Penpal! ReaderxPenpal/Exchange student! England 2
Chapter 2: The penpals letter and the exciting news
Arthur furrowed his brow. He hated english and he was suposed to be getting a letter from some "Penpal" Today. His teacher Mr.Frog-face ((Ohohohoh~)) As Arthur liked to call him handed him the letter from his penpal named _____. Not to be rude he opened and read the letter.
Sorry to bother you I'm not one to write letters but i thought it might be fun, And plus they had my favorite country. You might find it rediculous that you have a penpal but think of it diffrently. Well for starters, Im an only child. I live with my father my dad left my mom when i was 3. I have one good friend who loves russia. I have tons of Union Jack posters on the wall of my room. I love swimming, Drawing and football. So can i ask you some questions now?
Do you have any siblings?
Do you live with your mom, dad or both?
Do you have a crazy but awesone friend?
Whats your favorite sport?
Do you like drawing?
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You stared at the strawberry cake in front of you and sighed. The candles flickered, waiting to be blown out. If you didn't blow them out soon, wax was going to drip onto the strawberry icing.
What was the point of celebrating this day anyway? Woo. One year older. You scowled at the pessimistic thoughts, and turned your attention back to the cake.
What to wish for? In fact, did you really need to wish for something before blowing out the candles?
You tapped a finger against the table top, glaring at the candles.
You decided to make the silliest and most improbable wish.
"I wish, that Romano from Hetalia, was real......or something." You frowned, not really sure how to frame the request.
Shrugging, you leaned forward and blew out the candles.
Nothing happened. Not that you were expecting something to happen.
A part of you hated spending another birthday alone.
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The gate is wide
The road is paved in moderation
The crowd is kind and quick to pull you in
Welcome to the middle ground
You're safe and sound and
Until now it's where I've been
You yawned softly and removed your forehead from the table before smiling up at the teen in front of you. The younger teen has short black-brown hair, with a flyaway curl on the right side of his head. "Da-ze! ___, did you hear anything I just told you?" said the happy go lucky Asian country. You smile apologetically and shook your head. "Sorry," you told him honestly and watched a pout cross the Korean's face. He leaned forward and flailed his arms a bit making the extra long sleeves of his shirt flip around a bit. "I said that you should drink more of your coffee! You are falling asleep," he told you and narrowed his bright brown eyes at you. You giggle at his flailing and picked up the cup of coffee he had bought you, taking a big sip. The
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"_______-san! Good morning!" Your Japanese friend, Kiku called, running over to you. He looked so cute in his grey beach shorts and baggy red top, along with red converse and a sweatband around his small forehead.
You smiled at him, waving.
"Good morning, Kiku! Ready to train?" You greeted, stretching your strong muscles. He nodded, stopping next to you.
"This was a good idea, ________-san. Ludwig is always too hard on us and Feliciano distracts me from training".
You blushed, fiddling with your own baggy shirt.
"Well? Wanna start?". Kiku nodded, his bangs slightly covering his face.
"Let's run a few laps and see where we go from there, yes?" You suggested.
Kiku agreed and took of running, with you following close behind. You both jogged into the woods, sun glittering through the autumn leaves.
You looked over to your Japanese friend. He looked very content jogging through the calm woods, and seemed lost in thought. You smiled, admiring him.
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Everyone, even if they usually didn't go to bed this early.
This shouldn't have been a problem, since you had been tired by an hour and a half ago, but now, you were wide awake.
Well, after this particular world meeting, all the countries had a little get-together at a nearby hotel, and quite a few of them gathered in one of the many rooms they had rented for the night.
For a while, no one really knew what to do, until, creepishly enough, someone found a Ouija board in a closet and you all entertained yourselves for a while with that, in which everyone took a turn setting their hands on the pointer.
After that, with the setting sun, after playing with the Ouija board, everyone was in a ghostly, horror frame of mind.
And, of coarse, what that meant was scary movies.
Channel surfing through the room's television, the wielder of the remote stopped at a movie, which was, of coarse, Paranormal Activity.
You'd seen snippets of the second movie, but
SwitzerlandxReader - To MendVash closed his locker and sighed. It was difficult being a new student, but almost taxing to be a foreign student. From Switzerland to be exact but not many had heard of his home country.More Like This
"Gott..." He thought, almost bitterly. "When can I go home?"
"L-Leave me alone!" Vash's mossy green eyes shot to the source of the voice. It was a girl, trying hard to stand her ground against of trio of very mean-looking girls.
"Ha! As if!" The obvious leader of the trio snarled. "Face it! Nobody's gonna care about you. We're far too popular to ever be associated with such a 'lowly' act. People are gonna think that you're lying and that's exactly what we want, skank." Vash winced as he saw her get slappd. Normally, he'd stay out of this kind of thing but he hated physical bullying, he could never tolerate it at all. He walked to the girls and cleared his throat.
"Excuse me." The leader turned, her eyes meeting Vash's infuriated green. He was terrifyingly polite, something that was very
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You and all the other countries were at a paintball forest. Your partner was Vash Zwingli, your best friend. It took alot of convincing for him to be on your side, because he thought you had no skills with a gun. You began playing this song on your ipod and placed it on repeat http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wmc8bQoL-J0
You thought ' time to surprise all the guys here then'. Readying your gun, you looked over at Vash and nodded. You both ran out across to the enemy territory and jumped behind a bush.
