JapanXReader: Battle field Sakurawhy...why did you have to fight against the on you love? You where the country of (country name) and the sister of America and England. Of course you knew the rest of the allies seeing as you are one of them. Right now America and Germany were in war... for how long? 10 years..... at the least, after all this time you lost track. All you wanted, no...., all you needed was sided with Germany, he was Japan, you loved everything about him. His jet black hair you just loved it, it looked so soft you just wanted to touch it but now it was covered in blood from the war. His dark brown eye, oh how they just pulled you in to a mesmerized state, but now tey where more dull that ever. You just wish this was over but neither side would back down.More Like This
One single tear went down your cheek you just wipe it away. You and you borther england were on America's side, why wouldn't you be he's you borther. Family sticks together, right? Your no
A Little Game“So, tell me, what do you intend to do?” A silhouetted figure asked. He rested their fingers on each other, making a tent.More Like This
“Play the game.” Bleed replied. Raising her hand to move the black night that awaited peacefully on the chessboard. “Simple.”
“Esther,” the silhouette sat up straighter, “We both know that it’s not that simple.” Esther Bleed did not reply. She folded her hands in her lap and waited for her opponent to make a move.
“That does not mean we cannot make it that simple. This game is easy to win, if you play it right.”
“I don’t think
Never Too Late 04 [Agent!Norway x Agent!Reader]More Like This
Warning: Minor language
Chapter 04: No Lovers Allowed
Francis just gave you another pleading look. God, it's so annoying. You just had to lead him back to his room. Whatever he meant, you'll be watching this 'show' of his. And at the moment you entered, your eyes quickly darted to the window, having the perfect view. No wonder why Francis wanted it so bad. That bloody git.
You quickly grabbed your phone.
You were tired. It's not like you do any of this like the usual. You've never kissed anyone like that. You've never imagined yourself for doing something like that non-stop, almost for non-stop. There was no reas
EnglandxReader - In DisasterArthur had a lot on his mind. One thing was his brother, Alfred. The next was the girl his brother had brought home. They denied to dating, yet the elder brother couldn’t see that. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever had the pleasure of laying his eyes on. She had silky (h/c) hair and dangerous bright (e/c) eyes.More Like This
Her name was (Name) and she wasn’t a shy person. When she came over one day, her and Alfred sat on the couch the whole day playing video games. She was very polite though, and helped Arthur with whatever he needed. But Alfred would hug her and tease her. At times, they would get too close, and it bothered the Eng
Norway x Reader ~Spellstruck~More Like This
It was cold, dark, and lonely. It had been a simple mistake. It was rare to see rabbits out of their winter burrows, and in your excitement, you had chased after it hoping you could catch it and show it to your parents.
Unfortunately, not only had you lost sight of the cleverly camouflaged creature in the blanket of snow, but you had gotten lost, yourself. Everything looked the same out here. There were no visible landmarks and no one out here to find you. You had gone far out of hearing range, and your throat already hurt from screaming for your mother. You would have cried, but your nose stung from the frost and your energy
~Always~ An Italy x Reader One ShotMore Like This
It had been two years, five months, and eleven days since the day the accident happened. Feliciano never could let go of the guilt after he saw you get lifted into the ambulance. He had just been so mesmerized by your sparkling eyes that he hadn't seen the large garbage truck pull out in front of your car. He escaped with only minor injuries, but you now suffered from amnesia. You had been in a coma for the first month and every day a strange man would come and tell you how much he loved you. He seemed so familiar yet so distant. You knew deep down that this man was connected to you in some way.
You woke up in the same pure white bed every day, the first thing in your view was a huge glass vase full of roses. They always brought a smile to your face. You would go over to them and give them water, watching as the drops of water glistened in the sunlight. You would then bathe, dress and go to the same dining area. You'd sit in the same chair in the co
Commission: Bully!RomanoxBullied!ReaderxFelicianoThe sound of guns* rang in the distance and got louder as you were slowly brought back to reality, but you willed yourself back to unconsciousness.More Like This
“Crap! I’m gonna be late!” you shout whispered looking at you clock which read 5:00 AM. “Crapcrapcrap!!!”
