Trail of Blood Hunter!NederlandxVampire!Reader P1
PART ONE: First Meeting
The morning mists rose around the seat of the Carpathian Mountains and you stood on the parapet of an old stone fortification, blinking toward the fading moon and groaning at the thought that sunlight made your special abilities hide away. It was not that you were allergic or would turn to stone like some of your evening friends; but the daylight was a lonely time for you and your master (and adopted sire), Romania, was never eager to go out and get chased by the local stray dogs again.
Dogs never bothered you, in fact one of your best friends in the entirety of the fortification was a dog, or rather Germany was a werewolf and was more or less your body guard. There was also the ghost of Japan that would follow you around, and another very troubling character called Italy who was the most ineffective incubus you'd ever met. Overall, you were never alone in the castle and although it meant you were always secure, there was one massive problem.
You were the only g
The Pretender (Loki x Reader) One-shotMore Like This
Keep you in the dark
You know they all pretend
Keep you in the dark
And so it all began
Light was always shining upon you in the great halls of Asgard. You were one of Thor and Loki’s loyal friends, a fierce fighter with a heart of gold, and… a woman. But tonight the lights didn’t seem to shine so bright, for Odin, king of Asgard, had cast out his first born, Thor.
You were sitting in one of the rooms in the palace overlooking Asgard. A warm fire heated up your cheeks. The rest of your friends were still defeated because they had lost Thor and above all Loki had just confessed he had told Heimdall to warn Odin you had gone to Jotunheim. You weren’t sure if the rest was grateful or angry.
You could see something was bothering Loki and as the rest returned to their chambers, you decided to confront him.
Send in your skeletons
Sing as their bones go marching in again
They need you buried deep
The secrets that you keep are ever ready
Are you ready?
Lokixreader Forbidden Romance Chapter 13"How dare you defy me!" Malekith yelled at you.More Like This
"Father stop! Please, you don't understand!" You wailed, twisting under the grip he had on your arm.
Malekith backhanded you on the cheek. You hit the floor hard, and screamed. He kicked you multiple times in the stomach. Tears fell off your cheeks as you cried out in pain.
"That's what you get for crossing me, girl!"
Male kith continued to beat you repeatedly.
He pulled you up and shook you hard, you were limp in his grasp.
"Wake up!" He yelled in a voice that was not his. "(Y/N)! Wake up!"
Your eyes shot open, and you saw Loki's face looking at you with great concern. You were in a cold sweat, and panting hard. You wriggled away from him, still thinking Malekith was beating you.
"Get away!" You cried frantically, hitting your back on the inner wall of the tree. Loki grabbed your arms and pulled you into his chest.
"It's all right now, (Y/N). You're safe."
You fell against Loki and buried your head in his chest. You let yourself cry a bi
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“I really don’t like this.” Natasha whined. “They’ve been ‘sleeping’ for too long. Something is wrong.
Thor frowned, “Are you saying you think Loki is employing some sort of device.”
Natasha nodded, “There’s no way they’ve been sleeping this whole time.” She turned to the group, “Whose turn is it to check on them?”
Tony’s hand was up in an instant. He received pitying looks from the group but he simply shrugged, “I want to know what they’re up to.”
Natasha sighed, “Okay, Tony, go.”
Tony nodded. He stood and walked from the room calmly. The second he was out the door though, he ran as fast as he could, narrowly making corners, almost colliding with countless agents, he ran and ran until he reached the cell room. Before he was back on camera he shook himself and breathed deeply. Only when he was semi-calm did he walk toward the cell.
As he approached the cell, his
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When she felt like her efforts were no good, she turned her back to the glass and slide down it slowly until she sat on the floor. She lost all home in returning home ever again unless she could somehow talk Loki into letting her leave. When she sat there with her knees to her chest and arms folded over top, she buried her face in her arms and tried to calm down. At the moment she hid away her face in her arms, there was a loud rumble coming from outside the windows and a bright blinding light shown through as well. Her head popped up in shock as she turned around to see where this disturbance came from, and what caused it. When she turned around, outside of the house, standing in the snow was Thor, Captain America, and Iron Man. The sorrowful look on her face was washed away when she saw them, and its place was a look of shock and disbelief. She stood up immediately and hit her hands against the window as she called for
The Raven (Loki x reader) CH 17Your mind went completely blank after you heard those words. What for had he done that? What good was it to him to make you believe an illusion, a simple trick of his?More Like This
-I sense that you are very confused miss __________ but it is what you chose to hear- Odin said.
-I did, and I do not regret it, however, I cannot understand why must I now stay here and not see my homeland ever again- you answered without raising your eyes at him.
You heard the old king give a weary sigh and for a moment you regretted having asking him, but then he answered:
-There must be a price for such a sheer truth but I assure you that your life here will be as pleasant as it used to be in Midgard-
-Thank you - you answered and lifted your gaze to the star filled sky.
-I will assign a servant to take you to your new chambers and if you wish she or he may continue at your service- he said.
-Thank you again Sir- you said and with that he left you alone in the balcony.
A pure wind blew from across the shore less ocea
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It was a late Sunday night, and like everyone else, you were sitting at the computer, just browsing something. Suddenly you found a link to weird website and just clicked it.
“Hm, what’s that?” you mumbled and started to read: “Warm welcome to our site! Do you ever, even once, wish that your favorite anime character would be a real human? Well, now it’s possible!”
“Bullshit..” you chuckled a little and still continued reading: “Any magic tricks or money isn’t needed, just write his or her name here.”
You rolled your eyes, even though there’s no one around awake. How could somebody believe even a single word of that?
Still, you found yourself looking for the place to write that one name.. Mathias Køhler, character from Hetalia, better known as Denmark. You sighed of only thinking of him.. Hot as hell, cute and manly at the same time, so perfect combination. I wish I would find somebody like him.. But in my
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‘We do not merely destroy our enemies; we change them.’- George Orwell
“[Name]? [Name], what are you doing?” a voice cried out within the twisted marble clad passageways. “Why are you doing this?”
You ignored the growing urge to run towards the owner of that voice, to comfort her, to promise everything was going to be alright and that you would never hurt her. She was one of them; one of the enemy. She needed to die and you were the instrument the order had chosen to carry out that execution. And you needed to obey the order above the pathetic longings of your heart.
Your boots clacked against the cold hard marble floor, a factor that would have disadvantaged you had this been a stealth mission. But she already knew you were here and the echoes of your steps would help to confuse her, to mask you. Your hand slid down to the sheath hanging on your belt and you pulled it out ever so slightly, ever so gently. You knew the all the passageways in h
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[Now you can read along here! Reading done by angelhalo777]
[Read it here in German! Translated by the lovely alltimeOpheliac]
Alfred washed out his mouth, spitting brown water back into the bathroom sink. He glanced back at the toilet but decided against going back until after dinner.
He wiped his mouth and threw out the paper towel, missing the trash can. He sighed, picking it up again. As he bent over his sweat shirt hung as if it were three sizes too big but it wasn't. As he threw out the paper towel he grimly thought about the red sweatshirt hanging on his shoulders loosely. It had once fit him, but that was when he was fat. I'm still fat, he thought, having a strong urge to vomit.
"Alfred!" His mom called.
"Yeah mom?" He
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Ireland looked over at you in your thin jacket and sighed. "You really should have worn a thicker jacket, it's really windy up here. You're going to freeze." He took off his jacket and handed it to you. "Now put it on, I'll be fine."
You wanted to protest, but you were already cold, and you knew the higher up the cliff you got, the colder you would get. You accepted the jacket, quickly putting it on. "Thank you, I should have listened to you when you said it be cold. How much longer until we reach the top?" You took his gloved hand in yours.
"Not very far. If this fog would let up a bit I'd be able to tell a little bit better. But it's hard to tell how far we've gone when you can't see ten feet in front of you." Ireland led you meticulously around a very thin ledge, holding your hand tightly in his. You didn't notice, probably because of the fog, but you were actually heading upwards at a pretty steep incline. Finally the fog thinned out enough for you to see, then completely va
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"Yo, send down another drink for my lady friend. Her glass is empty, her glass should never be empty!" Denmark banged his fist on the club's counter top, trying to get the bartender's attention. "Did you not hear me man, a drink."
"I can hear you just fine Denmark, now calm down." A sour faced Norway once again filled your cup to the brim with your favorite drink. Leaning across the bar, he whispered a warning in your ear. "You should really keep an eye on him. He can get a little hard to handle when he gets drunk. Trust me, I know."
Unhappy with the warning Norway had just given you, Denmark thew an almost full glass of alcohol over the bar, straight at Norway. His aim, however was terribly impaired due to the amount of alcohol he'd consumed, meaning the glass came nowhere near to hitting Norway. "Who are you calling hard to handle? I'll show you hard to handle! Now hurry up and get me another drink, mine's gone." Denmark, who had just been fuming at N
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"God it's so dark I can't see my hand in front of my face." Romania held tightly to your hand. "I know they're trying to give the illusion of an old catacomb, but really they could have given us a little more light in here. Maybe some old torches or something you know?" As the two of you turned a sharp corner, an animatronic skeleton leapt from its grave at you causing you to shriek in horror. Romania laughed. "Really, again? That's the third time you've gotten scared, and we've only just started. He was right, you'd been walking through this dinky haunted catacomb attraction less than five minutes and you'd done nothing but scream.