Being the loveable idiot italy was he ran straight out infront of you, giving you an easy target. However Vash beat you to it and shot him.
' DOITSUU~~~~~'Italy cried and ran into Germany, who had spotted you two hiding.
' run!' To your surprise Vash grabbed your arm and you ran for more shelter. You could hear footsteps running after you, and in all the panic you were seperated from Vash.
Germany shouts ' They went this w
Switzerland X Reader .:Never Forget:.I sighed and stared out the frost-encrusted window, my breath fogging it slightly. Christmas could be so boring, and it was lonely these days. Ever since Vash had left.More Like This
It had been ten years, and now I was twenty two. My life had been perfect as a child. My best friend and his sister had practically lived with me, we were together so much.
Inseparable. That was what we had called ourselves, before the war managed to do the impossible.
Vash had needed to go and fight, even at the tender age of thirteen. I had cried as much as Lili, his sister, possibly even more. I couldn't even comprehend that he might die.
He had never returned, MIA. And for a whole year I had cried, before drawing into depression.
And now here I was, at the grave site for those who died at the battle he disappeared from. My cabin overlooked the very spot he had last been seen, and a couple of graves. I had promised myself to visit at least once a year.
That night was lonely and cold. In the Swiss Alps, the
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RomaniaXReader: Funny Love
"__________?" Romania said peeking into your room. You didn't answer as you were under your covers trying to block out his voice. "__________?" he said again and climbed on to the bed and poked your back.
"Leave me alone," you grumbled your grip on the sheets tightened. You were tired and you just wanted to take a nap.
"Aw why?" he said and poked the side of your stomach again.
"Stop," you said jerking away.
"__________," he said. You pulled off the covers.
"What," you said clearly annoyed.
"Why are you like that?" he asked.
"Like what?" you said.
"Your acting mean!" Romania said.
"No I'm not!"
"Yes you are!"
"No I'm not!"
"Then why are you yelling a me!
"Yes you are!"
"Your getting on my nerves."
"Are you ticklish?" he asked.
"Yes! Wait what?" you said. Without warning you felt his hands on your stomach and he began tickle you. You burst out laughing. "R-Romania! S-Stop!" you said in between your fits of
Romania x ReaderIt was a foggy morning when Vladimir woke up. He slowly got up and looks around to see where he was. He saw that the place he was at was a forest.More Like This
He began to walk around to see if he could find someone. He slowly began to stop walking when he heard someone singing faintly yet sweetly song.
kodomo no koro ni oitekita
yume o omoidashita
wakakusairo no kanashimi o
hosoku amaku utau
nanimo owaru koto no nai
eien o shitteita
mou daremo kataranai
futari no monogatari
He stopped when he saw a little girl dancing and singing near a lake. He didn't speak to her since he notice the water lit up. When she sang it lit up a soft green color in the water.
He notices the girl stopped and turned to him. The girl had (h/c) hair and dull (e/c) eyes and was wearing a white dress. The little girl seemed very familiar to Vladimir.
The girl walked closer to him and took his hand. She took him deeper in the forest where there is light.
"Why did you take me here" he questioned
The girl di
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Your heart was racing. Today was the day that you were finally going to do it. You had been practicing over and over again for this moment, and finally, you had the courage to take action.
When you heard the footsteps of your friend coming closer, you came out from behind the column you were leaning on and faced him.
"Hi, _____________!" your childhood friend, Vladimir, grinned.
"Hi, Vlad," you said shyly with your hands holding your chocolate behind your back.
"Are you ready to go home?" Vladimir asked and grabbed your free hand. The moment he touched your hand, a tingling sensation ran up the length of your aurm and travelled along your spine.
But before he could start walking with you, you stopped in your tracks and swallowed. "Um, before we go I have somerhing for you, Vlad."
"Really?" your friend asked in genuine surprise. "Is it a present?"
"You can say that " you said trying hard not to blush too visibly. With every ounce of your courage, you bro
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As you walked down the streets next to Antonio you felt everyone's eyes on you. People were whispering as you passed by them and it was making you very uncomfortable. As you glance at the people you feel Antonio take you a hold of your hand.
"Don't worry. People are just blown away by how beautiful you look." Antonio smile causing you to blush slightly. You really weren't use to such complaints. Most of your life you have been treated as one of the guys. Then again this is your first time in a dress like this.
"Where is Francis and everyone else?" You asked in a small voice hoping to change the conversation. It was weird how clothe can effect ones mood.
"They went to go check on why Jack is here. If he is here it means trouble. We should be leaving as soon as we can." The Spaniard said with a serious face. Sighing you wished you could find Arthur. Ever since your run in with Jack you've been feeling uneasy. Something about that guy was oddly familiar but when you tried to th
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Uta x Reader:First name basis ONE SHOT
disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo ghoul, the image, but this fan fiction is mine.
Read and review please
"Sorry, I just wanted to scare you, [L/n]-San." Uta mumbled apologetically.
"Can we please drop the formalities baby?" you sighed.
"Baby? That's a new one, I thought were mad at me?"
"I am but...I um...!" there was such a heavy blush covering your face, and you hid your hands in his jacket.
He snickered a bit, before pulling your hands away from your face,"You are so cute [L/n]-San." you blushed even more when he pulled you closer to him. His hands were wrapped around your waist and the two of you were sprawled out on cushioning if the love seat.
"You have an odd way of teasing people."
"No one said I was teasing." his whispered.
