Crippled taming *Student!England X Student!Reader*~Crippled taming~
*Student!England X Student!Reader*
'If you think that love is our battlefield,you better go and take your best weapons in order to either beat me or make me surrender.I will surrender everything,but not my love.And know what?Lovers have rights on eachother's life. Game on!'.
That angelic face,a pretty smile spread onto her features,a shy blush dusting her cheeks,the uniform embracing her curves perfectly,the female waved towards the class,swaying back and forth on her feet in order to keep her nerves down.
"My name is (Name) (Last Name) and I'll be your classmate from now on!" she introduced herself,gaining some yawns,some cheerfull greats and the gazes of differently coloured eyes as she was pointed a place.
She made her way to that certain place,skipping happily,as a soft tune played into her mind.Gingerly sitting down,she gave the teacher a sincere smile,indicating to him that everything was perfectly fine and that she was ready fo
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You slowly, dragging your feet as much as you could, walked down the school hallway. You was going to make up a quiz you had missed earlier that week, and was certainly not looking forward to it.
You stopped outside the chemistry classroom, closing your (e/c) eyes for a moment with a heavy sigh, interrupted by a ragged cough. You shook your head rapidly. You still weren't quite over your cold yet. You cleared your throat before you went in to (hopefully) prevent future coughing for a little while, and reached out to the door, pulling it open.
You stepped in quietly. There was another class in there already. "Dammit," You whispered softly to yourself. You hated awkwardly walking into another class. Come to think of it, you hated walking late in to your own class. You really just preferred to not attract attention.
You walked over to the teacher's desk. "Um, Mrs. O'Reilly?" You whispered, louder. "Uh, I came to-"
"Oh, _________...did I tell you to come in this period?" She looked over at
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You let out a huff of impatience at the line of people getting off the airplane. Frankly, you hated flying because of that. You shouldered your carry-on bag for what must have been the twentieth time since you left your seat, and finally the line of people began to move forward.
You started walking down the long hallway to the airport, and covered your eyes at the sudden light. It was ridiculously early here- about five in the morning. You were overtired, and thus, you were rather energetic.
When you got to the terminal, you looked around for Arthur’s familiar eyebrows. You hadn’t seen your boyfriend since he left in July, and it was now September. You were reluctant to admit that you had missed him, but you had.
“Oi! You!” A heavy Scottish accent called out to you. You whirled around, finding yourself face to face with a tall, broad man with bright red hair, a light beard, and blue eyes. He grinned around the cigar in his mouth. “You’re _____
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Chapter Thirteen: Feeling Good
“Birds flying high,
You know how I feel,
Sun in the sky,
You know how I feel,
Breeze driftin’ on by,
You know how I feel.
It’s a new dawn,
It’s a new day,
It’s a new life,
And I’m feeling good. . .”
_____ hopped out of bed the next morning and sang to the tune of “Feeling Good” on her way down the stairs to the kitchen. She beamed at Feliciano and Ludwig. “Morning, y’all~!”
“I take it you are feeling better this morning, Fräu?” said Ludwig as he carefully flipped a pancake in the skillet on the stove.
_____ nodded happily. “Oh, yeah. I’m ready to get out and fool around.” She smirked at the German. “And not pass out.”
Ludwig glared at her. “Ha ha. Very funny.”
“I’m kidding, Lud. I know it wasn’t your fault.” She walked over to the refrigerator and took o
England x Neko!Reader : Whoever You May Be Part1Wet and abused... This world is cruel...More Like This
"Why,why?What did I do wrong?So why?"I thought. Here I am a 4 month year old kitten in an
alleyway taking shelter under a box from the cold pouring rain. My previous owner treated
me like dirt and abandoned me too. Now all I feel like is crying. All the weight of
exhaustion and hunger must have tooken a huge toll on me. I lay my small head and body on
the hard cardboard. Tears start to form in my (e/c) eyes. Soon tears drop from my face as
I mew softly like a baby crying. I can hear the splashing of footsteps on the puddles.
Then I heard an unfamiliar voice."That stupid frog, that annoying American. And those
other bloddy Wankers!" I then saw a figure cross my sight of view. Some how it noticed my
cries. The figure walks over to the box I'm in and kneels down to its level. It started
to uncover the box and saw me. I saw a man with beautiful green eyes, messy blonde
hair,and thick eyebrows. "You poor kitten," he says calmly. He then
HetaliaxReader That is my boyfriend- start“HAHAHAHA YOU DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND YOU ARE FOREVER ALONE” a girl yelled. Well damn. She was right. You never have a boyfriend once and you are going to graduate next year. Now every popular girl is going to make fun of you. But you did lie to them that you have a boyfriend once. They didn't believe you, but instead they make fun of you and pair you up with some creepy nerd from your class. You could just shiver from the thought you and him together. Ew...Gross snot from his nose and the weird thing he always said. Damn you want to hurry up and get a boyfriend fast!--More Like This
“I wish I could have a sexy boyfriend that can be protective and claim to everyone I am his property...” You whispered to yourself.
“Did I heard someone said they want a sexy boyfriend” A sexy man that is around the age 30 pop out of no where said.
