What Hurts the Most - England (part 2)WARNING: FEELS WILL HAPPEN, AND CRYING MAY OCCUR
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED OF TEH FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELZ
It had been a month since then. Nothing had changed. You were still a mess of yourself and your eyes were practically grey now. Memories kept flooding your mind at everything now, getting dressed, waking up in the morning, everything. You imagined him wrapping those warm arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest, but when you turned around.. nothing.. nobody was there. Though.. some things were different now. You were now a shell. Showing no emotion and shedding no tears, for you had shed as many tears as you could. They just never came anymore. You looked at everything with a bored expression except one thing, the ring. Every time you looked down at your left hand, there it was, and every time you saw it, deeper into nothingness you went. You couldn’t take this anymore. A life without Arthur wasn’t worth living. He was your everything and you needed him to surv
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Not to mention that the pipes in the basement, that had burst last night, and you were less than an agreeable mood. The plumber, this morning, quoted you a price higher than you granny could afford, and you highly doubted that he would let you work it off. Even if a few of the people knew of your granny’s condition and your present predicament, few cared. Wrapping the pipes best you could, you knew you would have to find away to hire someone or find a renter that could work it off.
Hoisting the last and largest laundry basket into your arms, you slowly walked from the back of Dr. McGregor’s house to the front, where his vet office was located.
It certainly hadn’t been the best week ever, but th
Dark!Sorcerer!EnglandXReader P.6 BrushstrokeSitting in the darkness of the hallway, on the top landing, you had tried to read the journal in your hand. The clouds blocked the moon, and casted an even dimness. Stifling a yawn, you carefully shut the journal again.More Like This
You didn’t dare move too much and make any amount of noises to draw attention to yourself. You had even opted out to turn on the light.
Sneaking back into your room, after the wise idea of going to the houses on the edge of the park, you had changed into jeans and a hooded sweatshirt. Even if you had went to bed, it would have meant tossing and turning in a dreamless sleep, wondering what previous visions had meant.
It was never like you hadn’t tried to sneak out when you lived with your parents, but of course this wouldn’t be that easy. You couldn’t just waltz downstairs and grab a flashlight. Give a parting goodbye to your granny and head off towards a patch of forgotten land.
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At least that’s what it felt like to you. Like you were suspended by nothing, but yet carefully supported by someone’s hand. Certainly this was the strangest dream you had ever had, by far.
Although something felt serene about being here, like you were meant to be.
You scrunched your face at the sepia coloured room, which was a kitchen. The reddish hues stood out as you studied the room and what it had to offer. The rays of dwindling sun poured through the window that was behind the only table in the room. The tabletop was nothing more than a hodgepodge of papers, books and curios.
It might have been a kitchen, but it looked like a workroom too. Large pots sat on the cast iron stove, littered with multiple size glass bottles over the shelves and counters. Books were stacked like leaning towers that dared to topple.
You felt an icy chill pass through you, as it was like your heart was cut out with a jagged piece of glass. Your lungs crushed by th
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Holding on tightly to Peter, you booked towards the house. As you neared, the smell of sulfur mixed with burning leaves assaulted your nostrils. Jumping the upturned roots and stones, you drew in a few deep breaths. If something happened to your granny, you couldn’t forgive yourself, not ever.
Skidding to a noisy stop and dropping the kitten in hand, you scanned over the front of the house, but to your surprise nothing was wrong. The roof wasn’t blown clear off and sitting in Quedgeley. You didn’t hear the sirens of the fire brigade roaring through the streets.
“Grandma?” You yelled, feeling a little anxious. Peter took off around the back of the house, and you quickly ran after him.
Rounding the cor
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Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble. ~Witches from Macbeth~
~1813 Gloucestershire, England~
The silence within the clearing was deafening that evening. The yielding caramel colour slowly sank into the purple darkness with a star speckled sky creeping up. Even the wind seemed to fear the happenings that were pending, inching closer to the end.
Running to find safety from the creature that chased her, she had made it back to her small, limestone home. A trickle of blood ran from the corner of her mouth that was pursed tightly, as she took in the tainted air threw her nostrils. It was only a few more steps to where she could find safety.
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The three of you had been walking for what seemed to be hours now. The heat seemed to make the air thick and heavy, and the sand seemed to grab hold of your feet, making them hard to lift. You could feel the sweat rolling down your cheeks and back, but you were determined to follow Lord Deaths orders. “Ugh… (y/n).. Can’t we take a break? I’m tired.. Are you even sure we are going the right way?” (w/p), your partner complained. He was slouching, and seemed to be barely dragging his feet, a thick layer of sweat coated him. He had offered to carry your bag, but now he seemed as if he were to stop moving he wouldn’t start again. A small ping of guilt struck you and you sighed. ‘(w/p) always does this.. He pushes himself too hard.’ You smiled and shook your head.
“We can’t stop.” You told him, glancin
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It was strange being able to regain control of his own body. When the dragon left the warrior’s heart, he felt lighter than before. The heat of his dragon’s fire returned to him, and as the light enveloped him he could feel his strength reviving him anew.
When the transformation had been completed, he stood over his vessel, a grand dragon towering before a human in dominating size. The journey back to Eldur Mountain had its ups and downs, but with the human’s vigorous spirit imbued inside his soul, the dragon chose to carry away the precious memories of his travels.
Mathias looked upon the dragon who was now at his feet. His eyes grew wide with surprise when a bright red light suddenly enveloped him, and in a matter of seconds, the dragon had been reduced to nothing more than an exact copy of himself.
“Y-You…” he breathed. “How were you able to do that?”
“Magic,” the dragon grinned, testing out his ne
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Orbs of light danced in your eyes as you adjusted to the level of brightness. The details were fuzzy, though you faintly remembered someone neutralizing you. An explosion, a cry for help, a refusal, and a scream: these were the only things you remembered before falling asleep. Beyond that, the dragons and your parents worked their way into your memories and returned to their proper places.
You remembered where you were now. You were kidnapped, trapped by people who didn’t address themselves as humans. Who were they?
“She’s waking,” a voice said.
“The spell’s wearing off,” another voice replied. “Now we can see if the process was a success.”
Your eyes were still adjusting to the level of brightness. First it was the shapes, then the colors. Finally, when everything was in place, you could see them. With your memories working the way they were, you couldn’t comprehend whether or not what you were experie
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A human’s appetite fell short to a dragon’s. When you had invited Mathias into your house, he had just about devoured everything you had be it the stale two-day-old bread you had stored in the cupboard to the jar of turnip preservatives your mother had instructed you to eat along with the bread. All had been consumed by Mathias.
“I can’t believe you recognized me after all of these years,” you breathed in relief. “I was really afraid you had forgotten about me…”
“Oh courff nough!” Mathias beamed, his mouth full of bread. You assumed he had meant to say, “Of course not!”
He swallowed. “Gods, I can’t remember the last time I had a real meal! It feels like forever!”
You pressed your lips. “N-Not to pry or anything, but where were you all of these years, Mathias? I was…” You clenched your fists together. “I was worried about you…”
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The dragons that had been accompanying the Dragonheart had helped her take Mathias into your house. Never mind worrying about your parents coming in and asking you why there were four strangers in your house; you were more worried about whether Mathias was going to be alright or not.
Lukas, also known as the former dragon, Divine Keeper of the Sapphire Flames, was muttering to himself about how much of a reckless fool Mathias had been.
“What an idiot going out of his way to come back to this village,” he hissed. “Once a fool, always a fool.”
“Shut up, Lukas,” the Dragonheart snapped. “Don’t forget I can read your thoughts. I know you’re worried about him, too.”
At this point, you figured Lukas would have clamped his mouth shut, but that would have only caused him to project even more of his inner thoughts.
Reading the minds of dragons and being able to telepathically communicate with them was this Dragonheart
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Being the nearest, Lukas had been the first one to reach his friend’s side and examine his condition.
“He’s breathing…” he murmured. “The fool’s barely conscious, but he’s alive.”
“Thank the gods…” you breathed in relief.
“~~~~~~~~~, are you able to read his thoughts?” Emil asked.
In response, the Dragonheart remained still and silent, appearing to be in deep concentration. Amidst the deep blue light, you were able to catch a quick expression here and there: confusion, frustration, and finally, defeat.
