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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“Longest week…” you muttered, and yanked the last towel from the line, “…ever.” You’d been run ragged from all the work you had done here, and then to go home and take care of things there.
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
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Sitting 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.
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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“What the hell?” Your voice was nervous, and with good reason, looking at the smoke that curled high into the blue sky. A few more low bangs escaped thru the trees, the sound alone made your stomach drop.
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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You rummaged through the mountains of cardboard boxes that didn't look like they had been touched for a lifetime; this room was filled with several centuries worth of English history and yet Arthur had never once even hinted to its existence. Every box, every item in this room held a story, and you loved stories. So far you had found what appeared to be a floor plan for the original Globe Theatre, a black and white photograph of Arthur standing outside of Buckingham palace dressed as one of the soldiers that never smile, and a rather official-looking letter from none-other than Queen Victoria herself! Just as you were beginning to wonder if anything hidden in in this place wouldn't interest you, a large cluster of pale feathers caught your eye; wasting no time in uncovering the object, you were left holding an expensive looking hat. You grinned, admiring your reflection in an ancient mirror before revealing the remaining contents of the box that the hat ha
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“Ok girl, this whole thing have been just drivin me crazy! Spill.” She said as they came to a stop.
“What on Earth are you talking about?” The young woman said as she gasped for air. She had never been quite fond of being dragged around. “Spill what?”
“Oh don't give me that, I saw the way you were eying that French hottie earlier~”
Alice blinked “I beg your pardon?”
“Francis you dummy. You've got the hots for him.”
“I most certainly do not!” Alice stuttered out in reply. “How could you even think that? Me like that...that...frog? You're delusional!”
“Oh, am I?” Amelia smirked. “I saw the way you blushed when he gave you that flower on Valentine's day. In fact, you blush a lot around him, I think you've l
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You giggled and set down your broom. "Oh yes, please, Hero, save me from the merciless dust bunnies!"
Alfred karate chopped the air a few times, trying to act like a ninja.
"Oh my! What a wonderful ninja!" You joked.
Alfred took the broom and dusted away the bunnies 'epically' and took you in his arms, holding you close to his chest. "Those evil dust bunnies are gone now, Princess. The only thing the Hero asks for, is a simple kiss," he said in a dramatic tone.
You playfully smacked his wrist and hugged him. "You pull this every day, how am I supposed to take you seriously? You're such a tease,"
"Well," he took your face in his hand, "What if I was serious?"
You blushed slightly. "Y-you're acting like Francis,"
He let go you of you but still smiled like an idiot. "Hey since you're finally done with all your cleaning, why don't we go celebrate tomorrow? We could go roller-ska
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"Is it true that Winston Churchill was one of your Prime Ministers?"
He grinned. "Yes, indeed. He was my favorite, too. Got me through the world wars-"
England was interrupted by your laughing, clutching your sides to keep them from splitting. "What's so funny?" You tried to breathe in between giggles. "Your greatest Prime Minister was born in a women's bathroom!"
England's eyes widened. "What the bloody hell are you talking about? He wasn't born in a women's restroom!"
"Yes, he was. It was during a dance"
"No, I'm afraid you are mistaken."
"Yes he was"
You took out your laptop and showed England an online article. England silently scanned the excerpt. " well, I'll be damned..." he muttered. You then gave him a swift kick in the shin. "Bloody hell! What w
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“Seriously though dudes, it looks like we only have a few of the micro-nations left.” America placed his hands on his hips and let out a loud sigh. “It's been fun, but the game is going to be ending, and soon.” A sudden laugh erupted from his throat. “Well, that's enough of that sentimental garbage, let's get things going.” Snatching you from the group, America pulled you up front and pushed the almost empty hat into your hands. “You're up.”
“I can see that.” With a cheery smile on your face, you placed your hand into the hat and pulled out a small tube of red paint. “I know we have a couple of different artists here, but since we only have micro-nations left I'm guessing this belongs to you.” You tossed the paint into Kugelmugel's lap, causing him to flinch.
“Oh, this is my item, isn't it?” He sighed, obviously relieved that nothing dangerous had been thrown at him. “I
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"Vic~ to~ ry~.." You chanted lightly as you fell back first to the ground. The seering pain moved in because of the impact, you clutched your bleeding side in pain. It was unimaginable.
You fought and had now gained Independence for your country, but seeing yourself on your state now, you didn't have that much to live for. You sighed in defeat.
