PrussiaXSuicidal!Reader~Life Is Too Hard To HandleNow you stand here...on a high rise building. It is a sunny saturday day. You look down and see people on the street and driving cars. You sigh. All started with a fight with your parents. They hate you since you were born. You have not many friends, but you have a crush on Gilbert, but what does that matter.
He doesn't feel the same way like you, you think so. You never had a boyfriend and you have always do things on your own. Your parents doesn't help you, they only want something from you. Actually you have to do everything, but you know, if you jump down from here, everything would be better. You look at your phone...no message. So no one cares about you and you start to cry.
Ludwig and his brother Gilbert watching TV. "Now are the breaking news. A girl is standing on a high rise building and try to jump", the presenter says. Gilbert jumps from the couch and screams: "Thats [Name]" "Now calm down, Bruder", Ludwig answers. "I can't calm down, she is in th
Prussia x Depressed!Tomboy!Reader - What About Me?Taking a deep breath, I put on a fake smile and walk through the school doors. The loud chattering of students around me fill my ears as I make my way to my lockers. I silently move around the bustling crowd of teens, yawning slightly. I open my locker and grab my books. I finish what I have to just in time for the loud bell to ring, signaling us to move to class. I sigh, clutching my books closer to myself and walking to class. Just stay away from the others. . . I'm different, right? I don't fit in. . . right? It's why I'm alone. So what if I hate make up, or fashion? So what if I have a different opinion than the other girls I know? It. . . it makes me unique, or so the adults say. That no one can take that from me. They never think about. . . what if I want to fit in? What if I don't want to be different? I don't want to be unique, I want to fit in. Maybe then I'd have friends. . . I turn my head and see Gilbert Beilschmidt, the "Prussian" as he likes to call himself walkiMore Like This
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.:Third Person POV:.
It had seemed like a regular day to Gilbert, nothing out of the ordinary. He had just gotten home and opened up the closet to put his jacket away-he knew his brother would yell at him if he didn't-when he noticed something strange. An extra coat hung next to what he recognized as his brothers. This would not have been odd normally, his brother often had some of his friends over, but this was different. This was a girl's coat.
"Vhat?" The young man asked himself. Ludwig had never had a girl over before.
Curious, Gilbert stepped quietly to the living room of the house he shared with his younger brother, where light chatter could be heard.
He stopped in the open doorframe to the room, his eyes widening at what he took in.
Ludwig had not only brought a girl home with him, but a pretty one, at that?
"Ah, hello Bruder." His brother greeted from the sofa, taking his eyes off of his (h/c)-haired companion to meet those of his brother.
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(Y/n) = Your name, (E/c) = Eye color, (H/c) = Hair color, (E/n) = Example name, (L/n) = Last name, (F/c) = Favorite color
You felt the familiar clash of water spraying and scattering on your (F/c) sneakers, which matched your (F/c) Shirt, with silky sleeves cut off at the elbows. You wore a thin hoodie, which was colored a dull grey, over that shirt. You also wore dark blue skinny jeans, which made it harder to walk, but it hadn't much concerned you.
You felt once again, the sloppy puddles of mud and grime caked on your sneakers. They were old th
Prussia x Reader x England - FanFiction leads to..You sighed and threw yourself on the couch, laptop in your lap.More Like This
"_____, Love? Is that you?"
You turned around and saw Arthur wearing a pink apron. "No shit sherlock, of course it's me." You raised an eyebrow at his apron. "Arthur. Arthur, Arthur, Arthur. You know damn right you can't cook for shit." You spoke without fear, and logged onto deviantart.
"pffts. There's no need to be so.. Blunt.. What's wrong with you today, geez.." Arthur sighed and sat down next to you on the couch. You started up a new deviation, and typed in
'Arthur x Reader - Flirting' as the title
Arthur's widened, "_-______, W-what are you typing..?" He tapped your shoulder softly and looked over your shoulder, you turned to him and bumped noses with him. You looked away awkwardly, and sighed. "Something." You said, simply ignoring his questioning gaze.
"Vhat are you doing?"
Arthur jumped and looked behind the couch to see the white-haired Prussian with his eyes narrowed at you and the computer screen.
Prussia x Reader x England- Perverted Conversation"Arthur,Gilbo! i'm home from school." You yelled loudly, setting down your backpack on the living room floor, and throwing yourself on the couch. You sighed and shoved your head into a pillow comfortably. "Welcome home, love. How was school?" Arthur came downstairs, his arms out widely, hoping to get a hug from you. "Meh-ish." You groaned and leaned in slightly as you lay down, you hugged him and let him sit down, removing your feet that were in the way.More Like This
"Where's Gilbo?" You raised an eyebrow and began to yawn and shiver. "I believe he's in his room." Arthur shrugged and looked over at you. "Are you cold?"
Arthur stood up, he went upstairs to retrieve a blanket for you, as you began to unwind and remember when you first moved in with the boys. They were really close friends and all, it was fun living with both the boys that were complete opposites. "Here you go, love. I hope that's warm enough for you, since it's mine." Arthur had a slight smirk on the edge of his lips. "
Prussia x Tomboy!Reader - Like you do."Hey liebe, nice ass."More Like This
You groaned in agony, pinching the bridge of your nose, you recognized that voice anywhere.
"God damnit Gilbert. We don't have time for you to hit on... Whores.." You gave the evil eye towards some blonde-haired bitch looking fake-ass barbie cunt, and crossed your arms at the hoe. She scoffed at you and flipped her hair and turned to walk away, Gilbert grabbed her arm and pulled her towards his chest. "Come on, _____. She's not a whore.. You're so rude.. in front of zhis sexy liebe.." He winked over at the blondie, she smiled back at him and kissed his nose.
"Yeah no. You either get rid of it, or i'll do it myself." You tightened your jaw, crossing your arms tightly, then popping your neck a little. His eyes widened in doubt as he noticed a vain popping out of your neck just slightly, he pushed the blondie away and walked away. "She's all yours." He sighed and stood behind you.
You nodded at turned your head towards the confused and angered blondie. "Alri
Prussia x reader ((the AWESOME poem))More Like This
You read the note on top of your desk.
"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
this poem thingy sucks.
And I don't know what to do.
Ah, hell. I cant do this sweet mushy love thingy.
All that's important here is the rhymes right?!?
The AWESOME me is inviting you,
on a very AWESOME date..
Not sure when or where,
But I promise It'll be great!
I know this sounds stupid,
but all of these are true!
Why am I doing all of these you ask?
BECAUSE I LOVE YOU."
From: the AWESOME gilbert beilschmidt~
School Play - PrussiaxReaderIt was little bit after New Years when you began to worry. You were involved in your high school's school play, which this year was "Jolly Roger and the Pirate Queen." You had gotten the role of Sarah Huffington, who becomes the Pirate Queen in the play. How lucky for you, being the leading lady!More Like This
For the play, you had a whopping 96 lines to memorize, and with the play a week away, you weren' t doing too good. You had a good bit memorized, but not enough. You were beginning to get scolded by the directors, being told to memorize your lines, now. How would you ever manage?