She shook her head. “I can’t. Something’s wrong. All I hear is silence.”
The Divine Keeper of the Sapphire Flames snorted. “As expected from him.”
“Lukas, that’s not funny,” ~~~~~~~~~ frowned. “It’s not the usual silence, either. It’s like he’s dead…”
“But he’s not,” you said. “
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There was nothing but voices. The Eliathan they spoke was of an unfamiliar accent different than the kind spoken by Leon, but it was Eliathan nonetheless. Still, it was all you could make out in the dark atmosphere. With Mathias’ eyes completely useless to you, you had long since abandoned your Dragonsight and went completely blind. Tino had suggested seeking out the Divine Keeper of the Sapphire Flames and the Wings of the Opal Skies, but you hadn’t been able to find them. There was nothing for you to do but wait it out until you were able to get some answers.
“On the bright side, at least they said they weren’t going to hurt you,” Tino said trying to find something optimistic to offer in place of the absent Mathias.
We don’t know if that’s guaranteed.
A heavy feeling sank into your heart. Tino must have been upset. “Whatever becomes of this, ______________, know that I’ve appreciated the time I’
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There was no time to waste. With Mathias captured, you would lose all hopes of getting your parents and your sight back. Ignoring the others’ protests, you burst out into the open right alongside Mathias.
“Damn!” you cursed. “How can they tell?”
“I think the most obvious reason is because he looks nothing like the locals here,” Tino quickly deduced. “But applications aside, ____________, I highly recommend you get back into safety—”
“No!” you refused. “There’s a lot riding on Mathias right now. If I just leave him here, then I’ll—”
“______________, what in Eliatha are you doing?” Mathias gasped as he noticed you standing behind him. “Get back inside the caravan!”
“Mathias, I’m not letting them take you away,” you snapped. “Last time was a close call. This one might be even closer—”
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Everyone, from the Red Caravan’s crew to the dragons, had already begun their day their eyes clear of the fogged blurs of sleep and their lungs full of the chilled winter air. When you stumbled outside, Mathias gave you a welcoming smile as you joined him around a gathering circle, a pot in the middle and a savory smell rising into the atmosphere.
“Morning, ______________,” he grinned as he handed you what appeared to be a bowl, but unlike the rough clay bowls you were familiar with, this bowl was as smooth as the blunt end of your sword with a dainty coat of white glaze fired over its surface. Such things were out of your comprehension as you could only stare, baffled at how one could obtain such a smooth finish to a simple piece of dishware.
“It’s so smooth,” you breathed.
“Yeah,” Leon smirked as seen through Mathias’ eyes. “It’s porcelain meaning the clay and glaze used is different from the kingdoms. Com
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“You want me to do what?”
After Leon and Yong Soo had explained their intentions, you were beginning to wish that you had listened to Berwald and went on your way.
“It’s easy, yeah?” Leon said. “All you have to do is come with us back to the southern province before going to the east. Knowing your dragon friends, I’ll bet they have no idea where they’re headed since this is the far east. Look, it’s only going to take two more days to get there if we make that stop.”
“But that’s ridiculous!” you burst out. “Why would we bother wasting two extra days of our time just for your own purposes? I don’t think I need to remind you that I have a time limit in my heart and my eyes.”
“I haven’t forgotten,” Leon said, “but I take it you can, like, last a little longer, can’t you?”
“Better to know where you
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“W-What do you mean, (Name)-chan…? I’m… I’m Enma, remember? Enma-kun, that’s me… Don’t you remember me?”
“No… Sorry, I don’t…” You murmured, pity welling up inside of you for the poor distressed boy.
“B-But… You… You’re my shadow guardian – you’re part of the Shimon Famiglia… You’re best friends with Adelheid, and you’re one of the only people who Koyo can actually tolerate! You’re (First Name/Last Name), and you’re my best friend!”
“(First Name/Last Name)… Is… Is that my name…?” Confusion clouded your eyes as you looked up doubtfully at the boy you now knew as “Enma-kun.”
“See? She doesn’t remember you~” A snarky voice rang out from one of the Vongola men, a sly grin on his face.
“What’d you do to her, you damn Vongola?!” Enma roared in
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[A/N: The beginning has a slightly graphic description, but I won't put a mature content warning on it since it's nothing too graphic (at least, it's not that graphic in my opinion). I'm not trying to offend anyone, but consider yourself warned! Slightly graphic descriptions are to come. Now, on with the story. Enjoy!]
[When you were 13 or so – you’re the Shadow Guardian of the Shimon Famiglia, by the way]
Hair-raising shrieks pierce the air.
Splatters of blood everywhere create a deep red mural of suffering on the wall and floor.
Your mother, her cry still echoing in the air, is torn limb to limb.
Your father, wounded and scarred beyond compare, is lying limp on the cold tile ground.
Your older brother, his body thrown in the fire and burned to ashes, his terrified face forever seared into your memory.
Your little sister, shot with a gun and left for dead, reaches out to you with a frail, shaking hand, crying and pleading with her tear-filled e
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my love is as deep as the ocean follow as i enter the「s e a」
The brilliant hue that matched his eyes; the ocean he desired so much to see-- it had always been a dream of his, ever since he was a child. The unspoken stories of the sights; the possibilities out there
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ArminxReader Alternate Universe
You sat outside, munching on a red apple as you basked in the sun's glory. It was a bright, beautiful day, and everyone decided to seize the opportunity. Even you decided to go outside for a change.
You were on a bench in just the right place to see all the commotion spurring at the school. You saw Eren and Jean bickering as usual, Christa and Ymir chatting underneath the shade of a tree, and Annie, Berholdt, and Reiner playing basketball with some others.
There was someone missing.
Was it Mikasa? No.. You just saw her drag Eren away from Jean. Sasha and Connie? Nope. Marco? You had just spotted him with Jean a moment ago. Your (e/c) eyes surveyed the campus grounds to seek who was missing.
You pushed up your glasses up your nose, recalling the name. In fact, you don't know how you missed him in the first place.
No doubt, you had it bad for Armin. You were infatuated with him since the beginning of the school year
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The loud cheers of the soldiers erupted from all around, humanity has won. The battle was over, the pain, heartbreaks and sufferings are done. No more sacrifices and unexpected deaths are to occur any more. But a certain blonde didn't quite agree to that, in a street full of rubble and debris, his shaking form stood, his breathing coming in between sobs as his knees buckled and he knelt down beside your wounded form. His face stricken with grief.
The village now fell upon silence, layers of snow covering the floor, you're body limp and weak as it lay motionless on the cold ground, your eyes staring blankly into his own eyes before speaking. Covering up the pain that continued to eat at your very existence, slowly but surely you were walking into an eternal abyss you could never return from.
"Hey...Armin..." Your voice croaked as you spoke, forcing a smile on your t
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"Why? Why don't you just let go? I'm not the same ___ that you know! I've changed so much, but why do you hold onto the past?" You looked at him as if you demanded an answer.
"Why? Because all these years we've been looking for you! Not leaving a single nook or cranny from our sight! You're like family to us, so that day when you left me and Mikasa alone...Do you know how sad that made us feel? That you chose your own path rather than stay with us and achieve our dreams and goals together as one!" He pulled away and looke
My ray of Hope: Rivaille x Reader[chapter 5] "Did you not hear her, Cadet?" The corporal's cadet glared at the young brunette as he freed your wrist. Red markings appeared on your skin, a proof of how tight the brunette's grip on you was. Eren straightened his back and looked into the man's eyes as well, an air of tension and silence dropping.More Like This
"Eren, they're starting." Mikasa nudged the teen towards the moving crowd, the blonde beside her doing the same as well.
"Y-Yeah...It'd be best if we go Eren. Now." Mikasa and Armin turned their backs at the brunette and walked the same direction the crowd was going in. Eren nodded in agreement, taking a final glance at you and another at the corporal that stood in front of him, his sharp eyes boring holes into his very being. Eren turned around, taking slow strides towards the moving crowd.
