Think Before You Speak .:England x Reader:.The year is 1979 and everyone’s sobbing. Everything is dark and silent; you could just smell the angst pouring off of the many who sit here. The tension of whatever grudge held is now gone.
Dozens of people are gathered here today for a funeral. This funeral is the one that happened too soon. He was only eighteen when he died. He never had a chance. Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered to have a proper chance to say goodbye to Arthur Kirkland.
That was it. Arthur was now dead. He died trying to do something brave. Did he not know that bravery should be left for those who were put into Gryffindor at Hogwarts? He knew he had to do this, though, even if it did mean dying.
He failed to truly realise that either if he was victorious or not, he would be no better than a dead man. The son his parents and family members adored was now a traitor. He tried to destroy the locket, but perished while attempting.
He chose the life as a Death Eater, but could not handle it. He made a mistake.
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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
Kidnapped? (EnglandxReader - Lemon) ~Chapter 2~.........................................This pisses me off. Why didn't I save this! I lost what I typed.... Now I must rewrite it... T.TMore Like This
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 >.
The Night Before HetaOniMore Like This
"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
(England x Reader) Sweet Love Chain (Part 2 of 2)DISCLAIMER I don't own you or Hetalia!More Like This
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?"
England x Blind!Sick!Reader - Rain - Final Arthur sat in his study, head rested on the desk. There was no hope. The doctor's couldn't help. He looked up at his tea cup blankly and stirred the spoon around. You were already in bed. Have been for a couple hours.More Like This
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
EnglandXxXxReader"Bloody hell!" An angry British man yelled.More Like This
"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
Treat (MycroftXReader)You returned home early from work one day to the flat you share with your boyfriend Mycroft. When you opened the door you were met with dimmed lights. You closed the door behind you and set your bag down on the counter before going into the living room. You were about to go into the kitchen when you felt Mycroft wrap his arms around your waist.More Like This
“I was wondering when you’d get home” Mycroft murmured kissing your neck.
“What did you do?” You asked tilting your head to the side exposing more of your neck to him.
“I got bored so I made dinner” Mycroft replied. You went into the dining room and saw he had cooked lamb stew, lit a candle and had red wine set up.
“You seriously did all this?” You turned to face the British Government who nodded.
“How did you learn to cook?” You asked curiously as you and Mycroft sat down opposite each other.
“I learned a few things over the years” Mycroft replied.
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“So how do you think he solved that riddle then?” Sherlock asked smugly.
“I don’t know!” You protested, shaking your already sore head. John had persuaded the consulting detective to come on a walk outside in the park nearby 221b and had forced you to tag along, something you were quickly regretting to agree with, as Sherlock was taking the liberty of describing and attempting to make you figure out every last detail of his ongoing case.
“Oh come on y/n! It’s easy if you-“
“Sherlock bloody Holmes, no.” Rain had been falling for a while as you pulled you flimsy jacket closer around you, “I’m too tired.”
“After your busy day of work, I know.” Sherlock was on a roll now, ignoring John’s warning glare. “You were up at 5 this morning so you could do your music practice, but that meant that you had to skip breakfast in order to be into work on time, a
The One You Love - Chapter 28 (Loki x Reader)More Like This
Chapter 28: Combat Training
Combat was next, or so was the rumor amongst the men, and sure enough, Thor and Loki lead you to a rope circle in the middle of the dirt, with Thor at the center. "You will each take your turn entering this ring. You will attempt to cause me to step outside of the rope and I will do the same to you. Nadiv." He called. "You're first."
As you waited in line you felt incredibly nervous. This was Thor. Thor!! How were you supposed to- Thud. The first man was out. The line moved up.
You rang your hands together anxiously. He could kill you! You were already more fragile than the other women as it was, he wouldn't know how much to hold back so as to not to- Thud. The next man was out.
You felt a gentle hand on your shoulder from behind and you turned to face the him. He was young, but experienced looking, an old soul, so they say. He had light brown hair slicked back to a pony tail and kind green eyes. "Don't worry Darby, you'll be alri
Without Words (Loki x Child!Reader)"Uncle Thor's back! Thor's back!" You exclaim as you throw yourself onto the bed and across Loki's lap.More Like This
The man gives you a glare and you reply with a devilish grin. Frigga, who was sitting on the edge of the large bed, laughs and you look to her with a wide grin before climbing across Loki's body to curl up in her lap.
"Now Loki, (y/n) was simply eager to tell you of Thor's return," Frigga says with a smile as she combs her fingers through your hair. You nestle contently into the touch as you watch Loki shut his book with a weary sigh.
"(Y/N), should you not be studying with Lady Iris?" He inquires tiredly as he rubs at his temples.