After finally finishing your big load of homework the teachers had failed to give out before break, you decided to take a stroll to the park in town, since it was close. You were glad for the chance to finally stretch your legs that day, since you had been cooped up until noon. Pocketing y
PrussiaxReader: RainYou stepped out of the café, with an umbrella in hand, frowning at the sky. You had just wrapped up your weekly meeting with your friend Arthur Kirkland. This week he had needed advice with his love life. You were able to manage a smile at the thought. Sometimes, you felt a lot like his therapist, but you didn't mind. You hoped he would take your advice to be forward about his liking for Amelia. They really were made for each other.More Like This
While the meeting was lovely, as always, the only thing that put a damper on this was the weather. It was raining. And the rain just sucked.
You quickly paced down the streets, sheltered by your umbrella, using the fastest way home. But about halfway there, the main road had a large roadblock, not even letting pedestrians by. Road damage due to rain. You groaned. Now you would have to retrace your steps and make your way through the park, which would make your trip home take at least twice the time it would have otherwise. Stupid rain.
Sighing in resig
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Prussia x reader ((the AWESOME contest))
"no, I am."
You and Gilbert were arguing over who was 'Awesomer'.
How did the argument start?
No one knows...
"(name)! Gil! Stop fighting! Booooth of you are AWESOME. Kay?"
says your friend Antonio.
You 'Hmph'-ed, then grinned, you had an idea.
"I know! Let's have a mini-contest or something!" you shouted
"What kind of contest?" Asked your friend Francis
"Oh! Oh! How about a staring contest!" shouted Antonio
"We'll do it by partners! Me and Francis, (name) and Gil!"
"OKAY!" you three said in unison. not knowing what was about to happen...
You were staring into Gilbert's red orbs and he was staring into your (e/c) ones, careful not to break eye contact.
"You are sooo going down."
"No way!" you said "I'm way too awesome for that!" you said with a confident grin on your face. Earning a smirk from the prussian...
"Hey toni, does rule
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It was Christmas eve, the busiest day in the pole. Yeti's were scurrying round, making sure everything was ready to go so North could leave in order to deliver the presents.
The elves, well they were just being elves.
And you, well you were in the midst of it all, trying to avoid the giant Yeti's from stampeding over you.
And most importantly, trying to avoid Jack.
You and Jack had been friends for a while, after a cold, hard snowball had smacked you right in the face.
It was a harsh meeting. But he was more shocked you could see him than the foul language pouring out of your mouth. You were a teenager; No teenager had believed for centuries.
But you were an exception.
You had grown up with the legends, So it wasn't really that unnatural.
But to the guardians, it was a big thing.
Jack took you to meet them, after North's insistence. He told you that he felt "In his belly" that a teenager, somewhere, believed. Tooth just wanted to check out your teeth, stating they were pearly white, Bu
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(h/L)= Hair Lenght
(h/C)= Hair Color You sat in the rollie chair at your desk that was placed by the only window in your room with your blue jean cladded legs criss crossed. The afternoon sun making the winter's snow look like millions of vibrant diamonds. A few rays of the sun snaked its way through the branches and icicles on the old oak tree right outside said window, casting strange, curved and pointed shadows that slightly swayed in the gentle breeze all around your room.
Your right arm propped up you head as your left repeatedly tapped your pencil on you sketch pad. You sighed heavily. You wanted to draw but you had no idea what. Every time you got a sliver of a idea that bubble would be forcefully popped, your train of th
::Cute Magic:: England x Reader"Oh, my, I'm terribly sorry, (Name)," Arthur apologized.More Like This
"Pfft~! You were trying to make me into a little kid?" Francis pondered, trying to keep himself from laughing. "Oh, Artie, I didn't think you were –"
"DAMN YOU TO BLOODY HELL, WANKER!"
"Arthur-san, maybe we shouldn't speak such vulgar language in front of (Name)-san," Kiku suggested, trying to calm down the British man. Arthur looked over to (Name) who had her ears covered by Feliciano and looked around curiously at the two men that she couldn't hear.
He sighed as Feliciano took his hands off her ears. "I guess I was lucky. I was looking at the wrong spell. The original idea was to turn this . . . freak of nature over here into an actual frog. (Name) didn't have to suffer that, so that's good to hear." Arthur picked the little girl (who looked much younger than his younger brother) up into his arms. "This was my fault, so I guess I'll take care of (Name) until this spell wears off."
"And make her suffer that horrid thing you call
Dream Cafe: GermanyXOC: Ch 1"Carmen, if you don't-a get up, you'll a-be late for your new job!"More Like This
"Why do I have to get a job anyway, fratello?"
"Because you're kind of a lazy ass and need to make some money! Antonio pays me nothing and we all know Feli is useless."
"That's not nice, fratello."
"CARMEN VARGAS, GET YOUR TINY ASS OUT OF BED," Lovino bellowed as he pulled me by my shoulders out of my bed and onto the floor. That was my lovely morning, woken up by my older brother yelling. Feliciano was still fast asleep, lying in his bed across the room. I had to share a room with him, sadly. Ludwig, Lovino and Kiku had all gotten fed up with him, but I didn't mind my brother.
"I do not a-want to get up!"
"I DON'T A-CARE WHAT YOU WANT. GET. UP."
He growled. "GET UP OR I WILL A-START CHOKING YOU."
"No! Don't! I'm up, Lovi! I'm up!" I stood up and pulled on the hem of my pajama shirt, running my fingers over the little skulls that decorated it. He groaned loudly and started cursing rapidly
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"...I'll need a saviour." I sang.
Then turned off my keyboard. I sighed. I'll never be like Alfred F. Jones. He's such a great singer, any kid would dream to be like him. Including me.
"(Name)!" Mom called, "Time for school!"
"Ok!" I yelled, "Coming."
Then grabbed my bag and coat from the chair I placed it on and headed up the stairs from the studio I created to work on my singing and dancing. Though no one will ever see me because I'm too shy for anyone to see.
"Ok, let's go!" I said as I dashed out the door and hurried into the Lexus waiting for us outside.
Then my mom drove me to school, the one place I dread. Not because I hate it's because the people. Even though I have tons of friends the older grade picks on us so I always have to be the one to stand up for the younger grades. The worst people are the BTT, also known as the Bad Touch Trio. They always picked on me just because I always stand the younger grades ground.
Yup, that's life for yo
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Ni hao (name)." My father chirped from the kitchen, "How was your day?" I grabbed a spring roll from the fridge. "It's cool." I said, "I can't believe I use to live here." "We sure did! I had to tell you though because of the accident." Baba reminded me. "Something strange happened to me today." I spoke. "Hm, and what's that?" He asked. "A boy with dirty blonde hair with a cute little cowlick with the most bluest eyes you can ever see hugged me out of nowhere." I told him, "He says he knows me but I don't know him. Do you?" I turned to look at him. He had stopped cutting the carrots for the fried rice for dinner. "No, I do not." He sighed. I could tell something was wrong with baba, but I don't know the reason so I just left the kitchen and hurried up the stairs to my room. It wasn't much, just my bed beside the entrance and a desk beside the window that peered down on to the snowy busy streets of the small town. The most precious thing I have
Fairy Godmother's Gift .:SwitzerlandXReader:. Ch1You opened your eyes as the white and red smoke cleared there laid a man with messy blond hair,a green button down shirt and black jeans covered him. You also saw a small glint that looked like a handgun but you couldn't be sure.More Like This
"Oh you got Vash! He should be waking up soon." Fairy god mother said cheerily.
~Flash back Vash's POV~
Lilly was going to take me somewhere but she wouldn't tell me where.
