Pirate!UK x Reader...The Bonds of Time Pt 19
Chapter 19-He Came
The bells rang eerily in my ears.
My own brother...
Wales stood by him as Scotland and the twins were in fits of unimaginable fury.
Prussia had done this.
He had set us free.
But setting us free...
he let out monsters.
I watched in utter horror. Not even noticing the rowdy crowd around me. Dropping my cutlass onto the floor and kneeling as if I had just lost a piece of my own heart.
"I-Is he really..."
Wales turned his head. Tears in his eyes as he finally took his gaze away from my little dead brother. He was pale and as cold as ice. And slowly...very slowly...
he nodded his head.
My heart shattered suddenly like pieces of a broken vase.
I felt myself trembling. As hard as it could. I was shaking as I heard Scotland's furious screams echo through the open lane as he angrily flipped a crewman over his right shoulder. Tears were crying through his eyes like no tomorrow.
I wanted to kill them all.
I wanted to see them all dead.
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Your parents then looked at the both of you and asked "What is going on?!" Alfred walked over to you and gripped your shoulders in a tight hug and replied "[y/n], me, and a buddy of ours are going on a date". They were confounded at what they were hearing but shrugged it off and set the date.
'Oh dear lord, what have I gotten myself into?'
And it continues … again ….
Soon, Saturday came in the blink of an eye! You were nervous considering you've never been on a "real" date before. You went out with some friends that were guys in the past but there was never anything serious.
You decided to set your alarm at 6am since you figured it was a "date" you could at least attempt to look nice. You pulled out the last dress you had (since you only owned 2 and already wore the other one). It was a nice simple dress, that buttoned up from the waist to the hem of the collar. The dress was white
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'What is he blushing for? Also, his face is like a bright tomato...' You were curious enough to stare at him.
"W-Why are you looking...?" he stuttered nervously.
"Nevermind. Let's go back to work."
Later after that, Arthur arrived at the photo shoot. He was all set, there's no need for him to do make up or any outfit changes, he was already look that good. Your eyes had been stuck on him while making different poses. Arthur CAN be hot too.
"Hello __~" Arthur greeted you cheerfully.
"Hi." you said.
"Are you tired?" Arthur questioned.
"I see, good to hear." thus, he smiled.
'Ah, so cheesy!!! It gives me goosebumps!!!' Alfred got irritated again. Sceneries kept happening like that in the set, it was driving Alfred mad. He was doing his work by himself while you were working with Arthur on the other side. His close photographer-friend asked him why Alfred's eyes were glued on the two and growing some sort of "Russian aura." He wanted to say the truth yet
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You sigh in defeat as you slump backward into the chair. These thoughts were running through your head and it was annoying you like hell.
"I've always wanted you *name*."
Just that one line made your face heat up like a cherry. You tilted your head to the side to cover it, but it was no use. You hear England speak quietly, "Heh. *Name*, don't hide your blush from me. It is only me of course." He then starts laughing lowly.
Who was this man? Where was the gentleman that you once knew? The England who loved drinking tea with you, or reading to you. The man who always somehow set the kitchen on fire? That man was now replaced by a 'France' in disguise. England was now slightly perverted sounding. Especially since you were chained to a chair. He probably thought it was kinky or some bullshit.
Just has you were thinking theses thoughts, you we
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Can I have some comments people? *cricket sounds* Oh well worth a try >.
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"No!" you cry as you bolt upright from your bed. You look at the clock on your bedside table and notice that it's 4:38 AM. "Just a dream," you say and sigh in relief. You wipe the sheen of cold sweat from your forehead. You dreamt that Feli, your best friend, had gone into a mysterious mansion with your other friends and had encountered an extremely hostile monster that trapped them in there. It was a part of a recurring dream: you had had it several times, each being a different point in time. All of them were in that mansion. This time your point of view was directly behind Feli. You were forced to watch as your friends all died before your eyes. Towards the end of the dream, you could feel Feli's desperation to protect them and his despair at not being able to. He was utterly alone, and that's when the monster struck. It raised its nasty, hairless arm and slashed downwards toward Feli. You ran towards him screaming, and that's when you woke up. One of the things that really sticks i
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Soon enough it was around ten o'clock, and I had found myself bored to death. I wasn't even in the mood to watch any more TV… I didn't really want to from the start. My mind was completely set on the whole 'hand-cuffed-with-my-crush' thing. I sighed out loudly.
"(name), sorry about that… Would you like to take a walk?"
"Wha- but… that's just embarrassing!"
"It'll be fine, just trust me, won't you?"
I let my eyes wander off to the blank walls of the room, but from the corner of my eye, I can see Arthur putting on a serious face. Surprised, I gaze into Arthur's eyes, and he remains still and silent. His eyes were green. Green like a tropical forest in utopia. Or maybe the green from a familiar fairytale I heard long ago about the Wizard of Oz… Either way, his eyes just mesmerize me, and as soon as his eyes lock onto yours, you can't simply look away.
"I suppose… Yeah, why not?"
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The Brit sat up straight and began to dig furiously through his drawers when he pulled out an old, worn out leather book. It was his old Dark Magic book full of healing spells and such. He thumbed through the pages, eyes scanning for key words. He finally stopped, and read furiously down the page. He found it. The cure. He would have jumped up and danced around in joy if he weren't a gentleman.
"Mint!" he called out excitedly. The odd green mammal appeared in fron of him.
"Look! I can save her!" Arthur held up the book, smiling ear to ear. "I can save ________! She won't be blind or sick anymore! Why didn't I think of this before?!"
Mint bunny scanned the page, then looked up sadly at Arthur, "Her memory will be wiped. The spell
England x Reader - Arcades (Request)"…Why did you guys drag me here again?" you asked your friends, tapping your foot impatiently against the floor.More Like This
"Because we needed someone to keep track of the scores so the loser has to treat us to dinner later." replied (Friend 1), still pressing buttons on her controller, not even looking away from the screen for one second.
"Even so, why me? You know I hate arcades." you continued complaining, very unsatisfied with their answer.
"Cuz' everyone one else was busy." said (Friend 2), somehow able to play with one hand and eat chips with the other at the same time.
"There's nothing for me to do here though…"
"Here (Name), you can play too. There's room for one more player." (Friend 3) called out.
"…Nevermind, I'll just watch." you replied, while your friends kept on screaming "Die alien, die!"
"Oh yeah dude! I win again!" you heard from behind you.
'Ugh, and this is why I hate arcades, everything's too loud!' you thought exasperatedly, but decided to see who was yelling anyway, not eve
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"I-I'm sorry!" A [h/c] haired girl yelled.
"[Name] do you know how long it took me to get enough money to buy this!?" He yelled, holding up his laptop.
"N-no....but I said I was sorry! It was an accident!" You yelled back.
"How the bloody hell do you accidentally break a laptop screen!?"
"B-But I was us-"
Arthur sighed and started rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"You know what, [Name]? Maybe you should just go home."
He glared at you.
"I said go!"
You stepped back with wide eyes as you stared at him in shock.
You stomped to his door.
You turned around towards him with tears streaming down your face.
He looked at you with wide eyes.