"I wonder what Artie would think if he saw me here, all beaten up right now?" You thought as you giggled to yourself. "But I guess he'd just laugh at me." You smiled, ignoring the excruciating pain you felt, "He better not though, he said so himself before." Saying this, you brought yourself back to a memory of when you came back from an easy fight and came to visit Arthur, informing him of your victory.
"Hey Artie~," you call out, swaying your legs under his table. He looked at you across the dining hall where he sat and
Punk!England x Reader: Come On EileenYou were peacefully reading a book in the living room when you suddenly heard music coming from the 'music room' that Arthur made when he needed to practice. Arthur was your british boyfriend who, despite claiming he was a gentleman, tended to act like a punk rocker from time to time. Like right now, where he was probably practicing a song for a concert he was going to do with his friends tomorrow, except today they had a meeting for a band practice you assumed. As the music from the disk he was using, surrounded the entire place, you decided to go check on your boyfriend. Usually during these times, he would already be in his punk outfit, that you loved to see him in.More Like This
As you entered the room, and casually sat on one of the sofas present, you felt a little bit awkward since you were wearing a formal red dress. The only reason you were wearing such formal clothes was because when Arthur was going to leave for the band meeting, you were going to head out to attend a meeting as well. Your
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"Alfred wake up, wanker." I heard Arthur yelled. Pssh I am going to ignore him and sleep.
"Git wake up already!" Arthur shouted leaning on my door way, crossing his arm.
"Nope~ I ain't going to school" I smirked and closed my eyes. "Oh? So you are letting Ms. [l/n] down? Interesting I guess I would be the on who will impress her." Arthur chuckled walking out of my room.
Oh no he didn't. Truth to be told, Arthur and I also share a love interest in Ms. [l/n] my homeroom, history and English teacher. She was a babe. She is a real woman for crying out loud. Sure she is older than me but luckily she is 20 and I am 17 years old. She is a young teacher pretty much. Oh I just love her so much.
Anyway I must get ready for school. I do not want to let Ms. [l/n] to be upset, CAUSE I AM THE HERO!~"
-Le time skip-
It went in to school looking around to see if Ms. [l/n] is around. Sadly she isn't around. But I could still see her at classes. I went to my locker to get something but sudde
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The world around her was being manipulated; the colours blended around her, the atmosphere changing at each turn. The air was heavy with musk, a sweet aroma from the garden lingering with the deep and husky scent. It left her intoxicated, dizzy in an already spinning chaos. Here a flash of blue, there a glimpse of burgundy!- Leering grins and gruesome touches were sent her way, preventing her from surrendering to the seductive tones and haunting medley that floated in the air.
The festivities were everything she could have pictured: costumes gaudy and bejeweled- feathers, petals, pearls, and gems sewn into extravagant styles, identities of the wearer concealed by masks and
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You walked alone on the streets of London. You walked past a park while on your way back to your home. Your head was downcast and the many tears that were forming in your eyes rolled down your cheeks and onto your shoes as you cried softly.
The reason for your tears was your boyfriend, or rather, your ex-boyfriend. The two of you had had a nasty fight about half an hour ago, and he had broken up with you. You just couldn't believe it. You had been with him for two years, and yet, one argument had brought the whole thing crumbling down.
As you were walking, out of the corner of your eye you saw someone walking towards you. You looked up slightly to see a blond haired, green eyed man with enormously bushy eyebrows walking in your direction. He was wearing a long black coat with black pants, a black shirt and black shoes. He was also wearing a black driving cap and carrying a broom on his shoulder. He wa
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The truth is that I want to die.
"I'm tired" is not even done.
It really means "I'm tired of being no one"
"I'm better" is but a curse.
The truth is that I've never been worse
"I'm just cold" is what I say
so my sleeves can hide my scars away.
"I already ate" is said with a frown.
I starve to see the numbers on the scale go down.
"I'm okay" is probably the worst.
It really means I'm about to burst.
All these things are lies to me.
But you take this as the truth because what else would I be?
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You rolled your eyes as you walked over to the fridge and pulled out leftovers from Saturday night's dinner. She wouldn't even get up to coo
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"2000!" you collapsed on the ground after the barbaric training.
"Awesome madel!" Gilbert clapped his hands in amusement while approaching to you and helped you stood up. He never expected you would accomplish an impossible order.
"Such an outstanding soldier, huh?" stated his brother, Ludwig.
"Thanks..." you replied as you panted though you calmed down after ten minutes or so.
"Entlassen!(Dismiss!)" Gilbert cried "___ you
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It had been days since the Russian had fell and Arthur had lost his eye but none of them could be happier.
