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
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
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: AmericaMore Like This
[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
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 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
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
Dark!Canada X Reader: The Little Crooked HouseMore Like This
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
Head and Shoulders [Daddy!LevixMommyReader AU]More Like This
You and your daughter Mikasa are waiting patiently at the airport for your husband. Levi had been on a very important business trip and was coming home today. You were excited that he was coming home. Three weeks seemed like forever and the more that the days passed without him, the more antagonizing the wait was.
"Mommy, is daddy here yet"? Your four year old asked tugging on the hem of your sun dress.
"No baby. Not yet."
"Oh...Mommy, you're getting fat." Mikasa said looking up at your belly. You gave her stank face and tried to smile at her bluntness. ' *sigh* Just like her father...' You thought. You and Levi were expecting and decided not to tell Mikasa that she was going to be a big sister soon. But there was another reason why you couldn't wait until he got home.
"Here baby girl. Why don't you draw daddy a picture? I think he
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.
Husband!Makoto x reader ~Birthday snuggles~More Like This
"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
Child!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
Request~Father!CanadaxMother!Reader~PrologueRequest~Father!CanadaxMother!ReaderxChild!England, France, America~PrologueMore Like This
"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
Request~Father!CanadaxMother!Reader~Part 1Request~Father!CanadaxMother!Reader~Child!America, England, France~Part 1More Like This
~~~~~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."
Request~Father!CanadaxMother!Reader~Part 2Request~Father!CanadaxMother!Reader~Child!America, England, France~Part 2More Like This
"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
PrussiaXReader. LovebirdsMore Like This
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
Translated readme: Nachi Akira's Romano 2.00As I cannot read Japanese characters, I have got into the habit of feeding models' readmes into to Google Translate. I know that this is far from reliable, but it often gives me a general idea of the rules and sometimes it makes everything clear. Using this principle, I translated the readme for Nachi Akira's new Romano. If you're not allowed to post it, just tell me and I'll take this journel down.More Like This
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Scotland x Loch Ness Monster ReaderMore Like This
Scotland x Loch Ness Monster Reader
It was a hot may night, and you where flouting on you’re back thinking abut him. It had been a really long day because it was summer and you couldn’t go out because of tourist. So you just stayed in you’re Loch Ness Monster form and hid away in you’re cave.
Ever since you first met him, he was so kind and nice, unlike other people who tried to catch you and kill you.
It was May 1st, you’re birthday. So Scotland should be coming. He comes every year to give you something. Like a few years back he gave you a swimsuit with his flag on it. (He had done this because when you turn human, you’re naked. And he thought it disrespectful to see you naked, so he gave you a swimsuit.)
When you where daydreaming about him, you heard ripples in the water, and saw a row boat coming. You knew it was him so you swam towards it and hid under his boat.
“Nessie? Nessie are you hear?” You could he his voice from under the wa
In Love with a Country (France x Male!Reader)You weren't really sure how to tell France how you felt about him.More Like This
Yes, you, too, have become smitten with the flamboyant Frenchman. As he wonders the streets of Paris, you can't help but watch him with a distant look of love on your face. He brought happiness to so many people with just his handsome smile. He made so many girls blush; so many men laugh; he was really an amazing person.
Amazing enough to capture your heart.
"Stalking Mr. France again, [Name]?" queried your good friend, [Male Name].
You quickly turned away from the window and went back to drinking your coffee. "No, I'm just enjoying the beautiful sights Paris has to offer."
"Ah, yes," agreed [Male Name]. "Paris is amazing, isn't it?"
You nodded, sipping your drink while stealing glances out the window. France was wondering around, like usual, striking up conversations with random people and bringing happiness to everyone within a five-foot radius.
Possessive!2pAmerica x Clingy!Reader|PerfectPerfect For EachotherMore Like This
"Allan!" You screamed with joy running towards the door hugging your boyfriend. You jumped on him wrapping your legs around his waist and your hands around his neck along with burying your head in his neck. Dropping his bloody bat he caught you easily and held you up with one arm. He shut and locked the door kissing your head over and over while hugging you tightly.
"Missed you, babe." He said jumping on the couch with you still in his arms.
You both were the perfect couple. Allan was possessive and you were maybe a tad bit clingy, ok a lot bit clingy but he liked that. The other countries couldn't understand how you calmed him down, even when he went on a killing rampage. They also didn't understand how Allan was so in love with a girl who wanted to be by his side every second but somehow. You both just fit.