"Well I'm sorry, I can't help it if I'm easily scared." You squeezed his hand tighter. "Maybe you're not doing a very good job of making me feel safe."
"Oh is that so? Well then maybe I should carry you through the rest of the house with you blindfolded then. Or perhaps I should punch the little robots as they pop up at you hmm?"
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"Well then, what about we ride the Ferris wheel? Not too high, no big drops, and not fast at all." Netherlands squeezed your hand and smiled. "If you can't handle that, I don't know why we came to the fair today."
Not wanting to seem like a total loser, you nodded. "Yeah, sure, I can do the Ferris wheel. No problem."
Your act wasn't fooling anyone, but he nodded. "Okay, then what are we waiting for?" He grabbed you a candy apple to eat on the ride and shot off with you to the Ferris wheel. "Good thing there's no line, I hate waiting in lines." The two of you were escorted to your seats and strapped in. "You still feeling okay? You haven't touched your apple." He rubbed your knee in an attempt to be supporting.
"Oh I'm just fine, just wanted to save it for the ride." You took a bite.
"If you say so, but you know we can still get off the ride if you want, it hasn't started yet." The giant wheel began to move. "Whoops, never mind, you're stuck on it now. But he
New Years Eve-FACEShaking with uncontrollable laughter at the sight of his twin furiously rubbing the back of his head, Alfred took a steadying breath. One more time and then he would quit, maybe. Carefully, he loaded his weapon, his index finger pointed straight ahead like a gun, with another rubber band. It was a fairly thick rubber band, if he stretched it back just far enough this one could do some damage. Poor Mattie, he made the perfect target, Alfred thought taking aim again. With his tongue poking slightly out of his mouth and one eye closed, he raised his finger up to shoot.More Like This
Ready aim FIRE! He yelled, letting the rubber band fly across the bedroom he was temporarily sharing with his slightly older twin. The pen Matthew had been writing with slammed down on the desk and he whipped around to face him. His purple eyes had a hint of malice but Alfred could care less, gripping the back of his chair hard as he laughed. Again, Matthew angrily rubbed the back of hi
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There was a crooked man…
…And he walked a crooked mile.
He found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile…
…He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse.
"Out of the way!"
The crowd of students rushed to the side, slamming themselves into lockers and each other as a crazy girl with golf cart came speeding down the hallway. Oh wait, that crazy girl was you. How did you end up on a golf cart terrorizing the school's hallways you ask, well. Let's go back.
-8am Friday Morning-
You were sitting in your seat, listening to your teacher talk. She had just begun class not so long ago and was already deep in a conversation you had no idea how to take notes on, that and she kept
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So, first little thing before I start my challenges in attempt to extinguish this terrible writer’s block. It’s terrible >.> I don’t even know how I wrote this. But I did. So, I hope you enjoy.
**Disclaimer: I do NOT own Attack on Titan, the Characters, or the Reader!**
They were starting to notice, and you didn’t know what to do. After joining the Survey Corps you had began to change from the talkative, bombastic girl who wanted to help everyone to the reserved girl who blushed and looked at edge most of the day. The others had worried for you, fearing only the worst that might have happened to you. Had you been attacked? Had you been threatened? Did you get into trouble? The thoughts were going through their heads whenever they saw you pass by, hands stuffed into pristine white pant pockets, your (color) eyes towards the dirt crunching under your feet.
It wasn’t until one day during training that their suspicions changed directions. You
Pirate!PrussiaxReader - All That's LeftHis country was gone, and all he had left was his ship. He was a pirate, a fierce one at that. His crew looked up to him, believing in hope. The black ship roamed the seas, destroying what they wanted, and taking what they wanted. Doing as he pleased filled his empty heart.More Like This
Gilbert Beilschmidt was the captain of his ship. Everyone in the world feared him, even his brother. He stood at the top of his ship, looking out in front of him as his crew ran around. A smirk appeared on his face, yet there was something missing. He looked around, eyes narrowing and he pulled out his spyglass.
Off in the distance was a ship. By the flags, he guessed it was a royal ship. He laughed loudly and snapped at his crew. “Men, get ready! We have another winner!” The men below cheered and Gilbert pointed towards the ship, excitement clouding his mind. All he wanted was to crush someone.
As they got close to the ship, he noticed that no one was on the deck. He was confused, walking down the stair
The Nazi and his Lovely Servant Ch.10Ok! Well this chapter wont be long cause I wrote it THEN MY LAPTOP CRASHED!! THIS CHAPTER WAS REALLY LONG THEN IT CRASHED AND IM AGGRAVTED SO IT WILL BE SHORT. But the week after next is Easter so I hope to upload more then Also, in this chapter, it kind of switches to others people POVs, and I know that can be really annoying but this will (hopefully) be the only chapter it happens it. Enjoy! One more thing! When its Ludwigs POV, I wont be replacing his W's with V's like I do when I make him speakMore Like This
You blinked slowly, and the first thing you realised was that you wern't alone. Sure enough, when you blinked some more, you found that you were pulled close to a warm, muscular body. Your legs were tangled with someone else's and your arms were trapped inbetween your body and the other persons. The blanket that was covering you and just about covered your mouth. You gasped and slowly tilted your head upwards. Mr. Beilschmidt was asleep, his head resting on the top your
Merciful (Pirate!Prussia x Reader)He did not care even to notice he wasn’t alone until he reached the shore of the large town, a flintlock pistol resting in loose fingers, the grip easy and his expression calm enough that one could easily assume he had no fears about his place on the beach that night. The entire place was deserted at first sight, the people of the town assuredly sound asleep in their beds; the sea remained at low tide, exposing much of the coastline itself. If he glanced behind himself he could still catch sight of his ship resting on the waters quite a distance away, although near enough that he didn’t feel, thank God, abandoned.More Like This
Drawing a trembling breath, he quickly drew his cloak further over his shoulders, soothed by the feel of the material against his skin but also slightly bothered with the fact that he was forced to hide his face whilst he wandered the village, and also the town beyond. If anyone around the place had even the slightest shred of intellect they would have heard of hi
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It was just a typical day for you.. Going to school and such.
Yeah... Just a typical day-
“YO! (y/n)” shit it is one of your annoying friend, Alfred F. Jones.
“H-hey.....” you spoke
“Um....Fine...” you sigh
“Dude why be so gloom when the sun is shining so bright it could be a good day where
everything is like you know, brings you good luck” Alfred said eyes suddenly sparkles.
“Now where do you get that from?” you ask him
“Yao” Alfred said all sudden.
“I thought you hated him” you said feeling a bit suspicious.
“U-um well um...-”
“Whatever man I am going to class now” you said walking away from him
“DUDE WAIT!” Alfred ran to catch up.
--Le time skip--
After going into the class settling down and prepared. Some how you heard everyone in the class is chattering about the new boy.
“So I heard he is from Scotland” a girl said
Biscotti (GermanyxReader) "I'm using your kitchen, Ludwig!" You call to the blond German as you take out a bag of flour.More Like This
"Vat are you doing zis time, __________?" He asks, coming up behind you.
"Making Christmas cookies, duh! Biscotti, to be exact."
"Isn't zat Feliciano's zing?"
"Yeah, but he taught me how to make them. Besides, he's in Italy, remember?" You say, turning to face him.
"Ja, but vy do you have to make zem?" He questions, pecking you cheek.
"Because I like them. And you know you do, too, Luddy."
"Vould you stop calling me zat? Anyvay, go ahead. Just don't make a mess." He says sternly, crossing his arms for emphasis, his steel blue eyes flashing.
"Will do, Lud!" You say, getting to work.
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You couldn't help but press your back up against the wall, one hand over your mouth, eyes wide, and the serving platter pressing against your chest. 'Oh god, Oh god...’ Blinking, you tried to compose yourself when the French man gave you an odd look, you smiled sheepishly and Francis laughed, shaking his head, returning to his pastry making.
"Tu c'est, ma petite, if you’re going to gawk, go talk to him, you're never going to get anywhere like this" he snickered, mostly to himself, looking up from his work when your cheeks heated up and you laughed nervously.
“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about!” you looked down at the metal platter, your face red as the blush made your face glow.
“Ah, mon chéri, you know full well what I mean” Francis continued to fold the deserts into perfect triangles, not messing up his work as he spoke, you could only stare at your shoes. “____, either way, you h
Prussia X Reader ~ Christmas PresentToday you decorated your chtistmas tree and after 2 hours of work, the tree is finally ready for christmas. Unfortunately you have no one to celebrate, but even so, you want to have a christmas tree in your apartment. Soon it is Christmas and the only thing you wish for, is a boyfriend.More Like This
Acutally you have a crush on Gilbert and you kneel down before the christmas tree and pray. You pray that you will find a boyfriend soon or that you will meet Gilbert someday and be with him forever.
