Playing Tricks (PrussiaxReader)
God… I hate the exams. Gilbert tried not to let out a stifled yawn as he began to lean his chair back. And I didn’t even study for them!
He turned his head to peer around himself for a moment, and then his shoulders sagged again as he hung his head. I’m not even sitting next to any smart students… can’t copy off of them…
And he hadn't had any sleep last night either, because he had been out at your house with some beer and wurst. Gil had come up with some brilliant idea to come over unexpectedly to have a slumber party, and somehow he had managed to drag you, the intellectual, logical, usually smart student, into having a late-night party the day before the exams. Great.
"It was a great idea. Who doesn't like slumber parties?" Gilbert sighed and propped his head on his hands, which caused the baggy sweatshirt he was wearing to scratch his face. "I don't even know why I had to borrow this jacket from
Playing Games (PrussiaxReader)More Like This
A Hetalia fanfiction
“Let’s play a game.”
“No.” You looked down at your exam preparations and continued to study, writing in your notebook as you did.
“Come on! What’s wrong with playing games? I’m bored.”
“Can’t you see I’m studying for my exams, Gilbert?” You still refused to gaze at him, instead focusing on your impossibly complex textbooks and test prep workbooks. Why the hell did he have to come to you now, of all times, when you had to study? “C’mon—I’ll play a game with you tomorrow. Right now we should be studying. Where are your textbooks?”
“Left ‘em at home,” explained the German—or as Gil would say, “Prussian”—as he reclined against your apartment’s couch. “Let’s just play one game. One game. I swear, that’s all I want. You
So mean! (Denmark x Short!Reader)“Mathias!” You called, your voice echoing through the wooden hallways of the small home you shared. You didn’t hear a response. You growled with annoyance. “MATHIAS!” You yelled, raising your voice. Still no response. This caused you to hop out of your comfortable bed, and march down the cold hallways of your home. You managed to stomp extremely hard, just to make yourself known. Soon enough, you reached your boyfriend’s room. His door was shut. Your hand wrapped around the doorknob and wiggled it back and forth rapidly. It was locked. This is unusual. You thought to yourself, staring at the firmly locked door with a quizzical look on your delicate face. Luckily, this door could easily be opened with a safety pin, bobby pin, paper clip, et cetera. Though you really didn’t want to drag yourself all the way into the kitchen to find one. Luckily, a glimmer of silver caught your eye. Your head naturally gravitated upwards, to where you firstMore Like This
PrussiaxReader - Words Beginning With 'A'"You have 1 new chat request" read the little notice on your computer screen.More Like This
You were in your bedroom on the top floor of your two-storey house, working on your school assignment that was due in two weeks' time. You sighed and minimised your Word window, before clicking on the notice. Up popped your chat box.
"AwesomePrussian: What's up?"
Oh great. It was Gilbert, the most annoying guy you knew.
"You: What do YOU want?"
"AwesomePrussian: You. Come on, play nice. Long time, no type. What have you been doing?"
"You: I was chatting with you about 15 minutes ago. And I'm doing homework. You remember homework, right? That stuff that our teachers give us to work on at home?"
"AwesomePrussian: It was longer than that. And I'm far too cool to be doing such menial things as homework. Besides, I'm not at home, so doing it now would defeat the point of 'homework'."
"You: Yeah, probably more like twenty minutes. Still not long enough. A
ScotlandxReader - Bed SheetIn the midst of a bright winter's morning a young woman stood by her bedroom window, looking at the snowy landscape as if the sight was foreign to her. The wind had a particular bite to it that morning. So chilly was the air that it seeped through her nightdress and diffused into her skin, causing her breathing to deepen from the sudden shock to her body. She shivered a little and ran her hands along her arms in an attempt to warm herself up, but alas it was to no avail. Still though, the morning was particularly spectacular to behold, and she did not wish to go back to bed just yet. The highlands were beautiful this time of year. The sky was so blue and the land was awash in beautiful whites, even a painter would have been hard pressed to improve upon the view.More Like This
"Yoo're wakin' lassie?" Came a voice from behind her, slightly heavy with sleep.
"Hmm..." She breathed in acknowledgement, flashing her warm smile towards the man lying in the bed behind her. "It's rather cold..."
A deep, hea
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The Rule of a Gentleman # 239
When you say “I love you”, say it in a way she’ll want to hear it. Look her in the eyes; grasp her hand, and lean close to her. So she knows you’re truly serious.
Today was a special day; it marked yours and Arthur’s fourth anniversary as a couple. And today Arthur wanted to make it a day to remember; for the both of you. Arthur had gotten up early to get things ready for the day. Arthur strategically placed notes, hints, and riddles all over the house for you to find him. Now all he needed to do was wait for you to wake up; and his plan would commence.
Rolling over in bed to snuggle up to your Brit; only to feel around he wasn’t there. Sitting up in bed and wide awake; you look over to Arthur’s spot to find a folded piece of paper resting on his pillow. Looking at it for a moment you hesitantly take the paper and unfold it to see it was for you.
What you could gather from the letter was that you were
EnglandxReader - Until ThenThe rule of a Gentleman # 12More Like This
Play with her hair when she’s laying on your chest
He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have you in his life. He couldn’t believe how you would do anything to see him, anything for him; even if it meant going through hell and back. He doesn’t even understand why you go through what you so and do so much for him- just for him. There are days when he comes home from work and he literally looks for anything to start a fight in order to get rid of his work related stress, anger and aggravation; and you stand there and let him yell and scream at you knowing it’s not you he’s angry with, when these fights are said and done you smile and ask if he’d like any dinner you cooked. Of course it puzzles him greatly, how you could stand there and through it all and listen unfazed, and never attempt to fight or argue back.
In his own opinion you’re angel – his own angel. He doesn’t feel like he d
Hetalia AmericaxReader - Stuck in a BoxMore Like This
“Hey, everybody! Let’s play Hide-and-Seek!”
I smiled up at my Prussian friend standing on a nearby tabletop. The crazy albino had just recommended that we all play Hide-and-Seek at one of his famous parties (or, rather, infamous parties). He and his two best friends, Antonio and Francis, claimed to be “it”, and they turned around and began to count.
“C’mon, _____,” said my best friend Alfred. He took my hand and led me upstairs and down a hallway, stopping when we came to an almost empty room. We went inside the room, closing the door behind us, and spotted a large footlocker that was big enough to just barely fit me and Alfred.
“Ladies first,” he said with a smirk.
