America x depressed! Reader: hold in those tears-You didn't know what changed in your life. What did you do for it to be how it is now? Your life used to be filled with happiness and joy. You spent every living moment with a smile on your face and now...you just burry yourself in your misery. People around you say things that you would never even think of saying to anyone else. It soon got to the point that you no longer cared about anything...For now you were just waiting for that hero to save you from this dark abyss.
-You were sitting in class in your lone desk by the window. Even the teachers didn't care about you since you were left to sit in the far corner of the room. Today was one of your least favorite days...pep rally days. Every person would be filled with pep and school spirit while you had no spirit at all.
-You laid your head on the cold window as raindrops covered the outside and left a chilly sad feeling. As everyone else in class were preparing for the pep rally you had your eyes locked on one certain per
Frozen tears (A Jack Frost x Reader One-shot)More Like This
It was Christmas eve, the busiest day in the pole. Yeti's were scurrying round, making sure everything was ready to go so North could leave in order to deliver the presents.
The elves, well they were just being elves.
And you, well you were in the midst of it all, trying to avoid the giant Yeti's from stampeding over you.
And most importantly, trying to avoid Jack.
You and Jack had been friends for a while, after a cold, hard snowball had smacked you right in the face.
It was a harsh meeting. But he was more shocked you could see him than the foul language pouring out of your mouth. You were a teenager; No teenager had believed for centuries.
But you were an exception.
You had grown up with the legends, So it wasn't really that unnatural.
But to the guardians, it was a big thing.
Jack took you to meet them, after North's insistence. He told you that he felt "In his belly" that a teenager, somewhere, believed. Tooth just wanted to check out your teeth, stating they were pearly white, Bu
Jack Frost x Reader Jack Frost x Reader.More Like This
(h/L)= Hair Lenght
(h/C)= Hair Color You sat in the rollie chair at your desk that was placed by the only window in your room with your blue jean cladded legs criss crossed. The afternoon sun making the winter's snow look like millions of vibrant diamonds. A few rays of the sun snaked its way through the branches and icicles on the old oak tree right outside said window, casting strange, curved and pointed shadows that slightly swayed in the gentle breeze all around your room.
Your right arm propped up you head as your left repeatedly tapped your pencil on you sketch pad. You sighed heavily. You wanted to draw but you had no idea what. Every time you got a sliver of a idea that bubble would be forcefully popped, your train of th
::Cute Magic:: England x Reader"Oh, my, I'm terribly sorry, (Name)," Arthur apologized.More Like This
"Pfft~! You were trying to make me into a little kid?" Francis pondered, trying to keep himself from laughing. "Oh, Artie, I didn't think you were –"
"DAMN YOU TO BLOODY HELL, WANKER!"
"Arthur-san, maybe we shouldn't speak such vulgar language in front of (Name)-san," Kiku suggested, trying to calm down the British man. Arthur looked over to (Name) who had her ears covered by Feliciano and looked around curiously at the two men that she couldn't hear.
He sighed as Feliciano took his hands off her ears. "I guess I was lucky. I was looking at the wrong spell. The original idea was to turn this . . . freak of nature over here into an actual frog. (Name) didn't have to suffer that, so that's good to hear." Arthur picked the little girl (who looked much younger than his younger brother) up into his arms. "This was my fault, so I guess I'll take care of (Name) until this spell wears off."
"And make her suffer that horrid thing you call
Dream Cafe: GermanyXOC: Ch 1"Carmen, if you don't-a get up, you'll a-be late for your new job!"More Like This
"Why do I have to get a job anyway, fratello?"
"Because you're kind of a lazy ass and need to make some money! Antonio pays me nothing and we all know Feli is useless."
"That's not nice, fratello."
"CARMEN VARGAS, GET YOUR TINY ASS OUT OF BED," Lovino bellowed as he pulled me by my shoulders out of my bed and onto the floor. That was my lovely morning, woken up by my older brother yelling. Feliciano was still fast asleep, lying in his bed across the room. I had to share a room with him, sadly. Ludwig, Lovino and Kiku had all gotten fed up with him, but I didn't mind my brother.
"I do not a-want to get up!"
"I DON'T A-CARE WHAT YOU WANT. GET. UP."
He growled. "GET UP OR I WILL A-START CHOKING YOU."
"No! Don't! I'm up, Lovi! I'm up!" I stood up and pulled on the hem of my pajama shirt, running my fingers over the little skulls that decorated it. He groaned loudly and started cursing rapidly
If The Performance fits! AmericaxReader taleCHAPTER 1More Like This
"...I'll need a saviour." I sang.
Then turned off my keyboard. I sighed. I'll never be like Alfred F. Jones. He's such a great singer, any kid would dream to be like him. Including me.
"(Name)!" Mom called, "Time for school!"
"Ok!" I yelled, "Coming."
Then grabbed my bag and coat from the chair I placed it on and headed up the stairs from the studio I created to work on my singing and dancing. Though no one will ever see me because I'm too shy for anyone to see.
"Ok, let's go!" I said as I dashed out the door and hurried into the Lexus waiting for us outside.
Then my mom drove me to school, the one place I dread. Not because I hate it's because the people. Even though I have tons of friends the older grade picks on us so I always have to be the one to stand up for the younger grades. The worst people are the BTT, also known as the Bad Touch Trio. They always picked on me just because I always stand the younger grades ground.
Yup, that's life for yo
AmericaxReader: Friends Forever! Part2CHAPTER 2More Like This
Ni hao (name)." My father chirped from the kitchen, "How was your day?" I grabbed a spring roll from the fridge. "It's cool." I said, "I can't believe I use to live here." "We sure did! I had to tell you though because of the accident." Baba reminded me. "Something strange happened to me today." I spoke. "Hm, and what's that?" He asked. "A boy with dirty blonde hair with a cute little cowlick with the most bluest eyes you can ever see hugged me out of nowhere." I told him, "He says he knows me but I don't know him. Do you?" I turned to look at him. He had stopped cutting the carrots for the fried rice for dinner. "No, I do not." He sighed. I could tell something was wrong with baba, but I don't know the reason so I just left the kitchen and hurried up the stairs to my room. It wasn't much, just my bed beside the entrance and a desk beside the window that peered down on to the snowy busy streets of the small town. The most precious thing I have
Fairy Godmother's Gift .:SwitzerlandXReader:. Ch1You opened your eyes as the white and red smoke cleared there laid a man with messy blond hair,a green button down shirt and black jeans covered him. You also saw a small glint that looked like a handgun but you couldn't be sure.More Like This
"Oh you got Vash! He should be waking up soon." Fairy god mother said cheerily.
~Flash back Vash's POV~
Lilly was going to take me somewhere but she wouldn't tell me where.
"Lilly, where are you taking me?" I asked annoyed as she dragged me around the town.
"Don't worry Big Bruder, we're here." Lilly said stopping in front of a tall brick building in the downtown area.
"Lilly what is this place?" I asked as she dragged me inside. The building's inside was nicely furnished. It all looked so...expensive.
The woman in front lookd up at us and smiled.
"Hello, I'm guessing you're Vash and Lilly, am I correct?" She asked.
"Yes we are." Lilly said politly.
"Alright, whoever the appointment is for must sign this and then you are free to go up and see Fairy Godmother."
2p!EnglandxReader - Art of DistressThe History of Sir Oliver Baines-Kirkland of LondonMore Like This
Oliver Baines-Kirkland was married to [First Name] Baines-Kirkland on September 2nd, 2010. They had two sons, Timothy Carter and Riley Beckenridge as of present. Oliver Baines-Kirkland showed no prior signs of insanity or psychopathic tendencies, not did it pass onto his sons. As of current, Timothy Carter is now in collage and Riley Beckenridge is living with a family friend, Jean-Luc Masson. Oliver Baines-Kirkland was tried on an account of murder and cannibalism but released on account of insanity. He's known for being very well-behaved, except when the subject of his dead wife and sons are brought up, in which he becomes silent and somber. When pushed, he can be easily defined as 'violently discordant'.