Once it was all over, everyone had stumbled back into the house to escape the cold that was taking them over. Though while Alfred was busy helping Arthur and Prussia and Matthew were tending to Ludwig, the Frenchman and Spaniard were occupied with making sure the Turk didn't run. Actually, they forced him to pick up the bloody Russian and carry his limp form into the cabin too.
He ended up sitting beside the unconscious the tall man in the corner because the two wouldn't let him move. He was their prisoner now.
They all huddled noisy next to the fire, talking and praying to their god to thank him that everyone was still here. Shortly after, the doctor that had come every day to care for the little Canadian came wondering in, and was shocked at what he saw; a man without an eye and two another's who were shot. Four were beat up black and blue and one was sitting in
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He walks away, hands jammed into his pockets, boiling in his own pot of irritation.
Today had been a perfectly fine day until Antonio started kidding around too much. He went so far as to pull the curl, despite the amount of times he's told him not to.
"Hey, come back! I was only playing around!" Antonio calls.
"Shut up, damn jerk!" he shouts back, still walking away. Antonio looks over at Gilbert, who just tells Antonio to leave him alone; Lovino walks faster, face searing hot.
"Stupid jerk, always playing around…how about I annoy him…? Stupid jerk wouldn't like that."
Lovino focuses on the ground, not paying much attention to the world around him, for he is busy dealing with his own to be concerned with anyone else's problems. His feet walk on their own for quite some time, and when he stops to take in his surroundings, he realizes that he's reached the edge of the town.
Dusk has begun to blanket the afternoon sky. He sighs and watches as a bus passes on the r
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You were sleeping tight and silently. Well, it was weekend, so why not. But something loud woke you up. You growled quietly and tried to get some sleep again. Loud voices didn't stop. You almost yelled something and got up quickly. You stomped your way to your living room where the voices could come. And yes, you saw many, MANY, countries just hanging out in your living room.
”___, finally you got up! It's already 11 AM!” you heard Alfred's cheery voice somewhere. You were little bit shocked about all this so you just standed there staring at this sea of countries. SEA. OF. COUNTRIES.
”I knew you were going to spend whole day alone, so I wanted to cheer you up” Alfred appeared by your side, smiling widely. You almost kicked him.
”What did you think?!” you sighed loudly. ”I almost thought you were robbers!” The American ignored you and started to tell something to you. ”Let's play one game. Fel
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[Chapter 11 -- A]
"There's a way to get her back, ya see kid~"
You froze at the words, resting your eyes on the creepy woman. You were nervous and uneasy about her presence; you were anxious to get away from her as quickly as possible.
Her possible knowledge about actually reviving Aria was the only thing keeping you in the same room as her.
"Erm....a way to get her back...?" You repeated carefully.
"Hmm...Yes, Yes~ A way~ A waaay~" She sang, smiling cheerfully at you, pulling more of the already loose stitches on her face. You could sort of see the muscle lying underneath her cheek's skin. You gulped.
"Urgh..." The woman was fairly irritating you with her cluelessness; unless she was manipulating you. You hoped it was the former. "You said...there's a way to get her back..."
"Ah, yes~ All you have to do is drag the corpse over to you; Ta-da! She'll be back with you~" The woman cackled as
2p!America x nerd!reader- Nerdy barbie(part 9)You walked closely beside Luciano with your hand in his and your head leaning against his shoulder. "We're here, Bella"More Like This
You smiled and cuddled his arm as he called you that again. "O-ok", you shyly answered back before he opened the door. You put your head down. "I wonder if Al would come and look for me..."
"Why would you think about him while you're with me?"
You shook your head. "Y-you're right! I'm sorry!"
He held your face in his hands and moved closer to you. "You should be. Don't let it happen again"
He smirked before he kissed your cheek then nuzzled your neck. "H-hold on" Your cheeks soon had pink blush across them as he kissed your shoulder and traveled up your neck. "W-wait"
"You're cute (name)", he whispered in your ear then bit it.
You squeaked a little as your hands were rubbing on his shoulder. "W-wait. S-stop it" He licked your cheek then lightly kissed your upper lip. You whined a little then he gently kissed the side of your mouth. "O-on purpose...Y
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"Now, that's not very nice love." The captain raised his eyebrow. "How about you get your own group, there." The captain pointed, (Name) blinked, her tummy sinking, almost immediately her tummy sank. She didn't move. "Do you want me to move you myself then love?" He asked, quietly, looking down at her. (Name) walked off, surprised that her legs hadn't completely turned into jelly. The Captain smiled. "A fast learner." He turned around and pointed at the largest group. "You can leave." He ordered, most of the girls contained of one's who were giggling and fluttering their eyelashes at him.
