Courtship. - America x Reader.You met him on a cloudy day in the marketplace. The sky looked as if it was about to rain, or call out with thunder and spark through the dark. A large light cracked through the sky, and you flinched from the sudden sound - but there was someone more frightened.
"That scared me peeless!" You giggled at that new term as the rain started to pour. "Lady! You're going to catch a cold!" You waved him off, signaling it would be okay.
"I'm (Name)! And you?"
"Alfred F. Jones! The Hero!" You laughed. There was no such as a hero. "Your dress is swapping the floor! It's going to get dirty!"
"It's alright," you sigh. "These dresses and high heels are all disguises."
"Disguises?" Alfred was confused.
"I'm the daughter of an affluent businessman and all he does is work. Of course these dresses and high heels are disguises. We are humans after all, aren't we?" Alfred nodded, light bulb lighting on top of his head. "I have to go! Bye, Alfred!"
"Bye!" He could have swear that was the most gorgeous and
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Your parents then looked at the both of you and asked "What is going on?!" Alfred walked over to you and gripped your shoulders in a tight hug and replied "[y/n], me, and a buddy of ours are going on a date". They were confounded at what they were hearing but shrugged it off and set the date.
'Oh dear lord, what have I gotten myself into?'
And it continues … again ….
Soon, Saturday came in the blink of an eye! You were nervous considering you've never been on a "real" date before. You went out with some friends that were guys in the past but there was never anything serious.
You decided to set your alarm at 6am since you figured it was a "date" you could at least attempt to look nice. You pulled out the last dress you had (since you only owned 2 and already wore the other one). It was a nice simple dress, that buttoned up from the waist to the hem of the collar. The dress was white
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'What is he blushing for? Also, his face is like a bright tomato...' You were curious enough to stare at him.
"W-Why are you looking...?" he stuttered nervously.
"Nevermind. Let's go back to work."
Later after that, Arthur arrived at the photo shoot. He was all set, there's no need for him to do make up or any outfit changes, he was already look that good. Your eyes had been stuck on him while making different poses. Arthur CAN be hot too.
"Hello __~" Arthur greeted you cheerfully.
"Hi." you said.
"Are you tired?" Arthur questioned.
"I see, good to hear." thus, he smiled.
'Ah, so cheesy!!! It gives me goosebumps!!!' Alfred got irritated again. Sceneries kept happening like that in the set, it was driving Alfred mad. He was doing his work by himself while you were working with Arthur on the other side. His close photographer-friend asked him why Alfred's eyes were glued on the two and growing some sort of "Russian aura." He wanted to say the truth yet
Kidnapped? (EnglandxReader - Lemon) ~Chapter 2~.........................................This pisses me off. Why didn't I save this! I lost what I typed.... Now I must rewrite it... T.TMore Like This
You sigh in defeat as you slump backward into the chair. These thoughts were running through your head and it was annoying you like hell.
"I've always wanted you *name*."
Just that one line made your face heat up like a cherry. You tilted your head to the side to cover it, but it was no use. You hear England speak quietly, "Heh. *Name*, don't hide your blush from me. It is only me of course." He then starts laughing lowly.
Who was this man? Where was the gentleman that you once knew? The England who loved drinking tea with you, or reading to you. The man who always somehow set the kitchen on fire? That man was now replaced by a 'France' in disguise. England was now slightly perverted sounding. Especially since you were chained to a chair. He probably thought it was kinky or some bullshit.
Just has you were thinking theses thoughts, you we
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Can I have some comments people? *cricket sounds* Oh well worth a try >.
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"No!" you cry as you bolt upright from your bed. You look at the clock on your bedside table and notice that it's 4:38 AM. "Just a dream," you say and sigh in relief. You wipe the sheen of cold sweat from your forehead. You dreamt that Feli, your best friend, had gone into a mysterious mansion with your other friends and had encountered an extremely hostile monster that trapped them in there. It was a part of a recurring dream: you had had it several times, each being a different point in time. All of them were in that mansion. This time your point of view was directly behind Feli. You were forced to watch as your friends all died before your eyes. Towards the end of the dream, you could feel Feli's desperation to protect them and his despair at not being able to. He was utterly alone, and that's when the monster struck. It raised its nasty, hairless arm and slashed downwards toward Feli. You ran towards him screaming, and that's when you woke up. One of the things that really sticks i
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Soon enough it was around ten o'clock, and I had found myself bored to death. I wasn't even in the mood to watch any more TV… I didn't really want to from the start. My mind was completely set on the whole 'hand-cuffed-with-my-crush' thing. I sighed out loudly.
"(name), sorry about that… Would you like to take a walk?"
"Wha- but… that's just embarrassing!"
"It'll be fine, just trust me, won't you?"
I let my eyes wander off to the blank walls of the room, but from the corner of my eye, I can see Arthur putting on a serious face. Surprised, I gaze into Arthur's eyes, and he remains still and silent. His eyes were green. Green like a tropical forest in utopia. Or maybe the green from a familiar fairytale I heard long ago about the Wizard of Oz… Either way, his eyes just mesmerize me, and as soon as his eyes lock onto yours, you can't simply look away.
"I suppose… Yeah, why not?"
England x Blind!Sick!Reader - Rain - Final Arthur sat in his study, head rested on the desk. There was no hope. The doctor's couldn't help. He looked up at his tea cup blankly and stirred the spoon around. You were already in bed. Have been for a couple hours.More Like This
The Brit sat up straight and began to dig furiously through his drawers when he pulled out an old, worn out leather book. It was his old Dark Magic book full of healing spells and such. He thumbed through the pages, eyes scanning for key words. He finally stopped, and read furiously down the page. He found it. The cure. He would have jumped up and danced around in joy if he weren't a gentleman.
"Mint!" he called out excitedly. The odd green mammal appeared in fron of him.
"Look! I can save her!" Arthur held up the book, smiling ear to ear. "I can save ________! She won't be blind or sick anymore! Why didn't I think of this before?!"
Mint bunny scanned the page, then looked up sadly at Arthur, "Her memory will be wiped. The spell
England x Reader - Arcades (Request)"…Why did you guys drag me here again?" you asked your friends, tapping your foot impatiently against the floor.More Like This
"Because we needed someone to keep track of the scores so the loser has to treat us to dinner later." replied (Friend 1), still pressing buttons on her controller, not even looking away from the screen for one second.
"Even so, why me? You know I hate arcades." you continued complaining, very unsatisfied with their answer.
"Cuz' everyone one else was busy." said (Friend 2), somehow able to play with one hand and eat chips with the other at the same time.
"There's nothing for me to do here though…"
"Here (Name), you can play too. There's room for one more player." (Friend 3) called out.
"…Nevermind, I'll just watch." you replied, while your friends kept on screaming "Die alien, die!"
"Oh yeah dude! I win again!" you heard from behind you.
'Ugh, and this is why I hate arcades, everything's too loud!' you thought exasperatedly, but decided to see who was yelling anyway, not eve
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"I-I'm sorry!" A [h/c] haired girl yelled.
"[Name] do you know how long it took me to get enough money to buy this!?" He yelled, holding up his laptop.
"N-no....but I said I was sorry! It was an accident!" You yelled back.
"How the bloody hell do you accidentally break a laptop screen!?"
"B-But I was us-"
Arthur sighed and started rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"You know what, [Name]? Maybe you should just go home."
He glared at you.
"I said go!"
You stepped back with wide eyes as you stared at him in shock.
You stomped to his door.
You turned around towards him with tears streaming down your face.
He looked at you with wide eyes.
"Don't ever call me! Don't talk to me anymore, you stupid asshole! I hate you!" You yelled as you slammed the door.
Arthur put his hands in front of his face and fell to the floor.
"What have I done?"
The next morning you woke up with tear stains on your face.
You went to look in
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It had been exactly twelve years to the day since the twin towers had collapsed into a heap of glass and rubble, leaving the residents of New York City in a twisted, overly panicked state that not one person could seem to calm. Twelve years to the day since almost three thousand innocent people had perished in the same buildings that had fallen, along with the planes that had caused them to crash.
It had been twelve years.