"You are so frustrating!" you growled, breaking away from his grasp. He sighed, throwing his head back against the small love seat pillows. He didn't understand why you were mad, he was only trying to scar
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Uta x reader: Deadly surprises
Disclaimer: I don't own TOKYO GHOUL nor do I own the image but this fan fiction is completely mine
I'm really obsessed with Uta Also I think this is really crappy
Please give me comments and feedback since this is probably going to be extra super long!
*Warning: everyone's probably OOC
"U-Uta-kun." you whimpered, clutching your stomach. You were sleeping in bed with your ghoul boyfriend, when an unbearable pain struck your womb. You wanted to scream but your body was in too much pain and shock to respond to anything. So you just laid there next to your sleeping ghoul boyfriend, clutching your hurting abdomen tightly.
"You're moving around too much." he complained sleepily, his back was facing you. He was always grumpy in the morning, despite his polite nature.
You were in pain– clutching your stomach tightly–but you managed a few more words,"U-Uta-kun p-please." the pain was so unbearable, it was lik
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Uta x reader: Inept [4/?]
I Don't own anything but leave a comment
>Three Years later<
Although you virtually clung to your asshole of a boyfriend, something still felt off about him. Like he was hiding something, no no, not that, It was as if he was putting something blatantly in front of your face. Like he was waiting for you to pick up on it.
It seemed like it was years ago that the two of you had gotten together. You wirked diligently to get rid of your nervous nature. It was hard but you could hold a calm, cool, and collective façade in front of a meal and/or another ghoul.
"You're awfully quiet today~" Uta snickered, as your face turned redder. You watched the back of his muscles flex and un-flex as he sketched dutifully.
"Are you still embarrassed? Was I too much to handle?" Uta asked. His tone was serious but you knew him well enough to know that this was all a little act. You don't know how, but over the years Uta's grown calm and docile. At
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Uta x reader: Inept [3/?]
Disclaimer: I don't own TOKYO GHOUL nor do I own the image but this fan fiction is mine
Months were spent sparring with Uta, months were spent honing your skills of perception and reflexes. You weren't the best fighter in the world but you could hold you own against a really good brawler. Even you shy demeanor had been transformed into a fierce and intimidating one.
"Uta." you called, "What are you planning?" you placed your elbow on his back and leaned over his shoulder. He didn't answer, so took his ear into your mouth.
"I'll bite this off if you don't tell me." you threatened.
"And I'll bite something else off if you don't get off me." your face turned extremely red and you backed off. You could hear Uta snickering lowly and that made you dizzy. How much more in love with him could you get?
"Uta, what are we?" you asked without thinking. Your hand shot over your mouth as you watched him freeze up, "Ha. Ha. Sorry that slipped." you co
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Uta x reader: Inept [2/?]
Disclaimer: I don't own TOKYO GHOUL nor do I own the image but this fan fiction is mine
[A/n: this series probably going to have a bad ending]
"And so as one has stated art is~ Oh hello [L/n]-San how nice of you to join us!" Your professor says with mock sweetness. You bow softly and hand him the note from the infirmary. He knows why you're late, but is tired of it. He keeps tight lipped and only lets a loud sigh escape while he shakes his head at you. You quickly choose a seat, not paying any attention to whom you've sat next to.
"Hello [F/n]-chan." Uta greets causally. Your face immediately goes red and you focus on taking notes. Uta sighs, feeling a bit dejected as he listens to the lecture. He doesn't understand why you don't talk to him like you used to. He had really grown to like you and how much you've matured. He likes the way you have virgin skin and the way your hair is [H/l]. He likes that you're shy but he doesn't like that you
Uta x reader: inept (1/?)More Like This
A long time ago, I promised that I'd be doing more for Uta, and since Oikawa isn't getting the hype that my other stories get I'm seriously thinking about ending Retrograde, because honestly I feel like I'm wasting my time and I don't want to write something no one is reading. I seriously have to think about it.
But anyway here's the new Uta story Summary: You are girl who has a social anxiety disorder,
like me!and it's pretty much impossible for you to talk to certain people. Even though you have this disorder you've really come to like Uta and his personality. These are little stories that have no 'real plot line' [Like the Sugawara and Hanamiya things] but are in a consecutive order. please enjoy this series! Comments are very very much so appreciated.
Uta x reader: inept [1/?]
Disclaimer: I don't own TOKYO GHOUL nor do I own the image but this fan fiction is mine
He's cool like plastic, tattoos covering his face and exten
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The Raven haired male looked at me suspiciously as he adjusted his cravat "well then" he murmured, he held his gloved hand out to me causing me to take his surprisingly warm hand. I looked up at him with my eyes filled with anger but with a tint of curiosity
"who are you?" i asked while he helped me up onto the stage, he remained silent with an icy glare as he released my hand and began to
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i sighed as i woke up, today was the day. My uncle (u/n) always was boasting about his dream of making an amusement park where everyone young and old to come and visit. I never thought he actually was going to do it but surprise surprise he did. i ruffled my (h/c) hair as i hopped out of bed 'gahh why did it have to open so early' i mentally whined while i trudged out of bed putting my hair up in a high ponytail getting ready for the day with my favorite (f/c) tank top and short shorts.
"welp today is the day" i murmured as i slipped on my flip flops and walked outside with the ticket at hands.