"Lilly, where are you taking me?" I asked annoyed as she dragged me around the town.
"Don't worry Big Bruder, we're here." Lilly said stopping in front of a tall brick building in the downtown area.
"Lilly what is this place?" I asked as she dragged me inside. The building's inside was nicely furnished. It all looked so...expensive.
The woman in front lookd up at us and smiled.
"Hello, I'm guessing you're Vash and Lilly, am I correct?" She asked.
"Yes we are." Lilly said politly.
"Alright, whoever the appointment is for must sign this and then you are free to go up and see Fairy Godmother."
2p!EnglandxReader - Art of DistressThe History of Sir Oliver Baines-Kirkland of LondonMore Like This
Oliver Baines-Kirkland was married to [First Name] Baines-Kirkland on September 2nd, 2010. They had two sons, Timothy Carter and Riley Beckenridge as of present. Oliver Baines-Kirkland showed no prior signs of insanity or psychopathic tendencies, not did it pass onto his sons. As of current, Timothy Carter is now in collage and Riley Beckenridge is living with a family friend, Jean-Luc Masson. Oliver Baines-Kirkland was tried on an account of murder and cannibalism but released on account of insanity. He's known for being very well-behaved, except when the subject of his dead wife and sons are brought up, in which he becomes silent and somber. When pushed, he can be easily defined as 'violently discordant'.
Lili Zwingli, a helper at the mental hospital, read the card with a quiet curiosity. She hadn't been assigned to him, as the name was unfamiliar to her. She carted off his dinner to his cell, Cell 221b. She had been here for
Heta High [Readerx???]-Chapter 20It was the middle of November. Today, tennis-club was cancelled due to your teacher being 'busy', as she called it. The older club members said something about her stalking Mr. Braginski. Well, you weren't complaining. More time for you to relax. You looked through one of the windows in the hallway, and saw that it was raining heavily. In your mind, you thanked your parents that they always reminded you to carry a small umbrella in your bag.More Like This
As you made your way to the exit of the school, you saw a certain british boy standing there.
"Bloody rain... Couldn't you wait a little bit...", you heard him say.
"Hello Arthur! Is something wrong?" you asked him.
"It's just that I forgot my umbrella in my room this morning. I'll just have to wait until the rain lightens up..."
"I have a umbrella. We could share it, if you want to", you suggested.
"Really?! I mean, if that's what you want..."
"Well, let's go", you said and opened the umbrella.
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Cosmopolitan Museum certainly lived up to many expectations. Security was even more uptight than usual. Why? Well,it was because of no one but the infamous Arsene L.Kirkland.
You looked around the whole museum while you followed Inspector Jones as he led you around.
"Yikes. The security's too uptight,Inspector. Don't you think that this is well...too much for this one particular criminal?"
"Too much is not enough for that son of a--You get my point. That thief gave us the roundabout the other night and just when I thought I was going to be able to finally put him behind bars,the guy pulls out one helluva trick on me.",the Inspector looked pissed and flushed. You both continued walking around,checking with the officers on duty before the heist begins.
"Trick? Oh,right~ I saw it from the security camera footage. Quite the illusion."
"Illusion? Yeah,right. As if I'd be fooled by an illusion."
"Well...you actually did.",you thought and waved your finger around.
"There is but one tru
Songtalia A girl worth fighting for ReaderxGermany (Name) was wiping down a table at her work. Finishing up she sees some of her friends coming is. (Name) smiled for she hasn't seen her friends in a few months. First came in Gilbert. Your albino friend was laughing his strange laugh as he walked in. Kiku your Japanese friend was trying hard to ignore him. Soon after Feliciano your Italian friend was rambling on to your German friend, Ludwig.More Like This
They sat at a table near you. "Ciao, (Name)!" Feliciano said happily. "Hey guys." You say smiling as you walked toward them. "Hey guys long time no see." "Hello, (Name)-san." Kiku said politely. "Hey frau!" Gilbert said happily. "Hey Gil, how y'all been doing?" you ask. "Ugh its terrible (Name)! For a long time we've been marching off to battle. In our thundering herd, we feel a lot like cattle." Gilbert complained.
"Bruder quit complaining." Ludwig said knocking the back of his older brothers head. Gilbert brushed it off and complained more. "(
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The sound of a door creaking open resonated within the walls of the large house, followed by the sound of rustling clothes and a sigh. "I'm home," Ludwig called out gruffly, not even bothering to take off his jacket—instead, he just settled for unbuttoning it, before making his way to his room and collapsing onto his waiting bed.
Ears perking as you heard Ludwig return home, you abandoned your task at hand, which had been folding his clothes, and approached his bedroom.
You had been Ludwig's house maid for a while now; after having been short of money, all thanks to your father, you had started to search for a job. For months you were unable to find one; the most common reasons being that someone had already applied, or you just didn't like the job at all. Redemption came in the form of a phone call, though, as the strict German had called you in request that you'd be his house maid. Apparently he was busy, and needed someone at his house for a few months to cle
It's Not Worth Your Life 4 (GermanyXReader)"It is no problem," Ludwig replied, averting his gaze to the menu before him.More Like This
"What are you doing? We already ordered our food…" you questioned. Ludwig's lips quirked into a brief almost-smile that you had to replay again and again in your mind to make sure it actually happened.
"It is not for me. My friend is a very big fan of pasta, and I am looking over the selection beforehand so I do not have to listen to him go on and on about it."
"Go on and on about what?" A feminine (but somehow still masculine) voice with an Italian accent so thick you almost wondered if it was real for a second. Of course it is. Why wouldn't it be? you though to yourself. Glancing over, you took in the man's tan skin, stylish clothes, and brunette hair with the strangest gravity-defying little curl. Yep. Definitely Italian.
"Oh, nothing," Ludwig answered the newcomer, "Have a seat."
The Italian man sat in between you and Ludwig, watching you with an appraising look. "Ve~ I didn't know Luddy h
It's Not Worth Your Life 3 (GermanyXReader)After a few minutes of silent walking, you arrived with Ludwig at __[favorite restaurant]__. A waitress came over and brought you to a secluded table before flirtatiously smiling at Ludwig and walking off with a little more swing in her hips then was probably necessary. A stab of annoyance pierced your heart, twisting into an almost physical discomfort as you noticed your dining partners face becoming increasingly flushed. You averted your gaze to the menu in front of you, despite already knowing what you were going to order, just to keep from looking at Ludwig. Your thoughts began to drift as the rest of the world faded away, leaving you calm and carefree for the first time in a very long time.More Like This
"You can order vhatever you would like," the thickly accented voice sliced through your thoughts. "A friend of mine has requested to join us, he should be here soon. It vould be best for you to tell your story now, instead of in front of him. He tends to be...overdramatic about things." Ludwig
It's Not Worth Your Life Chapter 2 (GermanyXReaderYou allowed Ludwig to lead you off the bridge, you following him like a little lost puppy dog. You mind scrambled in a last-ditch attempt to figure out how he had managed to get through to you when no one else could. And why, of all things, would he feel it was his need to keep a random homeless teenager from committing...More Like This
That's when it really hit you. You were going to take your own life. You were about to take the cowards way out. Ludwig's words bounced around your head. Whatever it is, it's not worth your life. He had been right. Angry tears flooded your eyes, temporarily blinding your sight, as you realized just how big of a mistake you were planning on making.