“U-um...” You tried to say something but you don't know what to say
“Oh! So it was you am I right?” The sexy m
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“Mystical creatures are everywhere and affect everyone’s lives in different ways. Some are friendly and some are malicious, some are tricky and some just want to be left alone,” the boy sitting beside you said as he lay back in the grass with you. You turned onto your side so that you were facing him and you smiled. “Do you like being able to see them Lukas?” you asked curiously. The corner of his lips twitched up slightly, the closest to a smile you would get today from Norway. “Sometimes I do. For the most part the ones I know are nice, but there are some creatures that get very attached to people and this could cause problems,” he replied and gazed up at the bright blue sky as a couple clouds drifted by.
Clump, Clump, Clump. Norway reached the bottom of the stairs and peered around the full of activity house. All the Nordics had decided to intrude and stay the weekend at his house so the normally peaceful and quiet hous
Chapter 1: The Forests Blizzard[Note: This is a Jack Frost x Reader. Leave now if you don't like that. I went ahead and gave it a chapter and a name, incase if I do decide to continue. Most likely I will because I have fun writing and I should honestly do it more often. Also I don't want to fit everything into this one chapter.]More Like This
Chapter 1: Forest Blizzard
[Name] buckled onto the frigid ground, speckles of ice stung at her eyes and fingertips. [Name] weakly gritted her teeth. Everything on her body hurt. Her face was numb from the cold and her vision was beginning to grow faint. So, this is the end, she thought dimly. I'm going to freeze, and no one would even have the slightest idea of what had killed me. [Name] could feel the gale ripping right above her wildly, the snow quickly beginning to burying her, causing her to become even colder than she was prior. Just as [Name]'s vision began to blink out, she saw the outline of a figure holding a gnarled staff. She tried to call for help, as a last ditch effort to
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A/N: Just so you know, the lyrics at the beginning of the section represent Nikolai's (Male!Belarus) thoughts, and the lyrics at the end of the section represent the Reader's feelings.
Have you ever had the feeling
There must be more than what meets the eye?
Nikolai looked out the window, his breath fogging up the window. When he inhaled, the glass cleared up again. He exhaled softly and then inhaled sharply, observing the window in front of him. The tip of his knife was being gently dragged along the windowsill, as the heavy guitar riffs of the music that he liked blasted through the house.
Everything seemed normal, of course, but that was absolutely not the case. Something was troubling Nikolai, and he just couldn't...pinpoint what it was.
Yes. That was what was bothering him. Not the fact that something was bothering him, but the fact that he didn't know quite what it was.
To say that strange things were happening recentl
Seven Minutes In Heaven or Hell-Sealand "Go on, pick one!" America laughed, waving the hat under your nose. You sighed. The only reason you'd come to America's party was because Sealand had dragged you here, insisting that the nations would only let him in if he came with someone else, as they didn't consider him a nation. You had grudgingly obliged to your friend's wishes. Now, late at night when most of the countries had left, America was making everyone play Seven Minutes In Heaven or Hell. You yourself had never played this game, and were rather apprehensive. Not just because you were about Sealand's age, which made most of the countries a fair bit older than you either. You dove your hand into the hat and selected one of the pieces of paper. You unfolded it, and your stomach tied itself into a knot.More Like This
"S-sealand," you read as dread began to well up inside of you. America laughed, grabbed your wrist and Sealand's and shut you both inside the nearby closet.
~Buon Natale~ *Romano X Reader*~Buon Natale~More Like This
*Romano X Reader*
'Drabble #5 from 'All I want for Christmas' series'
The female straightened with the bridge of her soft palm the red material on the table,paying extra attention so that not a single wrinkle was present on it.The small dark haired boy gave her snowflake patterned napkins,for which she beamed her best smile at him and started folding them in beautiful Christmas themed shapes.
The little boy gaped his mouth in surprise,clapping his hands in excitement as if his mother was using some sort of magic he had never seen or ever heard of.
Truth to be told,he thought that his 'madre' was magically making things appear or disappear,such as when his stubborn 'papà' wasn't able to find his jacket even if the female told him was in a certain place,he would defeteadly come to her with a pleading face and she - calm as ever - would take his hand and give him the item from the previously specified spot.
Now the way his mommy was able to
Sleep: 2p!England x ReaderWARNING: There's no swearing, cuz it's Ollie, but there is implied smexiness.More Like This
But you know you like it.
Go listen to this while reading. I hope it works out... link
"...Like last night, they are not like tremors, they are worse than tremors, they’re these terrors. And it's like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing and..." Oliver trailed off, finally revealing to you his nightly terrors. “And I don’t like them. They remind me of terrible things from my past.”
He crossed his arms looking at you childishly, making your heart melt, “And that’s why I don’t want to go to sleep, dear.”
You smiled, kissing his forehead. “I’m sorry, love, I had no idea.”
“Well,” he said, pout wiped away, “I never wanted you worrying your pretty little head over something as silly as little old me.”