Since i was related to him i got to go for fee which was pretty awesome i guess, i mean many people are going to be there even FAMOUS people so i'm pretty excited. I walked out and looked at the sky "hmm looks like its gonna be a good day" i giggled as i skipped off to the (L/N) amusement park.
(~time skip brought to you by Levi saying 'tch...'~)
i walked into the big crowd a
Late night tea (Levi x Reader)"Bored." You moaned, swinging your slender legs on the chair as Levi glanced at you with those un-amused silver eyes causing you to shoot a smile at him unconsciously. A slim ebony eyebrow raising on his pale structure features.More Like This
"Why don't you actually try and finish your work then Squad-leader (Last name)" He hummed in a low tone that caused your skin to prickle slightly, ignoring the sensation as you sighed.
"That's the thing that is boring!" You groaned, placing your head on desk, glancing sideways with tired (e/c) eyes at the books covered shelves surrounding you in the library. Levi sighing as he gently brought a book down on your head causing you to sit up and pout at him. His eyes widening only slightly at the reaction before he returned to his usual calm uninterested gaze.
"The quicker you get it done the less bored you will be." He grumbled, looking down at his own pile of paper work.
"But I need something interesting to motivate me to finish work! Last time Hanji promised she
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*Iceland X Reader*
'If she's the one you're looking for
Then I'm ready to let go ...' .
The female sighed as she watched the brown haired happily talked to the Icelander,gesturing in a ridiculous manner with her tanned hands to put emphasis - she brushed a strand of (h/c) locks behind her ear,packing her stuff in a (f/c) bag and stood from the window - the more she saw the two together,the more she felt sick at stomach.
It wasn't the fact that (Name) dispised Michelle - but she didn't like her either,because she captured the liliach eyed boy's whole attention upon her.As some say,if the brunette girl was on fire,the (h/c) would have considered roasting marshmallows on her - but that would be mean and unlike the kind hearted female.
Everytime things turned out like that,she felt herself breaking little by little and tears gathered into her glimmering (e/c) pools,making them look matte as she lost hope - why Emil could chat with Seychelles for so long and wh
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((A whole group filled with Skyrim/Hetalia: www.fus-ro-pasta.deviantart.com ))
The cold, bitter wind of Skyrim blew trough [name]'s [h/c] hair. Her wrist were bound and sat uncomfortably in her lap. She bounced on the hard, wooden bench every time the cart hit a rock or hole. Which seemed to happen a lot. It had been an ordinary day until she had gotten herself caught up with some rebels during an ambush. Just her luck though. Things like this always happened to her. To her right was Alfred Stormcloak, the leader of the rebel Stormcloak army. In front of him sat a man with dark, shaggy brown hair and brown eyes. He ran his mouth and cursed like a sailor about how he shouldn't have been there. Finally the other man in the cart, a Stormcloak with long blonde hair in a pony tail and blue eyes, spoke up. " Would you 'ush already! Vinning like a little girl vill not 'elp any of us!" He scoffed. Alfred seemed to be trying to eat trough the cloth on his mouth wanting to speak. " Alfred, a lit
iNSaNiTYItaly sat in his room, secluded. He had the curtains drawn and the light was off, leaving him in complete darkness. He was holding his head and he stared at the ground with wide eyes. His once bright, amber eyes were dull and red. Tears ran down his face and sob forced it's way out.More Like This
"I can't take it. Why would he do this to me," he cried out as fresh tears made their way down his damp cheeks. Another person had left him, betrayed him in the worst way possible.
"You promised you wouldn't leave me... How could you lie like that?" Italy asked no one in particular. "Germany... Why would you do this?"
He screamed loudly, clutching his head harder. He shook violently, rage taking hold of him. His sad tears were replaced with angry ones. He heard a knock on his door.
"GO AWAY!" Italy screamed as he grabbed the closest thing to him and threw it at the door.
"Veneziano! What's going on? Unlock the damn door!" Italy heard his brother yell from the other side of the door.
"Leave me ALONE!" Italy
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Thin. Thin. You had to be thin. This thought was consuming your brain. You couldn't think about anything. Especially food. If you couldn't think about anything, especially food, and that was good right?
Yes. It was good. Perfectly good.
"(F/n) are you going to listen to me today?" Ludwig asked the girl who was sitting in the chair across from him. She gave him a blank look back, obviously absorbed in her own thoughts.
"I brought food," he said, his monotone voice level staying the same as she started to register that thought among her own. He turned around to grab something as when he was back, she wasn't in the cold metal chair.
It sat empty, in a mocking matter. She wasn't in the chair or on the bed, so she had to be under the bed. Ludwig walked towards the bed and stood beside it, in a threatening way.
"(F/n), you should come out now, before I have to fetch you out from there." No noise came from under the bed. Ludwig sighed, this girl was one for playing games.
Ludwig got d
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Warning: Fluff...implied smut...maybe? *is shot* um..Prussia OOC-ness? *is shot again*
If he could only read her mind, she'd say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work, open a door for me, what would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
She was upset. Upset that it seemed like Prussia didn't have any time for her. He was always working or out drinking. She wondered if he'd even remember their anniversary (which was today). She wondered if she did something wrong that made him stay late at work. When ever he was home she would try anything to turn his head and it seemed like nothing was working. She could only hope that he would realize how much she missed him…and soon he did.
"[Name]! I'm home!" Prussia shouted, his work bag falling to the floor with a loud thud.
She smoothed out her clothes while she walked to the front door.