Ludwig turned around and looked at you, unsure of how to react to the rampant tears that were flowing down your cheeks. "Are you okay?" he asked after a few moments of hesitation.
You shook your head in the universal symbol for "no", not trusting yourself to speak. Your arms wrapped around your torso, shoulders sha
It's Not Worth Your Life (GermanyXReader)It had just become too much for you to handle. It had been a mere three months since your whole family had been killed in a car crash. You had been arguing in the back seat with your brother, and when your father turned his gaze away from the road for a mere moment to reprimand you, the car blew a red light and was crushed by the massive semi truck that was passing through the intersection at that moment.More Like This
When you woke up three days later, arm in a cast and stitches in your forehead, the awful news was given to you in the kindest words possible, but it made no difference. Your family was dead. It was inconceivable at the time, your mother, your father, your little brother, all gone? Impossible!
But as the days went by, the truth slowly sank into your brain. They were gone, and it was all your fault. Days were spent in the hospital, slowly healing while watching the world go by around you from a window by your bed, wondering how those people could look so happy while you were oh so brok
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You wake up in the morning to find Ludwig not there, he had left a note on the bed ' Guten morgen (name) have a nice day. The list of jobs are on the counter." As you get out of bed you notice what you are wearing, you wore a black silk nightgown, you look in the mirror to what you are wearing asylum blush at the sight of yourself. you head down stairs to find the list ludwig left for you to do. you look at the list and find there is only two jobs, sweep the floors and tidy the rooms.
You walk upstairs to ludwig's room and make his bed, you put his pyjamas in the draws and next to where ludwig had his pj's was his Nazi uniform. you closed the draws and when back down stairs, you didn't like that ludwig was a nazi but it was his job. you wished that ludwig wasn't a nazi that he could stay home and look after you. you finish cleaning the house and decide to go to the park since you have finished for the day. as you get to the park you sit on
Hetalia - BTT x Male!Reader - These Idiots SEQUELfandom: HetaliaMore Like This
characters: Male!Reader, Bad Touch Trio
a/n: ok someone asked for a sequel of 'these idiots' so here we are!! has minor swearing and is probably incredibly bad im sorry omg
BAD TOUCH TRIO x MALE!READER – These idiots SEQUEL
“You know,” You started, staring at your three friends with a frown as you lay upside down on Francis’ bed as he rifled through his closet, “I’m surprised you’re even allowed back after the last time.”
“Mm,” Toni nodded from his position on the floor, brows furrowed slightly before he smiled, “But we can show we are responsible now, sí?”
Gilbert sent you a dirty look before returning his attention to the laptop infront of him, shrugging, “Ja, but vho says ve vere going to behave?”
“I swear to God if you even—“
“Calm down, mon ami! You ‘ave no’zing to worry about!” Francis exc
Detective!PrussiaxPartner!Male!Reader-Part One1 2 : 0 0 p m , t r a i n s t a t i o nMore Like This
You sat down on the bench, waiting for the next train to pass. The crowds of people surrounding you was unnerving as they chattered at the top of their lungs and all you tried to do was get through the first page of your book without having to start again.
You jumped at the sound of that loud, irritating laughter behind you. It wasn't familiar or anything, but it caught your attention. You looked over your shoulder to see a pale-skinned, red-eyed German at the cafe' with his two friends. A blond-haired, blue-eyed Frenchman and a unruly-haired, green-eyed Spaniard. The German had platinum blond hair and, accompanied by his seemingly porcelain white skin and his crimson eyes, you knew what he was.
"He shouldn't draw so much attention to himself," you muttered those insensitive words under your breath before returning to the book in your hands.
"I... Mi amigo, I couldn't do that to you..."
"Kesese! You know you vant to, Toni!
The First Student Ch. 1 - Sensei!Japan X ReaderYou didn't know how fast time could pass. One minute, you remember coming home from visiting the dojo for the first time, unsure if you should train under Kiku-sama or not, the next you were waking up and going to the only class for college you had that day. “Time skip much?” You sighed.More Like This
As you continued forward to the dreaded college you wanted to pass through so badly, you went by the dojo. Slowing down, you peeked inside through the gates. A smile found its way to your face as you imagined what it'd be like to actually be trained for kendo. You kept imagining the images, chuckling to yourself as picture after picture ran through your mind. One picture contained you and Kiku, holding up a gold medal that you won, hand in hand.
Gasping, you shook your head as a pink color cascaded over your cheeks. “Like that would happen...” But it could if I trained here.
A 'home'? Italy x Male!Cat!Reader part 2 You woke up warm. You cuddled into the blanket that surrounded you and the pillow that supported your head. You felt warm and safe...More Like This
Wait a minute...
Where were you anyway?
Your eyes shot open and you quickly lifted your head to analyze your surroundings. The room you were in was reasonably sized, the walls were a beige color and had some very nice paintings on the walls. The room was put together quite nicely as well; there was a red couch, a glass coffee table, a fireplace that was currently lit (letting you know someone was home.) and hardwood floors. You stood up and began to explore your surroundings.
"Ve~, Germany~! Mr.Kitty's awake"
Who the heck was he?
Your eyes widened and you bolted under the couch. "No no no,you don't need to be scared little gatto. I wont hurt you I promise!" While you were under the couch you had the chance to observe the strange man. He had brownish red
A 'home'? Italy x Male!Cat!Reader Part 1 'I'm so hungry!'More Like This
That was the only coherent thought running through your head. You hadn't eaten in days. Your stomach growled loudly as you padded down the streets of Italy near the alleyways, just in case you needed a quick get away. Your (h/c) fur was matted and scruffy looking. Your (e/c) eyes were constantly darting side to side in a futile attempt to stay on guard. You sighed 'It's not like it matters anyway.' you jumped on to a closed garbage can to rest. 'Even if something did attack me I wouldn't be able to protect myself in the condition I am now.'
There were gashes and cuts all over you, you had gotten in a fight with a few other cats the other day over a half of a loaf of bread. You began shuffling to get comfortable on the lid of the garbage can. Sure it was dangerous to rest out in the open like this but you were to tired to move any further.After internally arguing with yourself for a while you decided to close your eyes and get some rest. I mean, it co
GermanyxReader - Children and Dogs (Prize)More Like This
Why did I come here again? you thought exasperatedly, staring blankly at the pink, frilly collared shirt your blonde friend was shoving into your face with a determined expression gracing his features.
Your friend thought it would be a great idea to take you shopping with him. Clothes shopping, the one pastime you could not stand. It was something that you saw as an individual thing to do and only in necessary circumstances. You honestly could not understand your friend’s means to go to the mall and drag you along, especially since you were not willing to go in the first place.
‘Come on, _____! It’s totally cute, right?’ he shouted, his mouth split in a genial grin. You repressed a grumble. ‘I think it would look totally hot on you, girlfriend!’
‘Feliks, no,’ you mumbled, rolling your eyes as you raked through the endless clothing frames, wrinkling your nose in disgust at the majority of the styles hanging there. ‘Not
I Hope You Die! BTT x ReaderI Hope You Die!More Like This
So maybe you were dared to sing this song. MAAAAAYBE- ok, you were. Your three best friends dated you to sing 'I Hope You Die' by the Bloodhound Gang...
And dedicate it to the country of your choice. Oh, you had a nice little plan...