So how was it that Alfred could still hear their confused screaming? Their crying pleas for help as the smoke from the crash wafted into their lungs, causing their breath to come out in raspy huffs for the air that had since escaped them? And had it really been that long since the incident, or had it simply happened the other day? For the American, it hadn't felt as long as it has been. All of these questions had been swarming around in his mind since the moment he had awoken that dreary morning, the thoughts as muggy and humid as the heated day the event h
AmericaxReader: TutorThere he was, the so called 'idiot' who was amazingly popular. You sneered at the thought and remained focused on your textbook. Even though it was lunch you needed to spend every moment possible studying for the History test you had next period. You sighed when the blonde and his group laughed loudly.More Like This
The idiot blonde you were annoyed by was none other than the self-proclaimed 'hero' Alfred F. Jones. He was the school's perfect boy. Everyone loved him. That is, everyone except you. You were annoyed how he acted like an innocent idiot when in reality he was one of the smarter people in the school. You saw right past his act and definitely didn't like it. Since you were on the student council you were allowed to look up information on him, such as his current and past grades.
"Are you alright, love?" You snapped out of your thoughts and glanced at Arthur, who was sitting beside you. You blushed momentarily and shook your head.
"With all that staring people might start to think you like
AmericaxReader: Only You -Envy-"________, can I come over?" You blinked at Alfred's words over the phone but smiled at the thought of seeing your best friend.More Like This
"Sure!" Happiness flooded through your body and you found yourself contemplating on what to make for dinner. You knew that you would need a lot of it since Alfred was the one visiting. You happily marched over to the kitchen and started to prepare fried chicken. You knew that it was one of Alfred's favorites and you could make it pretty darn well.
"Is it alright if I bring my girl?" Your heart felt like a million needles pricked as he uttered those words. His girlfriend absolutely hated you and sneered mean comments to you whenever Alfred turned his back. You absolutely despised her but didn't want to hurt Alfred. You were still sane for his sake.
"Uh sure, Al." He gave you an excited goodbye before hanging up. You were happy that he wasn't in front of you. In all honesty you were getting sick of having to force a smile whenever he mentioned her. You coul
AmericaxReader: All Worth ItYou rubbed your pregnant stomach in boredom as you glared across the room at your husband, Alfred F. Jones. He was currently going on about how great McDonalds was and how Arthur was always calling him fat. Your patience wasn't the very best these days. Not to mention that it was getting late and you hadn't managed to take a nap during the day.More Like This
"It's just muscle!" Alfred exclaimed, pulling his shirt up to expose his chiseled stomach. You gave a hearty laughed before rolling over slightly to lay on your side and closing your eyes. The American quieted down for a few moments and you heard the bed creak. You opened an eye to see his brilliant sky blue eyes looking down at you. His lips were in a bright smile. Alfred lowered his body down next to yours and he kissed your forehead.
"Sorry, babe. Am I annoying you?" Your raised a brow at his words.
"I can't believe it. The one and only Alfred F. Jones admitting to being annoying?" You smiled and reached for his hand. He interlaced your finge
AmericaxReader: Best Christmas Ever"Hey ________ can you hand me the bundle of lights by the fireplace?" Alfred, your boyfriend of two years, called out from the living room. You stood up from the dining table and walked over to the fireplace. Your grabbed the lights and made your way to the tree. It was straight, definitely one of the best trees you've bought in years. The American beamed and grabbed the lights from you, leaning down to kiss you lightly.More Like This
"It's pretty, Alfie." You smiled at him and he silently punched the air.
"I can't wait until Christmas!" He cheered, obviously happy.
"Only one more day, hun!" You called out as you retreated back to the dining room to finish wrapping presents. That same day Alfred had prepared all of your close friends to visit your shared home on Christmas Eve to celebrate. You smiled down at the present Alfred had bought for Arthur. It was an eyebrow trimmer. You got the Brit a scarf that you knit yourself, along with cases of specialty English tea you had found in various café
Americans Are Heroes(AmericaxReader oneshot)Hot lips ran down your neck, only to stop so the man doing the actions could nibble on your jugular a little bit. He lifted his head up so he could look down at you through cerulean eyes. God, did you look cute! The way you were placed on his bed, the way you looked up at him with a small blush on your face. GAH! It made him want to kiss you all over, which he fully intended to do as he brought his face down so he could mash lips with you.More Like This
Now, you knew that Alfred was a very dominate person, but this surprised you a little bit. The way his kisses felt, the way his hands ran down your body, pushing you towards his made you wish he did this much more often.
He pulled away as his heated breath hit your face. You gripped his shirt, feeling the muscles below twitch. "I love you." You whispered as you looked up at him through thick eyelashes.
He smiled obnoxiously before leaning down and kissing you again.
You groaned softly at the sun hitting your bare shoulder. Eyes opening slowly
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You had another bad dream, the 4th one this week, and this was starting to worry your roommate and your best friend, Alfred. The first night he woke up to crying at the foot of his bed, the second night he found you on the kitchen floor snuggling a loaf of bread, and the third night Alfred insisted you sleep in his bed with him. Sleeping in the same bed helped but not by much, you still woke up with tears flooding your (e/c) eyes but this time not waking Alfred.
This dream that scared you so much, it was about losing Alfred You couldn't lose the one you love, the guy that's more of a brother than a friend, who when you went home to visit your family, he went with you, and was welcomed and adored by your parents. Alfred was a part of you so much, you couldn't lose him.
The 4th night Alfred again insisted that you sleep in his bed because it seemed to help some. When you woke up this time from your dream,
AmericaxReader: Newspaper's WriterYou yawned and stretched your arms. You were lying on the grass in the park, completely bored and with no inspiration at all. You were a writer for local newspaper and you were asked to search for people who give happiness to other people because they liked it. But how the heck were you supposed to find some of those people? Or did they extinct?More Like This
Suddenly you heard a tone of acoustic guitar. Someone was playing a soft melody that overflowed in the air. You moved your head up and looked around to see from where the music was going. You were surprised to see your best friend, Alfred, playing a guitar on the bench. A couple of little kids were standing next to him and listening to his music. He looked so peaceful
It was your chance. A smirk suddenly crept onto your lips and you stood up. You took your pen and notebook and all your things. You walked quietly to the nearest bench and took a photo. You looked at your camera and you blushed. He looked so peaceful Like he was giving
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As the returning soldiers filed into the airport terminal, you started searching for a certain blond-haired, blue eyed man. It had been a year since you last laid eyes on him. And you missed him every minute, of every day. You knew it would be like this ever since he told you, after high school graduation, that he was going to join the military. Even though the thought of him being in harms way scared you, you were still proud of him. And proud of the way he felt honor-bound to serve and protect his country. While he was overseas, the two of you keep in contact with letters and the occasional email or phone call. But they weren't enough. You had missed him so much, it physically hurt you. But now, his tour of duty was over and he was finally coming home. The anticipation was killing you. You couldn't wait until you were able to wrap your arms around him and kiss him like you've never kissed him before.
You stood on your tip-toes, but still couldn't see anything other than a dozen heart
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AmericaxReader- My Envious Valentine’s
This is my entry for the Deadly Sins Valentines Day Contest~
You were walking around in the busy halls of Hetalia High. You smiled softly to yourself, knowing that today was Valentine’s Day.
You headed towards homeroom, where valentine cards and chocolates were to be passed out. You placed your bag of chocolates (for your friends) next to your chair as the bell rang. The rest of the students in the classroom sat down in their seats just as your homeroom teacher walked in.
“Alright, everyone,” he began, “as you all know, today is Valentine’s Day. You all have 15 minutes to pass out valentines or talk to your friends. Ready... Go!”
Chairs scraped across the tile floors, and chatter filled the room. You got up, reached into your bag, and gave a handful of chocolates to your Belgian friend Bella. She gave you a card with a
America x Pregnant!Reader - Painting The paintbrush danced across the white canvas in an erratic movement. It was unpredictable. I didn't even know where it was going. It twirled up then down, then looped and tied the knot with the other stroke on the canvas. Dipping the paintbrush into the paint, I held up the brush and watched the thick liquid drip slowly before bringing it back to the canvas. The dance began again, up and down the page. Right to left. Corner to corner. No white could be seen after the brush's unpredictable dance.More Like This
Sighing, I leaned back and studied my work before me. I was hardly done. Looking down at my extended, bare belly, I smiled and ran a painted hand over it, "I still have so much to do."