"How was work Gilbert?" She asked, putting on a small smile.
The sexy smirk on her husband's face made her stomach flip.
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You walked into the living room, just as your Husband was gearing up to tell the story you had heard a hundred times.
A story your seven year old son listened to with wide eyes.
"2012 was supposed to be the end of the world. But your daddy survived it!"
You snorted, ruffling your sons blonde hair as you passed. Your husband pouted, his blue eyes going wide behind the frame of his glasses.
"What? You know George likes this story!" Your son nodded furiously, his wide grin showing the gap were he was missing a tooth.
"You'd think he'd get bored of it after a while."
"No, It's Daddy's other stories that are boring."
Alfred pretended to be shocked, flailing his arms about like he had been shot. "SON, how could you!"
He flopped to the side, making George giggle.
Sitting up, he flashed the grin that had made you melt the first time you had met.
"Okay then ______, You pick the story."
You pretended to think, tapping your chin.
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"Come on! Ragazza! If you don't hurry up we are going to be late for America's Party!" Romano screamed from downstairs as you were getting ready. Romano didn't really want to go but he could see you enjoyed seeing all the countries getting along for once and the only place that ever happened was at America's kick ass party's. So he said he would take you. Only after you asked and asked him to come.
"I'll be down in one minute Romano!" you yelled back. He could be so impatient sometimes so you thought up a way to mess with him. He never acted like he liked you but he would always chase guys away from you or keep them at a distance and would always say "_____, you only know how to attract scumbags." He was so damn confusing but now it was your turn to get back at him, if he thought you looked enough like a slut to attract that many scumbags (your own assumption of how he feels ; ) then you were going to really try your hardest to look the best you
I Didn't Forget [Loki x Reader]You glared at your boyfriend for 2 years from the other side of the room with you (e/c) eyes. Arms crossed and legs joining the rest of your body on the sofa, might seem like a comfortable position for some people, but after sitting like that for half an hour, it wasn't that comfortable anymore. Yes, you had been sitting there for half an hour, doing nothing but glare at Loki.More Like This
That bastard had the nerve to enjoy the book he was reading while he had successfully made you mad. And the fact that he hadn't noticed the anger yet, didn't do much to lift your mood.
Though out the day Loki had acted like it was yet another day. Like there was nothing special about today. Not a single thing. When it in fact was a really important day.
An angry huff made itself know in the room as you tried to get Loki's attention. But as expected, he ignored you and continued his reading. For some reason, Shakespeare seemed to interest him more then you.
Maybe you should burn his books. Or the bookshelf. And th
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Loki and Tony jumped at the loud voice and turned to look at the owner who sat on the sofa curled up as a ball. ”CAN'T YOU FLY STRAIGHT?!”
”What is she doing...?” Loki questioned, not taking his eyes of off you as you continued tapping on your phone screen.
”I don't know....” Tony answered ”But I advice that you stay away from her.”
”THIS BIRD!!!” you yelled and shot up from the sofa, glaring at your phone ”WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!”
”Oh.” Tony commented as he continued to watch you yell at your phone.
”What?” Loki asked, looking over to the man of iron.
”She's playing Flappy Bird.”
”What is that?”
”A game from hell.” Tony answered darkly before he took his coffee and left the room, leaving Loki alone in the same room as the pissed off woman.
”ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!”
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To you, he was always your light just like how he is to Kuroko. But when you knew he was going to leave, it felt as if you were going to live in the world of darkness without him around. But you knew that he is leaving japan for a good reason and that is to live his dream and you know that he will definitely come back one day.
To say you were surprise was an understatement, it has been 5 years since he left and now as you got home from school you see him there, standing outside your house just like how he would be every morning when you guys were still attending high school. As you got closer, you were sure that it was him, he sure has grown a lot. He's different from how he used to be, overall his physical appearance has all changed but no matter what he was still your baka.
Just as you were going to call him, a little husky came running towards him, well what happened next was quite predictable. He tripped over while trying to get away from that little innocent dog, well now you know
RQ: Night Hoops (Kagami Taiga x Reader)You breathed heavily, wiping sweat from your forehead. It was one of those nights where you hanged out in the basketball court near your house. Dribbling the ball in your hands, you threw the ball, still missing the hoop. You groaned in frustration, throwing the ball at the fence.More Like This
"You seem pretty angry at the ball." You heard a deep voice say behind you. Turning around you saw your best friend, Kagami. You rolled your eyes, walking to where the beat up ball was.
"What are you doing here?"
"I can ask you the same thing (Y/N)."
You sighed before answering, "I came here to practice as usual." He nodded, before getting his own ball from his bag. He dribbled it, throwing it to the hoop, and it easily made it through. He smirked in satisfaction, turning attention back to you.
"Now tell me, what's bothering you?" he asked in genuine concern.
"I'm need help." you replied.
"Yeah, in throwing the ball into the hoop." you shyly said, turning around. You could hear him chuckle lowly.
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Watching Sanji cook always seemed like magic to you and you sat transfixed as his hands moved with an elegance and speed that surely wasn’t natural. The ingredients seem to fall apart before him with little more than a flick of his wrist before they were tossed into the steaming pan. You secretly wondered if those hands could make you fall apart as easily as they did the vegetables, and you felt yourself grow hot at the thought.
You watched him peel an onion with dexterity and grace, the outer layers falling away one at a time to reveal the pale, smooth flesh beneath and you longed for him to the same to you.
