daddy!Americaxmummy!Readerxbaby!England OneshotIt was yet another peaceful day in your household. You were rather relaxed; as you watched your baby child, Arthur, crawl around the living room. It would always make you smile when your one year old baby does his exploring, he was the cutest.
Baby Arthur was the light of your day; his green eyes were so big, curious looking type eyes. His blond hair was short, yes, that was messed all around his tiny little head. However, as cute as he was, his bushy eyebrows would sometimes startle you, like giant caterpillars stuck on his forehead.
All in all, your baby was the cutest little thing on this planet.
You sigh, "Alfred?"
A very calm American entered the room, smiling at the little one, "Yeah, ________?"
"Where were you? You're never here with me that much…"
He laughed, giving a quick peck onto your cheek, setting himself besides you, "Ah, ya know me, being a hero. The office is bucking up the hours lately…"
Your husband was a cop, so you smiled, "I understand. Still, once that little one
The New Student is a Vampire chapter 2When the bell rang at the end of the period Alfred flew from his seat like all the hounds of hell were gnawing at his heels. He was the first out the door despite being trapped in a desk at the middle of the classroom, he vanished round the corner of the door and heaven help anyone who got in the way of his rapid escape. He was not to be trapped within the evil confines of a math classroom again for nearly 24 hours and the thought lent wind to his steps.More Like This
Toris on the other hand waited patiently as the other students in the room filed out after his classmate, waiting for the class to empty with his schedule grasped pathetically in his grip. Planning to ask Mr. Rogers to help him decipher it and find his next class, while feeling slightly nonplussed that he couldn't seem to figure out the strange school map by himself. He approached the front of the empty classroom nervously watching as the teacher looked up and smiled in a manner that was probably supposed to be comforting. "Hello Toris
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I was munching on a hamburger and chocolate malt in the kitchen, when I heard footsteps behind me. I kept chewing, until ________ started screaming at me.
"YOU, SIR, JUST LEFT ME IN A ROOM ALONE WITH AN ALIEN!! AN ALIEN!!!!"________ shouted.
"Whaddaya mean? It's not like he's bad or anything. I was hungry, anyways. You expect me to starve?" I asked.
"I-I! W-well! TONY SAID IT WAS A SNACK! IT ALREADY PASSED LUNCH AND NOWHERE NEAR SUPPER, AND YOU'RE ALREAY EATING A MEAL!!" she argued.
"What? This?" I pointed to my burger and malt. "THIS is in fact a SNACK!! A meal would be MUCH, MUCH bigger than this!" I replied. Yeesh, can't she understand that this is IN FACT a snack, not a meal!
"B-BUT YOU LEFT ME ALONE!! WITH AN A-L-I-E-N NO LESS!!" she spelled out." GOD KNOWS WHAT MIGHT'VE HAPPENED!? HE MIG
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You got up from your bed, after the annoying beeps from your alarm clock interrupted your dream. "Ugh… Another day of stupid school, but thank God it's Friday!" you thought to yourself as you fell off your bed. You went to the shower and did your morning routine: freezing shower to wake you up, changing into your boring (school colors) uniform, eating boring toasted waffles that were frozen, making a boring lunch of ham and bread, and leaving your house going to your bland, boring school.
Why did everything have to be the same!? In the stories you read, the characters had adventures of running away, fighting, having fun and never-ending change. The animes you watched portrayed normal girls who soon turned not so normal, or a secret detective who was in the body of a
!Chubby ReaderxAmerica- You Stole My Heart"Come on babe, it's Christmas Eve!" You rolled your eyes at your boyfriends pleas and sighed before nodded at the overly hyper blonde.More Like This
"Alright Al, one present, only because you're so damn cute." You said with a huff as he smiled at you and ran up to you scooping you into his arms as he made his way towards the living room where the bright, decorative tree was.
"Alfred Jones, put me down right now!" You wiggled in his arms trying to get free only to have his hold tighten even more.
"No chance babe, I love you in my arms!" You pouted slightly which earned you a kiss on the cheek.
"I'm to big for you to carry me around like this Al."
He stopped walking as he looked down slightly at you into your (eye color) orbs and frowned.
"(Name), you're fine sweetheart, you're light as feather!" To prove his point he lightly tossed you up in the air making you freak out and cling to his neck for dear life. He rumbling laugh vibrated off of his chest as you swatted said chest huffing crossing your arm
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Demons And Humans
Part 2: Meet Again
When you got back to class you were right. You did get in more shit with Mrs.Oliver. She was asking you where you were and what was taking you so long. You didn't answer her you just went back to your set and waited for the bell for your next class. Your next class was English.
History, health, and gym were the only class's demons and humans are not allow to been in together.
Finally the bell rang and you made your way to English class. But on your way you saw Alfred and Alfred saw you.
"Hey there (first name) where are going?" Alfred asked yelling across the hall. Some kids looked at you fun. You didn't wanna answer him but you did anyways.
"E-English" you replied back.
"Aww too bad. I got math. See you at lunch I guess." He wave bye.
It was relieve that you weren't in the same class with him. He ... he was just too annoying for you. Besides who would want to be friends with a demon?
Time passed and it was time for lunch. You s
AmericaxReader Movie Night part 1More Like This
“Hey (Name)!” Your friend Alfred called as you walked towards the bus after school.
“Hey Al, what’s up?”
“Well I was just wondering if… you know… you wanted to watch a movie with me?” He asked, sounding a bit shy, though for him that was the same as being normal…
“Sure. Uh… when?”
“How about tonight a six?” He replied, quickly reverting to his usual self.
“Kay, see ya at six! I’ll meet you at your house!” I hollered as I jumped onto my bus to go home just as it was about to leave you behind.
~~~~~~~~Le Time Skipe~~~~~~~~~
You were all set for your movie with Alfred. You had been crushing on him for a long time. You adored everything about him, from his blonde hair to his big personality. You were wearing your favorite (color) shirt, and pair of jeans and your favorite pair of (shoe color and name) You added a little makeup to your (skin tone) features, using (color) eye shado
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The next morning you woke up to the angry looking eyes of a nurse in a pink uniform. She was tapping her white loafers impatiently, like she had just said something.
“Excuse me, can you get up now? I need to change his bandage.” She stated as her brows furrowed. Blinking, you realized that you were in a hospital bed… with a shirtless Alfred. He was looking down at you sleepily.
“Morning babe!” He exclaimed far too loudly for someone who had just been shot. You smiled back and quickly got off the bed so the nurse could do her job. When she finally left, you walked back to his bedside.
“Alfie, do you remember what happened last night?” You called him by his pet name.
“Of course I do (Name)! I was walking you home and then two guys showed up and you stole one of their guns and so that guy left but the other one shot me in the arm!” He beamed, but didn’t continue.