~~~~~~~~~~~ Timeskip to the 24th December ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This day is kinda boring for you...until yet. You watched TV the whole day and on every channel they talk about christmas. You watched until 5 p.m. Then someone knocks on your door. 'Who is that?', you thought and stand up to open to the door.
You saw Tino (Finland) and stare at him. Then he starts to talk: "Hi _________, I heard you are alone on Christmas and you like Gilbert". You blush and ask him shyly: "Where did you know that?". Tino lau
German Brothers x Reader - Beer for Christmas?!"Ok, and...here is my present for you Gil!" you smiled as you handed him the wrapped package.More Like This
"Yes! An awesome hat for the awesome Gilbird!" he cheered, placing the little hat on his flying friend, "Thanks (Name)!"
"What, I'm not awesome?" you asked playfully.
"Oh. Ja, you're awesome, just not us awesome as me!"
"...and Gilbird of course." he nervously added after his bird gave a warning chirp.
"Why did you even want to come over?" asked Ludwig, facepalming.
"What? A girl can't hang out with her two best friends?" you retorted.
"No that's not what I-"
"-Why don't we just get to the next part of Christmas at the Beilschmidt house?" suggested Gilbert, walking into the kitchen and practically sticking his head in the fridge.
"Ok bruder," replied Ludwig.
"Would someone tell me what is happening?" you asked.
"The next part of Christmas," replied Ludwig.
"Ok...what is the next part of Christmas?" you asked again, irritated.
"Why beer of course!!" exclaimed Gilbert, finally slamming th
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“Seven minutes where?”
Alfred simply smiled expectantly, holding out a hand. The music was loud, but you had actually heard him correctly, and he knew this.
“Alfred, you must be drunk if you think I’m going into any sketchy closet with some stranger chosen by pure chance.”
“It’s not chance, it’s fate!” Alfred encouraged, ever the optimist. “You could meet the love of your life in that closet.”
You rolled your eyes, following him to the semi-circle of sofa strewn with empty cans and bottles and buzzed partygoers, and sat next to Antonio. “I’ll watch but I’m not participating.”
This remark was immediately met with groans and appeals of “Come on, it’ll be fun!”
“Try it once,” Alfred proposed, straddling a plastic chair in the center of attention, “and if you don’t like it, I’ll take ya home.”
“To my place,” you specified.
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"Wahhh!" the cries of a small country echos through the halls of the Edelstein Mansion. You push back some strands of (h/c) behind your ear and sigh before standing from your chair, placing your notebook on the table and walking out the door.
"Roderich stop hurting Feli!" you yell as you open the door and scoop up the small italian, examining him if he had any wounds. "(Name)! Leave him!" he yells turning red "And why should I...I care about Feli like he's my own child." you reply opening the door and walking towards the piano room which is connected to your room.
"Grazie mamma.." Italy says, holding onto your dress as you carry him. "It was no problem Feli..hello Holy Rome" you say spotting the young blond hiding behind the wall "A-ah hello Miss (Name)..Italy.." he shyly says.
"Ciao Holy Rome, we were on our way to the piano room, care to join us?" Italy exclaims beaming with a smile, you laugh seeing Holy Rome blush and quickly nod "Then we better get going." gaining a nod from both
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Romano walked through the halls of the World Summit Place. Or the UN Building. He’d much rather be at home, tending to his tomato garden, but no. He had to attend a month-long meeting, with Countries he disliked. Well, there was one Country he didn’t mind being here with. ‘(Country name)’ he thought walking back to the room he and his brother were sharing.
(Country name)’s room happened to be right across the hall, and Veninciano and him often heard her falling asleep to her favourite music at night. Romano soon reached his room. He was surprised that he didn’t hear the normally loud music through (Country name)’s door. ‘She must be out of the building right now.’ Romano thought to himself. ‘She only leaves her room for the meetings otherwise.’
“Russia!” He then heard her scream. “Put me down! Leave me alone!” She screamed at him. This caught Romano’s attention. He ran down the hall to find
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Prussia x Reader Don't Touch My Sketchbook!
"C'mon frau! Let zhe awesome me see!" Your albino friend begged.
"I said no Gilbert!" you snapped. You, like many other people, are VERY protective over your sketchbook.
"Vhat are you hiding in zhere?!" he tried to grab the book from your lap from where you sat on the couch. But much to his dismay, you moved and he face planted over the piece of furniture. "Jeez frau! So harsh!" he said in mock hurt. You merely rolled your (e/c) eyes and walked into the kitchen.
Ever since you two met in the third grade, you always carried around a sketchbook. And always, you would never let him see. He would bribe you, flirt with you, he even made the rest of the BTT plan an elaborate heist to even steal a glance at one of those ivory pages.
Once Gilbert collected himself, he followed you into the kitchen. You were sitting on the marble counter. Your (h/l) (h/c) hair framing your face perfectly as the light for a nearby window shone against your skin.
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"Here dude, for you!"
"H-here… it's not like I gave this to you on purpose, bloody frog!"
"Ve~! Germany, here!"
You stood in the corner of the conference room as the other countries continued to exchange presents. You had already given your present to Canada (though you could barely find him earlier) and were now just waiting for the gift exchange to end. You didn't really mind if you received a present or not, just as long as you didn't have to face your crush today.
…Well, there goes that.
You watched as Turkey stood in front of you, smiling yet somehow seeming like a smirk.
"Um, yes Turkey?" you asked, trying to keeping your cool as much as possible.
"Well, here's your present," he said, passing it to you.
"Oh, t-thanks Turkey," you said, taking it and proceeding to open it before he placed his hand on your shoulder, effectively stopping you.
"But before that…" he used his other hand to point up, and you turned in confusion, only t
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"Ah, what a belle…" I said to myself as I saw her. She was so beautiful. She had brown skin like almonds as she walked down the street in a black dress accented with red and yellow. The way the skirt of her dress swayed softly with her smooth legs and the way her hips swayed to their own beat. Her cute little waist up to her pert breasts, her body, almost irresistible. Her lips, a dull red to match her belt. Her hair bobbing to every step. I watched her walk down the concrete walking it as if it were a runway, a private model show just for me. I had to know about this girl. I just had too. I carefully watched her from my bench where I was enjoying some sweet bread, she walked up to some man. She stopped and began to speak to him. Looking closely, I realize it's Antonio. I could recognize that smile anywhere. But what is he doing with a beautiful girl such as her? Curiosity consumed me as I snuck closer trying to overhear them.
"Hermanita, I thought I wouldn't f
Playing ninja (JapanXReader)You giggled quietly, trying hard not to make yourself too obvious. Why you ask? Well, currently you were hiding from your otaku boyfriend. Not that he knew, he’d gone to the kitchen to get snacks and drinks fit for the most epic of anime marathons that evening.More Like This
And of course, your first reaction was to dive underneath the covers of his bed, flattening yourself to the best of your possibility. You were hoping to give him a good scare.
“(y/n)-chan?” Kiku scanned his bedroom, a tray with food balancing on his palms.
You suppressed a chuckle and held your breath as you heard him. After putting the tray on his desk, Kiku smiled when he saw your form underneath the covers. “Hmmm..... I really wouldn’t know where she got to.” He commented, sitting on the edge of the bed and leaning back, leaning his weight onto you.
It wasn’t that he was heavy or anything, he was just pressing onto you so much that you gave up after a few moments, sitting up and glomp
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Wish List~ Song Fic
Allistor sighed, downing another drink of the burning amber liquid. He rubbed his bloodshot eyes and stared blankly out the window, watching the fluffy, white flakes fall silently. In contrast to the peaceful scene outside, the inside of the house was a mess; empty scotch bottles were strewn across the floor, some of the glittering glass ground into the filthy carpet. A sad-looking Christmas tree stood in the corner, its flimsy branches drooping down. It was almost as if the tree could sense the sadness that lingered in the room. The only semblance of cheer in the dilapidated room was a small fire the crackled and sparked happily in the grate.
I’ve had a fire burning
Since the holidays began
I hear it’s cold out where you’re living
But it ain’t colder than I’ve been
I’ve been an animal since you left me
I need you wrapped under my tree
My Christmas cheer is here and ready
But where are you to set it free?
Allistor picked up
ScotlandxReader~Kilt FactsThe moment the screen went black, you nearly screamed. Curse this bloody storm! Because of it, the paper you'd written about 'Scottish men and their kilts' was now completely gone.More Like This
'Dammit!' You thought, wishing to tear out your hair. 'I knew I should have saved it!'
Thinking quickly, you called up the only country you knew would have the proper information about such a thing. Scotland.
Luckily, the phone lines weren't dead yet, so as the line on the other end began to ring, you sighed with relief. This paper was due monday, and you'd been so busy having fun with other countries and your friends, you totally forgot. So now it was saturday night, and you were expected to attend a party at America's tomorrow so you didn't want to be stuck at home.
"Ello' who's this?" the scottish voice on the other end boomed.
