A Thousand Miles Away- GilbertxReader
You got onto the bus, paid the fare, and slowly walked to a seat and scooted over so you were sitting in a window seat. You looked outside at the street, but you couldn’t see anything but the reflection of your face. It was evening now, and the sky outside was pitch black. You set down your bag onto the seat next to you and put your headphones back on.
Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty,
yes you do..
You smiled as you heard his voice. You remember laughing when he put this song that he recorded onto your music player, thinking that you wouldn’t need it. You’d call him every day.. you thought…
Hey there Delilah don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely give this song another listen
Close your eyes, listen to my voice it's my disguise I'm by your side
You leaned your head on the window, as you closed your eyes and savored every word he sang. You c
(EnglandxReader)~Fairy Tale~(EnglandxReader)More Like This
In which Hansel and Gretel meet the Big Bad Wolf and get chased by a chicken.
It was bright. Way too bright to be only five in the morning. And why was your alarm still beeping? Reaching out, you groped blindly along your dresser, until you found the source of the beeping, smacking it smartly on the top. Instead of going silent it let out an indigent squawk, nipping your fingers.
"Turn the bloody alarm off already."
If the fact that your alarm had just attacked you wasn't strange enough, then the fact that there was a male in your room added to your sudden surge of panic.
Sitting up, you stared, wide eyed, as the scene around you sunk in.
You were not in your bedroom. You weren't even in a house. Tall, grey trees surrounded you, branches broken and charred. Here and there, crows dotted the branches, their ebony eyes gleaming in the bright light.
The sky matched the trees, a depressing shade of grey,
FrancexReader ~ Je t'aime, that's allMore Like This
The various sounds of clinking glasses and abnormally loud laughter echoed throughout the vast restaurant. Several annoying voices bounced off the dome like ceiling until they reached your ears, irritating you to the max. Although the people from the other tables surrounding you didn't bother you, the people from your table did. Your dear mother, who was sitting across from you, was currently telling a story to the rest of the guests who sat around you. Not that you cared. Probably another boring story about how you and your to-be husband met.
She raised her glass of fine red wine and giggled, showing off her perfect row of pearly white teeth.
"...and I couldn't believe it! Standing before me was the very son of Sir Amadeo! At first, I actually thought he was bluffing. But no! After he talked to me about the family business, it was absolutely clear he wasn't lying." She took a small sip of her beverage and continued.
"Everybody knows Sir Amadeo is a very wealthy man, so it
Sudden Affection ItalyxReader It was a cold, dark day. The sun that you loved to see so much wasn't even peeking out through the dark clouds that threatened your surrounding area with rain. You didn't really find that much time to think about it though, seeing as you were huddled up on the floor with one of your favorite people in the world. Feliciano, your bubbly Italian. Upon hearing that today was predicted to be this gloomy he had practically run over to your house with Disney movies in hand, for this was your custom. On rainy days you and your Italian would get together and have a marathon of Disney movies all because Feliciano knew it would cheer you up.More Like This
So here you sat, a fluffy comforter spread out on the floor, pillows from both the couch and your bed spread around you, and small bowls of snacks sat around the two of you. All the lights were off to make the screen of the TV seem brighter, and you were huddled under a blanket, watching as Feliciano popped in the first DVD. Happil
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Notɧiƞg. –Prussia x Deaf!Reader
[I wanted words…]
Speaking. An idea entirely conceptual to you, and yet you loved it. You loved the way a pair of cracked lips danced gracefully across a vowel, the way a tongue curled around a letter. The words enticed you, but the magic in them faded once a pencil scratched one onto paper. You wanted to hear the fast hiss of the ‘H’, you wanted to pronounce the tonal sound of the ‘A’. The moving of lips choked you, drowned you in the taunting closeness. Other people spoke and screamed and sang like it was natural-and yet it was natural, but you weren’t. You weren’t normal. You never talked with light in your eyes, or screamed at your enemies, or sang with passion.
Everyday on your walk home, you saw a Spaniard with a crooked smile, holding a battered guitar and singing happily. You had become friends, and he didn’t seem to mind your deafness. Antonio’s two best friends
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The words left your rather chapped lips as you stared up at the torrid, blinding sun positioned directly above you. Beads of sweat trickled down your fevered like forehead as the sunglasses you had bought for a dollar ninety eight at the drug store across the street slipped slightly down the bridge of your nose, revealing the blinding rays shining down from the sky to your squinted (e/c) orbs. You gave a rather annoyed grunt, shifting in the lawn chair you had been sitting in for hours to look towards the three men sitting next next to you, bearing through the uncomfortable scorching summer afternoon.
Antonio shifted his emerald orbs towards you, looking almost as miserable as you had. Though the Spaniard had been quite accustom to blazing heat, seeing as though it was warm almost everyday in his country, he was still vulnerable to the one hundred degree weather. Your friend released the same grunt you had let out not moments earlier, attempting to loosen the already baggy,
For Hire Luciano was a very clever man. He slowly went from killing those who wronged others to killing the pure and innocent and no one caught him. He always got away. But, as clever men usually do, Luciano thought about the day he would get caught. He realized that he needed help from other people. Right now, he was living in the United States. He tried to keep his bad reputation in Italy but one killing outside of the airport later, Luciano realized that this was just going to have to be his life. There was no turning back from his dark past and he embraced that.More Like This
Luciano paced around the small apartment (more like a rat’s den) that he lived in as he thought about his fate. He felt his temper get the better of him as he came up with no great plan and the table was soon on the ground as Luciano lashed out at it. Luciano paced faster and faster, feeling his breathing turn heavy and labored.
Then there was a knock at the door.
Luciano opened up the door to find
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You shifted in you seat, eyes fixed one the the white screen of your computer. Rubbing your eyes with your palm, you sighed. Writing was hard sometimes. All these words and ideas in your head and no conceivable way to arrange them.thing down. It was a mental barrage most of the time, screaming for you to write every A sound behind you made you jump, then turn, a question in your eyes.
He was watching you again, green eyes steady. The sparkling quality of his iris's gave no indication of their ability to suddenly turn pitch black, completely stuffing out all emotion. His hair, shaggy and blonde, swayed and rippled slightly, as if he was immersed in water.
Arthur (as you had chosen to call him) wasn't human. Far from it. According to him, he was the shadow of a dream, pulled out of his realm for a single reason. A reason he had yet to tell you.
You had woken up, three weeks ago with him, sittin
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I kept my arm around Feliciano’s waist as he slowly sat down on his bed. He let out a soft grunt as his body made contact with the bed, then sighed tiredly. I released him and rubbed his back.
“Grazie, sorella,” he said breathlessly. “But can we not walk around again? My knees really hurt a lot.”
I ruffled his soft hair. “I think we’re done walking around for today anyway. But you still need your exercise.”
He chuckled, his eyes closing. “Sì, sorella. . .”
I kissed his cool cheek and helped him lie down, feeling a pain in my chest. He had been like this since six months ago, when he was diagnosed with lupus. Lovino and I were there when the doctor told him, and we were just so completely numbed that we didn’t even respond. Feliciano cried. I held him as he cried, and he clung to me so hard that I thought that he would break in two.
Now, the notion seemed quite possible. The arthritis kicked in f
~Until the Day I Die~ A Britain x Reader One ShotMore Like This
"I'm sorry, Miss (l/n). The results came back, and it's positive. We weren't able to catch it soon enough, but we'd be more than happy to make you comfortable if you'd like to check in."
You looked at your fingers solemnly, tears welling in your eyes, "No, I'd rather not be confined to a bed."
"I understand, but you know that we can prolong the time if you'd stay here."
"I do, but it's not really my last days unless I'm spending it how I want to.."
The doctor's eyes softened as he glanced over at you again. "You're right, (f/n). I hope you make them the best they can be." He turned to go out of the door. "I'm estimating a week from today, however I could be wrong. I'm truly sorry," he said as he passed through the doorway.You clutched the paper in your hands, eyes glued to the ugly words written in bold. POSITIVE. It was only a few weeks ago that everything was normal and now, all of a sudden, you were dying from cancer. With not e
Male!BelarusxReader: MineMore Like This
"__________~," a silky voice called out your name. "Come out…I need to talk to you."
You shook slightly from your hiding place in the science closet. For the past few weeks you had been hanging out with the new kid in the class above yours. Ivan was really nice and surprisingly gentle. You liked hanging out with him. "Someone please…help me…"
What you didn't know about Ivan was that his younger brother, Nikolai, was obsessive and tended to run off people that got too close to his family.
The voice giggled, "I found you…" The door flew open and there stood Nikolai smiling like you were something to eat. He crouched down and reached out to touch you.
"Eek," you let out a small noise as you flinched from his touch. Nikolai stopped for a few seconds as he realized your movements. Then with a snarl he lunged his hand forward and grabbed you by the back of your neck.