Frowning you wrapped your arms arou
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((A/N: Damn, I barely made the deadline on this one! DX I need to speed up my writing skills…))
Arthur sighed as he watched you have fun with some of your friends. You were perfect in his eyes, with your (h/l)(h/c) hair that looked very soft, your (s/c) complexion which seemed to glow in the sun, and last but not least, your beautiful (e/c) eyes that always sparkled with happiness. Once again he sighed. He wished so badly to ask you out, but he just didn't have the guts to do so. You probably wouldn't like him that way anyway. You'd most likely go after someone like Alfred or Francis, heck, maybe even Ivan! The saddest part was, tomorrow was Valentines Day. If Arthur didn't ask you out now, you would most likely get asked out by someone else.
“Ohhonhonhon~ Who are you staring at, Arthur?” A French voice asked him, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Arthur turned to the annoying Frenchman,
Not letting you get taken away (EnglandXReader)Huffing slightly, you arrived at the university your boyfriend attended, an important book of his clutched to your chest. You’d texted him the moment you’d spotted he’d left the manual for his English literary course behind, so he knew you were coming with it for him.More Like This
One of your hands wiping away the sweat from your forehead, you straightened up and cracked your back. As your morning lecture had been cancelled, you were still in your pyjamas when Arthur started freaking out about needing his book.
So being the kind and compassionate girlfriend you were, you’d thrown on the closest clothes to hand, slipping some easy shoes on and ran towards his university like a bat out of hell.
“Ar-Arthur....” you muttered as you awkwardly made your way on campus. He went to a different university to you, so the whole place was alien to you. Turning your head this was and that, your lip started trembling as you became more desperate.
The strange looks from the othe
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 6My heart started racing.More Like This
______ was awake. ______ was awake.
That was the only thought going through my head.
You'd think that after eight months of waiting for this I would have planned out what to say, right?
Nope. I just stood there, mouth wide open.
She wasn't looking at me. In fact, she didn't even acknowledge that I was there. Instead, she was facing a doctor stretching out her left arm.
Eventually, he noticed my presence.
"Excuse me sir, but what are you doing here? This room is off limits to everyone but those who work here and close family."
My throat felt so dry. "S-she has no family," I manage to croak out. "I'm the closest thing to family she has."
Sadly, that was true. When we were 7, ______'s parents had been killed in a fire that engulfed their home. The only reason she was still with us was because she had been at a sleepover at my house. We-meaning Francis, ______ and I- had been devastated at the news. Her parents were some of the nicest people you could ever meet. Wh
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 5Every day after the accident, I went to see ______.More Like This
I couldn't stay away, feeling as if i stopped visiting, her condition would worsen. It makes no sense, I know, but it did in my mind. From 11 am to 8 pm, I was there by the bedside, willing her to awake from her reclusive state, but she never did.
Sometimes Francis would stop by and say hello. Unfortunately, he could only visit on weekends, and even then it was only for a brief time. He traveled for his work, and that left him with little to no time to himself.
For some reason, it made me feel lonely.
Approaching the counter, I was greeted by a warm smile.
"Back again Arthur. You're on time, as usual."
I smiled back at the friendly receptionist. "It's only proper to be punctual. I am a gentleman after all. It is my duty to be on time. I would hate to leave a lovely person such as yourself waiting." I winked.
Her cheeks turned pink. No matter how many times we had repeated that conversation over the last 8 months, it had never ce
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 4Francis and I were currently sitting outside the room ______ was being kept in. A doctor had come in and explained her condition to us. ______ had suffered critical damage to her brain, that, at he very least, would cause loss of bodily functions and possibly memories. That was if she could survive her coma.More Like This
Right after he said this, a loud beeping rang out from one of the machines and the nurse had shooed us out. And now all we could do was wait.
We sat in silence, neither one of us sure what to say to the other. It had been months since we had last spoken, and the last thing we had done was fight. It had become so heated, that had ______ not been there to calm us down, we eventually would have strangled each other.
I couldn't help but smile at the memory. ______ had smacked some sense into both the Frenchman and myself that night.
She and Francis had come over to my house for a movie night, like we had when we were kids. At first everything seemed fine, but when ______ had
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 3I could hear the blood pounding in my ears as we followed the nurse through the E.R. My heart beat was racing at what must have been a million miles an hour.More Like This
After what seemed like centuries(though it was most likely only a few minutes), she halted outside of a room.
"Wait here for a minute. I'll check to see if she's stable enough for you to see her." She disappeared through the door.
We stood there in silence for a little while, before she poked her head back through the doorway.
"You can see her now, but please, try to keep your voices to a minimum." And with that, I took a deep breath, and followed Francis into the room.
I wasn't ready for the sight that met my eyes. Had I not known that ______ was lying in that bed, I would have assumed we had accidentally walked into the wrong room. She looked so pale and fragile, her head bandaged tightly. The white cloth, which obscured her usual shiny (h/c) hair, was stained with a dark red. A thick, bulky cast surrounded her left arm, as well
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Beep Beep! Beep Beep!
You jumped a little at the sudden noise of the small alarm clock that sat on the end table beside your side of the bed. You looked over at it with tired bloodshot eyes and glared at it furiously. The clock was blurry, so you rubbed your eyes to try and read what time it said. When your vision became clearer your (e/c) snapped open wide with shock.
"What..." you whispered to yourself quietly "1:00am already…?"