"Don't ever call me! Don't talk to me anymore, you stupid asshole! I hate you!" You yelled as you slammed the door.
Arthur put his hands in front of his face and fell to the floor.
"What have I done?"
The next morning you woke up with tear stains on your face.
You went to look in
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England remembered. Once he saw that mansion, goosebumps had raised everywhere on his body, and he secretly wanted to hide in a corner and block everyone and everything from his mind.
"I don't like this." He muttered as America eagerly opened the door to rush inside, all while proclaiming that he was a hero. England refrained himself from begging the group he was with to not go inside, because he remembered Italy telling explaining to them in the past time line that everyone always ended up inside the mansion. Inside to face that thing.
That magical, tainted creature, covered in blackness, despair, and misery. The whole mansion was covered in that taint. And England could see all the time. He couldn't ever stop seeing it. He hated his magical Sight more than anything at the moment.
England gave a start. Was that France, laying in the hallway bleeding? No, England had just paid attention to know that France had gone upstairs. So, was this an impression then? One o
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"Fine..." You took out a paper.Alfred gave you a box full of pockys and you slowly opened the paper and...
"Uh well.Then let's play..."
You both sat on the floor,just looking at each other
'For the first time in your life do something right!!!This is your chance to kiss your crush so you must do it right!'
"Ready to loose!" Alfred said
"Hahahaha no! You~ are going to loose" You took a pocky and placed it in your mouth.Alfred was red like a tomato,no! He was
even redder than that! Antonio's tomatoes would be nothing compared to this red
"Come on Alf!Don't chiken out~!" You teased
"I'm not chikening out!" He took the other side of the pocky inside his mouth.You both looked determined to win.You took one
bite,and another,and other as Alfred did the same.
'COme on_____!Almost the end just a little more'
You were too concentrated in the game that didn't notice a
Together? Kaoru awoke later in the day, still in the hospital bed with his twin. The doctors told him he almost went into a coma, and that they wanted to keep him under emergence watch because his lung almost collapsed. Hikaru's face was black when they were told this, simply because he couldn't believe that anyone would do that to his brother.More Like This
The steady beeping of the machine next to him kept him calm. He was alive, right? His heart was still beating. Even thought it was getting on his nerves, very deeply, he put up with it because it ment his brother was alive.
Hikaru looked down at said brother and stared into identical hazel eyes, so much like his own except for that faint purpling bruise around his twins right eyes. He lifted a hand up to caress his cheep, thumb gently rubbing circles onto the purpled skin. The eyes he stared into closed, leaning into his touch.
"Hi, Hikaru," Kaoru blinked his eyes open again.
Scarred The only thing he could feel was the pain in his ribs, head, and legs. The only thing he remembered was the darkness that still clouded his vision. He vaguely heard voices around him, some talking in hushed whispers, other yelling. Some voices that should have been there weren't there. Like on very special voice that he wanted to hear, he couldn't hear it.More Like This
He became aware of a weight on his hand. It felt like something was in it. Something was touching it. Another hand, it felt like. Maybe it was the missing voices.
"Guys, I think he's waking up," he recognized Haruhi's voice somewhere near him. "Be quite, he's coming to!"
Someone places their hand on his forehead. If he could find his words, he would tell them to move it. The hand felt heavy and hard, and nothing like the one he wanted to feel.
His eyes fluttered open. Instantly, he regretted opening them because the room was so bright. He groaned, feeling instant
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Just as he finished this thought, a hand came down on the back of his neck, pulling the collar of his blazer back and forcing him to choke. Its one of them, one of the jocks that likes to beat him up for no apparent reason. He should cry for Hikaru, or maybe a teacher. But hes frozen in fear. His feet wont move.
But right before another hit is about to make its way to his already bruised ribs, he ducks out of the way and onto the floor, rolling on his side coughing. His ribs were still very bruised and weren't going to get any better if this kept happening. He was all ready on the floor, he realized after
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He turned his shoulders slightly, making them flush against the warm body he laid on. He didnt need to open his eyes to know that it was his older brother. He would know that warmth anywhere.
His eyes fluttered open, gazing lazily up at him. "Heeellloo," he spoke in a thick, drozy tone, his voice sounding different than usual.
"Morning," Hikaru looked down at him, a smile lighting up his face. "Sleep well?"
"It didnt feel like sleep," His nose scrunched up.
"Thats the meds."
Kaoru turned his body to the side, now fully on his chest, flush on Hikaru. Their breathing stayed the same, the same in breaths, and the same out breaths. He was still tired, the meds still effect on him.
He knew Hikaru would be mad, of course. He kept a secr
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And Hikaru couldn't take it. He hated seeing him in pain like this. He hated knowing there was nothing he could do to help him. As his twin tightened his grip again and another wince exited his lips, he was sure he would crack.
"Its simply bruised," Kyoya seemed more confident now, kneeling away from the boy on his couch and reaching into the medical kit behind him. "I'll wrap it up, but it will still hurt alot. If you'd like, I can get you some pain meds."
Kaoru shook his head, letting his head fall onto Hikaru's shoulder. "Thanks, Kyoya-sempai," He said through half lidded eyes, starting off into space. He was sure he was about to pass out from the pain and would have just let him if he weren't
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He's been so worried about him. How could he not tell him? He still wanted to know the answer to that. He know's that he will tell him when he's ready, and who knows, maybe he had a good reason. It still made him angry to know that someone was hurting him without his knowledge. None of the kids at school never gave any signs or hints that they were picking on him, let alone beating him. They all acted like they were best friends with him.
Frustration took his nerves quickly at that. They acted like they were his friends! They're no friends at all if they're doing this to his brother! Who do they think they are?
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He laid on the gym floor after class had let out, the last bell of the day ringing over and over again in his ears. He knew he should get up, Hikaru would be here in a minute and no doubt want to kill someone. He should brush it off again like nothing ever happened, but it hurt so much.
The doors to the locker room opened, a familiar voice calling out, "Kaoru?" into the moist air. He didnt move, didnt reply. He just laid on the floor on the other side of the lockers, hoping he wouldnt see him.
Too late, he just saw him. "Kaoru!" Hikaru cried, rushing over to his side. He placed a hand on his knee, careful of any injury he might have. "What happened? Who did this to you? I thought you said this stopped!" Words raced out of his mouth, but his only concern was making sure his twin was alright.
"Im fine, H-Hikaru," Kaoru forced himself to gro
Together "Kaoru, I dont like the way they look at you," Hikaru complained to his younger twin, holding him in his arms as they laid together in bed. He lightly pushed a piece of red hair out of his eyes. "It seems like everyone is glancing at you more and more these days." He touched their noses together.More Like This
"Hikaru," Kaoru replied, lacing their fingers together. "If you're worried that I'll pay them more attention than I do you, you're highly mistaken. You're the only person I see."
The two had been laying in the bed together for the past hour, just enjoying each others company. Neither had talked at first, neither needed to. It was an unspoken contract between the two. There was no need for unimportant chit chat when they both already knew what the other was thinking without needing to ask.
Though, when the time felt right, Hikaru broke the silence, and had turned to face his twin with a look of concern and so
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'Man, so much homework . . . . .'