"I missed you so much, Al." You hugged Al as hard as you could which wasn't very hard at all but he loved yo
Singer!GermanyxBlind!Reader PerfectionMore Like This
“What can you see in a girl that can’t even see you?”
The German scoffed at one of the recent headlines on a tabloid about him and his girlfriend of five years, _______. Ludwig was a popular singer, not necessarily world-famous, but famous enough to be in tabloids. He sang mostly calm, mellow folk music with an occasional pop song. He threw the magazine on the table and stared at it in disgust. How could someone even believe that? All Ludwig saw in _______ was just how utterly perfect she was. It never really mattered to him that she couldn’t see or that she would never be able to know what he looked like. He loved her, and that’s all there was to it.
Scotland x Reader - A boyfriend for christmasMore Like This
Christmas time. Who couldn’t love this time of the year right? Well it’s easy to hate it when it brings up horrible memories. I hadn’t been the same around Christmas since my boyfriend broke up with. Most people would say well that’s when you had family. No, I was too far away from them. They lived across the country from me. We got a ten minute phone call and that was it.
I hated to see all the couples out on the city doing last minute Christmas shopping. But there was one person I knew I could help me out of this funk. I went to my friend, Arthur Kirkland’s, house. I had a key to his house and said I could come in whenever I wanted to. I loved his shower so that’s where I first went when I found the place to be empty.
I got out and then fell on his couch, after borrowing his clothes. I sighed loudly when I heard the front door open. I didn’t bother looking up. “Hi, Iggy,” I said into the couch.
“Oh and that’s (Name). &
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
Small Children Are Annoying (Prussia x Reader)"Oh my gosh omigosh look!" (Name) squealed to her now apathetic boyfriend. It wasn't his fault he didn't care. He'd been listening to her say that about a number of very ordinary things for the past hour, all about her five year old cousin, and was already dying of monotony. "He drew me!"More Like This
With a halfhearted glance at the paper, which had some kind of humanoid scribble on it that could probably look like half the human race (if the bar was set low enough for crappy drawings made by five year olds to be considered), he forced a smile on his face and said, "Nice. He's gonna be one hell of an artist one day."
The boy smirked. Smirked! As if he was some kind of superior being that dominated all. Gilbert groaned inwardly. How did he get duped into coming along with this babysitting fiasco? Oh right, (Name). If he loved her just an ounce less, he'd go past the breaking point and strangle the damn child already. By far, this was the most annoying kid he had the misfortune to meet- snobbish and
Spaced Out (LestradeXTeen!Reader)"What is the hardest thing about your job?"More Like This
"The easiest thing."
"Something you regret?"
"I spent four weeks of one case trying to find a man guilty only to find out that he hadn't done it and that it was the person- in an ironic twist- I least suspected."
Even though Greg's initial response to helping 16 year old (f/n) with her report for school had been the prediction that he'd be constantly annoyed with the questions, he'd admit, when she went into the details of the assignment, he had sort of spaced out for a second, but caught enough words to understand that she just had to ask small, impersonal questions and she'd be done. He sat back in his chair behind his desk, sipping his coffee while (f/n) sat directly across from him, writing quickly on her yellow pad of paper.
He watched her a moment, reminded of a time when he'd been so enthusiastic like that. Not that he didn't love his job, but his vigor for it had died down significantly. A particular subject th
Daddy Norway x Baby Reader~Call me pappa~More Like This
“ Okay, let's try this one last time...” Lucas sighed, “(name) can you say 'pappa'?” he asked and looked down at his 9 months old daughter, (name). The young girl stared back at him with big (e/c) eyes and then she open her mouth. Norway looked hopefully at her but was let down when a tiny yawn left (name) before rubbing her left eye with her small fist.
“ I think it's time for my little princess to have her beauty sleep...”Lucas chuckled as he tuck her into the (f/c) bed. (name) snuggled into her soft blanket as Lucas placed her favourite plushie, a fairy with a (f/c) dress and (2nd f/c) details next to her.
“ I guess I just have to try to make you call me pappa when I come home.” the blond haired mumbled and exit the room.
He walked down to the kitchen.
“ well I have to go to the meeting. If anything happens call me.” he explained as the man at the stove turned around.