"Hey Alistair." you smiled hearing his deep voice. "Could I nab some information from you?"
"What kind of infrmation lassie?" he asked, seemingly sounding delighted. That
Sealand x Young!Reader. It hurts, take it out!"Ow! Ow, Peter- Ow! Get it out!" You screeched.More Like This
"Hey, hey calm down. It'll stop hurting soon..." The young Brit said soothingly. Arthur had just been walking past the room at that point, and he froze, looking at the door.
"I never thought it would hurt this much!" You cried.
"No, nobody does..." Peter gave a small sigh. Arthur stepped closer to the door, listening intently. No, that was definitely the sound of creaking bedsprings.
"Ow! Stop moving it like that!" Arthur felt faint. The two of you can't have been older than twelve! "Get it out of me!" You snapped, fighting back the urge to sob. Francis came past, the opposite way Arthur came, but Arthur beckoned him over.
"You're experienced in this field, right?" The Englishman whispered.
"What field?" Francis whispered back, wondering why they were whispering.
"Listen..." Bedsprings groaned again.
"Ooh! There was no need for that!" Peter snapped.
"You're hurting me!" You wailed.
"Well, I don't see what's so-" Francis was cut off by a p
Older!Sealand x Reader. It doesn't hurt any more.A yelp of pain left your lips as the bedsprings creaked in protest.More Like This
"Hey, calm down, __________. It'll stop hurting soon..." Peter soothed you. Arthur was walking past the closed door of the room at that moment, and froze at the sounds. They seemed vaguely familiar to him...
"Don't you think I know that?!" You snapped.
"I know..." Peter sighed softly. Arthur stepped closer, listening closely just as Peter gave a small grunt. Where had he been through this before?
"Stop moving it like that!" You cried. That's it. Arthur thought, nodding. Five years ago, he'd walked past a room with the two of you in, making rather innapropriate sounds. You'd just had bubblegum in your hair. Francis wandered past, and Arthur tapped his arm as he did. The Frenchman turned with a quizzical and slightly annoyed look.
"Ow! I don't think there was much need for that..." Peter said sharply.
"S-sorry!" You apologised. "But you... You're hurting me!" Francis looked at Arthur.
"She's got bubblegum in 'er '
BTLG - Colliding Hearts- Adult! Holy Rome x ReaderMore Like This
Ashes fell from the grey-stained sky.
Below was a girl who appeared from thin air; whose body rested against soft green grass.
She was now in a different dimension, a different place, and a different time.
This was going to be the adventure of her life.
Little did she know that with every adventure and every wish was a price.
A price that may cost her what she values most.
So her story began…
Ashes fell onto your nose.
You coughed unpleasantly. “Ack”
Sitting upright, you coughed again. Gazing forward you blinked when surprise literally ran into your face.
“Wha-? Oh sh*t!”
A whole battalion of caped soldiers rushed forward with swords raised.
Adrenaline surged through your body and you sprang into action. Your feet carried you safely away from the battalion until you were met with different battalion of soldiers. “Dammit really??” Finding no place to
Trial of Blood Hunter!NederlandxVamp!Reader P6More Like This
PART SIX: Revelation
Running was a hassle when you were trying not to let on that you were a vampire! It was sluggish and irritating because every now and again you’d speed up unnaturally and then feel self-conscious about it. Mortals were so boring! But there was one good thing about running this slow; you could check the Netherlands out more. Looking at this crazy hunter was more exciting the local militia doing their training exercises with no shirts on. Everything about this guy exuded power, from the way he pumped air with his arms, his broad chest seeming to punch the atmosphere with each deep breath to the way his thighs tightened at each lift.
Perhaps he had noticed your eyes staring at his thighs, because all too quickly he pulled some string at the back of his jacket and long leather coat-tails flapped across his legs. Oh damn it! That was ruining it, but it made you keep pace with him more and before long you had passed the town square to the little to
Trial of Blood Hunter!NederlandxVamp!Reader P4More Like This
PART FOUR: Another Meeting
You had decided on the easiest course of action, with regards to getting to town before Romania, so you’d turned yourself into a bat. Turning into anything that was not the same proportions was incredibly difficult at the best of times, but when you were stressed you were not supposed to do anything even similar to that! However you’d managed the horrible experience of compression and limb extension to form a small little mouse-brown bat with pale little wings.
You darted out of the window and almost straight into a spider’s web, luckily Italy had changed into his little monster self and given you a little nudge out of the way. He stuck to your side with his idiotic beaming smile and the pair of your fluttered around in the air, heading for a place where there was a lot of noise. Well, you assumed that the sound of chaotic carts and swear words from drunken villagers would lead you to the village itself. Italy seemed much m
Trial of Blood Hunter!NederlandxVamp!Reader P3More Like This
PART THREE: A Warning
That evening your mind was pondering over everything that had taken place already… strangers had come to the mountains, your sire was back, the Strigoi were suddenly more active and the wolves were on the prowl. It was true then that whatever dark force was working in the Carpathian Mountains was obviously trying to get attention from your father and had somehow managed to pull hunters into the mix? Probably from all the chaos it was causing…
A hunter killing Romania was an added bonus to whatever beast was trying to compete with him for dominance in the area. The thought of loosing Romania rocked you to the core… if only because if he went there was a chance you could die too along with everyone else who’d been helped by his magic. Of course England had been helpful in the library and told you it was not the case, but the thought stopped you from having a meal of blood in the evening with your fathers. Ukraine had been
MINI-CONTEST ENTRY Self-Exile NetherlandsxReaderMore Like This
This is just a short story for the contest on the group CountryxReader, it's got to be under 1500 words so let's hope it works out. It's about the Netherlands and you the reader are a vampire hunter who's gone after him and his family under the suspicion of them being vampires....
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You had felt the cold eyes upon you even as your horse had pulled up to the creaking old windmill where you had chased your prey to. If the rumours that he was a vampire were so untrue, if Belgium was to be believed, then why had he continued to run from you? It had only been for beating a titbit out of Luxemburg that you had learnt of this half broken old mill where he had often chosen to hide when people questioned him. But why would the Netherlands be so afraid of you when he had once been your inspiration? He'd been the hero of Europe along with the other Vampire Hunters, but things had gone strange since he'd visited Romania years ago...
If rumours were true then that was when he had been turned
A Revealing Close-up - NederlandsxReader P11 - EndMore Like This
PART ELEVEN: TOGETHER
Getting back to the set had been easy as pie in the end – if only because the thunder and lightning of the storm pulled everyone under cover. You had kept close to Abel’s side throughout the run and your hands never parted, even though you were nearly dragged on. Your stomach knotted with fear from this exposure… returning to your trailer in time for Elizabeta was suddenly less alleviating.
“Did you try to drown her you crazy Dutch bastard?” Elizabeta snarled, angrily brandishing a hair dryer and a very flexible plastic comb. You grinned rather nervously at Liz as she sat you down and threw a towel over your head. You wanted to stop her from bleating, well barking at the Netherlands for storming off but that was suicide. Besides, there were more important matters to discus right now that were able to shake Liz’s focus.
“We’ve been exposed! The most revealing close up of all – they caught us ki
A Revealing Close-up - NederlandsxReader P10More Like This
PART TEN: CONFRONTATION
You ended up storming off set and off the production area completely in your search for him. All the time the same things kept running around your head – what had he been so sensitive about? Nothing had happened but work so why had it bothered him so much? Of course there was no doubt in your mind that he must have seen the work with Spain, it was the only way to explain his storming off and acting like a spoilt brat. Oh you were so angry with him that you were stomping around town with tightened knuckles and grinding teeth, barely saying hello to anyone that recognised you and greeted you.
The real question that was at the front of your mind however was where the Netherlands would have gone? It was a difficult question indeed as you realised that, though the pair of you were very fond of each other… the relationship seemed to have too secret a manner, too much physical… it was not what a real relationship should be like.
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Are you a saint, or a sinner?
If love's a fight, then I shall die,
With my heart on a trigger.
You laughed to yourself as you sprinted down the streets. You loved your job. You created confusion and turmoil in people's feelings, made them lose control. Yes, you were the demon of Lust. You were the reason people forced themselves upon others. Humans were so easily duped into those lustful feelings, and you absolutely adored it. You glanced back over your shoulder, checking to see if you had lost the pathetic angels that had been pursuing you. You looked back in front of you, just in time to smash face first into what felt like a brick wall. Hmm, well, a brick wall that was a tad soft. And warm... You shook your head as you slowly sat up on the ground, trying to clear your mind of the crash-induced haze. You looked at the "wall" and your eyes widened. You hadn't ran into a wall. You had ran smack into the strong chest of a ver
Clumsy you! [Rivaille/Levi X Reader]"You again?!?!"More Like This
"IM SO SORRY! SIR!!"
You quickly gave a 90 degree now toward the Lance Corporal Rivaille. You didn't mean to be in his office and be scold by him again, but your clumsiness just handed you over to him.
He stood up from his chair and read the complaint letters about you.
He sighed. "How many times do I have to tell you to watch your steps or even your small actions?"