"I finally found you _________," he pulled you to him and with his other hand gently touched your cheek with his gloved hand.
More than a Legend - Jack Frost x ReaderMore Like This
"Damn it, damn it." You hissed under your breath, "Why does it exist, why!?" Your whisper turned into a shout of irritation. Your arms tucked in firmly under your arm pits, your body bracing against the bitterly cold winter you head out into the white snowy terrain, into the icing topped woods. You stumble through the white woods, shivering and rattling like a child's toy, muttering under your chaffed blue lips.
Why were you out? Oh because your mother felt it would be good to get some fresh air. Just standing on the porch of your stone cottage in the middle of winter would have sufficed but no, you were shoved out the front door, with only a leather jacket. You forgot your hat, gloves and scarf and now little beads of tears leaked out the corners of your eyes from the pain of the cold. The thing is, you didn't have anything else to do. You couldn't walk or even drive into the village to see your friends because it was too damn far, at least ten miles away. Your friend Becky, w
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“Great, just great.” You growl as you stomp your way forward. This was the LAST thing you had in mind when you set out on your walk earlier today but here you were, and there wasn’t much you could do about it now.
It was hard to admit it to yourself but at this point there really was no other way to put it; you were lost. Lost in the forest in the middle of winter and to make matters worse, the sun was starting to set making it harder to see through the thicket before you and not to mention it was a heck of a lot colder than when you started. Determined as you were though you weren’t about to let a little darkness and cold get between you and that nice cozy bed you had waiting for you back in your room.
Ahh...You could picture it now, so vividly you could practically FEEL the softness of your (blanket colour) blanket, the squishy pillows and the warmth from the heating vents toasting the place to bake the chill out of your bones after a nice hot shower. As if to
Ski TripSki TripMore Like This
By Raven Dunbar 2011
The morning was quiet. It was still quite early so most people were still in bed. The sun was just starting to rise into the clear late winter sky. Everything was peaceful and calm until the silence was broken by a loud shout that echoed through the crisp morning air.
“Dude! I totally can’t wait to rip up the slopes with my new snowboard!! Ahahaha!”
The voice belonged to one Alfred. F. Jones, or, as he’s more commonly known, the nation of America. At the same time, another young man was testing the doorknob on his front door to make sure it was locked. As he looked over at the overly excitable and boisterous nation standing by his red Toyota Yaris, he winced.
“Al, could you please keep your voice down. You might wake the neighbours.” came the quite voice of Canada.
“Yeah! Whatever, Mattie! Hahaha, oh man, I’m totally going to kick your ass when we get up there! Canadian or not!”
Canada, or Matthew
CanadaXReader~ PancakesMore Like This
“HEYYYY MATHEWWWWW!” You screamed, running down the hall.
Your Canadian friend winced at the volume of your voice and turned to greet you just as you tried to tackle him with a hug. He stumbled backwards, but managed to stay on his feet. You released him grinned again.
“Hello, (name),” Mathew said quietly with a soft smile.
“Hey Mattie! Guess what I learned to do?” you asked enthusiastically.
“Speak at a normal level?” he jokingly guessed.
You lightly smacked his arm and poked your tongue out, childishly.
“No, silly, guess again,” you said.
“I don’t know,” he said. “Tell me.”
“I learned how to make pancakes, I want you to eat some!” you smiled.
“Um, okay (name), I’ll try your pancakes,” Mathew said.
You shook your head. “No, I haven’t made them yet, that’s why you need to come over to my house tomorrow,” you explained.
Mathew gaped and turned a
GermanyxReader Part 1 - EnchantedMore Like This
A sigh left your mouth for possibly the millionth time that night. The man beside you laughed and politeness required you to force one out as well. You turned your head away and let the laughter die in your throat as it was replaced by a blank stare that you hoped hid your sadness. Why were you even here, you wondered as your friend and roommate Elizabeta continued making conversation with the man beside you. Oh yeah. Liz had wanted to come here before the movie you two were going to go see. And more likely than not she'd end up bringing a guy along and you'd be a third wheel. Again. As you recalled, this wasn't the first time you had been in this situation. And it certainly wasn't going to be the last. Liz insisted that you were too uptight and depressing, but she didn't understand. She had men falling at her feet. You? Not so much. Try not at all. It was hard not to let it get to you; her dragging you to parties even though you were adamant about the fact that you r
A swimming lesson (ScotlandXLifeguard!Reader)Your eyes closed whilst you rested from your job for a bit. Sighing, you wiped the little pearls of sweat from your forehead.More Like This
Your eyes snapped open the moment you heard some continuous splashing and you immediately jumped out of your seat and scanned the pool. You saw the origin of the splashing and your arched back soared through the air, slicing the water with your outstretched hands. You swam to the man and broke the surface holding him. You pulled him out of the pool and looked at him.
His auburn hair stuck to his forehead, but he wasn't breathing! You inhaled and breathed out in his mouth, pressing your mouth against his. He spluttered and opened his eyes eventually. You let out a breath in relief and smiled at him. "You okay?" He grumbled and scratched his head, wiping the hair out of his eyes.
"Aye, thanks to ye lass." You blinked, you weren't expecting that cute Scottish accent. He grinned at you and touched his lips. "So, is this your way of coming on to me?" He asked raisin
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"Stupid Italian bastard," you muttered as you took your anger out on the hard-water build-up on the shower head.
Two days ago, your boyfriend of a little over eight months broke up with you. And then announced he was going back to Italy. Without so much as a warning or anything. The foul-mouthed Italian said that he had been considering it for over a month. A month! Don't you think that's something you should mention to the girl you've been dating for over eight months? He didn't think so apparently. Ugh, and that's not even the worse part. As you felt your anger rising again, you threw the scrub brush into the bottom of the tub and plopped down on the edge. The worse part was when he said he was going back to try and work things out with his ex-girlfriend, and that being with you made him realize just how much he loved and missed her. Talk about a real confidence booster, right? Actually, there wasn't a lot of confidence boosting in your relationship, so you really shouldn't be surpri
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It's a real shock that you actually became a parent, on the top of that... with Arthur. When you woke up, you didn't know why your hips hurts like hell and why you're sleeping on the floor... With Arthur... Oh yeah, you just realized that Alfred kicked you on the hips many times with his monstrous strength while he was sleeping.
"O-Oww... my hips hurts..." you tried to stand up but you fell.
"___...? You awake...?" Arthur woke up, slowly opening his eyes.
"Something wrong?" he asked
"My hips f*ckin' hurt!!!" you growled.
"Shhh, you're gonna wake up the children!"
"Here, Let me help you" he proposed, tossing your arm over his shoulder.
Arthur led you to the living room, and let you watch the TV.
"Are you gonna attend the meeting today?" you asked him.
"Of course" he said, sitting beside you.
"Meeting, huh...? ...Spain's gonna host it today right?"
Then you heard Matthew crying. You stood up and went to check Matthew.
"What's wrong?" you as
Prussia x Tomboy!Reader. Girls can't be mechanics!You were laid on the floor under a new customer's S-type Jaguar, fixing the new exhaust pipe into place when the beeping of a car horn startled you. The ignition was turned off, and you heard the car door open, saw a pair of plain-looking black shoes appear just behind the tyre, and heard the door close again.More Like This
"Hallo?" You heard a distinctive male voice call.
"Be with you in a sec!" You called back, giving the exhaust a final testing shake.
"Oh. I zhought zhere vas nobody here." German. Nice. You thought, smirking slightly. Finally satisfied, you wiggled out from under the car and sat up, smiling.
"Can I help you?" Your hair was tied up in a not-so neat ponytail, your (f/c) vest top was torn around the bottom seam, the scruffy worn jeans you wore had black oil steaks down the thighs where you'd repeatedly wiped your hands, and your face was covered in oil that had dropped from several of the cars you'd been under today. You noticed the man who required your ski
Prussia X Male!Tsundere!Reader"Gilbert! Get out of my room NOW!!!" you yelled angrily.More Like This
"Oh, (Y/N), you know you enjoy mein awesome company," he said, "Just accept it."
"I do NOT enjoy your company, you annoying, self centered, narcissistic, thick-headed, no good, low down, no good, womanizer!" you snapped, "Why don't you go and finish flirting with those girls you were with earlier?"
When you finally looked up at Gilbert, he looked like he was going to burst into tears any second and you began to feel bad about what you said.
"No! Wait... I-I didn't mean it!" you stuttered.
"N-no, (Y/N)... it's okay...." Gilbert had a fake smile on his face, "I'm going to go out for a little bit."
You were at a loss for words at the moment, and you just stood back and watched as your friend left the room, pulling the door closed behind him. Once you snapped out of your trance, you ran after him, but when you opened the door and looked around, he was nowhere in sight. In fact, he wasn't even in the house, so you left the house to go
Hetalia 7 Mins in Heaven- 2p Prussia- Blank PaperMore Like This
In your hand you pulled out from the black hat a...piece of paper. When you examined the piece of paper, you noticed that there was nothing written on it or anything drawn. At first you thought it might have a secret message but your conclusion was wrong when you lifted it on the ceiling light.