The Captain turned to the next group, which contained the mayors daughter. "Follow my crew, I will be with you in a moment." (Name) stared, her eyes widening a little in worry.
"And you love, can follow me."
(Name) stared at the pirate, not wanting to be the only one going after him. What was he going to do? Make h
The Dagger Key~ Pirate!England x Reader Part FourIt was quiet. For a moment, you wondered if you were dead, and this darkness the pits of purgatory; however, pain slowly crept its way along your limbs, until the aching grew so strong you jolted out of your slumber. A sharp sting soared from your lower back to your shoulder blades, immediately rendering you motionless. You must have hit the deck (no pun intended) harder than you first thought. What’s more, your left shoulder—the one that had been shot—twisted with a pain so indescribable you could hardly stand it. You clamped your teeth down on you lower lip and clenched your right fist to keep from crying.More Like This
Through your flashes of agony, you noticed you were in a bed. The once white sheets were stained crimson with dried blood. Shoddy-looking medical supplies and vials filled with what you could only surmise was medicine lay in messy clutters on several shelves throughout the room. The room was tossing, and you knew it was not simply because you were still swimmy-hea
DarkKing!EnglandxServant!Reader: Word is Law: Ch14You had been walking for what seemed to be hours and your body was starting to shiver. The snow started to fall heavier as if it was turning into a blizzard.More Like This
“I didn’t think this through. I should’ve at least waited until the snow stopped falling so heavy.” you said to yourself as snow fell onto your skin making you shiver.
It was starting to get dark when you happened upon a road and decided to follow it hoping it would lead you into a town. You were walking quietly breathing onto your hands trying to keep yourself warm while keeping an eye out for any of the knights that might have been sent out to find you.
You heard the sound of horse hooves behind you. Not wanting to be accidentally trampled by the horse you moved onto the shoulder of the road. You watched as a white and red carriage stopped in front of you. The carriage looked high class with a beautiful white horse pulling it. There were two men sitting out
A Fortunate Accident ~ Fai x Reader"I swear I'm gonna kill you this time, wizard!" You walked into the room just in time to see Fai expertly dodging numerous flying objects. Kurogane was chasing after him, looking more murderous than you had ever seen him before, while Fai danced around his attacks with a playful grin. Syaoran and Sakura had already gone, the kind-hearted boy clearly not wanting the princess to be around with this going on.More Like This
"Easy, there, Kuro-puu," Fai teased, not appearing to be even slightly nervous. Which was strange; Kurogane really was trying to kill him. Well, that's what it looked like, at least. You knew that if you were in that situation, you wouldn't be taking it so calmly. But you guessed that was just one of the many differences between you and the blonde-haired magician.
A loud crash brought your attention back to the present. Kurogane had thrown a punch at Fai but he had dodged, sending the ninja's fist crashing into the wall behind him. You turned to Mokona, who was now p
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(Name) slept for another hour or so, and left her cabin to see everyone else on the ship was now awake as well. Wang Yao was cleaning up around the ship, Alfred and Matthew were
having a conversation, and Arthur was up ahead looking out to the sea with a telescope.
"He's determined, aru." She turned to Wang Yao, who was also looking up at England. "To find his brother that is."
(Name) smiled softly. "Yes I know. It's sweet, actually. I can tell he really cares about him." Yao smiled and nodded in agreement. "So where are we going to next anyway?"
"Wherever the sea takes us, aru."
"You mean we're just going to the first piece of land we see?"
Yao nodded. "Besides, anywhere we go there could be more of our friends waiting for us."
"I guess that's true. Hey.. aren't you worried about your brother too?"
Yao looked down and sighed. "To tell truth, I am. But he's tough so he can hold his own against them."
"That's good to hear."
"Yes it is.. Do you have anyo
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Things would start the same all the time. It was ordinary. Boring, overused, and repeated. Some people liked it that way, while others weren't so fond with it. It didn't really mind to many people as they are already fond of living the life that they are in now. But, although it didn't apply to everyone, but the common a person's routine was would be waking up in the morning, get ready, eat breakfast, attend either their work or school, come home, do homework or any household chores, eat, shower, sleep, then repeat.
But as for (Name), it started to grow different.