Lili Zwingli, a helper at the mental hospital, read the card with a quiet curiosity. She hadn't been assigned to him, as the name was unfamiliar to her. She carted off his dinner to his cell, Cell 221b. She had been here for
Heta High [Readerx???]-Chapter 20It was the middle of November. Today, tennis-club was cancelled due to your teacher being 'busy', as she called it. The older club members said something about her stalking Mr. Braginski. Well, you weren't complaining. More time for you to relax. You looked through one of the windows in the hallway, and saw that it was raining heavily. In your mind, you thanked your parents that they always reminded you to carry a small umbrella in your bag.More Like This
As you made your way to the exit of the school, you saw a certain british boy standing there.
"Bloody rain... Couldn't you wait a little bit...", you heard him say.
"Hello Arthur! Is something wrong?" you asked him.
"It's just that I forgot my umbrella in my room this morning. I'll just have to wait until the rain lightens up..."
"I have a umbrella. We could share it, if you want to", you suggested.
"Really?! I mean, if that's what you want..."
"Well, let's go", you said and opened the umbrella.
Love Letter [America x Reader]More Like This
You shuffled some textbooks into your locker and took out the binder you would need for your next class. You were walking towards your specific class when you felt another presence next to you.
"Hey [Name]! Heading to History?"
"Hello yourself Alfred. And yes I am, want to walk together?" you asked, since you both had the same class.
When you entered, you took your seats next to each other and listened to your teacher drone on about something. You didn't pay much attention to your History class, but still got good grades because your friends were actually countries. But no one knew that except yourself.
Your teacher proceeds to take out a world map and show it to you. A few seconds into his lecture, you and a fellow American burst out in laughter.
"May I ask what is so funny Miss [LastName]?" your teacher asked sternly, obviously not pleased at your interruption.
"R-Russia's on top of C-China with Mongolia in t-the middle!" you replied, still laughing your head off.
Bored? Play The Pocky Game! [America x Reader]More Like This
Boredom was spelled B-O-R-E-D-O-M. You were bored out of your mind. You were literally desperate enough to do anything.
Pretending to have some tea with your stuffed [FavAnimal] named [CoolName], you put on a British accent modeled after a certain English friend you had.
"Why 'ello [Sir/MissCoolName], lovely to have you join me for a spot of tea!"
"THE HERO HAS ARRIVED!"
The door to your bedroom slams open to reveal a very excited American. You give him a look and continued to pour tea for your stuffed animal.
"Aww...no hey or anything?" his mood saddening, looking at you with puppy eyes.
"Hey Al! Thank goodness you're here! I'm sooooooo bored~!" you tossed your stuffed [FavAnimal] somewhere and proceeded to build a house of cards.
"Awesome! The Hero will save you from boredom!" he exclaimed triumphantly.
"Here," you passed him half of your deck, "Start building with me."
Finally after some hilarious scenes when your tower collapsed, it stood with all glory and majesty a
Over the line (AmericaXReader)You sat, your face set in a determined way as your hands gripped the edges on your chair so hard your knuckles were white. Your friend Alfred, who was also known as one of the scarediest of scaredy-cats on the planet, was showing you a horror story.More Like This
Usually he would try to get a scary film on, preferably one he knew by heart. That way he’d be able to plug his ears and close his eyes at the jumpscares or the like, whilst you screamed your head off. He cheated that way because well to put it bluntly; he didn’t want to seem ‘weaker’ than you.
So he sat himself through horror marathons, paraded ‘fearlessly’ through haunted mansions and played scary videogames in the dark until he knew said article of fear by heart. All so that for a change, you could grab onto him and rely on him when you were scared and he was not. He wanted to change from the way you both grabbed each other in unison whenever something jumped out at you.
The story was told via pictures
No longer morning (AmericaXReader)You sighed, playing with your fingers as you waited for the lunch break to end. Not that you didn’t like your break time, it was just that it was so boring without Alfred around. He hadn’t turned up in the morning, so you guessed he was probably sick or something.More Like This
Then again those videogames of his were also a possibility... As you listened to the music coming from your headphones, you closed your eyes. Hoping to get a bit of rest at least, you hummed along with the song gently, your breathing evening out.
When something heavy leaned on your side, you opened one eye irritatedly to see the cause. “Oh hey Alfred.” You mumbled when you saw the American sitting next to you. “Good morning....”
Laughing quietly, you prodded him in his stomach, making him contract it quickly. “It’s not morning anymore.” You told him and his eyes widened in realisation.
“That would explain why everyone’s so energetic....” He clutched his h
Scare me again and I'll- (AmericaXReader)You hummed to yourself as you continued to kick some butt on Pokémon. Wrapped up in a blanket tightly, you were sitting at your desk. You were so concentrated on your game that you didn’t hear or see Alfred sneaking up on you.More Like This
He smirked, pulling on the mask he’d bought for this special occasion. He knew how much you disliked getting jumped, but it was funny as hell. Also he adored the expressions on your face, so he wouldn’t stop scaring you just yet.
He grabbed hold of your shoulders and you shrieked loudly, dropping your ds to the floor and falling out of your seat. His loud laughter filled the room as you struggled to get out of your cocoon. “Dammit! That’s not funny!”
He shook his head, falling backwards onto your bed. “N-No! It most definitely is!” He crowed with laughter, clutching his sides. You growled at him, feeling tears prick your eyes. Why was it always like this with him?!
No matter how many times you’d earnest
AmericaxReader: Never gonna be alone'Time, is going back, so much faster than I,More Like This
And I'm starting to regret not spending all of it with you...'
Alfred sighed, the end of his senior year in high school came fast. Much faster than he wanted it to in fact. He looked over at (name), his best friend. He barely spent any of the second semester of school with her, which made him even more depressed than he already was, reason being that he thought they would be going their seperate ways for college and not seeing each other ever again.
When the end of the day came, he went outside, walked to (name) and smiled, then said, "Hey (name)!"
(Name) turned and looked at Alfred with her (e/c) eyes. Her (h/c) hair that was tied back in a low pony tail, draped over her shoulder when she turned. "Oh," She said, then smiled, "Hey Al!"
"Hey..ummm...I..I have to tell you something (n-name).."
"Okay. What is it?" She tilted her head, then looked confused when Alfred suddenly pulled her into a
Papa!America xYoung!Reader- Daddy's little cowgirl*Age 6*More Like This
Alfred was just coming home from work, but only to find Arthur frantically searching around the house. "Hey dude," Alfred said, "What's wrong?"
Arthur looked over at the tall blonde with a worried expression on his face. He quickly walked over to the American and said, "I can't find (name) anywhere! I've searched all around the house, the back and front yard, and the pool shed! She isn't in any of those places!"
Alfred began to think a little, then asked, "Have you checked the storage room? She likes to go in there sometimes." He watched as the Englishman shook his head, then started walking in the direction of his storage room. When he was close, he could hear rummaging through boxes and clicking on the floor. 'She must have found a pair of her mother's old heels,' he thought before looking through the doorway.
Instead of finding (name) in a pair of her mother's heels, he found her in his old cowboy hat along with his old vest and boot. Seeing this caused him to laugh a little
AmericaXReader Names ONESHOTAs you walked with the American, you hummed to a familiar tune.More Like This
~La da da da, La da da da da da~
You looked up to see Alfred smiling at you sweetly.
"W-w-what? What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?" You panicked.
