in what just happened....sure there was a piece of sausage on Pedro's head, but that wasn't an excuse for Steve to eat Pedro! "Steve! WHY?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Steve turned, and continued to munch on Pedro. Tears welled into your eyes....you and Pedro had some good times together..like...the time when....okay, you had no good times with Pedro, but he didn't deserve to die like this!
You choked back a sob. "RUSSIA, SPAIN, JAPAN, ICELAND, ROMANO,
Just the way you are || 2P!Fem!Prussia x Reader“I don't like long hair”More Like This
“I like my hair being short”
“Long hair is just disturbing”
Everytime when you asked Maria about her hair she would give you these three answers.
Every. Fucking. Time.
Beside her younger sister Anna, she was the only female with short hair and others thought it would be funny to bug her because of it.
A sigh escaped the pale lips as she starred at the mirror's reflection in front of her.
Short boyish and nearly white hair, bangs falling messily just a little bit over her left eye, deep, dull blood-red eyes and a scare gracing her right cheek, huge and rough resembling of war.
Was sh
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“Lovino, come on,” you groaned when Lovino would continually ignore you while facing away from you, poking his cheek in annoyance, “Get up and off your sexy ass already and go check up on the baby, ragazzo...”
Lovino scoffed faintly in his pretend sleep, deciding to just hug your back and bury his face in your shoulder. His warm breath tickled so you frowned at your husband, as you blushed, and the sounds of your darling child calling for you and Lovino, sleepy parents, from the nursery room.
Sleepily, you said to Lovino again, “Come on, Lovino, it's your turn to check on the baby...”
Lovino lifted one of his eyelids to allow his keen amber eyes to stare at you, a smirk playing up on his olive complexion, “Why should I, ragazza?”
You rolled your eyes at Lovino's stubborn banter, deciding to immediately step up Lovino's motivation towards getting out of the warm pillows, cocoon of blankets and your hot body tempera
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1. Know what you're writing.
It's easy to get off track while you're writing. Thus it's always a good idea to know what you're writing. As soon as you have a good grasp on what your story is about, you'll find yourself writing quicker. This includes the main plot, a majority of the subplots, and where all the vital plot points are going to be.
2. Know what inspires you and stay around it.
Now this doesn't mean that you should go through an entire personal evaluation. It just means to keep track of where you get inspired and what caused the inspiration. For some, it could be listening to music of some sort, while for others, it could be w
You'll be in my Heart England X Child!ReaderMore Like This
_______ ran as fast as her small skinny legs could take her. Her face was stained with frightened tears, clothes were in tatters, and her hair was clumped together by bits of dried mud. How long had _______ been on the run? Even she couldn't tell you. As a new country, she was constantly being chased by bigger nations. Most of them thought her culture and population strange and they picked on her for that. Had they no mercy? Apparently not. She looked behind her as she kept running, a group of men with pitiful weapons cursed and ran after her. Suddenly, _______ felt herself bump into someone and she fell back. Her eyes traveled up the tall
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_______ sat upright in bed, cold sweat dripping down the side of her face. Lightning flashed purple and the booming thunder followed. She sighed and threw off the silk covers, ‘Just another damn nightmare’, she thought and walked over to her balcony window. ______ loved storms, she loved rain, she loved pretty much anything wild and free. Being the princess and heir to the throne of England, she was expected to be everything but free. It was going to be her 19th birthday in a couple of days also meaning that her stepmother was going to marry her off to some suck up noble’s son and bare children. She shuddered furiously
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I'm in front of your room door,
The strawberry blond killer allowed himself a giggle as he eagerly walked to the room you'd looked yourself in. Your attempt to get away amused him; surely you knew you couldn't hide from him.
He lightly rapped his knuckles against the firm, wooden door. Even when killing, Artie was always a gentleman. "Oh, _____." He crooned. "Let me in, please."
His grin widened as he imagined your trembling form hiding somewhere, silently screaming.