"...You must die I alone am best!
I hope ya flip some guy the bird,
He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve,"
You got cheers from the audience, you were grinning. You decided to have some fun, dancing across the stage.
"In front of England's tour bus,
A Bookmobile and America's truck,
Hauling hazardous biological waste,
The light turns red you have no brakes,"
More cheers and laughter, making you laugh yourself,
"And Japan gets it all on tape,
So you can see the look on your face,"
More laughter. You thought you could hear a 'Fusosososo' from the back.
"...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!,
...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!,"
People joined in with your chanting, making you smile.
"I hope your Pinto begins to spin,
Helen in Wonderland Chapter One I was busy in my room, brushing up on my studying. It was mostly composed on art styles and new designs to focus on. It was not like every day that I actually do that. Everyone else is far more busy with their own things. Slender won't let me go to his portion of the forest, because of his own reasons. And I constantly see Jeff and Smile Dog stare out my front door, wanting to bother me again. To think I had enough in one day, that was not the end of it. Dina was staying over with me, and that she would ask me what I was doing every half hour.More Like This
"Can I see, Helen? Please?" Dina asked me, peering over my shoulder. I look behind my back to see her. After hearing say that one too many times, I give in to my defeat and hand her my new sketchbook. It was filled with random doodles of trees, flowers, and interior design that I see fitting. It was more...fantasy-like than I imagined. Dina looked at the drawings, and then back to me. Then back at the drawings, th
The Wolf who fell for Little Red Riding Hood It starts with a coincidence; an unavoidable sceneMore Like This
Sadiq Adnan was many words in the dictionary, one of which happened to be a wolf. Though he wasn’t a four legged animal, he considered himself close enough to go by the word. With his furry grey ears that sprouted from his head, his sharpened teeth, his bushy grey tail, and his sharp claws, why wouldn’t he be considered one? Even though many of his features were human, he didn’t consider the word appropriate.
However, he didn’t detest himself, or the life he had been given. In fact, Sadiq enjoyed the freedom and the thrill it offered him. Sure, he hated when his clothes got wet in the rain, but the cozy little cave he found offered plenty of shelter.
Stretching out his arms while yawning, a content smile danced on his tan face. He placed one of his clawed hands against the trunk of a thick tree.
“Yup,” he sighed with content, looking at the clear sky above that could be seen through the bran
Too Hot for Clothes: PrussiaxReaderI wheezed and staggered up the porch steps, then fumbled to open the front door. The heat was unimaginable: the weather reports that morning had promised the day would be well over 100 degrees Fahrenheit with at least seventy percent humidity, and Mother Nature had not failed to deliver.More Like This
The feeling of my clothes and hair clinging to my sweaty skin was enough to make me want to move to Antarctica right that instant, and my grip on the grocery bags I was carrying slipped due to my sweaty fingers. Finally I managed to open the door and stumbled inside, praying for relief from the moist, heavy air, but there was none, seeing as the air conditioning in the home my husband and I lived in was broken. We were going to fix that extremely soon, I decided.
“Gil, I’m home,” I called out to my husband as I walked further inside. “Come help with the groc--,” I dropped the bags I was holding on the ground, covered my eyes and screamed in s
Crazy Romanian Laws ReaderXRomania ~Crack~You sat in your living room watching TV, while waiting for your friend Romania. You liked cartoons but not the new one's, just the old timey one's that Walt Disney made. What could you say? You grew up with it. Out of all the character your favorite was none other than Mickey Mouse. He just did the most outragous things, well at least to you.More Like This
"[Name]~!"came the happy cry of your friend banging at the door.
Pausing the show you got up to unlock the door.
"Comeing!"you called as you opened the door.
"[NAME]~!"he yelled as he tackled you to the floor.
"Get off already!"you said pushing him away.
"Aww don't be like that [Name]~!"he sang cheerily.
You laughed as you shut the door and turned to him.
"You hungry?"you said as you turned and walked into your kitchen.
"No but since we're going to be watching movie's let's make popcorn!"Romania said as he found the popcorn box.
"Good idea!"you said as you put the baggy into the microwave and wathced it start to slowly pop.
Touchy-Feely (Awesome Trio x Reader)Touchy-Feely (Awesome Trio x Reader)More Like This
Pop, pop, pop. The popcorn in the microwave softly beat out a tune, to which you gladly submitted to. A sigh of relief escaped your lips. “Home! Finally...” you breathed to yourself. Today had been a long, tiring day in which your main duty had been to deal with aggravating, ungrateful, belligerent people whose days’ had suddenly become ten times more important than yours.
You flopped down on your couch clad in baggy pajama pants and a tank top. “Time for a Doctor Who marathon,” you said, taking up your remote and pointing it at the television. You wrapped a fluffy blanket around your shoulders for extra warmth. “And no one’s gonna—”
Your sentence was cut off as a loud pounding on the door. Your gaze snapped to it in annoyance and you let out a loud groan. Begrudgingly, you stood from your comfortable position on the couch and shuffled to it. Whoever it is better be ready to pay...
The Broken ButterflyShe tries to flyMore Like This
Can a butterfly
With broken wings
She raises them
Gazing with longing
At the stars
She tries again
Trying to lose ground
And searches for help
Her friends worry
They want her to fly
But how can a
Broken wings fly?
She'll open uo
If they promise not to go
She wants to fly
They want to help
She doesn't want to die
They want her to soar
The broken butterfly
On the wings
My friends gave me
Wings made of
PrussiaxReader I will shoot you...You strapped on your arm guard and picked up your black compound bow, looking out at the target. It was pretty far away, and there was a slight breeze. You pulled an arrow out of your quiver, nocked it, and took another look at the distance between you and the target.More Like This
You took aim, your keen eyes picking out the target in the moonlight. You went still, feeling the world around you, listening to your soft breathing, and then you shot. Your arrow whizzed past your cheek, slicing through the air, and hit the center of your small paper target.
Archery had always calmed you down, and you loved the silence of the night. So you had started shooting at night in the forest near your home. You had spent most of the night tossing and turning, completely unable to sleep, so you had come out once again to do the only thing that would help.
You listened to the stillness of the night and closed your eyes, feeling the wind on your face and in your hair. A twig cracked behind you, and you spun in a blu
4 demon's lust Sebastianx ReaderxCiel~You sleep till noon,More Like This
You died but came to life,
Now we remove ugly thoughts~
You had woken up feeling something moving up and down your arm, it was warm and soft. You opened your eyes only to see blurry vision.
"Wh-what happened?" you tried to get up but your body felt heavy and slow, you wanted to get up but couldn't.
"Shhh, everything is going to be fine ___" you heard a very deep voice, it sounded much like Sebatians but only more evil sounding.
You looked over to where the voice came from, the figure was rubbing your arm slowly.
You couldn't think, your mind was empty, you just listened and let every word he said sink in.
"Who are you?" you weren't scared.
"___, you should know" his voice was playful and full of ego.
"S...no...Sebatian?" you were confused.
"Why can't I see anything?" you were more concerned about your loss of sight.
"I took it away for a while, it'll be more fun playing with you." he said leaning close to your face only inches away.