"Uh, I'm not sure if it helps, but I thought I saw someone went inside," said Alfred where you gave a 'really, no way' face that made Alfred said "I'm don't know, I could be wrong! But I'm never wrong, right?"
No one answered that question...
Now with assumption of someone being inside, you decided to go in and see if Alfred's conclusion was right. But as you got nearer to the closet, you felt a tap on the shoulder and saw behind you 2p Germany. You didn't understand what he wanted until you heard what he said.
"Hübsches Mädchen, you should know my dumb brother is in there. If he doesn't even get a single hickey on you, I will Bust eine Kappe auf, die Gehirn seiner." he sounded awfully
PrussiaxShy!Tomboy!Reader - Not So DifferentMore Like This
For the first time in a few months you started to feel self-conscious of yourself. You kept tugging at the hem of your large t-shirt, adjusting it so it would fit just right. Usually there was never a problem with the things you wore or the way you presented yourself. You were the kind of girl who wore their hair back, no make-up (unless it was for a special occasion) and also wore comfortable shirts and pants. Tomboy was the word to describe you.
Although you were different from normal tomboys. Usually they would be a bit chatty and talk to guys without a problem, befriending them without even realising it. You though were shy and hardly ever talked with anyone, regardless of their sex.
That all changed though when a boy had started to talk to you a couple of days ago. He first chatted to you before class started, assuming that you’d be a conversationalist. Obviously he didn’t know that you were the shy type. After that he kept on talking to you, mostly over
Werewolf!2P!PrussiaxReaderWerewolf!2P!PrussiaxReaderMore Like This
You hated werewolves. Dirty beings, half man, half animal. They went against everything your society strived for. Of course, they also hated your kind. Believing that vampires were pompous and stuck up. Sadly it was true for most of the vampires you knew.
"Really _____." Roderich huffed, sipping blood laced tea from a dainty china cup. You glanced at him, ignoring the heavy feeling of your skirts. It was uncomfortable, even for a vampire, to wear so much fabric.
"You need to choose a nest mate."
Nest mate. A stupid, bird like term. In your society, groups of vampires considered to be family were called nests. Should one break off and choose to "Marry" another vampire, then those two have started a new nest. That other person was considered a nest mate.
You had been living (Or rather existing undead) for over three hundred years. Why would you need a nest mate now? Roderich shot a dagger like look to
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Request for : NaruSasu24
A white fluffy cat sat on the top of a large bookshelf,his fuzzy head almost touching the top,with a German flag collar around his neck.His red eyes scanned over his owner's large living room,who was still down in the basement and this kitty was hungry.
He hopped down and went to the dark,cracked basement door.He pawed open the door as the sunlight lit the dark hallway,as his stomach growled for food.
Slowly he started his decent down the starts and through the moldy smelling basement,there were many antiques and other old items scattered about the musky old room.He heard the sounds of chanting no doubt his master and his magic again.
"Vhy is he alvays down there?The awesome me never gets any attention!"He thought angerily yet curiously,he slowly pushed open the door,there was a faint glowing green light.
His curiousty pressed him to walk farther down the steps cautiously,the wood creaked under his paws.His master Artur turned around expec
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With crossed arms your friend sat on his bed and doesn't really look amused. His bloodred eyes were directed on the floor as you sat concerned by his side and laid one arm around him.
Why he was more down then usual?
Well, his so beloved hair has seen brighter days.
"I mean, he just cut my hair vhile I vas sleeping!", he said and laid shyly his arms around you, his face was covered with a very light pink as he nuzzled his face into your neck.
Your hand went instinctive trough his now short hair and you could literally fell the heat from his red-glowing face.
His actually hip long hair was replaced with a short hairstyle, which he disliked very very much. The big brother of Luciano, Flavio has made him, in his opinion, a »fabulous« hairstyle over night when he visited his little brother. How exactly he got into the bedroom from the Prussian is going to be a mystery because his room was always closed.
"I'm probably looking uglier zhan before...", he mumbled aga
2pPrussiaxReader(Name) rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer. The door opened and a tall man with long blond hair and blue eyes smirked down at her. He wore and black and was muscular (Name) figured he lifted weights. She smiled and remembered she had a newspaper article in her back pocket. She took it out and handed it to him, he took it and red it over, and he smirked and leaned on the door frame.More Like This
“So you here for the job?” he asked still smirking.
“Y-Yes sir, um my name is (Full Name) and I’m twelve years old, I would be happy to baby sit your grandsons while you are gone.”
He leaned in and looked her over, “You’re a mature one ain’t ya?”
(Name) was unsure how to answer that, “Uh I’m—
“Don’t hurt yourself; you got the job okay, get in here.” The man moved to the side to let (Name) in. She stepped inside and looked at the house she saw it was just a normal house like any other. She heard someone co
2pPrussiaxReaderGilbert logged on and searched for anyone on line his heart fluttered when his eyes went over (Name)’s name. (Name) was someone Gilbert met through an online game and once the game was disbanded they still kept in touch. She was funny, creative, and nice. Gilbert loved everything about her. The problem was he never talked to her before.More Like This
Through text yes, but not through voice; from what (Name) had told Gilbert she lived with a big family many brothers and one sister. They always fought constantly and her house was incredibly loud. So actually calling and hearing each other’s voice wasn’t an option. Gilbert also had a problem he wouldn’t be able to talk to her anyway even though he really wanted to. Gilbert was a mute which meant he did no talking off any kind.
Gilbert clicked on her name and a chat window opened up his fingers hovered over the keyboard then began to type.
That’s how he started most of his conversations with her; Gi
Request - Prussia x Reader : DisappearMore Like This
Gilbert wondered down the street, taking in everything as he passed by. He wanted to see his beloved country one last time before he vanished. He hated this ... he never imagined he was going to disappear like Holy Rome and Germania before him, yet it was going to happen. He thought one last visit to [Name] would be a good idea as well. Luckily for him, she was living with his brother Ludwig at the time because she had no where else to go. He sighed and approached the house, trying not to cry on the way there because that would have been an un-awesome thing to do in public. He considered himself far too awesome for tears, so he tried to fight them as he walked to Ludwig's house. When he got there, he knocked on the door quietly. [Name] answered the door and she smiled at him. That smile broke his heart, because he knew that within moments, he would no longer be able to see it
"[Name] ... Ich liebe dich ..." He said with a straight face
"Huh? What's with the sudden confession?" She aske
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'Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!' Your eyes snapped open. Fumbling around in the dark still mostly asleep you found your phone. 'Who in the world would be texting me right now?' you wondered looking down at the screen. The bright light attacked your eyes making you squint to see what the text message said.
Ludwig: Hey are you ready to go running?
You sighed and looked at your alarm clock. 5:03? 'He's got to be out of his mind!' you thought as you texted him back.
You: Ludwig its 5:00 on a Sunday! Lemme sleep. You laid your head back down on your pillow still holding your phone in your hand, and jumped a few moments later when you felt it buzz again.
Ludwig: But you promised >=[ He
GermanyxReader - Pen Pals - Part 6More Like This
Butterflies filled your stomach after you'd put your dress on. All the countries were there, and Ukraine and Hungary were in the room with you. You looked at yourself in the mirror, gazing at the gorgeous white gown. It was a strapless, silk dress with lace around the bottom. Your heels were white as well, hiding under the beautiful fabric.
You looked amazing, gorgeous, stunning, and you kept receiving more and more compliments from Ukraine and Hungary. Your face was flushed, but you were just so nervous. It took 6-7 months to plan the wedding; you couldn't just run out on the man you loved and the wedding you both put together. No. You told yourself to soldier up and to not feel nervous. You suddenly felt excited and happy, and you cracked a smile on your face.
Hungary put your gold earrings on you while Ukraine laced up the back. You stared in the mirror the entire time with millions of thoughts running through your head. You could only imagine what Germany would look like. How hands
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~~~~1 Year Later~~~~
Ludwig talked nonstop of his girlfriend. Her name was Agatha, and that name came up in his handwriting more than you thought it would. He didn't even think twice that it would probably hurt you, but you never blamed him. You never brought it up because you knew he only meant well. You just couldn't tell how to react to this anymore.
So, you did what a true friend does. You supported him through it all, especially with tips on what he should get her for her birthday, and where he should take her out on dates. You even gave him a prep talk on how to kiss well. You suddenly felt more distant from Ludwig, and this feeling was very negative.