I raised an eyebrow at him. “Uh, no,” I responded, pushing him toward the footlocker.
He sighed, opening the lid and stepping inside. When he slid into a comfortable position, he smiled at me and said, “C’mon in. The air is fine.
Forgot My Birthday- EnglandxReader.:England:.More Like This
"I feel like I'm forgetting something, poppet..." England murmured from the crook of your neck as he hugged the blushing you from behind. He sighed, tickling the nerves on your skin and you blushed even more.
"How could I even begin to remember anything when you keep on distracting me, hm, England?" you murmured back to him, pouting cutely at his reflection. Currently, you were trying to prepare yourself for the day in the bathroom, but England wouldn't even leave you alone for a second.
"Well, can you just try to remember for me, love?" he nudged you, caressing your backside before letting you go. You watched from the reflection of the bathroom mirror as he made his way over to a calendar hanging in the room, hopping over the Unicorn lying on the tiled floor in the process.
You hummed as you brushed your teeth. England hummed back, contemplating the dates, before calling out to you again, "Love, today is the 23rd of April, is it not
Your Turn- PrussiaxReaderMore Like This
.: Prussia :.
"Gilbert, come on," you groaned when Gilbert would continually ignore you, poking his cheek in annoyance, "Get up and off your sexy ass already and go check up on the baby..."
Gilbert smirked faintly in his pretend sleep, deciding to just encase you in his strong arms and buff chest to keep you from moving. You frowned at your husband and the sounds of your darling child calling for you and Gilbert, sleepy parents, from the nursery room.
Sleepily, you said to Gilbert again, "Please Gilbert, it's your turn to check on the baby..."
Gilbert lifted one of his eyelids to allow his piercing red eyes to stare at you, a smirk playing up one his albino face, "Why should I, Fräulein?"
You rolled your eyes at Gilbert's playful banter, deciding to immediately step up Gilbert's motivation towards getting out of the warm pillows, cocoon of blankets and your hot body temperature. Slowly sitting up, you slung a leg over Gilbert's other side, effectively straddling him, "Because, big
Hetalia EnglandxReader - Stuck In a BoxMore Like This
"Alfred! Where are we going?!" I said as Alfred pushed me along through his gigantic house.
He snickered. "You'll see~!"
I rolled my eyes.
We arrived at a door, which Alfred opened and shoved me into the room, closing and locking the door. It turns out the room wasn't a room-- it was a closet. It was a small, empty closet, barely able to fit two people.
Wait. Two people. . .
I banged my fist on the door. "Alfred Foster Jones! Get me out of this closet, or so help you, I will--"
Before I could say any more, the door opened and Arthur was pushed in. The door closed, pushing Arthur closer to me. I could see his emerald green eyes staring at me through the darkness. My face heated up, and I felt his heat up as well.
"Ah. . . Arthur. . ."
"Oh, _____," he muttered. "H-Hello, love. . ."
"Um. . . Did Alfred drag you in here, too?"
He nodded. "Yes. He didn't even bother explaining to me why."
"Ah. . ."
He didn't know, but I did. Alfred knew about my crush on Arthur; he probably thought t
A Guide to Writing Hetalia Reader-InsertsIntroductionMore Like This
I would like to start off this guide by saying upfront that the only fanbase that I write for is Hetalia. Why do I choose Hetalia, and why do I stick with it? Well, to put it simply, it’s because the main story doesn’t really have a story. Every single character is undoubtedly round. There’s so much to work with in terms of being able to set them in alternate universes (AU’s) because the characters are essentially timeless.
With that out of the way, I should also say that these are my opinions and my opinions alone. If you don’t follow everything according to this guide, that’s not to say that you will burn into a fiery crisp or have your eyes gouged out, but personally, I will judge you. In short, I will think you are either ignorant, misguided, or an attention whore. I’m usually left to assume the latter. This guide isn’t completely dogmatic nor am I trying to be arbitrary as I’m sure I break some of the
NorwayxReader- Nice GuysLukas sat nervously in his car, waiting for you to come outside. You were going on your first date together after being friends for 5 five, and he had only just confessed a few weeks ago. You were both nervous but excited too, you had liked each other for so long.More Like This
Lukas was worried though. He wasn't like all of your other boyfriends. They had been total jerks and he didn't see why you had liked them, but for whatever reason some relationships had lasted a long time. He was the complete opposite of them though, being so monotone all the time. He had to find a way to make sure you liked him.
He had to become a jerk too.
You followed Lukas inside the restaurant, stomach going crazy with nervousness. Making your way over to your reserved table, you noticed how he didn't hold the door for you or pull out your chair. It wasn't that big of a deal, you were just slightly surprised. After all, he used to do that for you. You shrugged it off, ready for a great meal.
"So, how was your day Lukas?"
Awesome Trio x Reader: Prank CallsAwesome trio x reader: pranksMore Like This
(Y/N)= your name
(F/N)= fake name
(F/C)= favorite country. If your favorite country is America, Prussia, Or Denmark than choose your 2nd or 3rd favorite country
~Awesome trio p.o.v~
"Ze awesome me is bored!" Whines Prussia
"I agree" says Denmark
"Hm... I have an idea on how we can cure our boredom" America says with a mischievous smirk, Prussia and Denmark look and smirk evilly at each other
"So what's is it?" Asked Denmark
"We should prank call (Y/N)!" Exclaims America
"But the Frau knows our phone numbers" Prussia states and Denmark nods with agreement
"We can use the *67 and she will never know it was us" America grabs his cell phone "what should we say?" He asks Prussia and Denmark
"Hm... Will we should pretend to be stalkers and call her, she lives with (F/C) right? Will we can go to her house and ding dong ditch and then we can call and say that we are always watching her and (F/C) and we freak her out, I can already imagin
Chocolates~(RomanoXReader) You quickly glanced around the room, seeing as no one was around you slowly walk towards the kitchen, no one was there either. Smirking to yourself you grabbed the small ladder, and place it in front of the huge cabinet wall you had. Climbing all the way to the top you opened the smallest door, and reach in to grab a golden box. Picking out on of the finely wrapped squares and shut the box closed, you softly close the cabinet's door then began climbing down the ladder. Once everything was set back to place you smiled widely and jump up to sit on the counter. Slowly you unwrap the nice treat and throw away the wrapper. Checking once again to make sure no one was around you were about to placed the chocolate into your mouth whole, when a loud, "NO!" came out of no where. You jumped and turned around to see your boyfriend, Romano, standing at the door way, pointing at you like you committed some sort of crimeMore Like This
"(y/n) What the fuck do you think your doing!?" he s
-Water- IcelandXExcited!ReaderThe two of them sat there, near the window. Lukas with his hardcover copy of Jonas, Emil with Absolution and a bowl of black liquorice. This is how their visits normally went, calm and hushed. It was peaceful... So peaceful, that Emil had to stifle a sigh of content, as not to break the silence.More Like This
It was eventually broken, of course, by a small noise outside, off in the distance.