You stood up straight and started to count in your mind.
"Around 527, sir." You smiled.
You flinched as he slammed the letters on his desk."I told you that many times, how can you always make the same freaking mistake?? IDIOT!"
You wanted to cry. "I'm so sorry..."
He slowly walked toward you. "This time, you accidentally knocked over 4 pots of soup and 6 baskets of bread. Not only that, you soaked the breads with water?"
"I was trying to clean the bread..."
"Don't you know bread will dissolve in water?!?!" He scolded again. "How clumsy and stupid are you?"
You kept apologizing and bowing toward him.
ItalyxReader Marry Me, Dammit!More Like This
Marry Me, Dammit!
"_______, will you marry me?" Your Italian boyfriend was on his knees before you in your local park. You had been dating for nearly three years. You sighed. Dammit, Feli! How many times do I have tell you this? This had been the third time he asked you, of course he would ask in public. His amber eyes were full of hope and a small crowd of nosey people began to form. You knelt to his level and kissed him before leaning into his ear.
"Feli, the answer is 'no'! Why do you keep asking?" You whispered in his ear. When you pulled away, you thought that the wimpy Italian would burst into tears. You pulled him up to his feet and gave him a quick hug before pulling him away from the crowd. You dragged the upset Italian behind the furthest tree. Once you were a safe distance away from people, you gave him a nod to let him know it was okay to cry. He immediately burst into tears, long streams of water flowing out his eyes. You rolled you
ItalyxReader: Kissing PracticeBeing the good student she was, (Name) was doing her homework with her textbook and spiral notebook out on her desk. She didn't realize that there was a knock on the door until her mother called.More Like This
"Sweetie, Feli's here," she said. (Name) got up from her chair and opened her room's door. She saw Feliciano Vargas behind her mother, who waved at her. She wasn't expecting him to be here, but she decided not to say anything. "Dad and I are going out for a while. Take care of the house, okay?"
(Name) nodded. "Alright, bye, Mom." That meant it was only her and Feliciano in the house when they left.
When the two heard the undeniable click of the closing front door, Feli decided to speak. "Ciao, (Name)!"
"Hey, there, Feli. Not to be rude … but what are you doing here…?" she asked, letting him enter the room and sit on the edge of the bed.
"I-I'm sorry, it was a last minute decision, but…" He figeted with his fingers a little. "T-this is a little personal…"
Italy X Reader - Bubble Bath FunMore Like This
You closed the bathroom door behind you with a sigh. Your whole body ached from the high amounts of stress you had endured during the long week, and you couldn’t be happier it was Friday.
You turned on the bath taps, watching the hot water spurt out. You could already imagine lying in the bath, the swirling water soothing your sore limbs. You smiled at the thought and began to discard your clothing, tossing them to the floor as the bath began to fill with clear water.
As you slid off your last sock as threw it to the floor, you couldn’t help but notice a large bottle of bubble bath sitting on the shelf. It had an Italian flag on it, so it must be your boyfriend’s. You smiled as you squeezed the milky liquid into the bath, causing millions of pure white bubbles to form in the swirling water.
You stepped slowly into the hot water. The bubbles tickled your legs as you took your time to get used to the heat. You let out a loud sigh of pleasure as you let your body sink de
see you next time. reader x kuroko tetsuya.More Like This
Kuroko rubbed his dark blue eyes and struggled to suppress a yawn. He hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep ever since the doctors informed him, in secrecy, that your time was almost up. So for the past few days, he had been consuming mainly coffee. But now the sleepiness is finally getting to him, and if you had noticed, you would have told him to go get some rest. He refused to let you, a dying patient, worry for his well-being.
Especially since if he obliged, you might pass away, with nobody to hold your hand; all alone. Kuroko would never allow you to experience the meaning of loneliness, not in your last moments; never.
“Hey, Kuroko.” Breaking the dead silence, you spoke up. Lifting the arm that wasn’t completely entangled in wires and tubes, you held your index finger to your lips thoughtfully.
“Hm? What is it, [Name]?” Kuroko looked up from his lap, and found you averting your gaze. He knew you were hesitating on whatever you were prepared to s
Roses are Red Grell X Reader OneshotMore Like This
“No, no, no. Those are no good at all. Look, at this little bit here it's brown and bent. I want only the best for my Bassy.” Stomping his feet in frustration, Grell let out a high pitched, closed mouthed scream. He turned away from you, his long red hair whipping around him as he did so. “Honestly, I thought females were supposed to understand this kind of thing.”
It had been like this for well over an hour now, and you were getting more and more frustrated with every passing minute. “Fine then, if I'm not helping, then why don't I just go home?” You were more than annoyed with his childish behavior. Unable to stand him anymore, you threw the roses you held in your hand onto the ground and began angrily walking away from Grell.
“W-wait, no, you can't leave me!” Grell rushed after you, falling at your knees and wrapping his arms around your legs. “If you leave, I might as well just end my miserable, pathetic life now. There's n
Colds and Kisses [Levi x Reader]More Like This
You admired the Lance Corporal. But saying that, there weren't many people who didn't. The only problem with him, you found, was an ego that could only be matched by his skill, which was saying a lot.
Today was no exception to his big headedness. You see, poor Levi had somehow managed to pick up quite the cold.
You walked into the Lance Corporals room with a cup of hot coffee and a bag. Levi coughed into his had, before sniffling and shifting his gaze to you. His cold stare trying to halt you, but you only laughed at his futile attempt. The Corporal was less frightening in this weak state.
"Now, now, don't do that! I'm only try to help!" You placed the cup next to him, sitting at the edge of his bed.
To you, Levi, being wrapped up in the warmest blanket you could find, was just like a little child. However, his personality was far from innocent.
"I don't need your help." He hissed, blowing his nose into a tissue.
You scoffed, "I beg to differ."
You could tell that he was getting madder
Attack on Cravat! (Rivaille x Reader)It was a simple dare contest. You and some of the other cadets from the 104th trainees squad were sitting, enjoying lunch at the recon team HQ when suddenly, someone suggested a simple game of truth or dare. Everyone agreed, the day having been long and mundane. They needed something interesting to do.More Like This
It started with Sasha, having refused the question asked to her, she was forced to lick a suspicious looking mushroom somone had found nearby. Christa was next. Someone asked her what her most embarrassing moment was, to which she replied, blushing horribly: "Wetting my bed the first night of trainee camp." The whole table laughed at that.
Eren, who had slipped away from his assigned group was asked who at the table would he marry if forced to. Eren blushed and hung his head, pointing ever so slowly at Mikasa, who seemed genuinely surprised. Eren tried to explain himself, claiming that because they were friends, it would be alright, but this only resulted in Mikasa decking the poor
Take me to the other side (AmericaxReader)It had been a while since I had seen her, I still remember the first time we met, she was about six. She was the cutest little girl I had ever seen. I was sitting in the park sulking, I had just gotten into another fight with Arthur. She must have seen me and out of curiosity, came to see why I was upset.More Like This
Hey mister, why you crying? She asked. Her big (e/c) eyes, staring up at me.
I got into another argument with my dad? I said.
Is he scary? Is that why you're hiding here from him? she asked. Her question caught me a little off guard.
No, he lives in England and we were arguing over the phone.
Sometimes my daddy is scary when he gets mad at me, but he always goes back to being my regular daddy. I'm sure yours will to. Hey, you wanna play with me? She smiled. She had such a big, bright smile, how could I say no.
Sure. I said as she grabbed my hand and pulle
LokixReader - All for an Ounce of Love - Part L1ATTENTION: This story is best viewed in a word processing document with the following items replaced with the corresponding words.More Like This
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"But what do I mean?" My pale, unleathered fist slams down on the reading podium and rattles the three books that I always keep here for reference. But it slowly eases out of the tough stone that I have coerced it into until I am lead to bracing myself against the sturdy reading aide.
"I often wonder that same thing, brother." Only one voice could boom with such marrow-wrenching ease. "Have you finally outwitted yourself?" With a hearty guffaw, my dea
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I've always felt that I was different. But I don't think I could have really fathomed what it was like to know just how different I really am. It just so happens to be the case that I'm such a freak that I have to step through this swirling, oozing portal and jump into another world...a world where I can be what I'm supposed to be. A
SnapexStudent!Reader - It StartsATTENTION: This story is best viewed in a word processing document with the following items replaced with the corresponding words.More Like This
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His head bends down to reach my lips, but he lingers, hot breath warming my face from the chill of the night air. Yeah, I bet he would tease. If he ever got the chance...if he were ever even attracted to me. I glance up at the Professor, who takes no notice of my wandering gaze. Of course not. Although, I am supposed to be doing my homework, so I suppose that he's assuming I'm ju
Vignettes: Lazy days (Tom Hiddleston x Reader)Today is one of those rare days where you find yourself spending time with Tom Hiddleston. You did not have papers to finish and exams to study for, and he does not have a shoot, a travel or another live guesting. Sometimes you would both celebrate these rare moments with a dinner at a (sometimes fancy, depending on Tom's mood) restaurant or a movie (usually of your choice, Tom has yet to develop the ability to say no when you bat your eyelashes at him and give him your best puppy-dog eyes).More Like This
Not today though.