"Dude, calm down! I was just listening to your singing!" He laughed as the two of you sat down on a public bench. You looked around the park and couldn't help but to smile. On the playground there were three little boys playing. One blond with sleek blond hair, one with messy brown hair and one with short black hair. Then, the little brown haired boy fell and he started to cry. Before you could even get up to try to help him, Alfred was already right next to the boy, helping him stand. As you walked closer, you could hear their conversation.
"Hey, why are you still crying?" He asked.
"B-b-b-b-because it hurts!" He bawled.
"What's your name?" You asked.
"Well, Feliciano, do you know what you name means in Latin?"
"It means happy, luck
Daddy!AmericaXSick!Child!Reader-Half A Brain Ever since America could remember he had always wanted a child. He dreams came true the day (Name) was born. His wife sadly, a few months later got sick and died. Though his wife had died he was still a happy man. He had a daughter. Seeing at how (Name) was born such a happy, healthy baby girl, he thought nothing could go wrong. Sadly sometime after she turned 3, she began having seizures. The seizures never seemed to end, and were very violent. America had been to many doctors and had tried many medications. Nothing seemed to work, and he was getting tired of lack of answers. Soon, America took her to expert and got (Name) a brain scan, what the doctor said nearly broke his heart.More Like This
(Name) had a rare condition called Rasmussen's Syndrome. She was going to have to go through a daring surgery. This surgery had many risks and complications. They were going to removed the left side of her brain. It was only a week before t
AmericaXReader- Bonfires and Drunk Beach Parties"Daddy! Daddy!" A girl's cheerful voice chirped, followed by soft footsteps the were running to find the person she was calling.More Like This
"Ye- Uff!" The girl's father start, but was quieted when he felt her headbutt his stomach.
He stumbled to the floor, catching his giggling daughter on the chest.
"Haha! I made you fall!" She shouted. Even though she was 13, Natalie was a daddy's girl that took after her father's childishness.
"He, I guess you did," Alfred stood up, holding the girl to his height. "So, whaddya want? Hungry?"
"Uh-uh," Natalie shook her dirty blonde head. "I just had a question."
"OK, what?" He set her down in the living by the couch, where his on-again-off-again girlfriend-turned-wife, _____, was sitting, reading like the bookworm she was.
"How did you and mom meet?"
"Uhh...." Alfred froze, then glance at ______, who was also panic glancing at him.
"Well...That's kind of a long and very strange story." ____ set her book down and rubbed the back of her head.
"Well, i've got plen
AmericaXDying!Reader: He Understands You pull up your stockings and push your feet into your shoes, dressing for school, while sitting on the edge of your bed.More Like This
You can’t stay at home for another day. You know that there isn’t much time left and, regardless of what everyone says, you have to see the world one final time.
You pick up your backpack and open your bedroom door. The house is still, telling you that your parents are asleep.
You tip toe down the stairs and to the front door, where you hesitate for a moment.
“I can’t just leave them…”
You turn around, deciding to tell them that you’re off for school when you see your mother coming down the steps.
“Where are you going?” She asks worriedly, her night dressings fluttering around her.
“To school,” You say as brightly as you can. She hurries over to you.
“You’re too sick to go to school,”
“I’m feeling fine, mother, really!”
“You can’t go,” she
America x Mermaid!Reader pt6 - Departing the OceanWarning: OOC England and possibly AmericaMore Like This
Unending, relentless pain exploded in your sides as the hot plate was jabbed countless times into your skin. England had long since left and gave his guards the honorable duty of torturing you.
Gasps stole your breath away. What hope you had of ever catching your breath was diminished into weak wheezes, each effort shook your pained lungs. Your eyes narrowed at the guards as they smirked with those smug faces and snorted at your pain.
"If you shed that tear for us, we won't have to do somethin' like this." The more heavy built guard shoved his foot into your ribs. A pained grunt shook your throat, but the tears were not coming. You would not waste a tear on something as passing as physical pain, and especially not for these sacks of ale and smug. Deep in your bones, you screamed and cursed these men.
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Alfred x Reader
The American watched as the (h/c) haired girl played with the waves by the seashore. He admitted it to himself that she looked absolutely adorable with each move that she made while humming a song that she heard from the radio the other day. However, there was a certain feeling deep down inside him that he just couldn’t shake off.
He knew it. Deep down, he knew that taking her out of the hospital without her doctor’s consent was a horrible mistake but who was he to blame? Her operation was going to happen tomorrow with her living chances hanging on a 50/50. Yes, people would call it being selfish but every person has to spoil himself once in a while, right?
“Alfred! What are you still doing there?” She shouted catching the attention of the rather melancholic blond. “Oh, nothing. Just enjoying the view of you from here!” He answered with a grin, causing the girl to slightly blush. “Fine, whatever. You’re wa
America x reader: surprise 2Another year had passed, and another deployment had, too. This time he had told you exactly what day and what time he was coming home.More Like This
And this time, YOU had a surprise for HIM. You had been keeping it ever since you found out, after that wonderful thanksgiving night.
He was a father.
In every one your Skype calls, until of course the children (you had twins, one boy and one girl) were born, you were very careful to show only your neck up, to hide your swelling belly. And after the birth you were careful still, to be in a room where he wouldn't hear them cry. Matthew helped with this, coming over often to babysit while you called Alfred to keep up appearances of the loving wife desperate and excited to see her husband come home. Of course, this was by no means a lie, but you wanted to get him back for making you think he wouldn't come home last year.
And you wanted to see his face when he came face to face with not one, but two babbling little bundles, swaddled in red white and blue. (
Little!America x Mermaid!Reader - Swimming"(Name)!"More Like This
A young boy sat at the shore. He sported a devious little cowlick that you always thought was cute.
"(Name)! Quit hiding!"
You stayed under the surface of the water, laughing to yourself. You also loved seeing him getting riled up. His tantrums, whenever he stomped on the sand with his little feet and his cowlick bounced with him, always made you laugh.
"(Name), I'm going to throw rocks in there until you come out!"
You crossed your arms defiantly, your (favorite color) tail swished from under you. America wouldn't throw rocks in the lake he knew was your home-
Suddenly you heard a splash, turned around, and met the bright baby blue eyes of your best friend.
Now he would on the other hand throw himself into the lake.
With a mighty flex of your tail, you swam to America, wrapped your arms around his tiny frame, and pulled both of you above the surface.
"I'd much rather prefer you threw the rocks instead of drowning yourself, America...
AmericaxReader: Don't Forget A smile was planted softly on your face as you walked down the busy streets to Time Square, New York City. This wasn't your final destination but just a stop.More Like This
At this time of year, you couldn't help but do this. People were rushing around for last-minute gifts at Toys-R-Us and couples kissing. The stores were all lit and decorated for one of the biggest holidays of the year.
The city that never sleeps was always more alive and kicking this time of year. Bells of the Salvation Army rung high into the air, different carols were being played at each street corner and children squealed in excitement as they looked into the windows of toy stores.
You passed Times Square without a passing glance. In the corner of your eye, you saw the ball that would be dropped in less than a week to ring in the new year. Smiling sadly, you shoved your cold hands into your warm coat pockets and buried your face into your scarf.
Crows dissipated and quickly
Concrete Angel Little!AmericaXLittle!Reader~~More Like This
She walks to school with a lunch she packed,
Nobody knows what she's holding back.
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,
She hides the bruises with linen and lace, oh.
Today I woke up at 6:30 like every other morning to go to school. Yawning, I pulled on the same dress I wore yesterday. It's not that I liked it that much, it's just that it's all I have, this and one other dress. I went outside of my tiny room and into the kitchen to make my lunch. Mommy is always sleeping at this time, so I always have to do it all by myself. Being the stupid klutz I am, I bump my arm on the fridge and wince. I had bruises on my arms that were shaped like fingers. I had almost forgotten. Last night, Mommy hit me again. She always comes home from work angry and she takes it out on me. I hate my life.