She was just an ordinary high school student at that time. Cute smile, bright eyes, and a kind enough heart. She had a decent amount of friends, Internet or real life (But, in this case it didn't really matter). School days, she would wear the required uniform that had to be worn to the school she attended, APH Highschool, and on regular days, she'd wear whatever she'd fee
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“Iggy, give it up, it’s no use. We’re stuck here, and we’re gonna be stuck here until America comes to save us, or until those Macaroni brothers decide to let us go, which we both know could take a very long time,” you pointed out, watching as England tried to dig his way out of the cell you were both being held in. His face was covered in sweat and dirt. You sat with your back against the wall, crossing your arms defiantly. You wanted out as much as he did, but how the heck was digging supposed to work?
“Oh bullocks. There is no way I’m waiting for that stupid America to come and rescue us. He’ll probably get his butt captured and thrown in here with us! Then where would we be!?” England protested. You were surprised he hadn’t told you not to call him ‘Iggy’. Then again, you called him that all the time, and he never seemed to mind.
“Still in this cell?”
HetaliaXUnnoticed!Reader- Ch.2More Like This
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
HetaliaXUnnoticed!Reader- Ch.1More Like This
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
EnglandxReader: Family MorningsMore Like This
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!
AmericaxReader - I Won't Give UpMore Like This
~*~ 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
EnglandxReader - Half a Cup of MagicMore Like This
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
EnglandxReader - Accidental ConfessionsMore Like This
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&
Estonia x Reader ~ iSpyEstonia x Reader ~ iSpyMore Like This
“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
Flappy Bird [Loki x Reader]Warning! Strong language.More Like This
Loki and Tony jumped at the loud voice and turned to look at the owner who sat on the sofa curled up as a ball. ”CAN'T YOU FLY STRAIGHT?!”
”What is she doing...?” Loki questioned, not taking his eyes of off you as you continued tapping on your phone screen.
”I don't know....” Tony answered ”But I advice that you stay away from her.”
”THIS BIRD!!!” you yelled and shot up from the sofa, glaring at your phone ”WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!”
”Oh.” Tony commented as he continued to watch you yell at your phone.
”What?” Loki asked, looking over to the man of iron.
”She's playing Flappy Bird.”
”What is that?”
”A game from hell.” Tony answered darkly before he took his coffee and left the room, leaving Loki alone in the same room as the pissed off woman.
”ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!”
God, I love Conventions (Tom Hiddleston x Reader) The con is absolutely buzzing with people, and you haven't even set foot inside the hotel yet. It's beautiful, the sight. You inhale deeply and think 'ahhh I already smell the nerd'. You crack a grin to yourself before sliding the diadem onto your head, and walking through the front doors.More Like This
At least six people stop and gawk at your cosplay. You have spent months and months working on this Lady Loki and you couldn't be more excited to show it off. Your hard work doesn't go unnoticed as several people run up to you with cameras begging for pictures. You put on your Loki face and muster up your best british accent.
"If you mortals insist," you say, barely able to contain the smile as you strike a pose and are swarmed by photographers.
'What a good start' you grin to yourself as you walk through the halls, still getting stopped every now and again for pictures. Pulling out your phone you let out a frightened yelp and sprint to Loki's Panel, in
Chocolate (Tom Hiddleston x reader)"Mmmhmmm.." You hummed to keep your self from making any facial expressions. The New York convention you were planning to go to is many months away. But you wanted to be prepared. You worked hard on the small details of your costume. You even brought a corset for the 'goddess' look.More Like This
All you had to do was keep your skin clear and smooth, and so this is how Tom, a very good friend of yours who you oh so happen to have a crush on. Finds you sitting around doing 'girly beauty' stuff.
"I'm gonna look so purty!" You beamed happily after complete applying the bitter sweet chocolate that sat in a small bowl infront of you.
"Hmm I guess now I just have to waste 10 minutes or so" you tapped at your lips. Then quickly began to clean up the little chocolate mess. It only took a few minutes before you were out of things to do.
"Hmm who could that be?"