"Sebatian! Why would
Request : Itachi x Reader - New RecruitMore Like This
MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR NARUTO
Itachi looked in interest at the new recruit, (Name). She seemed distant ... and quiet. Then again, she was now branded as an S Rank criminal and Deidara was trying to get her to spill the beans on what she did, but no matter what he tried ... she remained silent. Itachi had to admit that he was curious, too ... but it wasn't in his nature to pry into people's business, especially during a training session
"Come on, (Name). You can tell us ... I mean, Itachi over there killed his whole clan in a single night! ... Apart from his brother Sasuke" Deidara said
Itachi flinched at the name. He really did care for his little brother ... and it hurt so much to be forced into making Sasuke hate him. But, if he hadn't done it, then Sasuke would have ...
"Deidara cut it out" Itachi said, slightly shaken
"You guys are no fun, you know that?" Deidara groaned
Itachi noticed that (Name) was looking at him. Clearly, he had piqued her interest ...
Allies X Baby Country Reader (England's Ending!)More Like This
Allies X Baby Country Reader (England’s Ending!)
Everyone gasped in surprise when little (c/n) began to crawl towards Britain. He stared down at her with disbelief that she actually chose him. A small smile formed on the Englishman’s face as he bent down and scooped up the young country into his arms.
She looked up at her new big brother and a silly cute smile appeared on the baby’s face. It warmed his heart seeing her adorable smile.
“Hi there, love.” He whispered softy to her.
Blinking a couple times, (c/n) giggled and quietly rested her head against her brother’s shirt.
Britain held down the urge to squeal in delight. He looked up and noticed the rest of the Allies staring at him.
“What are you staring at?” he questioned.
“Britain, dude. Are you sure you wanna do this?” America asked in a worrie
Allies X Baby Country Reader (China's Ending!)More Like This
Allies X Baby Country Reader (China’s Ending)
Everyone gasped in shock when little (c/n) began to crawl towards China. The Chinese man smiled warmly as he carefully picked up the young nation and cradled her in his arms.
“No fair, dude! I want a little sister!” America pouted while glaring at China.
China flashed the American a threatening glare as he held (c/n) more protectively, “Don’t be so stupid, America!”
“He’s right, stop acting so immaturely.” England scolded his younger brother.
“Ugh…fine, but only if I get to visit the dudette.” America stated.
“Alright…” China groaned in annoyance.
China looked down at the little country, his anger vanished when you looked up at him with your adorable smile and sparkly (e/c) eyes.
“Best of luck to you my friend, she’ll be a lovely country.” France said, wiping a
Teacher!England x Abused!Student!Reader (Oneshot)More Like This
Teacher!England x Abused!Student!reader. (oneshot)
Teach Me How to Love Again
_____- your name
(e/c)- eye color
(No p.o.v )
No one really noticed her existence. She was shy...quiet. But most of all she was beautiful...or at least Arthur Kirkland thought so. He was her english teacher, but he loved everything about her...her smile, her laugh, the way her (e/c) eyes lit up when she was happy...everything about her amazed him. So when he saw she had a boyfriend, he was upset...then he saw the first bruise that was on her, (skin tone), angel like face, he made him so angry...how dare someone hurt his ____. He tried to talk to her about it, but she claimed she fell and that she was okay.....he knew better then that though. He knew her better then she realized.
It was her boyfriend....it had to be. He could just feel it in his blood. he was hitting her...abusing her...the bruises kept appearing but no one but him seemed to care
Guilty Pleasures GermanyxReader You sighed, crossing one of your bare legs over the other as you watched your rather attractive German boyfriend run around the nearby track. Fanning yourself with one hand, you tilted your head back, closing your eyes, a groan leaving your lips. When Ludwig had told you he would be going out for a quick jog, you had made the mistake of taking him literally. It had been an hour. In this heat.More Like This
Your tongue ran over your lips as you leveled your head, raising a hand up to touch the frames of your heavily tinted sunglasses, sliding them slowly down the bridge of your nose just enough so your piercing (e/c) gaze could look over the accessory. You let yourself smirk just barely as you caught sight of your boyfriend. He had taken his shirt off only moments after you two had gotten here, and you had to say that you didn't object.
The track was close to where you sat, the small, paved, oval, sitting only a few feet away from you. Continuing to keep your
Germany X Suicidal!Reader: ....The Fallen SoldierIt’s as if the world mourned for her. The sky threatened to spill its tears on the people who gathered in black and remembered a young girl that was no more. Most of these people’s eyes were burned red from acidic tears of mourning, but there were a few that kept their true feelings behind of mask of internal strength. Ludwig had never seen his friends cry like this before, even his brother was releasing tears. But he remained neutral and did not crack his dead expression.More Like This
“Lud, it’s okay to let it out.” Gilbert stated as he put a reassuring hand on Ludwigs shoulder.
“I have nothing to let out Bruder.” He responded
“You must be feeling something.”
“I am... shocked.”
“She did always seem happy, didn’t she?”
“Did you notice?” Ludwig asked
“No,” he replied, “I don’t think anyone did.”
Hetalia X CancerPatient!Reader: Make A Wish~More Like This
You live a different type of life. One full of white rooms and doctors, a home full of machines that are meant to help you stay alive. Your disease has gotten worse over the last couple of months, though the doctors didn't tell you directly. You overheard them. But you have a safe place. With just the push of a power button, you’re online. On your laptop you go to your favorite website. Of course it’s social media- but a different type. One where you can talk with friends from around the world. You had stumbled across this one group where they had all met each other in person via foreign exchange. They were kind enough to let you join their circle. They don’t know you had a disease- they don’t know you’re dying. You liked it that way. You converse without them feeling restricted about what they can talk about.
They’re your only friends. You
Red Wedding (Romano X Reader)More Like This
Contest Entry for: :iconBubblemints:
There was so much we could have done together, you and I.
Italy had been such a beautiful place to you, once upon a time.
As you gaze at the horizon on the Atlantic Ocean far away, there are so many colourful memories that dance about in that intelligent head of yours as you inhale the sweet air. Valentine’s Day in Italy today is very mild….
You remember the scenery of your lovely country Italia, with its leafy trees and swaying grasses that had surrounded your gorgeous white villa by the ocean, the thriving garden you had tended to in the backyard, vibrant sunsets and golden sunrises of the fiery sun as it had set and risen, and the sparkling and frothing of the ocean as the sun had descended below its waves to sleep. You recall the smells, sweet fragrances of the blooming flowers, fresh salty scents of the nearby ocean’s crashing waves, earthy aromas of the wet sand on the beach, and light perfumes of the can
Finland's Little GirlNordics x Little!ReaderMore Like This
Finland's Little Girl
Sweden closed the newspaper and folded it, he carefully set it aside before standing up and making his way towards the front door. As he did, he was watched by three pairs of eyes.
"Huh. I wonder what Finland's yelling about now?" asked Iceland. Norway shrugged and glared at Denmark.
"Hey, I didn't do anything Norgie!" Pleaded Denmark; throwing his hands up in the air. Norway tugged on Denmark's tie.
"Call me that again and I will strangle you." He tugged harder on Denmark's tie to emphasise his point. Denmark only shrugged.
"Come on Norgie! Just chill will you? Don't get your panties in a twi--" He was cut off by Norway strangling him with his tie. Iceland sighed before standing up and exiting the living room.