I paused, not exactly expecting a reply. Sighing again, I looked up at the ceiling fan, which spun at an incredible speed. I couldn't count the blades. It was so hot in this Californian house. My (h/c) hair stuck to my face from sweat and my already smudged eyeliner was worst than before. I eas
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"Need for a house keeper huh?"
I read aloud from the classified ads of the newspaper. My cat Hero, who was laying in my lap against my pudged tummy. He would stretch, his cerulean eyes glancing up at me. I smile petting his head softly.
"What do you think buddy? Sound like a nice job for me to take?" I cooed sweetly as I sctratch behind his ears. The Main coon purred in delight. He let out a happy meow in response. "Well okie dokie then! I shall take up the job!" you declared posing, pointing at the air at really no where. Hero let out a mix of a meow and pur escape his mouth cheering me on.
"Heh heh.. You're such a good boy" I said picking him up into my arms as I began to hug him.
Throughout the day I prepared anwsering from questions that might be asked in the interview. I even set Hero at the my desk, pretending to be the boss as I practiced my charismatic skills. They weren't the best, but I really wanted this job. Plus with the charm and skills, maybe this boss will look past my
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America held his wife’s hand tightly in his as she was heaving and pushing. He had never seen _________ in so much pain, and he wasn’t letting her go through this alone.
After what felt like hours, the sound of a baby’s cries could be heard in the room. America turned around to get a look at the newborn baby.
“Congratulations!!” the doctor exclaimed… in a disturbingly familiar Russia accent. America felt his heart sank as he saw the baby in the tall doctor’s arms. It had _________’s beautiful (color) eyes… and a small patch of platinum blonde hair that matched Doctor Russia’s.
America found himself suddenly collapsed on the floor in front of a waiting room couch. England was collapsed on top of him.
“About time you two woke up,” Canada commented, standing over them.
Bad Dreams America X ReaderYou could hear him laughing in your closet, just waiting until you fell asleep to get you. Of course, finally it got too much and you screamed and ran to your big brother and jumped on him. He shot awake once you landed and soon had you in a hug but you quickly crawled behind him and grabbed a pillow.More Like This
“Dudette! What’s wrong?”
“The Joker is in my closet!!! Go kill him big brother!!! You’re the hero!!” He smiled then. You had been watching batman most of the day but he guessed that a few of the episodes got to you. You were scared to death.
“Alright, alright, your hero big brother will go deal with him alright? You got the pillow as a weapon right?” you nodded still scared but soon stood up, ready to fight or run away. Soon you watched him go into your room and Alfred opened your closet. The only thing that was laughing was your joker toy. He smiled then and soon just took out the batteries and put him back on the shelf. Just to calm you do
Be Nerdy - AmericaxReaderI could practically hear my friend's irritation as a spilled every tiny detail about the movie I had just exited to him over the phone.More Like This
“Seriously though, Artie. You should have come with me, it was awesome!”
“No, thank you, Alfred.” was the dry response. “Superman's not really my thing.”
“Trust me, even you would have loved it!” I said as I continued walking through the foyer, trying to get out of the busy cinema. I'd just about reached the door when something caught my eye.
A girl. She had her [colour] hair tied in half-up-half-down twintails, her shoulders were barely covered by the small sleeves of her dress.
Ah, yes. Her dress. What caught my attention in the first place.
She was wearing, what I can only describe as the best dress I've ever seen! It had a blue top, a long, shiny red skirt and was topped off with a yellow belt. And the best part? The huge Superman symbol emblazoned across of her chest.
N-Not that I was staring
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Dear [Name] .::Songfic::.
(Old!America x Old!Reader)
The birds were signing, the sun was strong and standing proud in the bright blue afternoon sky. You were sitting in your garden, outside, on a very comfy, padded chair, and your husband, Alfred, was sitting right next to you, in a similar chair. Both of you were silent, listening to nature's sounds. Just like the day you first met.
"Dear [Name], do you remember, when you were young and very pretty?" asked the blonde, in a raspy voice, looking over at you.
"I do" you replied, in a raspy voice as well, looking back at him.
"I remember pleated skirts, black and white saddle shoes... Do you remember dancing that night?"
"That's right, Al. I do"
"I still think of you when we dance, although we can’t jitterbug as we did then..."
It was a warm night in nineteen forty-five. World War II had ended not so long ago, and the American soldiers from your hometo
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Oh. Heck. No.
Alfred F. Jones was not just being woken up by the doorbell at 2:00 in the morning. He was not about to just get out of bed and answer the door in this weather. Not when it was pouring rain.
Yet he did. Why, he was unsure. But he wasn't very happy to do so.
Groggily and angrily, he made his way over to the front door, opening it with a loud squeak. He'd have to fix those hinges later.
Cerulean blue eyes scanned his front porch, looking for the devil who woke him up at a ridiculous hour. Upon seeing no one, Alfred scowled deeply, about to go back to bed.
Until he hear a small wail below him.
He looked down, his eyes widening at what he saw.
Why. On EARTH. Was a baby, a freaking baby, at his doorstep, in the rain, at 2:00 in the morning.
Alfred looked around again, searching for someone, anyone, to come over and say something like, 'Oh that's ours. Thank you!'
But alas, not all dreams come true.
AmericaxLittle reader - Uncle AlfieThe little girl sat on a cushion at the dark wood dining table eating the most delicious pancakes the world had ever known. She watched her adoring father draw funny pictures using maple syrup, chuckling at her reaction when she clapped her chubby hands and giggled gleefully.More Like This
Mathew went to wash the sticky syrup off his hands in the kitchen when the door flew open with a thud. The Canadian bolted from the kitchen to protect his bundle of joy from the intruder only to find _____ shrieking with joy as his brother threw her in the air multiple times.
“Uncle Alfie! Uncle Alfie! Papa drew a maple leaf on my pancake with the syrup! Look! LOOK!” the little girl said once Alfred had stopped throwing her around. She wriggled out of his grip running over to the table and trying to get up onto the chair, much taller than her in comparison.
Alfred bounded over and lifted the girl up onto the chair where she could point at her plate excitedly. “LOOK! Papa is so clever! He even did
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You hold back what would be a terribly loud and obnoxious laugh, closing the manga quickly. Tears stream down your face a little and you cover your mouth desperately. And once you calm down, you open the manga to that page again and nearly die of laughter once more. You hold it back, not wanting to wake up the rest of the house that was asleep at 12:07 AM.
Your eyes absorb the face of your favourite character of the whole manga series; America, from the infamous Axis Powers Hetalia. He wears the most ridiculous face ever in the panel that you can't help but stare at. And England disapprovingly pokes his head out from behind him in the form of a chibi.
Slowly, you peel your eyes away from that panel and move on to the next one, which is to the left. Reading the next text boxes, you hold back the threatening laughter again. Your eyes greedily move downward, onto the next panel, until you've reached the end of that chapter and are greeted by an adorable chibi Italy.
You close the
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You, and everyone else in the class, looked up from writing down notes to give your Theater teacher a confused look. You and the rest of the class were in the middle or writing down the notes on the chalk board until he randomly said that...
Leaning over to whisper in your ear, Alfred said, "Just who exactly is Mr.Crazy-Pants talking to?"
Shrugging, you said, "Dunno..."
Finally, a girl who sat a few seats down hesitantly raised her hand and asked, "Uh, sir? What are you talking about?"
Mr.Johnson grew a big smile, happy that someone finally asked, "Glad you asked, honey." Standing up from the swivel chair, he took some steps off the stage and said, "I love you dear, but I cannot marry you! It's a game!"
"Are we gonna play?" Alfred asked, excited about finally getting a chance to goof off in class.
"Yep!" He said before explaining the game. Apearantly, whoever went first was suppose to ask a person of their choice to marry them. With the strai
AmericaxReader : Horror Movie MarathonYou lightly knocked on the door to your best friends apartment, a bag from Circle K in each hand filled with many different chips and fattening sweets in them. You looked up at the sky. It was thick with gray clouds. You wondered if it was going to rain. "Alfy! Open!" You yelled after a minute, getting a bit impatient.More Like This
"What's the magic word?" You hear him call from inside.