Quickly grabbing your uniform, you ran to the shower, after that you ran out the door to attempt to reach school before 5:30AM. No, you didn’t go to a wacked up school that started at like 5:30 or 6:00, but it’s easiest to get to your first class without any trouble. Romano and his brother arrived at school around 6:00, and he wasn’t the nicest to you, or anyone. He pretty much singled out you for bulling though. He constantly hurt you both emotionally and physically. He call you word
[Furuba] HatsuharuxReader - Curse the Ox ~Pt. 2Haru stood outside of the entrance to the high school, staring down at the ground. His hands were tucked into his pants pockets, fiddling with some coins. Some girls walked by, whispering about him, but he just ignored them.More Like This
A noise beside him brought his attention back to where he was standing, and he looked at Kyo. His eyebrow was raised, as if he wasn’t sure why he was there. Neither said a word, but a mutual understanding sat around them. Yuki and Tohru were the next to walk out. Tohru waved excitedly at him, hurrying over.
“Haru, it’s so good to see you. Who are you waiting for?”
Before he could speak, Kyo butt
New Kid (Denmark x Reader)More Like This
It was another normal day in class. Boring lectures form teachers, taking notes on stuff that you may never use in the future, then the teacher, (name of 1st period teacher), made an announcement.
“Starting tomorrow there will be a new student in our class.” The teacher said. Then people started getting hyped up.
“Is it hot guy?” One girl whispered to her friend.
“Do you think it’s a cute girl?” one boy asked softly to his friend on his left.
You were finishing up your notes; you were starting to get annoyed with all these questions about the new kid. Besides, it’s not like he’s gonna
The ScientistMore Like This
"I am about two seconds from completely throwing you out the damned window," you screamed at your Chemistry work. "I hate Chemistry!"
Your bedroom door flew open with great force. The oak door frame revealed a tall Danish man with a worried expression mixed with a hint of confusion. You glared daggers at him, not wanting to deal with his obnoxiousness.
"You okay ____, I heard you yelling at your Chemistry work. You do know it can't respond back right?" he joked.
You grabbed a pillow that was on your bed and threw it with all the strength you could muster at the tall Dane. Hitting him square in the jaw he let out an inaudible sound, muffled
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I was staring into the bottom of my wine glass, bored out of my mind as I sat in the bar of my good friend Feliciano’s bar and restaurant. Feli was also working the bar today so I stayed to chat and keep him company during the slow hours of this hot summer day. In the back ground I could hear sports playing on the TV behind the bar. Feli was standing before me, with a smile as he cleaned a wine glass.
Suddenly, a loud and foreign sound came from the TV. I snapped my head up looking at the commercial being played. Some man walked into a room with white floors, speaking to fast, with subtitles flying
Russia x Reader - Meant to Be VRussia x ReaderMore Like This
Meant to Be
Russia's heart instantly dropped inside of him as he heard [Name's] words. He frowned and stopped nuzzling her neck. He could feel hot and probably salty tears drop on his scarf and on his neck. His strong arms wrapped around [Name's] thin waist as he hugged her tightly with much love and care.
"He he is dead? [Name]...I didn't know..." he whispered.
"I-It's fine, I know you didn't know."
"I feel horrible for bringing it up, but "
"I don't mind telling you...h-how he died "
It seemed that [Name] could read the nations mind, because
Russia x Reader - Meant to Be IIII Suddenly, that soldier busted in through the "door" of the tent. He was panting and his chest was covered in blood it wasn't his own. Every one turned and stared at him with bewildered eyes. Ivan felt a low growl coming through his throat before speaking.More Like This
"What happened?!" he demanded, grabbing his semi-machine gun from beside him.
"S-Sir .Ivan we were attacked by Ludwig! He killed .General Oltrvich and three others..."
"Not General Oltrvich " Ivan gasped.
General Oltrvich was another head commander and was one of the only
Romano. Jumping.Ciao.More Like This
My name is Romano.
And I am so done.
I don’t care about following a damn script and trying to pretty this video up.
You want me to be honest?
Have a big helping of fucking honesty.
I am sick.
If I hear the words,
“Oh, it’ll get better! Just give it time!”
One more time…
I’m… I’m gonna rip throats out.
People have been telling me things will get better my entire life.
And you know what?
It just got worse. And worse.
And it really can’t get any worse.
Here, I’ll explain.
I never got to meet my parents.
I was raised by my Grand
America. Overdose.Yo.More Like This
My name is Alfred F. Jones.
And I’m the hero!
At least, I always thought I was.
Now… Now I’m not so sure.
I can’t even save myself…
Heh, what am I doing? I’m WAY too easily distracted!
Gimme a sec, I’ll start over.
My name is Alfred F. Jones.
And I’m the hero!
But sometimes, I can’t help but feel like I’m just screwing everything up.
The F in my name stands for Freedom.
…Freedom to what?
It rolls around in my head, constantly, shoving itself down my throat.
Everything I fought for.
Everything I worked for.