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,
It's hard to see the pain behind th
AmericaxChubby reader- Beautiful to me Ch.4"I love you (Name)." Those words kept replaying in your mind. To the way he held you to the look of genuine love on his face, you had that moment imprinted in your mind.More Like This
Your head started to pound and your (eye color) orbs began to flutter open as a fuzzy image began to come into view. As your vision got more clear, it was Alfred staring down at you with a small smile as his hand came out to stroke your (hair length and color) hair pushing it to the side.
"It's you're goal in life to try and make me have a heart attack isn't it babe?" Al laughed lightly at his own humor as you cracked a smile and started to sit up only to have Alfred push you gently back down onto the soft mattress again.
"You're not getting up for a while (Name)." You raised a brow at him as he lay next to you and wrapped his arms around your soft tummy and pulled you close. You could feel his warm breath on your face which made your head spin a bit as you gazed into his blue orbs.
"W-why not Al?" You gulped as he lea
AmericaxChubby reader- Beautiful to me Ch.1A nightmare..More Like This
Each morning when you woke up and rolled out of bed and got ready for school or Hell in your opinion you knew it would end up as it did every day, a nightmare.
You could practically hear the imitations of cow's they would do as you walked down the hall or the middle school names they would call you like pig, or fatty every time you turned a corner.
You've gotten used to the name calling and other obscene and immature acts they would do towards you. You ignored it entirely and kept a cold expression most of the time.
In a way you weren't used to it…
Thanks to the name calling over the years, there was this voice in your head mocking you, yelling at you.
Look out, the great white Whale's feasting!
Move out of her way before she crushes you!
You felt the tears start to sprout in your eyes as you quickly wiped them away and pounded your head.
"Get out of my head!" You yelled tugging your hair hoping there was a way to get rid of those damn
I Love You Too Much AmericaxChubby!Reader~ I Love You Too Much ~More Like This
~ America x Chubby!Reader ~
It was the usuals, you at your boyfriend's house, watching scary movies. And yet again, he was clinging on to you, hugging you tightly from behind. He hid his head behind your back and yelled, " B-Babe!! D-don't worry! I-I'll protect you! T-that's what a-a hero does!! "
You smiled at the way he act, and giggled. " Oh Alfie~ Your such a good hero. " You told, twirling your body, facing towards him. Then nuzzling into his neck. Alfred smiled a bit and pecked your lips.
You giggled again, then frowned. You stared off to somewhere else and sighed. Alfred stared at you, wondering why you look sad. His eyes looked at your eyes, filled with innocence and guilt.
" Hey babe? " He told. " You ok? Is something wrong? " You averted your eyes on Alfred and looked into his eyes. " It's nothing sweety.. "
" Oh come on babe. I just know something's wro
Names (2P!Italy x NekoChild!Reader) Part 1"Anyone, please...help me..." you sat on the edge of an alley. You wore a baggy sweatshirt that covered most of your filthy body. You quivered, cuddling deeper into the sweatshirt. A man with blonde hair, tan skin, and designer clothes that seemed to sparkle in the light as he walked by. You desperately reached for him, "P-please!" He stopped in his tracks turning to see a child shivering in the cold and he couldn't help himself.More Like This
"Aww, you're so cute!" Poor thing," He cooed lifting, lifting you up, your sweatshirt was so big that it fell off you revealing your neko ears and tail. You meowed your white tail swaying a little and your ears twitching. The look of shock was replaced with adoration.
"Come with me, bambina, I will take care of you." Then a thought ran through his mind. "Well, I know someone that could take great care of you." he held you in his arms walking swiftly to his car. "You should be enough to pay off a dept."
The Pain (Depressed Reader X 2P Germany)The Pain.More Like This
“Why do I live? Why do I breathe?” You ask yourself stumbling over your door step. “No one cares anymore.” You walk down your hall, running your hand over the wall so pictures would fall down. Al and Matt, the one picture that you have of them smiling together, shattered leaving there faces covered in glass. You didn’t even glance back all you did was continue walking. Getting to your bedroom you lay down staring at the ceiling wondering if anyone would notice if you just disappeared.
Your cell phone called out singing you “Better Than Me by Hinder”. You looked over at it staring for a second, listening to the lyrics, letting them wash over you.
Lutz’s urgent voice sounded after the beep. “(Name)!!! Just stay where you are don’t move I’ll be right there!!!”
“Lutz.” You murmured his name feeling it on your lips, tasting it. He left you. “Why would he do that? Why would he leave me?”
Welcome Home - Soldier!America x ReaderYou missed him. Oh, how you missed him dearly. You missed his sandy blonde hair, the way that one strand would stand up on its own, the way it would defy gravity and all naturally known physics. You missed his sky colored blue eyes, the way they would stare lovingly at you as he held you and nuzzled up to you. You missed his silver brimmed glasses, the way they would sparkle in the fresh sunlight of an autumn’s morning. You missed his smile, the way it would light up as he looked at me with such excitement and giddiness. You missed his body, the way his muscular arms would hold you as his pink lips would kiss yours, the way his chest would bump against yours as he hugged you, the way he would tense up when you would teasingly drag your fingernails down his tan skin.More Like This
It tore you apart having him to be away from you. You absolutely missed everything about him. You missed his voice most of all, and the way he would speak. It was just so… Alfred. That slang, that slight accent
America x Reader: Haven't Had Enough---------------------------------------------------------------------------------More Like This
“Testing, testing, I'm just suggesting,
You and I might not be the best thing,”
(3rd person P.O.V.)
Alfred F. Jones. He was your best friend from kindergarten, the quarterback on the football team, and all in all, the most popular guy at Hetalia High. Not to mention, he was your boyfriend of three months, up until recently, after the final football game of the season.
“Alfred… I’m not even sure you need hear this… but I want to break up.” You mutter under your breath the day after the game.
“Hey, babe… what? …(Name)?” Alfred starts his usual greeting as loud as usual, but as soon as he processes your words, his voice is hushed, like he didn’t see this coming. He reaches out to you, but before he can hold you back, you let out a sigh and hold back tea
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 5More Like This
You woke up the next morning but stayed at bed, thinking of a plan to escape. Right then, you heard a knock at the door but you didn't care to answer.
"Hello?' the door opened slightly and a man peeked in.
The man wore a white mask with pitch black eyes and black feminine lips.
You were relieved that it wasn't Slenderman but you were scared of the masked man as there wasn't any weapon to protect you.
The man opened the door and stepped in, walking towards you.
"Are you... hungry?" he asked.
This time, you answered him by nodding. You were so hungry since yesterday and even refuse to talk when Slender offers you food which is a bad thing because you had to go through a night, sleepless while listening how hungry your stomach was.
"Okay, follow me." the man said and lead you to the hallway. You following from behind.
"I'm Masky. What's yours?" he asked but didn't get any responds. You were too thirsty to even talk.
Ones he brought you to the kitchen, you saw two men. The man you sho
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 4More Like This
You slowly opened your eyes and sat up. You looked around in the unfamiliar room which is dark and you found yourself on a bed clenching on your father's sweater.
Suddenly the lights open which blinds you for a moment. When everything is clear, you saw a tall man with no face. You stared at him as if it a statue.
"Hello [y/n]. Do you remember me?" the tall man asked.
You didn't answer.
"Can you please answer me, my child."
"Can you hear me?"
He sighed, "Can you at least talk so I can discuss about why your here and about your mother."
"M-My... mother?" you spoke as you move your head slightly to your left.