"You, hurry up." Rivaille pointed at you then at the crowd, you nodded slowly before thanki
My Ray of Hope: RivaillexReader[chapter 4] You stood in front of the corporal's office, you're face was set in a calm expression. Soldiers running everywhere as they prepared for the other trainees' arrival. You turned around and walked onward, leaving the huge building and set out for the training grounds outside. A loud shriek brought you back to your senses, Keith Shadis, the man in charge of the trainees, seemed to be intimidating the trainees of the 1st batch, in other words the trainees who arrived first.More Like This
"Is that what you call a salute? There's barely enough spine in it! Will you work just as sloppy for humanity? Idiot!" He twisted his two knuckles, sandwiching the unlucky trainee's head. You shook your head and sighed, checking the watch wrapped around your wrist.
"5 minutes huh..." You looked up into the clear blue sky, a soft breeze blowing by as you walked towards the 2nd batch's holding area, where the trainees are gathered before the
My ray of Hope:RivaillexReader[chapter 3.5] Three years have passed and now here you were standing in front of the Corporal's office. A trembling hand turned the knob in excitement. The door opened to reveal a certain corporal, a few papers in his hand, his blank eyes stared at you sharply.More Like This
"Corporal Rivaille,sir." You saluted the man before approaching him. Taking the papers he had offered in his hand.
"Are you sure that you want to join, _____?" His eyes stared at you still, handing you a pen to sign the documents with. You nodded slowly, determination and pure heart written all over you as you signed and handed them over to the man.
"Make sure I don't regret ever taking you in, Cadet _last name_." He pushed back the chair and stared down at you, a hand reached out. You stared at the hand before eagerly grabbing it and shaking it
My Ray of Hope:RivaillexReader(chapter 3) The corporal led you to HQ, his grip on your hand not loosening even for even a moment as he continued to walk through the hall of eyes calmly. You looked down at your feet, now you felt more like you were a nuisance to the soldier rather than an aid.More Like This
“Y-Yes Corporal.” You fidgeted under his cold gaze. He stopped by a door before turning the knob slightly; the room was bathed in the afternoon sky’s color, the breeze entering through the open window. On the table sat a brunette woman not older than Rivaille, her eyes scanning the papers in her hand. The corporal cleared his throat, an act to catch the
Undercover Cop!Denmark x Reader - RequestMathias Køhler was used to the cacophonic clamoring of nightclubs. Being dressed in a fashionable pinstripe suit with a fedora, he blended right into the standard party-goers, passing by the bouncer without a second glance.More Like This
The task at hand was to get in with the sleek-division drug dealers and find out where one of the possible labs was setup.
The main drug: Red Herring, an enhanced version of ecstasy combined with the addictive properties of methamphetamine and sprinkled with the punch of heroin. Like all typical ecstasy pills, this one was known to have the stamp of a fish—a herring, respectfully. Each brand of drug had its own mark, and this was the most prized of all on the streets.
Being the youngest on the team had its pros and cons. The pros: it looked better when he was promoted up the ranks to his seniors’ levels. Plus he got to use higher graded weapons like firearms and pin-sized communication devices instead of those oversized walkie-talkies the sergeants would
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Yao sighed wearily to himself as he approached the village. He was traveling for three days on his horse to the said village, only to get ambushed by a couple of thieves who were waiting to attack any unsuspecting travelers on their way. However, the Chinese man was fierce and he happened to have his Dao, a single edged long sword, to counter against the attacks. Though he was able to fend off the thieves with his nimbleness and great accuracy, he realized that his horse companion had been stolen while he was distracted.
Shrugging off the loss, he continued on his journey to the village on foot for the next two days, only stopping to drink the clear water from a couple of streams as he passed by. At last, he was finally able to make out the outlined rooftops of various homes and the Chinese man walked briskly down the road to enter the gates of the village. Upon arrival, Yao was in desperate need of a place to stay, so
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'Damn it all,' You cursed softly to yourself as you stumbled halfheartedly to the nearest tree and pressed your back against the bark. Sucking in a couple of breaths from your deflated lungs, you sank down to the ground and clutched at your right side painfully.
Looking down, you winced as you removed your hand to see blood surrounding your dirty clothing. You have been caught in an invasion that left your home village burned and almost all of its inhabitants dead. You were the only one lucky to escape before the men could hunt you down---it was quite difficult to run away when you were directly stabbed on your side. However, you knew you were strong enough to endure the pain in a last effort to save yourself--You weren't going to give in so easily.
So you struggled to trudge into the forest and didn't stop until you believed you were at a safe distance away...which happened to be the tree you were currently leaning on. Your forehead was damp w
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-...-6 years old-...-
You screamed and cried and kicked your feet. This was NOT fair!
“NO, DADDY! DON'T TAKE HIM AWAY!” You demanded, pounding your fist into your dad's leg, however that didn't do anything.
“That cat has done nothing but tare things apart!” You father growled. “It was a mistake to take him off the streets.”
Your father shoved a small, 2 month old kitten into a pet cage. The kitten had cream colored fur with a dark brown, thick stripe on his head and down it's back, to the tip of it's tail. His eyes were amber and he had the strangest curl on his head. You, though young, loved that cat with all your heart. You cared for him, cleaned up after him, fed him, loved on him, and even attempted to take the blame for everything he did.
“NO! PLEASE!” You cried out, your voice heart-breaking and heart-broken.
“I'm sorry, sweetie, but we can't keep him.
Cat Ears- Spain x Neko!Reader You were sitting on your couch with Antonio, your boyfriend of two months. So far, you had successfully hidden the fact that you were part cat. Everyday you thanked your homemade kitty hats. Hats that you had made- hence the word homemade- that have kitty ears sewn into them so you didn’t have to keep your ears back all the time. Though, you did have to be careful not to move them too often, he might notice. Anyway, back to what you two lovebirds were doing. You two were on the couch- you snuggled on his chest with his arm around you- and were watching scary movies. You, who was easily scared of everything, were currently hiding your face in his chest. You two were watching the Exorcist and he was looking at the screen with a determined look on his face.More Like This
“Really, I don’t understand what’s so scary about this, chica.” he said, looking down at your shivering form. You had finally gained the courage to look at the screen at the worst momen
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lunchroom, was shared by both the elementary and middle schools.
Your homeroom teacher was a teacher from Hungary named Ms. Elizabeta.
"Welcome to the first day of school, children. I'm Ms. Elizabeta, and I would like each child to introduce themselves and say one thing they like," Ms. Elizabeta constructed. A kid with black hair with chocolate brown eyes stood up calmly.
"My name is Kiku, and I learry rike sarted sarmon," Kiku said.
"Ok, dudes! My name is Alfred and I'm the hero!! I also love hamburgers! AHAHAHAH!" The boy laughed obnoxiously.
"Ciao~ I'm-a Feliciano and pasta is my favorite food, ve~" Feliciano said and a boy tha
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KEY *C/N* means country name
Of course time isn't a friend. Time can be generous sometimes, but never your friend. Time seemed to be generous to you. Your country, *C/N*, grew. You had gotten stronger, but only just enough. You were seemingly equal in everything. But you weren't overly strong. It seemed as if countries around you grew larger quicker. Especially one in particular.
You walked to the meeting room slowly. Not in a bug rush to get there. You had matured, grown, gotten smarter, and all of the goods of growing up. You weren't the little sixteen year old country anymore, you were the *age* year old *C/N*. You were an eyecatcher! Your (H/L)(H/C) hair seemed to shine wherever you were. Your (E/C) eyes sparkled with kindness and love. You had an amazing *body type*.
But, that beauty came with lots of pain. Your country had just got over another depression with the help of Italy. The small country helped
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You walked out of the bathroom, the pain killers had taken effect and the headache was gone. Ludwig had finished his lunch and was now putting his plate in the dishwasher. You awwed in your head. He was so cute and polite you just wanted to squeeze him.
"*Name*,vould you mind if we vent to zhe park?" Ludwig asked.
"Oohh, of course I wouldn't mind! C'mon, let's get your shoes on and let's get going." You picked up your bag and waited for Ludwig. After he had his shoes on, you both walked out of the door.
The park was quiet. Only birds chirped and a few stray cats meowed. You and Ludwig walked over to where the pond was and sat down on the grass.
"*Name*," Ludwig called.
"Yes Ludwig?" You answered.
"Vhat is your country like?" He asked.
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PS... Some mentions of a different type of holocaust. NOT THE GERMAN HOLOCAUST, but, like, your country version.... So, I have no meaning to be offensive in ANY way. AT ALL.