"She ended the session early because Thor's returned!" You cheer excitedly before looking to Frigga, "Will we celebrate his safe return?"
Frigga smiles widely at the innocent look in your eyes and she moves to lightly kiss you upon your forehead, "Of course. It is customary to celebrate the safe return of our warriors."
"Yes!" You exclaim as you hop down f
Okay, My Rant On 12.9 year olds, and Other ShitSo, first, the rant, which I first posted on tumblr and I am quite proud of it. c:More Like This
Okay, I need to get this off my chest, because it's been bugging me since I joined tumblr.
As a 13 year old, I realize I was 12.9 not so long ago, but I don't see the point in hating on 12.9 year olds? I mean, forgive me if this is some big tumblr secret as to why you all hate 12 year olds with such a furious passion, but 12 is a confusing as fuck time. 12 is that miracle age where your body starts to realize, "Hey! All these parts work! Now, it's time to test everything!" and your senses, hormones…EVERYTHING seems to be put on overdrive.
Now, coupling that with the nightmare that is school, and being surrounded by all these people in the wonderfully awkward boat that is puberty, you're trying to stay alive. Because, as we all know, school is like a fucking battle ground. Why? Because every kid is doing the same thing you are - trying to stay alive, while finding out who they are.
I know that, in my c
Fem!England x ReaderWARNING: This is yuri: girlxgirl. Don’t like, don’t read. I swear a bit, yada yada yada...More Like This
The advertisement scared you. Hell, it was downright terrifying.
Looking for a roommate
One large guest room, a bath attached, and access to living room and kitchen
Preferably a college aged female, address listed below
Every part of you screamed to keep walking, but that rent was so tempting. Almost to the point where every single part of it was too good to believe. Only someone completely desperate would fall for something like this. Of course, you were desperate. College had been a lot more expensive than you had originally thought, and now you were doing everything you could to cut back.
This rent would mean you could actually stop eating ramen every day and cereal every morning. At first you weren’t complaining, but the lack of variety was starting to eat at you.
So here you were, probably about to fall victim to some serial killer. You knocked on the
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After _______ had gone off to bed with her evil mochi Alfred strolled over to the shelf that contained her vast collection of movies. There was no way in hell he was going to sleep… No dreams for him, no sir! So he grabbed an action movie and popped it in before settling on the couch with his coffee.
About halfway through his movie, Alfred started to feel a little hungry. Not to mention he needed some more coffee so he could stay awake. Stretching, Alfred made his way to the kitchen, but when he entered he was that little monster sitting next to the coffee maker. “Didn’t _______ take you to bed?”
The demon didn’t answer, it just giggled and stared at him. Alfred suppressed a shudder, ‘It’s fine, just ignore the thing and it wont bother you…’
So, ignoring the hell spawn that was staring at him, Alfred refilled his cup with the blessing that was coffee. But just when he was about to take a sip, he
Protect Me. PrussiaxReaderOK so because I sort of make Prussia seem like the bad guy in my GermanyxReader story, I decided to make a PrussiaxReader fluff! Enjoy! :3 You know the drill, if theres **__** Infront of words then that means your thinking :3More Like This
You woke with a start, panting, lying on your back and staring at the ceiling, your heart pounding. You gulped and slid down underneath the covers. That was one creepy nightmare.
**what a freaky dream.... Damn it! WHY do I always read creepypasta's before I go to sleep?!** You thought. You suddenly felt something move your bed and you froze. You entire body heated up and your heart pounding. You then cleared your mind and remembered that it was your boyfriend, Gilbert beside you. You came out from under the blanket and looked at him. He was lying on his back, muscular arms spread and his hair was messy. You curled up against him and almost automatically, as if by instinct that he knew it was your body against his, he manouvered on his sude and wrapped h
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Previously, you woke up to find yourself at Antonio’s home, are brought your belongings over by Ivan, Arthur, and Alfred, and were invited to move into their new dorm with them- all in time for the graduation party.
You took a shaky breath as you fiddled with the shirt you were wearing, pulling at it and straightening wrinkles, then running a brush through your hair again, for good measure. ‘That’s as good as it’s going to get,’ you think to yourself, regarding your appearance in the mirror. You were currently standing in your bathroom, getting ready for the graduation party you all were invited to- in a few minutes you were all to leave.
And you were nervous.
It hadn’t completely clicked in your mind earlier that it was to be a beach party. Not that you had anything against parties- or the beach really for that matter, but it was the ocean that left you feeling a bit uneasy. Ever since the... situation with your dad, you hadn’t
Horror Movies EnglandxPunk!Reader “C’mon, Arty,” you teased, getting closer to your boyfriend’s face, poking his nose with your painted-black fingernail, a smirk on your face. “It’s just a silly movie,” you couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh.More Like This
His emerald eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a quiet sigh. “Another one, (y/n)? Isn’t this becoming something of an obsession?” his blonde hair fell slightly into his eyes as one of his large, bushy eyebrows raised in question.