“Anything else you remember?” You asked.
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As you were walking down the bleached white halls of the hospital, you realized that you could hear some very heavy footsteps behind you. You turned the corner to try and see who it was. You caught a glimpse of blonde hair, bushy eyebrows, and emerald green eyes. That can’t be Arthur… I’m just being paranoid you decided as you quickly jammed a dollar into the machine and retrieved your (fav. Snack). As you were walking by the desk on the way back, you noticed that same man with the blonde hair… For some reason he gave you a bad feeling. As you walked briskly past him, you could hear a snippet of conversation…
“Excuse me love?” He asked the nurse from before. “love?” You thought, “That’s exactly what Arthur called me last night… CRAP!” You thought to yourself, dropping your snack and racing down the halls to Alfred.
“ALFRED!” You cried as you burst through the door. Luckily he was already awake
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It’s been about four months since you and Alfred “escaped” the hospital and there has been no sign of Arthur… yet. You had to get up and go to work most days, but since you were taking care of Alfred and your boss was good friends with both of you, he let you take most of the week off to take care of your friend.
“Hey Al, what do you want for breakfast?” You hollered up the stairs to the guest room where Alfred always stayed. Your house wasn’t exactly huge, but it was big enough for the two of you. It had a small kitchen, a living room (A.K.A the tv room), a hall bathroom that Alfred used upstairs and a bedroom for you with a private bathroom off to one side.
“HHHRRRRRMMMMMGGGG!” An unintelligable growl was all that you heard. Alfred wasn’t exactly a morning person.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” You yelled, cupping one hand behind your ear with a devilish grin upon your face.
“I said hamburger…
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When the oddly red cobweb-like haze finally cleared from your vision, you wished it hadn’t left. You felt like you were in a dream, but not one of your own. Everywhere you looked there was red. You were hovering a few inches above what looked like a battle field. Bodies were strewn everywhere. It looked like only two countries were fighting, as there were only two different uniforms on the bloodied bodies of the soldiers. The air stung your nose with the sharp smell coppery smell of blood mixed with smoke. You didn’t know what was going on, but you knew you had to find Alfred.
“Alfred!...Alfred!” You called out to the setting sun, turning the world even redder as it disappeared. You had been walking for what felt like ages when you came across a raging battle. You could hear the frantic shouts and cries of men as they died horrible deaths. You could do nothing but watch as the canons took the lives of ten men at once, the rifle fire taking out one at a time, but
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“Arthur, come on,” you groaned when Arthur would continually ignore you as he lay on the bed with his eyes closed and facing you. His features were peaceful as he ignored everything in his half-awake state, which annoyed you, a lot, “Get up and off your flipping, sexy ass already and go check up on the baby already...”
Arthur, in an uncommon but justifiable stroke of immaturity, chose to ignore you as you continued to complain, deciding to just encase you in his lean but strong arms and chest to keep you from moving. He smiled as he buried his face in you neck, quietly listening to your words as he lies there. You frowned at your husband and the sounds of your darling child calling for you and Arthur, sleepy parents, from the nursery room.
Sleepily, you said to Arthur again, “For crying out loud Arthur, please, it's your turn to check on the baby...”
Arthur lifted one of his eyelids to allow his glittering green eyes to stare at yo
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(Y/n) sighed and stretched.
“Fiiiiinally, I’m done!” She exclaimed.
She closed her laptop and sighed again, getting up.
“Guess I’ll go watch a movie.” She thought to herself.
She began heading down and went to take her favorite drink, some popcorn and of course, some apple juice for Dave.
As she entered the living room, her eyebrow twitched.
Dave’s ear twitched at the sound of (Y/n) calling him. He looked at her.
“Why are you without a shirt?”
Dave shrugged. (Y/n) sighed and went to the sofa, sitting in it. Dave sat beside her and slowly got closer. (Y/n) didn’t say anything, she knew what he wanted.
“Here.” She handed him his apple juice.
Dave slightly smiled and snuggled in (Y/n)’s neck as a thanks. He then drank all the juice.
(Y/n) started the movie and placed the popcorn and the drink in the small table next to her.
Then, she felt weight in her lap. She knew what it was.
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.
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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
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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.
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"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
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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.
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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
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You breathlessly stared up to the man who stood not feet away from the boat in which you sat- The man who had called himself the Phantom. His pools of piercing emerald green seemed to fixedly peer into your very soul, his movements being that of the winds as he took one step after another down the winding concrete steps moistened with green moss and droplets of water that had been picked up from the dripping ceiling which hung over his small domain. The domain in which he had hidden himself away in from everybody else but you. Not a word was said between the two of you as he inched closer towards the boat, his gloved, protected hand eagerly reaching out towards you. You sat a moment, simply listening to the sounds of the candles whisping gently through the air as your trusting (e/c) hues stared at the hand that had been patiently awaiting yours to wrap around it. Your eyes trailed along the Phantoms body, from his boots all the way up to his mop of golden blond that seemed to gingerly
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"I'd love to, Mattie, but I can't..." you answered with a disappointed tone in your voice. You frowned, but inside, you were secretly happy that you were getting out of the current situation you were stuck in.
"O-oh... W-well, could we do it tomorrow, then?" Matthew asked hopefully. You bit your lip.
"No, Mattie, I mean, I really can't. I can't go ice skating. I don't know how," you admitted.
"Oh, come on! It's not so hard! I'll teach you! It'll be so much fun!" Matthew exclaimed, his eyes becoming brighter than the lights on your Christmas tree. God, he was adorable. It was gonna be tough to work your way out of this one.
"I don't think that's a good idea..." you dismissed quickly, shaking your head.
"Why not?" Matthew asked, pouting.
"B-because I... I-I mean... Wh-what if I fall a lot, and I embarrass myself in front of everyone? What if they all start laughing at me?" you asked anxiousl
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You stared in the bathroom mirror with a visible frown on your face, leaning forward and examining every part of your face with narrowed eyes and gentle hands. You took the comb and brush placed next to the sink and fixed your hair for what seemed like the thousandth time within the past ten minutes. You turned around to look at the wall mirror positioned opposite from the smaller one placed directly above the sink and examined your current outfit from as many angles as possible. It was nothing too fancy—just a red blouse under a thin burgundy sweater accompanied with a simple blue skirt and black stockings—but you had to make sure nothing was messed up and everything fit you accordingly. Despite constantly examining your appearance and finding no apparent flaws, the question of do I look okay? was unable to escape your mind. After all, today was a pretty important day, as you had felt, and you had to look as good as possible.