"Yes, your mother."
"Your my mother?!"
"What?! No! I'm not your mother! I was talking about your mother!"
"Oh... Okay~!" you smiled, "How do you know about my mother?"
"Well, I knew her before you were born. She even told me to watch over you when she left you at your father's house."
"So daddy is my my real father?"
"Precisely, though you look like your mother."
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 3More Like This
"Bye bye poppet~! We'll be back after an hour~! Oliver said before kissing your forehead.
You nodded, "Bye daddy~!"
Francois sighed as he drag Oliver to the car and drove off.
It didn't take long until Matthieu and Allen left which leaves you and Blackie home alone.
You were scared because of what happened last night so you stayed in the two safest rooms, Allen's and Oliver's room. Allen's room has plenty of weapons exposed to which you had full excess to his guns. As for Oliver's room, it helps you calm down since everything in his room is themed blue and pink. And there was alot of hiding spots, especially the closet.
Fives minutes later, you heard the doorbell ring. You remembered Oliver telling you not to open the door but your curiosity made you walk down and stand infront of the door.
"W-Who's there?" you asked.
"The mailman~" a familiar voice said.
You froze. It was the same voice from last night. You immediately ran upstairs to get one of Allen's pistol and hid in Oliver's
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 2More Like This
The next day, Francois brought you to the mall.
When you brought the giant [f/c] teddy bear, you noticed a dog, with a big grin on its face watching you but then walked away.
You started to follow it, not knowing that your uncle was following you. And when he took note that you were following the dog, he grabbed you and carried you on his shoulder then walked away.
"Don't follow that dog." Francois told you.
"Can I keep it?" you asked.
"No. I'll buy you a puppy."
You gasped, "Really?!"
You later eventually got the puppy. It was black so you named it Blackie. After that, Francois could take you to get ice cream and watch you play with your new pet. But you could always see the smiling dog watching which made you feel a little scared. During the ride home, you fell asleep and was send to bed ones arrived.
You slowly opened your eyes and sat up to look at Blackie, who was barking at y
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The ChildMore Like This
"A-Al!" you shouted as you sobbed. You were standing the same spot that you lost your brother for just 15 minutes or more. Allen had taken you to the mall to get some toys that you wanted. You later lost him when you went to get a giant [f/c] teddy bear without him knowing. Now you were crying while people pass by ignores you.
"Why are you crying kiddo?" you heard a male voice.
You look up at him but you couldn't clearly see his face as he has a hood covering his eyes. But all you can see is that he skin was white and had a really wide grin on his face.
"I-I-I l-lost my brother." you said, wipping your tears.
"Aw~ Poor thing~ Let's go find your brother then?"
You nodded and followed the man. That's when you realized that he was leading you outside the mall.
"[Y/n]!" you heard someone call out. It was Allen.
"Al!" you ran towards Allen and hugged him.
"It's been a long time, Allen." the man said.
"Oh so nice to see you again, Jeff." Allen said sarcastically.
Jeff let out a laugh before
Hetalia Allies x Crossdressing!Reader Part 1More Like This
You are the personification of the country _____. You were found and raised by France,however his boss did not think you would benefit them in war. As a result,France had to leave you on your own.Ever since that moment you began to think that men were much more superior compared to women.They had more freedom, strength, and knowledge.You began to believe that if you were a man,you would be able to protect those that are precious to you.Not wanting to go through surgery you decided to dress like a man.you cut your hair to a short length,which did not take much hesitation,then you began to practice speaking in a deeper tone in voice.Luckily, you did not have a very high pitched voice.You began to grow distant to all countries,only speaking when spoken to.
2p!Italy x child!reader- Family love(part 10)A week has officially passed since your first visit to see Ivan. You and your dad have seemed to have gotten closer since then. Right now you were in the room you referred to as 'murder murder' and was 'taking care' of a problem.More Like This
"Why are you so stupid?!", you pressed the cold metal of the pistol against the head of the man you were taking care of. "Don't you know, Luciano always wins?" Since the man was blindfolded, along with being tied up, all he could do was listen to your voice in fear. You saw his blindfold getting wet. "Oh. You're up? Bout fucking time. I didn't want to kill you while you slept. That's no fun...Oh~! Keep crying! It's amusing to me!" You heard him trying to talk but his words being muffled by the rag stuffed in his mouth and taped up around it. He gagged a little. "Don't worry about who I am and don't ask my age. Like it even matters" You lean your elbows on his shoulders and smirk. "Now. Are you aware of your crime?" He slowly shook his head. You pist
2p!Italy x child!reader- Family love(part 9)Over the course of a week, you had the staff bring you a few things. You wanted a military jacket just like your dad's, a small red hat, and black boots. You also asked for contacts that would change your eye color to look like your dad's. "Don't you think the contacts are going a little too far?", your mom asked as you sat her on the sink as you got them.More Like This
"Not really. I don't look much like him so changing my eye color to his is only a little thing to make it just a tad more obvious, you know? It's hard to think I'm not his daughter when we have the same...magenta colored eyes"
"I guess..." You looked in the mirror as you placed the contacts in.
You looked to your mom when you were done. "How do I look?"
"Perfect!" You pick her up and grab the case for the contacts before leaving the bathroom.
"Hey (name)", you turned to the voice and saw your dad walking to you.
"...Uhm...Did you change your hair or something?"
"No! You can't tell?!"
He scratched his head. "Uhm.
2p!Italy x child!reader- Family love(part 8)When your uncle entered the car, you stayed quiet. He looked at you curiously before starting the car. "I don't wanna go back there anymore", you officially reported.More Like This
"Aww. You didn't like it?"
You shook your head. "She was asking me too many questions. Then she made me see Al..."
"...I-it brought back memories I didn't want. One's I thought I got rid of years ago. They all came back after seeing him. Even one's he had nothing to do with! For some reason they came back when I saw him...I don't wanna go back there"
"But (poppet) just wants to be friends with you"
"No! This time she made me see Al. Who's next? My auntie?!", you blurted out. When you realized what you said, you covered your mouth and thought about where that came from.
"Your auntie? What do you mean?"
"(name). What are you talking about? What are you remembering?", your mom questioned, worriedly.
"M-my auntie. O-oh god, I remember now", you grip your hair and take a deep breath.
"(name)! What is
2p!Italy x child!reader- Family love(part 7)"I don't get what you want to know", he shrugged.More Like This
"Well, lets start with what he was doing when Francis blew your house" You moved your hands next to your cheeks and opened them both while mouthing the word 'boom'.
"You should still watch that smart mouth of yours. I am your dad"
"Sorry...But what happened?"
"Does it really matter?"
"Well I don't know. You haven't told me. It might. Was it really bad?"
"Well it was just that he was with them"
You scratched your head. "...With who?"
"Francis and the others"
You hopped off the couch. "What?! So he was helping them?! Why the hell was he even allowed back into this house?!"
"Geez. Calm down"
"What! The! Hell?!! Why should I calm down?! What is with you?! Why?! Why?! What allows him to do such a thing then come here all...all...loving family and shit?!"
"It's complicated but basically; he's family"
"Then what about uncle Toni?"
"Screw him. He isn't related to me, period. Don't ever call him your uncle"
"How is he not related to you?"
The Beach- Austria EndingMore Like This
Signed Roderich Edelstein
The writing on the sheet was loops and very nice, it could have only come from the Austrian. You smiled at the elegant writing as well as the person who sent it. The Austrian could be seen as snotty but you thought he was a good man who had a good heart.
You had known his for a long time and recently had been wanting more than just a friendship. It seemed Roderich shared those feelings. You plopped onto the bed and crawled under the covers and closed your eyes.