You have both opted to spend the day in. You were currently curled up in a couch, your head resting on Tom's legs while he absent-mindedly ran his hands through your hair. His fingers would sometimes graze on your cheeks before curling an errant lock of hair behind your ear. He knows you love it when he does that.
Tom's voice broke you out of your train of thoughts. You looked up, seeing that familiar far-away look on his face. You knew he was reminiscing something. You sm
Letters and Denial (Young!Sirius x Reader)More Like This
-Reader, Christmas, Fluff
Signed, your Secret Admirer
You tear your eyes from the love letter some soul had slipped into your bag sometime today. You’d been eyeing it with disdain. Honestly, who wrote love letters anymore? Though you had to admit the penmanship was fairly splendid. Still it did nothing for you. You hadn’t time for silly love letters. You already had your sights set elsewhere. You move said eyes over to peer at the gentleman who’d so rudely made your heart endure things you’d never felt before.
"I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him."
“I would greatly appreciate if you would stop talking.”
"But Sev! Look at him sitting there all handsome and intelligent, reading a book! Ugh, and he knows it too!"
"If you're so obsessed with the Gryffindor idiot perhaps it’d best to approach him and quickly let him turn you down."
You turn your gaze to Severu
This Too Shall Pass (Loki x Reader)More Like This
*Thor: Dark World spoilers*
Not again I scream
The circle of us
Won't break its pattern
Won't seize cause
Your hands are trembling as you listen to the priest verbally bind you both together. Your heart is pounding loudly it resounds in your head and you have to remind yourself to breathe.
“(Name), wilt thou have this man to be thy husband, and wilt thou pledge thy faith to him, in all love and honor, in all duty and service, in all faith and tenderness, to live with him, and cherish him, according to the ordinance of God, in the holy bond of marriage?"
You pull your gaze from the priest, turning to peer at Loki. His face is neutral, almost indifferent and your heart shudders at the sight. You swallow hard before reply.
The priest nods to you, “Now repeat after me.”
And you do; every single word.
"I, (name), take thee Balder, to be my wedded husband, and I do promise and covenant, before these witnesses, to
Romania x Reader: Friends on the Other SideMore Like This
AUTHOR'S NOTE: (h/n) stands for hated name/person you don't like. I had to change it because some people were annoying the &^%&$# outta me. Now just read the story and deal with it!
~Sit down at my table
Put your minds at ease
If you relax it will enable me to do
Anything I please
I can read your future
I can change it 'round some, too
I'll look deep into your heart and soul
(You do have a soul, don't you, Lawrence?)
Make your wildest dreams come true!~
“Welcome ladies, to my magic shop” Vladimir opened the door as two women stepped inside.
“So what do they call you?” Vladimir asked
“I’m (y/n) and this is (f/n)” the prettier of the two spoke.
“I am Vladimir, but you may call me Vlad if you wish” he quickly prepared his table for the guests and sat down.
Vladimir smirked as (y/n) and her friend (f/n) took their seats and watched as he pulled out a deck of tarot cards.
He flipped the cards and watched the two with interest. See, he wa
Romano x Reader: Strangers Like MeMore Like This
~Whatever you do, I'll do it too
Show me everything and tell me how
It all means something
And yet nothing to me
I can see there's so much to learn
It's all so close and yet so far
I see myself as people see me
Oh, I just know there's something bigger out there
I wanna know, can you show me
I wanna know about these
strangers like me
Tell me more, please show me
Something's familiar about these strangers like me~
Lovino scowled as he watched (y/n) spar with Antonio. (y/n) may be a woman, but she could fight Russia and win if she wanted to. Lovino was used to running away or being defeated without a fight. Lovino felt like a coward and a weakling for running. That’s why he was determined to learn how to fight. He wanted to win a war and show the world what he was made of. He wouldn’t quit or back down, no matter what.
(y/n) wasn’t even breaking a sweat and Antonio already looked ready to collapse. Antonio called it quits and returned to his room to nap. Now was Lovino
Germania x Reader: Tale as Old as TimeMore Like This
~Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
“Mutti, how did you meet Vati?” Gilbert asked as he climbed onto your lap.
“Let’s see….” You smiled
“This land is mine!” you barked as the tall blonde refused to leave and still aimed his sword at you. You wore a full suit of armor designed to protect you during battle. You both finished a futile fight for a small patch of land near the ocean that neither of you seemed to be willing to give up. You needed this land to have access to the oceans and be able to trade.
“Back down before I have to go to war vith you….” He muttered lowly and narrowed his eyes in a threatening display. You growled and took off your helmet and glared back at him. Your (h/c) locks fell and framed your face as he lowered his sword.
“Oh…you’re a woman…You can have it” the man nodded and placed his swor
Hetalia x Reader - The Heavenly WorldMore Like This
Your parents always said that you lived in a heavenly world; or, at least, you were going to.
You were moving into a new area today for personal reasons, and the area you were going to live in was a place your parents used to stay at.
Here – well, according to them – the lovers are Italian, the cooks are French, the police are English, the mechanics are German and everything is organized by the Swiss.
Apparently that was a good thing.
You didn't really know.
Nonetheless, as you trudged up the porch of your new house, you were pretty sure you were in anything but a heavenly world.
In order to save money, you’d driven up to this new place by car; driving itself wasn’t a problem, but you were forced to stay inside the car for so long that you’d gotten quite tired. By the time you actually made it to your new home, the car actually broke down, so now you had to fix it.
That wasn’t the only thing, either.
Since you’d used a loca
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So Many Maple Leaf-Themes Sweets! - Canada x Reader [CANADA DAY SPECIAL]
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You couldn't resist; you just couldn't. You had seen them in your local crafts store while you were there to buy yarn to knit a sweater for Matthew's birthday. You were roaming around the store, just wandering to see if anything caught your eye. You were in the baking aisle, since baking and cooking were hobbies you enjoyed. With an unimpressed look, you scanned the cookie cutters and cake pans. Until you saw it. There were maple leaf shaped cake pans and cookie cutters. All in different sizes.
You couldn't refuse buying them. Besides, a maple leaf shaped cake with a mountain of maple leaf shaped cookies sounded like a better gift than a sweater. Well maybe not better, but a
2p!F.A.C.E. x teen!reader- She's growing up(alt.)Later on in the night, when the house emptied, your dad was bandaging you up. When he was done, he kissed your arm, 'There we are. All better!"More Like This
"What's the matter darling? You've been acting weird since you've come back."
He gasped, "W-what's wrong?! What did he do to you?!" he touched your face frantically.
You shook your head to get his hands off, "Please! I have to ask you something!"
"What is it?"
"...A-are you my real dad?" your words seemed to hurt him. When you saw this, it made your heart hurt too, "O-Oli-"
He hugged you tightly, "P-please stop calling me that."
"You're not, huh?"
"W-who told you?"
"Poppet, I'm sorry."
"W-why didn't you just tell me?"
He looked up to your eyes with his close to tears, "I-I just thought it would be best to let you think what you wanted. I-I would love to be your real dad! I love you!"
"I-I'm not sure what to say," you choked out. Oliver squeezed you.
"P-please dear. Y-you don't have to think of me differently.
Birthday Wish AmericaxReaderAlfred was, to put it bluntly, a real moron. No matter what you tried, no matter how you hinted, he could never catch on to the fact that you had more than friendly feelings for him. Which was annoying for you because even just hinting at it was hard to do, so actually confessing wasn’t really much of an option; especially since you’d been friends with the man for almost half of your life.More Like This
But it looked like you didn’t have much of a choice anymore. Alfred was just way too dense to get anything else so your only option was to be blunt and say it straight out. And the more you thought about it, the less you had any idea as to how you were actually going to tell him. The only thing that you knew you were going to do was that you would tell him on his birthday. But you didn’t know how, or what time, or even where to do it! So, naturally, you were stressed out.
And of course your friends, who you were currently hanging out with, noticed.
“Mon cheri whatever is
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"Voila! Crepes topped with your favorite fruit ma cherie!" France exclaimed excitedly, grinning as he spun elegantly before placing the dish before you.
You stared down at the beautiful breakfast you'd been presented with...somehow it didn't look as beautiful as it usually did...it didn't look as lovely yesterday morning either...
Taking a break from your food you looked up at France and managed a smile. "Thank you, Francis. It's lovely." you said softly.
You immediately felt your heart sink and tried to keep your expression from following suit when France's blue eyes sadenned and the corners of his mouth turned downward.
"___________________? What's wrong..? You've been acting very strangely since yesterday. Are you no longer enjoying my company?" France asked, forcing a half-smile though he looked more unsure, scared, and hurt by the idea than anything.