“Hm? You don'
SpainxMochi!Reader-Little MochiYou dragged your feet as you walked toward Antonio's house. You passed his house everyday on the way home but, with the constant flashbacks of you and him bumping into each other, you have never been so nervous in your life. You felt these so-called butterflies in your stomach, making your face go pale.More Like This
"I... can't do this..." You murmured softly to yourself, standing in the middle of the dusty road as you stared at Antonio's house just a few metres away. You closed your eyes, feeling the wind ruffle your hair.
"Mom?! Dad?! Guys???" You called out for your family at the top of your lungs, feeling the tears trickle down your cheek, but you stayed strong.
"Oh! Perdón, chica! I didn't see you there," the boy you bumped into flicked his wavy brown hair to the side, staring at you with eyes the colour of an emerald gemstone. "Eh... Hola, chica, you okay?"
"Y-yeah..." You nodded, holding back your tears. "I...I...I'm okay," you nodded, sniffling as you slowly looked up a
Taking Care (Scotland x Reader)More Like This
You had been laying in bed for the past few hours, feeling...well, honestly, pretty bad. You had woken up with a bad cold and were just about out of tissues; the end was rather imminent and soon you would probably have to make your way over to the bathroom and grab a roll of toilet paper to blow your nose with. Unless...
You searched blindly on your nightstand for your phone, quickly locating it and picking it up after almost knocking it off the edge. You fumbled to choose the correct contact as you squinted at the bright screen, and pressed the device to your ear.
"Hello?" A voice answered after a few rings.
"Allie?" You greeted your boyfriend drearily, breaking to let out a few coughs. He scoffed at your use of the nickname, but didn't say anything to deter you.
"Who else? You alright?" He sounded a bit concerned after hearing your coughing.
"I've been better. Could you maybe go to the store and get me some tissues? I'm almost out and I feel horrible." You complained, sniffling.
China x Reader: Fortune Cookie13. MisfortuneMore Like This
Every day since you had arrived at Heta High, on your way to one of your afternoon classes, Yao would greet you with a gentle smile and a “good afternoon.” It was a nice little pleasantry that you had actually come to look forward to. He always seemed so exasperated when dealing with his brothers, that it was nice to see him with a friendly smile on his face. So it was odd when he ignored your greeting one day while frowning and muttering to himself. He’d even been a bit snippier with his brothers than usual earlier that day.
As he was passing you, you grabbed on to his hand. He turned around confusedly then his eyes widened when he saw it was you. Then a light blush covered his face when he realized you were holding his hand. Then he noticed your concerned expression.
“_______, is something wrong aru?” Now he looked concerned.
“That’s what I was about to ask you,” you said as you stepped a bit closer to him.
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"Vlad stop being such a dork." You snicker as he cuddles you from behind, kissing every inch of you he could reach.
"But how else would I embarrass you?" He ponders, before pulling you closer into his chest.
"Making Dungeons and Dragons references is enough." You laugh lightly. The thing with the Romania was that he always liked watching you be embarrassed, even from your first date, he had to make your (s/t) cheeks burn with that so beautiful red color. But because he would do it so often, you began to get used to it, but every once in a while, he would find away to crack that cool exterior. He was always so unpredictable.
He was a mischievous, but was also a hopeless romantic at times. You felt him rest his chin on your head, watching tv while relaxing with you, his legs on either side of your smaller form, his arms wrapped around your waist. Vlad's affection had no way of being tracked, it was always spontaneous. But that was what you liked most about him. You couldn't help but blus
Half-Cat!France X ReaderMore Like This
It was Christmas morning; you had opened all your gifts and presents. You were now in the car, being driven by your mother to somewhere. Your mother said she had one more present for you but you had to drive there to get it.
You squealed when you saw where she took you; the animal shelter. She held your hand and led you to the cat and kitten section. The employee named Heracles opened the door to the area and you looked around.
"Go find a friend, pick anyone you want" she smiled down at you and urged you forward. You looked around and went over to a pen full of kittens.
Many kittens mewed and tried to grab your attention. A Scottish fold, a Russian blue, several tabbies meowed and looked up at you hopefully. You gasped when you saw him.