You couldn't sleep. You had been laying there for at least an hour now but the dream world would not take you. You sighed and sat up, you stepped out from the warm covers and walked to the door.
You kept down the steps, not wanting to wake anyone, and into the living room. You sat down on the piano bench and brushed your fingers along the ivory keys. Music always calmed you down, something you had in common with Roderich, and would hopefully help you sleep.
You pushed down a key and s
Russia x Reader: Let it Go (songfic)More Like This
~The snow glows white on the mountain night
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation, and it looks like, I’m the king.~
Ivan walked alone, clutching his scarf for warmth as he trudged through the snow. He left the world meeting and walked to (y/n)’s house, seeking comfort.
“Ivan, what are you doing here?” (y/n) rushed him inside and brushed the snow off of him. She quickly gave him a cup of tea and started a fire to keep them warm.
“I got bored at the meeting so I came here because I wanted to see you” Ivan smiled
“I’m glad to see you” (y/n) smiled back and sat beside him.
“So why did you leave? I know you weren’t bored. Something happened, you can tell me” (y/n) patted his back and gave him a reassuring look.
~The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried
Don’t let them in, don’t let them see
Be the good boy you always have to be
Secret Agents!NorwayxBelarus-Just For A While8:00pm , the Nordic householdMore Like This
The household was quieter than usual with Matthias asleep in his room. Tino and Berwald were outside in the snow, taking a stroll. Emil sat cross-legged on the couch, staring across the room at Lukas who stood there with packs of liquorice, ready to bribe Emil to call him 'big brother'.
"I won't do it," Emil said with an adamant shake of his head.
"Come on," Lukas encouraged as monotonously as ever, "You know you want to..."
"I know I don't," Emil said with an exasperated sigh as Lukas walked over.
"Big brother..." Step. "Big brother..." Step. "Big brother..." Step.
He towered over Emil with a poker face.
"No! I refuse," Emil folded his arms across his chest and stared down at the floor.
"Just once, and the liquorice is all yours..." Lukas suggested, lifting the packets up to Emil's face. "Say it twice, and I'll give you some... salmiakki."
"Hm?" Emil looked Lukas's way with a cute tilt of his head. Lukas smirked. "B-b
Gajeel Redfox Xreader Chapter 13More Like This
Gajeel Redfox Xreader Chapter 13
A knock on the door interrupted you and the other girls
“Come in unless you’re Gajeel” You said with a smile
Makarov entered and shut the door behind him “Do you have something old?” He said with a smile
“As a matter of fact I don’t” You smiled back
He hoped up on a chair and placed a pearl necklace around your neck and clasped it “It was my mother’s, it is my gift to you, and your “Something old” For good luck” he said hoping back down
“Something old, the necklace. Something new, the earrings. Something barrowed, my bracelet. And something blue, a hair pin. We have them all now” Your sister said
“Thank you so much master! They are beautiful!” you exclaimed almost in tears
“It’s no big deal, I had no one else to give them too, I figured the first girl to get married in the guild could have them, so here you are” He smiled “Now I
Russia x Reader x Italy: Hostage ch.5-Were you just going to take the risk? What if Ivan actually did find out? Then it would be the end of you for sure, but you really wanted to see Feliciano. Your heart only seemed to be at pleasure when around Feliciano. You were going to risk it.More Like This
"_____ where are you going?" Elizabeta asked as you were going to make your way out the door.
"I'm going to go see Feliciano." you said quietly. "Ivan can not keep us apart."
"Go to him dear! We'll be sure that he doesn't catch you two together." Elizabeta said with excitement and delight.
"Are you guys sure-" you tried saying.
"We are positive." Lili said with a smile.
"Now go." Elizabeta said shoving you out the door.
-If there was one thing that kept you going it had to be Lili, Elizabeta, and Wang. They were your new family and this time you weren't going to let your family down. Even if it meant life or death.
-Before entering the kitchen you could smell a delightful array of smells. You could tell by the scent that dinner was going
Flirt (SolluxXReader)“Is there a mirror in your pocket? Because I can see myself in your pants.”More Like This
“Wow, are those space jeans? Because your ass is out of this world!”
“If I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put U and I together!”
“Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk past again?”
“If you were a laser, you’d be set on stun—“
“Sollux Captor, shut the hell up!”
The Gemini rolled his mismatched eyes, lips pulling upwards into a smirk. Every morning he’d direct random, irritating pickup lines towards you and none of them, absolutely none of them made your heart pound. None of them; nope. Every morning you would tell him off and attempt to get him to stop, however, it never seemed to work. Apparently today would be no different. Perhaps it was time to attempt something new?
Brows creasing in concentration, you ignore
Don't Leave Sollux x reader“[NAME]!More Like This
[NAME] PLEATHE JUTHT ANTHWER ME!”
Remaining silent, you sit there. Of course you could hear him...but that didn’t mean you would answer. You’re not exactly in the mood to talk.
You’ve lived on Alternia for 2 sweeps now. Rooming with your as of lately, new matesprit, Sollux Captor. You love him, but GOG can he piss you off. Like right now...
“Sollux would you PLEATHE get off your damn computer for a minute?!”
“Not now [Name] I thtill have to finithh thith one code”
"And when exactly will it be done?! You've been on that thing nonstop for 3 days!" Pinching the bridge of his nose he glares at you.
“[Name] we've been together for what? 2 months? Get uthe to it, it'th what I fucking do!”
“You didn't do it before! Maybe an all nighter here and there but not 72 hours straight!” Giving you nothing but an irritated sigh you continue. But this time not angry but sad.
“Don't you get
Insane!Nepeta x Reader - Furrever.More Like This
Nepeta walked to school in her usual happy go lucky mood. She was smiling sweetly and humming a light tune, as if she wasn’t wearing a ten pound book bag on her back and hadn’t woken up at six o’clock in the morning. Wow, she was certainly one to be optimistic. Of course, she wasn’t happy for no reason. In fact, she had a great reason to be as cheerful as she was.
Nepeta was going to announce her ‘undying love’ for you. And as over-exaggerated as it seems, it certainly didn’t seem likely that she would exaggerate something as serious as quadrants.
Three weeks ago, all her quadrants had been filled - except for the redrom. The only hatred that she could hold in her body went towards Gamzee. However, she had spent almost all her time shoving her nose in your business, she didn’t have any time to fight and then proceed to hatefuck the painted up clown. Gamzee decided they should be separated, and decided to take his kismesis quadrant elsewhe
Take It and Burn It (Karkat x Reader Sadstuck)"Little bitch!"More Like This
"Pathetic attention whore."
"Smartass is all she's good at being, too ugly to catch a date."
You know the gossip, hear it all too often; you've heard it enough to feel that most of it is true. And that's just at school, what with the way you're friends with a couple of trolls. That cost you every human friend you thought you had, leaving you alone most of the time. You're not the kind to interact socially with people unless they're the ones trying to get together with you; they tend to be busy, or make an excuse to avoid it. You just don't try anymore.
Luckily, you've got your arts. Your never-ending supply of books (at least the librarians don't judge you), your sketchbook that is quickly running out of pages, your notebook of stories that no one ever sees. And your singing, though that is so rare anymore, even on your own. Your family and 'friends' have stripped your self-confidence, and even
Monster (Daryl Dixon X Reader Songfic)More Like This
Author's Note: If you are unfamiliar with the song "Monster" by Lady GaGa, I suggest you listen to it. I'll put a link in the description.
Look at him, look at me
You glanced over at the sexy redneck next to you-also known as Daryl Dixon.