"Coming!" Taking a large breathe you turned around and headed towards the door quickly. Once the door was ope
This Day of Valentines [Loki x Reader]'Stupid, stupid, stupid… this is so friggin' stupid, [y/n], don't do it. If you buy this, and if you give them to him, you'll only be hurt in the end,' you scold yourself repeatedly in your mind as you proceed to purchase the heart-shaped box of chocolates. As you walk out of the convenience store with your bag, you growl in frustration, muttering, "Why don't you listen to yourself?" You blush in embarrassment when a few fellow humans warily skirt around you, the crazy lady talking to herself angrily on Valentine's Day. 'Oh dang it, I am not single and bitter,' you think desperately, even though they obviously cannot hear the attempt to put them at ease.More Like This
Back at Stark Tower, there are paper hearts hung everywhere, and JARVIS is playing romantic music softly for any lovebirds that happen to be home - you're fairly certain that Thor and Jane are somewhere and that Clint and Natasha are out (although no one really knows for certain i
Cat got your tongue? ( Loki x Reader ) Oneshot "Ugh, I can't believe you!"You yell,voice lined with irritation as you angrily stomp up the stairs that led to your small apartment.Attempting to keep up with your fast pace,an equally as angered Loki swiftly followed behind you,leather boots clacking against the floor as he went.More Like This
It had been merely three months since your close friend,Tony,had requested that the Demi god stay with you for the time being,on account that the infamous Stark Tower was currently being rebuilt.Due to the vile crimes that he had committed against New York,Loki was banished to Earth where he would spend the rest of his life,and of course since the tower was where most of The Avengers resided it was they're responsibility to watch over him.Being the kind hearted generous person that you were,you accepted Loki into your home humbly,but he has only proven to be a pain in the behind.Not to mention that he was quiet possibly the most stuck up snottiest person you had ever encountered.
What A Night It Was (Tom Hiddleston x reader)More Like This
You looked outside at the falling snow, thinking about how beautiful it was, and how much you just wanted to go outside and roll around in the cold fluffiness. You giggled as an image of Tom Hiddleston-you're boyfriend-playing in the snow with you popped up in your head. You sighed, looking at the clock. He should be home from the shoot any minute...
Today was February 9th, Tom's birthday, and you wanted to make it special. However, you found yourself with no ideas and it sort of upset you. However, you pushed the sadness aside and went to the kitchen. You were going to brew up some nice homemade hot chocolate before he got home. It was the least you could do.
Tom rushed into the house and urgently stripped his coat, gloves, and shoes off. He was late by a half hour and he knew you'd be there, waiting.
"(y/n) I'm home! Sorry I'm late!" he yelled as he walked through the house, looking for you. He got a bit worried when you weren't in the sitting room, because he figured that's wher
A Companion (Moriarty x Reader One Shot)You were a bad person. It was just a fact of life.More Like This
You didn’t care. In fact, you enjoyed it. Being evil was so delightfully delicious and terribly fun. It also meant you got meet the most interesting people, including your current boyfriend, Jim Moriarty.
You thought about that for a moment, relishing in the memory of the first time you’d met, before wrapping your arms around his neck from behind, “Jim~”
He was at his desk, working on something you knew was important, and didn’t stop to respond, “Why do I get the feeling I’m not going to like what you’re about to say?”
You spun him, forcing him to stop, an action only you could get away with and even then it was still a little dangerous. He glared up at you but you ignored it, straddling his lap as you tugged at his tie.
“You want something. What?” He stated flatly.
You gave him your best pouty face, a move you only pulled when you really, really wanted something,
Grand Theft Auto - DeanxReaderxSamThe sun scorched down on the three already exhausted hunters. Sam, Dean, and (y/n) sat impatiently against the gas station brick wall. Dean glanced down at (y/n) who placed her messy (h/c) hair onto his shoulder.Sam looked over at Dean who gave him a smug look.More Like This
"DAMMIT!" She yelled startling the boys. (y/n) sat up looking wide eyes off into a red pick up truck pulling in.
"What?" Dean asked worriedly.
"Bobby!" She exclaimed. "W-We have to go see him!" She yelped getting up to her feet.
"What's going on, (y/n)?" Sam stopped her in her tracks. She spun around, whipping her long hair.
"I-its. ITS JUST IMPORTANT TO SEE HIM." She said clutching her head with one of her hands. Before any of them could ask anymore questions, she sighed looking over her shoulder at a red pick-up truck pulling into the gas station.
"How do we get to Bobby's? The car's broke, and we have no money." Sam said looking down at (y/n).
"Put your hoods up, boys." She said pulling her leather jacket over to cover half h
Reader X Sam - So Cold (Request)Sam X Reader for (MiaVilla)More Like This
“Please, I’ll do anything; just let them go.” You say as you look over to at your younger siblings lying quietly on your bed. “Anything?” The man asks his black eyes shining in the moonlight as he stands beside your bed. Tears fill your eyes as you stand in the doorway in your white night gown and say, “I’ll give you anything you want, just please leave my family alone.” The man looks you up and down then smiles sinisterly as he says, “Too bad there’s nothing you have that I want.” You watch horrified as the man reaches out and snaps your little brother’s neck while your little sister catches on fire screaming out for help. “No!” You scream out as you run toward them only to have your body thrown back out of our bedroom door, it slamming shut behind you. “Mikey! Sarah!” You scream out as you run back to the bedroom door and start banging on it tryin
Oh...my..shisus...I have turned part ELFish NOOOO I'M SORRY TEUKIE~~ ; ^; BUT THE FISH WAS TOO STRONG XD! Haha anyway how is life~? ouo Spring break coming up for any of you guys?More Like This
Tagged #21. Who is your Ultimate bias?More Like This
Not sure (yet)~ I'm working on it ...