You rolled your eyes, "Please?"
The door finally opened to reveal your annoying yet funny best friend. The blond smiled at you. "The word was actually soap, but I'll let you in for trying!"
You laughed as you walked in, "Thanks I guess." You placed the bags in the living room by the leather black couches. "So," You placed your arms on your hips and turned to him, "You made me get out of my comfort zone and forced me to buy all these fattening things with MY money. What's up?"
He grew a big smile. He walked over to the table in the kitchen and held up four movies. "Horror movie marathon !"
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Your small body collapsed on the ground in fatigue of the muscles and mind. It has only been a few years since you have been tossed into the mess of a war by your boss. As a child. A young little nation that couldn't fend for herself.
Sure, a nation would never even dream of harming a young nation but the troops were under the control of their bosses. The bosses were in control of the countries. They wouldn't think twice about attacking anyone trespassing on their land.
Digging your nails into the ground, you let tears spill as you tried to keep moving away. Branches snapped behind you, making you fear that an enemy was coming to defeat you.
The second a sandy blond-haired boy bustled out of the bushes, you screamed and covered your head. There wasn't much hope for you anymore, the thought suddenly brought sobs up.
"Hey, what's a little dudette doing out here?" His arms enveloped you, holding you uncertain as to what to do with you. You, on the other
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You screamed, opening your eyes quickly and gripping tightly onto the nation laying below you through the dark. They quickly woke up, enveloping you in a bug, warm hug. In fact, too big a hug to be Alfred.
"What is wrong little sunflower...?" A soft voice asked. You had seen this man, the tallest one in the room where Catterpillar-brows brought you in with platinum-blond hair.
"N-Nightmare..." You managed to say before sobs overcame your small body. The other Allies were at the mouth of the tent, feeling as if they were miles away from the crying little girl in Russia's arms.
He dared not ask why you were so upset and went to rubbing your back with a caring touch. "Don't worry little one. Mother Russia will be sure to protect you, da?"
His head cocked to the side in confusion,"Daddy? Do you mean Mr. Alfred?"
Resting your head on his chest, you nodded. "He had to keep watch outside for a little while. Why don't you jus
AmericaxReader: Horror Movies "I-I told you...I can get my own...!"More Like This
"Common, it's not gunna bite 'cha!" Alfred waved around the little, red spoonful of ice-cream in front of you.
Yesterday, you plainly agreed to go watch a movie with America, even though he would put on a horror movie. But when you came over, he was sitting on his couch with a small, red spoon in his mouth and a small-scale (and I mean small) tub of ice-cream in his hand. Apparently, Häagen-Dazs made these little things with a spoon built in on the top of the cap for maximum enjoyment.
He was eating some weird flavor called dulce de leche and he immediately picked up on your curiosity. Now, he sat there, trying to force you to eat from the spoon he's been eating off of.
Shoving the ice-cream away and trying to keep at a safe distance from him. It was a weird feeling you got around him recently, the feeling of seclusion you wanted whenever he got near. Maybe because you hated the feeling of your heart pounding
AmericaxReader: Sleep-Talking You rested your (h/c) head on America's shoulder gently. He insisted on you coming overnight to watch the 'Star Wars' marathon on TV but he didn't even make it through the second movie.More Like This
But sci-fi movies were cool with you, even if the person beside you had fallen asleep in the midst of it. The fourth movie was on and it was hilarious seeing the lame special-effects compared to the previous movie.
Turning slightly, you scanned America's face; he looked so peaceful, almost like a big child. Giggling a bit, a small blush ran across your cheeks and you rested on his shoulder again,"Hey America..."
He didn't budge. 'How deeply asleep is this guy?' You thought to yourself as you stood yourself up and went to the 'hero's' bedroom to grab a blanket. It was like stepping into the world of comic book heroes and red,white and blue.
Snatching a blanket, you walked tiredly down the halls in slippers, pajama pants and an oversized tee. Your (h/l)(h/c) hair was mes
AmericaxReader: By My Side "How am I supposed to tell her?" America sat there with his best friend England beside him,"I mean...she's probably really mad at me right now."More Like This
England sighed a bit in defeat. He had been at this for a few hours now.
You see, you and America have been best friends for as long as the two of you could remember. But only recetly, he had been having mixed feelings about you.
America went to England to ask him about help. And of course, England really had no idea about what to do or what to say.
Truthfully, America didn't know how he was feeling. It was so hard talking to you all of a sudden. He felt like his heart was soaring in the sky when he thought of looking into your (e/c) eyes, shinning brightly.
"England please! Help me!" He whined like a child once more,"Tell me what to say to her!"
England sighed a bit and grabbed his shoulder,"And you seriously call yourself a hero? You can't even talk to
AmericaxReader: Just For Her To Be Happy The snow was piled high around your home, shimmering in the moonlight above. Looking out the window, you sighed, holding your chest.More Like This
You were awaiting the arrival of your long-time friend America. England was expecting you at his home this year and unable to object, America expected you to come along.
That's how you found yourself thowing on a georgous red dress with gold embroidery running down the side. Fishnet stockings of jet black coloring ran down your legs to a pair of 3-inch heels. The heels were as red as the dress you wore and wrapped around your foot from the back but stayed below the ankle. Knowing the weather was extreamly cold, you had a red scarf wrapped around your kneck and gold gloves that went up to your elbows.
Makeup was also a must for tonight; mainly just bronzer, a bit of blush and lipstick covered over with a bit of gloss to make your lips shine. The lipstick you wore was an elegent red, not a dark red but a very
AlliesxChild!Reader: The Little Ally Pt. 3More Like This
As you came to, you expected Alfred's arms to be wrapped around you, your body on his with his stomach raising and dropping you. But rather than muscular arms and (a chubby) stomach, you were laying in a bed, someone's pencil-like arms around you.
People were talking silently in the room, probably only two people at least. Their voices were unfamiliar and hushed, as of trying to keep from awakening you. The second you opened your eyes, you realized you weren't in the same tent as you fell asleep in. Beside you lay a man, light-brown hair with a curl sticking from the side.
Pushing him away, you squeaked in fear. This must've woken him up, only his eyes didn't open. "Ve~ what's wrong little ragazza...? Are you feeling okay...?"
Holding yourself, loud sobs irrupted. The boy in front of you had no clue what to do, a panicked look on his face. "D-Daddy...! I-I want my d-daddy!"
The boy in front of you took you in his arms and hugged you,"
What have I done? Drunk!Germany x Preg!ReaderWhat have I done?More Like This
Drunk!Germany x Pregnant!Reader
You being married to Ludwig for 3 months was heaven.He always make you happy,in or out of the bed.To make it perfect,You found out you were pregnant. 1 month to be exact.You were planning to tell Ludwig when he comes home.
You smiled as you ate your 5th nutella sandwich.
"I can't wait to tell him." You thought.You heard the door slam open.
"(NAME)~!!" It was Ludwig,sounds like he was drunk.
"Hi Luddy!" You said with a smile.He came too you and smacked you on the cheek..HARD.The stingy pain made you roll out a tear.
"You little bitch.You ARE CHEATING ON ME!!!!!!!" He smacked you again.
You cried."WHAT ARE YOU CRYING ABOUT?!?!" He grabbed you by the collar of your shirt.
"Ludwig..P-Please stop!" You begged him.And he lets you go.
You tried to run.But alas,HE grabbed you by the arm and pinned you down to the wall.
"Ludwig..." You could smell the beer.His lips suddenly crashed into yours.
The taste of beer made you cry once aga
GermanyxUN!Army!Reader- WoundedLudwig fell to the muddy ground, clutching his side. He lay there, vision beginning to blur around the edges. He felt something warm and wet seep through his fingers and saw something walking towards him.More Like This
He must have been seeing things…. It was a woman.
"Scheiße…" he whispered before his eyes rolled back in his head and he blacked out.
Ludwig awoke in a plain room, furnished only by his small bed and a little bedside table with a vase of wilted flowers sat upon it. He heard the sound of footsteps ringing on the hard stone floor and called out in German.