That boy is bad, and honestly
He’s a wolf in disguise, but I can’t stop staring at those evil eyes
His eyes flicked from the road to yours for a brief second, a smirk finding its way to his lips. You blushed and turned your head, staring out the window of the truck. You hadn’t been good at dealing with men before the apocalypse, and your “skills” became even worse after. It wasn’t exactly easy to find a guy in a world where
Daryl Dixon X ReaderSlight sexual themes...More Like This
OK, this seems simple: You're on a run with Daryl Dixon in the woods. What possibly could go wrong?
It was quiet for the zombie apocalypse, there was barely any Walkers around. It was strange, really. It was as if you had gone so deep into the woods you had found a safe zone, virus-free.
Rick had assigned everyone a hunting partner from now on when going on trips to the prison and back in search of supplies and other goods. Because you were quick and light on your feet, and possessed a bow, Rick made you and Daryl partners, seeing you both had stealth.
Daryl was annoying, irritating, and drop-dead gorgeous. Oh wait...that's a secret.
Despite the fact that he had given you countless fleas, you were still falling for him, and you weren't sure whether you liked that or not.
Oh, and remember how it was too quiet for the apocalypse? Well, don't think that anymore.
You and Daryl found a abandoned shed, and decided to search it. You slo
Dominance(2p!Canada x Reader)DominanceMore Like This
(2p!Canada x Reader)
Sure, you got a lot of attention from guys. You were kinda pretty, despite your scariness.
You and Mattie were enjoying breakfast the first time it happened. Matt wasn't big on PDA, and neither were you, so you two tended to act like friends in public (which basically all of your friends teased you for). Matt had gone to the restroom in the small cafe you two were eating at, and a French man had walked up to you and started using cheesy pickup lines. You were awkwardly trying to let the guy down when Mattie got back, and without even saying anything the Canadian pushed the guy out of the way, grabbed you and kissed you roughly. You were surprised- you hadn't even seen Mattie coming- but you didn't mind it. Your Mattie was a great kisser. Matt only pulled away when the guy left, and you coughed awkwardly.
He looked at you, and uttered only one word.
((2P!Canada x Reader)) Again?!2P!Canada x ReaderMore Like This
"What's up, fag?" The obnoxious voice asked. The voice belonging to a bully who just so happened to be bullying you right now. You figured 'Hey, college, can't be bad, right?' Wrong.
I mean sure you had Matt and Al, but that didn't make the bullies go away.
"Not much, whore. How are you?" You wouldn't get mad though.
"Oh, ha ha, look at the little faggot, getting all clever on me. You're a complete waste of space, you fucking fag."
You. Would. Not. Get. Angry.
"Says the trashy slut." You responded, cocking your head to the side slightly, eyes completely blank.
"You're so ugly! And your clothes are hideous!"
So what? You didn't dress like a whore? That's a crime?
"Well, darling, you have failed to consider that fact that I don't dress to please you, and I really don't give a fuck what you think." And you were walking away.
Smooth, (l/n). Smooth.
You entered your apartment. You shared the place with Matt, Flavio, and, to your displeasure, Kuro.
Germany x Bullied!Reader: FreakGermany x Bullied!ReaderMore Like This
Another long day. Another painful day. Someone had written the word 'freak' on the mirror in her locker. She had ignored it, but people saw it and laughed. She was shoved into the lockers about five times today. People pushed her books out if her hands six times today, and she was called 'Freak' and 'Strange' countless times. She was a nice girl, but for some reason people liked picking on her.
"________!" She heard a voice call out, as she was walking home to her abusive parents. She didn't want to go home, but she didn't want to be late either, and besides, being called freak, and emo would be better than going home to pain, right?
"_______!" The voice called again, and she turned.
"What?" You asked, a bit annoyed at the blonde running toward you.
"Sorry. About zhe mirror zhing. My older brother did it, Gilbert,
and I vanted to say sorry." The guy you recognized as Ludwig said, and you scoffed.
"Really, how much are your friends paying yo
Russia X Depressed! Reader!Russia X Depressed! Reader!More Like This
(WARNING MAY CONTAIN SOME SENSITIVE MATERIAL)
You were sitting in the class room, but you were not paying attention to the class, you didn’t feel like it, you never really did, you were depressed and why wouldn’t you? You had no friends; your family rejected you because you were not like them, and you were bullied all the time, you just sighed you wanted to get home and try what you did every night. ¨Class today we have a new student his name is Ivan Braginski, pleas sit next to Miss (last name) ¨ the teacher said and he did so, you looked at the man; he had sandy hair, he was really tall and purple eyes that send chills down peoples spines, he sat next to you and smiled at you ¨Privet, I am Ivan, what is your name? ¨ He asked you ¨(y/n) ¨ you said with a bored expression ¨Nice to meet you, Da? ¨ He said still smiling you just nodded and ended the conversation that way.
School had ended
Snow, Snow, go away Hetalia OC storyMore Like This
"Snow, snow, go away, come again another day"
Her beautiful voice pierced the cold air, echoing through the frozen forest. She sang for hours, as if she thought it would listen to her. She sang not of the snow surrounding her, but the snow in their hearts.
Every day she sang but every day she returned with new wounds from the ones with snow in their hearts.
When would she escape this madness?
"Snow, snow, go away, come again another day"
She stopped and looked down at the frozen ground, never had she seen this ground without snow on it. Tears streamed down her face. They fell on the snow, melting it where they fell.
She wispered to herself
"Please let it melt"
denmark x reader |colors|Soulmate AU where you see the world in black and white until you meet your soulmateMore Like This
Many times, you sit and think about how beautiful the world would be if you could really see it.
You’ve heard the stories, of course, about colors, about swirls and hues that splash the world, shades and tints of life. Your friends and family would try to describe to you just exactly what these colors were; shades of blues, reds, greens. “The sky is blue,” they would tell you, while you would just sit there and nod, gazing at the sky, trying to envision just how these things, these colors, really looked. “The grass is green,” they would say, pointing enthusiastically to the blades beneath their feet, as if that would make you see.
And Lord, did you actually want to see these colors; they sounded beautiful, enchanting, even ethereal- because all you ever saw was black and white. Sometimes, your mother would hold your face tenderly in
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"Come on then, love, sing for me," Arthur told you, taking a seat at the piano that was left out after play practice. The Brit always walked you home, for he was ever your gentleman, and that meant on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays, he waited for you to finish with play practice. You knew it put him behind, and you told him you could walk with one of the others girls in the play, but he always insisted. Ever since eighth grade, when your parents passed away in a car accident, Arthur had been at your side, your only savior in a world that seemed so dark and bleak. So, last year, when he started dating one of the other thespian girls, you thought your heart was broken and that your British guardian would be lost to your forever.
A typically shy girl, you didn't have too many friends, and those that you did have were so precious to you, and the thought of losing your very best friend? The idea crushed you, but Arthur never let you down, remaining your closest friend and even bringing you
Cool, Calm, and Collected | America X ReaderMore Like This
"Alfred F. Jones: funny, charming, sweet, heroic, bubbly, serious, seductive, and cute all at the same time. He was my hero, and I don't think anyone – or anything – could have changed that.
About two months ago, my hero told me that when it's his time to leave the face of this very planet, he wanted me to remember and continue to be the three C's: cool, calm, and collected. I just really hope I'm doing him justice.
“I remember it being a Monday morning, and I had just gotten out of bed, only to see my proud American boyfriend standing in our kitchen, making us breakfast as usual. When he noticed that I was staring at him cook, he quickly abandoned his bacon and eggs for an embrace from me. He buried his face in the space between my neck and shoulder blade, and whispered those three magic words into my ear.
"I love you."