*C/N* = country name
*H/L, H/C* = hair length, hair color
*E/C*= eye colour
You sat in your comfy chair reading a book. You were sixteen, had a job at *Favefastfoodplace*, and you babysat. Not just regular little kids, but countries. You were a country yourself, *epiccountryname*. But you'd rather have someone just call you by your human name, *Name*. Last week you had babysat Matthew (country of Canada) while his father Francis (country of France) went out. Apparently Francis had got the word around that *country name* was a babysitter, so for the past week you have been babysitting almost every small nation available.
But tonight would be different. Little did you know that a certain Prussian was making plans to
ReaderxFather!Germany ( requested sequel)(country name) smiled as she approached the large house.More Like This
'How nostalgic.' She thought as she knocked on the door. After a few minutes of waiting, she heard a loud thud and footsteps.
"Bruder! Move your stuff!" Germany shouted, facing behind him as he opened the door. "He-" He froze as he saw who it was.
"Surprise dad!" (country name) laughed as she gave him a hug. He immediately hugged her back and laughed.
"(country name)! When did you get here? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" He asked as she walked in.
"It wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you I was coming." She told him with a chuckle. "Uncle!" She shouted. Footsteps immediately rung as Prussia showed up in the doorway.
"(country name)! Oh my god it must be Christmas!" He shouted as he gave her a big hug.
"Ugh, I can't breathe." (country name) groaned. Prussia let her go and smiled.
"Look at you! All grown up." He teased as he ruffled her hair.
"But I was a grown up when I left..." She added quietly.
"Anyway, come on
Knife Thrower!2p!ItalyxReader Oh, a volunteer?More Like This
I heard the crowds cheer; for me. A sigh escaped my lips, the same thing every day. The same act, only different people. I turned my attention back to the target board. With a steady hand I raised the knife above my head. A low gasp could be heard from the crowd. They've seen me do this ten times already, they should know what's gonna happen. A quick flick of the wrist and I sent the knife flying. In mere seconds the knife hit its target. Right in the center; every time. The crowd applauded, and I turned around bowing and smiling. The usual act I tend to put up to please my fans.
"Now, who wishes to be my volunteer for the next act?" I said as happy and peppy as possible. This job has yet to kill me with this 'I have to be nice to spectators' thing. It's honestly a pain being so nice...
My violet eyes searched the crowd for any hands. None. Everyone just stared at me, Li
CIRL 2P!ItalyxReader"What the hell," you muttered, sitting in the midst of what looked like an explosion of screws, bolts, and bits of wood. That's right, my friend, you had just bought an IKEA desk earlier today against your better judgment and were now working on putting it together.More Like This
And failing miserably.
"How the heck does screw A4 fit into hole H6?!" you shrieked, about to throw the pieces into the wall. You were quite surprised that you hadn't ripped the diagrams and instructions into millions of pieces by now.
"Whoever designed these shitty things must have been a sadist," you determined, glaring darkly at the paper that was supposed to be helping you. You held it in your hands and turned it every which way, but no matter what you did, the pictures never made sense.
"WHY WON'T YOU TELL ME YOUR SECRETS?!?!?!"
"Maybe because it's a piece of paper, bella." With a squeak-shriek, you twisted and fell into the massive piles of useless desk parts. A chuckle made its way to your ears as you sat up to look
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A/N: WARNING: Some swearing ahead, but that's to be expected when Romano is around~ So if you no likey, then don't read~ Also, the reader wields a knife to play a dangerous game in this story- if you don't like knives then you don't have to read the story. And above all else DO NOT PLAY THIS GAME IN REAL LIFE... or at least with a knife.
~~~~The Knife Game (2p!ItalyxReader)~~~~
"Those Frukin' idiots! What the hell were they thinking?!'" You mumbled angrily under your breath as you drove, turning off the highway onto a dirt road.
Earlier that week while you were in a meeting with the other Axis Powers, you had received word that Italy, or Feli -as you liked to call him- had gone and gotten himself captured by the Allies- again.
While the other countries discussed a plan of action, you had stepped out to get some fresh air when you had caught Feli's brother, Romano, sneaking out the back door. You remembered the encounter quite clearly:
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You felt a hand trail gently down your back. Rubbing your eyes, you groggily shifted in bed.
"Go to sleep Feli." You muttered, pulling the blankets up to your chin. The person behind you sighed, his warm breath tickling your skin.
You had just drifted off the sleep when a flurry of movements snapped you out of your stupor. You husband was walking across the bedroom towards the bathroom door.
"Jesus Christ." You grumbled, pulling your pillow over your head.
It was just your luck to marry an insomniac. Seeing as you had the same problem, you were constantly waking each other up.
"I can't-a sleep." He grumbled, you snorted your head still covered by the pillow.
"You find-a that funny?" You weren't sure if it was amusement or anger that laced his words. His hands grabbed your sides, tickling them.
"Ah, ha please don't Feli!" You squealed, shoving his hands away. "I'm trying to sleep."
He gave you a tired smile,
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Sick School Projects
Lukas x Reader
Just a mild alert:
I might make Norway a little out of character here so I'm really sorry about that. –bows down apologetically-
The doorbell rang the moment you released your hold. You stood in front of a rather large mansion owned by your supposedly partner for your school project, Lukas Bondevik. It's not like you can escape being his partner. You two were the last pair of individuals left in the classroom at that time and you can get what happened next.
Ding dong! Ding dong!
You've been outside the house for a good ten minutes already and no one from inside cared to answer the door. "Lukas! Answer the door now!" You shouted banging the door three times. Still no answer. "Whatever! I'll be doing the project on my own! INDIVIDUALLY!" You emphasized the last word before turning around to leave until you heard the door open "Finally, I wa—Oh, hi Emil." The silver-haired boy stood at the doorway with an annoyed express
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You stepped through door number 12 and into a vast Zen garden, disrupting its sands as you shuffled around trying to locate where you were.
As your eyes assessed the landscape you found it to be quite serine, and a little exotic.
Finally summing everything up from the Zen garden to the dojo like house you guessed wherever you were had a lot of Japanese influence.
You started to walk toward the house when you heard a rustling behind you
“Who goes there!” you heard a Japanese accented voice shout out, turning around you saw a male with chocolate brown eyes and a katana who was running right at you.
“Um sir I’m sorry for just appearing suddenly but I do not really know where I am” you explained hurriedly as the man’s hand wandered down to the hilt of his weapon.
The man looked quizzically at you but quickly regained composure to apologize “I am very sorry Miss, I thought you were an enemy” he then stepped closer to you and asked
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The bell above the door jingled merrily as I entered the cozy store.
It was wall to wall manga, and I sighed wistfully at the smell of freshly printed paper.
This was by far my favorite store.
And that wasn’t just because I had a crush on the clerk who worked there.
As I entered, he rose and bowed to me, short, dark hair shimmering slightly in the low light. “Welcome! If you have any questions, please ask.”
I smiled and nodded in return.
Trying not to embarrass myself, still very aware that the quiet Japanese man’s focus was still on me, I managed to casually shuffle off to the section of my favorite series without creating a scene.
So far, so good.
My eyes skimmed the spines of the different novels, searching for a particular title and number, and then I frowned in defeat.
What the heck?
Amazon said that the next volume came out today!
So where was it?
"Looking for this?" As if reading my mind, Kiku smiled holding up the newest volume of my favorite
Failing ~PrussiaXReaderA knock resounded on your door, stopping your mother in mid-lecture. She frowned at the untimely interruption and went to open it.More Like This
“Oh, who are you?” she asked.
“Kesesese,” the voice chortled and you groaned. “My name is Gilbert Beilschmidt and I have been sent to tutor your daughter, _______ _______.”
“Oh,” you mother said in surprise. “She didn’t tell me she had a tutor.”
“Maybe I would have if you stopped talking long enough for me to say something,” you complained, coming around the corner to look at the Prussian. Your mother shot you a glare before sighing and shouldering her purse.
“I was just going off to the store. Do you think you could come back later? I’m not comfortable with leaving my daughter here alone with a boy.”