Humming contentedly, he stirred the soup, stopping to remove the cigarette from between his teeth to taste his creation, blowing gently on the surface before sipping at it delicately. His lips quirked in a satisfied smile and he made a comment of approval that fell on deaf ears – you were occupied with attempting to cool your flaming cheeks from the mere thought of his
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Jean had taken some convincing to get him to take you to the carnival. He had remained adamant to your pleading words. He thought himself immune to your charms and your sweet smile, but the second he looked into those big [e/c] eyes of yours, he knew he had already lost. You looked like a sad puppy. How could he say no?
The two of you now walked amongst the various stalls an sideshows, Jean with his hands in the pockets of his coat, a frown of discontent marring his features, while you clung to your best friend’s arm, talking animatedly and excitedly gesturing at the numerous toys and stuffed animals on show. Jean’s frown deepened.
“If you want one, you’ll have to win it yourself,” he remarked, glancing up as you pointed out a particularly large and fluffy teddy bear.
Your face fell. “You’re such a downer, Jean! Carnival’s are supposed to be fun.” You pouted and he rolled his eyes, fighting the urge to smile at your childish behavio
Nothing is wrong! - Loki x ReaderYou were spread out on the sofa in your apartment, a bowl that used to be filled with ice cream on the table and the TV turned on. You let out a satisfied sigh and smiled weakly.More Like This
”It finally settled down. No more pain for a while.” you mumbled as you decided to try and sit up. ”NOPE!” you quickly flopped back down and curled into a ball as the pain shot though you.
You rocked back and forth, trying to ignore the pain. But that didn't end well since the next thing you knew you were lying on the floor in even more pain.
”What are you doing?” a voice asked from the door while you were slowly trying to turn around to lay on your stomach instead of your back. Loki stood by the door, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. Yes, the God of Mischief was in your apartment. Not that it was anything special since he visited pretty often considering he was your boyfriend.
”They are going to explode...” you muttered as soo
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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
BTTxDepressed!Reader: Part 14More Like This
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
England X Reader: MagicalMore Like This
England X Reader
“Dude, just tell her!”
“You idiot, you know I can’t!”
England and America were fighting…no. Actually, they were not fighting. America was trying to help England confess his feelings for a certain country that he has been in love for a while. That country was (your country name), and her human name was (your full name). That name that gave goosebumps to the English man when he heard it. It was sort of…magical.
“But, why can’t you?!” America asked.
“I just…I just c-can’t! What if she rejects me?! And starts hating me?! I don’t want to lose her…” England said, looking at the floor. America sighed.
“If you don’t confess, she might be taken be another dude, you know…” America said. England flinched and looked at America with an worried expression.
“A-are you sure?...Wait, of course you’re right! Who wouldn’t w
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Softly turning over in your bed, so as not to wake the sleeping figure next to you; you soon came face to face with the incredibly cute sleeping face of your fiancé Arthur Kirkland (or England dependant on what you prefer). He was laid on his side with his left arm supporting your head instead of the pillow; his eyebrows were drawn together as if he were looking at something distasteful while his mouth was drawn into a small pout. What was cutest was that small murmurs of ‘scones’ and ‘tea’ that would occasionally come from his mouth, upon which bringing forth small giggles on your part at how adorable he turned out to be even when sleeping.
These soft giggles is what dragged him from his light sleep (of tea and scones apparently), only for him to awaken to your smiling face and sweet giggles.
“Morning love..” Arthur murmured while giving a soft smile, as his unoccupied hand came up to brush away his bedhead after which he yawned loudly.
EnglandxReader Only Atendee“Is anyone even going to come to this party?” (Name) asked herself, her birthday just had to fall on the same day that Alfred was throwing one of his ‘Awesome’ bashes.More Like This
She had handed invites out to the people that she really wanted to come, but they had all turned her down to go to Alfred’s party. She had said that she didn’t care either way…but it had hurt. And even with her bravery of handing invitations out she still couldn’t bring herself to give an invitation to Arthur, her long time crush who had never even looked at her. She bit her lip as she set out the few h’orderves that she had made
out on a table with a plain (color) plastic table-cloth.
She bit her lip, this would be sad if no one came to her party…she sat down on her couch with a plastic cup full of (favorite soda) and waited…and waited.
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Arthur stared at the invitation he’d found on the ground at school. It was addressed to some
EnglandxOC My Fair LadySlum Child: an uncultured brat, most likely born out of wedlock and raised by the uncaring, dart streets.More Like This
That was me that was my definition.
Salacia Tianna = Slum Child
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I sighed as the car I was in came to a stop in front of a large manor house. This was the very house that I was soon to be residing in until I came of age. I felt my heart beat in resentment and apprehension. I had only met the stuffy family representative who had come to the orphanage that I was until now living in, he told the woman in charge that he was looking for an older girl child, a teenager, his mistress was looking for a charity case that she could mold into a proper lady. The woman in charge was nervous, I knew why, I was the only one who met those criteria at the moment but I was a tough call. She had asked for a moment to speak to me only to be stopped and told that if there was only one it did not matter, I was now to be adopted by the family.
I protested going with them, co
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It was a sunny evening in Manchester England when a certain blonde, shaggy haired gentleman stormed into your house and slammed the door shut behind himself.
"Paparazzi chase you again?" You teased playfully, smiling up at the Englishman with your eyes closed.