2. Favorite M/V?
BOYFRIEND's Boyfriend (so cute ò_ó)
3. Favorite clothing item?
Shirt :3 Haha, even though I'm a girl I like suits (and I'd even want to try to wear one)
Drawing, writing & listening to music ... Kpop <3
5. Favorite KPOP moment?
6. What would you do if you saw your bias(es) on the streets of your hometown? I think I would explode. XD
Pretend like I don't know them (lol, I don't want them to think I'm a stalker), but then in the end I'd have a break down /begins to sing Suju-M's Break Down/
And because of that they'd come to rescue me :iconasdfghplz:
7. Have you ever been to a KPOP Concert? If so, who was it?
Nope (no Kpop concerts here in Denmark ... we're not many fans)
8. Favorite Album?
NU'EST's 1st single, Face ^^
9. Favorite Video Game?
Rayman (yeah, I sometimes play it with my brothers on their - my - PS3)
Hongbin of Vixx-Love letterMore Like This
Prompt Song: Vixx- Love letter
Character/Person: Lee Hongbin from Vixx
Song listened to while writing: Love letter and Someday-Vixx
You knew today would be a pain, because it was Valentine’s Day and all your friends had worked hard on making chocolates for the people they love or their boyfriends. You, however, didn't do anything like that. There is one person who you love: Hongbin. But you were definitely friend status. Things with Hongbin were so easy and comfortable, but you had left him a lot of signals, which he never responded to. So in a way, you gave up hope for anything more with him.
His perfect smile and light brown hair that framed his face just right....you were completely in love with him. All those gentle touches and hugs when you two were hanging out...must not be much at all.
With a sigh, you stood as the bell rang to indicate the end of the school day. In a way, it was good to be al
Selfish! Romano X Clueless! ReaderMore Like This
Selfish! Romano X Clueless! Reader
Warning: Romano language…not too bad though
Lovino Vargas sat bored, in the back of class, staring at the clock and waiting for the bell to ring, signaling the end of school for the week. His eyes wander over to you, his best friend. You were frantically scribbling down the last of the notes; your face, scrunched up with concentration. A smile crept on to Lovino’s face as he remembered when you first met.
It was kindergarten and you just moved from (pick a place). The teacher introduced you to the class and a small boy with red-brown hair that had a weird curl coming out of the side of his head and closed eyes came up to you.
“Ve, bella, my name is Feliciano, would you like to be my friend?”
You tilted your head slightly confused. “Bella? My name’s not Bella, it’s ______.”
“No, silly, Bel-“ he was cut off by another boy that looked very similar to the o
A New Country? Pt. 2 (RomanoxSpainxReader)More Like This
A New Country? (RomanoxCountryxSpain)Pt.2
(In that lady's voice who says the funny and history stuff)
The new country named _____ended up staying at Mr. Spain’s house. Miss_____ is a very small country and she is known for perfecting everything. However, ____ is more commonly known for being able to do everything. Most people become jealous towards poor little _____ so she really doesn’t have any friends. Because of this _____ has developed a “Cute face” making it hard for anyone to resist her. You go _____!
“______!” Spain called from the door.
The little girl has been staying at Spain’s for a few weeks and she has proven to be able to be able to handle things on her own and keep Romano in line. ______ walked to the door and looked up at the Spania
A New Country? (Chibi RomanoxSpainxReader)More Like This
A New Country? (Chibi RomanoxCountryxSpain)
The brunette known as Spain woke up extra early hoping to avoid waking up to Romano’s headbutts. Spastically, he ran around his room finding his ‘tomato picking clothes’ and slipping them on without making any sounds. Once he was done dressing, he went to go check on the useless yet adorable little country. Romano was sleeping peacefully and his curl bobbed up and down along with the steady breathing. Spain smiled; no matter how much trouble Romano was, he was still glad to have him. Although, poor Romano has no one to play with. His brother wasn’t even an option in his mind and he didn’t like older people that much unless they were female. Even then, Spain thought it was just to make him mad, and man, did it work.