"What was that?" Emil asked, his voice sounding unnaturally loud in the previous quiet.
"Who knows? Probably a bird."
Emil hummed in acceptance, returning to the black-lettered text on the crisp pages of his novel.
A few moments later, the sound came once again. It was louder, and if either of them would have thought it possible, they would have recognized that it wasn't a bird. But who comes all the way out here for... anything? Everyone that knows Lukas should know not to come to his home unless they've called first, or else he'd slam the door in their face. Especially if they were Danish.
[Romano x Reader] Heart Transplant"You jerk!" Romano almost screamed at you, "Why didn't you tell me about your illness?! You got me worried, you idiota!"More Like This
"Stop it Romano!" Spain intervened, "You're making (Name) feel bad!"
The two argued as you lie down the hospital bed. You chuckled weakly, amused by the two. "You guys..." a faint smile plastered on your frail face, "If you keep on doing that, I may never see you two get together peacefully again..."
"Oi! Don't say that!" the Italian went over to your side, "It's as if you're going to die!"
"I-I only have 50/50 chance to live you know," you said, "Which means, I need to tell you right now..."
"What is it?" he said longingly, his chocolate brown eyes locked into your (Eye Color) eyes, "And don't tell me anything stupid about dying!"
"Well... this is stupid b-but... I-I really love you, R-Romano." A blush heated your cheeks, looking at your best friend, "I-I know it's wrong falling in love with you... My best friend... but-"
"Hush, bella," his voice lowered and
Competition RomanoxReader "If you're not afraid of it, then why don't you play it?"More Like This
It was that simple sentence that had gotten him into all of this. It was what had caused him to even accept a challenge, and now here he was, hours later, legs crossed under him, gaze intently fixated on the screen of your television as his thumbs rapidly went around hitting buttons.
A loud, Italian curse rang through the room as the man's current controller was flung to the ground. You couldn't help but dawn a superior smirk as you looked towards the flustered man. You set your controller down, raising your arm to the back of your head to raise up bits of your hair so you could get some air to the back of your neck.
"I thought you said you were good at video games..." You couldn't help but poke at Lovino. It could just be too easy sometimes.
He twisted his head to the side, looking at you in an unamused fashion. It had taken you quite some time, but eventually you had managed to get to the point in yo
RomanoxReader - CatharsisMore Like This
That’s what I woke up to. Muffled, pained screams. They pierced through the wall and made their way into my ears.
My eyes snapped open as the noise reached me, and I pushed myself up to a sitting position in my bed. I jumped out of bed and dashed out my bedroom door, trying to figure out where the screaming had come from. It sounded like it was coming from the room next to mine, so I quickly opened the door and ran to the bed where I found my Italian friend convulsing and shouting at the top of his lungs in his sleep.
“Lovino!” I yelled, grabbing hold of his shoulders. “Lovino, wake up!”
The screams immediately stopped, and Lovino’s body went still. Under his furrowed brows, his eyes slowly opened to look up at me. They suddenly widened as he shot up. “Ragazza?! What are you doing in here?!”
I didn’t answer right away. I stared intently at him for a moment, then said quietly, “You were having a nightmare, weren’
Wales x Reader x Ireland -1Wales x Reader x Ireland pt1More Like This
It's another boring World Meeting because the topic was so uninteresting and nobody cares about sitting down and talk. Instead they fight and insult each other, the noise level raises as France and England started to fight on the ground. You sigh and fell asleep silently because you really didn’t have the energy to deal with them today. After a few minutes or hours, you were being violently shook awake. You groggily look up and a red head stared back at you. You rubbed your eyes and sit up,looking around, you were still at the meeting and everyone was looking right at you. ‘Good,they’ve quiet down.’ .You yawned and stretched,Germany coughed and started to talk about the economy again. You look around for the red hair man again,if your memories is correct,that was Ireland. Since you got bored again,you end up staring at Ireland the whole time. You didn’t think he noticed your focused attention.But as you leave the
.:Haven't Met You Yet:.More Like This
"You and I are too different...You always have this frown on your face, and you yell and blame people for alot of things....What I'm trying to say... is that I don't feel the same way about you...I've realized I never did...I'm sorry." Romano sighed aloud as she hanged up on him without another word. Romano looked at his phone before shoving it back into his pocket. "Hey...? You alright?" Romano glanced at Antonio before glaring back at the ground. "Nothing that concerns you, idiota." Antonio stood beside Romano and punched his arm playfully. "Ah~ Belgium dumped you? AGAIN?" Romano's eyebrow twitched in annoyance as Antonio's friends surrounded him. "Mon amie, she wasn't the one for you anyway! I should know, I am after all the country of love." Francis said as he flipped his hair back dramatically. Gilbert nodded before saying loudly, "Kesesesese, you just got dumped?! Man! How many times did Belgium dump you anyway? It must suck for the un-awesome you...if I was dating her, she
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[Days are better, but the nights are still so lonely…]
Lovino Vargas was technically perfect. He had everything he could ask for-good looks, great friends, adoring women, a beautiful mansion, a well-paying job. Well, he didn’t exactly have a stable girlfriend, but who wants to be tied down when there are so many fish in the sea?
But…Something was missing. Lovino could push away his fears, and his needs, and people he didn’t want to face, but he couldn’t push away a sense of loneliness, lingering in the deepest parts of his mind, and more importantly his heart. Every Saturday, he would go out to the club with his friends, yet that room, filled to the brim with people, was empty. He didn’t have significance. He didn’t have a purpose.
He didn’t love anyone.
Okay, maybe just one person.
You were something of a mystery, something he couldn’t understand. You didn’t wear makeup, and you didn’t care about what yo
(Wales X Reader) Well? I'm Waiting.--Your P.V.--More Like This
If one answer was all it would take to make him go away...
"No," you told the tall Dane standing behind the couch you were sitting one. "I do not like Wales."
"You're red (Y/N), tell the truth," Mathias replied. "You like Dylan."
"No, Den, I don't," you said firmly. You turned around and went back to reading your book.
"I can see the way that you look at him!"