"Yes." Arthur said with a soft sigh and though you couldn't see it, he smiled back.
"Maybe you should start masking yourself before leaving the house next time?" You said suggestively. You heard Arthur's footsteps grow closer as he laughed.
"You're right love." He said sitting beside you on the couch. "I'll definitely do that next time. And oh! I forgot to tell you that yet again, we've made this month's magazine cover."
"Really?" You gasped. "Whats it say?"
"Well...?" Arthur picked up the magazine off the table and stared down at the cover with furrowed eyebrows; his emerald eyes laced to disgust. "It isn't important."
You frowned. "Why do you say that?" You asked blowing a strand of hair from your face. "It cant possibly be tha
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He wore a button up loosely tucked into dark brown slacks, a worn pair of Oxfords and his blonde hair loosely gelled back. He smelled good, a surprise since the woodsy smell stuck out from all the florals that completely enveloped you daily. He smiled politely at you, a beautiful smile, and you noticed that he had groomed his eyebrows. He normally had a wild look to them, and you had grown to love that, but this sight wasn’t bad either.
“A couple of roses, please. The ones by the window.”
He also had a British accent. That was the best part. In this small town, everyone sounded the same, and they dressed the same, but paired up with his style and accent, your customer exuded a sort of elegance that was rare in a place like this.
He came in every day around this time—around noon—to purchase the same thing: two roses wrapped in light blue chevron foil paper with a rose gold bow. You could count the number of days he hadn
On Sundays - England x ReaderMore Like This
"(Name)!" Peter exclaimed as he jumped into your arms for a hug.
You giggled and hugged the mini Arthur number two fondly, "How's my little Peter doing? Mr. Bushy Brows isn't being mean to you is he?"
Arthur scoffed and rolled his eyes at your comment, causing you to chuckle. "Well just between you and me-" Peter whispered before having his older brother yank him away from you.
"Okay, okay break it up you two," Arthur said sternly. You smiled and held the door open to have Peter run inside enthusiastically. "H-Hey! I've taught you better manners than that Peter!" he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
You laughed, "Come on in Artie!"
His cheeks flushed, "D-Don't call me that!"
He groaned, "They're both horrible."
"Don't even finish that sentence."
You laughed as you led the way into the living room where Peter was happily playing with your pet dog, (p/n). Every Sunday, Arthur and Peter would hang out at your house. It was Arthur's only day off from w
Why Don't You Call Me Yet? .:England x Reader:._______ sat on a bench in the center of the city. She shivered and hugged her shoulders, pulling her new (f/c) jacket closer to her body. It was quite chilly that day, yet people still crowded the streets, going about their business. She searched the crowds for the man she was waiting for, but to no avail. She checked her watch for the fourth time.More Like This
He's late again... She sighed. She was a little upset as she had gotten quite dressed up for the date, even pinning up her (h/l) (h/c) locks into a stylish fashion. She gripped her cellphone tighter in her hands, hoping he would call her to let her know what was up. She thought back to the last time she had seen him. It had been cold that day too, but they stayed warm by hugging each other. He had stayed the night at her place, but when she awoke, all that was left of him was a note that said goodbye. They had planned today's date before hand, so she had shown up, but it didn't look like he was going to.
"Oh Arthur, where did you go
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You sighed heavily as you dragged your feet back from work. Your boss came close to firing you yet again because of something your co-worker had done and blamed you for. It was weighing pretty heavily on you. You didn't know why your boss wouldn't believe you when you had claimed to do nothing wrong.
You also were stressed out with trying to finish college, even if you were considered "old" for college at the age of twenty-three. You were majoring in (dream major) and couldn't be happier with your choice. Even that, however, was giving you more stress, due to the sudden rush of projects and papers the teachers were pressing for.
You sluggishly made your way up the steps to your apartment you shared with your boyfriend Arthur Kirkland. He was so sweet to you, always willing to listen to your problems, save for when he was working himself. You hoped he was home today and n
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Warren Peace x Reader
AN: Reader can control and manipulate time.
“We have got to get those two together.” Layla groaned as she sat down at her desk.
Magenta rolled her eyes, “I’m not sure what makes me want to hurl more, the fact that you’re going on and on about it or the fact I actually think they’d work.”
“So what are we going for? The usual “lock and run?” Zach asked
“Too overused.” Layla rejected the idea.
“If you’ve got a better one.” Zach pouted.
“Make the other jealous?” Ethan suggested.
“Blarg. I just threw up in my mouth.” Magenta replied.
Layla thought for a moment, “I’ve got it! We’ll use Zach’s idea but add a little something extra.”
“Add a little something extra to what?” Mr Boy questioned.
“We’re trying to get (Name) and Warren together.” Ethan blurted and shrugged when he saw the
Fire And Ice (Warren Peace X Reader)More Like This
Author's Note: Yes, I went with the cliché and made __y/n__ have ice/snow powers, sue me. IT'S CUTE DANG IT
"So, what's up with you and Layla, was it?" You asked curiously, sliding onto the bench beside Warren.
He raised an eyebrow at you. "Nothi-"
"Oh, hey cutie!" Layla said cheerfully as she sat to Warren's right. She twined their fingers together, and you raised an eyebrow right back at Warren, who looked just as confused as you. "I've been thinking about you, and how fun homecoming is going to be."
Understanding blossomed across your face as Will Stronghold, a new freshman and the son of the Commander and Jetstream, walked by with Gwen Grayson, who was undoubtedly the most popular girl at Sky High.