“Don’t worry about it, Ms. _______,” Gilbert said. “The awesome one –me –is completely responsible. I promise to respect her wis
HetaliaXReader ~Failing Intro“I’m excited for my report card!” one of your best friends, Elizabeta Héderváry, told you with a smile on her tanned face. “I really want to see what I’m making in (math course)! Mr. Smith is such a mean teacher.”More Like This
“I think you mean anxious,” you tell her. “Excited means you can’t wait to see it in a good way.”
Elizabeta laughed. “Sorry. My English slipped.”
“It’s totally cool!” you tell the Hungarian. “I’m actually anxious as well.”
“Why?” Elizabeta questioned you, leaning her head in the palm of her hand. She had her chair turned around and she was leaning on your desk. You leaned towards her.
“It’s my foreign language class,” you admitted. “I’m doing really poorly on all of my assignments. I’m worried about what I’ll be making.”
Elizabeta patted your shoulder in sympathy. “That’s how I f
JapanXReader ~Failing“How can you be failing Japanese?” your step-father asked you, his face pulled into an intimidating frown as he held your report card. “This is unacceptable! Your best friend is Japanese for God’s sake! How do you fail?”More Like This
“Japanese is a really difficult language, George!” you defended yourself. “It’s not like kanji comes naturally, and let’s not even forget about the pronunciation. Like seriously! What the crap!”
“I thought your mother and I raised you better than this,” George shook his head. “Your mother would be rolling over in her grave. 27. How do you make a 27?” With that, the man that you bore no relation to and were stuck with threw the report card on the table and marched off to the living room where he turned on the TV, a beer in hand. You could hear him pop the cap as an ESPN reporter began on the weekly sports news.
You growled to yourself in anger, and then at your stepfather, and then
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You quickly scrambled down the hallway to your first class of the day, which, sadly, was Language arts. That is the class that you hated, it's not that you hated writing, but because in that one class not even the teacher seemed to notice you.
Although, today that might just be a great thing considering you were almost three minutes late.
You were speed walking, almost running really. You ran, looking down at the tiled floor, worried about the reaction you would get when you charged into the classroom. Most of the students would look at you probably thinking; who the heck is she?
"Oof!" Running into something, you stumbled backwards, dropping a handful of books in the process. "A-ah! I'm so sorry!" You shouted, not even bothering to look up at the person you had ran into, but instead instantly went to go p
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It was another beautiful sunny day outside as you walked to your bus stop. Mind you, the air was quite chilled, maybe making the weather feel around 30° Fahrenheit, (that's also about -1° Celsius) but you didn't mind at all.
As you reached your bus stop, you noticed all the other teens conversing joyfully with each other, not one even bothering to turn there head to acknowledge you, but it didn't exactly bother you anymore. You had gotten use the lack of attention.
Ever since you had started high school, no, ever since you had started junior high you had started falling back in popularity. But once you had started your first year of high school, which started a few months ago, people just stopped talking to you. In reality, you only had one good friend, but she wasn't even at the bus stop yet.
You took out your phone an
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You smiled as you sat up in bed. Pulling the sheets closer to your body you looked over at your sleeping husband. He was snoring. Mouth hanging open, drooling on the pillow.
Brushing a bit of hair out of his face you leaned down and kissed him gently on the cheek. You always got up this early to make him tea and breakfast before he woke up. Slipping out of bed you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
He was trying to pull you back in his sleep. Gingerly you disentangled his arms from you and slipped on your bathrobe.
You made him his tea and some eggs and toast.
Mama, a little voice from the kitchen whispered. You turned to see Matthew.
What is it baby?
Matthew was holding his toy bear to his chest, Im hungry can we have pancakes?
You shook your head, How about toast?
The ten year old sighed, but nodded and sat at the kitchen table rubbing his eyes.
A few mintues later rapid footsteps were heard, MA!
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~*~ Alfreds P.O.V. ~*~
When I look into your eyes
It's like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
Well, there's so much they hold
And just like them old stars
I see that you've come so far
To be right where you are
How old is your soul?
I sit on the couch with Arthur, my head in my hands, breathing deeply. Arthur brings through a mug of coffee for me and some tea for him, placing them both on the table. He doesnt speak, waiting for me to do so, first.
A picture sits on the table, face up. A picture of her. A picture of ________.
Shes smiling so happily, as if nothing could have ever gone wrong. Her eyes are bright, sparkling, full of hope and showing happiness.
Its painful to look at.
Well, I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up
What the hell went wrong? I eventually ask.
You know I cant answer that, Alfred, he replies, quietly, There
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BEEP BEEP BEEP
Entering your house after coming home from work, you hear the sound of the fire alarm. You sigh and walk through to the kitchen again, snatching up the towel you keep by the doorway, which you use on a regular basis now, but not for drying spills. No need to panic that the fire alarm is going off, because youve seen a familiar car parked outside.
No, this towel is to fan the smoke away from the fire alarm and out of the kitchen window whenever your boyfriend, Arthur, is cooking. Usually, he doesnt burn things, and you never thought his cooking could get worse, but, unfortunately, you have been proven wrong by both him and the horrible cloud of smoke making you cough at this moment in time.
You exchanged keys a while ago, so youre not surprised to find him inside once youd seen the car. He tries to be sweet, attempting to cook for you, but, unfortunately, his cooking isnt a good thing.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
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Alfred looks at his reflection in the mirror, frowning. At least, it looks like Alfred. The thing is, Alfred isnt who he seems to be. In fact, the words that next leave his mouth are proof of that.
Oh, bloody hell he mutters, running a hand through his sandy blonde hair.
Yep. Its Arthur. In Alfreds body.
Stupid spell! I thought it would work! Alfred or, rather, Arthur says. The situation seems quite comical, as Alfreds voice also came with his body, so, of course, it sounds like Alfred trying to do a British accent.
A few minutes ago, Arthur was trying to do a spell to curse Alfred after well, details shall not be mentioned about the reason of the curse, only that Alfreds pranks have all become too much for his brother
The only problem was that the spell backfired a little. Okay, a lot. Now, Arthur is staring into the Americans blue eyes instead of his own. Well, maybe he could say they&
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“Hey Eduard…” You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, “wanna play a game?” You waited for a response, when one never came, you filled the silence.
“So, if you had to, would you rather…have a dragon or be one? I know what I’d choose,” but that you decided to keep to yourself. You stood on the roof of a beautiful mansion, the lid of a vent placed to the side.
“Eduard? Are you even listening to me?” You tapped the communicator device in your ear.
You made sure the coast was clear before you climbed inside the vent. It was very dark and noisy in there. The metal was cold and you could hear your breath echo the whole time.
“_____, you need to focus,” Eduard said finally. His Estonian accent filled your ears.
“Ugh! This mission is so boring!”
“Could you keep it down? The sound in the vents carry…Well, no one ever said that the life of a CIA agent was a glamoro
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*WARNING: SUGGESTIVE AND/OR SENSUAL THEMES IN SOME PLACES. NOTHING GRAPHIC, BUT STILL.
*Late one night*
Arthur slammed the car door shut and stomped towards the front door, muttering a foul string of curses under his breath. Unlocking the door, he stepped inside to be met by his twin boys, Alfred and Matthew, and his daughter Michelle.
They all ran up to him, tugging at his trousers. He managed a tired chuckle as he rubbed his sons’ heads and patted his daughter’s back.
“Yes, I’m home.” He said, gently prying them off his trousers so he could walk. The children immediately ran off, probably to continue what they had been doing before he walked through the door. He walked upstairs to his and his wife (Name)’s bedroom.
Hanging his coat in the closet and haphazardly tossing
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Once upon a time, there was a great empire that covered the entire world. This empire was made up of many different lands...and many different inhabitants. All the people and all the lands were ruled by a wise, strong, powerful and very handsome Emperor: Me! To help protect the people of my empire, I ordered my wizard to make a collection of magic scepters. I gave these special wands to the most loyal and brave people in the empire, and thus was born the Order of Wandoliers. With their magic scepters in hand, the Wandoliers could do amazing things! They used their power to protect the empire and keep the inhabitants of the world happy. It's hard to believe so much time has passed... But lately something terrible has been happening; all the Wandoliers have been mysteriously disappearing from my Empire and I have the feeling that something even more horrible will happen if the Wandoliers aren't there to keep us safe and believe me, someone
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The first thing you wanted to do as soon as you stepped on the island in Europe that consisted of the Welsh and British/English Countries...you wanted to sip some Earl Grey tea and eat some scones and crumpet; not made by England of course. But you were still here...in England. You were to love here now. You took a deep breath and held it in as you and your father walked into the airport building. You kept it held until the two of you walked into an English/British taxi. (You couldn't help but call everything "England/British".)