"How do I?" you asked.
"You stare at him all lovey-dov--" Mathias began, but he was cut off by a choking noise.
You sighed and bookmarked your book. Without turning around, you said, "Lukas, it's alright. He wasn't bugging me that much."
"If you say so," was the reply, and you heard footsteps leave the room.
"Maybe I like Dylan, maybe I don't," you told Mathias, "but that's for me to know and you to find out."
"Then I'll just have to go ask the Scottie if he likes you!" Mathias replied and he ran out the front door.
You watched him leave, soundlessly, and then facepalmed. Of course he didn't like you back. He was ni
Flight AmericaxReader/Earhart Part 10More Like This
Alfred stared out the window for a long time, his face pensive, as if a million thoughts were flashing by at once. Well, there probably is. Every now and then, he glances over at you, like he's about to say something, but stops himself again, and goes back to staring out the window.
Toris stands back awkwardly, waiting for orders. Alfred sighs and rubs the side of his head. "Lithuania, you're dismissed." he says curtly, his eyes shut to block out all light.
Toris nods and exits quickly, turning off every light not needed on his way.
Alfred watches you again, still no words, and yet all of them, for you on his lips. He shakes his head and turns away from you, resting his hand of the mantle of a grand fireplace, ruffling his already disheveled hair with his other.
The adrenaline leaves your body, reminding you that it is midnight, despite being the night of your escape. The ride over here is also tiring, as it always is. Even more so when you can hardly see more than five feet in
AmericaxReader - A New Friend (Part 1)More Like This
AmericaxReader - A New Friend
"Alright dudes let's get this meeting started!" The loud hyper active American shouted once all the other allies finally arrived. "First things first, since I’m the hero you all are going to be my backup HAHA!"
"Why would we ever let you be in charge?" He turned his head in the direction to none other than England."Cause duh I'm the hero everybody knows that!"
"I beg to differ." England rose from his seat and walked over towards him, his green, emerald eyes piercing into his baby blue ones.
"First of all, why in god's name would we let you be our leader, when all you do is act like a complete idiot and do nothing but eat hamburgers all day like a pig!"
"Why do you hate me so much?" He countered."Are you still mad about the Revolutionary War thing?"
This seemed to anger the Brit more. His huge eyebrows seemed to furrow in frustration as he turned his back to the American."You are nothing but a selfish git who only cares about himself. You are complete
AmericaxReader Stolen TreasuresYou were laughing so hard you almost couldn’t run. Finally you collapsed on the floor, looking back. Your eyes widened as you saw Alfred leap into the air, aiming at you.More Like This
“Shit!” you screamed between fits of giggles. You managed to stumble out of Alfred’s reach as he landed flat on the ground. Adjusting your grip on your precious cargo, you jumped over the couch, narrowly avoiding Alfred’s grasp, and ran through the house in the opposite direction.
How did you come to be running away from Alfred and laughing madly on a lazy Saturday afternoon? Well, you had stolen his secret stash of hamburgers of course.
You had first found out about Alfred’s stash of hamburgers a few weeks ago after you had attended Arthur’s dinner party. Alfred had invited you over after the dinner party, and needless to say, you were both starving.
You had been sitting on the couch together, playing video games, when you noticed not only that Alfred was taking a bathroom br
Germany x Reader: Sleepless You squinted your eyes as you clicked to the next screen on the computer. Your eyes felt practically fried, but you barely paid any attention to that. At the moment, you were browsing around your online DeviantART community. Since it was a Friday night, you were able to stay up late. Speak of late, what time is it? ...Huh, 3:00 a.m. You let out a sigh. To be honest, you were actually really tired. But, you couldn't sleep. People were still commenting on your artwork... You shook your head, hoping to wake up a bit. Actually, you would have loved to fall asleep. But you just couldn't. Every time you shut your eyes, you would start remembering all kinds of things like work, embarrassing things you did/said, as well as incidents that you wished you could just forget. So, that explains why you were up at 3:00 a.m. in the morning. You had tried everything: Reading books, watching TV (with the volume all the way down), and even talking to yourself to stay awake. The onlyMore Like This
~Body Heat?~ RussiaxReaderMore Like This
“Come on Ivan, let’s go iceskating!”
“I don’t know if that is a good idea, [Name]. It might not be safe.” Ivan said, testing the thickness of the ice underneath his boot.
“Sure it is, I have big strong Russian man to protect me, da?” You say, imitating the man’s accent perfectly. “Come on, comrade!” He laughed as you pulled him into the middle of the frozen lake.
There were definitely were some things you hated about winter, but moments like these seemed to make up for them. Well, almost.
You and Ivan were currently doing an awkward waltz on the ice, your boots both sliding all over the place. You let go of his gloved hands and spun away from him, laughing.
Each time you spun around you caught a glimpse of your best friend struggling to catch up to you, but falling all over the ice instead. You laughed even harder and span faster away from him. All of a sudden, you felt the ice shift underneath you as you heard a loud se
~Why Do You Hate Me So Much?~ RomanoXReader(Fluff)More Like This
You were never strangers to dispute, that was for sure. Romano Vargas was the polar opposite of everyone you hung out with, but for some reason he was still in the group. You could tolerate him if he was nicer, or at least if he pretended to be nice. You loved Antonio and Feliciano, but when Romano was there you just couldn’t handle it. He was constantly rude to you, what was his problem? Antonio’s tried to tell you not to take it personally, but you just couldn’t help it, hell, he almost made you cry that one time he was talking about you and didn’t think you were listening. Thank God you had never been alone together. At least not yet.
You were lounging around one day after school when you heard the familiar ringtone of your friend Antonio.
“Hola, Chica! I was wondering if you’d like to go hiking with me tomorrow, si?”
“Sure, Toni! Sounds like fun. Just you and me?”
Warm Fuzzies- Lovino x ReaderMore Like This
“Hey, idiota, It’s me!” you heard Lovino yell from outside.
You ran, feeling happy, to the front door. You hummed as you unlatched the lock and opened the door as quickly as you could. “Hi Lovi~!” you said cheerfully. You then stopped and looked at him suspiciously. You slowly closed the door and peeked at him through the doorway.
“What are you doing-”
You cut him off. “Who’s that little cutie?” you pointed at the baby he was holding. You then struck a dramatic pose, “Ha-have you been… cheating on me Lovino?”
He sighed and pushed open the door. “This is my Niece, Rosetta, you idiota!”