The bed started to shake faintly when the body beside you started to shift in his sleep. Looking over your shoulder you caught a glimpse of your fiancé Arthur Kirkland on his side facing you. Through the darkness of the room you could barely make out his face; it looked so innocent and peaceful while he slept.
The blanket you both shared covered him all the way up to his shoulders and his blonde hair was experiencing some major bed head. You smiled a little when you noticed he was drooling just a b
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For once, everything was calm and peaceful in Stark Tower. The Avengers had all settled down in their respected rooms as they rested up from a mission that they had recently completed. On the other hand, you weren't that tired, and instead took a book to the common lounge all of you shared. You settled down, a blanket laid over your lower body as you began to flip through the pages of the book.
"Let it go, let it go," a voice cooed in your ear.
You rolled your eyes and smacked the man in the arm with the book you were reading. "I could freeze you in a minute, are you really going to tempt me?" you arched a brow as you looked towards the billionaire.
Tony let out a chuckled as he dodged your attacks, his arc reactor glowed a light blue through his AC/DC shirt. "Are you one with the wind and sky?" he continued to pester you.
With a soft grunt you moved the blanket off your body and got off the couch. Black gloves adorned your hands as you placed your book back down. "I still am quite pis
time and love (reader x captain america)"What's this about?" Steve placed himself next to you, staring intently to your laptop screen.More Like This
"Writer's Block." you groaned, almost smashing your head to the keyboard.
"Wow there ma'am, don't go that far. It's just something...small right?" Steve chuckled, bringing his drink to his lips before gulping half of it down. Your glare intensified by the second, making him almost choke on his drink.
"How many times have I told to to call me by my first name, and no it's not, well for a writer it's not." you pouted crossing your arms. He always felt uncomfortable calling you by your first name.
"Nah, I'm okay with ma'am." he winked, cackling. You almost rolled your eyes off to somewhere else. This man is difficult sometimes.
"Okay, first of all I never invited you in my apartment, second of all who told you to get a drink from my fridge." you scolded. He put the drink on the coffee table, avoiding your intense eyes.
"Look old man, you're making my writer's block even worse." you grumbled. Ste
Arachnophobia :Captain AmericaXReader:Steve Rogers had seen quite a lot of things in his lifetime.More Like This
However, a woman cowering on top of her desk, cellphone clutched desperately in hand, was a sight that was all too new to him.
Especially when said woman just so happened to be you, (first name) (last name).
The Captain rose one blonde eyebrow as he stepped into your office, staring down at his own cellphone and the "text message" that was currently open on the screen. Though it had taken some time (about two months, give or take), Steve had managed to learn the basics of operating the cellular device under your supervision.
"Steve, get your ass in my office, I need your help! PLEASE."
As soon as his phone had gone off—his ringtone, of course, being "America The Beautiful"—and Steve had seen your text, he had sprinted straight from his room at the top of the Avengers Tower all the way to your office on the first floor. You were a receptionist hired by Tony Stark to help Pepper Potts manage certain things wi
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First impressions - Avengers x Reader
All the Avengers made their way towards the main room where Fury had called them. It hadn't been a long time since the whole incident with Loki and everything had changed completely.
First of; Thor had returned to Earth after some time and not only that but he had also joined the Avengers, again, that strangely enough had remained a team.
Well, there were a lot of reasons. One of them being that Earth or just New York wouldn't stop being attacked by whatever evil power someone would think of. Hell there have even been attacks from vampires.
"IT'S TWILIGHT!!!" Tony had said in an all-too-dramatic voice tone.
Tony was the other reason that the Avengers where still together as a team. After things with Pepper had not gone so well she had decided to move to Europe to work there. Not that Tony minded, after all he was the one to propose the whole 'separate our ways' thing, yet leaving him alone which for Tony Stark was not usual at all.
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Avengers X Reader: Monsters With in Ch.1
Swearing, violence, gore, possible some fluff, and evil scientists.
It was never always this way. I wasn’t always a monster, locked up for study and tests, unloved. I used to be human, I had parents. I used to be normal. But that all changed that one fateful day. I was six years old. Mom and Dad had brought me to work that day. I was quiet and I stayed out of their way, I watched with interest. I never told them I understood what they were doing. I loved coming to work with them. Something had gone wrong, it’s kind of a blur. I remember that I tried to get to them, as everyone exited the building
The Birthday Girl (Steve x Reader) One ShotThe light filtered gently through the windows of your floor in Stark Tower, lighting up your slightly messy bedroom. The place beside you where Steve slept was cold, indicating that he had gotten up earlier and left you to sleep in. Normally the room was kept neat and tidy, but you had come back late from a mission, and as you were exhausted, you simply told yourself that you could put your clothes away in the morning and snuggled into Steve's embrace. You would have liked to have said you woke up peacefully on your birthday, but unfortunately for you, that was not the case.More Like This
Thor could be incredibly loud when he wanted to be. You could hear him shouting about something, although the words were muffled and difficult to understand, probably meaning he was a few floors away. Sighing, you dragged yourself out of your warm bed, knowing that you would have to take care of the problem for it to become quiet again. You dressed quickly in black leggings and a (f/c) short-sleeved shirt, and quic
Avengers x reader one of them ch4"Who are you?" You asked "I am loki" the man said as he took a step closer to you. You quickly took a step back to gain distance from the stranger "I'm not going to hurt you I merely want to take a closer look at you" the man said smoothly to you. You slowly grabbed your gun which was hidden in your jacket "loki that name sounds fimiliar" you said still pulling out your gun "yes you might know me as the rightful king of Asgard" loki said coming closer to you "oh you mean to tell me your that insane brother of the blond muscle man" loki quickly pounced at you with anger "he is not my brother!" He screamed at you as you quickly shot him in the arm with the tranquilizer gun you had, but for some reason he still kept chasing you. He swung his scepter at your head which you ducked and side sweep him onto the ground you quickly jumped on top of him and placed his scepter to his throat. "How did you get into my room!" You screamed which he replied with a laugh suddenly he pushed you onto theMore Like This
Steve x reader: Gentleman Part 3 (Final)“We can’t get in there,” the worker told Fury.More Like This
“Why not?” Fury asked glaring at the worker once again.