(y/n) was a current student at Ouran Academy, her (h/l) (h/c) hair swished around slightly as she walked through the halls of the school, her (e/c) eyes were looking down at the book she read as she proceeded to the location of the Host Club to spend some time there before going home. She was so concentrated on the book that she didn’t notice a certain pair of twins bickering and throwing random objects at eachother on the floor above her.
“Hey Hikaru! Heads up!” Kaoru shouted as he hurled a water balloon at him, Hikaru simply side-stepped and avoided being hit. They were just about to fight again until they heard the sound of a water balloon bursting and a shriek.
“Uh-oh,” both brothers said at the same time. They looked over the railing and gasped at what they were seeing.
“Uhhhh Kaoru, what exactly was in that water balloon.”
“A potion I got from Nekozawa-sempai, but he never tol
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Not noticing a brittish boy staring gat you, you began to sing
"Do you hear the people sing?
Singing the song of angry men?
It is the music of the people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes!"
The brittish men known as Arthur Kirkland stares at you in awe.
You were actually singing a popular brittish song!
"Will you join in our crusade?
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Beyond the barricade
Is there a world you long to see?
Then join in the fight
That will give you the right to be free!
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing the song of angry men?
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again
When the beating of your heart
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(f/c) Favorite color.
(h/l) Hair length.
(h/c) Hair color.
______ Name/last name/nickname
(s/n) Sister's name
You where laying on the sofa, with a soft white pillow and your (c) comforter. Jack has been staying with you the whole day, taking care of you and making you comfortable and warm. He even managed to make hot chicken soup. You had no idea how he knew to cook that, moreover how he was able to keep it warm despite his cold temperature.
Your mother finally arrived next day, telling you that she knew you could take care of yourself. You where quiet and gave her the coldest look anyone could ever do while sick, which was pretty cold and scary-looking. But she didn't see it since she sat on her work bench, solving crosswords with a smile while humming.
Jack still visited you, you weren't able to talk most of the times since your mom was around though. But he thought it was fine, he talked to you about random things, how his days where and what he had done.
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The Guardians all lift their heads, curiously staring at you.
“Please, just give me…one more day with him,” you plea, looking at each of them in turn.
After a quick consultation with the others, North returns to you. “We shall have to see how he is doing first.”
You nod and stand as he does.
Jangle bids you farewell as he rejoins the other elves.
You follow North through the building, trekking down long curving hallways, up a decorated stairwell or two—at which a white yeti with green eyes and a fire truck in its hands has to stand aside to let the group pass—and even through a couple of other rooms that just lead to more paths. It’s like the place is just asking to be explored, an adventure in itself. As if it was designed so even North wouldn’t know what was behind every door, always maintaining a sense of wonder and mystery. Despite that illusion, though, North didn’t get you guys lost, seemin
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A cough startles you.
Someone clearing their throat.
It came from Jack.
You remove your head from his shoulder and look up at him questioningly.
His cheeks are flushed a bright red color, contrasting the pale whiteness of his skin. He’s still staring out over the city.
You sit up properly, his arm falling from you.
“Jack?” you ask, concerned. “Is everything okay?”
He nods, his snowy hair shining slightly in the light, the silver in it emphasized as moonbeams weave in and out of the strands, dancing amongst them.
“I, uh,” he chokes out. He’s obviously nervous about something.
“I…have something to tell you,” he finally manages to say.
You raise your eyebrow. “Yes?” you say, curious. Is there something else about Jack Frost and his extraordinary abilities that you don’t yet know? Maybe it’s a deep, dark secret. Does he really know about your secret conversation with the moon and just didn’t sa
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Warm, furry, feathery, and sandy.
You embrace each of the Guardians in turn, bidding them farewell.
You can see the worry behind each of their eyes, especially Tooth’s.
Jangle hugs the bottom of your leg, his stout arms almost too short to reach all the way around. You laugh and crouch down and pat his head, fearing that you’d squish the little guy if you were to actually return the hug.
You give a final wave as you follow Jack—your hand in his—outside into the arctic weather.
Just as you’re about to lift off, North runs out behind the two of you, yelling, “Wait wait wait!”
The two of you turn to face him.
After he recovers his breath, he holds out another snow globe in the palm of his hand.
“I hhhave better idea,” he says.
Jack holds up his hand, shaking his head. “Thanks, but no thanks. Fun as magic portals are, we don’t need that. Nothing’s going to happen to us on the way back, so you can stop worrying.”
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North led them to an elevator and took them up a few floors. All around them, there were yetis working on toys, using ice sculptures made by North as a model as they built the toys.
"Nothing personal but," Jack said as they got off the elevator, "what you all do it's just not my thing."
"Or mine," (y/n) said, following them.
"Man in Moon says it is your thing," North said, signing something on a clipboard that a yeti held out. He walked briskly through the work place, (y/n) and Jack tried to keep up, all while trying to absorb the sight of everything around them.
"Slow down would ya!? I've been trying to bust in here for years! I wanna good look," Jack said, looking up and around.
"What do you mean 'bust in'?" North and (y/n) asked at the same time.
"Oh don't worry, never get past the yetis." (y/n) just couldn't believe the sight before her. Toys were everywhere. All kinds of toys, there were toy castles, fire trucks, dolls, action figures, instruments, just about everything you could
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Just another day in your little town, Christmas had passed just over a week ago and as the new year rolled in, you couldn't help but think that spending New Year on your Tumblr dashboard was the best way to bring in the New Year, but, everyone was busy.
Your friends were invited to parties and your parent(s) were going out, even your eleven-year-old brother had been invited to his friend's house!
You sighed heavily, as you lay on your bed, staring up to the ceiling above, making patterns out of boredom, but thoughts trailed into your head, thoughts that could not be explained or given a straightforward answer.
“Bored.” You groan as you sit up, looking around your room with dullness, glancing over every individual object in your room which ranged from your cosy white jumper with red poka-dots on it that was incredibly warm and fluffy and looks great with a pair of pyjamas for a lazy day to your sketch book filled with doodles. Your eyebrows
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'. . . . . . . . Where am I?' (y/n) sat up and looked around her. She was sitting at the edge of a river. Her once (h/c) hair was now a beautiful silver, her (e/c) eyes were a radiant golden color, her (s/c) now pale, but in a beautiful way. She looked at what she was wearing, on her was a simple, strapped, white dress that was made of the finest silk and went a few inches below her knees, around the waist was a large, white ribbon that was tied off into a bow at the back. Her feet were bare, yet they didn't feel cold nor did the rocks hurt or scrape them, and a ribbon was weaved around each lower part of her legs. On wobbly legs, she stood up.
'What's going on? What happened?' She looked up to the moon that was glowing brightly enough to produce light. All of a sudden, all around her, a huge ray of light shone from the moon, and a man's voice spoke to her, "(y/n)," the voice was strong, yet gentle like how a father would speak to his daughter.
"Huh? (y/n)? Is that . . . who I am?" The
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Paralyzing me with just the sound of your voice.
Whispering your lies and getting under my skin,
But I can see right through you 'cause you're so paper thin!
Are you really so heartless?
Behind your lies is there any truth?
Can you tell I don't want this!?
I will never bow down to you!