As soon as they were gone, Layla let her smile drop.
"Don't call me cutie." Warren warned, sending a quick burst of heat to his right hand and making Layla hastily pull her hand away.
You noticed and smacked him lightly on the shoulder. "What have I told you about bur
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“Again warren?” you said as you stood in front of him, seeing his bruised face and busted lip, “you really need to stop picking fights”
“Tch, you should have seen the other guy”, he said his voice still angered, “besides he had no right to make fun of you”
“I think he does, I mean I am in hero support, I think that puts me in the bottom of the social ladder, I'm bound to get picked on”, you said making him sit down on the steps of the school, to better examine his face. It wasn’t too bad, but still Warren usually got into fights without getting hurt in the process, so just seeing his face bruised, you knew that whoever he went up against put up a good fight.
“Still you’re my best friend, and no one picks on you”, he said bluntly, “besides I have to take care of my hero support, right?”
Your face heated up, just hearing him say that. You knew that he meant
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Fandom: Harry Potter
'Series' Title: (AU!) The Professor's Aide(#Chapt.?)
Primary Pairing: Hermione/Male!Reader
Sub Pairing(s): Neville/Luna, Draco/Harry (Drarry consumes my soul~!) Ginny/Dean
Characters: Hermione G, Harry P., Ron W., Neville L., S. Snape, Ginny W., Luna L. etc.
(Name) sighs as he wearily makes his way down the empty halls of Hogwarts in a hurried pursuit to the dungeons and to Snape. The professor had been nothing but relentless these past few days, especially with OWLs on the horizon. (Name) shakes his head as he rounds the corner, determined not to pout over his workload, after all he did sign up for this, quite literally really. Finally the door to the potions room comes into sight and (name) picks up the pace. When he approaches the door, the young man pauses to catch his breath. Maneuvering the mass of scrolls in his arms rather expertly (name) manages to knock o
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Bumbling, clumsy, but very polite and well-meaning. The new student is obviously a foreigner : something that Haruhi deduces from your lost expression, eyes flickering from your schedule to the signs designating where the classes are. Taking the initiative --since the gaggle of girls whispering to the side are doing nothing-- to help the poor new girl, Haruhi smiles at you, you start --face flooding with relief-- and stumble back a few steps before managing to regain your balance.
"Excuse me, do you need help finding your class?"
"Yes, I'm still unfamiliar with my schedule." Haruhi nods sympathetically as she scans the paper, making an absent note about the way you speak. Your voice is very soft and there is the trace of a very slight European accent caressing the words. English maybe. With your posture a bit slouched, you seem almost the same height as her, but are surely taller than all the other girls by at least a few inches. "Do you know where class 1B is?"
Markiplier X Male! Reader: As Time Goes OnMore Like This
(h/t) - hair type: blonde, brunette, raven, etc.
(h/c) - hair colour
(e/c) - eye colour
(Name) tussled his (h/c) hair, a low sigh floating from his lips as he carried the last of his boxes into his new home.
"I really should get started on voicing, I don't need Cole breathing down my neck about procrastination." He mumbled, tossing his hair out of his eyes as he carried two large boxes into a small room with a window.
He rolled up the sleeves of his hoodie and put his glasses on.
"Let's get this shite over with." The Brit grumbled.
Mark laughed a little at the online series known as "Fly By", it was an animated show about a multitude of characters and the shenanigans they got themselves into.
There was one character he found himself quite drawn to.
His name was "Kieran Tracy".
He was based after the person that voiced him; a homosexual sass master with an
Found You - Tokiya x Reader (Utapri)More Like This
A challenge/contest between me and jayb1rd. Whoever gets the most comments wins.
Ichinose Tokiya sneezed, trying to break apart the cobwebs that filled his entire attic. It's been years since he decided to clean out his attic, and he wasn't quite sure what was lurking in the dark, musty room. He fumbled for the light switch, and when the brightness overtook the room, he saw swirls of dust dancing in the air.
Sneezing again, he stood in the midst of the room, wondering where to start among the mess. Boxes, piled on top of each other, loomed over him, and odd bits of furniture that were rejected from his living room took up any space left. He spotted a picture frame gleaming in the light, and picked it up.
After wiping the dust off with his sleeve, he saw a boy with blue hair wrapping his arm around a girl, grinning. Tokiya gave out a sudden laugh. Was...was this him? He chuckled as he recognized his old high school unif
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((A/N: Reader-kun is shy around new people more than people he knows.))
(Name) flitted back and forth in the kitchen of the home of Bobby Singer.
His short (H/C) ponytail swinging as he prepared a sweet milk tea, fettuccine alfredo, and lemon pie as his uncle, Bobby, requested.
The male made his way into the lving room, where Bobby sat on the couch.
With a broken leg, his left leg wrapped up in a dark blue plaster.
"The pasta is finished." The British accented voice of the (H/C) haired man piped, holding the plate in his petite hands.
"Thanks. You really are too good to me, boy." Bobby gave a chuckle as (Name) laughed softly.
"I had to come and help, knowing my Uncle needed me." The boy's (E/C) eyes shifted into a softer, lighter, tone to reflect the smile on his face.
"Hello (Nickname: N/N)." The shorter male spun around, jumping onto his friend in a tight hug.
"Cas. Don't do that!" (Name) whined, clinging to him.
"I'm sorry." Castiel repl