"You'd think that he would stop wearing ties after being strangled by them so much.." he muttered under his breath. He left the two on their own and headed to where Sweden and Finland were. Iceland saw th
Little!NordicsxBig!Sister!Reader ~Stormy Nights~It was stormy night, and five little boys sat in the living room. Lukas and Emil were sitting in front of the window, watching the rain drops hit the window. Tino and Berwald were building things with blocks, and Mathias was sitting on the floor coloring. You were in their bedroom, putting clothes and toys away and fixing their beds. They all shared a room since they refused to sleep without each other. You heard thunder and looked up.More Like This
In the living room, Emil, the youngest climbed out of the chair and ended up falling on his butt. It didn't seem to affect him much, and he got up and walked to the room you were in. You heard the door creak up, and you glanced over to it.
"What's wrong, Emil? Is Mathias throwing gummy bears at you again?" You asked as you walked over to the boy.
"No..." The boy frowned. You went over to him and picked him up, knowing he was most likely afraid of the thunder. You brought him to the living room where his brother was and sat him down next to him. They all
The Right One [Spain x Shy!Reader]More Like This
The brightly colored spines of various books presented themselves neatly to you. Thinking thoughtfully about which novel you would take a look at today, the decision came down to two individual books both with equally attention-grabbing cover titles and summaries.
Ah well- if you didn’t finish both of them in the time you had, you could always check it out and take it home to read. The familiar texture of the smooth pages and the descriptive usage of words by the author brought you into a different world as if you were with the characters you were reading about. You were so deeply absorbed it seemed that you hadn’t noticed someone tapping on your shoulder.
“…con permiso chica?”
You looked up slowly, titling your head slightly upward. The moment your [EyeColor] eyes met his emerald ones they widened slightly.
“A-Ah! Sorry- am I in your way?” y
10 for 10 Premium Membership Giveaway!! CLOSED!!I don't feel like I gave enough back to you fabulous peeps! Soooooo! I have decided to give away 10 one month premium memberships to 10 lucky deviants. Yay!! I know you are wondering what you have to do to get one? All you have to do is fav this journal, watch me, join the group, and spread the word! Post a link to the journal about this giveaway in the comments below!! That is all! I will announced the winners August 1, 2013!More Like This
Army Dad!America x Daughter!Reader: Coming HomeMore Like This
Contains: Mild Cursing...
The sound of a loud BEEP cut through the air of the quiet and dark room where you slept. Groaning, you began to slap your nightstand in your lazy attempt of finding your cell phone. After feeling a rubbery case, you picked it up, lifted your face from your pillow, eyes open, and unlocked the device, which caused you to squint. Shutting off the alarm that had disturbed you from your dream and locking the phone, you let your head fall back onto the soft and plush pillow.
Pulling your hand back under the covers, taking the phone along with you, you tried to fall back asleep, not wanting to face the day. “It's too early for this,” you yawned out, a small stretch following close after.
As soon as you thought you could get away with sleeping in, you were proven wrong. A hand came on your shoulder and shook it gently, kisses peppering the back of your head and side of your face.
AmericaxReader: Beautiful scarsMore Like This
No one would love me
If they knew all the things I hide
My words fall to the floor
As tears drip through the telephone
You woke to the sound of your phone ringing. Eyes too tired to open, you felt the top of your nightstand for the phone, grabbing it eventually. You flipped open your phone and pressed it to your ear, letting out a tired “Hello.”
“Hey, _______!” You heard a familiar cheerful voice.
Your eyes shot open, “Oh, hey Alfred. Why’re you calling so early in the morning?”
Alfred chuckled, “It’s almost noon, _______. And I was wondering if you wanted to go to the beach. The weather’s perfect and the beach isn’t too far away.”
There was a long silence. You slowly thought about how to respond, well, more like what excuse you were going to use as your fingers traced the scars on your arms gingerly. You had stopped cutting months ago, but scars aren’t just going to go away. They were permanent. They
Germany x Depressed!Reader~Your POV~More Like This
Beep, beep, beep, beep!
You groaned as you turned and shut off your alarm. As you did, you realized the long, perfect cuts on your arm. Shocked, you immediately shot upwards. That’s when you remembered.
“You’re useless. You are just a burden to me. Trash. I only went out with you because I felt sorry for you. Now, get off my doorstep before I have to make you, you sorry woman.”
Your ex-boyfriends words rung in your ear. He had said those words to you a week ago, and finally, fed up with stabbing only a pillow every night, you advanced to your arms.
You sighed. “I should probably put some bandages on, or else Ludwig, Feli and (Femalebestfriend) will get worried…” You thought. They were already worried enough as it was, seeing you push people away, not wanting to get close to someone ever again.
Taking a deep breath, you got up, got dressed, bandaged your arm, decided to skip breakfast, brushed your teeth, p
Contest Entry: Pregnant!Reader x PrussiaStay With MeMore Like This
You were sitting on your (colour) sofa, rubbing your swollen belly contently. You were now almost 9 months pregnant with yours, and your husband, Gilbert's child. Neither of you knew the gender of the unborn child; you had opted not to take the test. You both thought that it would be a magical surprise to wait until your child was actually born to know their gender. Of course your husband was Gilbert Beilschmidt so he did tend to regret his decision and get a little impatient sometimes, nagging and occasionally poking your tummy. You would just shake your head, smiling, and slap his hand away.
At the current moment your restless husband was in the kitchen......cleaning. Nine months ago, Gilbert wouldn't even have known where the cleaning supplies were stored, but your pregnancy had changed all that. Gilbert had started looking after you much more, especially when it came to the third trimester, he insisted that he do most everything for you. He wouldn'
Uncharted Imorata (BEN DROWNED x Reader) part 1More Like This
My eyes were soldered to the plasticity of the screen's ebony border. I couldn't look at the words orchestrated to me. Every incredulous thought I ever had is now being tested by each second I carefully scrutinize with thought.
[JustRescued] Replied: Can I visit you? I'm already in (Region you live in). We can have fun hanging out.
[(Profile name)] Replied: I've been busy.. my mom and dad are holding me hostage because they're paranoid..
[JustRescued] Replied: Paranoid of what? If anyone hurts you, you know that I'll find them.
[(Profile Name)] Replied: I know, stop being so.. concerned. It's just they're paranoid of murderers.. Violators. It's been going on so much. Its just creepy.
I began to panic on the fact that he didn't reply as fast witted to his norm self. I sighed and stiffened when I heard a creek towards the stairs. With him it wasn't the fact that I was afraid of talking to him, I was afraid of being incorrect. There's no doubt he
UkraineXFem!Reader (Yuri) part 1UkraineXFem!Reader (Yuri)More Like This
"I'm so sorry little brother! I hope we can see eachother again!" Katyusha said to her little brother while running away with tears in her baby blue eyes. Ivan tried to stop her , but she was already gone. The Soviet Union had collapsed, and Katyusha was now on her own. Independent. Alone. Ukraine started to wipe her tears and then looked around and cried out. "Does anyone want to be my friend? Hello, somebody?" Nobody answered. In fact, nobody even noticed her. Katyusha started to walk down the street. "I wish ñåñòðà was with me...even though I want to be independent, I still want to have friends!" Tears formed in her eyes and she let them fall freely. While she was walking, Katyusha saw a familiar face, it was _______. You were the representative of _______, and you knew Katyusha only as Ukraine. However, Katyusha knew alot about you. She always talked to you when she could, at meetings, on the phone....