“(Name) locked the doors, the only way to see them is through the large window that shows the training room,” he said.
“Then what are we waiting for?” I asked.
~ Looking through the large window~
“Shit! This is pretty bad,” I said to Phil.
Phil just stared at the scene in front of him.
“This one is not bad at all, “Phil looked back at me,” So what did Clint do this time?”He asked casually.
“What do mean this is not bad?” Bruce asked Phil pointing at Clint half naked in a spinning wheel with knifes of different sizes stuck to it,” Because this is pretty bad to me,” He said then (name) threw another knife near Clint’s right leg, then he explained what Clint did to you.
“The worst I think was when (name) hanged Clint above a shark tank because he had cut her hair
Experiments in Technique: ArthurEvery time his lips met yours, there was always something different.More Like This
The first time tasted of brown sugar and salt, a combination of the roasted chestnuts and popcorn shared earlier. It was bittersweet, gentle. His lips had found yours with only the slightest whisper of consent, not waiting for a response in the brisk London air. It was simply a light touch, barely enough to register the presence, he pulling away quickly and laughing lightly in his guilt, apologising. His tone however, as did the sparkle in those damned green eyes, indicated he wasn't the least bit regretful. Especially not when you pulled him in for a second.
The next notable kiss was also entirely unexpected, deep and rough. He had stormed into the library from seemingly nowhere, pinning you back and growling something before his lips crashed against yours in an agonized frenzy. Somewhere in the back of your mind you noted the taste of apples and cigarettes, the air around the two of you filled with the fumes of old
Magic Trio x Reader ~Camigani's Corner~ 1919: RecurringMore Like This
The small and defenseless Arthur was waiting for you again on the Hitheran side when you crossed over.
“Arthur, I’m sorry. I didn’t think something like this would happen. I talked with Lukas and Vlad. They said until they think of something, you’re going to have to stay with me.”
In a surprising twist, the now small infant minus the fluffy golden ears and poufy tail had everything together. He appeared to be mature for his small build, more so, anyway, than he had been as an adult. “That’s fine, _____________. We’ll just sort something out, and we’ll see what happens from there.”
You blinked, shocked that he hadn’t exploded just now into a fuming fit or fur and fangs. “But…if the seal your brothers put up is still there, how are we going to get you back?” You gave him a quick examination, even going so far as to sniff him. “It looks like that barrier took away your magic. Look at yo
NorwayXReader |The myth of...|Hades and Persephone.More Like This
Lukas rises from his land, and the darkness pools at his feet before it drips back down into the underworld. The first thing that even forms in his mind is how out of place he feels; the way his pale skin looks against the deep blue sky and the green grass, which is vivid compared to the shades of black and grey of his realm. It's blinding, and Lukas squints as he looks around, not really knowing why he chose to come to Earth, just that he felt like there was something he needed to do. His eyes search the grassland inspecting the way the wind runs through the grass and sways the patches of wild flowers. He decides walks forward, mindlessly following the flowers, and he tries not to step on any of them, because they're so beautiful it would be a shame to... oh.
He sees you first. And it's not what he was expecting.
His eyes flicker upwards, and his breath failed him for a moment. The wild flowers leads to a woman, who slowly awakes from a nap in the middle of this
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“Well…?” Lucina asked nervously as she watched Morgan eat her homemade broth. Anxiety etched at every inch of her face; eyelids fluttered like little bee wings and teeth loudly clanked in fear and anticipation.
Once Morgan had taken a sip of the dish, truth be told, he was quite surprised. When Lucina asked him to taste it before serving it for tonight’s dinner, he was ecstatic. Who wouldn’t be when you get to taste something cooked by your beloved family member?
However, when he did see the broth – bubbling gush of green with unknown substances floating on the surface – Morgan began to silently regret his decision.
Thankfully, the taste wasn’t as horrific as it looked. Putting the ladle back into the pot, Morgan looked at his nervous sister and flashed a wide, satisfied smile. “It’s delicious, Big Sis-” He then suddenly stopped midsentence once a painful churn twisted his stomach. &
It's a Magical Word (England x Reader) part 4 “(Y/n)!” Arthur shouted.More Like This
With energy you thought you didn’t have left, you reached for the edge of the cliff. You felt your body fall and collide with the rocky wall. You shout with pain. The problem now was that you didn’t know how long you could hold on with one hand. You knew that your left shoulder was dislocated from the time when the witch threw you.