You say across my skin is where my short comings compile,
And that my scars remind you I'm a failure in denial!
No matter what you've always had the upper hand,
Holding me under for reasons none understand!
Are you really so heartless?
Behind your lies is there any truth?
Can you tell I don't want this!?
And that I'll never
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England looks around in utter confusion. He definitely wasn't at home, and he definitely wasn't in his hotel room in Germany. The room did have a familiar smell...your scent. Is this (y/n)'s room? He notices a window in the room, and peers through it, only to see nothing but darkness. Ah, right. It's half past four. There won't be any light without streetlights, and this window seems to be on the back of the building... England begins to wonder if he's simply dreaming, and going back to sleep will return him to "reality". I'm not feeling tired at all for some reason, even though I appear to have only gotten 5 hours of sleep at the most... Maybe this is just a dream. With some difficulty, he is able to go back to sleep.
You turn over in your bed, half-awake, but not wanting to get up. Mm...the bed's really comfortable. Really big and comfortable...wait, what? You open y
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A/N: got an idea for something to write randomly, and then I thought 'wynaut?'
also, you're not a country this time. you're a human.
Just another day, you think, leaning back in your recliner and sighing. Your name is (y/n) (l/n), and you are a third year college student in London. Currently, you are killing off your free time by relaxing while listening to (fav/song). You just finished your exams, so now you have a bit too much free time. I could go to the park, I guess... I haven't really exercised lately... As a third year student, you had to take more difficult classes, so you had to study much more than you could usually get away with. Sitting indoors all day and studying didn't bode well with you, however, and you longed to go outside. And now I can actually go outside...
Without a second thought, you turn off your music, grab a jacket, and step outside into the chilly evening air. You slowly
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A f/c car drove to a house. The car stop and a couple got out of the car. The albino man picked his c/h hair pregnant wife.
''H-Hey Gilbert, p-put me down'' she cried. ''Kesese chill liebe, the awesome me got you,'' Gilbert said and laugh.
The c/h hair girl sigh. ''I may be pregnant Gil, but I can take care myself,'' she said. He kissed her forehead.
''Ja I know you do liebe, but let the awesome Gilbert do his job okay,'' he asked. The girl nodded. ''Fine Gil,'' she said.
''Good,'' he said and grinned. ''Why do I agree to marry you,'' the girl tease. ''Cause y/n, I am awesome,'' Gilbert said.
He carried her inside and put her on the couch. ''Isn't our new home look nice Gil,'' y/n asked.
He shrugged. ''Eh...it doesn't look awesome like the awesome me,'' He said. Y/n rolled her c/e eyes.
''oh so everything has to be awesome like you or it isn't awesome,'' y/n asked. ''Ja,'' he said.
''So your saying, I'm not awesome as you,'' she asked. Gilber
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High school. Some people breezed through it. Some people had the time of their lives, and for some people that was the highlight of their lives. That was not the case for our dear [Y/N]. Sadly, her entire school career, excluding college, was the darkest years of her life thus far. Yes, the [H/C] haired and [E/C] eyed girl was bullied. She was overweight. Sure, you could say that she was chubby, chunky, or fluffy but when you get right down to it she was fat. This fact didn't upset her. In fact, she was comfortable in her body. Now that is. It wasn't always this way. [Y/n] used to despise the extra weight. She used to be disgusted whenever she looked into a mirror. Really, there was one reason for this. Alfred F. Jones.
The thunderous noise of the bustling lunchroom beat against her eardrums. It was giving her a migraine. Her [S/C] fingers were massaging the base of her skull when she noticed from the corner of her eye that someone was approaching
America X Reader - Hercules CH.1Chapter 1 – The UnderworldMore Like This
You breathed softly, as you obliviously shifted in your sleep. Your seat and the table were starting to feel uncomfortable and it began to bring you back to reality. You sat up and yawned, rubbing your eyes. You regretted opening your eyes. The room you were met with was no library, more like a dungeon.
The room was caked with a red glow, but there was no fire. Actually, it felt deathly cold. You saw a small river run through the center of the room, but something told you to avoid it at all costs. You slowly stood up and the room seemed to darken. A shiver ran down your back and your breath caught in fear.
“Are you scared?” Your heart stopped, as you swung around looking for the voice, but was met with a shadowed wall. You were hesitating whether or not you should turn back around, but a figure formed from the darkness. “Now let me ask, how did you get here? Because you do not seem to be dead.”
“D-dead?!” You stuttere
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"But dudette!" your older cousin, Alfred F. Jones (America) whinned. "You have to go with me, I'll be lonely!"
"I would, but parties just aren't my thing, Alfie, plus we have class tomorrow remember?" you said giving him a look as you looked up from your studying.
You had never understood how your cousin could go partying on a school night and survive the day, but then again you had been born in Puerto Rico and people seemed to take school more seriously there in your opinion. You sighed, about to go back to your studying, when your cousin literally picked you up and began carrying you out the door.
"Alfred! Put me down! I have to finish studying!" you complained trying to free yourself from his iron grip without any luck.
"Nope, you're going with me ____________, you need a break from studying!" Alfred said grinning his dorky little grin before he put you in the passenger side of his car and he climbed in the drivers seat making you sigh.
Spiel strasse~ *Teacher!Prussia X Student!Reader*~Spiel strasse~More Like This
*Teacher!Prussia X Student!Reader*
'If you want to find out
What love is about
And if you are lonley baby
Just open your mind
You're one of a kind
Just gotta live your life...'
The older Beilschmidt contemplated,his head in his hand,while the students wrote.It was the final exam,as the teenagers were to finish their Senior year.
Blue inked pens hit the blank pages,circling correct - or thought to be correct - answers,filling in the gaps,differently coloured orbs reading at an incredibile speed the text - it was a fragment from Goethe's well known piece of art,'Faust',as the German teacher thought nothing would represent better the language than the classical literature,the cradle of melodical harmony and both religion and moral -.
The male let a small sigh escape his lips as his own ruby red gaze wandered through the mass of students.
They were a good class,indeed.But each class has his black sheeps - with whom the Prussian male got accustomed from
Hetalia x Reader Stereotype songThere was this one HILARIOUS moment of your life that you never knew about, but got reminded of for nearly a month after it happened.More Like This
You went to a bar. SERIOUSLY.
After, how many was it...... Seven? Eight? drinks, your brilliant self decided to get your ass onstage and sing an epic song.
Sadly, the nations came in at the exact moment you started singing said epic, and racist, song. EVERY nation, I may add.
"You know, I always thought stereotypes were kinda ridiculous.
So I wrote a song about it, and it goes a little something like this." The nations looked at you with 'WHAT THE HELL IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN' faces.
"I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn," Japan visibly paled. Say what?
"And we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes.
Let's come together and live in this world like a unibrow on an Indian girl," India immediately started scowling. That
England x Reader: England HeavenEngland gave a frustrated sigh. Damn that America, first slaughtering the original English language, then becoming so obnoxious. Oh, and of course, there was that bloody frog Once more, France first groped him, then started fighting. And surely, America began yelling "Catfight! HAHAHAHA!".More Like This
His head was pounding. Arthur was sure, not even a good cup of tea or Flying Mint Bunny could help him here. The only thing that could ease his mind right now was his one guilty pleasure.