Rosetta cooed and held her arms out towards you. You smiled and took her from your boyfriend. “I knew you’d never do anything like that… but ohh she’s so cute! She looks like a girl you!” You nuzzled her soft, chubby cheek happily while Lovino took off his shoes.
He grunted and then wa
Scotland x Maid readerMore Like This
As you walk up to the front step of the huge house your only thoughts were ones of stress. Today was your first day as being the Kirkland's maid/ governess. Once you were hired you soon found out that the Kirkland family was pretty broken. The parents are never around to raise their children because they work all the time and on top of all that there are all of the divorces and remarriages that this family has gone through. You true felt bad for this dis functional family.
You ring the doorbell twice and wait at the door with your luggage. To your surprise you were greeted by what looks like a 7 year old boy. He had messy blonde hair, bushy eyebrows and was wearing a dark green cloak. You kneel down to his height.
“Hi there, my name is ____. Who are you?” you question with a friendly smile and a sweet voice. You stretch out your hand to make this greeting more formal.
“Hi, I'm Arthur.” the boy replied with a giggle while shaking your hand. He eyed your bags with
Scotland X Reader- Friends Don'tDisclaimer: I own neither Hetalia nor you One day that'll change One dayMore Like This
When someone phones your house at two in the morning, that someone won't be telling you something you like.
You knew this to be a fact Which was why you contemplated letting the call go to the answering machine. You had been in the middle of a nice, restful slumber when that damn shrill ringing woke you. Even if you did pick up the call, you would sound far too grouchy to make any civil conversation.
Don't answer you repeated in your head, like a mantra. Don't answer. Don't answer. Don't answer.
But, when your imagination led you to think up horrible scenarios that would warrant a pre-sunrise phone call, you found yourself answering the phone.
"Hello?" you said groggily.
"____?" a gruff voice you knew all too well responded from the other end of the line.
"Yeah, Boss?" you replied slowly to your employer.
"I've got a riddle for ye. I got a bloomin' idiot in my pu
ScotlandxReader::Give Me LoveScotland x ReaderMore Like This
Give Me Love
One month. It has been one month since he saw you. It's been one month since he ran his fingers through your silky (h/c) hair. It's been one month since he's felt your soft, plump lips against his. It's been one month since he felt your perfect body against his. It's been one month since he's said, "I love you."
Give me love like her,
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone,
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt,
Told you I'd let them go,
And that I'll fight my corner,
Maybe tonight I'll call ya,
After my blood turns into alcohol,
No, I just wanna hold ya.
It's been a month since you broke up with Allistor and it was killing him, literally. As soon as you left him, packed bags and leaving without a trace, he's spent every second at the bar, drinking himself to the point of vomiting and passing out.
He'd drink away the pain and sorrow of his lost lov
(Req.)ScotlandXReader~Just Drown the SorrowsMore Like This
You sighed and put your hand on your face, running a hand through your ___ hair and frustration crawling onto your features. of course he would ditch me to go to the bar, you thought. Because drinking is man's best friend and I'm just second place. But, now that I think about it, it's not worth it to go after him.
You stood in front of the bar at the hotel you were staying at with your boyfriend of a few months; he had forgotten that you both had planned something later that evening and ditched you entirely instead for a drink at the bar.
When you entered, it was somewhat full. Well, it was around midnight and people wanted to enjoy themselves with a drink or two. Your eyes were searching for the navy shirt that your boyfriend was wearing, eyes squinting to take in every detail. You finally had spotted him, but he was swapping spit with a blond girl, completely engrossed in each other.
Your heart deflated when you saw this. That no-good vermin had left you to go ou
ScotlandXReader~ Just Drown The Sorrows (Part 2)More Like This
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Allistor was making a ruckus in the kitchen, pots and pans clanging against each other. That simple act made your hangover ten times worse as you clutched you head with your hands, making your way out of the bedroom into the kitchen.
"Allistor, could you please stop with the noise? My head is killing me." You stumbled through the doorway and squeezed your eyes shut.
"Wel shouldn't 'a been drinking like it was your last day, lass." The redhead gave a cocky grin as he put the pan on the stove, making the bacon in the pan sizzle.
You ran a hand through your_____ hair. When you remembered you were in a man's room at the hotel you were staying with your boyfriend, you froze up. Oh man, your head was pounding too hard to think any farther than that.
You walked over to Allistor, sitting
(Req.)NetherlandsXReader~Itsy Bitsy Underclothes~More Like This
((// (12/20/13) DA's bein a butt so I'll just put this here???? wow um everything just kind of deleted????? idr who this is for so eh
Anyway, I wrote this and credit to the person who made this image
Sourcing really isn't that hard you guys//))
"Oh God, oh jeez, oh no. . ." You were pacing back and forth in the park, your face flushed with embarrassment. The park had kids playing either oversized bubbles, women chattering away about their problems, adolescents romancing it up behind a tree, in the end, no one would notice anyone as worried as you. And why should they? You were just a young woman with normal _______ eyes and ______ hair.
But holy shit! The park was not the place to freak out!
Your heart was beating erratically, and your palms were sweaty. All that could run through your mind was that you were stalling, and Neddy was waiting for you at the apartment you both shared. But you didn't want to see him!
GermanyxReader - While He Is Sleeping_____ slipped back out into her bedroom, silently closing the door behind her. She stepped into the room, and smiled softly at the large man in her bed. She watched him sleep for a long moment, his muscled chest gently rising and falling as he breathed. _____ stood at his bedside and gazed down at him, like a guardian angel.More Like This
Of course, she knew she was anything but an angel.
She, like anyone else, had done things that she regretted, that she wished she could take back or erase from the past. But she continued to live and move on––and somewhere along the way, she met the man before her now.
For the most part, Ludwig was unaware of what he had meant to _____. Not only had he been her friend during the most difficult part of her life, but he loved and accepted her for who she was. Despite _____’s rough and scarred surface, Ludwig was able to find the beauty inside. Not the “beauty” advertised by the world they knew, but genuine, unpretentious beauty. B
Germany x Reader - Work Bitch~More Like This
Warning : some curse words and sexiness alert~ :3
Sitting by your window, you sighed dreamily as watched the Axis trio exercise not so far from your dorm window, in the training grounds. You wished, you could be as determined and strong willed like them - at least like Germany - and bring your butt to start training yourself for the next summer season.
Training was healthy and good, helping you stay fit and beautiful, but it was seriously not your thing... You had tried many times, to get up and do a few exercises in the mornings, but two or four days would pass and you will get get lazy again, like always. You tried running laps, too, but after a few days, didn't succeed even to bring yourself and try again. Well, this was you - starting, but never finishing normally.