Spain made it down to his kitchen when he heard a faint cry from outside. He listened for it again, but it never came back. Assuming, it was just his imagination; he strolled alongside his lovely ripe
Italy x Reader x Romano *LEMON*(Y/n) breathed softly underneath the shade of the tree, staring up at the birds dancing in the foliage. The summer heat began to take its toll on her as the waves of heat penetrated her thin clothing and coated her body with a film of sweat. A welcoming cool breeze caressed her overheated body. (Y/n) slowly sat up and took in her surroundings.More Like This
'Good,' she thought to herself. 'No one is around.' Slowly, she slid her hands under her shirt, unclasped her bra, and tossed it aside. She gave her sore breasts a small squeeze as an attempt to soothe the aching masses of flesh. Once the ache was gone, she sat back down, letting the grass tickle her skin. The serenity was shattered once a vibrant voice entered the space.
"Ve, Bella! We are making pasta, come join us!" The northern half of Italy shouted.
"But I'm tired!"
"Come on bella! Please!" With a sigh (y/n) pushed herself off the ground and walked towards Italy.
"Ok," she grinned. The Italian dragged her into the kitchen and was welcomed wi
Iceland x Reader x Hong Kong"__________."More Like This
The nation paused in her tracks, only to look over her shoulder to see the handsome Cantonese man she had a crush on for a while standing there with a stoic expression on his face.
A smile spread across her face and she turned around to face him full.
"Hey, Hong Kong," she sang out happily, causing a light pink color to dust across his light colored cheek bones.
Not noticing this, _______ continued on, "So what did you think of the meeting today?" She laughed slightly, waiting patiently for his reply.
"You know, they never change."
Hong Kong gave her a small smile but then he ran his hand through his dark hair, "I...uh...well, Ice and I are watching a movie tonight...and we were wondering if you'd like to join us."
A scarlet red blushed spread across _________'s face and she tried to find the courage to speak clearly to her crush.
But Hong Kong on the other hand was beginning to regret his invitation.
What if she didn't feel the same way about him? What if she w
Romano x Mochi!Reader True Mochi's First Kiss (C4)More Like This
At 6:15 in the morning is when Lovino's eyes fluttered open, due to a stirring in his bed. It wasn't him stirring, so who was it, exactly? When he turned to face his precious little mochi, he did NOT find what he was looking for. Instead he found a girl with (h/l) (h/c) with (s/c) skin that complimented her light blue silk nightgown.
Lovino screeched bloody murder before flying off of the mattress, making you squeal in utter horror as you turned to see your owner. Only, he looked less tall. Actually, you looked just about his height. Why was that? You looked at your hand, hoping that you wouldn't see one. Sure enough, you did.
"OH MY GOD!" you yelled out in both terror and excitement. You wanted to smile and scream in joy. You were finally human! Instead you sat there with a look of total confusion on your baby face. Your pure (e/c) orbs were widened in shock. Why were you human? You couldn't recall anybody kissing you. Unless...
Romano x Mochi!Reader True Mochi's First Kiss (C3)More Like This
Well, it's been about three months since you've met Lovino, amd you were loving every minute of your time with him. He took you everywhere with him, from visits to his friends' house to restaurants and other public places. People were charmed by the Italian flags you would whip out every now and then just for the fun of it. The best part was that you could snuggle with your loving Lovino every day during siestas or good night sleeps. Mochi instincts told you he was the best owner in the whole damned universe! Human instincts told you that he was the love of your life, the man of your dreams. He was totally cute, kind, and that curl on his pretty head made you curious. Today it was Christmas Eve, and Lovino was taking you to the World Summit to have fun with the other countries, but it was only because Feliciano had convinced him to come. You could hear the brothers' conversation in your head as you were tucked in your basket in the passenger seat.
"No way am I going!" Lovi shouted, "I'
Romano x Mochi!Reader True Mochi's First Kiss (C2)More Like This
Romano x Mochi!Reader
True Mochi's First Kiss- Chapter 2
"Ve~! Now, little mochi, you must be good to your new owner. Do you understand?" Feliciano whispered through the cloth of the basket you were tucked in. You replied with a soft "Mikyuu." You felt the cheerful bounce in Feliciano's steps as he walked along to who knows where. You didn't pay attention to that though, for you were excited. Feli said his brother was a total mochi-lover, and you needed the snuggles and royal treatment. After all, you were kicked around by a bunch of abusive Italian gangs you just happened to walk by. You could also remember being picked up and thrown by a blonde German into a cart of tomatoes when you bumped into his leg, and the cart owner dug you out and punted you into a garbage can. That was a frightful memory, and it went out of your head when you heard loud a loud 'tap tap tap'. Feli was knocking on a door. Then the door right away creaked open and you felt your basket move foward.