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" You squealed, causing the driver to slightly swerve the car and yell out "IS SHE OKAY?!" You only squealed into your cat, Neko's, fluffy coat. You were in England. Oh my gosh that sounded wrong. IN ENGLAND. Living in the country of the used to be sexy pirate! The sexy gentlemen and punk! THE HOME OF ONE DIRECTION, THE BEATLES, AND OTHER SEXY BRITISH/ENGLISH SINGERS! Not to mention some actors but most of all...
"[Y/N]! Are you
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After _______ had gone off to bed with her evil mochi Alfred strolled over to the shelf that contained her vast collection of movies. There was no way in hell he was going to sleep… No dreams for him, no sir! So he grabbed an action movie and popped it in before settling on the couch with his coffee.
About halfway through his movie, Alfred started to feel a little hungry. Not to mention he needed some more coffee so he could stay awake. Stretching, Alfred made his way to the kitchen, but when he entered he was that little monster sitting next to the coffee maker. “Didn’t _______ take you to bed?”
The demon didn’t answer, it just giggled and stared at him. Alfred suppressed a shudder, ‘It’s fine, just ignore the thing and it wont bother you…’
So, ignoring the hell spawn that was staring at him, Alfred refilled his cup with the blessing that was coffee. But just when he was about to take a sip, he
Protect Me. PrussiaxReaderOK so because I sort of make Prussia seem like the bad guy in my GermanyxReader story, I decided to make a PrussiaxReader fluff! Enjoy! :3 You know the drill, if theres **__** Infront of words then that means your thinking :3More Like This
You woke with a start, panting, lying on your back and staring at the ceiling, your heart pounding. You gulped and slid down underneath the covers. That was one creepy nightmare.
**what a freaky dream.... Damn it! WHY do I always read creepypasta's before I go to sleep?!** You thought. You suddenly felt something move your bed and you froze. You entire body heated up and your heart pounding. You then cleared your mind and remembered that it was your boyfriend, Gilbert beside you. You came out from under the blanket and looked at him. He was lying on his back, muscular arms spread and his hair was messy. You curled up against him and almost automatically, as if by instinct that he knew it was your body against his, he manouvered on his sude and wrapped h
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Previously, you woke up to find yourself at Antonio’s home, are brought your belongings over by Ivan, Arthur, and Alfred, and were invited to move into their new dorm with them- all in time for the graduation party.
You took a shaky breath as you fiddled with the shirt you were wearing, pulling at it and straightening wrinkles, then running a brush through your hair again, for good measure. ‘That’s as good as it’s going to get,’ you think to yourself, regarding your appearance in the mirror. You were currently standing in your bathroom, getting ready for the graduation party you all were invited to- in a few minutes you were all to leave.
And you were nervous.
It hadn’t completely clicked in your mind earlier that it was to be a beach party. Not that you had anything against parties- or the beach really for that matter, but it was the ocean that left you feeling a bit uneasy. Ever since the... situation with your dad, you hadn’t
Horror Movies EnglandxPunk!Reader “C’mon, Arty,” you teased, getting closer to your boyfriend’s face, poking his nose with your painted-black fingernail, a smirk on your face. “It’s just a silly movie,” you couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh.More Like This
His emerald eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a quiet sigh. “Another one, (y/n)? Isn’t this becoming something of an obsession?” his blonde hair fell slightly into his eyes as one of his large, bushy eyebrows raised in question.
You rolled your eyes as well, crossing your arms, making the horror video in your hands stick out a bit as a few of your bracelets jingled on your wrist. “Obsession?” you scoffed. “You are being the definition of a hypocrite right now,” you smirked, taking a step away from your boyfriend, holding up your hand that wasn’t holding the DVD case. “Let’s just take a count of all your obsessions. Ther
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Arthur clung to the frayed picture of you, his knees bunched against his sore chest. He whispered to you, of really what remained of you, praying to someone – something – an unknown deity at that point, begging for your return. He could feel the damage of the smoke to his lungs as he breathed, each breath coming out more and more shallow than the last.
“Oh, __________ ,” Silent tears sprung in his eyes, but he wiped them away, remembering how you always liked to see him happy. Even when he failed at cooking, fought with Francis, or accidentally swore himself into a fight with you, you had always longed to see the innocent irises of the Brit green with jubilance, and not with unneeded spite. You were aware of how easily he was angered and you were saddened by this. “Will you forgive me?” He spoke quietly, subconsciously afraid of disturbing the others around him.
What a silly notion, he thought absentmindedly. Afraid of waking the deceased
Romano X Reader: Lift OffStifling a yawn, you stretched your arms over your head and neatly folded your hands behind you. Your flight to Italy had not started yet, however you seemed to have the perfect seats. You had checked from the available seating charts listed online and had confirmed that you would have no partner for the ride. You were free to stretch and listen to whatever you wanted. The thought of sitting next to some old, drooling man and hyperactive child, who had been separated from their mother for the time being, quickly flashed through your mind.More Like This
“Never again.” You whispered to yourself as you recalled your terrible past flight experiences. A cold shiver ran down your spine and you repeated your mantra once more.
You didn’t exactly purchase luxurious first-class tickets, but coach seats were just as good. You were all getting to the same place at the same time, anyways. What did it matter?
Eight hours would pass by, you thought to assure yourself. You were properly sto
CanadaxReader, Apologizing The end of summer break. The five words a teenage girl didn’t want to hear. You flopped onto your bed, your fluffy comforter and sighed. You were about to start your grade 12 year in less than a week. This stirred up feelings of excitement and nervousness. You had to decide what program you were going to take at (college/university). These thoughts raced through your mind, and you were starting to get anxious. Then you thought about your best friend, Elizabeta, and slowly you calmed down. This was going to be an amazing year for you too. You guys did everything together, and you had known each other since you could remember. She was practically a sister.More Like This
You looked at your phone, 7:48. A smile crossed your face as you were going to be going with your friends for an end of summer break party that started at 8. Alfred Jones, the popular, fastball pitcher at your school, was hosting this party and everyone knew he could throw an amazing party. I had bette
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By WolfQueen227 [Olivia Kirkland]
You and your family sat around the table. It was Thanksgiving, but no one said a word as they solemnly ate their meals. There was a single empty chair at the table. As you glanced at it, your mind began to wander back to the events that had happened over the past few weeks, tears slowly falling from your (e/c) orbs.
-Flashback to three weeks ago-
You awoke to the sounds of crashing downstairs. You got up and worriedly headed out to the hallway, running into your brother and your mother. You all nodded to each other and then headed downstairs to look for the source of the crashing. As you
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Request for BunnymundLover4ever1
You smiled as you walked along the streets, one hand kept warm by your boyfriend’s hand and the other hidden in your jacket pocket with a glove on it. You had insisted on taking off your other glove, though, so you could better feel your boyfriend’s hand in your own.
The leaves were just beginning to fall from the trees in their variety of colors and a chilly breeze blew between your layers of clothing, making you shiver.
Matthew smiled at you, pulling your closer and wrapping an arm around you as you walked. You giggled, little foggy breaths puffing up between the two of you.
Closing your eyes, you relished in the few moments of silence you had left before going back to your house to prepare for Thanksgiving dinner.
The days went by quickly with you and Matthew cleani
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A biting chill ran through the outer layers of your coat, jacket, and sweater underneath like a nipping spear piercing through your wintery armor. A sharp drop in the temperature followed, sending shivers down your backside and running through the lengths of your limbs until your arms shook. And here you thought it was only important to keep your head warm—even that wasn’t going so well.
Despite looking prepared, your body hadn’t adjusted to the harsh temperatures of the Russian winters—yet. You had told yourself that you would get used to the weather in time, but you had yet to make any progress. How Ivan was able to do it, you couldn’t bring yourself to understand.