Watching those three, especially Germany, only made you feel more miserable about this whole thing. It only felt
Prussia X Reader ~*~ Dangerous GamesMore Like This
WARNING THIS CONTAINS A LEMON SO DO NOT READ IF: 1.) YOU ARE UNDER 18 2.) YOU ARE NOT INTO THIS KIND OF THING AND ARE JUST GONNA REPORT IT!
‘Prussia is well sadly… one of the most obnoxious, self-centered people I ever met- but here I am, head over heels for him. No matter what stupid thing he does or says, when his ruby eyes meet my e/c ones when he's saying sorry, I know he's sincere. But there’s just positively no way that he sees me as more than a friend.’ My win on the game we were currently playing down in Gilbert’s room pulled me out of my thoughts, “OH YEAH!” I yelled jumping up and tossing the controller aside, I had just beaten my best friend’s ass in our 12th three out of three Mortal Kombat match. “Zis is so not awesome!” Gilbert yelled, “I’m so done with zis unawesome game!” I laughed at his outburst. “Gil you’re just mad b
Romano X Reader: Sleepy Time with RomanoMore Like This
It was Thursday night and you were anxious, nervous, and worried.
Why? Oh well because you have a major test tomorrow . And in your
least favorite subject as well . Usually you were able to go to sleep
within an hour or so but today was different. It was already 10
o'clock and your body was already giving in the negative vibes of
test taking. You would never be able to sleep in these conditions!
You sighed, wondering what to do.
You tried drinking warm milk, eating a good meal, a nice warm bath,
and even listening to those hypnotist programs but nothing worked.
You groaned and thought Maybe someone could help you
You would never call England at this time. He'd probably yell at you.
America might make things worse, Russia was even scarier at this time,
Japan would probably say 'We'll see' and then just not come at all,
and who knows about the rest That's when you thought of one person .
You called the Italian with lots of energy. Yo
Germany x Reader .:Destruction:. One-ShotMore Like This
Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. A loud ringing noise buzzed in your ear. You dragged your feet.
As dazed as you were from the blow of something you didn't see, you had no idea what was going on.
You just heard screams that sounded like they were coming from a mile away, and every now and then the ground rumbled.
You stopped walking for a second when you heard someone roar your name. Blinking, you turned around to see your beautiful German home where you lived with your family.
A smile spread across your face. One normal thing left in this weird existence that you were seeing.
All of a sudden a rapid amount of noise hit you like a train. You didn't know what it was, but something snapped you out of your trance.
The ground shook again, this time a lot. You cried out and sprinted for the house, terrified. WHAT'S GOING ON?!
You were tackled to the ground by someone strong, but you weren't hurt by that. The pain was coming from somewhere else that
Germany x Criminal!Reader x Prussia .:Part 1:.More Like This
It was around 3 AM. The very early morning sky was pitch black with the occasional star dotting the horizon. The moon was hidden behind a wall of clouds, just barely giving you enough light to find your way to the house.
It was your first big raid. You had managed to live off of pick-pocketing for the past year or so, but this was it. This was where you were going to get the cash.
As you reached the house, you couldn't help but stare at the Beilshmidt residence in awe. It wasn't anything fancy, but it was quite large and simply beautiful.
You had heard rumors about the two amazingly handsome brothers that lived there, but you didn't care. You were here for the money. They were rich.
As quietly as possible, you slipped into the large home through the window you had 'casually' cracked open earlier. Thankfully no one noticed and closed it.
You took a deep breath and looked around. Glad you were in black slippers, as the floor was wooden, you sneaked into the kitchen. You noticed it seemed
Tickle. - Germany x Reader.Thunders met outside your window as you stared at the blond German sitting next to you right now.More Like This
"Hey, Luddy?" The German turned at his nickname being called. "We should play a game."
"Nein." Man, he was always boring when it comes to games!
"Ja!" You tried your best at speaking German without mocking it. You heard the German sigh in defeat.
"What is it...?"
You then jumped on him and began to tickle him. Ludwig didn't laugh.
He wasn't ticklish?!
"Was that it?" Your eyes churn up to look into his blue as you felt yourself being flipped over, and now rolling around in laughter.
The house echoed your laughter as you kept yelling stop, but it was impossible.
You tried fighting back, but damn - his strength was over the top.
"Ludd- N-No!" You cracked into another fit of laughter as you fell onto the floor, with Ludwig on top of you, hovering over you. You blushed as you looked into his blue eyes. You felt his figure drape closer and closer.
Until the two lips touch.
"And here I was, think
Want You Back. - Germany x Reader.Today was the day.More Like This
The day that you'd be parting from your daughter and ex-husband.
He said he found a new love, and had apparently lost interest for you. You couldn't deny you still loved him, but since he was going to dump you - you had no choice.
But worst of all is the fact that you'll be leaving your daughter behind. You didn't have a stable income as your ex-husband did. He worked as an attorney and it was hard to compete.
You felt a tug at your sleeve as you looked down to face your child's blank eyes.
"Amelie, you'll be staying here with daddy now - okay?" You bended down to pat her head, smiling at her. Amelie only returned the smile before giving you a small peck on the cheek and running back off to the living room, probably to her box of toys.
You had to wait until he came home with that chick before you could leave.
You heard faint giggles as the door clicked open.
He was drunk as always.
"I'll leaving n
Of Dogs and Love [Germany x Shy!Reader]More Like This
You were taking the usual way home, walking slowly to ensure that you wouldn't be attracting too much attention to yourself.
It was a nice spring day, the grass bending over from the weight of the wind forcing then down, the flowers looked especially radiant, and you could see children in the neighborhood running around playing.
The sound of barking attracts your attention immediately as you stop your trudging. To your left, a big Doberman was staring at you, baring its fangs.
Instead of scurrying away like any other person might have, you crouched down, hugging your legs. It continued to growl.
"Hello there," you greeted him, smiling to show that you weren't going to hurt him.
The dog hesitated, giving you a inquiring look.
You offered him your hand and he sniffed the palm of your hand before nuzzling into it.
You broke into a rarely seen smile and pet your newfound doggie friend. He seemed to like you, and it made you feel very happy inside.
"Berlitz? Vhere are you?"