A fluffy white Persian kitten caught your eye. He was sleeping on a plush red pillow. He yawned and stretched as he awoke. When he opened his sapphire blue eyes, you were hooked. As your (e/c) eyes met his, it was love at first sight. He walked up to yo
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"Does Sweden hate me?" you asked Finland with a down tone
"No! I don't think he hates anyone, at least, that I know of!" Tino explained
"He always avoids me and never talks to me. Did I do or say something to offend him?" you wondered
"Maybe, but he normally doesn't feel affected by insults" Tino continued
"Denmark curses at him and insults him for hours when he comes home drunk"
"Oh, I'm going to go apologize anyway, I wouldn't feel right if I didn't" you bid Finland farewell and began searching for Sweden.
Then you noticed a cat, a dark grey male sitting on the windowsill. You cautiously walked up to it. He turned to you and meowed, this cat had stern expression on it's face.
"Denmark, have you see Sweden?" you asked when you noticed the Dane laying on the couch.
He chuckled and looked at the cat for a moment, then back at you.
"Nope! Haven't seen Ber all day" he laughed and sipped his beer.
You picked up the cat and kept looking.
"I really hope I get the chance to apo
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Canada x Reader|| Never was Unnoticed
You gritted your teeth and clenched your fist at the annoying sight being played once again. Alfred and Arthur being idiots with Francis by Arthur's side, poking his cheek multiple times, annoying the crap out of the gentlemen with the amazing caterpillar brows. During these events that happened every single meeting, you couldn't help but hear the small yells of a certain male that you happened to admire and adore very much.
Matthew Williams. Otherwise known as Canada.
Lets just say that you were in great love with the adorable canadian.
Though something was off about him today. He seemed to not be trying as hard to get the other countries attention as always. When you looked at the male, he seemed depressed. You starred at the sad canadian with pity as he hung his head low with a lonely expression as sadness engulfed his heart. You may of knew why he was acting like
Fazbears (2P!AmericaxReadersx2P!Canada) PREVIEW IIFreddy looked into the mirror. He had to admit, it wasn’t his first choice of bodies but he had to admit, it wasn’t that bad. Soon he would finally be out of this fuckin’ hell hole and outside in the world where he can finally wreck as much havoc and he can again. He looked at _________________’s features. She still had a lot of years on this body, though he was a lot shorter than he liked but it was just something he would have to deal with it in the long run. His eyes were what were unnatural. He kind of figured that one when he possessed her in the first place. Instead them being (e/c), they were dark and almost soulless. He smirked. These eyes demanded respect. He heard footsteps behind him. He noticed the tall blond and his (h/c) companion from earlier. He recognized their footsteps and smirked.More Like This
“So you finally got your bodies?” Freddy said and glanced behind him. Bonnie smirked.
“Fuck yeah. It’s tall, muscular, have hair, and everyt
2p!America X Maid!ReaderMore Like This
2p!America X Maid!Reader
“Alright poppet, do you understand what you must do?”Your new boss, Oliver asked.
“Yes sir!”You smiled.
“Oh poppet, you can call me Oliver.”Oliver smiled.”I’ll be off, my number is near the cookie jar for emergencies.”
Oliver closed the door. You were looking for a job to pay for your apartment. You found the flyer Oliver put and got the job. Now he left you with instructions to clean his house while he’s gone.
Oliver made you wear this maid outfit. You felt like it showed too much skin, but he said you looked adorable.
He also warned you if a blonde with long, messy hair in a pony tail with a hockey stick, or a blonde dude with stubble, who smokes, and he warned you most of a brunette with a base ball bat, just hide and don’t make a sound, he said.
That part sorta scared you. You just shrugged it off and went to work. You looked at the list.
To Do List
Fazbear's (2P!AmericaxReadersx2P!Canada) PREVIEW“Fuck…” said Alfred as he looked around. He was officially freaked the fuck out. He long lost track of where ______________ and that was starting to worry him. His heart pounded as he searched through the halls with his flashlight. He hated this fuckin’ place and wanted to bail. He turned the corner and that was when he saw a feminine figure. He sighed in relief.More Like This
“Poo! Thank God you’re here! I was starting to get fuckin’ worried,” However, __________ didn’t say anything. He swallowed something in his throat.