You rolled your eyes as well, crossing your arms, making the horror video in your hands stick out a bit as a few of your bracelets jingled on your wrist. “Obsession?” you scoffed. “You are being the definition of a hypocrite right now,” you smirked, taking a step away from your boyfriend, holding up your hand that wasn’t holding the DVD case. “Let’s just take a count of all your obsessions. Ther
Britain x Dead! Reader - Mumma is OkayMore Like This
Arthur clung to the frayed picture of you, his knees bunched against his sore chest. He whispered to you, of really what remained of you, praying to someone – something – an unknown deity at that point, begging for your return. He could feel the damage of the smoke to his lungs as he breathed, each breath coming out more and more shallow than the last.
“Oh, __________ ,” Silent tears sprung in his eyes, but he wiped them away, remembering how you always liked to see him happy. Even when he failed at cooking, fought with Francis, or accidentally swore himself into a fight with you, you had always longed to see the innocent irises of the Brit green with jubilance, and not with unneeded spite. You were aware of how easily he was angered and you were saddened by this. “Will you forgive me?” He spoke quietly, subconsciously afraid of disturbing the others around him.
What a silly notion, he thought absentmindedly. Afraid of waking the deceased
Romano X Reader: Lift OffStifling a yawn, you stretched your arms over your head and neatly folded your hands behind you. Your flight to Italy had not started yet, however you seemed to have the perfect seats. You had checked from the available seating charts listed online and had confirmed that you would have no partner for the ride. You were free to stretch and listen to whatever you wanted. The thought of sitting next to some old, drooling man and hyperactive child, who had been separated from their mother for the time being, quickly flashed through your mind.More Like This
“Never again.” You whispered to yourself as you recalled your terrible past flight experiences. A cold shiver ran down your spine and you repeated your mantra once more.
You didn’t exactly purchase luxurious first-class tickets, but coach seats were just as good. You were all getting to the same place at the same time, anyways. What did it matter?
Eight hours would pass by, you thought to assure yourself. You were properly sto
11thDoctorxDepressed!Reader: Galactic Butterflies Triggers: Self-harm, Depression, Suicidal intention.More Like This
All day you had been silently biding your farewell to the little things that had made your life what it was. The bitter old lady who lived next door and her salt-pepper grouchy cat. To your parents, who had grinned at you and wished you a good day at school. And then to the cracks on the asphalt of the street, the wild fiery poppies at the side of the road, every clock at school you had stared at as you counted the seconds until you could leave.
Even the bullies, the backstabbers, the friends you didn't really like...
Today was the day you took your own life.
The demons had won, gnawing at your aching bones.
And so you'd had stayed awake that night, in your fresh sheets and warm pajamas. But neither this or your mom's tender eyes as she lowered your lights and bid you goodnight could change your mind. She'd be better without you. Without this ever growing void stretching your chest
Joker x OC: Conversation PartnersStep right upMore Like This
We bring to you the finest entertainment
And I am pleased to be your humble servant
Except our hospitality
Indulge in abnormality
Joker didn’t normally frequent places like this. He wasn’t sure why he was there. He just wanted to get away for a while. It was one of those bars that offered entertainment and, ahem, “entertainment” and cheap drinks with high prices. He wasn’t interested in anything except his drink, but then those lyrics drifted through the air and caught his attention. There was a woman on stage. He watched her, more listening to the music than anything else.
Step right up
We’ve something here for everyone’s enjoyment
I do this as a gift not for employment
A portrait of insanity
Approached with pure humanity
Come… See… Our… Girls!
At this point several women came out on stage, all flashy and scantily clad, mostly in feathers and fishnets. Quite a few were in the audience as well flirt
Jack Frost x reader Let It Go-FrozenEnjoy.More Like This
Here you are walking down a empty street covered in snow wearing (f/c) coat and a hat with light blue with snowflakes because you love the snow you remembered you built your first snowman and kept listening to your favorite song 'Let It Go' by Demi Lovato from Frozen, the song kept repeating in your head since no one is around decided to sing-a-long the song.
"The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation,
and it looks like I'm the queen"
Doing the same move from the movie you took off your left glove to do the same movement and continued singing.
"The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I tried"
Sing the same tune like Elsa (Character from Frozen if you guys didn't watched the movie.) and proceed walking while you didn't know someone caught your voice was a young guy named 'Jack Frost' was putting his snow in (Hometown) all over the place with his sta
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Your eyes wavered over to a certain host. His blonde hair and tall figure couldn't be missed in the crowded music room. His buoyant laughter floated through the air, you could listen to it all day. He was a nice guy, good looking, and cares for others...he was a vision, the closest thing to perfect in your (e/c) eyes. You sighed, resting your head on your hand, sitting next to Haruhi Fujioka. He was also a member of the host club, but something about him seemed a bit off...maybe even a tiny bit feminine. However he was a very, very close friend of yours. He must of caught you staring 'cause a small chuckle left his lips.