Prussia X Reader: Run With Me!!It had been five years since Gilbert had joined you and your family's work. He had come on your birthday, knocking on the door, struggling to be heard over the rain and hale. His hair was dark with the dirt of his walking, clothes worse for wear.More Like This
Your mother was naturally distrusting of people- especially males. But your father offered him a job after hearing the pale man's tale. His family, like many others, needed money. So when he had heard of your farm needing two more hands to work, he walked over fifty miles to get here. His own two feet carrying to a place that may turn out to be a broken chance. Maybe someone beat him to the job or maybe he was just not deemed fit for it. He walked for a possibility and if he made it he would not even keep the money for himself. He would send it to his mother, father, and little brother.
He spoke of his brother often. His name was Ludwig, he had blonde hair and eyes he stole from the sky. Gilbert was proud of him but still denied the fact that
Kidnapping Sexy Men: Romano/South Italy Part 2More Like This
You ran to the Southern Italian as if he were a million bucks; which to you he was. He gave you the most weirdest, puzzled, questioning look he could muster. A few things were going on in Romano's head as of now. One, some random ragazza, most likely a fangirl, was running towards him. Two, he didn't know what to do. Three, he thought that you were somewhat on the hot side with looks.
By the time you were glomping Romano he was blushing. Now here comes the tsundere in three...two... "Now who are you and what do you think that you're doing, ragazza?!"
You felt bad about glomping him but you wanted to fangirl over his tsundere. So, you slowly let go and squealed. "I can't believe that it's really you, Lovi!" You shouted.
And it was that last word that made him become interested in you. The exact second you called him Lovi...
|~One Month Later~|
Your fangirl plan was so far, so good. You and Romano had become friends in a matter of one month. Now all that was left in your mind was...were
AmericaXReader It's The LawAmericaXReaderMore Like This
It's The Law
"Hey Alfred!" you called as you ran up to your American friend. Not many people realized it but he was the human carnation of the Untied States of America. But more importantly, he was your best friend.
"Hey, [Name]! How's my favourite sidekick today?" he asked as enthusiastic as ever.
"Did you know that it's against the law in Pueblo, Colorado, to raise or permit a dandelion to grow within the city limits?" you asked staring at him with knowing eyes. Alfred had once said something very special and near to your heart about the eyes you were making at him right now. It was something along the lines of, and I quote (ahem): 'HOLYBURGERKINGICANSEEMYDEATHINYOURFREAKINGEYESDUDE!!!!!!'
"Wat?" he said cocking his head adorably.
"Yep and in Marshalltown, Iowa horses are forbidden to eat fire hydrants!"
"Well that's totally understandable," Alfred said nodding his head.
It was your turn to be confused, "Wat?"
"Well think about in a logical sense. If that law wasn't in
AmericaXReader Man ColdAmericaXReaderMore Like This
"Uhh " Alfred groaned. "[Name] "
"Yes Alfred?" you asked placing the tray of chicken soup on his bedside table. You were taking care of one of the most powerful countries in the world, your best friend and crush America, or as you knew him, Alfred F. Jones.
"I don't feel so good " Yes one of the strongest countries in the world had a man cold.
"Awww poor Alfie," you cooed to him. "Do you want some chicken soup? It'll help you get rid of this nasty cold." You pushed his bangs out of his face as you tried to coax him to eat. He groaned pitifully in response. You put your hand on his forehead to check his temperature and sighed. It was still hot. "Wait here, okay? I'm going to get a wet cloth."
"Don't go," Alfred said as he held onto the bottom of your shirt. He looked up at you with puppy dog eyes and your heart melted.
"Don't worry," you said giving him a small kiss on the forehead. "I'll just be gone a minute. You can even time me if y
AmericaXReader Scary MoviesAmericaXReaderMore Like This
"Hey dudes! I'd like to introduce you to [Name]! She's a new country that formed!" America called to the Allies. You were standing beside him looking out of place in you [favourite band] -shirt and jeans. Your country had just formed but people swarmed to it, like moths to a flame. Right now, you were a country of rocking teenagers, and you loved ever moment of it.
"Hey!" you greeted the rest of the countries. They just stared at you.
"Mon amie, she reminds me of you when you went through tat punk phase."
"Shut up, frog."
You leaned over towards America, "France and England?"
"Holy Shit Dude! How did you know?" he shouted
"Pretty obvious with those accents."
"But, dude, you know their names just by their accents!" he shouted again.
"Just because I'm a rocker doesn't mean I'm stupid. I do my homework, America aka Alfred F. Jones, 19 years old, favourite food: Big Macs form the downtown Detroit McDonalds, shoe size 10mens and favourite color: sky blue. Who als
AmericaXReader Without YouAmericaXReaderMore Like This
I dropped to my knees, blood merging with the mud puddle I had just fallen into. I took a long lingering look at him. That child like smirk still plastered on his face, and that bloody pipe still in his hand. "Damn you, Ivan! Give her back!" I screamed, trying desperately to get back to my feet, to try to save [Name]. I couldn't let Ivan win. I couldn't let him have [Name]!
The bastard just laughed at me, mocking me without words. No feeling of regret ever touched those eyes as he raised the pipe once more above my head. I looked at [Name] as she tried to get to me, only to be stopped by the rest of Ivan's army.
"Alfreeeeed!!!!" she screamed as the pipe was brought down on my head.
Then everything went black
"Alfreeeeed!!!!" you screamed at the top of your lungs, as the pipe was brought down on his head. Everything went in slow motion as he fell to the ground, you kneeing that guy in the crotch, him letting you go and falling to the gro
AmericaxReader I Need a HeroAmericaxReaderMore Like This
I Need a Hero
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero
Till the morning light
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be
Fresh from the fight
You felt about twenty pairs of eyes drift your way as your ring tone blasted, telling you to hurry up and pick it up. Being the new kid at school was bad enough, without adding the embarrassment of your 'hero' issue.
Ever since you were little, you wanted a hero. And for a short time you had one, until you moved away for ten years. You were seventeen now and all you remember about your little hero was his blue eyes. They were kind and understanding and strong and energetic at the same time. Oh, and the fact he gave you the [favourite animal] pin you were wearing on your [color/pattern] jacket, while standing in front of your new class.
"Sorry, I kinda need to get this," you reach into your pocket and grab the phone.