Today was special because one of your cl
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You and Alfred thought it would be a good idea to have a horrific scary movie marathon on Halloween. You grabbed only the best scary movies you knew. The Ring, the Paranormal Activities Series, Freddy Versus Jason, Nightmare on Elm Street, Chucky, and a dozen or so others – even some not so scary ones from the beginning of the horror genre that the two of you could laugh at. Alfred could watch the old ones because they were filmed so horribly that Alfred wasn't scared of them.
It didn't help that it was pouring outside. Lightning flashed outside. The two of you screamed when the power went out. Alfred's arms were wrapped around you tightly as he practically squeezed the life out of you. You gripped him back just as firmly, tensing and squirming as you screamed just as loudly as he did. It was terrifying because the movie had the cast screaming in terror. It was only irony that the two of you were screaming at the same moment the cast did. For a moment, the both of you were cast in dark
What Does the Fox Say? - Germany x Reader "Dog goes woof, cat goes meow. Bird goes tweet, and mouse goes squeak. Cow goes moo. Frog goes croak, and the elephant goes toot. Ducks go quack and fish go blub, and the seal goes 'ow ow ow'. But there's one sound that no one knows..." Ludwig was in that place between being awake and asleep. He could hear the lovely, angelic voice that was whisper-singing and his mind was struggling to figure out who it belonged to and what was going on. Suddenly it hit him and his eyes snapped open, "NEIN!!!" But it was too late...More Like This
"WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY!? Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding!" Yep. There you were, dancing around on your German friend's bed at 3:27 in the morning, and singing one of the songs he hated the most. You had even done your best to dress as a fox. You had on fuzzy, orange ears, a big, fluffy fox tail, an orange t-shirt and shorts and
PrussiaxReader ~ Pillow FightsMore Like This
"How old are you?"
"How long have you been seventeen?"
Bella inhales. She knew, but it's still shocking.
"I know what the Cold Ones are. What you are."
"Say it. Say it out loud. Say it."
Everything around them suddenly just stopped as she whispered a single word. The word that would change everything.
"Mein Gott! Are you kidding me? So predictable!" Gilbert shouted at the television screen before throwing a handful of chips in its direction.
"Hey, you're getting food all over my floor!" You scolded as you whacked him on the arm. He pouted and crossed his arms over his chest, showing you his unhappiness.
"___________, why did we have to watch this movie? We could have watched X-Men, now those are good movies!" You glared at him and stuck your nose up in the air in utter disapproval.
"Twilight is better and always will be."
"Yeah right... You only wanted to watch it because of Robert Pattinson..." He muttered under his breath. Your f
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Their constant insults and jeering laughter meld into one continuous sound that makes you want to cover your ears and just yell at them the shut up…but you already knew in some desolate corner of your mind that it would only make the bullying worse.
Then came the kicking and shoving. Body braced with the only thought of them oncoming pain you were about to experience- It still didn’t lessen the abuse. A stinging kick to your shin that would certainly bruise later…a forceful shove into the wall…a cut made just a little under your eye.
“Aww…would you take a look at the little freak. Are you hurt?” a girl cackled, while the others immediately followed suit.
Swallowing thickly you spat, “Do me a favor and get the hell away from me.”
Another kick in the stomach that makes you crumple to the ground in agony. “Why don’t you do me a favor and just die? The
EnglandxReader ~ Harry Potter Pick-Up Lines...More Like This
Arthur watched as you scribbled notes onto your yellow sheet of paper. He sighed dreamily as his eyes trailed down your long locks of (h/c) hair that hid your gorgeous face. Your right leg was crossed over your left one, completely unaware of the Brit who was admiring you from the back of the classroom.
Your teacher's words were just a bunch of blah blah blah's to his ears, because all of his attention right now was focused on you. Arthur has had the biggest crush on you since 4th grade, although you never seemed to have noticed. You guys weren't close friends but you weren't strangers to one another either. You'd occasionally greet him in the morning before class and he'd always greet you back, happy that his crush knows of his existence.
As the young blond quickly realized that he had been staring at your form instead of focusing on the class that was currently going on, he shook the daydreams away from his head and brought his attention back to his own blank sheet of paper. H
Heart Skips a Beat [Reiner X Reader] AU[Name] glared at Reiner from across the table. "Give it to me. NOW." She growled.More Like This
"Heh, and why should I?" Reiner responded, casually flipping through her phone's pictures.
Now, don't get me wrong, Reiner and [Name] are actually REALLY good friends. She, Reiner, and Bertholdt were rarely seen without each other. In fact, Bertl was trying to get the two to calm down.
"Y-you guys..." he said, attempting to get their little game to stop. They were in the middle of the MALL for pete's sake!
"I swear, Reiner..." [Name] growled at him, about to pounce.
"Try and catch me~!" They weaved their way through the food court.
"Reiner!" [Name] yelled before she pounced on him, effectivley strattling his waist, chest-to-chest, and she finally had her phone. Reiner, on the other hand...
'Oh god... No, don't go there... But her lips looks so...' Reiner leaned up and kissed her on the lips. He tried to let out all the bottled up emotions he'd had for her, only for her to pull away.
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"Mako-kun!" You yelled from the kitchen, setting down three plates on the table along with forks and knives, "dinner's ready!"
"I'll be right down!" You can hear him yell clearly as you hear the paper being stacked from his office.
You turned to your little helper and smile, "come on darling, mommy needs your help with one more thing."
Your five year old daughter smiles brightly back at you before nodding eagerly, grasping your hand.
You then bent down to eye level with her, kissing her forehead, "it's daddy's birthday today, so why don't you go get your present that you made him and give him a big hug and kiss?"
[D/n] nodded again before giving you a kiss and wrapping her small arms around your neck, "ok, mommy!"
She ran off quickly to her room and you laughed lightly, turning and setting the food on the table.
The timer from the stove went off and you ran to it quickly, grabbing some mittens and taking the cake you had made earlier out.
You put it on the counter and waited for it to
Little!Male!Ukraine x Mama!Reader drabbleMore Like This
Alexander watched his little brother Nikolai draw. It was pretty gruesome; someone holding a chainsaw and ripping a girl into shreds. He looked at the other drawings strewn across the floor. There was one of Nikolai and Anya getting married, Nikolai and Anya again but this time holding hands and finally one of you. Nikolai threw the gruesome drawing, which was finished, across the room and grabbed another piece of paper to draw something else.
"Nikolai, what are you going to draw?" the sweet Ukrainian boy asked. The Belarussian boy stared at his older brother for quite a while, making Alexander uncomfortable.
"I'm going to draw a ghost," Nikolai replied, colour pencil scraping against the surface of the paper, "Are you going to draw anything?" Alexander blinked.
"Eh... I don't know," he replied. His younger brother grunted. The front door slammed open and you came in with Anya in your arms, shopping bags littering your arms.