You hear sounds from above you. The witch was screaming. “Arthur must have done a summoning,” you thought. “He must be fighting the witch.” Your hand starts to slip from the edge of the cliff. You hear more sounds above as your fingers barely hang on to the ledge. A shriek echoes through the forest.
Your hand slips and you close your eyes as you start falling. Arthur grab
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(The title isn't what it seems)
"Hey, remember the flowers I gave you before?"
asked Lukas, a small smile gracing his features. You smiled and giggled in response.
"Yes, of course! Why?"
You cocked your head in curiousity as Lukas glances behind him.
"Luke? What's behind you?"
Lukas chuckled and brought out a flower.
It was a pear blossom.
Lukas held it out to you, and you reach for it. You then held it daintily, a rush of nostalgia going through you.
"I remember this one!"
You say excitedly, your (e/c) eyes gleamed.
"Do you remember what it means?"
You think about the flower meanings that Lukas had taught you, and you remembered this distinct one. The first one he taught you when you were 7.
You whisper. Lukas smiles another small smile ad he brought out a new flower.
"How about this one?"
He says as he gives it to you. You hold the flower up, and its color made you smile.
"And what does it mean?"
You smile as you remembe
Romano X Reader - Weeks and DaysMore Like This
Your eyes were greeted by bright rays of sunlight, and you let out a small whimper. The body next to you rolled over, and you rolled to face his face.
"Ragazza? What are you doing?" Of course, it was your boyfriend, Lovino being the prick he usually is.
"I just woke up, ragazzo." you said back, mocking his language.
"Buongiorno, Lovino." you smiled and stuck closer to him.
"H-hey!" His cheeks turned pink with embarrassment. "What are you doing?"
"What? I can't be this close to my fidanzato?" Giving a small giggle, you closed your eyes.
"Stupido ragazza... Couldn't even stay awake." He struggled to keep his scowl on his face, but knowing there was no one else around and you were asleep, he let the smile spread.
"Lovi, what are we doing today?" You stood up from your seat and walked to the sink to wash the dishes.
"Don't call me that, ______. We-" He pushed you aside and ran water over the dishes. "We're going to have a pigro
EnglandxReader On Suspicious BookstoresThe bookstore was not at all what one would expect a bookstore to be. It was, of course, not actually a bookstore, but you could not have known that. So, valiantly, if somewhat stupidly, you ventured forth into the building, and immediately realized your very big, rather large, fairly huge mistake.More Like This
The bookstore was not actually a bookstore; indeed, it was a cover for something very different. A vampire Sanctuary.
The denizens of said Sanctuary looked just as startled to see you as you were them, dozens of pairs of faintly glowing eyes turned in your direction, stunned silence filling the rather stuffy air. You thought they looked something like deer caught in headlights, but you deemed it best not to say that, and instead turned right back around the way you'd come.
The air outside was much fresher, cool enough to make your breath fog, and smelled faintly of cinnamon, but this was not something you registered as you ran down the sidewalk, away from the Sanctuary full of glowing eyes.
America x Reader: The Taste of VictoryFirst ChapterMore Like This
Chapter Two: Homecoming
Harriet was your oldest sister, and she was your father, except she was female and just your sister. She looked very similar to him, with the same dark eyes and manner of speaking. They had exact thoughts. She had married a Confederate soldier, and she had told you that she wanted to spy for the Confederacy too, though she didn’t out of fear that it would be what finally broke your mother.
Harriet didn’t live with y’all anymore.
After her marriage, she had moved to Petersburg, and she wrote you constantly, telling you that she was trying to become a war nurse, but they wouldn’t accept her because she was “too young and beautiful”. That was a direct quote, she said. Nurses like her would only be reminders to the soldiers of what they were missing, and more would be tempted to desert the army.
Austria x Reader: The Silver GirlIt was probably ninety degrees inside the gym. Your expensive graduation gown—seventy dollars for something made out of this cheap and stifling material?—was sticking to the inside of your arm, and you could feel your thighs sticking to the metal chair through the gown. You had been forced to wear a dress by this preppy establishment, so you kept shifting uncomfortably.More Like This
The girl next to you glanced at you a few times, sharing your look of exasperation. Unless you were part of the top students in this school, it honestly just felt shitty sitting out here. You were reminded of your failures, your inability to either become popular or super intelligent—or even better, both. You would be going the generic state university and you’d be paying half the amount of these students going to fancy, highly-intellectual schools.
You’d feel damn proud for choosing the path with less debt later, but right now, you found yourself wishing you had done better. You wished you
England x Reader: A Drunk SensationMore Like This
“You fellow co-workers are at the bar again. The bar manager called.”
“GREAT! Now I have to pick up those idiots again.” You said as you grabbed your house keys. “Thanks for informing me.” You said as you left out of your mansion.