You also started to become aware of the fact that this Agatha was a little pushy. She seemed more spoiled and demanding with each
CanadaxReader: Request: Be My Valentine?You were walking alone in a park, watching couples hold hands, kiss, or look at one another lovingly. You roll your eyes at the mushiness.More Like This
"Why is there a specific day for people that have a boyfriend or girlfriend to express their love for each other? Shouldn't they do that everyday? Curse you, Ancient Rome!*" you ranted to yourself, earning some odd looks. You looked at them with your signature death glare, causing them to run away.
You suddenly bump into someone. "Ow," you muttered to yourself, "I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
"I-It's okay," you heard a soft, quiet voice say. You look up to see a teenager no older than you (you're about 14). He had blonde hair with a curl sticking out that for some odd reason, you wanted to pull, violet eyes, glasses, a red sweatshirt with a maple leaf on it and jeans.
"Umm..." you were in a trance with those beautiful eyes of his. He picked you up so you could stand again, "I-I'm Matthew Williams. W-What's yours?" You sn
HetaliaxReader: Beautiful Day (Germany)'I'll call Ludwig~!' You smiled. 'I just hope he's not training....' You pull out your phone and call your life long best friend slash *cough*majorsecretcrush*cough* Who said that??? Anyways... You dialed his number and waited to hear that strong, growly, german accent you loved so much.More Like This
"Hallo?" Mmm~ There it was~.
"Guten tag Ludwig~!"
"Oh, Guten tag _____."
"How are you?"
"No training today?"
"Vell... Kiku is off drawling manga somevhere unknown... Feliciano... vell... he's Feliciano...."
"Ja.... I get it. Hey um... you maybe wanna hang out or something? I know a nice place in the park... or something... but its cool if you dont want to... i mean i know your busy and-"
"_____. Calm down. Ja, I vould enjoy going vith you."
"Oh um... Ok. Sorry about my spazz..."
"It's alright. So vhat time do you vant to meet?"
"Umm... Hows 3 sound?"
"Sounds gut to me."
"Yay~!" You giggled. "Auf Wiedersehen, Ludwig~."
He chuckled, "Auf Wiedersehen, ______."
CanadaxReader: You Make Me SmileYour eyes opened slowly, taking a minute to adjust to the darkness of your room. You glanced at the side of your bed and sighed. There was one person you always wanted to wake up to, Matthew Williams. You rubbed your eyes and sat up, "To bad he likes someone else." You mumbled. You walked over to the window and opened the curtain, letting the sun shine through. You smiled as it hit your skin, feeling a slight warmth.More Like This
It was a Saturday... and you hadn't made any plans. You face palmed, 'We have the whole week off! Why didn't I make plans!?' You thought about it for a moment. "Oh yeah...." You said aloud, remembering what had happened the previous day.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~le flash back~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You were at your locker, when the absolute preppiest girl in school ran up to you, (her locker was next to yours).
"Thank GOD its Friday~!" She chirped.
"Yea... " You nodded, ther girl annoyed the crap out of you, but you tried your best to be nice.
Thats when the s
EnglandxReader: Sparks FlyYour eyes fluttered open gently, you felt a warm arm around you. It belonged to the love of your life, Arthur Kirkland. Today was your 1st anniversary with him, and you had something very special planned. You wiggled out of his arm gently, as not to wake him up. You got dressed quickly and headed to the kitchen. Step 1 of the plan, make his favorite breakfast of scones and tea and bring them to him in bed.More Like This
Step one was quick and easy, you had finished cooking and were back in the room in about 20 minutes. You set the tray on the dresser and walked over to Iggy to wake him up. You kissed him gently on the cheek and whispered.
"Arthur... Love its time to get up."
His eyes opened slowly, alowing his sparkling green eyes to meet with your (e/c) ones.
"Oh... Good Morning love." He sat up and streatched, then gave you a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Happy Anniversary."
"Happy Anniversary Artie, I've got a big surprise planned for you."
"Oh do you now?"
"Mmmhm and part ones right over here." You
ItalyxReader - The Waitor and His Waitress Pt. 2More Like This
Saturday. It was finally Saturday. You got up at 10am and did your hair and makeup, not that you really needed to put much on. You just put on blush and eyeliner, and you brushed your long, ___ hair. You skipped breakfast and made sure everyone's things were in their gift bags. You suddenly remembered that you needed cards. 'Oh crap!' you muttered, and you ran down stairs and outside.
You jumped on your yellow moped, threw your helmet on, and you tried to get to the nearest gift shop, which was about 5 blocks away. Once you got there, you ran inside to the cards rack. You looked at your watch, it was only 10:40am, and they were going to be there at 12pm. You realized you had a bit more time, but you had to rehearse the songs once you got home.
You picked 5 adorably hilarious cards for them. Romano and Spain's had tomatoes, Grandpa Rome had a thank you card that had pictures of money all over it, Germany's had sausage people talking on it (amazing that you found it), and Italy's had pas
Taking care of your Norway HetaloidThank you for ordering from Hetaloid Corp. Here is a list of instructions for caring for your new Norway Hetaloid. With your new Hetaloid is a few things.More Like This
Your Norway Hetaloid comes with:
-one military outfit
-one casual outift
-a troll. (whether or not you can see it is up to you.)
-a cross shaped hair clip
-a book of spells
-a violin (so many fans give him the ability to play violin so i might as well throw it in)
-a limited warranty in case your Hetaloid breaks
For a limited time only, we can add a viking mode to your Norway Hetaloid.
Taking care of your Hetaloid comes with great responsibility. following these guidlines are simple as 1,2,3. However, failure to follow these guidlines may result in destruction of your Hetaloid, a depressed Hetaloid, or a 2p! Hetaloid. (Warning: 2p! Hetaloids may cause destruction of( your house, blood loss, heart attack, stroke, deep wounds, and fangasms.)
How to activate your Norway Hetaloid
Norway Hetaloids awaken upon a
NorwayxReader: MatchmakerMore Like This
"L-Lukas…I really think you are ho-I mean…I think I love you…no…I umm. I think you're cute? I admire you? No…umm. Lukas, I really like you. Would you like to go out sometime?"
"How's that?" you asked Eliza.
She nodded and shoved you into the direction of Lukas, "Good job, now just don't stutter and look him in the eye."
"Just go do it, you're beautiful. You're smart; there is no reason why he wouldn't like you."
It had taken you weeks to work up the courage to confess to Lukas. Enlisting Eliza as your accountability partner might not have been such a good idea. "I'm too nervous." You said then turned green when he came into sights, "I'm going to throw up."
"No you're not," she growled and pushed you into Lukas's back.
He turned around, just as your friend ran off. "Oh, hello __________."
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
You shook your head, "Nope not really I'll just be goi-." As you turned around you say a very angry Eliza with her frying pan. "Actua
(Req.)NorwayXReader~Sticks and StonesMore Like This
You sat in your living room, your ___ eyes spilling with crystallized droplets. You hadn't cried in so long since your last boyfriend broke your heart, leaving it shattered. You thought it wasn't going to be fixed up like any simple thing; you thought your being was completely destroyed.
But then that one Norwegian came into your lifeLukas his name wasand he befriended you as odd as that may sound. He seemed cold and calculating on the outside; that's why you were so fearful of him. But he gradually opened up to you, hoping that you would do the same. And in time, you did. It was a complete miracle.
You were friends with Lukas, best friends at that. You even became stupid enough to fall in love again, and you thought that you had made the right choice.
You were so afraid.
Afraid that if you confessed your feelings for him, that he would reject you entirely. It had been bothering you and Lukas had noticed. He had begun to pester you about it.
NorwayxReader: Onii-chanMore Like This
"Come on Ice, call me onii-chan," said Norway with his usual poker face. "Repeat after me, o-nii-chan."
You groaned, this was the usual argument between the two brothers. "Ice please, you know he'll never stop until you do it."
Iceland shook his head, "Stop it, you're annoying our guest."
"__________ doesn't mind it, do you ____________?"
Not knowing how to respond without being rude, you opened your mouth then shut it and groaned letting your forehead hit the table.
"She does," said Iceland bluntly.
Norway frowned and poked you gently. You looked up revealing the red mark on your forehead from hitting the table. "Do you ____________?"
You sighed searching for the most diplomatic answer, "I don't like it when you guys argue. It's just not worth it."
"Don't you think that Iceland should call me onii-chan?"
You groaned and let your face fall to the table again. After about a half hour of arguing with Iceland, things got quiet. You could hear faint whispers then Iceland left you and Norwa
Norway x Reader Trolling~More Like This
Norway x Reader
A large smirk appeared on your face. You had a playful glint in your (e/c) eyes. Everything was about to fall into place.
"I can't wait to see his reaction," you snickered to yourself.
"It'll be priceless!"
You wiggled your fingers above the keyboard, and clicked send.
"Now, I wait heh-heh .." you put your fingers together, as an evil mastermind would.
"BWAHAHAHAHA-" your evil laughter was interrupted by your friend, who was at the moment, one of your victims. He probably wouldn't care that much, since he enjoyed pranking and trolling others with you.