“Poo? My dear boy I do think ya’ll’s mistaken,” she only turned. He jumped back. Her voice was deep and distorted, almost like the animatronic one he’s heard but now more human. Whatever that creature was, whoever that creature was, it was NOT his ____________. Her eyes were yellow and etched on her face was a sick, sadistic smile, “There’s no Poo here….just little ol’ me Fre
The Legend of the Wolf-Bear (2P!America x Reader)Alfred snuggled into his bed at his Daideo and Gram’s house. He had a full day with them! Daideo took him fishing, then they went to the fair, then they went to the sweets shop and bought tons, then Gram scolded them about spoiling their appetites, he tried showing Daideo how to play his Gameboy but his fingers were too big, then they had a big dinner together and Gram gave him a warm bath and then Daideo tucked him into bed extra snug. He was so tired and happy at the same time. He loved coming over and exploring the Highlands, the caves, and everything. It was paradise for a kid who loved to explore as much as he did. Of course he would never be really alone. Da’s dog Boris was always around to make sure he was okay and with Daideo’s when went hunting or something. He was this huge dog that was bred to take out bears. He often slept at his door at night or inside with him. He was fine with everything…until the night came. It was always the same thing. It haMore Like This
Gangster!2p!America X Gangster!Reader PREVIEWTemps: So, me and a friend are in a competition to see who can get the most Watchers. This is my plan to gain more Watchers, so all I’m going to say is WATCH ME WATCH ME WATCH ME WATCH ME or I WILL FUCKING FIND YOU. Okay, not really, but you get my point. This is my latest X Reader project: Gangster!2p!America X Gangster!Reader. Hope you likes~ COMMENT BY THE WAY OR YOU WILL HURT MY FUCKING FEELINGS!!!More Like This
The muzzle of the gun was cold as it pressed against the curve of your jawline, so was the stone wall against your back. You shiver slightly as your gaze drops to the gun, then back up to meet a pair of red eyes watching you intently. In the dark, you couldn’t quite make out much more than those glowing orbs, but you knew perfectly well who it was holding that gun.
Allen F. Jones.
Tingling with fury, you grit your teeth and defiance flashes in your ((e/c)) eyes. You’d screwed up. Big time.
A week ago, you’d managed to escape Allen, but it had been stupid of
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You sat on the couch, browsing at a few reader-inserts on your laptop. You loved reader-inserts so much that you would read at least one per day. What's sad was that a majority of reader-inserts were pure bullshit. Yes, the people who made it probably worked hard, but it was still bad. It sort of made you feel a bit depressed, but whatever. You weren't the author, anyways, right? You don't write such idiotic things, right? Yeah, that's what I thought.
Onto the story. So, your boyfriend, Alfred, hadn't known about this guilty pleasure. All he knew was that you'd spend 4+ hours on the internet, since he rarely asked what you looked up. Besides, you had this habit of deleting your history every five to ten minutes. You could never be too sure. You'd even use incognito mode and shit. You were that secretive about reader-inserts.
Ooo, that kiss, though, you thought, scrolling down the page. Yeah, kiss me real good, (character name).
"Hey, (Name)," Alfred said.
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America Xreader Song Fic Shine On.
That was the last straw. The three “friends” you had, had taken their “all fun and games” a little too far.
You sat alone and crying, trying to figure out what to do, or who to talk to. Then it hit you. He had been right the whole time. Alfred, your best friend, and you didn’t even realize it.
All the time wasted with the “Bad touch trio”, too much time. You spent all your time with the three, but they only used you…
Then one day, Prussia, wanted to use you in a different way, and when you didn’t let that happen. They just dropped you off like an abandoned dog on the side of the road.