"Hier! Ich brauche etwas!"
A head poked around the corner, cold (e/c) eyes boring into him. "Yes?" The woman asked in harsh English.
"Wo bin ich?"
She sighed, "I don't speak German. If you need someone you does, I can get Dr. Heisen but that will take a minute. Now, I ask again: Yes?"
Ludwig narrowed his eyes, trying to recall his English lessons from back at the Academy. "Vhere…. Vhere am I?" he finally asked in halting, thickly a
America x Reader ~Nearsighted~~Nearsighted~More Like This
“Alfred, I like you.”
The person who you had a crush on for nearly three years was standing right in front of you and staring at you. Before, you had only stolen glances at him from various points of your classrooms afraid that he or some other classmate might catch you looking at him. Alfred wasn’t a particularly smart student, but just to increase your chances of being in the same classes with him, you remained in preparatory courses instead of the honors and advanced courses your teachers and counselors had recommended. Now, after many years of watching him from afar, you finally summed up your courage and confronted your aching feelings and fears by saying the three simple yet critical words.
“Say what?” Alfred replied. You hadn’t been expecting something like that.
Did I say it too softly? you wondered. Your face was beet-red, but nevertheless, you decided to try again.
“I like you,” you repeated yourself in a sl
Papa!SpainxLittle!ReaderxLittle!Romano Part OneYou were a little girl, walking around, you didn't really know where you were. You just woke up, and started walking around. It was night time, and it was pretty cloudy, it might start raining soon. And about ten minutes later, it did start raining, and you were only in a little dress. A few minutes later, you heard voices.More Like This
"Go faster idiot! The rain is cold!" A little boy said.
"I'm going as fast as I can Lovi!" Another voice said.
You looked over to where the voices were coming from, and seen a man carrying a little boy, they both had jackets on, but they didn't have an umbrellla.
The man was about to walk past you, but he looked over at you, "Why are you out here all alone?" He asked.
You looked up at him, "I don't know where I am..." You said.
Lovino looked at you, "What do you mean you don't know where you are?" He asked.
"I just don't know where I am.." You said.
The tall man picked you up, "I can bring you to my house, and we can find out where your parents are!" He smiled.
Wanted~ SpainXReaderWhat a day. Or at least, an afternoon. You had just gotten home from school, a place usually so boring and vile, that was now a generous amount more enjoyable. Why?More Like This
Because, dear reader, you had a boyfriend.
A brown haired, green eyed, beautiful boyfriend.
When you confessed to him that afternoon, you expected him to deny you. Instead, he flashed a bright smile and gave you a hug.
I like you too, ______. Would you like to go out with me? he had said, making you inwardly squeal. Then he took your hand in his, and slid a bracelet on your wrist. Keep it. he whispered, giving you another hug before you reluctantly got into your car.
Now you wished he was here. Fast forward six hours, and you're sitting on your couch, no one to talk to. Frankly, you were a bit depressed. You had just gotten off the phone with your friend (Friend name). She had invited your other friends (friend 2) and (boy name) over to hang out. The c
Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.More Like This
“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough. “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”
He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.
He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you sat gratefully on his sofa. “What happened?” He demanded, sitting down next to you and gazing at you with those concerned green eyes of his.
“You know my boyfriend had quite the reputation of a player right?” He nodded, not liking where this was going. You laughed hollowly, snuggling into the warmth of the towels.
Spain X Reader- CuddlingMore Like This
It was Friday and you waited patiently for your Spanish boyfriend, Antonio. Ever since he confessed his huge love to you, every Friday he would come to your house to spend every single bit of his time with you. You two would watch movies, cook and other entertaining stuffs. You loved the dark haired guy very much and you woud go on a killing rampage if some girl would stole him, but of course that was just a joke that you used to show your love.
You heard a knock on the door and went over to open it. It was Antonio with a very happy grin on his face. The way he smiled brighted your days and melted your heart on the plate of heaven.
"Hello there, mi amor!~" he said and kissed you sweet and soft on the lips, making you blush a light pink.
"Hi there, Tony. I thought you wouldn't come." you said with a smirk. He made a dramatic gasp and got on one of his knees.
"I would never do such thing. Leave the love of my life all alone on a beautiful Friday night." then he kissed you on the back of
Spain x Reader MineMore Like This
Spain x Reader
"Hey, Antonio, can I ask you a question?" you said, looking up at your husband of three years. You were sitting on a couch with your head in his lap, watching television.
"Hm? Sure, __________! Ask away~!" he replied, flashing you his signature smile.
You let out a small giggle. He was adorable.
"Do you remember the first time we met?" he brushed a strand of (h/l) (h/c) hair away from your face, and stroked your cheek.
"Of course I do," he said, with a soothing tone in his voice.
"It went like this:"
You were sitting in a warm lodge style café, searching through your large (f/c) messenger bag.
"Ugh! Where did I put the apartment address ." You mumbled, as your eyebrows pulled together in concer
Spain x Reader (Foreign Exchange Student)"Oh my gosh. ____! Look there!"More Like This
(Insert colour) eyes wandered to the direction your friend, Belle, was pointing to. You stopped dead in your tracks at the scene that held out before you.
There stood your ten-month long boyfriend, Antonio Carriedo, who was also the new foreign exchange student. He wasn't alone, yet not accompanied by his two friends, Gilbert and Francis. Instead, he was trapped in between five giggling girls, begging him for his attention. It wasn't that much of a surprise though; he was new, gorgeous, had a delicious Spanish accent and to top it off, possessed a contagiously cheerful personality.
However a major flaw in that wonderful personality of his was his obliviousness. He didn't even notice how these 'friendly' girls were getting a bit too intimate, which bothered you gravely. One was located at his left, playfully hitting his shoulder and toned back, laughing in a high-pitch tone while drawing her body closer and closer to his. The other on his right was flirti
Spain x Reader: To Be"AAARGH! I can't do it!" you wailed, closing your binder with a forceful slam. The grinning taco you had doodled on the front leered at you from the desk.More Like This
"Eh~? What's the problem, chica?" your friend Antonio asked, slinking over to your desk with a wide, silly smile spread over his own face.
You scowled, sticking out your lower lip and letting your breath escape in a frustrated huff. "I'm so failing this exam," you grumbled. You shoved your binder towards him, causing it to fall off the desk and land on the floor.
"What're you having trouble with? I can help~" he said with a wink. You rolled your eyes, but blushed a little despite yourself. It was no secret that your best friend's flirtatious ways left you flustered, no matter how platonic you insisted your relationship was. It was simply his personality, and it certainly wasn't a habit of his to curtail his dominant traits in order to prevent awkwardness. In some ways, he could be the very definition of awkward- at least for you.
SpainxReader Tomato-Flavored Kiss -Oneshot-More Like This
SpainxReader Tomato-Flavored Kiss -Oneshot-
"So did you two kiss yet?" your best friend asked curiously one day in school. She flashed her usual grin, pointing out a what you supposed to be an invisible microphone.
It was the middle of lunch time, you two were at your usual spot in the room, eating lunch like always. At that time you were stuffing a sandwich in you mouth before she made, what seems to you, a ridiculous question.
"Afghdsf!" you choked out, patting on your chest to let the food flow in. "W-w-what?!"
(Best Friend's Name) laughed at you reaction and shook her head, while your cheeks went bright red. She started to wipe her tears of joy and look back at you with a grin.
"Don't tell me you haven't kissed?" she asked leaning on your shoulder.
You look away and took another bite of your sandwich. 'We only been dating for 2 weeks already...how do you expect us to kiss?!' you thoug
New Beginnings- Spain x ReaderMore Like This
You sucked in a breath, glancing around the empty room. Every surface was completely covered in paint, splashes of (f/c) covering the plain walls. The paint had made it seem much more like a home, a place of your own, somewhere for just you and your family. Sure, you were only just starting, but this place already felt familiar. You smiled slightly, placing a hand over your face to shelter it from the sunlight bursting through the large window. It was perfect here; everything you had ever dreamed about in a home.