"I'm home~!" you called out as you set Anya on her feet. Niko
Jealous!FranceXReaderXChild!CanadaBright blue eyes watched you and his little Canadian son, sitting contently in your lap, laughing and giggling.More Like This
Oh, how it irritated Francis Bonnefoy.
Don't misunderstand, Francis loved Matthew to death; after all, those wide, violet eyes, wavy blond locks, and that toothy childish grin were priceless. Top it all off with a shy and forgiving personality, and you had an A+ child on your hands. The one problem was that dear, sweet Matthew was currently getting all of your attention when Franis planned to spend the day together, just you and him. And, to be ignored by his mon amour pissed the Frenchman off more than anything else.
In fact, why was he just sitting here? He needed to make it clear that ____ was HIS mon amour, even though his amour "offender" was nothing more than his seven year old son. Standing up, the Frenchman ran toward you, glomping you with the ferocity of a bear. "F-France!" You yelled, eyes wide in surprise.
You both heard a small, barel
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"What is it, Francis?" you asked as you set down your cookie dough-filled mixing bowl and bending down to your youngest son's* eye level.
*(A.N.: Since Canada's older than everyone else in this story, I'd assume that would actually make France the youngest in this particular reader insert.)
"A-Al-f-f-fie and and Art-t-tie are b-being m-m-mean to me " Francis sniffed. The poor child's deep-blue eyes that resembled his father's were iridescently shiny due to the streams of tears that flooded down his reddened cheeks.
"There, there, Francis," you cooed giving your son a hug. "I'll have a talk with them and tell them to be nice to you, okay?"
Francis sniffed again. "Okay, Maman..."
You carried Francis over to find your other sons, Alfred and Arthur. Being the oldest, Alfred would pick on his two younger brothers, and Arthur would pick on Francis: a cruel brothers' hierarchy
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~~~~~Don't forget to read the prologue!~~~~~
The first time you had met Matthew was in a grocery store when you heard him talking to himself about maple syrup and choosing the best grade for his breakfast.
"Non!" I don't care about pancakes! I like crêpes!" Francis whined.
"But don't you want to hear about how Maman and I met?" Matthew asked with a slight frown.
"Non!" Francis repeated. "Christmas!"
"Mommy? Daddy? Why are you in Francis' room?"
You and Matthew turned around and saw an alert Alfred. Arthur was trailing behind holding a stuffed light green bunny rabbit.
"We're telling Francis a story about our first Christmas together," you said.
"No fair! I wanna listen, too!" Alfred whined. "You guys never tell me any stories!"
"That's because you never ask," Matthew said. "You're always talking about how you're such a big hero that you don't need stories to fall asleep to."
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"Well, would you look at that. They all fell asleep," Matthew chuckled.
"I wonder if they heard that last bit about Mr. Kumajirou," you giggled.
You and your husband got off of Francis' bed and left all three boys in the room. Matthew followed you into the kitchen where two plates of cookies were still set outside. You took one plate of cookies and put them outside while Matthew took the other one and a glass of milk and set it beside the fireplace where the fire had died out.
"That's good. The fire's out," you said meeting up with Matthew and snuggling next to him on the sofa. "We don't want 'Santa' burning his bottom now, do we?"
"No, we don't," Matthew chuckled.
While you watched the last of the embers hiss and flicker out, you heard a soft chime of your clock signaling the sound of midnight.
"Merry Christmas, Matt," you whispered pulling out a bear-shaped maple-nut cookie that you were saving especially for y
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It was a nice sunny spring day. You were helping your elderly neighbour with some outdoor chores. Not the usual way a young person like you would spend their morning in a weekend, but you didn't mind. You didn't have much to do anyways.
"Phew! That is done!" You sighed in relief and looked at the now freshly cut grass of lawn of the lady next door to you.
"Thank you so much, ____" The elderly lady called Sophie, smiled at you. "You are such a dear."
"No problem Sophie!" You smiled back. "I'd do it anytime!" Ok, you lied; you wouldn't do it anytime but would gladly do it for her than at your own house.
"Would you like a glass of lemonade perhaps? It is rather sunny now, and I just have only one more job I need your help in" The old lady said in her polish accent and smiled.
"Sure!" You beamed, adjusting your cap that said 'Train Hard, Be Strong' Curtsey of a friend called Ludwig, the human representation of Germany and a good friend of your
AmericaXReader: Hush my BabyAlfred grimaced. The baby was crying again. He had become a single father overnight. His wife had died, giving birth to his child. Now their little daughter of eleven and half months, and three days, not that he was counting or anything because that would be totally lame for a hero to do something like that, was bawling in the middle of the night. He was tired, overworked and he didn't know what to do at the point. He sighed to himself as he walked into the room. He had grabbed his phone. The last thing he wanted to do was call ______________ but he had no choice. You were the only friend he could trust with his daughter. Arthur didn't have kids of his own. Matthew didn't have kids either. Ludwig would snap him in half if he even thought about asking about kids. Kiku would die of embarrassment. Alfred wasn't letting that commie Ivan near his child.More Like This
Besides, who knew babies better than you did?
So he decided to call you.
He feared that [insert favorite baby name] was sick.
Germany x Reader: First StepsA cool, inviting spring breeze whispered its way through the open kitchen window. On the table sat a wicker picnic basket, along with sandwiches, a bag of potato chips, and a few other side dishes for the afternoon outing. You were gathering paper plates and utensils while Ludwig washed the dishes.More Like This
From the living room, you heard adorable baby giggles and a familiar laugh. You looked over your shoulder, sneaking a peek at Gilbert playing with your eleven month old son. The Prussian grinned while he attacked his nephew with a small, soft plushy version of Berlitz. Dieter squirmed away and reached for a flying yellow bird that stole his attention, calling out to it in his sweet way. The sight made you smile. With a soft chuckle you started packing the basket.
"Gilbert's going to spoil him," Ludwig brought to your attention as he rinsed off the last dish. "Every time he visits he brings Dieter a new toy."
You giggled. "I see nothing wrong with that. As long as it's stopped by the time Die
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Canada x Sleepy! Reader
A/N: As the title is written, this is not a sequel for America x Reader x Country. I'm sorry, but this came into my head, soo...here you go and enjoy~!
You yawned once more as you made your way to the research center. Yes, you were studying about the environment in the one place that you wanted to live in for so long. The most-in-the-time forgotten country, Canada! Trying to keep your eyes from closing, you walked carefully over the ice, not wanting to slip and get bruised.