“A-Alfred?” You had called him, you needed him, he was all you had left…
“Yo (Name), are you alright?” He asked in a concerned tone
“C-Can you come over?” You sniffled
“Yeah. I’ll be there as fast as I can.” His voice was soft and caring, just what you needed
Babe and Dude (Child!2P!America x Child!Reader)He needed a place to hide and what better place to hide in than in the deepest and most quiet part of the library. Alfred was soon surrounded on both sides by various colored glossy books and he lifts his hands to gently touch each and every row of book, his finger gliding across the spines of each book until he reaches the end of the rows. Turning a new corner he had his head bowed until he looked up and noticed a girl sitting on the floor with small stacks of thick books surrounding her, she also held a book in her hands with the image of a deserted beach overlooking the ocean with a pirate ship in the background. Alfred could see how wrapped up this girl was into her book which gives him the opportunity he needed to take in her appearance; to him he had never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life. Well his life up to this time.More Like This
The girl had (h/c) hair tied up into two cute pig tails one which dangled over her shoulder the other was resting against the side of her neck. She
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Al had a tight grip on your hips to make sure you didn’t get away and as you felt you pants lowering you started to panic. ‘OH MY GOD! WHAT DO I DO?! WHAT DO I DO!?’ You quickly scanned your closet for a weapon but only managed to find that hideous shirt your cousin gave you. ‘Great just great! I’m gonna get raped and the only weapon I have is this shitty piece of…WAIT THAT’S IT!’ Using all the strength you had you pulled an arm out of Al’s grasp and snatched that (color) monstrosity and wrapped it around your hand, making sure it covered everything at least twice. “AL! LET GO OR ELSE!!” “Or else what? You can’t do no- AAARGGGH FUCK!!!!” Al’s face twisted in pain as he seized all moments and took hold of your closet for support.
You turned around to face Al and you can clearly tell he was pissed but above all shocked as we was struggling to cope with
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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SpainxReader Tomato-Flavored Kiss -Oneshot-
"So did you two kiss yet?" your best friend asked curiously one day in school. She flashed her usual grin, pointing out a what you supposed to be an invisible microphone.
It was the middle of lunch time, you two were at your usual spot in the room, eating lunch like always. At that time you were stuffing a sandwich in you mouth before she made, what seems to you, a ridiculous question.
"Afghdsf!" you choked out, patting on your chest to let the food flow in. "W-w-what?!"
(Best Friend's Name) laughed at you reaction and shook her head, while your cheeks went bright red. She started to wipe her tears of joy and look back at you with a grin.
"Don't tell me you haven't kissed?" she asked leaning on your shoulder.
You look away and took another bite of your sandwich. 'We only been dating for 2 weeks already...how do you expect us to kiss?!' you thoug
New Beginnings- Spain x ReaderMore Like This
You sucked in a breath, glancing around the empty room. Every surface was completely covered in paint, splashes of (f/c) covering the plain walls. The paint had made it seem much more like a home, a place of your own, somewhere for just you and your family. Sure, you were only just starting, but this place already felt familiar. You smiled slightly, placing a hand over your face to shelter it from the sunlight bursting through the large window. It was perfect here; everything you had ever dreamed about in a home.
You chuckled slightly, deciding to award yourself a break. You'd been working all morning, the warm temperatures only making it harder; the loose t-shirt you were wearing had stuck to your skin with sweat and your head was buzzing. Yep, you decided, definitely time for a break. You stood up, taking one last long look at the room- you couldn't bring yourself to call it a nursery yet- before tapping your fingers slightly on the doorframe and leaving to find your husband.
Punk!England x Punk!Reader WingmanMore Like This
England x Reader
You gazed lazily around the room you were in with heavy-lidded (e/c) eyes. A surprisingly bland boudoir for a punk. You would know. You leaped furtively from your bed to scavenge for your clothing.
“There it is,” you said, as you slinked across the room and shimmied into your plaid (f/c) jeans.
You glanced at Arthur, who seemed much too angelic in his state of unconsciousness.
“He’s not half bad…..” you mumbled, picking-up your black tube top and sliding it on. He had piercing emerald eyes, and a sexy mess of blond locks.
“It wouldn’t kill him to pluck his brows, though.”
“What a pity,” you concluded aloud while sliding open his bedroom window. You were about to begin your descent from the fourth floor of the oversized manor, but you wanted to get one last look at him.
In the loudest voic
Fem!England x ReaderWARNING: This is yuri: girlxgirl. Don’t like, don’t read. I swear a bit, yada yada yada...More Like This
The advertisement scared you. Hell, it was downright terrifying.
Looking for a roommate
One large guest room, a bath attached, and access to living room and kitchen
Preferably a college aged female, address listed below
Every part of you screamed to keep walking, but that rent was so tempting. Almost to the point where every single part of it was too good to believe. Only someone completely desperate would fall for something like this. Of course, you were desperate. College had been a lot more expensive than you had originally thought, and now you were doing everything you could to cut back.
This rent would mean you could actually stop eating ramen every day and cereal every morning. At first you weren’t complaining, but the lack of variety was starting to eat at you.