You chuckled slightly, deciding to award yourself a break. You'd been working all morning, the warm temperatures only making it harder; the loose t-shirt you were wearing had stuck to your skin with sweat and your head was buzzing. Yep, you decided, definitely time for a break. You stood up, taking one last long look at the room- you couldn't bring yourself to call it a nursery yet- before tapping your fingers slightly on the doorframe and leaving to find your husband.
Punk!England x Punk!Reader WingmanMore Like This
England x Reader
You gazed lazily around the room you were in with heavy-lidded (e/c) eyes. A surprisingly bland boudoir for a punk. You would know. You leaped furtively from your bed to scavenge for your clothing.
“There it is,” you said, as you slinked across the room and shimmied into your plaid (f/c) jeans.
You glanced at Arthur, who seemed much too angelic in his state of unconsciousness.
“He’s not half bad…..” you mumbled, picking-up your black tube top and sliding it on. He had piercing emerald eyes, and a sexy mess of blond locks.
“It wouldn’t kill him to pluck his brows, though.”
“What a pity,” you concluded aloud while sliding open his bedroom window. You were about to begin your descent from the fourth floor of the oversized manor, but you wanted to get one last look at him.
In the loudest voic
NorwayxReader-First DateRing ring ~ Ring ringMore Like This
You froze in the middle of your room, staring at your cellphone. You saw the picture of the caller on the screen and basically tackled the phone. You flipped the phone open and put it by your ear.
"H-hello, this is [Name] speaking!" You sang happily into the phone, pretending you didn't know who was on the other side.
"Ja... Good evening, elskling... It's Lukas," the soft-spoken voice said as monotonously as ever. "Lukas Bondevick...?"
"Oh! Hey! How you doin'?" You asked, turning over on your back and beginning to grin like an idiot.
"Fine," he sighed softly, "but there was I reason I called. I want to ask you something."
"Sure, go ahead!" You encouraged with a big, cheerful smile, waiting for him to break the silence.
"W-when will you be ready? I-I want you to spend the day with me," Lukas was nervous, you could hear it. Suddenly, the figurative butterflies in your stomach fluttered.
"L-like a... date?" You couldn't help but grin now.
"Y-yeah, a date. Text
Sick!NorwayxSick!Reader-Through Sickness and in..."Luuuuke! Why did you have to go?" You groaned.More Like This
Lukas was in Norway on a business trip and you were anxious for his return. You sat on the carpet, cross-legged and staring out the window. It was dark and it was cold but you didn't care.
You stepped outside and climbed onto the rocking chair on the porch. You hugged your knees against your chest as you stared into woods... waiting, until you fell asleep.
Lukas walked up the stairs as you coughed violently in your sleep.
"What kind of husband am I to make you so anxious," Lukas began, making his way over, "that you make yourself sick just by waiting for my return...?"
Lukas lifted you up into his arms, carrying you inside the house and to the bedroom upstairs.
"Elskede [Name]," he whispered softly in your ear, laying you down on the bed and pulling the blanket over you. "Why do you do this to me? You make me feel so... selfish. I can't take you to the hospital..."
Lukas sat beside you on the bed,
NorwayxReader-I'm All YoursYou stood face-to-face with your Norwegian groom (and best friend), looking up into his calm blue eyes with a shy smile. His short blond hair was pinned back by his Nordic Cross barrette and his lean body adorned a snazzy black tuxedo.More Like This
"I do," Lukas said as monotonously as ever but the emotion was all in his eyes as he looked down at you with a tender smile.
"I..." You looked up from the ground, feeling your heart pound violently in your chest, "...Do."
"Oui," the French priest looked your groom's way with a wink, "you may now French kiss ze bride! Onhonhonhon!"
Lukas leaned in with a slight smile and you stood on your tiptoes to meet him halfway.
I love you he mouthed before pressing his lips onto yours. You closed your eyes and melted into the kiss, instantly kissing back. Family and friends applauded and Lukas pulled his head away before things got more passionate.
Your family and friends cheered but it was Lukas' Nordic friends that cheered the loudest. Well, the Dane
Neko!Reader X Neko!2P!Germany SEQUELMore Like This
The two of you had reached your destination and you looked around awestruck with what you were seeing around you. It was the most gorgeous meadow you had ever seen in your kitty life, there were small wild flowers everywhere and soft grass to sun bathe in not to mention the lovely sound of calming silence giving the place a feeling of outer worldliness. You scampered out to the middle of the field and just soaked up the beauty of this amazing place, never wanting to leave.
2P!Germouser looked upon ____ with amusement and wonder as he watched her frolic through his safe haven, it seemed appropriate that ____ should be here seeing as she matched the beauty of the surroundings. Chuckling he trotted over to where she was and meowing "So you like it here _____?" She turned around and beamed up into his whiskered face and he felt his heart jump out of his furry chest, she was so cute he wanted to curl up and keep her here forever.
Neko!Reader X Neko!2P!GermanyMore Like This
"Mien gott, I'm bored" said a very gruff looking 2P!Germouser as he walked around the dull and soundless house. His friends in the Axis were to busy with their own kitty girlfriends to hang out with him anymore, he wanted to find himself his own kitty but every time he goes near any females the good ones run away and the trash sleazes on him. To be honest he was pretty lonely; no friends and his brother was in a constant state of depression leaving himself to his lonesome.
2P!Germouser exited his house and trotted down the street towards the spot where all the females meet up, hoping to snare one for himself today. He rounded the corner and peeked over to the spot where the females had gathered when a female captured his entire concentration as she trotted around the group. She had (h/c) fur that shone like the sun and (e/c) eyes that could put all the stars in the sky to shame, he couldn't look away from her and he instantly knew she was the on
A moment with you (Arthur x Reader)More Like This
Arthur x Reader
You were at the school clinic, lying down on one of the beds with the robes covering your part. You were coming up with a migraine and the nurse left immediately, leaving an instruction that you would just lie down and wait.
The whole room was quiet and you hid yourself in the sheets, trying to go there deeper. You wanted to sleep. Even for just 10 minutes or so but apparently you weren't. Your thoughts started to drift away as you lay there in complete silence. And soon, you were in complete darkness.
~*~*~*~*~Le magical time skip~*~*~*~*~
You suddenly woke up with the noise of the door being shut closed with a bang. Your head started to throb all over again and you covered it with the pillow. "Ah god. Where's the nurse when you need here?" Your eyes went wide when you recognized that deep British accent. It was your long-time crush since you went to this institution: Arthur Kirkland.
You felt your face heat up when you realized that you two were the
Phantom!JapanxSinger!Reader: Phantom of the OperaIn sleep he sang to me in dreams he cameMore Like This
That voice which calls to me and speaks my name
You hummed softly as you brushed out your _(h/c)_ locks gently. Today was the big day, the opening night for the play you were singing in. All the tickets had sold out and it was your first time singing in public. You were slightly nervous, but the strange dream you had last night was pushing that away. You could not remember falling asleep but you had.
In your dream, you were standing on your balcony singing, practicing the song you had to preform today. Suddenly another voice joined yours, deeper but beautiful all the same. A normal person would have stopped, but not you. You continued to sing as the voice became louder, closer. You turned to come face to face with the source of the voice. It was a beautiful young man, slightly taller than you were and he had jet-black hair. You could not see much of his face except for his chocolate brown eyes that watch
JapanXReader- A sea-rious crush.More Like This
A Sea-rious crush.
"Kiku...! Kiku-kun!" You called as you ran towards said person. You held your hat with your hand as you securely held a strap of your gym bag while you ran, not wanting to be late.
"Ah, ___-San, Ohayo." Kiku bowed to you politely as you appeared in front of him, panting from running.
"Mo...Morning, Kiku." You Panted as you calmed yourself from what seemed a mile from running, or so you though. You then looked up at him and gave him a smile. "How are you?"
"Very hot actuarry." He said fanning himself with one of his hand fans. "Today is a very hot day." he said looking above to the blue sky, the blazing sun leaving no survivors.
"Yeah." You said, fanning yourself with your hand. "It's going to be really hot today. A perfect day for the beach!" you said as you gave a small excited jump.
"Hai." He agreed with you, grabbing his bag from the floor beside him.
You then looked on both sides to Kiku. You felt like someone, some people, were missing!