Pick-Up Lines Feat. Coca-Cola [America x Reader]You sighed heavily as you fanned yourself. Honestly, why God decided to make California hotter than Hell, you would never understand; how you wished for something cold to cool you down.More Like This
As you thought of potential things put on your forehead and the true worth of getting up to go dump water down your back, the A/C decided to die. Suddenly you were goo in the middle of your bed, the heat from your computer not helping your situation, no matter how amazing and adorable those cat videos were.
Groaning at the heat, you rolled over to grab your phone and texted Alfred to bring you something cold. There was officially no way you were moving now, so might as well convince your dorky boyfriend to help you out. Hopefully he would just bring a bucket of ice to dump on you - you did get tagged for the ice bucket challenge months ago. Granted, it was a challenge that you never did, but you might as well do it now while you melted from the unforgiving heat!
While drowning in your misery, you
Broken Ticking - Tinatangi (America X Reader)More Like This
It was funny, really, how much significance this little watch had.
Everyone had one—everyone was born with one. They came in a variety of shapes and colours and patterns; no two watches were the same. Specific to each person’s interests and tastes, you could see what kind of a person someone was simply by glancing at the little timekeeping device wrapped around their wrist. Bright colours and smiley faces were obviously the mark of a cheerful person, while darker colours and more obscure patterns depicted a person with a bit more mystery to them.
It really all depended.
And there were legends that surrounded these watches, oh yes. Different theories and predictions of what would happen when your watch reached zero. For these watches did not track the sun’s movements and link them back to humanity’s concept of time—no, these watches counted down. A day, an hour, a minute, a second. There was a spot for each measurement of time, and the majorit
The Song of May (France X Reader)More Like This
THEME #20: CANDY
Theme suggested by: :iconalpha-hvad: Thanks, love!
Your bakery was doing just fine here on the busy streets of Paris.
To your surprise, your small shop was absolutely thriving with new customers every day. You never really expected to do this well, but it wasn’t like you were objecting. When you had first started out, you were a young girl who had just moved to France, chasing some wild dream in hopes it could actually come true—that you could actually become a well-known, successful pastry chef. In Paris, no less. Your mother encouraged you to follow these fantasies of yours, though, to pursue them with that fiery determination she knew you had. So you did, and here you were now, standing in the midst of your wonderful, amazing bakery (which doubled as a restaurant). You attributed your popularity to the fact that you offered desserts and dishes from all around the world, having many friends from different countrie
AmericaXReader: Dead Sexy in a MiniskirtYour locker slammed shut as you walked to the cafeteria to eat "food". Quotation marks because to call that stuff real food would be scandalous. And we'd hate to cause scandal.More Like This
Adjusting the scarf around your neck and pulling the black miniskirt down a bit more onto the underlying leggings, you joined the line stretching from the food-obtaining station to the door. You sighed. This was going to take a bit.
In order to occupy yourself, you looked over the guy standing in front of you. You had seen him around the hallways, but never gotten a good look at him. He was fairly well built, with golden blond hair and an odd cowlick that seemed to never stick down. He turned slightly, giving you a view of his face. You noticed his eyes especially. Hidden behind his glasses were two bright sapphires.
While being distracted by Blondie, you realized you were close to the front of the line, only one person to go. That's when you saw what they were serving. Hamburgers? You freaking loved those thing
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You and Alfred were close. He made you feel happy even in the worst of times. His smile was contagious and fun seemed to follow him everywhere.
You were in love with his country, and would frequently visit at particular parts of the year, running around with a camera and taking silly photos. Each one held important memories that you fondly looked back on.
Often during winter he would invite you to stay in the north with him. You would bundle up for the cold weather, packing on your snow boots and heavy coats. You would snuggle up together by the fire, sipping your hot coco slowly, trying not to burn your tongue. He would throw snowballs at you, which frequently ended with you being the victor of the fight. Together you built impressive snowmen and forts, which somehow always ended up always being crushed.
In the summer you would visit the south where it was particularly hot, peeling off your winter clothes and slipping into bathing suits and tank tops. Th
To Win His Love. [PrussiaxReader] To Win His Love.More Like This
[Prussia x Reader]
It all started when her car broke down. In the afternoon, [y/n] went to a vocational technology school in the afternoon, where she took three classes; Biomedical was the first, then she took pre-calculus, and ended the day with anatomy and physiology. In the morning, she went to her high school for three regular classes then got out for fourth hour to drive to the vocational school.
However, today it didn't look like much driving would get done.
She was barely able to get to the side of the road and kill the engine before the smoke started pouring out from under her hood. She groaned loudly and slammed her forehead against the steering wheel. "I should have taken automotive services.. I know how to extract DNA, not fix a damn car." She grumbled to herself, yanking her seat belt off and stepping around to the front side.
The lass opened the hood and groaned again. "When will knowing how to test blood come in handy on the side
FrancexReader ~ I don't blush!More Like This
Tying up your hair into a messy bun, you checked yourself one last time in the mirror before running downstairs to the ringing doorbell. It was Saturday night and having nothing else important to do, you invited some friends over. Originally, Antonio, Gilbert and Francis should have all been here tonight.
But Lovino somehow got sick and Toni preferred staying home in order to take care of his rising fever. And as for Gilbert, you figured he had more important things to do since he didn't mention why he wasn't going to show up.
So tonight, it was just you and Francis. He said something about refusing to leave such a gorgeous girl alone on a Saturday evening.
You giggled to yourself, skipping towards your front door. Grabbing the doorknob, you opened it swiftly to reveal a grinning Frenchman holding a large bouquet of (fave flowers).
"Bonsoir, ma belle! Regarde, je vous ai apporté des fleurs! Vous les aimez?"
You gladly took the bouquet while rising
Pasta~ (Papa!Italy x Child!Reader)“Papaaaaa~”More Like This
“What is it, bambina?”
“I’m hungry.” You said, with a pout.
“Wait just a little longer.” Feliciano said.
You were _____ Vargas, daughter of Feliciano Vargas. And right now you were stuck in a world meeting with him and your uncle Lovino.
Your papa smiled and whispered to you.
“Me too mio angelo.”
Thankfully, the world meeting was over soon enough and you were walking home with your papa and uncle. As Lovino was in front of you, you ran up to him, jumped on his back and squealed into his ear. Lovino practically leaped a mile. By then, you and Feliciano were in tears of laughter. You leapt of your uncle’s back and ran with your papa as fast as if the British were coming. Except it was a mad Italian coming for you both.
“Get back here you bastardo’s!”
When you reached your house, with Feli at your side, y
Country x Neko!Reader - Intro You were up for auction and every man was looking at you in either horror or lust. You shook in fear and wanted to die in a hole from the dignity that left your trace of thought. You started to cry silently and the auction began. You were the top selling and then you heard a man that just bought you.More Like This
You didn’t care for the fact that this man treated you like crap when he was looking at you; you gave you a disgusting look. It was a smug look, he didn’t like you; you could tell. You felt ashamed of your body, who you were. You couldn’t care less about who you were, your owner before didn’t care about you and she always locked you up and hardly fed you. You started to become boney and people could tell that you weren’t fed well.
“Come girl, I bought you for a friend of mine. I don’t want some kind of freak like you, disgusting beast!” The man said while slapping your face. You couldn’t even take it any
Moe anime plz accountsheey ~ i just want to show you the plz accounts that I use frequently.(*they're not too much, i know:iconiceuplzMore Like This
well,here we go! (aah disordered!)
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Romano X Reader: Me and Romano's Love Story "Mom! Mom!" your child calledMore Like This
"(Insert a boy's name)? you're still awake?" you said
"Can't sleep..." he mumbled
"Alright, I'll read you a bedtime story" you picked him up and brought him to his bedroom
When you brought him down, he dashed to his bed and laid down, you grabbed a book and sat beside him.
"Can you tell me you and dad's love story?"
"Eh...? Why you ask?" you questioned