God forbid that anyone ever found out
When he went into his 'music room', the stereo that Canada got him for Christmas stood there. Eventhough Matthew hardly said something, he certainly knew how to make people happy. And hey, the thing was his heaven.
Arthur quickly ripped off his formal suit and changed into a light blue and white hoodie, a black wife beater and black jeans. A child-like, excited sparkle made its way into his emerald eyes, and a smile graced his thin lips.
Pressing the 'play' button, h
Made for Each Other EnglandxReaderWith a sigh, you sank into the cushions of your patio chair and shut your eyes, relishing in the warmth coming from the sun.More Like This
And promptly rolled off the side in shock.
Groaning, you rubbed the back of your head and peeked over your chair to see your two best friends, Lana and Alfred, running over to you from Lana's backyard. You rolled your eyes and slumped back onto the ground, waiting for them to reach you.
"Dudette, what are you doing?" Alfred asked, kneeling on the chair and looking down at you.
"Attempting to find out if my eardrums are still completely intact."
"Well they must be," Lana said, grinning. "Because you answered him right away, didn't you?"
"Yeah, totally! So you're all good!"
"I hope you guys realize that you're the reason I was contemplating the state of my hearing." They both just grinned at you and each grabbed one of your arms, hoisting you up and dragging you away from your precious chair.
"Noooo! My chair! It's going to think I deserted it!" you cri
AmericaXReader: Dead Sexy in a MiniskirtYour locker slammed shut as you walked to the cafeteria to eat "food". Quotation marks because to call that stuff real food would be scandalous. And we'd hate to cause scandal.More Like This
Adjusting the scarf around your neck and pulling the black miniskirt down a bit more onto the underlying leggings, you joined the line stretching from the food-obtaining station to the door. You sighed. This was going to take a bit.
In order to occupy yourself, you looked over the guy standing in front of you. You had seen him around the hallways, but never gotten a good look at him. He was fairly well built, with golden blond hair and an odd cowlick that seemed to never stick down. He turned slightly, giving you a view of his face. You noticed his eyes especially. Hidden behind his glasses were two bright sapphires.
While being distracted by Blondie, you realized you were close to the front of the line, only one person to go. That's when you saw what they were serving. Hamburgers? You freaking loved those thing
FranceXxXxReader"Welcome to A&P!" You yelled from behind the counter as a customer walked in the store.More Like This
You see, you work at the store called A&P, meaning astounding and perfect.
"Hm? Such a beau fille works at mon pere et ma mere's shop?"
You looked up and saw a man a bit older than you.
He had blonde hair tied into a ponytail, blue eyes, and some stubble on his chin.
"Oui, and she looks very familiar...." He said mostly talking to himself.
"Excuse-moi, did you go to APH Academy?" He asked.
"Yeah." You responded. "I just graduated last year. And now that you mention it...You do look familiar."
"Francis!" Another voice yelled.
You looked behind the man whose name also sounded familiar and saw two other people.
One though you recognized.
"Toni? Antonio Carriedo?" You asked as you walked from behind the register.
"Si? Who are you?" He asked.
"You don't remember me, Toni?" You asked as you poked your cheek and tilted your head to the side.
His eyes got wide as he ran and glomped you.
"[Name]! Mi corazon!
Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader He was late coming home, again. He had even texted you telling you he was about to leave over three hours ago, and then he had texted you back ten minutes later apologizing for the tardiness he knew was going to come. Arthur's boss had been doing this more and more frequently it seemed, you were beginning to let yourself think you never even got to see him for more than an hour at a time, and that alone could hurt even the closest of marriages.More Like This
You sighed, shaking your head and letting some strands of your (h/c) hair fall in front of your face, resting your palms on the cool surface of the mattress. You had stayed up waiting for him every single night this week and it was taking a toll on you. Perhaps you would just lay down for a quick nap, shut your eyes for just a moment to regain just an hour of the sleep you had lost this previous week.
Slowly you lowered your body down, relishing the way the mattress seemed to hug your body close to it, enveloping you as the comforter
Tired EnglandxReader He was tired. He was tired of pain, suffering, heartbreak, hate. He was tired of the simple human instinct to wage war, and he was tired of war itself.More Like This
He fumbled with his keys, taking them out of his pocket and finally managing to slide them into the lock of his door, trying not to let the fatigue of the day show on his face. He tried to push it all aside. Push aside that annoying American’s words, the perverted Frenchman’s advances and actions, and he tried to completely forget about the official documents he had been forced to bring home that currently resided in his briefcase.
A tired sigh left Arthur Kirkland’s lips as he pushed open the door to his flat. Immediately, he let his briefcase drop so his fingers, calloused from over the years, could press into his temples, rubbing small circles into the skin in an attempt to soothe the headache he feared was approaching. He tried to be gentle in his shutting of his front door, not really wanting any loud
England x Depressed!Reader - You Could Love Me You sighed for the… you couldn’t even think of a number high enough. Sniffling, you rolled over on your bed for the whoknowshowmany time, clutching a pillow to your chest. Your tired, red, (e/c) eyes stared bleakly at the wall in front of them, having run out of tears long before. Your thoughts wandered back to the reason why you were in this horrible seemingly never ending mess.More Like This
It all started with your lovesick depression. Yes, you were lovesick. You never had someone to cuddle with, someone to talk with, and someone to hold hands with, nope. The only person that you wanted to do those things with didn’t think of you that way.
And his name is Arthur Kirkland.
You and Arthur have been best friends since freshman year, and now you were both juniors. Or soon to be, anyways; it was summer at the moment.
Back to the reason why you are lying in bed
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"Where the bloody hell is she?"
Arthur paced around his living room, gripping his chin in aggravation, wondering where his missing girlfriend was. He gently massaged his temples, trying to calm down from his worries.
Where was Arthur's girlfriend, exactly?
-Time Reverse 6 Hours-
(Y/n) was currently sitting in the room she and Arthur shared, applying a rosy red lipstick on her plump lips. She had made plans to go out with some long time friends from her home of (hometown).
"Are you going out tonight, love?"
Arthur stood outside the room, leaning on the door frame. (Y/n) looked at Arthur from her mirror and smiled.
"Yeah. A couple of my girlfriends called me up, telling me that they were in town, and asked me to join them."
Taking one last look at herself, (y/n) stood up from the stool, and walked towards Arthur; jacket and purse already in hand.
"Bye Arthur. I'll see you in a couple hours."
"Be safe, love."
The two lovers shared a short, kiss before (y/n) walked out down the steps
Soldier GirlSoldier GirlMore Like This
You were P.O’ed. You have just spoken to Germany and he had the nerve to tell you that you shouldn’t train on the cadets’ obstacle course. Because you were a girl! As you stormed into the manor you call home, you were absolutely tempted to storm back there and punch the German in the face.
“What a sexist! I can do just as well as the next guy! Heck! Half the time, I might as well be a boy!”
You caught yourself as you said that sentence. Then, an evil grin came to your face.
“Well, if it’s a boy Germany wants, it’s a boy he’s gonna get.”