A moment with you (Kiku x ReaderMore Like This
Kiku x Reader
You had just about enough of the stress for the day. Quiz after quiz, reports and projects to be submitted all on the same day.
Quite a student's life.
You didn't even want to be in that school anyway. True it was famous for its name and of the students who graduated there but all you wanted was a normal ideal high school life. Not the one full of Science and Mathematics and Technology that slowly makes the students forget about normal life and even freedom…
Taking a sigh, you swing back and forth on the simple child ride in the park. You missed being a child. Everything was so simple and no problems and…
A blush crept on your face when you saw the dark-haired Japanese man stare at you. "K-Kiku! What are you doing here?" You asked startled by his sudden appearance. He took the place beside you silently as your eyes followed his movement. "I was supposed to ask you the same thing. I was passing by here when I saw you all by yourself.
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Sick School Projects
Lukas x Reader
Just a mild alert:
I might make Norway a little out of character here so I'm really sorry about that. –bows down apologetically-
The doorbell rang the moment you released your hold. You stood in front of a rather large mansion owned by your supposedly partner for your school project, Lukas Bondevik. It's not like you can escape being his partner. You two were the last pair of individuals left in the classroom at that time and you can get what happened next.
Ding dong! Ding dong!
You've been outside the house for a good ten minutes already and no one from inside cared to answer the door. "Lukas! Answer the door now!" You shouted banging the door three times. Still no answer. "Whatever! I'll be doing the project on my own! INDIVIDUALLY!" You emphasized the last word before turning around to leave until you heard the door open "Finally, I wa—Oh, hi Emil." The silver-haired boy stood at the doorway with an annoyed express
Just FriendsI sit in my roomMore Like This
of your amazing smile,
the way your eyes shine
of how absolutley
Of how easy
talking to you is.
You make me glow.
Only with you am I happy.
Would it be a stretch
to say I love you?
But then I remember
you'll never be mine.
I can't stand the thought
It makes my heart cringe.
You're so amazing.
A Love Like This A Love Like YouMore Like This
What if I held you like you were made of glass
And out of my dreams you would never pass
I'd like to think you'd know just what love is and was
Because in my arms I'd show how to really love and be loved
My world would be complete
If I could just lay at your feet
And tell you all that you mean to me
Oh how my heart and soul would be so free
I think a love like this would stand a chance
And be more than just a simple little romance
I would take you and hold and never let you go
I would never let this love grow cold if you'd only say so
My heart feels like a fire is waking from a dark cold slumber
And if you touched my chest you would certainly fall under
The spells of my love yes my love that's who you would be
Just say the word and I will be your everything
I'll even take the time to learn what makes your heart truly sing
I'll be your everything if you would swear upon all you hold dear
That you'll never fall out of love with me not once ever you hear
Cause with my love in yo
Lost DreamsI needed some comfort.More Like This
I needed to breathe.
Pain raptures through me.
And peace doesn't come.
Whispering voices speak to me
Telling me things that could never be.
Forming images that i wish could be...
A story that could never be told, exists between us now.
Lines that could never be said anymore, are pushed away now.
Gestures that we cant make towards each other now... disappears in the midnight air...
Love that should have been forever...Breaks into many pieces in my head.
Dreams that could never be made true...are painful cries that are deep wounds.
Comfort now evaporates at every word said...and I wish it could all go away.
And now it shames us both now.
That lies and cruelties exist in our "perfect" world.
And we are now full sorrow.
Weeping for the love we had before.
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I don't know if you are out there... But I'm giving this one last shot.
You know that boy? The one I've cried over, the one who stole my heart? Can you bring him back to me?
I think I'm worthy... that's for you to decide. Look into your heart, just like I'm looking into mine. I swear to you, I'll never sin again. I just want to see him love me again. I want to be his number one, he'll always be mine.
I'm on my knees, I've got the bible in my hand. Staring at the sky hoping you will hear me. My heart can't take it any longer. Give him back, or take me away. I don't want this pain any longer it's hard to go on. This burden is digging in deep. I want, No! Wait... I NEED to be loved by this boy. He's the one you have in my plan, I just know it! Please... can you return him to me?
Your games are absurd! This is really ticking me off! I've prayed quite a few times... I have even l
There's This Girl... "So I'm in love with this girl. She is everything that I like about people that I like Well she just is. I mean she's pretty hot and cute and pretty and cool No! There's more that just that. I'm not shallow! I man, she's very cute but she also likes the same songs as me. She has most of the same artists as me Art. That's where I met her Ok. I think it was about the fourth or third day of class. She just walked in, all cool like. She kinda just came in and handed the dude teacher a note and took a seat diagonal from me. She just looked so hot. She never spoke a word but she just drew me to her No, there's more! I mean, she really never spoke to me and I've never really heard her say anything, but I Really do like her..!I've told you! She's just really hot. All I knew is that when I see her my blood starts pumping, my heart gets fast and my stomach drops. That's love! And don't goMore Like This
nine reasons why you shouldnine reasons why you should never love a poet:More Like This
we like to hear things like 'you're beautiful' and
'i'd die without you' but deep inside we always know
you don't mean it.
and it just tears us apart slowly, no matter how much
we love those poisonous lies.
and when you ask 'are you okay?', we're going to
answer with 'i'm fine'. and you'll hear that
even if our bones are shattering inside of us and
our hands are trembling from all the hurt that we go through.
because we play our music too-loud-to-bear so that,
when we're all alone,
it chases away the thoughts that come with the silence:
things that haunt our nightmares and reasons why
we don't like to be alive.
we leave too many s p a c e s between our letters because
that's how we feel. all a.l.o.n.e.
and maybe you'll change that for a little while, but
in the end, it's all the same.
and we can connect with books and movies and music be
I'll Remember YouI'll remember youMore Like This
when someone steals my breath
so I can't even speak.
I'll remember you
when the rain beats so hard
I can't hear myself think.
I'll remember you
when I see a careless smile
on a young girl's face.
I'll remember you
when my heart aches
in a lonely place.
I'll remember you
when the going gets rough
and no one's there for me.
I'll remember you
when I fruitlessly wish
for things that used to be.
I'll remember you
when I see someone smile
as they hide a sigh.
I'll remember you
when someone's surprised
at the word "goodbye."
I'll remember you
when another claims to be
my other half.
I'll remember you, darling...
I'll remember and laugh.
I am aloneMy feelings I threw into a box, too big for me.More Like This
So I created a mask, made of all the tears I've shed.
I know I know how cliche that sounds.
You asked, you asked “Are you ok?”
But you didn't want an answer.
Instead you wanted to be smiled at, and say in a plastic voice “I’m fine, you?”
Because you wanted to talk about yourself.
The feelings you had were apparently superior to mine.
Apparently I am just here as a blank slot.
To be played and then left because I ‘gave nothing’.
The time limit for you to care lasts a minute, and then you’re off.
“This ‘you’ isn't the person that we want to deal with.”
“Be happy, or we’ll stop being around you.”
“I've always been there for you!”
“Stop being so depressing.”
Alfred X Reader : Unknown Desires Part 1More Like This
You were dating Alfred for a few months and you were really very happy and you liked him very much, but things were a little weird between you and him. Alfred wouldn't touch you or hold you in any particular way. That made you feel isolated when you were around him, never being hugged and kisses were rare.
____________ Your house ___________
There was knocking on your door
"H-hello?" You said being a little timid
"Hey Baby!" Alfred showed his toothy grin
"Hey sweet heart, what brings you here?" You glanced at him while he fidgeted
"Oh Nothing really , just wanted to see my favorite girl!!" He smiled once again and you grinned
"Well don't be stranger silly! Come in!" You were about to hug him and he moved swiftly into the house
Taken aback from Alfred's movements you stood stunned "Why won't he touch me??" You say to yourself.
"Hey babe" You looked at him with lonely eyes "W-w-why won't yo-"
Alfred ran over and pushed a pillow in your face "What were you saying _____?"
Blue Lips (FrancexReader) Blue LipsMore Like This
Francis wandered through the streets, not really sure what to do now that the meeting had ended. Arthur was being his usual self- meaning that he wanted nothing to do with that “Frog” and the rest of the Allies were less than pleasurable company. Sighing, the Frenchman made his way to a small plaza famous for street performers, hoping that some music could lighten his day.