"__________? I heard THAT laugh .what are you up to this time?" Mathias asked, while entering the room.
You turned dramatically in your swivel chair to face him. Your lips curled up in delight.
"Why don't you take a look?" you purred.
He walked over to your computer, and you pressed play. The YouTube video loaded up and
NorwayxReader::Back To DecemberIt was a cold winter night, icy breezes swept by sending chills down your spine. You pulled your knitted scarf over your reddened nose from the brisk air and pulled your jacket closer to your body, trying your hardest to contain all body heat. Tonight was one of the coldest nights all year in the town you lived in and you where headed for your favorite coffee shop for a steamy cup of hot cocoa to heat up your frozen body.More Like This
"Happy Birthday ______." (Let's pretend your birthday is in the winter, alright?)
You looked up to find your boyfriend of four years holding a bouquet or red roses towards you, wearing a sharp tuxedo and smiling lightly with a slight shade of pink that dusted his pale cheeks from the cold winter weather. You smiled meekly at him, accepting the flowers That's when he noticed something odd about you. Not only was there a tense atmosphere hanging about, but you weren't even dres
Dark Side 2p!AmericaXReader 3Thick, hot tears silently streaked down your flushed cheeks as you watched Arthur's casket be lowered into the ground.More Like This
Al noticed your tears and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer. You shot Al a watery smile, grateful for the comfort, though it faded the moment reality hit you. Arthur Kirkland, your beloved boyfriend, was dead. He was dead, and he wasn't coming back. The shock hadn't hit you the first time you saw his broken, bloody body. Not even the lack of emotion in his green eyes convinced you.
But now, now that you saw his body buried, you knew he was dead. Pulling away from Al's grasp, you slowly walked over to Arthur's grave, almost as if you were in a trance, and knelt down. "I'm sorry, Arthur." You whispered, trying to force a shakey smile, for the sake of your dearly departed boyfriend. "I love you so much."
Then your breath hitched, tears began to fall once again and, before you knew it, you were sobbing your heart out.
It took Al quite
Only You CanadaXArtist!ReaderThere was no sound to be heard. No screams, no gossip, giggles and whining were scarcly heard, if that.More Like This
It was, in your opinion, the best time of the day. After all, how could you focus on drawing when the girl who sits next to you in history won't shut up about Alfred's ass?
Oh yes, being in the art room, with a pad and a pencil, accompanied by that beautiful golden silence, was absolutly amazing. Well, it was silent, until the door was violently thrown open and the clack of three identical hot pink high heels echoed through the nearly deserted art room. Tearing your eyes away from the scetch pad, you looked up at the girls, and met three identical females with identical smirks plastered to their makeup covered faces. Ok, maybe they weren't completly identical, but all popular girls looked the same to you.
The tallest of the girls, with long blond hair and bright blue eyes, stepped forward and glanced at your scetch pad with a sneer. "Wh
Germany x Male!Reader: Movie Nights Chapter 3 Germany x Male!Reader: Movie Nights And Maybe Something More? Chapter 3More Like This
-Time Skip to the Next Movie Night-
So, now [Male Name] was walking up the steps to his now lover’s house and rang the door bell. “Coming!” called the German as the door opened a few moments later. The [h/c] haired male smiled up at him, “Hi.” “Hallo, come in.” replied Ludwig as he stepped aside to let the smaller male in. [Male Name] skipped into the living room. The German looked on the other male and smiled. The [h/c] man smiled back as he sat down on the comfy leather couch. Ludwig sat down next to [Male Name] as the movie started. The shorter male snuggled against the German who then wrapped an arm around the smaller male’s frame. [Male Name] blushed at Ludwig’s action which made the German smile again. The movie was an action movie. It was one of the
Germany x Male!Reader: Movie Nights Chapter 1 Germany x Male!Reader: Movie Nights And Maybe Something More? Chapter 1More Like This
[Male Name] was walking up to the front door of his friend’s house who also happened to be his crush. ‘I wonder if I’m too early?’ the [h/c] haired male mused to himself as he knocked on the door. “Ja. Coming.” came the deep baritone that belonged to none other than Ludwig. The door soon opened, revealing the tall blond. “Ah, [Male Name] you’re here. Hallo.” “Hello, Ludwig.” [Male Name] replied with a smile. “I’m not too early am I?” added the [h/c] man. “Nein, you aren’t early. You’re right on time.” replied Ludwig as he stepped aside to let [Male Name] into his home. “Oh, okay. That’s good.” said [Male Name] as he walked into the living room with the German following behind. The
Hetalia GermanchildXGermany 4Like always my personal comment is written in italics.... betcha didn't know two people were writing this! I am twin... number... 1? All of our writings are shared so... ja... BTW this isn't gonna be rude... more like a child teacher relationship...More Like This
"Did you say something that might interest the class?" Mr. Ludwig asked turning to her.
'Woof woof' (Name) thought.
"Er...noo sir" she replied . Mr. Ludwig glared at her suspiciously and turned back to the rest of the class, hand in-front of his eyes so to block out the sunrays which his hat couldn't block. He narrowed his eyes.
"I have already got one child who is coming to my camp, if any of you vant to join...you are...welcome, however remember... I do not like slackers" Mr. Ludwig turned to (Name).
"The coach vill leave tomorrow at 5 am. I hope to see you there"
(Name) yawned and stretched. Was she su
Hetalia GermanchildXGermany Chapter 3(All my notes will be in italic and in (). I'll add the source link when I find it on my downloads. Enjoooy!)More Like This
(Name) felt herself getting dragged off Melissa. She glared at Melissa, looking approvingly at her back eye, and wiped the blood from her face with the back of her sleeve.
"VHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" a too familiar voice yelled. (Name) jumped back.
(I should add that this is the last day of school, and sincere apologies to anyone named Melissa or Vanessa...didn't know what else to do)
Ludwig stared at the two girls in front of him. One of them was sniffling and sobbing whilst the other was scowling. They were like opposites.
"Melissa? Could you maybe explain vhat was happening?"
Hetalia GermanchildXGermany Chapter 2My notes will be in () and italic! EnjoyMore Like This
The lesson went horribly. It seemed now this German teacher hated her. He was constantly yelling in her ear, jogging behind her as she dragged her feet around the field.
He constantly criticized her every move. The class loved to see her misery, but if they were caught even smirking, they were yelled at. Mr. Ludwig seemed to know (Name) weakness. Though other people would get detention for being bad, she was made to do an extra lap if she was found making a face, day-dreaming or not looking at him when he spoke.
At the end of the lesson, (Name) was nearly dead. She groaned. She could not get up. Her legs wouldn't let her, her body refused to move...except when
"Aufstehen du fauler Idiot (Get up you lazy idiot)" Mr. Ludwig yelled in (Name) ear. She jumped up and muttered somethin
Surprise [Prussia x Male!Reader]“Kesesesesesese~”More Like This
“C-C’mon Gilbert…this isn’t fu-”
“AWESOME ASS GRAB ATTACK!”
Gilbert downed the last contents of his beer mug, wincing as the large bruise on his cheek slightly throbbed. “I don’t see vhy he was so upset. Meine awesome hands would have fondled his awesome ass that is less awesome than mein own awesomely.”
PrussiaXMale!Reader-My Love Blog *Part 3*Chapter 3 - Wait. WHAT!?More Like This
I was later released from the hospital and walked home. But the three dumbfucks were trailing along with me and destroyed my fucking glasses and everyone was staring at us.
"Okay. Okay. (m/name), calm down." I took a deep breath and sat a bus bench. I looked down and started to count to 100. "1 Naruto chasing Sasuke. 2 Narutos chasing Sasuke. 3 Narutos chasing Sasuke..."
"Oi! (m/name). what the hell are you mumbling about?" I looked up at him and glared at him causing him to back away. "N-never mind."
I sighed again. "So you guys are serious about this?"
"Well Ja. We think you would be a popular guy if you didn't always hide yourself." I could hear Antonio and Francis bickering about something in the background it was starting to annoy me.
"Will you both shut the hell up?!" I screamed at the two and they both stopped, saying sorry. I sighed and looked at Gilbert again.
"Fine you can TRY to make ME popular. But-"
"So you have agreed to the terms!!" I
Brother!Kirklands x Male!Reader x Germany Part 4*1 Month Later*More Like This
It had been a month since (y/n) had seen the other nations. But luckily today was the day of another meeting. Unfortunately his brothers had already abandoned him to talk to other nations. (y/n) sighed. No one seemed to notice him. He felt like Canada at the moment. Sighing again he leaned against the wall. "(y/n).~" (y/n) looked at the owner of the voice. "Bonjour France," he said politely.
France smiled and walked over to him. "Why are you alone?~" France asked. "Cause the bastards I call brothers left me to talk to other nations."