You dashed back to your (f/c) room and got to work. You took out an old pair of cameo pants and some combat boots. Don’t ask how you got them. The hardest part in your plan was hiding your chest, which took an insane amount of duct tape and the baggiest tank top you could find. The last part in your plan was to
Cheerio - England x Reader“Hello Cheerio!” you heard your friend, Arthur Kirkland, state happily once you opened your front door to greet him. You smiled as you grabbed your spring jacket from the nearby coat closet.More Like This
“Arthur, every time you say Cheerio in that context, I can’t tell if you’re using it as a nickname or trying to tell me goodbye.”
Chuckling, the blonde Briton replied, “It’s a nickname,” as he helped you put your jacket on.
“Okay,” you stated before you turned around to face him and ask, “but why ‘Cheerio’?”
“Because, love…” Arthur said as he bent down slightly so that your eyes were level with his, “…you’re good for my heart.” A blush cascaded over your cheeks as you turned your face away from him in embarrassment.
You then muttered, “That’s so cheesy.”
“Really? I always thought they tasted more like oats,” Arthu
Justin Law x Reader 3 A Team Effort, The Unknown Girl and Beast?More Like This
The three of you had been walking for what seemed to be hours now. The heat seemed to make the air thick and heavy, and the sand seemed to grab hold of your feet, making them hard to lift. You could feel the sweat rolling down your cheeks and back, but you were determined to follow Lord Deaths orders. “Ugh… (y/n).. Can’t we take a break? I’m tired.. Are you even sure we are going the right way?” (w/p), your partner complained. He was slouching, and seemed to be barely dragging his feet, a thick layer of sweat coated him. He had offered to carry your bag, but now he seemed as if he were to stop moving he wouldn’t start again. A small ping of guilt struck you and you sighed. ‘(w/p) always does this.. He pushes himself too hard.’ You smiled and shook your head.
“We can’t stop.” You told him, glancin
Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 21More Like This
It was strange being able to regain control of his own body. When the dragon left the warrior’s heart, he felt lighter than before. The heat of his dragon’s fire returned to him, and as the light enveloped him he could feel his strength reviving him anew.
When the transformation had been completed, he stood over his vessel, a grand dragon towering before a human in dominating size. The journey back to Eldur Mountain had its ups and downs, but with the human’s vigorous spirit imbued inside his soul, the dragon chose to carry away the precious memories of his travels.
Mathias looked upon the dragon who was now at his feet. His eyes grew wide with surprise when a bright red light suddenly enveloped him, and in a matter of seconds, the dragon had been reduced to nothing more than an exact copy of himself.
“Y-You…” he breathed. “How were you able to do that?”
“Magic,” the dragon grinned, testing out his ne
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Orbs of light danced in your eyes as you adjusted to the level of brightness. The details were fuzzy, though you faintly remembered someone neutralizing you. An explosion, a cry for help, a refusal, and a scream: these were the only things you remembered before falling asleep. Beyond that, the dragons and your parents worked their way into your memories and returned to their proper places.
You remembered where you were now. You were kidnapped, trapped by people who didn’t address themselves as humans. Who were they?
“She’s waking,” a voice said.
“The spell’s wearing off,” another voice replied. “Now we can see if the process was a success.”
Your eyes were still adjusting to the level of brightness. First it was the shapes, then the colors. Finally, when everything was in place, you could see them. With your memories working the way they were, you couldn’t comprehend whether or not what you were experie
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A human’s appetite fell short to a dragon’s. When you had invited Mathias into your house, he had just about devoured everything you had be it the stale two-day-old bread you had stored in the cupboard to the jar of turnip preservatives your mother had instructed you to eat along with the bread. All had been consumed by Mathias.
“I can’t believe you recognized me after all of these years,” you breathed in relief. “I was really afraid you had forgotten about me…”
“Oh courff nough!” Mathias beamed, his mouth full of bread. You assumed he had meant to say, “Of course not!”
He swallowed. “Gods, I can’t remember the last time I had a real meal! It feels like forever!”
You pressed your lips. “N-Not to pry or anything, but where were you all of these years, Mathias? I was…” You clenched your fists together. “I was worried about you…”
Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 3More Like This
The dragons that had been accompanying the Dragonheart had helped her take Mathias into your house. Never mind worrying about your parents coming in and asking you why there were four strangers in your house; you were more worried about whether Mathias was going to be alright or not.
Lukas, also known as the former dragon, Divine Keeper of the Sapphire Flames, was muttering to himself about how much of a reckless fool Mathias had been.
“What an idiot going out of his way to come back to this village,” he hissed. “Once a fool, always a fool.”
“Shut up, Lukas,” the Dragonheart snapped. “Don’t forget I can read your thoughts. I know you’re worried about him, too.”
At this point, you figured Lukas would have clamped his mouth shut, but that would have only caused him to project even more of his inner thoughts.
Reading the minds of dragons and being able to telepathically communicate with them was this Dragonheart
Final Dance - PromAU(LevixReader)More Like This
Read the Intro first~
You were content with sitting at the table and watching your friends pair up with each other until someone tapped your shoulder and cleared their throat. You turned your head, your (e/c) eyes wide in surprise and saw....
Levi Ackerman, looking bored as ever but incredibly charming in his all black suit and tie. His black hair was slicked into place and his silver eyes studied you as an expectant hand was held out. He quirked an eyebrow and frowned, "Are you going to just sit there and stare or are you going to dance with me?"
You hurriedly rose from your seat, placing your hand in his, "S-Sorry. I just... Wasn't expecting you to want to dance." Indeed, this was a surprise. Though there were a few people that he associated with in school, he wasn't a very friendly or welcoming guy. He wasn't active in sports, considering he wasn't exactl
To My Mam (2P!Jones Family x Mother!Reader)"OWEN JONES!" ________________ had just chased another one of her son's conquests out of the house. He had to admit, it took her a lot less time to discover the beautiful blonde in his closet. From there, she told her to leave and escorted her out. He winked at her and told her to call him. She giggled and blew a kiss as Mam got her out of her house. When she came back, he was smugly sitting on his bed grinning. She had scolded him for what seemed like an eternity before just going away.More Like This
"Oh come on, Mam! It wasn't THAT bad!" he followed after her, “Have ta admit, she went quietly! You didn’t have to drug her!”
“That’s not to point young man!” she went downstairs and poured herself a cup of tea. There waiting for him was a huge breakfast of bacon, eggs, sausage, orange juice, pancakes, oatcakes, and mash.
“You’re the best Mam!” he started digging into his breakfast. No matter how mad she was with him, she’d never starve him. S
Birthday Girl (2P!Austria x Reader)“FanFUCKINtasic,” ________________ just got off the bus to camp. It was bad enough she couldn’t have a normal summer, she was going to be with the LAST person she wanted to see. Roderick was driven to camp with Gilbert with many of the girls are trying to catch a glimpse of him. She glared. Because they were both played string instruments, she was going to see him more. She glared. He wasn’t going to muscle her out of learning to play the electric guitar even though that was his forte. After meeting Erick at her Prom…she’s wanted to play more and she was going come hell or high water even if Roderick was probably taking it.More Like This
“Hi Schatz,” she froze as an arm draped around her. She glares.