The early nips of winter had already arrived like a creeping shroud over the little town where you had settled in. Being no more than a visitor, the only thing you had grown accustomed to getting sick more often than you would have liked, and it just so happened that you
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The gloominess of the day was very fitting. Rain was always appropriate for funerals, no matter who the funeral belonged to. But today, and for this funeral, the cold mist seemed especially appropriate. There were other kids there, and some of them looked as if they didn’t really understand the situation. Others obviously knew what it meant, and some of them hadn’t seemed to grasp what exactly it meant yet. It was depressing seeing all the little kids, especially the ones Alfred had been good friends with. They all looked terribly sad, but none quite so much as Arthur. Arthur looked almost dead as he stared at the small casket.
It seemed like Arthur felt as if he was as dead as his little brother. His entire family was there, and if it wasn’t such a terrible occasion you would have taken more of an interest in seeing all them since you’d never met anyone in Arthur’s family besides his mother and little brother. They all looked unh
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For: Arthur Kirkland
Mon Cher, Arthur Kirkland,
I want to apologize you for everything, mon cher. I never hated you. I do not even now. I have always loved you. And I still do. Everything I said about you in front of other countries- it was just denying I so loved you. I didn’t want to show my feelings in front of others. I pretended to be number one rival. But the truth is different…
Remember the time when ma mère introduced moi to your mère? I am sorry I was so arrogant little boy. The truth is I fell in love with you from this first moment. You were different. So wild, dirty, without any manières, non-Christian, rude, holding dirty bunny in hands and speaking with your imaginary friends. Oui, I can see them. You were like different side of moi. Like Yin and Yang. Your hair was tossed, and your eyebrows… I never saw such hairy man in my life. A wild man. I already imagined you an adult. I saw the
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〖 sometimes i just want to sit by the fire and cuddle with you. 〗
“I'm freezing, Alfred.”
“That makes the both of us then, [Name].”
[Name] let out a scoff as she turned around, wrapping the blanket around her. It wasn't actually helping her, really. She wore a sweater, hoping that it would at least help her keep warm. But it was utterly useless, for she was still cold.
“It's still cold, Alfred. I don't like it,” God, she complained a lot. That was for sure. She was surprised that Alfred hadn't got sick of her yet. In fact, he only grew to get used of her complaints and whining. Which of course caused [Name] to grow even more intrigued by him. She thought- or expected he would leave her soon enough. But here they were. Together.
Alfred let out a small laugh erupted from his lips. “Well, what do you want me to do about it then, hon?”
She blinked, once, and then twice. [Name] hadn't really thought of one yet. Well
EnglandxReader- Just My RoommateYou pulled your tattered (f/c) coat closer to you as you walked down the streets, lit only by lanterns. You were just wandering around aimlessly, not having anywhere else to go. Your parents had decided to kick you out and you didn’t have any friends since you had recently moved to this neighborhood. Your breath billowed out in clouds of steam and you rubbed your arms, this cold was not making your situation any better.More Like This
“Well, at least things can’t get any worse,” you muttered to yourself. Than you felt two people roughly put their hands on your shoulders. Me and my big mouth, you thought as they led you into a darkened alley. They turned you around and you saw to men in hoods, and a shadow was cast so you couldn’t make out their faces.
“Hand over your valuables and you don’t get hurt.” One of them growled, and you suppressed the urge to laugh. You had no valuables.
“I wish, but I don’t have anything. But if
Spain x Reader - Ringtones You flex out your fingers and clench them into fists. Alright! Time to study for the Math, Science and Geography finals that's in 2 days. The computer is already off so that should help you focus more or less. The past two days you couldn't concentrate because, well, internet. A "KEEP OUT PLEASE, THANK YOU KINDLY" sign is already up on your bedroom door. And you flip open your notes.More Like This
'Well, Mama knows best when times get hard~' Your cellphone screams the "Mama Knows Best" song by Jessie J and you groan. It was your mom.
"No, no, I don't want anything from the store, no, mah, I need to study, yeah, yeah, sure ice-cream sounds nice later, love you bye." That should stop her from calling. You only left your phone on, the special habit of assigning different ringtones to all your contacts help indicate who's calling and from there you can decide whether or not to answer. Because if anyone unimportant calls right now you can ignore it, yo
Coincidence (AmericaxReader) RequestMore Like This
You really enjoyed riding the subway, it was a nice little relaxing ride where you didn’t have to worry about work, didn’t have to worry about your asshole coworkers, didn’t have to worry about rush hour traffic. You could just put in your ear-buds and forget about all the bullshit of the workday. Even when it was crowded it wasn’t all that unpleasant. You mostly kept to yourself, and you weren’t bothered by often; ear-buds are, after all, the universal ‘Please don’t talk to me’ sign.
Every now and then, though, there was someone who didn’t understand that. Sometimes it was kids, piping up from the seat in front of you to ask what your favorite color was, or what you had in your suitcase, and if they could play with it. Sometimes it was older folks, who weren’t ‘up’ on technology and didn’t get that ear-buds meant you were listening to music. And
All About Us [Finland x Reader]Back in high school, Tino fell for a girl within his year level. Her name is [First name]. She is strong, intimidating to a few but her gentle heart and willful leadership. She was the first to stop Arthur Kirkland from setting a monarchial government to the Student Council.More Like This
One time, Tino saw her buying food items at the local grocery shop. She held a lot of bags and Tino called her so he could help. [Name] was hesitated at first but then she gave in.
Tino was surprised that she goes to a family that resides in the slums of the city. He knew that she came from a well off family and so did he. His parents own a large corporation at Finland, and her parents are doctors who own a chain of hospitals all over the country.
Tino saw how she was happy that children were asking her to play with them. He saw how she made them sleep. He saw as they helped the mother cooked dinner for her seven children.
And this made Tino’s heart melt. He was labeled as the Santa Claus of the school but
England x Reader: Dancing With a Gentleman "Dude, you're kicking my butt!" America exclaimed, wildly trying to keep up with the dancing character on the screen. You giggled.More Like This
"Well, this is a girl's song!" You replied, grinning. America snuck a competitive glance at you.
"That doesn't mean that a guy can't do it!" He retorted. He struggled to complete the one move on the screen. "What the crap!?! How is anybody supposed to be able to bend like that?" He questioned loudly. You rolled your eyes with a giggle.
"Girls can!" You replied. America tossed the wii remote onto the couch as the song and dance ended.
"Dude, this game totally sucks!" He complained. "Why do girls like it, anyway?"
"Hey! This game rocks! And the only reason you don't like it is because you haven't danced to a guy's song yet!" You answered. "You have a masculine figure, so it's harder for you to match these girl moves." America chuckled.
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It was the night before a world meeting, planned to be held in London. It was your usual routine to find a hotel not too far away from the conference building and stay there until you had to return back home once the meeting was over, but despite your hardest efforts, you were simply unable to find an available room in any place in the city. When you arrived in London, you tried phoning every hotel that you figured would've had some available space for you to temporarily take, but you were left frustrated and disappointed when you realized that they were all full. You figured that part of the reason for your situation was because of the weather, since there was already a pretty heavy rainstorm by the time you arrived. This only added to your troubles when you found out that you had carelessly forgot to bring an umbrella.
But as you continued to sit there in the airport, contemplating over what you were supposed to do, a sudden thought entered your head that made your irritation disappe
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(Xbox Live Gamertag) has one friend online
The message flashed on the bottom of your TV screen. You smiled eagerly and opened the message screen to see who it was. You smiled broadly when you saw the gamertag. Combustible Scones. You giggled when almost five seconds later, you got a message from said friend.
I finally got a headset yesterday. I haven't exactly tested it out yet, but maybe I can try it while we're playing Portal today? If you have time, that is
You squealed mentally and began typing back your answer. You'd been begging him to get a headset for about a month now so that you could hear what his voice sounded like and talk to him whilst playing games together instead of just sending messages back and forth when one of you had to go offline. He'd made up many excuses as to why he couldn't get one, but apparently, he'd finally been able to.
LOL, finally!! How long have I been begging you?? I can't wait for you to test it out! And of cours
CanadaxReader: Field of MemoryMore Like This
It was a gorgeous day unlike anything you had ever seen before. The sky was a perfect blue, and the clouds were big and fluffy and formed shapes if you looked at them close enough. The sun was shinning, but not too brightly. There was a soft breeze floating on the wind. It kept you cool, but wasn't windy enough to be annoying. The many, many, many white lilies in the field were swaying gently in the wind and there, lying in the middle of them, was the most beautiful part of all.