"No! I mean I am totally enjoying myself! I've just had a few things on my mind is all." you said, trying to reassure him with the b
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Happy Synthesizer kimi no mune no oku made
Todoku youna melody kanaderuyo
Remembering the fragile crush that suddenly went out of bloom
It's all a funny story when we look back on it now
Everything in front of us all seemed to be so glamorous
Those days are looking at us now and sharing us a smile
You were alone in the classroom, lightly drumming your fingers out of boredom. Again, Alfred was being late. He promised to meet you at three, but it was past twenty minutes since the promised time.
The door suddenly burst open. "Here comes the HERO! Hey, [Name]!"
You rolled your eyes. "Alfred, what time did you promised to meet me?"
He paused for a while, counting his fingers. "Um, three?"
"And what time is it now?"
He only laughed nervously. You sighed in desperation. The idiot never knew any better, so it's useless.
"Whatever. Come on, let's start the lesson."
"But I don't want to study!"
"Stop whining and sit down!" you yelled at him. He he
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Arthur gave a heavy sigh as he stared down at the variety of maps and compasses spread all over his rough wooden desk.
No matter how many maps he had, how many directions he steered the ship, he had no idea how to find a moving ship.
With a low and loud groan, Arthur swept every document from his desk onto the floor and rested his forehead against the chipped table.
He'd had enough; he wasn't ever going to find that bloody ship, no matter how many hours he spent staring at maps and calculating how long it would take to get places.
"I'm done, I won't be able to find it..." The Briton sighed again, running a hand through his messy mop of blonde hair.
"Don't say that." A low voice spoke from the other side of the room.
The viridian eyed nation turned and stared at the man sat on his bed, his eyes dark.
"When the hell did you get here?" Arthur stretched, his shirt riding up slightly to show a pale stomach.
"I've been here for a while; you were so focused, I didn't want to interrupt y
Going Native (2P!F.A.C.E. x Child!Reader)Matthew refused to be anywhere near the house and spent most if all of his time with ___________, even though her mother was home but he figured it was the two of the lesser evils. Jett was Alfred’s cousin from Australia. He visited a few years back and since then, he and Alfred were inseparable. They enjoyed the same things, they were both reckless, and they both loved to be around Artie. Matthew on the other hand, didn’t like the noise and more importantly having TWO Alfreds about and decided to find some peace.More Like This
“What’s wrong Mattie?” said ________________ looking at him. He looked tired.
“I hadn’t had any sleeps in days,”
“Jett and Alfred have been keeping me up all night. The two idiots have been at it all night competing. Jett threw a boomerang and dared Alfred to catch it before it got back to him. When he did, he dared him to catch it with his teeth. Then Alfred showed him how to throw a tomahawk. Th
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Romano + Tomatoes= Love?
It was hard to explain how nervous you were, though you were also feeling a bit giddy.
For the past few months, you've been secretly growing a small tomato garden your yard. You weren't all that experienced in growing tomatoes, and since you wanted them to be absolutely perfect, you called the only person that came to mind.
Of course the Spaniard that you called upon was happy to help, since he claimed that the bright red fruit was his specialty, and indeed it was.
Though many times he asked you why you were planting a tomato garden, you always got red in the face and looked away indignantly. You tried to keep the secret inside of you, but it seemed as if Spain had seen through you.
"So you're doing all this for Lovi~" he smiled knowingly.
Were you that easy to read?!
"W-Whatever!" you fumed, continuing your scouting for weeds in the small garden.
"Well you sure have the right idea chica! Lovi loves tomatoes!"
You blinked. Was Spai
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"Come on say it."
"Not a chance."
"Please? For me?"
"I said no!"
"Don't you have to be bothering someone else?!"
"Not until 9."
Spain sighed as he watched Norway and Iceland have their usual argument. He couldn’t remember the last time he had been called 'big brother'. After most of his little colonies grew up and got their independence, he had talked very little to any of them. How he missed the days when they all were together. Maybe he could try and follow Norway's example and just ask, but who should he try it with first?
A sudden, random memory from his past hit him like a ton of bricks.
~Le Flashback; Ohonhon~
Spain descended his ship and look around the land. Not much out of the ordinary; some trees, grass, a couple birds, the Sunlight was harsh by normal person standards, but he was used to it by now. No one seemed to be around, though. "I claim these lands in the name of España
Amaimon X Reader ~ Rumor Has It Chapter 1More Like This
Amaimon X Reader ~ Rumor Has It Chapter 1
In high school, it’s only natural for there to be rumors, about everyone. Some were true, some were not. Some were really good, and some people couldn’t care less about. At True Cross Academy, a girl named (Name) (Surname) definitely had the most rumors, assumptions, and everything else. The best part was that no one knew why. Most of the rumors were about her and the green haired demon named Amaimon. Some were true, some were not.
(Name) found the ones that were not true quite funny. They couldn’t be less true. Her favorite was that she and Amaimon had hooked up in Mephisto’s office, and when he walked in it turned into a three- some. Most of the time, she didn’t even mention to Amaimon that there were rumors, but that one she had to share. Another one was that he’d brainwashed her into thinking they had an arranged marriage. She was yet to te
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"Lena, come on!" you yelled, dragging your seven year old sister behind you. "(y/n), I can't!" she huffed, struggling to sprint to keep with you.
"I want mama." she said, stopping. You looked back at your sister in exasperation, then looking back at the flames behind you of your burning village under attack.
Doing your best not to bust into tears, you knelt down beside your sister. "Mama is busy. We have to run, Lena, before they get to us." you tried to explain.
"Lena, please. We don't have much time." you plead. Lena stared at your (e/c) orbs before nodding. You took off grasping her hand tightly into the tall corn crops.
You dodged the huge husks, trying to find your way out. "(y/n)! A German soldier!" you sister whispered to you. Your head snapped behind, where you saw a silhouette of a man.
"Shit," you cursed under your breath. "HEY! STOP!" he cried. "Hell no," you said, bolting off. Lena started to sob, her tears rolling off her cheeks o
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Zero Kiryu X Reader (Trail of Tears: Chapter One)
(Flashback) "Just run, you idiot!" a hoarse, weak voice rang through your ears. A boy with starlight silver hair and mystifying purple eyes lay on the ground, panting in pain with blood splattered all over his body. You stood motionless, overwhelmed with flowing tears and emotions. "(Name)! Just go! She'll kill you if you don't get away!!! Forget about me and just run!" he screamed as a woman's hand gripped his neck and lifted him off of the ground. The woman's face seemed familiar, her demonic red long hair was impossible to miss. Feeling regret churning in the pit of your stomach, you ran as fast as you could away from the woman and the boy. You thought you would never encounter him or the woman ever again if you just kept running, a trail of tears following close behind.
That was three years ago. Although the event was still fresh in your memory, you tried your hardest
Bleach 7 Minutes in Heaven-Cat NipMore Like This
Orihime looked around for a few moments before her eyes landed onto you. “______! Your turn!” she ran over to you and held out Urahara’s hat for you. You reached your hand into the hat and pulled out a...packet of cat nip? You give everyone a questioning look. "Cat nip?" No one stood up. "Grimmjow, _______ pulled your idem"
Ichigo was grinning, trying to hold back a laugh. "No she didn't, I didn't put in a bag of cat nip, I’m not a cat!" Ichigo laughed. "I switched your idem with cat nip" you heard some giggling. "WHAT THE HELL ICHIGO DO I LOOK LIKE A CAT TO YOU?!" "Not now, but your release form does!" You giggle a little. "Ok, ok time to go into the closet you two" Orihime starts pushing you two into the dark space and closed the door, locking it. "Have fun in your 7 minutes!"
You here him sigh "So what are we suppose to do?" You began fiddling with your fingers "Well were supposed to kiss..." Your eyes began adjusting to the darkness and you saw Grimmjow's mi
Mother (Daryl Dixon x Reader)“Daryl, you shouldn’t be out here,” Rick told the redneck as they both stood next to the SUV.More Like This
“Why?” Daryl didn’t stop as he placed his crossbow in front of the passenger seat.
“You know why, she doesn’t need to be here by herself.” The sheriff reached in and took the bow back out.
Daryl glared and yanked it from Rick’s hand. “She can take care of ‘erself!”
“That isn’t the point, Daryl, she needs you. We can do this run without you this one time; we’ll be fine,” Maggie said before taking the front passenger seat.
Rick took the driver’s seat as Michone and Tyrese took the back. The doors were closed before the archer could get another word in. He kicked some of the gravel in front of him as he headed back inside the prison and swore quietly.
Walking back inside, he went around the blocks to check on everyone as he did his best to calm down. He couldn’t see her while being ma
Your Guardian Angel [Naruto x Reader]The smell was more than enticing; it was mouthwateringly delicious. The powerful aroma of brewing soup and stewing vegetables wafted lazily through the air, curling about the potential patrons like a self serving and inviting cat. It slinked along, hugging curves and corners, ducking down alleyways, drawing people in. Then, just afterward and following closely on its skittering heels, came the slightly sweet and barely salty scent of freshly cooking noodles. It was sultry and starchy and just perfect. Pair all of it with light and flaky fish, grilling chicken and roasting pork and the veritable cacophony of delicious smells was enough to drop even the most distinguished of palates to their proverbial knees.More Like This
You were no different than many of the people around the food stand; the aroma had you captivated, inhaling more than your share of the beautiful scent, wanting more. You could nearly taste the air. Brilliant visions of freshly cooked pork ramen, hot and sour ramen, tiny fishcakes,
Without a cure Vampire!AmericaxReaderMore Like This
Please, before you read please read this first: http://thelosthype.deviantart.com/art/APH-Morning-Pick-Me-Up-pg1-382084498 (It is awesome!!!!) This is a fan made sequel and I’m not going to reference to the fan made prequels so yeah, enjoy!