“What do you want?”
“I didn’t know you would here! Couldn’t get enough my hotness during the school year?”
“Oh yes because you really make me wet with excite at the idea of being smashed into the Iron Maiden,
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A Reader x Snake (from Black Butler) Story
The grounds of the Phantomhive Manor were indeed extensive and you were pleased to have been welcomed into the household network as the gardener so easily. Despite your curious habits and the strange manner in which a variety of black, white and green feathers sat out of you mop of _____ hair, they had taken it all in their stride and been quite pleased by the introduction to your six singing canary companions. They did not seem to mind that you talked to the birds as eagerly as you talked to them, but work as a little more troublesome then you had expected.
The grounds were so vast that random patches of plant life seem to exist here and there with weeds, brambles, random items cast here and there as well as some unusual looking statues. You were neat clothing that was not really suited for the job but was the standard uniform of the household and thankfully there were no other gardeners at work the same da
Pimpin' Isn't Easy II (2P!F.A.C.E. x Reader)Following the pimping incident, Kaya was called by Artie to talk about his son’s exploits. When she arrived that morning, she was greeted to the strangest sight that she thought she would NEVER had in her life.More Like This
“You are not leaving this house looking like that young man!” said Artie berating what looked like a woman in red stilettos, a red tube top, fishnet, and daisy duke jeans. She glared at him.
“It’s my body! I can do what I want! And I have men who are waiting for me!”
“Francis! Say something!” said Artie.
“Just make sure they’re wearing a rubber,” said Francis taking a long stiff drink.
“Of course! I don’t want anything from anyone!”
“Okay, okay, shit! Alfred you’re not going out looking like a tramp!” Alfred gasped.
“HOW DARE YOU! Dad you heard what he called me?!”
“Damn leave me out of this shit! Just drink like I
Urban Artists (2P!Germany x Reader)Lutz has been following this tagger months now. His only signature was "King was Here" and it was starting to piss him off. He's been muscling in on his turf for the last few days and it was really starting to piss him off. Who the fuck was this mysterious tagger?! He's been tagging in some of the most obscure places. Not only just the buildings but on the floors, behind pillars, and things like that. He was the best in his area and he intended to protect his crown. He lied and waited for this little upstart to come into his turf again. He didn't know where he was going to strike but he knew he would strike at night. What hours, he didn't know but he was going to be ready. He had set up an all too convincing trap. There was a newly renovated subway in his turf and he was going to grab him. He waited near some pillars near the entrance to pounce. It was a almost two in the morning before he saw someone. They flipped over the railing and went down to the subway. He followed closely and sMore Like This
Levi x Reader-The Monster Within Me (Part 14) "Imouto, you must wait here."More Like This
"But why Nii-san?"
"It is not safe. Wait here, I will return."
"Don't go Nii-san!"
Your eyes slowly open due to the warmth on your face, a figure is standing by the curtains. You hold a hand up to block out the blinding light before you sit up. Hange pulls the curtains closed and smiles apologetically "Sorry for waking you so early ____. But, Erwin and Levi thought it was best."
You sit up and put a hand over your soft (e/c) eyes. Voices again, familiar ones. Hange walks over to you, carrying something in her hand "It looked like you were dreaming."
You close your eyes and run a hand through your (h/c) hair "I don't have the capability of dreaming."
"Not everything is bad about humans you know," Hange says "I got the bath ready for you. I'll wait here while you wash."
"Thank you," you say as you go into the bathroom and close th
Mismatch (Levi x Reader) Part Five You were bright and early the next morning, last night’s awesome feeling carried over, and you strode down the hall, never having felt better as far as you remembered getting into the Scouting Legion. You greeted everyone with a smile as you strode down the hall, heading for Hanji’s office.More Like This
“[First]!” You turned at the sound of your name to see Petra hurrying to catch up with you. “Going with Hanji today?”
“Yup,” you replied. “I think she misses me.” You giggled. “You?”
“Not sure,” she replied. “I’m heading to Levi’s for extra instructions. I think we’re training the kids today.”
Bitter jealousy bit at your stomach, sour on your tongue. But you smiled anyway and bid her good-by.
“Ah, [First]~!” Hanji practically ta
America x Dragon!Reader~ Don't even try! (P.4)More Like This
Alfred's first time flying wasn't as great as he imagined it to be.
"Woah! What are you- Fuck its cold!!!" The blue eyed boy shouts as you shoot up into the air, banking from side to side to avoid the freezing powerful wind currents. Though it was difficult to maneuver with him in your front arms....and not be distracted by his shouting and blind grappling at your body.
"Dammit you lizard what are you doing-!!!" He shouts again, hysteria clear in his voice.
So you dropped him.
Al was terrified, he would never admit it to anyone though. He couldn't see, couldn't feel anything other than whipping winds and the sting on snow on his skin. He didn't know what was going on. He knew that he shouldn't be struggling in the she dragons grip, but he couldn't help it. He also couldn't help the scream that escaped him when he felt himself falling.
You fluttered to a stop, turned,
America x Dragon!Reader~ Don't Even Try! (P.3)More Like This
Alfred was startled awake by a loud bang. He shot straight up, glancing at the window, though instantly regretting it as the cold air clung to his bare skin. Shivering he gets up, trying not to wake his brother in the other room and slowly pads across the cold floorboards to check out the window. Though when he got there he saw nothing out of the ordinary, only the whipping of snow in the night air.
The banging sound was the blizzard outside. It rattled the whole house. Dust was even floating down the ceiling in little puffs. Al immediately moves to the fireplace, starting a fire to warm his chilled frame, tired eyes drifting to the flames.
"Jesus its freezing..."
He feels a chill colder than the snow run down his back.
He stumbles into a standing position, frantically throwing clothes on and cursing under his breath. He didn't care if he woke Arthur at this
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As expected, Arthur was livid with his brother. As soon as they got back home he shouted and screamed at Al until his throat was sore and his energy had run dry. Eventually they both fell asleep. Al could still feel the dull anger from his brother the next morning.
He was only excited, he wanted to tell the men at the bar, his friends, the trainers, the whole town that he found the dragon and left without a scratch. But he knew better. They would want to know where she was, try to kill her or beat her into submission. Like hell he would let that happen.
He swore he wouldn't say a word. He was just praying that he will be able to find her again.
So by the end of the day, after working with the tamed dragons, he went searching again. Secretly slipping past the guards. He goes straight to where he found her yesterday, snow crunching beneath his feet and eyes slowly adjusting t
America X Dragon!Reader Dont even try! (Pt.1)More Like This
~So this is just a drabble for now to clear my thoughts. It is based in a world where dragons exist and people go about adventuring and what not...like Skyrim I guess. Anyways, tell me what ya think!~
"America! Get back here! You shouldn't-"
"C'mon Brittan! Calm down."
Two men argued as they trudged through the thick underbrush of the forest outside of their hometown. The vegetation caught around their thick layered pants and attempted to pull them back. The elder of the two glared at his brother with glowing emerald eyes, glancing from the stony walls of the town back to the dirty blonde head of is idiot brother. It was becoming nightfall and the two were already supposed to be inside the gates. It was unsafe at night.