You were ________ _________, the personification of ___________. You usually went to those world conferences that were held in many places of the world. Luckily the latest one was held at your place. You had made many friends that were in those conferences since you first became independent from England about 50 years ago. Being independent made you freer and you can do whatever you want. That was good and all………but you still missed the one person you loved, the one person you hurt the most.
As you were walking down to the nearest bar to your house, you knew that they would be there drinking themselves silly and causing trouble to the people in
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(Puppetmaster!England x Reader)
It was 10:59, and I was tired. The work can sometimes wipe you out. I head towards the bathroom to brush my teeth and put my pajamas on. After that I go into my room go head towards my bed. Before I knew it I heard giggling. I chose to ignore it, and let the darkness consume me.
I opened my eyes to see blackness. I could still see my bed, so I knew I wasn't blind. I get out to try to look for a way out. Suddenly a man appears. He has a black top hat, guarding is blonde hair while sly emerald eyes bore in my soul.
"Dearest (y/n), how I'm so happy you are here," he said.
"Who are you and where am I," I yelled back.
"They call me Arthur ,the puppet master, love, and you are in my realm," he announced.
My eyes widen before saying,"Take me home now."
The man "tsked" like if he was mocking me.
England X Reader X Sebastian MichaelisMore Like This
England X Reader X Sebastian Michealis Our New Butler 1/2
"Were is Arthur? He has been gone for 2 hours, and we are meant to be leaving soon," You told your friend Eliza. You and your husband Arthur Kirkland are finally moving from your small Apartment and living in a huge mansion Just outside of London. Why? well you just one the lottery and it was allot of money so you brought the house that used to be owned by a family called the Phantomhives the house was the Phantomhive Manor.
Eliza was helping you pack things in to suitcases, boxes and putting them in the moving van/lorry. "Maybe he is Just got court up in traffic or something," Eliza said putting the box in the van. "He didn't drive Eliza," you told her. "OK maybe he got court up in people traffic instead," she said giggling at her own joke. "This is no time for joking around. I'm worried," You started panicking and walked into the flat.
Time skip Arthur's POV...
"I hate people traffic," I mumbled to my self
Hetalia: England x Dying!Reader x AmericaMore Like This
Her pale and thin hand laid loosely in England's. Her breathing ragged and rasped, she slept in the hospital bed. England had pulled all possible strings and used all kinds of connections, now she had a room for herself and got more attention and better care, warmer sheets and softer pillows. But no one could do a thing against what ate her life up, ate her remaining time. He kept the sobs at bay, not wanting to wake her, though he longed to see her (e/c) eyes. But she needed the rest, so he simply put a flat and dull (h/c) strand of hair away from her sunken cheek, his hand shaking badly.
He still remembered her differently. He remembered times when her radiant (e/c) eyes would sparkle and glimmer with joy and her glossy (h/c) locks would move with her gracefully.
He choked back a sob and put his free hand above his mouth, his other one still grasping hers. It was kinda his fault, that she lay there – helpless, dying.
Before he could remember the exact happenings, the door slowl
Brother!England x Reader - Chapter 1More Like This
I walked around the house pacing back and forth. America was causing so much trouble for me, and it was going to cause little __ some issues too... I know Scotland wont watch her, neither with Ireland or Wales...damn. Last thing I wanted to do was bring her with to war. I sighed and walked down the hallway to __'s room. I heard her giggling as she stomped around the room. I knocked on the door gently then peeked my head in.
"Ma'dam, may I enter?"
She squealed in excitement, "Mmhm! Big brother, I was just playing hide and seek with Mr. Bon Bon!"
Ah, Mr. Bon Bon... that was her stuffed horse. Her first toy ever, and she never knew that the toy was originally mine...
Dammit, don't get caught up in thoughts right now!
"I'm sure you are having plenty fun, but we have to go for awhile, bring Mr. Bon Bon and some of your things, sweetheart..."
"But why? Oh! Are we gonna visit Alfred?!"
Reluctant Time Traveler England X Reader PrologueSometimes you didn't know if you liked your job or not. You where a maid for the human personification of America, but the job failed to really live up to expectations. When you had first applied for the job you had to jump through so many hoops just to qualify. You had to get a background check and you were interviewed by at least five times. At the time you didn't understand why you had to do all of this just to get a job to clean some guy's house.More Like This
You were about to give up on getting the job, but before you dropped out you got a message saying that you got the job. Soon after that your new employers dropped a bombshell on you by explaining that you would not be working for some rich government official like you thought you where you would be working for personification of America. After you promised to never reveal America’s true identity you went right to work. When you first started working there you where pretty excited. At the time you actually thought that you would actua
Nerd!Student!England x Independent!Student!ReaderMore Like This
You were walking down the halls of (School Name) with two of your best friends, Alfred and Liz. In your school you were on good ground with other people. Well, except with Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio. Otherwise known as the Bad Touch Trio. You thought the were womanizers who were known for having a bad reputation. While discussing (Insert topic here) the bell rang, you waved to your friends a quick goodbye and left for (Class Name).
While opening the door you saw your crush, Arthur Kirkland sitting by your desk. You and him were assigned as partners the first day of school. After getting to know him a little you took a liking to him, and his cute Tsundere personality. Though around him sometimes you were a mess. You took your chair next to him.
"Hi Artie." You said happily.