"Do you have a thing for Tamaki?" He asked, nudging my shoulder, "If you wanted him as a host instead, why didn't you request him?" You snapped your head toward you friend.
"N-no! I want to spend more time with you, really!! We don't have many classes together and the classes we do share we are across the room from each other!" You played with your yellow dres
Self AbuseIt's all been a lieMore Like This
Hiding behind these lying eyes that once saw happiness
It's easy to cut and run around the tombstones
To stand on the edge and feel the ground crumble from under you
No truth came out of any of it
Bring me up to then tear me back down
I'm no longer whole but in tiny pieces spread among the ashes
Survival is limited and my conscious is saying stay down
I'm being lead astray and the road back is fading
My last goodbye can't be remembered through the fog that's been created
A drop of blood is spilled for every lonely encounter
And the pace is rapidly increasing, draining the very life out of me
I left my heart in the hands of the the hopeless
And Im sauntering through my deranged mind
Slowly falling into this inevitable hole
Trying to fight the monsters around every corner
But those who fight monsters better make damn sure that they don't become one
And that my friends is harder than it seems
11!Doctor x Reader x 12!Doctor - Good-Bye„It makes you look uncomfortably chubby.“More Like This
“I’m not rude; I’m just saying the truth! Besides, I am not your stylist.”
“But Girls want to have opinions on their outfits.”
“You’re a girl?”
“I am- wait a second. Rude, again!”
You tossed your hands up, while rolling your eyes.
“I just didn’t realized it. What’s the point in picking clothes that match, anyway? It just covers you, that is fine.”
“You are so rude.” You exclaimed, crossing your arms over your chest and staring at the Doctor with narrowed eyes.
Once again, you wondered where all the kindness of the 11th Doctor had gone, if it was still inside him somewhere or if he would be always this insensitive in this incarnation.
He stared back, obviously not getting the point.
This ignorance towards you made your eyes water, and you turned away with a huff, making your way towards the stairs to hide y
11!Doctor x Reader - As old as timeYou watched the Doctor, bouncing around the control room and stripping bits of the TARDIS together.More Like This
You breathed in, asking him a question.
“Doctor, how old are you?”
The question made him pause, and he send a shy glance over his shoulder to where you were sitting, hands folded in your lap and eyes clouded with thoughts. You had been sitting there for quite a while, and he had noticed how much he liked being watched while doing something, not talked to, just watched. Your presence was like a cup of hot milk before sleep, calming.
“Something around one thousand.” He said, and in the quiet air of the console room, he noticed for the first time how old that must sound to you. You, who were so young, compared to him.
You nodded, thoughts still somewhere else.
He placed down his Screwdriver, and cleaned his hands on his pants, before walking the few stairs up to your seat, kneeling down in front of you.
“Why? Something the matter, (f/n)?” His soft voice m
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Author’s Note: I think reader-chan would be about 15-16 in this, and has known Jack for a few years. Also, I have no idea why Jack decided to stop by reader-chan’s house at 4:30 in the morning, but for the sake of the story, I’m just gonna leave it.
“__y/n__, why are you still awake?” Jack asked, floating in through your window that you had ‘forgotten’ to close.
“Because the internet is distracting?” You offered, smiling sheepishly at him.
“It’s four thirty. Go to bed. Don’t you go back to school in like two weeks, anyway?”
“Don’t remind me.” You groaned, burying your face in your hands. You sighed and stood up, padding silently into your bathroom.
Jack followed you, leaning against the doorway as you brushed your teeth. “Why do you stay up so late?” Jack asked.
“I’m lazy.” You said with a shrug, spitting into the sink.
MASTERPOST: Mericcup GIFs(original post date: Nov 2012)More Like This
I am posting some Merida/Hiccup GIFs that I made for these:
Since stamps are quite tiny and you can't really use them outside deviantArt, I've decided to upload the original GIFs. I didn't want to submit each one as a deviation so I've collected them into one masterpost instead.
Feel free to use, provided that:
1) you do not hotlink the images (right-click and save as, please; I don't want to have to re-upload these)
2) you do not alter them (ask permission first if you want to make any changes)
3) you do not claim them as your own
4) you credit back to the original makers.
In addition, if there is anyone who has made or come across other Mericcup-related GIFs, comment with a link to the image so that I may add them below. This entry serves as our group index.
This masterpost will be frequently updated.