Matthew Williams, your best friend of who-knew-how-many years, was lying peacefully in the lilies. His lavender eyes, which were framed by a pair of square shaped glasses, were closed, and he had a sweet smile on his face. His sandy-blond hair, which usually fell to just above his shoulders, was spread out on top of the flowers. His hands were folded beneath his head and you watched as his chest rose and fell peacefully underneath the red hoodie he was wearing. He was so amazing
Tell Me I'm Sexy! EnglandXReader‘I need to go there Artie, you know I get sentimental when it rains and being alone is not helping!’More Like This
‘But love, the rain is pouring. I’d rather not you get sick.”
‘But I’m already in front of your house.’
You tucked your phone inside the pockets of your wet jeans, humming happily as you did. The umbrella above your head was seemingly useless from the storm seeing as your clothes were blatantly damped by the rain, and you wouldn’t like it any other way.
Yes, the clouds were gray, lightning and thunder were striking, and heavy rain was pouring beneath the heavens, but all of those did not stop you from going to your English boyfriend’s home. You needed to be here, it was the perfect timing.
‘I can’t wait to see his reaction!’ You thought, grinning
You tucked the ends of your shirt, trying to smoothen some of the wrinkles on your damped shirt. Truth be told, you wanted your bo
Fate (Canada x Reader)Matthew Williams never usually got his hopes up for a person to see him. He knew life would always play it’s cruel joke on him, making him seem invisible to others, while in reality it was partly because he didn’t make his presence known, and partly because some people don’t notice certain details. But Matthew could notice what others couldn’t. Like when he saw the most beautiful woman ever crossing the street, with her (h/c) locks blowing slightly in the Autumn breeze, her (e/c) eyes just as bright as they were when she was younger.More Like This
Oh yes, Matthew knew this woman very well. Her name was (f/n) (l/n). He knew her because they went to the same school for their teenage years. She had been another that had never truly noted Matthew’s presence in the classroom, and as a teenager, he had already come to terms that he would never be with her.
She was the girl who could turn any frown to a smile, and her laugh was contagious to those around her. Matthew had alway
BRAVE- Kirkland Brothers X ReaderMore Like This
BRAVE- Hetalia x Reader
This is my third HetaliaxReader, so expect mistakes. Lol
I'll update this every 1-2 months
You were hiding under the table giggling softly to yourself as your mother played hide-and-seek with you. As she drew closer to the table you rushed out and hid behind a pile of weapons and shields. "___? Where are you? When I find you I'm going to gobble you up!" your mother smiled. You sneak out of your hiding place only to be spotted by your mother. "There you are!" she yelled playfully as she ran towards you. She knelt down to your height and hugged you while giggling. You squeal and laugh with your mother.
Your father walks towards you and your mother with a grin on his face. He put his bow on the table. "Honey, no weapons on the table," your mother said with a motherly commanding expression. You rushed up to him and tugged on his bow, "I want to shoot an arrow!" you said. Your mother looked at you with a worried look. You stumbled
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Werewolf!EnglandxReader- Call Me What You May- P12
You and Arthur left the room that you have been practically living in, for who knows how long. It seems like it was just yesterday when you were attacked by Arthur.... But that didn't matter anymore; what mattered was that you forgave him, and you two could just move on with your lives together.
"I can't believe I'm finally leaving this room..." You whispered to Arthur, as you held his hand in yours, and walked down that hallway.
"You haven't left that room at all?" Arthur asked in surprise.
"No, I was always to weak to leave, an the one time I tried, I passed out from fright and ended back in there..."
Arthur looked at you curiously. "You were scared at the hallways?"
"No! It just, someone was waiting for me when I left...."
You two were both silent walking down the bare hallway. The exit seemed to be waiting for you ahead. The door was pushed opened by Arthur, and held his arm out for you like the gentleman he was.
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Pirate Prince! England X Peasant Reader
The Secret of the Masked Man
* I'm watching you...*
'I have managed to escape from my chaotic family. I'm so glad. I never thought I could escape, ever since I jump through that portal in one of my evil family's attics. And I never knew magic still existed in our world. But it was so strange though, I was falling through a massive rainbow tunnel in some sort of space and time and there were objects, all different in every way, flying around everywhere. It was sort of a déja vu feeling I got from the story Alice in Wonderland which we read at our old poor primary school for people who had 'no life.' That is true, I have no life. But now since I have found the end to this multi-coloured tunnel and have escaped from my dangerous family for good, I'm wondering where am I?'
The maid landed on her kne
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Weird Ragazza / Part 1
*..Don't you remember *
'There is-a some sneaky rat in the castle! No, è una ragazza! Aspettare! She is somehow familiar-a where have I-a seen her before-a? And what-a is she doing-a in the royal garden-a?'
I caught by a male voice yelling at me, he sounded like he could state some English but he was obviously an Italian. His golden brown eyes were layed on me. I froze where I was until I turned on the spot to face the angry man. He was tall, dark and unusual handsome. He had dark chestnut brown hair, gold hazel eyes and a strange little curl sticking out of his head. He was wearing a royal servant uniform. A black full suit, followed by a grey tissue in the top right pocket and a white bowtie along his buttoned up shirt. He was carrying a gold watering can in his h
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The Secret of the Masked Man
The Ball / Part 2
*..You're all grown up *
'Damn! I really wish I didn't have to go to this bloody ball, even though it is to celebrate my 9th year on the throne is also about the loss of my best friend. Ugghh it just gives me bad headaches and awful memories. What could be bloody worse? '
The first thing you saw. Masks. All different shades of colour and style, all floating around on peoples face's in the beautiful ball room. The ball room was just incredible.
High golden chandeliers hung from the ceiling, along with little paintings of cherubs and angles covering the upper limit of the room. Torches engraved into the detailed white and golden walls, with the flames sparkling ebony red. At one end of the room, there was a massive gap for a throne. Tall, with a mix of gold and ebony red with d
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The Secret of the Masked Man
*..Why are you so different *
'Locked up again. This can't be happening, I have to be dreaming. I just hope I wake up soon so this can all end. Oh Lovino, where are you? Why aren't you here?'
The whole of the dungeon was dirty, badly secure and smelt badly. You sobbed quietly in the corner of the dungeon, wishing you weren't there. Guards were marching up and down the long corridor that kept the prisoners in. You had to go all the to the corner of your cell due to the drunk dirty pirates that were trying to claw at you with their dirty fingered hands at the other side. Luckily, there were metal bars that kept their bodies in, but not their hands. You had never felt this alone and terrified in your whole life.
One of your best friends (insert name), had told you not to give up on yourself an
England X Reader: Caught in the RainEngland X Reader: Prize for sunshineanddaisiesMore Like This
Caught In the Rain
"Oh come on," you said to your backpack as you looked through the pockets one more time. You zipped up your backpack's pockets and sat against the door. "Why today," you asked yourself, banging your head on the door softly. "Why did I have to forget my key on the only day this week it rains?" You turned your head towards the road and sighed.
On your way home it was lightly raining, but too many drops to be a sprinkle. Now, after 5 minutes of searching through your backpack, it was raining hard, almost pouring.
You sat up and sent a text to your father with the problem at hand.
Daddy... I'm in a situation..
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__________ slapped the coin from his outstretched hand,
sending it flying into the ocean.
“We don’t want your bloody money!”
Arthur sighed, his eyes narrowing, then he suddenly reached out and grabbed
__________ by her bodice string (a fashionable rope usually tied around a toga)
that, unbeknownst to her, had become untied and hung loosely from her dress. The
lace tightened immediately as he pulled her towards him like a dog on a tether.
__________ winced with surprise and embarrassment, her eyes wide and terrified.
He leaned close to her, breathing softly in her ear, making her almost lose her
balance and certainly some sense. He paused just long enough to catch her off
guard in anticipation, when he said, “You might want to keep that tied up,”
and he tightened the lace and tied a knot.
Her face flushed and she slapped him hard on the cheek. Arthur grabbed her
by her hair and planted a kiss on her lips, long and sensual.