"Oh hello (Name)." He was busy working on the assignment your teacher gave on the board. Smirking to yourself you started to poke his cheek. He was becoming annoyed, though you wouldn't stop until he looked at you
Pirate!EnglandXTimeTraveler!Reader - PrologueMore Like This
"Ugh, I hate history." you groaned yourself.
"What do you mean? You're an straight "A" student, even you got A's on history." Your best friend, Natasha said.
"I know but history makes me sleepy. I love all the subjects except THAT one." You said as you lay on the desk table at class.
You're an straight "A" high school student, Senior year, and 18 years old and ready for school to be over and graduate. You have a best friend named Natasha. You've been with her since elementary school and look out for each other like sisters. Your parents died of car accident last year and stayed at your parents house by yourself with help pay by your grandparents and with full time job with good pay. You work at doctor's assistant that your mother used to work before she died. You always loved school, every subjects and classmates, except history and lots of school boys who had crush on you.
When the class bell rings, the history is about to start.
"Alright class, this week's project is going
Dark!England x Reader: Do You Love Me?More Like This
It was a normal, cloudy day in your life and you were driving to meet Arthur in his house. He told you that he wanted to just chat for awhile, figuring that you didn't have anything to do you agreed. You knocked on his door and waited patiently.
"Oh hello love, come in." He said in his cute British accent.
"Hey Artie. So what do you wanna chat about?"
"Actually (Name) I have to tell you something." He said sounding serious.
"Sure, go ahead."
"Okay here it goes, (Name)...I l-love you..." Your eyes widened. No, you actually didn't like Arthur back. But hell, you didn't like anyone in that way. The silence in the room made Arthur get the idea. Suddenly his voice turned darker. "Well I guess I need to do plan B."
Arthur pounced on to you kissing you on your neck repeating "I love you." many times.
"ARTHUR STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"If I can't get you to say I love you I'll try different methods." He stated while he started to take off your clothes.
You quickly pushed him off with all of y
Unexpected (America X Reader X England)More Like This
Life has always been conflicting. Not everything was always black or white. There was always a grey area to everything.
Well…Life became a bit more complicated when she came along.
The two brothers developed a liking to this girl. One would argue to move on in order to save the brotherhood of the two brothers. They tried; however, their effort were jeopardized as she continued to seduce them into her love spell. The way she laughed and smiled was worth a thousand lifetimes. She was a friend, too good of a friend to lose to some pity feelings. But every time she was there it would only hurt to have the thought that she would only she see them as her best friends, as brothers. How much more would it hurt to see if she was with another? Especially if it was his brother. Life was not merciful to poor Arthur and Alfred. Two love-struck people eyeing the same prize.
Arthur thought of it like a Shakespearean tale.
Alfred thought life was just being a troll.
The rain kissed the ground w
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(Y/n) = Your name, (E/c) = Eye color, (H/c) = Hair color, (E/n) = Example name, (L/n) = Last name, (F/c) = Favorite color
You felt the familiar clash of water spraying and scattering on your (F/c) sneakers, which matched your (F/c) Shirt, with silky sleeves cut off at the elbows. You wore a thin hoodie, which was colored a dull grey, over that shirt. You also wore dark blue skinny jeans, which made it harder to walk, but it hadn't much concerned you.
You felt once again, the sloppy puddles of mud and grime caked on your sneakers. They were old th
N.ItalyxReader - Out in the SnowWhen the streets of Florence should have lay bereft of life in the gray hour, past the obscurity there stands alone a young woman amongst the first falling snowflakes of an Italian winter.More Like This
“It’s so pretty...” She whispers to herself in quiet admiration, her breath escaping in puffs of little translucent clouds - not that she is paying it any mind - she is far more distracted revering in the beauty of each individual snowflake as it slowly cascades down to the ground.
The air is bitter, harsh, and ground dry. And she thinks to herself, these are the perfect conditions for a settling snow, something which she has longed to see since her childhood. Before she had moved to Italy it was a rare occurrence for a ground of where she lived; the climate was more suitable for rain, never cold enough for snowfall let alone suitable for the snow to settle. She’d only ever experienced it as a young child, once - and with so much of that memory a blur to her, when she had seen
Baguettes Are My Favourite! (FranceXReader)It was another hot day in the Bakery. The brick oven's heat blew warm air through the kitchen and beads of sweat rolled down ____'s face. Her hair was tied high in a bun, with a net encasing it, to keep it from falling in food. Unfortunately, the net was catching the sweat and becoming damp, which was absolutely disgusting.More Like This
With sleeves rolled high, she placed another heap of dough in the oven, hearing the tinkling of a bell as the shop door opened. Making sure the dough was secure, _____ shuffled out to the counter to take an order. She expected to see a woman, seeing as though they were her regulars; instead, she saw Francis Bonnefoy.
"Hello." ____ said blandly, staring at him.
The blonde's eyes widened and crinkled at the edges when he threw her an amused grin. "Bonjour, _____!" The (h/c) haired girl nodded briefly and then spotted his tie. Immediately she began to laugh. His tie was bright orange and had little yellow birds and red tomatoes on it.
"Est-ce difficile trouver une crav