Ah, how the strawberry blond coveted this little game of cat and mouse.
I'm coming in,
I won't ask for permission,
You heard his fist hit the door as he called for you. Like hell you'd let him in!
But you were so confused. He'd been perfectly normal at the world meeting, when he invited you over for tea. But when you got to his house, he was a completly different person; he had strawberry blond hair and blue eyes and he was baking
Your Poetry SucksYes, roses are redMore Like This
And violets are blue
But you have to understand
Who said they had to,
Its about imagination
Emotion and orignality
Not the reiteration
Of dead men's practicality
These words,
They are your sentence
To a world that has to listen
As you create the difference
Whether it be
With angst poem against love
Or how you set your heart free
To fly like a dove,
For these words
Whether or not they be true
Their beauty and ideals
Will be used to define you,
So yes,
Hope ,in fact, has feathers
And like a caged bird it sings
But these words will only be tethers
That strip you of your wings,
Those are their words
Meant for their time
And me
Prussia X Baby!Reader I'll Survive With You Ch. 1Red colored orbs snapped open at the sound of someone banging at his front door. Gilbert groaned, groggily rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he rolled out of bed. Blinking a few times to focus his surroundings, he turned to his clock, which read 2:47 A.M. Gilbert smacked his cheek. "Why me..." Using the bed for support, Gilbert lifted himself up to his feet, heading toward the door.More Like This
Swinging it open, Gilbert half muttered to himself. "What do you want..." A small wail at his feet shocked him. He looked down, seeing a small child, looking no more then ten months old. Short (h/c) swept across her smooth cheeks, looking like silk. She stopped crying for a second, opening her eyes. Gilbert gasped: they were the most beautiful shade of (e/c) he had ever seen.
Kneeling down, Gilbert nervously picked up the girl, making her calm down immediately. She looked up at him, crimson hue meeting that hypnotizing (e/c).
In the light pink blanket she was wrapped up in, Gilbert saw a faded envelo
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Take away this life I've made.
I won't let the shame and guilt
Ruin everything I've built.
I won't let being wrong
Stop me from being strong.
I won't let sorrow and pain
Resurrect the demons that I've slain.
I won't let ugly spite
Tell me that I'm not right.
I won't let the dark past
Make my endless hurt last.
I won't let this noose
Leave me hanging loose.
I won't let the world win;
My life is only just about to begin.
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That is what Al is feeling at the moment as he stared at you with his red eyes. He still couldn’t believe at how a traumatizing situation like that was able to bring you to such lengths of joy and purity, it’s unthinkable! Impossible, well, it was what he had thought until he met you.
Al usually never holds respect for someone like you, someone so innocent and happy, he usually hated people like that because he never got the chance to have joy except for when he killed people, but even then he wasn’t truly happy. He’d never admit it but he envied your strength and joy, he had lived a harsh life as well growing up bu
Natsu Does Not Approve (1/5)HII ITS MEE okay, I created another fanfic (yippee) it's a pretty simple plot, but this is kind of more of an exercise to keep in touch with the real Natsu and Lucy. (creating a gender bent fanfic takes a lot of remembering of Natsu and Lucy's characteristics xD) Anyway enjoy this, it's also a series but it'll probably only be like. . . 5 chapters. Yeah. THIS IS A NALU FANFIC, JUST JUST SO YOU KNOW.More Like This
It was a perfectly normal day in Magnolia. The bright sun was at its peak in the cloudless sky, and the cool breeze gently flowed through the grassy plains and leaves. The merchants in booths were selling items that were perfect for spring; handcrafted flower pots, straw baskets, even butterfly nets. Children were on the fields, blowing bubbles everywhere. One kid squealed when a bubble landed on her nose and popped. Couples were leaning against the trees, just taking in the beautiful view. The sweet aroma of blossoms filled the air. Lucy Heartfilia lifted her head and breathe
Sta.sh