Without a cure
“Alfred! Where are you? I need to talk to you.” Matthew closed the door behind him and his guest. “Alfred?”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” there was a girlish scream in the room one over.
“Alfred!” Matthew rushed over and swung the door open, his guest in tow.
“IT’S SO SCARY!” Alfred was cuddling a pillow while watching a scary monster movie.
“Really… you do realize you’re a vampire right?” Matthew face palmed.
“Dude, who’s the chick?” Alfred pointed to the girl standing behind Matthew. She had (h/l) (h/c) and (e/c) orbs that stared at him.
“This is (y/n). (f/n)(l/n). She
Werewolf!2P!EnglandxReaderWerewolf!2P!EnglandxReaderMore Like This
You had always been able to see the wolf. You couldn't remember a time when the wolf hadn't been there.
When you had grown old enough to talk, you told everyone about the wolf. Your parents would laugh and joke about how your imaginary friend wasn't like other children's imaginary friends. At first it had confused you. You could see the wolf, even your best friend Felix could see the wolf.
The both of you had fun, waltzing about with the pink, bow tie wearing wolf.
But soon, even Felix denounced the wolf, laughing at you for having an imaginary friend.
So you ignored the wolf, hoping it would go away. When it didn't, you would yell at it to leave. Of course you were smart enough to make sure you were alone when yelling.
It would leave and you would feel free, no longer needing to worry about being insane. but it would come back. It always came back no matter what you did to shoo it away.
The stupid pink, bow
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You knew that walking alone in the woods was dangerous. Walking alone in the woods was down right stupid. But you didn't care, you loved walking in the woods.
The fresh air and deep night sky spattered with stars was beautiful to witness. You also enjoyed the sounds of leaves and twigs crunching beneath your feet.
However tonight wasn't like the others, you could feel it, some sort of disturbance in the forest. The birds were silent, no owls called out, no mice squeaked.
Like there was a predator lurking in the shadows. Waiting and watching. Watching you.
You shivered and turned, looking behind, sure that something would be behind you. Nothing. But dark woods and an empty twisting path. No, not so empty.
Amid the dry leaves and gnarled branches lay something small and glittering. Walking over to it, you crouched, squinting in the dim light. It was a necklace, the dainty chain curled beneath a silver charm.
Wolf!England x Reader ::: Wolfish FairytaleShe wore a crown of fastened roses. Every day, she danced with Mother Nature and the harvest's bounty. Her fingers traipsed and pirouetted along the chrome keys of her flute, threading together a train of complementary notes, never too flat or too sharp. Her (E/C) orbs reflected the crystalline tongues of water that lapped at the eroded cracks of creekside rocks. Her (H/C) locks caught the wind, kissing each breeze and dappling her cheeks with askew strands.More Like This
I didn't know if she was aware of my presence in her woodland. Did the bushels of Queen Anne's Lace carry my foreign scent? Did the leaves, stirring softly in their canopies, gossip of my name? Yet, I could not help but come back. I daydreamed of her lips, painted of sangiovese and just touched with chapped skin, pressing to my own, dancing against my mouth with delicate tangibility and intricate tenderness. I yearned to caress her smooth face, run my hands along her beautiful curves and nibble at her porcelain skin, composed of st
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Dance of a Fox and Wolf
Masquerade balls. Not only a giant waste of of money, but also a waste of your time. Seriously, who the hell held Masquerade balls in the 21st century?
You stared at the gold paper decorated with red roses. Loopy cursive dictated where and when the ball was. A stupid invitation. You were about to crumble it, when something stopped you.
It was a little stamp, really nothing most people would notice. But you noticed and scowled. It was stamped in purple ink. It was a simple design, a bleeding rose and a sword crossed over a shield.
A stamp you recognized all to well. It was the family crest of a strain of ancient vampires.
Tossing it onto you bed, you headed for your basement. You were going to need some supplies.
You weren't really one who liked dresses. Heck, if it were up to you, every single one would be burned. They were hard to move in, hard to breathe in and just plain annoying.
The dress you w
Into the Friendzone: EnglandxVampire!ReaderYou never knew your heart could do gymnastic stunts until Arthur Kirkland rushed to your side with that bright smile etched on his British face.More Like This
"Good morning, ___________!" he greeted.
"Good morning, Arthur!" You greeted back with your best smile.
"Let me take care of that," He took your books as well as your school bag and freed your hands.
"Oh Arthur," You giggled at your gentleman and walked your way to the classroom. "What's that on your pouch?"
"These!" His emerald eyes lit up like an open fire and presented his pouch with arms spread in the air. "Would you like to taste some of my world class scones?"
With his statement you froze. After seeing Alfred confined at the hospital last year because of food poisoning (that was the day he ate Arthur's scones), you made a mental note not to taste them. Ever.
"Sure!" you said as you searched your brains for the least offensive excuses. "But maybe some other time. I just had breakfast!"
"Oh, what a shame," he said, his pouch dro
Werewolf!2P!GermanyxReaderWerewolf!2P!GermanyxReaderMore Like This
What would you do if your were trapped, face to face with a maniacal wolf?
Most people would scream, others would freeze up. It was really good you weren't most people. The moment the wolf had entered the clearing, it's teeth bared and hackles raised, your survival skills had leapt into over drive.
You had run to the nearest tree and climbed up it, moving like a monkey. The dark auburn wolf howled and snarled, trying in vain to climb after you. You stared down at it, trying not to pass out from fright.
Your heart pounded against your ribs, beating at an erratic pace. You locked eyes with the creature and shuddered. It had magenta eyes. You had heard of wolves with icy blue eyes or beautiful violet eyes, but never magenta.
Saliva flew from it's jaws at it snarled a frenzy, scratching and biting the tree. You shuddered each time the wonderful oak was jolted.
'If I live through this, I'll never use anything m
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The large wolf lying next to you was like a giant heater. You shifted, kicking the blankets off. The wolf lifted it's large, shaggy head, snuffling slightly in apology. You smiled, running a hand over it's blonde back.
Once a month this wolf would appear in your backyard, whining and snuffling. At first you had freaked out, almost calling the police. But something had stopped you. It was the wolf's eyes, dull purple pools that made you rethink about calling the police.
Now, when ever the wolf showed up, you let it in the house. It had taken to sleeping across your legs or lying with it's head on your shoulder. It also always left before you woke, leaving the strange smell of cigarettes behind it.
"Why do you come here?" You muttered, tapping the wolf's large black nose. It sneezed, making you cringe. Wiping your hand, you rolled your eyes.
"You're like a werewolf or something, I swear."
That got the wolf's atte
Vampire!GermanyxReader: Rette MichYou stared blankly at the solid steel bars trapping you inside the dark, dank cell that smelled of earth and dirt. You just could not believe this was happening to you. Only yesterday, you had gone to the movies with your Prussian friend Gilbert Beilschmidt to see the Hunger Games. Now you were a prisoner in this hell hole. You buried your face in your (s/c) hands and felt hot, wet tears welling up in the corners of your (e/c) eyes. Oddly enough, your captor had left your iPod specially filled with German music in the cell. There was no internet connection, but at least you could listen to your favorite German tunes as you slowly rotted away. Unfortunately, your mysterious captor had forgotten to leave the earbuds, so everything you listened to came out of the iPod speakers. Sighing heavily and letting a few tears escape from your eyes, you tapped the shuffle button, and your favorite German song began to play.More Like This
Zum ersten mal alleine in unserem versteck
Ich seh' noch unsere namen an
Vampire!Germany x Reader .:Mein Angel:.More Like This
It was really dark and foggy that night in West Germany, unnatural for a late summer's night.
To make matters worse, you were lost. With Prussia.
"Gil, this isn't right!! The armory was left that way, not right." You grumbled in frustration, scratching your head.
"No frau, I'm sure it was this way." He said somewhat sharply.
The two of you were going to an armory to look at swords, but you never understood why you had to go late at night. Or why Prussia was extra stuffy this time.
"Are you sure you're okay?" With a slight nudge in the side you gave him a cute little smile.
"Yeah yeah, I'm fine." He replied hottily, blushing the slightest bit. "We're almost there."
After about five more minutes of pointless arguing and wandering into what seemed like a deserted area, Prussia roughly grabbed your arm. "Alright, we've arrived."
"Ow, Gil! Let go, and where are we?"
Much to your surprise, he shoved you sharply to the right, making you tumble into an alleyway. He stood near the entrance, arm