I need a hero-
"Alex, if you ever call me in the middle of class again, I can and will kill you,"
pretentious pricki wantMore Like This
to burn all of your shit
it is in the next room over
run my fingers along the wood of your
caress it in my arms
like you used to do to me
and then take it to the back window
of your fucking ugly red car
it's not even that
nice of a car
you pretentious prick
i could burn up that painting
i made for you
for christmas last year
snap the dvd i bought you
in half and use it to rip up your clothes
wreck every single bit of you
like you did to me
and you keep doing
you said you're not selfish
that i was the only one to think so
you didn't even wait
and i'm here starving as a stupid
that's been captive so long
i don't know how to function without your hand
upon my back
i could wreck you
tear you apart
make you fucking miserable
but i won't
because i'm not you
and i swear
oh i swear upon this universe
i will not be like you
His name was JimMore Like This
All were gathered 'round the fire when someone asked "Where's Jim?
It's cold as hell out here and could someone look for him?"
Ragged Sally volunteered and Uncle Buck did too.
Together they would look for Jim down Second avenue.
Up and down and round and round but Jim was nowhere seen.
For supper he was always game and late he'd never been.
The cold wind blew as snowflakes fell upon the icy street.
Just one more round they'd make before they would concede defeat.
Sally thought she'd heard a cry, or was it just the wind?
Buck thought best to head on back, next morning try again.
As they passed the little bridge 'bove Second avenue,
Buck saw something moving on the pavement down below.
There lay Jim in his crumpled vest, his eyes toward the sky.
They rushed to him but 'twas too late, they both began to cry.
He never mentioned family or gave out his last name.
To think he'd died without their love was truly quite a shame.
The paper said a homeless man was found under a bridge.
The paper l
JapanxReader ~ I heard thatMore Like This
Turn left. Turn right. Make a U-turn. Make a left turn at the fifth stop sign. Keep on going for another... *calculating* ... 50 miles.
"WHAT?!" You shrieked as you hit the breaks. Your car instantly stopped, almost making you hit your head on the steering wheel. Glaring at your newly bought GPS, you took a hold of it and threw it angrily outside your window.
Cheap crap, I knew I shouldn't have bought that GPS from that suspicious looking guy in the white van...
Sighing to yourself, you pushed a curl of hair behind your ear and restarted your car engine to get back onto the road. Technically, you were on your way to your friend Kiku's house. You had borrowed a couple of manga books from him and were intending on returning them to him as soon as possible. Luckily, today was a free day for you, and so you took that rare opportunity to drive to his place. Problem was, it had been a while since you last visited him and you couldn't quite remember where to go. And that's when
SpainXReader: Always Near By CH2More Like This
It had been a long week since you had last seen Antonio at the airport. The goodbyes weren't as hard as you thought they'd be because you both had each other's numbers. Plus, you had received a call from him yesterday. Not a single word in the world could describe your happiness when you heard that cheerful Spanish accent.
Toni had told you to meet him at Le Pont des Arts tonight at 7PM. You were so excited at the idea of seeing him again, you agreed right away, without even checking your agenda to see if you were free. Thankfully, you had the night to yourself! So that meant a date with Toni in one of the most romantic spots in Paris.
It was currently 5:45 PM so you stripped your clothes off and rushed into the shower. You washed so quickly, you could of set a world record for fastest shower ever taken!
As you wrapped your towel around your waist, you took care of carefully blow drying your (h/c) hair.
After making sure each strand was fully dried, you got into a cute dress that stopp
SpainXReader: Always Near ByMore Like This
You had just parked your car in one of the rare free spots the parking lot had to offer. With a click, you swung your door open and hopped outside. For a moment you just stood there, hands on hips, staring at the immense airport before you.
This is it. It's finally happening.
You had just been offered a promotion in Paris and today was the day you were supposed to leave. You smiled to yourself and picked up your luggage while walking over to the airport's main entrance.
You hadn't taken the plane many times in your life, and this was your first time alone. To be honest, you were quite nervous. But you were more stubborn than weak and you chased all of the bad thoughts away within a second.
As the doors slid open, a huge bunch if people came running from every direction. A few bumped into you without apologizing, which made you furious, and others just passed by. Surely afraid of missing their flight.
You stopped for a moment and looked around. This place was actual
DMC DantexReader Drabble Series Part 1Dealing with DanteMore Like This
1: In Debt to a Devil
You weren’t the type of girl who didn’t pay back things that were done in your favor. Especially when those things were involved with your overall safety and well-being. So, needless to say, when a certain Devil Hunter came to your aid, you were determined to pay him back for saving your life.
“Pay me back, huh? Oh, I know a couple of ways you could pay me back, dollface.”
It was the dumbest thing you could have ever done.
2: The Deal
At first, you were a bit hard pressed to get Dante to agree to a reasonable way of paying him back, since you didn’t have a whole lot of money.
“So not even a kiss for all my hard work?”
“…No. I’m not doing anything like that and I just met you. I want to pay you back, but I’m not going to degrade myself in doing so.”
Dante made a face that was his equivalent of a pout and crossed his arms. “What do you sugges
(ScotlandxReader) Proof(ScotlandxReader)More Like This
(Quick note: I have no idea how to pronounce Each-Uisge. It's a Gaelic word and so far I've seen several different ways people say to pronounce the name. I have no idea which one is correct. So yeah.... Pronounce it how you will xD)
Each-Uisge, a water horse and a malevolent water-spirit said to live in the highlands of Scotland. Considered the most terrifying and dangerous creature, the Each-Uisge haunts the lonely inland lochs and often the sea. As a shapeshifter, the Each-Uisge can take different forms, including a fine horse or a handsome man.
Should one be foolish enough to mount the horse, or dare dance with the man, they would quickly find them self plunged in the nearest water source. After drowning it's victims, the Each-Uisge consumes the corpse, leaving only the liver untouched.
You weren't crazy, nor an adrenaline junky. No, you had an unquenchable thirst for dangerous situations and an endless curiosity
FranceXReader- Snails.More Like This
"Ah, Mon cher, you are awake."
"Good morning Francis." you said sleepily. You walked towards your husband and gave him a kiss on his lips quickly.
Before he took advantage of it.
"Hm. Are you hungry? Breakfast is nearly done, Mon amour~" He smiled at you and chuckled when he saw your happy face at the mention of food.
Ah the benefits of marrying a chef.
"That would be lovely Francis~" you responded with a happy sigh. You did love his cooking- and him of course, no matter how much... Francis he was.
"Hm, could you please get the mail from outside, sil vous plait? He asked with a gentle smile as he stirred what appeared to be his heavenly omelettes.
You yawned again and rubbed the sleep out of your eyes before nodding in agreement and walking outside the door towards the mailbox.
The morning was always so calm at the house you and Francis lived in. The roses he and you planted the year you moved here to your first home went from being small