Snow was drifting around you; the soft, fluffy snowflakes were flying gently from the greyish clouds, and falling on the ground with its fallen brothers. The snow crunched beneath your feet, more snowflakes covering your footsteps. You looked at your destination; a small 'village' where the people were kind to visitors...unless you littered then you better run. You smiled softly, thi
FrancexReaderxSpain - Hay AmoresAntonio sipped his wine, mind clouded. The partiers around him were laughing and mingling with one another. His green eyes watched his date and his best friend talk together. Francis was getting a little too close for his comfort, yet the girl didn’t seem to mind. The Frenchmen took her hand, kissing the back of it playfully.More Like This
(Name) was covered in a long and beautiful orange strapless dress. Her (h/l) (h/c) hair shinning and she had extensions to give her length, and a bow sitting on top. Her smile was big, her (e/c) eyes focused on the blonde man. He wore a black suit, his hair tied back. He leaned down, whispering into her ear. She shy pushed him back, giggling. His fingers traced down her arm, a sly smile upon his lips. He grabbed a lock of her hair, twirling it around his finger.
The Spaniard’s heart tightened and he narrowed his eyes sadly, not wanting to watch anymore, but also not wanting to take his eyes off the girl. He would have loved to go and steal her away, bu
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Canada x reader: anger management
Tonight you were going to Alfred's house for a party that you have been look forward to all week. You had spent most of the day cleaning yourself up and preparing for this night. You had decided to wear skinny jeans, a solid (f/c) t-shirt, and some flats with a little bows on the tongue. And like that you were off to Alfred's!
The clock red 9:00pm in your car as you pulled up in front. You could already hear the noise from inside and that meant noise complaints you thought, but didn't care. You get out of your car and walk up to the front step. You don't bother to knock and you let yourself in. You were immediately bombarded with loud laughter and music. This hurts your ears, but you didn't care about this either. It's been forever since you have seen Alfred, Matthew, or the rest of them because they were having meetings upon meetings for the last few months. You greet all your friends with hugs. Yes, you even hugged Francis quickly, just for the heck
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For the three years you had been dating your Spainish boyfriend Antonio, you have had to come to two terms.
One: A relationship takes more effort than you thought.
Two: Your boyfriend would always and forever have a better ass than you.
It's not like you cared about that, though. No. What bothered you the most was when you would go out with your carefree Spainard and always catch other girls staring. Then the story is always the same. You get angry and lash out at the bitch trying to rape your boyfriend with their eyes, he calms you down, and you end up looking like a fool because you don't follow through with your threat. You now understand why your brother got so moody when other guys would look at you.
"[Name], why don't you want to go out anymore?" Antonio whined.
It had been about two weeks since you had gone anywhere with him and as your excuses began to cycle, he started to notice.
You grunted. "I just-I don't-I can't-" You tried reaching for some reasoning. Scratching every cre
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You walked out of your apartment. You were going to the store because you had run out of water. It felt like a typical winter's afternoon, warm even, for the season, of course, so it wasn’t warm enough that you didn’t have to bundle up in a ski jacket. You walked down the street, looking at the ground in front of you. The sun reflected off the snow on the ground, making it sparkle. You thought it looked pretty.
As you walked to the store, the sky started to grow darker as storm clouds moved in.
I'd better hurry, or I'll get caught in the storm, you thought and ducked into the storm.
You quickly located the isle and grabbed two jugs of Poland Springs water. Then you went to stand in the express checkout lane, which was packed. Every line was filled with people.
It seems everyone is getting ready for the blizzard. You thought.
Eventually, you got up to the register and paid for the water. You walked to the automatic sliding doors. When they opened, a strong gust of wind rushe
Liquor. (Germany x reader)"Hey Ludwig!" you called brightly as you stepped through the threshold to your favorite German's house. "Where are you at? I gotta ask you something!"More Like This
You walked through Ludwig Beilschmidt's large, extremely clean appartment without a second thought, and found him in his small office, hunched over papers. Your surprise was limited at his current situation. .
"Guten tag," he muttered without looking up at you. His bright blue eyes were concentrated on the printed words on the various papers he had spread out before him. The man looked like he hadn't slept in days. His hair wasn't in it's usual gelled back look, but hung messily around his face. Thin-framed reading glasses were perched upon his nose, concealing dark circles under his frosty blue eyes.
"Ludwig, when was the last time you slept?" You asked slowly, one eyebrow raised. Ludwig merely shrugged, still not giving you a glance. You furrowed your brow and stepped closer to the desk until he finally looked up.
"Yes, vhat is it?" He
Little Bit-a Awkward: LovinoXReaderLovino was sitting on the couch, reading a book you had left out the night before. His silence and peace was interrupted when the door burst open. Lovino jumped to his feet in alarm, thinking something was wrong. He spun around to find you and Elizaveta storm in, more or less just you storming in and the Hungarian following but still. You were furious and it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why so Lovino followed, however he stayed out of sight, just in case. If you were in one of your moods again, he didn't want to get in the way like he did last time.More Like This
"Don't worry, he's gone!" Liz assured you.
"Ugh! Can you imagine?" you groaned, "He asked me to date him!"
The Hungarian chuckled and shook her head, trying to agree with you so you would calm down. She has listened to you rave and rant all the way to the apartment you shared with Lovino about how horrified that you were that a sleaze from one of your classes had asked you out and had been so certain that you would say yes t
Idiota! [Child!Romano x Babysitter!Reader]"Yes, Antonio, I'm going to be fine." You insisted, hoisting your backpack higher onto your shoulder. "Now stop worrying about me, I swear it's like you're my wife." You shot the taller, brown haired spaniard a playful grin.More Like This
Antonio gave you a nervous glance. He didn't think you'd be so willing to babysit Lovino while he was out with his friends Gilbert and Francis. When you said you would off the bat, he began to wonder how prepared you actually were. Lovino was a difficult brat and all, but he was Antonio's difficult brat, and he cared about him.
"Si _____ I'm sure you're great at babysitting and all, but Lovi is a bit of a handful. Are you sure you're going to be alright?"
Antonio was such a sweetheart. He was a good big brother wether he realized it or not, and you knew he needed a bit of a break. So what if the kid had a temper, you had felt with angry children before with no issue, why would this be any different?
"I. Will be. Fine. Now leave this house before I make you." You sa
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-Hetalia Guys x Reader Oneshot-
"PASS THE MASH POTATOES!"
"HAND ME A TURKEY LEG!"
"WHAT DOES A GUY HAVE TO DO TO GET SOME GOD DAMN GRAVY!"
Everyone sat at a very large table, gathering food, and laughing amongst themselves.
"VHERE ARE ZE BEERS AT?!"
"CAN I GET SOME SODA?!"
"WHERE'RE THE TOILETS AT?!"
Some people where left in the kitchen, cooking a bit more food for the large crowd. An angry Arthur stood outside the kitchen as a certain (Hair Color) stood in front of him, not allowing the blond to pass by.