So here you were, probably about to fall victim to some serial killer. You knocked on the
Crushes fem!England x Teacher!Reader x fem!FranceMost girls have had a crush on a teacher at some point. These girls are usually about fifteen, young, and foolish. Sometimes, though, it's a real sort of love, rather than a high school fantasy.More Like This
Alice Kirkland was early to class, like always. She sat down in the center of the front row, like always. She polished her glasses and fixed her hair, looking like a perfect lady, like always.
Françoise Bonnefoy took the opposite approach. She stood in the hall with her friends, laughing at Julchen's joke. A smile graced her face. She may have been a bit difficult, but she was consistent. She would show up to class ten minutes late daily, use the same obvious excuse day after day, maintaining her flirty smile during class.
The target, however, barely noticed. She was a loner, completely oblivious to the affections of her students. She stepped into her classroom, finding Alice already there. She didn't think anything of it.
"You must enjoy thi
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
!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
Devil!AmericaXreader - Demons and Humans part 2More Like This
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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Now, you two finally made up with each other. You were seriously curious why Alfred would make a bet like that! And on the top of that, he just said love! L-O-V-E for goddamn's sake! But you couldn't imagine that Alfred's falling for you. NEVER. You both went to the airport and Alfred had someone he knew bring back his car to Washington. The next destination was... London. Again, Alfred knew something there. At first you asked him who and in one snap, you remembered that person. Yes, it's Arthur Kirkland, the British Gentleman of the United Kingdom. You met him five months ago at the office, he was really nice, a real gentleman alive, any girl will fall to his smile just for a second. For short, a ladykiller. Alfred had taken the flight to U.K and he also had someone he knew for a long drove his car back to Washington. He had reserved the first class plane, because the other planes were really crowded. How much more if one of you which was totally popular went in one of those planes? I
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Oh great. There he was. Mister America in all his glory
at your house in superman Pajamas . A hamburger plush pillow
and that same goofy grin of his. How did this all start
Oh yeah, you remember now
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"My goodness,_________! Are you okay? You look tired ",
England spoke concerned.
"Y-Yeah I'm just fine Englan- !!!"
"__-_______! Careful! Don't hit your
head on the table! You could hurt yourself!"
The hand you had used to support your tired head had given up
and now your face was in the smack fricken center of your desk.
"Are you sure you're okay? You don't look too good
Maybe you have a cold or fever "
You lifted your head and Arthur placed the back of his hand
to your forehead. You sighed and looked at him.
He was a true gentleman.
"Nope. I don't think you have a fever
Maybe you just had a rough morning "
"For the past few days I have gotten NO SL
Papa!SpainxMama!Reader - Our Bedtime StoryMore Like This
You groan as you hear your son yelling for you, burying your head under your pillow.
Youre being called, mi amor, Toni mumbles, nudging you with his foot. You growl at him, unimpressed with being woken up.
You go. I need my sleep. All pregnant women of the world should have the right for their husbands to take the night shift, especially if theyre carrying two, you reply, running a finger over your belly quickly before pulling the duvet up further.
Apparently this doesnt matter to your son, Luis, who gets out of bed, wanders out of his room and opens your bedroom door, quietly. He, however, is not quiet.
Mama? he says, walking over to the bed and climbing onto it.
You smile to yourself before you surface from under the sheets and sit up, Whats wrong, sweetie?
I heard something, he whispers, as if whatever he thinks he heard is listening. Theres a p
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"No, you bloody idiots, don-!"
But before Arthur could properly finish his complaint, (Y/n) and Jett had already cannonballed into the pool, causing a large wave that knocked the poor Englishman off of his float.
When the couple emerged from the depths of the pool once more, they quickly glanced at one another, making sure the other was okay. And of course, they then proceeded to laugh. They "fell" backwards as well as you can in water (which meant they were basically just floating around) with tears running out of their eyes.
Suddenly, they heard sputtering and both sets of eyes, (e/c) and grass green, looked back to the float, seeing Arthur resurface as well, seemingly having a very hard time breathing as he clung to the floatation device.
"Don't worry, Arthur! The Hero's here to save you!"
"For God's sake, DON'T!"
And another splash resounded as Alfred jumped into the pool as well, the Englishman drowning for a second time in just a single minute.
(Y/n) and Jett
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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 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
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"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
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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