France nodde. "I see," he said before smirking. "I would be honored to keep you company.~" Soon he had (y/n) pinned against the wall. (y/n)'s face turned completely red. "F-France please let me g-go." Suddenly, France was pulled away from (y/n) by a VERY angry Germany. "Vhat do you think you are doing?" Germany asked France while glaring at him.
France screamed and ran away. "Pussy.....," Germany muttered. (y/n) smiled. "Thanks for helping
Little!Reader x Daddy!Russia part 2(f/n) was running. She didn't know where she was going, but she had to get away. She had to get away from the pain. From the fear. From the sadness. From the lonelinessMore Like This
She didn't know how long she was running. She was getting tired and her legs were threatening to give out at any moment. But she couldn't stop, if she did there would only be a world of pain.
Suddenly she was falling. Falling into a thick, cold blackness that she'll never get out of again. She screamed.
Then (f/n) felt warm, strong arms around her and a soft, comforting voice murmured in her ear, "(f/n), sunflower, everything's alright. You're safe. I'm here.'
(f/n) opened her eyes and looked into the concerned face of her new papa. "Papa!" she cried out and started sobbing into his chest.
Russia rubbed her back soothingly, "I know you're scared (f/n). But everything's going to be okay now. It was only a bad dream."
"Papa I dreamt that .my daddy ..hurt me again .and then I was f
~Left 2 Love~ OC!Hunter X Reader 1Author Notes:More Like This
-Alright! Part 1 of this small L4D reader insert series! ^^ This is the actual first chapter of this series, and the first two chapters will go as the entire day with Devin as he **SPOILER!!!** changes into a Hunter.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Left 4 Dead or the games’ characters! I ONLY own the plot!
The night had proven quite warm despite the distance between Devin and I; I blame the thick padding of the sleeping bag. I had fallen asleep instantly in the night, not waking until later in the morning. I was without a watch or clock, so I had no idea of what time it could be; all I knew was that it was not noon yet.
Shimmying out of the toasty sleeping bag, I rose from the ground and stretched my legs on my way to the kitchen-like area of the small room. I gave a long yawn as I filled a glass and the canteen with tap water. It wasn’t the coldest water, but it was still cool enough to wake myself up a little more. Behind me, I heard the rustling of a sle
Nekotalia!GermanyxReader -Pt 4- You spent the next few days with the Allies; sweet persons they were too. To you, all the toms antics seemed to coincide with their persons'. You were easily able to tell which person belonged to which tom within hours.More Like This
Americat's owner really seemed to take quite a liking to you, although, you much preferred Iggycat's person. Americat's person was too loud and snored in his sleep. Iggycat's person was considerate and calm.
Fracecat's person let you lay with him often times on the couch, cooing empty words towards you while he massaged your head. He smelt a bit bitter, a strong scent which burnt your nose.
Russiacat often times stayed by his person's side. At first glance, his person was rather frightening. He was the tallest person you had ever seen and felt like he might just squash you. But when you warmed up to him a bit, you saw he was warm-hearted.
Chinacat's person was nice too. You mostly saw Chinacat's person doing all the work around the hou
Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.More Like This
“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough. “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”
He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.
He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you sat gratefully on his sofa. “What happened?” He demanded, sitting down next to you and gazing at you with those concerned green eyes of his.
“You know my boyfriend had quite the reputation of a player right?” He nodded, not liking where this was going. You laughed hollowly, snuggling into the warmth of the towels.
Greece x Reader -Rough on the Tongue-“Hey, ____________,” your Greek friend, Heracles said to you one day, “did you know that while it looks smooth and moist, a cat's tongue is actually quite rough and fairly dry?”More Like This
You chuckled. “You’re the first person I’d think of to know something like that, Heracles.” It was true. The nap-loving, easygoing Greek knew his way about cats.
“Would you like me to show you?” Heracles suddenly asked holding up one of the cats that followed him around. It was a cute cat.
“Sure, why not?” you shrugged. “Erm, where should the cat lick me? How about my arm?”
Heracles shook his head. “That’s not a good place to do it,” he said. “You should try somewhere sensitive like your cheek or your neck.”
“Hmm? Okay. How about my neck, then?” you suggested. “I don’t want my face covered in cat slobber.”
“Cats don’t really slobber, but your neck will do,
Filth (England x Reader)Somehow, and although the young beggar never quite understood how it could have come to be, it was effortless to recall the events in which she had come to be acquainted with a figure of such untainted, valued status and blood. Yet perhaps it was not all entirely an inconceivable matter, as the delicate happenings of grace were often difficult to lose mind of, nor was it something she wanted to pretend never existed in the first place, and thus throw away whatever lingering worth there remained.More Like This
There was little to be said of mercy in the gutters, generally. There were not many possible words to accurately describe what horrors were witnessed, and what cruelty was so often delivered to her and those alike unfortunates who had no choice in the matter of the ways they would live, and the ways they would die.
It was a droning, painful existence.
He, on the other hand, always flawlessly looked the part of the clearly wealthy gentleman, his clothing fine and
You don't need it (BTTXReader)“Gee (y/n), vhat’s taking you so long?”More Like This
“Oui, we’ve been ‘ere for ‘ours already.”
“Amiga, we need to get going soon if we want to catch that movie.”
You groaned, scrubbing your face of the makeup once again. “I’m almost done!” You called from the bathroom, hearing a collective sigh from the three boys. “Ja, zhat’s vhat you said half an hour ago...” Gilbert muttered under his breath, rolling his neck to hear a satisfying crack when he’d managed to get the kink out.
Francis placed a magazine on his face, effectively shutting out the outside world as he started to gently snore. The Spaniard was already fast asleep on Francis’s stomach, muttering to himself in his sleep.
Another ten minutes passed and Gilbert’s annoyance had finally gotten the better of him. “Frau, enough!” He growled, thumping on the door. The sudden noise jolted both Antonio and Francis out of the
Every Night The SameIt didn't take Matthew long to realize he was losing him.More Like This
At first, of course, he denied it. He denied it and denied it and denied it, and denied it until there was nothing left to deny. Matthew refused to admit that Arthur was slowly slipping away from him and there wasn't anything he could do about it.
No one really knew why, or what for that matter, was happening to him. It was a strange thing, to be honest. Some nights he seemed okay, just a bit tired and forgetful. He often got up and wandered around the house at late hours of the night, speaking gibberish that sounded like perhaps Latin, or maybe a mixture of Latin and French. Either way, words Matthew couldn't understand. He would stay this way for hours, and hours, just wandering aimlessly to anywhere and nowhere, until finally Matthew awoke and brought him back to bed.
Some nights Arthur was completely silent. He wouldn't utter a word, wouldn't move, scarcely blinked, scarcely breathed. The only indication he was alive was the
Somebody's watching me HetaliaxReaderMore Like This
I'm not schizophrenic, okay?
Don't listen to my mom. Or my Dad. Or my Grandma. You know what? Don't listen to anyone. Well, except me.
My thought process is perfectly logical, and for the life of me I can't figure why they don't understand that.
But I digress. I should tell you exactly what I'm talking about.
I recently got into this show called Hetalia. It's a show where all the countries of the world are personified, and you learn about events in history through their interactions with each other. Basically, it's history made fun!
Or making fun of history. Your choice.
Anyway, since I got into this show and all, my mom got me a shirt with a bunch of Hetalia characters on it. And I love it; I really do. I'm wearing it right now, in fact.
But as much as I love it, it bothers me too. Because I feel like... Like they're watching me.
...Don't look at me like that! I know you've had those thoughts too at one point. Maybe not about a shirt, but a TV, a pain
Anytime (AmericaXTomboy Reader)“C’mon, why the hell is he taking so long?” You muttered to yourself, blowing air from your blown-up cheeks. You’d agreed to go out with Alfred as he needed an honest opinion on some new clothes he wanted.More Like This
As you rather liked men’s clothes, the foureyes figured you were a perfect choice. Also if something didn’t suit him, you were blunt enough to tell him.
“Hey that guy looks cute, should we talk to him?” You glanced up when you saw a couple of girls hovering in your vicinity.
You sighed, ruffling your short hair. It wasn’t your fault people saw you as a boy, you supposed. You dressed in men’s clothes and acted like one. Though you didn’t really care anymore as you used to, now you’d found people who weren’t weirded out by you and your habits.
“Yo dude! Never fear as the hero is here!” Alfred jumped in front of you, striking a silly pose. You stared at him for a moment then burst out laughing.
The fair EnglandxReader part oneAh, the last day of summer break. A bittersweet day for most, a time for last hurrahs, parties, and whatnot.More Like This
Today for me though, was filled with nothing but joy. My summer vacation had pretty much sucked; all I did was go to one birthday party. One party! Don't get me wrong, I had fun and all. But when my summer vacation promised so much more fun, like my dad taking me out of the country for the first time in my life, a party seems pretty small.