The performers were all very talented, but one of the singers, a girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair and gentle (e/c) eyes, caught his attention more than any of the others.
Her eyes closed and she took a deep breath, her smooth voice could hardly be heard over some of the guitars and keyboards, yet she still kept her voice level. Francis wandered closer to her, hoping to hear her words better as she sang.
“He stumbled into faith and thought,
"God, this is all there is."
The pictures in his mind arose
And began to breathe
And all the gods and all the worlds
Playing a Game (Prussia x Reader)More Like This
20 theme challange
Theme #4: Playing a game.
You held your breath as you heard, slow, heavy footsteps come towards the closet you were currently hiding.
You gulped as the footsteps suddenly come to a stop. Then, just for a moment, it was quiet, horrifically quiet. You could feel the sweat drip off your chin, from anxiety from what was happening at the moment.
But, the sound of footsteps soon started up again, the sound getting quieter and quieter, the farther it gets from you. as soon as the sound is faint you let a not-so-quiet but not-so-loud sigh.
As soon as that sigh came out, the closet door was suddenly pulled open, along with a sudden “BOO!” Causing you to scream and bump your head on the ceiling of the closet.
“Ow...” You moaned softly, rubbing the top of your head. You then shot a cold glare to your best friend since elementary school, Gilbert Beilschmidt. &
Golden Sight :Tang Dynasty! China x Blind! Reader: Golden Sight (Part 1/2)More Like This
:Tang Dynasty!China x Blind!Reader:
Yao sighed wearily to himself as he approached the village. He was traveling for three days on his horse to the said village, only to get ambushed by a couple of thieves who were waiting to attack any unsuspecting travelers on their way. However, the Chinese man was fierce and he happened to have his Dao, a single edged long sword, to counter against the attacks. Though he was able to fend off the thieves with his nimbleness and great accuracy, he realized that his horse companion had been stolen while he was distracted.
Shrugging off the loss, he continued on his journey to the village on foot for the next two days, only stopping to drink the clear water from a couple of streams as he passed by. At last, he was finally able to make out the outlined rooftops of various homes and the Chinese man walked briskly down the road to enter the gates of the village. Upon arrival, Yao was in desperate need of a place to stay, so
Prussia x Reader ~Plucking~~Plucking~More Like This
It came off with no more than a tiny plink. The spark of pain shot down from your scalp to your neck like a microscopic parasite going rampant along the outline of your skull, gnawing away at what was left of your stabilized state.
Like a quick high off of cheap street drugs, the pleasure was small at first, a shudder running through you’re the upper portion of your shoulders before the first gloss of tears glazed your eyes in a shimmering salty pool.
It was easier to uproot the nanometer-thick strands of protein from your head than to remove the problems swimming underneath the surface. The relief was short-lived, and like every other addicting high, you needed to give it a little more push to get the same sensation—or in this case, a pull.
Eventually, your mind had become a blank slate, a dead mass of gray and white matter firing off just enough electrochemical signals to keep you alive; your body was receiving the right amount of stimulation to continue
Blind As a Bat (CanadaxReader)Blind As a BatMore Like This
Contest Entry for GizmoJax
You blinked at the boy in front of you, head tilting to the side as you attempted to figure out who he was, exactly. Pursing your lips, you narrowed your eyes and traced over his lean body. His blonde locks were wavy-ish and rested just at his chin and his eyes were stunning violet unlike anything you had ever seen before.
He had quietly called your name a moment ago, implying that you knew him, and now you were struggling to identify the handsome looking boy. His strong jaw and brilliant eyes reminded you of another blonde you knew, but the softness of his stare and gentle quality of his smile contrasted greatly to the other person in your mind.
Face twisting in confusion, you felt the name on the tip of your tongue.The blonde’s eyebrows turned up a bit in worry, and you heard his mellow voice murmur your name again. Holding a single finger up, you silenced him, but eventually you had to give up.
Feeling a bit
Twenty Bucks (EnglandxReader)Twenty BucksMore Like This
Contest Entry for Chai-turtle
He still remembers when he met her, with wings drawn her feet and the wind tangling her (h/c) hair. A bright smile lit her face, marred only by the metallic braces that glistened on her teeth. She didn’t seem to care though, there was only happiness in her (e/c) eyes and laughter ringing from her lungs. And she seemed like a dream.
Arthur never made many friends in school, so in sixth grade when (F/n) (L/n) wanted to sit next to him on the first day, his heart nearly leapt out of his chest.
You still remember when you met him, with wings stretching from his back and the sunlight kissing his pale face. Worry furrowed his face, defined mainly by his thick eyebrows that creased over his bright eyes. He seemed lost and confusion showed in his nervous green eyes and thin lips. But he see
When In Rome (Ancient RomexReader)When In RomeMore Like This
Contest Entry for GizmoJax
You grimaced, looking at the odd smelling sandwich in front of you. Making a face, you averted your attention to the man smiling fondly in front of you.
“Are you sure this is safe to eat?” you asked, one eyebrow quirked in suspicion.
He laughed, his head thrown back. You pouted as he quieted down, folding your arms over your chest. “It’s a honest question!” you shrieked quietly, keeping your voice so as not to attract the attention of the locals around you.
“Yes, (F/n), it is entirely safe to eat,” he chuckled, “I’ve been eating it for years.”
Swallowing down the hesitance in your throat, you raised the sandwich to your lips, but paused just before you had taken a bite. “What is this, again?” you asked.
“Panino col lampredotto,” Romulus answered, smiling at your nervousness. His scruffy chin was cupped in one of his large hands, e
Romania x Reader ~Wedding Talk~~Wedding Talk~More Like This
“I think if I ever get married, I’m not going to have a wedding.”
Vladimir looked up from his paper and stared in your direction, his tiny top hat jerking a little from his head’s motion. For once he wasn’t smiling at your verbal thought.
“Why not?” he asked. “You only get married once—depending on whether or not the relationship lasts. But…I think you’d be someone who’d stay in a permanent relationship, ______________.”
You had to smile at that last bit. “You think so?” Taking that into consideration, you ran your fingers through your hair. “It’s just that nowadays, weddings are so expensive and a hassle; there are reservations to fill out, guests to meet and talk to, dresses, and dances…The list goes on, doesn’t it? I think if you really love someone, you shouldn’t care if you have a wedding or not, Vlad.”
He blinked his ruby eyes. “What
Hetaloid!Sweden x ReaderMore Like This
You opened the box, and gasped at what’s inside.
It was Sweden Hetaloid.
You smile and turn around to thank your parents politely.
To be completely honest, you weren’t sure if this one was the best fit for you. I mean, he’s so quiet and intimidating…
Anyways, the party continues as planned; surprised by your friends not surrounding the hetaloid like you suspected them to.
Once they all left, you waved goodbye to the final car pulling out of your driveway and closed the door softly, sighing once it was shut.
You walked quietly towards the box your hetaloid was sent in, and carefully pulled out the instructions.
You read over them carefully, looking for the instructions on how to activate him. Once your eyes landed on the bolded title, How to activate your hetaloid, you inwardly smile.
You take a deep breath and stared boldly at the hetaloid placed in the box. Then you took a deep breath and said loudly, but not shouting, “Welcome hetaloid, I hope yo
What Happens in Winter (Poland x Reader)More Like This
The delicate white flakes slowly drifted down the earth, creating beautiful scenery of white all around you, though the situation you were currently in, took away the time you needed to admire that beauty.
You were currently hiding behind a random tree out of breath from running.
“For such a valley-girl, he sure has aim.” You muttered to yourself scanning the area to see if it was a safe time to come out.
“Like, thank you~!” You heard someone exclaim before that person stuffed your jacket with ice-cold snow.
“FELIKS!” You shriek, quickly taking off the jacket, panting.
Feliks then burst out laughing. “Oh man, ahaha, you should’ve- hahaha- You should’ve, like, seen your face!”
You pouted and looked away, putting your now wet jacket back on to protect you from the freezing weather.
“Whatever, I’m going back inside because SOMEONE decided to dump snow in my jacket.” You huffed and marched away.
Feliks calmed his