At nightfall the dark creatures and dragons roam the skies and earth, neither of them had any substantial weapon
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~This has a little bit of bad language but not too awful. Presenting Cheater!France. My first songfic. Anna Kendrick- When Im Gone (cups).~
You've had enough. This was the last time.
You could barely hold back your hurt-filled tears from running down your face as you looked through the front window of the home you shared with your boyfriend. Through the glass you could clearly see your boyfriend Francis on the couch with another woman, again. After the first time you had tried to leave, your anger leading you to rampage throughout the house with the French blond following closely behind, but he had somehow, somehow convinced you with sweet words and gentle touches that it meant nothing. Convinced you he loved you and only you. Only you knew that he didn't have to try hard to convince, you wanted to believe him. You wanted to believe th
Douchebag!Prussia x Snapped!Reader: Enough!More Like This
He was at it again. The same stupid, annoying, immature Albino kid who bullied you and teased you in class made you look inferior to him. It made your blood boil, and you felt like slapping the shit out of him whenever he did something like this. This boy was no other than Gilbert fucking Beilschmidt. The most adored and supposedly "gorgeous" boy in high school. All he'd ever do to you is call you nicknames like trash or stupid girl/boy. He'd also make fun of you and was never nice to you, but apparently he was nice to everyone else because that was his logic.
"Hey, trash," Gilbert said.
You didn't bother to respond to his name calling and decided to keep calm. He didn't seem to like it.
"Hey, trash!" he said again. "Listen to me when I'm talking!"
"Will you just go away?" you said as calmly as you could.
"Why? I thought you liked me," he said in a cocky fashion.
"As if I'd ever like a arrogant fuck like you..." you mumbled.
"What was that, trash?" He looked at you with his beady littl
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(Name) backed away, seeing the two German soldiers approach her.
Don't come any closer!
"That's enough, frau. You are coming with us." Ludwig chuckled, as he and Gilbert grabbed (Name) by her arms, and dragged her to who knows where.
Meanwhile, within the remains of the now collapsed Allied headquarters, Alfred poked his head from underneath a huge pile of debris, stone, and other construction material that the Allied headquarters was made out of. In their desperate attempt of escaping, The Allies were crushed by the building falling too soon. Thank god they were alive, and only suffered minor injuries.
"Yo, dudes, where's (Name)?" Alfred asked, standing up, and brushing off his uniform.
Groans of pain came from the rest of the Nations.
"Ouf... I think I 'it my 'ead on something..." muttered Francis, as he poked his head out, rubbing his temple. Arthur's head poked out from the pile as well.
"Yes, my h
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Gilbert smirked cunningly, as he reached out for a small red button, which he pressed hard.
Auf Wiedersehen, unawesome Allies.
(Name) was called in, as well as the rest of the Allies, to an emergency meeting, to discuss what should be done next. An unearthly silence fell upon the Meeting room, even America remained silent. (Name) gazed around her, a slight touch of fear began to spread through her body.
Before any of the Allies or even (Name) could even begin their speech...
A deafening explosion shook the whole Allied headquarters.
Sirens began to ring from the outside, as panic spread throughout every single body of each ally. (Name) for the most part, was terrified. The Allies began to race down to the exit of the building, in a desperate attempt to escape.
"Hurry, aru!" cried Yao.
"(Name), take my hand, love!" Came Arthur's voice, catching (Name)'s attention
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Forever stuck in an eternal reverse.
Hopeless, succumbing to your countless lies.
Your beautiful lyrics strung into hymns.
How gelid your words have grown
Since the day you whispered them into my ear
All those years ago, when we were first dating.
Like a string of music, they left me in a trance
Mesmerised by the alluring romance
That kept me up all night desperately waiting
My angelic smile concealing my fear.
Your gilded heart reveals a stone
Of empty words and manipulative grins
With a heavy heart, I finally realise
For better or for worse,
I'm better off alone.
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No, he wasn't abnormally beautiful with gorgeous blond locks, nor did his eyes shine as bright as the Caspian sea. He didn't have wings either, nor did he wear clothing adorned in white that shined brighter than the sun itself.
He was as plain as I was, perhaps even plainer. Though blond, his hair wasn't brilliant, in fact, it was dirty and matted. He wasn't the picture of perfection either, in fact, he was the opposite.
Pale and thin, dirty and uncared for, I saw him in the alley with a needle stuck in his arm.
A dose of heroine destroyed him, spoiled him...but I still saw an angel.
Perhaps it was the smile he gave me, when I gave him fifty cents go buy some cigarettes.
Perhaps it was the way his dull eyes looked at me, lost and distant....alone.
Perhaps it was the way they screamed, “I'm still human”.
I saw an Angel.
She stood at the corner of the street, striking a pose for all to see.
There in the Red Light District, beautiful and elaborated with m
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But we will certainly have a story to tell.
Yesterday smelled like glass, but there was no storm.
A few shards and splinters did almost no harm.
X-Men are in school to learn what they should.
Maybe they can help - their intentions are good.
Wake up and wish you were somewhere else instead.
Think about coffee, get yourself out of bed.
Voltage fluctuation may disable your device.
Press the reset button - no need to press twice.
Unusual monsters have begun to appear -
not like the ones we know and hold dear.
Tell me again about this plan of ours.
I think we may have overestimated our powers.
Someone saying now, someone saying not yet.
But how many chances will we get?
Revising the plan does seem the thing to do.
Yes, we may have to revise the revision too.
Quiet, quiet - all you have to do is turn the key.
Once we're inside, leave everything to me.
Prepare and prepare, but some things are chance
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Love is to cheer you when you feel weak.
Love is to assist you when you are in need.
Love is to deny you when you feel greed.
Love is to lift you when you are put down.
Love is to drop you when you feel uptown.
Love is to be there when you feel abandoned.
Love is to leave you when you seek no companion.
It’s not easy to love you, sometimes it bites.
But love is to love you no matter the price.
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Don't you wish they could hear
Your wishes, dreams, and passions?
So maybe they could guide you
Down the right stony path
Either filled with
Books of Shakespeare and the great
Or down the valley
Of Beethoven, Chopin, and the masters
Or perhaps you would be directed
Down the place where Swift stands
Or maybe down the path of Eminem?
Or maybe you could see
The road that Pollock painted
Or perhaps even that of Van Gogh
But I guess without the starlight
From above to guide us
So we wait
For destiny to claim us
With open arms
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the warmth of your skin
pours into me
and my body goes nuclear,
of my furnace heart
stokes the fire
and my lips breathe steam,
silver phantom breaths
in the shape of you.
We have traveled
so many varied paths,
but all roads
have led us here,
to the place
for which our bodies
our hearts have ached,
have foreseen and
has always known it would
come to be.
You lay beside me,
this glorious figure
so incredibly beautiful
that this poet
is left wordless
in your opulent presence,
and these eyes
memorize every detail,
piece of you in full technicolor,
yet it is your touch
which lingers longest on my skin,
are in my hair for days,
flares upon my tongue
And if I could
lay the stars upon this bed,
and make a glimmering map
of my soul,
the place where you exist
would be the brightest spot,
of this love,
and all of your ligh