"I just want to see how things are coming along!" He defended himself.
She shook her head lightly as a small laugh escaped her lips.
"Nu-uh. When you went to check on it earlier, you ended up burning our first turkey. Those shits are expensive, so unless your willing to pay for another, you're not going in there."
Arthur scowled her before heading back to his seat, which, unfortunately for him, was in between that
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Army!Father!America x Teen!reader
Part One: Home (Preview)
It was late at night around 8 o'clock you were watching T.V.
while your father was at work and should be coming home shortly. You heard the door open and heard footsteps walk in; the brown jacket was thrown on your face.
"What no welcome home dad?" asked your father.
"Welcome home dad." you said with a annoyed/angered tone.
"Oh shit I startled the witch." Said your father
you turned around and to give a playful glare, grunting and pretending to have long claws. (He was Behind you)
you then give a giggle and tackle him down to the floor and giving him a big bear hug.
The american smiles and ruffles up your hair and kisses your forehead.
"You should go to bed young lady!" He said with a playful tone
"Yeah right," you stopped midway sentence to give a smirk.
"It's time to play video games!"
You then got off your father and ran towards the cabinets where you keep all of the games.
you looked carefully scanning the many games you an
Neko! America x Reader ONESHOTNeko! America x Reader : The Adventures of Americat and His OwnerMore Like This
"Alfy? Alfy where are you? Breakfast is ready!" You shouted as you waited for your big ball of adorable fluff to rush it's way into the kitchen. Still no response.
"Alfy! I made burgers!" Then, like you hear everyday, a sound of a bell coming closer to you.
I'm coming ____! Oh man, I love burgers!'
Just then your cat made it's way in the kitchen to eat. He looked at you and meowed happily then he wolfed down his favorite meal. Burgers and fast food aren't supposed to be eaten by a cat but... it had no effect on Alfy, who just grew fat a little. But still, he was the most adorable thing you had ever seen. Not long, he had finished his meal. He looked at you with a pleading face, to tell you he wanted more.
"No more Alfy, you have to wait until lun-"
'No I want more! Please ____ don't be cruel to meeeeeeee!!!
He whined as he rolled around your kitchen floor. You couldn't h
2p!America x magic!reader- My girlfriend's magic!You kept your head down as you walked down the hall of your high school, hearing everyone. They might not have been talking but you heard their voices; their thoughts. You were a mind reader. You didn't mind that though. You actually liked it but a lot of people found it weird or creepy if you told them. That's kind of why freaking people out with it was like one of your favorite pass times. You liked seeing their shocked expressions as you told them their thoughts but now mostly no one in your school talked to you. They didn't bully you though. If they did, they knew they'd leave there crying, knowing a good amount of things about themselves. They would come and talk to you though. Regular conversations, just to see what all the hype was about. If you concluded from their thoughts that they were a bad person, you'd give them a show and if you didn't feel like being bothered, you'd have them leaving emotionally scarred.More Like This
You made it to your locker and entered the combination before look
Compared 2 you - America x Reader x p2!AmericaMore Like This
Compared to you.
P2America x America x Reader
You got the blonde hair of sun, the blue eyes of the sea, the skin of milk, and the smile everyone likes. You have friends, a perfect life. You got money, you can get buy what you need; you have your big cities. Movies everyone likes, food.. Fast food people like. But I? I have hair like mud, eyes like blood and I miss a tooth. My skin is copper, and I am nothing but trouble, I don’t have money, I live in a little house, people don’t like my food, they say I am unwanted, they say I can only hurt, I aren’t loved, not even by myself. Not even if I tried!
My people… yeah My people not yours! Where hunted out by the white man, enslaved or murdered, forced into exile and they call me a monster, my family is crazed beyond repair, my brothers hate me, I never was loved like you were, I was never the one to cry for attention either.
Who do I represent in ou
2p!America x nerd!reader- Nerdy barbie(part 11)You ran as your feet tried their best to dodge the many dead and near dead bodies that littered the ground. The agonizing screams of fear and pain rang in your ears. A hand wrapped around your ankle, tripping you. The bloodied man was dragging along the ground holding the gaping wound from his stomach. Your eyes widened as he began getting closer to you. "W-what do you want?! P-please l-let go!", you cried out.More Like This
"I-I didn't do that! I-I promise!"
You kick your legs and desperately try to crawl away. Even when you make it to your feet, it's no better. They're now coming towards you, begging for your help and to ask 'him' for mercy. You didn't know who the sick mind behind all of these poor souls torture was but you were sure you didn't want to meet him and that you couldn't help those who were still suffering from his work so you just continued to run. The living still tried slowing you down by tripping you up. Tears stung as the scent of nothing but death
Papa!AmericaxChild!ReaderYou or an Oc are the person who is outside in the rain.More Like This
There was a huge thunderstorm outside. America was going home since he visited England to hang out (To England's digress). He was a block away until he heard a faint cry. What was that? He thought, following the sound until he saw a small little ___ with a blanket in a dark alley. ____ was 8 years old. What is this small little dude/dudette doing here in this thunderstorm? He walked toward you and kneeled down. Your head looked at his bright blue eyes and stared back with your (e/c) eyes. He had a weird ahoge sticking out of his head and wore glasses. He was wearing what seemed to be a tan military uniform. "Hey dude/dudette! What're you doing here alone?"
You were staring at him and whispered "M-My name is ____". The man smiled and said "What an awesome name! My name is Alfred F. Jones but you can call me Alfred." America decided not to say his real name. "W
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Suck it Up
Mom!2P!Fem!America x Reader
You were a sweet young baby was born into a rough family. You were crying as your mother, Emily Jones rocked you. Your father Jason growled to himself. “Emily will you make that fucking kid shut up! I’m trying to focus on anything but that!” He complained. The short haired woman laughed and took a straw from her drink and tossed it at him.
“Suck it up.”
Years from then you grew up to be four years old. You were a happy little toddler and played outside with your uncle’s pet wolf when you tripped on the rough ground. You held your petite knee as it bled, tears quickly rolled down your cheeks.
“Mommy!” you cried loudly. Emily came over and squatted to your height.
“What is it baby doll?” She asked in a careless manor, you knew she actually meant it but she just had a strong attitude.
“I-I scrapped my knee.” You sobbed again. She rolled her eyes and took the straw fr
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"I need a cat to keep me company," you were currently in an animal shelter looking for a cat. Heracles led you to the cat area that contained dozens of cats and kittens of all sizes, breeds and colors.
"Here, pick one you like" he answered and you glanced around. Your eye caught the pen full of kittens. They were all so cute! You looked over and saw a Scottish fold and a fluffy white Persian huddled over two kittens.
"That's adorable" you cooed at the sight of the family of four.