I don't like to sound spoiled, but I've been bothered by this quite a bit. I've stayed up late thinking about it, nearly shed some tears over it... It's occupied my mind a lot, to put it simply. I was going to college tomorrow, for Pete's sake! This should be the best break ever!
But today... Today was going to be different! My best guy friend, Arthur, was taking me to spend the day with him at a renaissance fair.
I don't know what it is about this time period that fascinates me so much. I think it may have started when I went to Medieval Ti
Washed Ashore"You're kind of ugly for a human."More Like This
"You heard me."
Arthur scowled at the creature in the water with distaste, gripping onto the railing as he leaned over to get a better look. Violet eyes stared back at him with curiosity, and maybe a bit of pride as he watched him, wading in the big, blue ocean.
"Pray tell, why do you say that?" he asked, stepping back a bit and crossing his arms.
Matthew splashed around a bit, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't know. Humans are usually pretty. You're just...I don't know, different. Like, your eyebrows are freaking huge, for one thing. And you seem kind of like a sour person. And you're dirty."
The captain rolled his eyes. Why did that always come up? He was a pirate for God's sake, of course he was a little dirty. "Yes, like I haven't heard that before."
"At least you talk more fluently than other humans. Can you speak anything else? Wait, don't answer that. You're English, you probably can't," Matthew hummed, then grinned
CanadaxReader: Aren't We AllHe ran his fingers through his pale blonde hair and waited impatiently for her reply. Deep down, he wanted to grab her by the shoulders and shake her—to shake some sense into her, maybe—but he wasn't that kind of person, and so he couldn't, and didn't. Instead, he stood still, trying to keep the agitation out of his expression and the pain out of his eyes, all the while chewing on his lip so hard he could taste metal.More Like This
He'd never wanted anything so badly, had never fought with Alfred over anything growing up—had always thought of himself as a sharer, a man of compromise and sacrifice, but now, he wasn't so sure anymore. He wasn't sure he could share her. He thought he might fade into a million individual cells held together by a ghost of a human shape if he ever had to compromise on anything regarding her.
Yet she, unable to read his mind, only bit her lip and grimaced apologetically, oblivious to the twisting in his stomach.
"I can't," she said, looking down at her fe
EnglandxReader- MemoriesIt had been nearly 4 years since you'd visited London. You sighed, taking in a deep breath as you gazed up at the drizzly, moist, grey sky. "It's been too long." You whispered quietly to no one, closing your eyes as memories overtook your senses.More Like This
"Excuse me?" You tried getting the blonde-haired man's attention, your tentative and unsure voice smaller than desired. Clearing your throat, you tried again. "Could you please help me, sir?"
The worker looked up from the rather thick novel he was reading, regarding you with semi-masked curiousity, his ridiculously thick eyebrows raised in question. You mentally sucked in a breath as you were met with his shockingly emerald eyes. You struggled to refrain from taking a step back.
"How may I do so?"
"I'm a bit lost," you laughed sheepishly, "would you mind telling me where I am?"
"You are standing in a bookstore in London, England." He grinned, a glimmer in his eyes, as you frowned at his reply. "I'm just teasing you, love. Is there some plac
Dream a Little Dream: DeanxReaderWhen you stayed at the bunker, you were used to staying in Dean's room. Now it made your heart hurt to look at the wall of weapons and the little picture of his mother at his bedside. The whole room made you sick with sorrow and you sat down on the bed with tears in your eyes.More Like This
Sam walked in with your bags and looked around before he bowed his head, "You sure you want to stay in here?"
You wiped your eyes and tried to look strong for the younger Winchester, "Yeah... I'm sure."
"Because you don't have to," he assured, "If you can't stay here, he wouldn't blame you."
"I'm fine Sammy," you insisted as you got up and walked over to him. You took your bags and sniffed once, "Just fine."
He nodded after a moment and then asked, "Are you hungry? I'm going to go pick something up..."
"I could eat," you answered, "I think..."
Sam bobbed his head understandingly, "I'll get you something."
With that, he left and you could tell he didn't want to be in Dean's room for any longer than he had to be. W
Russia x Reader ------- The ScarfI do not own Hetalia, nor do I own you (you belong to Russia! )More Like This
I do own this story
And also, I made Russia's scarf REALLY long ~_~ sssooo yeah
It was a normal day for the Allies. England, France, and America were fighting over nothing again. China was looking like he was analyzing something (although he kept sneaking glances at the Russian), Canada was being ignored (poor Canada ), and Russia was just smiling as usual. The more China glanced at Russia, the more he started to wonder about the country. The one thing that China REALLY wanted to know, was why the HELL did a big scary country like him where a PINK SCARF all the time! Was it because he had no scarves to hide some kind of injury? Was it because he was used to wearing a scarf that he didn't realize how hot it was in the room? Was it because he put his white or red scarf in with whites or reds? China's curiosity grew and grew. He wasn't sure what
BTT x Reader: Three fathers, one daughterMore Like This
“On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do” – Daughters, John Mayer
[f/n] watched her fathers as they slept.
Père Francis was seated on the couch, his head hanging towards the ground, while he his arms snuggled one of the cushions closer to his chest. He had a little bit of drool coming from the corner of his mouth, and every once in a while he’d laugh in a strange way, tossing and turning on the small sofa. The girl didn’t know how he hadn’t fallen on the ground yet, though he would land on papa Antonio if that happened.
-Ohonhonhonhon… So lovely... Don’t be shy… Ohon. – The sound was interrupted midway, the chortle becoming a snore, and a few more mumbles left his lips before he turned the other way, burying his face on the couch. His blond hair was facing her now, a tussock defying gravit
Winter Wonderland-DeanxReader[OneShot]“It’s friggin freezing!” Dean complains loudly, wrapping his arms around himself to tuck his hands under his armpits.More Like This
You roll your eyes and put down the binoculars hissing, “Would you focus? We’re hunting… I thought you were more focused when you were hunting.”
Dean grumbles, “Well Sam’s not hunting… he’s back at the cabin sipping friggin coco… what are we hunting again?”
“The abominable snowman,” you growl sarcastically; annoyed adding, “And your brother is sick so he can’t hunt right now…”
Dean sighs, “Well whatever this stupid thing is, it’s not out here! Let’s go back to the Impala at least!”
You look and Dean surprised, “You sure do whine a lot…”
He shrugs, “It’s cold!”
Giving him a flirtatious look you joke, “If I didn’t know any better Mr. Winchester, I’d say you just wanted me
A Dark And Stormy Night-CastielxReader[OneShot]The storm outside was vicious.More Like This
Rain hit the window of your old cabin and you watched it nervously as it began to sound like hail. Never before had the wind howled so menacingly, the lightning flashed so terrifyingly close, or the world seemed so chaotic.
And you had survived the Apocalypse.
Deciding you didn’t want to sleep you turned to your kitchen to turn on your coffee pot when the lights flickered and went out. Your heart raced, the dark had always been an enemy of yours, despite the fact that you hunted in the dark 90% of the time. It always made your heart thunder in your chest and your stomach clench in fear.
Terrible things happened in the dark.
You began to wonder why you hadn’t accepted the Winchester’s offer to go on their latest hunt. You began to wonder how safe your cabin actually was.
Your breathing became shallow and you leaned against your counter, hand wrapping around the grip of a knife that you’d left there. Eyes squeezed shut you tried to f
Drowning - Sam x ReaderYou and the boys were on a hunt and the only link you seemed to find was that everyone was drowning, which was baffling. You thought nothing of this when you decided to take a shower.More Like This
The water was lovely and warm and you closed your eyes to wash your hair but you opened them when the drain started to bubble up, the water stopped flowing down the drain.
You quickly turned to water off, but that didn’t seem to matter. The water rose fast and defied all laws of physics. Naturally the water should just run out.
You tried to open the door and when it wouldn’t budge you screamed for Sam, attempting to break the glass.
Sam burst through the door and his eyes widened at the water trying to drown you. It had risen to your chin now and you were panicking. Sam grabbed his gun and shot the glass, not before telling you to turn around.
The glass smashed, cutting your back and Sam grabbed you out, wrapping you in a towel. Sam sank to the floor, with you in his lap.
The two of you were b
Outcast!AmericaXxXxPopular!Reader"There she is." Alfred said as he scowled at the most popular girl in school. [F/N] [L/N]. Don't get him wrong, he thought she was beautiful, heck, you could even say he had a crush on her, but he hated popular people. Why did they even have to be called popular? They're just normal like him and everyone else.More Like This
"Get out of zhe vay, lozer." One of the jocks said as he bumped into Alfred "accidentally". When Alfred fell, everyone turned to him and laughed. He held his head down and stood up .
"You're the real loser." He said. The jock (you probably figured out it was Gilbert) growled and grabbed Alfred by his shirt, "Vhat zhe hell did jou just say, arschloch?"