Katyusha ran to
La Doncella (Knight!Spain x Reader)More Like This
Today was the big day.
Despite the abundance of banners, garlands, confetti and all manner of celebratory decoration about the village, the atmosphere was not a pleasant one. Tables stood groaning with the momentous weight of food stacked high atop them, the very best that the village had to offer. Not a bit of it had yet to be eaten. The air of fear about the place gave even these cheery accessories an uncomfortable edge, like the very air was turning it poisonous. Sour, like bad milk. Even the dazzling rays of the rising sun do nothing to dissipate the tension.
You, you are sweetly oblivious.
Mainly because you've been stuffed to the gills sweet wine and peculiar herbs.
Hazy motes of dust fluttered carelessly above you, a beam of sun pouring in through the window. To you, the dust looked like shredded feathers and if only your limbs had not felt so heavy, you would reach out, and grab one.
But of course, all you did was lie there, gazing mindlessly up at the square of light as though
Curiosity (England x Fairy!Reader x Scotland)You were warned about the humans.More Like This
Repeatedly, in fact.
But you just can't help yourself.
The truth is, humans totally fascinated you.
From their clothes, houses, weird machines and the way they went about their everyday lives...it was an endless source of interest to you and your fellow fae. Older fairies kept telling you that, as interesting as they may be, humans were to be treated with caution. Fairies might have magic, but humans have traps and are clever, especially if they see something they want. You are no match against these mysterious giants. You've always found this rather strange- not many humans can even see fairies, after all.
The only human that you know of that can see fairies is Arthur Kirkland.
You like Arthur. Not only does he have the Sight, but he's always incredibly friendly and polite to any winged guests that come by his house. You know he has regular fairies that follow him around wherever he goes, but they are a little more powerful than you are, and rather mo
Myth, sona text refName: MythMore Like This
Gender: Agender, He/they pronouns
D.O.B: September 4th
Weight: 112 llbs.
Eye colour: blue-grey
Hair Colour: blond
Hair Style: short, straight in front, fluffy and swept, back is curly/wavy
Occupation: Pack Member, gang boss
Piercing(s): Anarchy gauges, small, in both ears
Tattoo(s): Tribal style abstract on right shoulder blade, "FUCK" on knuckles of right hand, "YOU!" on knuckles of left hand, "Myth" on back of neck and another tribal style abstract along left collarbone, pack (gang) tattoo, left shoulder. (Top one)
Scar(s): Multiple lacerations along arms, torso and neck
Clothes: Black biker jacket w/fringe along arms and back
Baggy-ish grey jeans
Flowergirl bio New creepypasta OCFull Name: Rosie Rayven FinkMore Like This
Creepypasta name: Flowergirl
Date of Birth: March 17th, 1997
Place of Birth: Lafayette, Louisiana. Mothers bedroom.
Actual age- 17 (Year of 2014)
Height: 4 foot 3 inches
Weight: 62 pounds. (About 74 pounds if under the care of another creepypasta)
Race: Born human. Became an undead and immortal being not long after death.
Eyes: Right eye is blue, left eye is green. Her blue eye came about as a result of being blind in it.
Hair: Long, auburn. Goes town to her knees. Straight until the last 5 inches, where it becomes wavy.
Skin: Pale, white. Not deathly pale, but pale like someone who spends 2/3 of their time inside.
Markings: She has a small scar at the corner of her right eye- an injury at death rendered her blind in that eye. There is a long, large scar about an inch wide running from her right sh
///Jeff the Killer x Reader~Ch.7~••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••More Like This
You stop the tears before they broke out. You wiped angrily and looked into the woods again. Slenderman was staring at you. How long has he been there?
You look away hoping he didn't see you cry. Something flashed and he stood in front of you.
He looked down and you stared up. A tear came down your face and you gasp before wiping it away and looking down.
I SAW EVERYTHING
A voice said into your head. You knew it was him talking to you.
In response, you nod.
DON'T BE AFRAID.
You raised and eyebrow.
BE AS BRAVE AS YOU WERE IN THE FOREST.
"I wasn't brave." you say confused.
PEOPLE DON'T USUALLY STOP AND STARE AT ME. YOU KEPT
Creating an Original Creepypasta OC for DummiesCreating an Original Creepypasta OC for DummiesMore Like This
So, you’ve probably seen all the awesome OCs floating around on DA. You may have heard that creepypasta OCs are hard to create. That’s not true at all, and I’ll show you why in a bit. Or maybe you received criticism for an earlier OC of yours. Well, even if your character is in fact poorly designed, all legitimate art is still art. So while you shouldn’t ignore constructive criticism, you shouldn’t listen to the haters. I’ve noticed most of those people don’t even do art at all and just troll the forums and insult shippings that aren’t their personal favourites. What losers, eh?
Which in a way brings me to my first point which is more about how to avoid criticism: don’t ship your character with an existing pasta unless you have permission. The original creator probably wouldn’t approve if they knew, and it’s just bad form. Nothing brings the critics out like making your sup
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“Well how do I look, Levi?” You turned around and flashed a bright smile. Levi could only look at you with awe and amazement. He needn’t say anymore because his eyes said it all. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his cheeks against yours.
“You’re beautiful.” He whispered in your ear and you flushed with embarrassment.
“Don’t flatter me, Levi!” You cupped his cheek and kissed him.
“No need to be humble, sweetheart. So are we going to stay home all day or go out and celebrate our anniversary?” He asked, making his way towards the door,
“Don’t forget it’s also Valentine’s Day!” You called out after him to which he turned around and gave you a smirk. You sighed, smiling, he didn’t forget.
Walking hand in hand, you saw all the festivities that were taking place. Today was the day to celebrate love. You watched as girls walked hand in hand, holding flowers and gift bags
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"Lucaino, I can explain-", you started as you turned to face him.
You had only taken half a step before a knife was pointed at your face. Your heart stopped beating for a mere second as the sharp objected was near you.
"'Explain'? You think I want an explination from a cazzo cagna such as yourself? I laugh at your pity", he spat out with a death glare.
He looked up at Al, who was standing behind you emotionless.
"Prendete la vostra puttana e uscire dalla mia vista", Lucaino said as he put the knife away.
You heard Al make that annoyed noise again before answering back.
"Yeah, yeah. I will".
You had fallen to your knees in complete distress, hoping that he hadn't just threatened you. But, sure enough, he did.
Lucaino looked down at you with absolute disgust.
"And for the record", he started as he pulled out a folded piece of paper. It was one of the love notes you wrote him. You were happy to know he kept it.
"I don't date ragazzas like you. Especially one's who have a thing for lying".
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The world around you is slowly disappearing.
The nuclear explosion, it was huge, but it happened so long ago...
Why was it ruining you now? How could it be?
You were almost hyperventilating, trying to keep yourself from breathing in the fumes.
“[Name], calm down...” Sollux muttered to you, even though he was breathing the same way. He put an arm around you as the two of you sat under a tree, at least attempting to regain the breath you lost.
You swallowed hard, trying to bring your brain to construct a sentence. “I-I can’t... what’re we going to do...?” Your words came out sort of jumbled, but you just couldn’t help it. You couldn’t think. Everything was happening all at once. One moment, you were taking pictures with Sollux being a usual tourist, and in the next moment, some sort of infected beings were chasing after you, threatening your life.
“I don’t know yet, but we’ll figure somethin