"Yeah, they're a little family. Someone brought them in, their all male. Every time someone's tried to get near the little ones, the Scottish fold goes nuts. He bites and scratches anything that comes near them. I'd be careful if I were you" Heracles explained.
You cautiously walked over to look at the little family. The Persian looked up at you and walked up to you. You held out your hand for him to inspect. The Persian sniffed you before licking the back of your hand. The Scottish fold seemed to be examining
EnglandxReader- Just My RoommateYou pulled your tattered (f/c) coat closer to you as you walked down the streets, lit only by lanterns. You were just wandering around aimlessly, not having anywhere else to go. Your parents had decided to kick you out and you didn’t have any friends since you had recently moved to this neighborhood. Your breath billowed out in clouds of steam and you rubbed your arms, this cold was not making your situation any better.More Like This
“Well, at least things can’t get any worse,” you muttered to yourself. Than you felt two people roughly put their hands on your shoulders. Me and my big mouth, you thought as they led you into a darkened alley. They turned you around and you saw to men in hoods, and a shadow was cast so you couldn’t make out their faces.
“Hand over your valuables and you don’t get hurt.” One of them growled, and you suppressed the urge to laugh. You had no valuables.
“I wish, but I don’t have anything. But if
Spain x Reader - Ringtones You flex out your fingers and clench them into fists. Alright! Time to study for the Math, Science and Geography finals that's in 2 days. The computer is already off so that should help you focus more or less. The past two days you couldn't concentrate because, well, internet. A "KEEP OUT PLEASE, THANK YOU KINDLY" sign is already up on your bedroom door. And you flip open your notes.More Like This
'Well, Mama knows best when times get hard~' Your cellphone screams the "Mama Knows Best" song by Jessie J and you groan. It was your mom.
"No, no, I don't want anything from the store, no, mah, I need to study, yeah, yeah, sure ice-cream sounds nice later, love you bye." That should stop her from calling. You only left your phone on, the special habit of assigning different ringtones to all your contacts help indicate who's calling and from there you can decide whether or not to answer. Because if anyone unimportant calls right now you can ignore it, yo
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You really enjoyed riding the subway, it was a nice little relaxing ride where you didn’t have to worry about work, didn’t have to worry about your asshole coworkers, didn’t have to worry about rush hour traffic. You could just put in your ear-buds and forget about all the bullshit of the workday. Even when it was crowded it wasn’t all that unpleasant. You mostly kept to yourself, and you weren’t bothered by often; ear-buds are, after all, the universal ‘Please don’t talk to me’ sign.
Every now and then, though, there was someone who didn’t understand that. Sometimes it was kids, piping up from the seat in front of you to ask what your favorite color was, or what you had in your suitcase, and if they could play with it. Sometimes it was older folks, who weren’t ‘up’ on technology and didn’t get that ear-buds meant you were listening to music. And
All About Us [Finland x Reader]Back in high school, Tino fell for a girl within his year level. Her name is [First name]. She is strong, intimidating to a few but her gentle heart and willful leadership. She was the first to stop Arthur Kirkland from setting a monarchial government to the Student Council.More Like This
One time, Tino saw her buying food items at the local grocery shop. She held a lot of bags and Tino called her so he could help. [Name] was hesitated at first but then she gave in.
Tino was surprised that she goes to a family that resides in the slums of the city. He knew that she came from a well off family and so did he. His parents own a large corporation at Finland, and her parents are doctors who own a chain of hospitals all over the country.
Tino saw how she was happy that children were asking her to play with them. He saw how she made them sleep. He saw as they helped the mother cooked dinner for her seven children.
And this made Tino’s heart melt. He was labeled as the Santa Claus of the school but
England x Reader: Dancing With a Gentleman "Dude, you're kicking my butt!" America exclaimed, wildly trying to keep up with the dancing character on the screen. You giggled.More Like This
"Well, this is a girl's song!" You replied, grinning. America snuck a competitive glance at you.
"That doesn't mean that a guy can't do it!" He retorted. He struggled to complete the one move on the screen. "What the crap!?! How is anybody supposed to be able to bend like that?" He questioned loudly. You rolled your eyes with a giggle.
"Girls can!" You replied. America tossed the wii remote onto the couch as the song and dance ended.
"Dude, this game totally sucks!" He complained. "Why do girls like it, anyway?"
"Hey! This game rocks! And the only reason you don't like it is because you haven't danced to a guy's song yet!" You answered. "You have a masculine figure, so it's harder for you to match these girl moves." America chuckled.
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It was the night before a world meeting, planned to be held in London. It was your usual routine to find a hotel not too far away from the conference building and stay there until you had to return back home once the meeting was over, but despite your hardest efforts, you were simply unable to find an available room in any place in the city. When you arrived in London, you tried phoning every hotel that you figured would've had some available space for you to temporarily take, but you were left frustrated and disappointed when you realized that they were all full. You figured that part of the reason for your situation was because of the weather, since there was already a pretty heavy rainstorm by the time you arrived. This only added to your troubles when you found out that you had carelessly forgot to bring an umbrella.
But as you continued to sit there in the airport, contemplating over what you were supposed to do, a sudden thought entered your head that made your irritation disappe
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(Xbox Live Gamertag) has one friend online
The message flashed on the bottom of your TV screen. You smiled eagerly and opened the message screen to see who it was. You smiled broadly when you saw the gamertag. Combustible Scones. You giggled when almost five seconds later, you got a message from said friend.
I finally got a headset yesterday. I haven't exactly tested it out yet, but maybe I can try it while we're playing Portal today? If you have time, that is
You squealed mentally and began typing back your answer. You'd been begging him to get a headset for about a month now so that you could hear what his voice sounded like and talk to him whilst playing games together instead of just sending messages back and forth when one of you had to go offline. He'd made up many excuses as to why he couldn't get one, but apparently, he'd finally been able to.
LOL, finally!! How long have I been begging you?? I can't wait for you to test it out! And of cours
CanadaxReader: Field of MemoryMore Like This
It was a gorgeous day unlike anything you had ever seen before. The sky was a perfect blue, and the clouds were big and fluffy and formed shapes if you looked at them close enough. The sun was shinning, but not too brightly. There was a soft breeze floating on the wind. It kept you cool, but wasn't windy enough to be annoying. The many, many, many white lilies in the field were swaying gently in the wind and there, lying in the middle of them, was the most beautiful part of all.