Alfred growled back at him, "I didn't stutter, ass face." Gilbert pulled his arm pack ready to punch Alfred, but a hand stopped him. They both looked over to the side to see you with a dissaproving glare.
"Stop it, Gilbert." You said. Gilbert stared at you and you stared back at him, your [e/c] daring him to try something else. He h
Different - Hannibal x Reader (Chapter One)When you got up for work this morning you had never expected to be working with Will Graham. The two of you had been friends since you were five. You’d been travelling the world on different cases and had come back to settle a while, but you had been planning on leaving soon.More Like This
You got the call around 7 a.m. telling you to urgently report to Jack Crawford of the Behavioural Analysis Unit. You had worked at the Behavioural Analysis Unit a few years ago, but had moved on to experience different things.
You arrived at Jack’s office and waited to be called inside.
When you entered the office you shook hands with Jack.
‘I’m glad you could come on such short notice (y/n), please take a seat,’ he said.
‘We’ve got a killer that is drawing satanic symbols with the victims’ blood, and you always did have a special interest in these sorts of cases. That’s why I decided to call you in, we want you back (y/n), so what do you say?’ Jack folde
Army Dad!America x Daughter!Reader: Coming HomeMore Like This
Contains: Mild Cursing...
The sound of a loud BEEP cut through the air of the quiet and dark room where you slept. Groaning, you began to slap your nightstand in your lazy attempt of finding your cell phone. After feeling a rubbery case, you picked it up, lifted your face from your pillow, eyes open, and unlocked the device, which caused you to squint. Shutting off the alarm that had disturbed you from your dream and locking the phone, you let your head fall back onto the soft and plush pillow.
Pulling your hand back under the covers, taking the phone along with you, you tried to fall back asleep, not wanting to face the day. “It's too early for this,” you yawned out, a small stretch following close after.
As soon as you thought you could get away with sleeping in, you were proven wrong. A hand came on your shoulder and shook it gently, kisses peppering the back of your head and side of your face.
FranceXLowSelf-Esteem!Reader A Rose Started it AllMore Like This
The call caused the young man to turn towards the person who called out to him. He noticed his two friends running towards him, with the looks that they had something on their minds.
His best friends, the cheerful Antonio Fernández Carriedo, and the loud Gilbert Beilschmidt came over to him as he closed up is text book.
"Bonjour, you two. Comment allez-vous?" Asked the light blonde with crystal blue eyes as he stood to meet his friends.
"You vant to come to zhe mall vith us? Ve need to zhink about somezhing to get for your birthday next veek!" Gilbert smirked.
"Oh? You want me to come?" Francis asked with a laugh. "Wouldn't that spoil the surprise?"
"Please, amigo! How are we supposed to know what you want?" Antonio asked with a grin. "Besides, school's out for the weekend, and you have a week to plan for the party! Surely your going to forget what we spot to get you!"
Francis laughed. His friends really were known for their antics, but thi
RussiaxBlind!Reader - I promise (w/ ext. ending)More Like This
You never thought Ivan was a cold person. Even if Alfred told you he was cold and scary, you just couldn't imagine him as someone cold. He was always so calm, and so kind with you.
Maybe the day you met him was the most special day on your life. You were depressed, and the life wasn't the same. Not after you went blind.
But then, he suddenly appeared on your life, and gave you back happiness.
- _______! - your friend Alfred hugged you. - How are you?
- I'm fine, now, Alfred, thank you. - you smiled.
Five days after you went blind, Alfred came to visit you. But he wasn't alone.
- ______, I want to introduce you to my friend, Ivan. - he said.
- Hello, _______. - you heard a calm, beautiful voice say. - Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too, Ivan. - you said, and smiled.
You heard Alfred sitting down on the chair next to your bed, and Ivan complaining:
- Hey, I was going to sit down on this chair!
- You can sit down on ______'s bed.
- Can I? - he asked.
- Hm, of course.
Puppy Love (PrussiaxReader)Puppy LoveMore Like This
Jogging down the final street that would get you to your house, you pushed through the growing heat of the morning and glanced down at your watch. The timer had nearly reached 18 minutes. Picking up the pace a little bit, you ran through a barren horse trail that would complete your three-mile course. About halfway through the path however, you slowed to a walk.
A dog was trotting towards you.
Not something insanely peculiar seeing as a lot of people walked their dogs down the path. What bothered you was the fact that you couldn't find the animal's owner.
You lowered yourself to the ground and called the hound over. When he happily made his way over to you, you pat his soft, dark brown pelt and grabbed his collar.
Relieved, you saw the number and searched through your pockets for the phone you had left in you jeans from the day before. Standing, you firmly gripped the collar and began walking back home.
Though, you didn't need to hold on. The dog seemed
America x Silent!Reader - New Student At My School You knew everyone was talking about it, a new student was coming to the school. No one cared to tell you, you actually didn't care at all. You looked out the window and listened to Breaking Benjamin. You felt alone at your school since everyone that liked you graduated that year before. Hishschool seemed like hell to you, you didn't expect someone to save you but that was going to change after today.More Like This
"Students! We have a new student, please introduce yourself young man." The teacher said, you put your iPod away and looked up at the man. The boy walked in and you started to blush, this has never happened to you ever! All the girls squeeled; as expected, the boy walked the the front of the class.
"Hey yo! The names Alfred F. Jones and I will be joining your class from now on!" He said making a gun with his hands, he got his fan club after that. You looked back at the window to look at the beautiful blue sky, you smiled to
Hetalia x Reader: Bring Her BackMore Like This
AN:This is based on a dream I had. Some to none of you know that I will be joining the military soon, and I had a nightmare where I, not only stopped being a fan of Hetalia, but I completely forgot about them and they no longer existed in my world. So, this is just to get it off my chest, but also to remind me of what I don't want to become. It might turn into a series, but I'll leave that for you readers to decide if I should continue this or not.
You smiled, your eyes closed. It was always good to hear his voice. "Alfred," you said aloud. But there was no one in your room.
"__________!" the voice in your head said again. "__________, is it true? Are you really gonna go through with this?"
"Yes, Alfie. I'm doing this," you answered, pride in your voice.
The handsome face appeared behind your closed eyes. "__________, you don't have to, you know that?" he smiled softly.
"But I want to," yo
Prussia x Shy!Reader - Winters Brings The WarmthMore Like This
When you were walking into school with your (fav headphone brand) on your head avoiding eyes with anyone. You a very shy girl and not really much a talker but you were friendly to everyone you talked to. You only person you ever interested in was the person you would least expect to have a crush on; Gilbert Beilschmidt. He was part of the popular group "The Bad Touch Trio" and he was very out-going and he stands out. He was the total opposite of you but you felt you could reach out to him but you couldn't but of the chain of shyness holding you back. Anyways, you were walking into school and you wore the cutest outfit you could think of, you wanted to impress Gilbert with the way you looked and see if anything changed. All the boys were staring at you and it was the most embarrassing thing ever to your highschool career. You felt a guy touch your shoudler, it was Francis Bonnefoy.
"Ohonhohnhonho~ What do we have here? Tryinf to impress ze boys are we?" Franci
Prussia X Reader: Awesome meets AmazingPrussia X Reader Amazing Meets AwesomeMore Like This
When was the last time you'd been to one anyways? It's not like you had anything against fun, it's just school had an amazing way of needling into your life.
Ah well, what could you do? You'd rather go to the park with your friends any day. I mean the three of you were practically destined To have fun. You were just that amazing obviously.
" Alright, I've got some stuff to ditch here anyways," you replied into your phone.
"Y'know what this means right?" Your friend replied, "Triple Trouble is back in action!"
You let out a laugh as you twirled in your spinning chair, "Oh definitely, we should bring our sunglasses and just troll that park!"
"I like the way you think ______," she said in a clearly amused tone
"Alright, I'll meet you guys there, but no 'lasagna business', ok? I don't wanna start 'hasta la pasta-ing' your faces off," you replied giggling at the memory and poking t
Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)Gilbert groaned, his temperature feverish as he tossed in his bed. “N-nein!” He muttered, biting his lip.More Like This
In the throngs of his dream he was staring at your bloodied body in despair, tears running down his face. He heard a sound behind him and spun around, hoping to see the perpetrator. The shape slipped out of his sight around the corner and Gilbert stood up after gently putting down your body, chasing after it.
Rage the sole thing on his mind, he pushed his legs to go at a near inhuman speed.
Franctically searching for it, he skidded on the landing, starting to sprint down the steps.
As he wasn’t paying attention to his footing, he yelped when his foot trod on air. Lurching forward, Gilbert sat bolt upright in his bed, panting heavily. As he tried to calm his breathing he blinked at the alarm clock.
Well that was lucky at least, it was set to go off in five minutes. Quickly he turned it off and lay back down, snuggling into your back.
He needed some reassurance that