Matthew Williams, your best friend of who-knew-how-many years, was lying peacefully in the lilies. His lavender eyes, which were framed by a pair of square shaped glasses, were closed, and he had a sweet smile on his face. His sandy-blond hair, which usually fell to just above his shoulders, was spread out on top of the flowers. His hands were folded beneath his head and you watched as his chest rose and fell peacefully underneath the red hoodie he was wearing. He was so amazing
Tell Me I'm Sexy! EnglandXReader‘I need to go there Artie, you know I get sentimental when it rains and being alone is not helping!’More Like This
‘But love, the rain is pouring. I’d rather not you get sick.”
‘But I’m already in front of your house.’
You tucked your phone inside the pockets of your wet jeans, humming happily as you did. The umbrella above your head was seemingly useless from the storm seeing as your clothes were blatantly damped by the rain, and you wouldn’t like it any other way.
Yes, the clouds were gray, lightning and thunder were striking, and heavy rain was pouring beneath the heavens, but all of those did not stop you from going to your English boyfriend’s home. You needed to be here, it was the perfect timing.
‘I can’t wait to see his reaction!’ You thought, grinning
You tucked the ends of your shirt, trying to smoothen some of the wrinkles on your damped shirt. Truth be told, you wanted your bo
Fate (Canada x Reader)Matthew Williams never usually got his hopes up for a person to see him. He knew life would always play it’s cruel joke on him, making him seem invisible to others, while in reality it was partly because he didn’t make his presence known, and partly because some people don’t notice certain details. But Matthew could notice what others couldn’t. Like when he saw the most beautiful woman ever crossing the street, with her (h/c) locks blowing slightly in the Autumn breeze, her (e/c) eyes just as bright as they were when she was younger.More Like This
Oh yes, Matthew knew this woman very well. Her name was (f/n) (l/n). He knew her because they went to the same school for their teenage years. She had been another that had never truly noted Matthew’s presence in the classroom, and as a teenager, he had already come to terms that he would never be with her.
She was the girl who could turn any frown to a smile, and her laugh was contagious to those around her. Matthew had alway
Denmark X Reader ~ Three days grace [chapter one]More Like This
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
Beloved Enemies- Assassin!F!Italy x Templar!ReaderMore Like This
‘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
AT: Netherlands x Reader Date NightMore Like This
Netherlands x Reader
“I don’t know why you’re worried, Tim.” A man laughed.
“Can someone explain why he’s here?” Time groaned.
“Calm down, brother!!!” A girl laughed.
Tim groaned again and regretted ever thinking about telling them anything. He walked over to grab his coat. His sister and his friend continued to banter about random things as he left. They were totally useless and didn’t help him at all.
He got into his car and pulled out of the driveway. They must have heard the noise of his car because both his sister and his friend ran out to stop him. They ran up to his window and waited for him to roll it down. He sighed and gave in.
“What?” He asked.
“You forgot this!” His sister laughed as she pushed a few things into his lap.
Tim sighed placed the roses and chocolate in the passenger’s seat next to him. He rolled up the window and waved good-bye to his s
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: AmericaMore Like This
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 answered, forgetting about his weight for a moment.
She appeared in the doorway of the bathroom. "Can you walk to the store and pick up a gallon of milk? We just ran out."
He nodded, "Sure." There was a mini mart a block away so it would be a quick trip.
His mom handed him a twenty dollar bill. "If you're hungry feel free to buy something for yourself."
"Okay," he said taking th
Worth the Climb Ireland X ReaderMore Like This
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
That's Dancing? Denmark X ReaderMore Like This
"Yo send down another drink for my lady friend, her glass is empty, her glass should never be empty!" Denmark banged on the clubs counter to get the bartender's attention. "Did you not hear me man, a drink."
"I hear you just fine, now calm down." Norway filled your cup to the brim with your favorite drink. "You'd better keep an eye on him, he can get a little hard to handle when he gets drunk. Trust me, I know."
Denmark through an almost full glass of alcohol at Norway. "Who you calling hard to handle? I show you hard to handle! Now get me another drink." Denmark turned around in his seat and looked at you. "Actually, I have a better idea. You want to dance?" He wiggled his eyebrows at you and took your hand in his.
You felt rather bad for Norway, so getting Denmark away from him for a moment sounded like a good idea to you. You nodded and smiled. "Sure, that be fine."
"I thought you might agree." He rushed you out to the dance floor and began dancing, if you
I'll Protect You Romania X ReaderMore Like This
"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?"
Not Again Netherlands X ReaderMore Like This
"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
Don't Touch My Sister Bro!France x Sis!ReaderThere might be a little cursing, but yeah, don’t like don’t read! Simple! Let’s do this!More Like This
Virginia and (name) were walking down the street, discussing what they wanted to do for dinner that night, when they, quite literally, ran into the Bad Touch Trio. Francis and Antonio laughed as the two girls rammed into Gilbert and knocked him down.
“Sorry, Gilly!” Virginia apologized, helping him up. “Hey, España(Spain)!” she cheered, hugging her brother.
“Hola Virginia!” he said, hugging her.
“He’s good. Hola, (name)!” he yelled, hugging (name). Francis went to hug Virginia, who accepted, but she kneed him in the vital regions when he went to pinch her ass. She scowled at him. Gilbert grinned at the groaning Francis.
“My perfection, Virginia, how could you?” he moaned. The brunette grinned, tossing her hair.
“I DO WHAT I WANT!” she announced. &
Dreams RussiaxReader You sighed gently in your sleep causing the Russian who was just beginning to dip into sleep beside you to quickly open his eyes.More Like This
He had just returned home from yet another unproductive world meeting and thrown the sleek covers over his body. It had been a long and stressful day and it seemed that the minute he had walked into the house you two shared, his mood had instantly lightened, but now sleep was threatening to overcome the powerful man.
He had just let his eyelids close over his violet eyes when you let out a small sigh. He loved all your small sounds, from your small sighs to your hums or even yelps of surprise, and they fascinated him to no end, after all, he wasn't ever one for small noises.
Ivan ran a large hand gently through your hair, letting a small, childish smile play on his lips. You almost always made some type of noise in your sleep when you were dreaming. He wondered for a moment what you were dreaming and if
Homewrecker (2p!Canada x 2p!Reader)Homewrecker (2p!Canada x 2p!Reader)More Like This
They call me homewrecker. I’m only happy when I’m on the run.
They call me homewrecker. I broke a million hearts just for fun.
You took sight of your mobile phone which was ringing lonely in the corner of the room. You sighted and put some of you hair out of your face, while you made your way to your phone and took it into your hands, abandoning the bottle of scotch somewhere on your way.
You have spent the last few day way too much around Alistair and Jason.
The caller ID showed it was Matt. Again.
A sly grin appeared on your face.
He just couldn’t accept it, could he?
You crushed your phone onto the floor and made your way to your jacket. It was one of the few things you’ve kept as a present from him, though you still could imagine him stealing it from his brother, but hey, it had a soft fur around your wrists and the hood