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
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So, first little thing before I start my challenges in attempt to extinguish this terrible writer’s block. It’s terrible >.> I don’t even know how I wrote this. But I did. So, I hope you enjoy.
**Disclaimer: I do NOT own Attack on Titan, the Characters, or the Reader!**
They were starting to notice, and you didn’t know what to do. After joining the Survey Corps you had began to change from the talkative, bombastic girl who wanted to help everyone to the reserved girl who blushed and looked at edge most of the day. The others had worried for you, fearing only the worst that might have happened to you. Had you been attacked? Had you been threatened? Did you get into trouble? The thoughts were going through their heads whenever they saw you pass by, hands stuffed into pristine white pant pockets, your (color) eyes towards the dirt crunching under your feet.
It wasn’t until one day during training that their suspicions changed directions. You
Pirate!PrussiaxReader - All That's LeftHis country was gone, and all he had left was his ship. He was a pirate, a fierce one at that. His crew looked up to him, believing in hope. The black ship roamed the seas, destroying what they wanted, and taking what they wanted. Doing as he pleased filled his empty heart.More Like This
Gilbert Beilschmidt was the captain of his ship. Everyone in the world feared him, even his brother. He stood at the top of his ship, looking out in front of him as his crew ran around. A smirk appeared on his face, yet there was something missing. He looked around, eyes narrowing and he pulled out his spyglass.
Off in the distance was a ship. By the flags, he guessed it was a royal ship. He laughed loudly and snapped at his crew. “Men, get ready! We have another winner!” The men below cheered and Gilbert pointed towards the ship, excitement clouding his mind. All he wanted was to crush someone.
As they got close to the ship, he noticed that no one was on the deck. He was confused, walking down the stair
The Nazi and his Lovely Servant Ch.10Ok! Well this chapter wont be long cause I wrote it THEN MY LAPTOP CRASHED!! THIS CHAPTER WAS REALLY LONG THEN IT CRASHED AND IM AGGRAVTED SO IT WILL BE SHORT. But the week after next is Easter so I hope to upload more then Also, in this chapter, it kind of switches to others people POVs, and I know that can be really annoying but this will (hopefully) be the only chapter it happens it. Enjoy! One more thing! When its Ludwigs POV, I wont be replacing his W's with V's like I do when I make him speakMore Like This
You blinked slowly, and the first thing you realised was that you wern't alone. Sure enough, when you blinked some more, you found that you were pulled close to a warm, muscular body. Your legs were tangled with someone else's and your arms were trapped inbetween your body and the other persons. The blanket that was covering you and just about covered your mouth. You gasped and slowly tilted your head upwards. Mr. Beilschmidt was asleep, his head resting on the top your
Merciful (Pirate!Prussia x Reader)He did not care even to notice he wasn’t alone until he reached the shore of the large town, a flintlock pistol resting in loose fingers, the grip easy and his expression calm enough that one could easily assume he had no fears about his place on the beach that night. The entire place was deserted at first sight, the people of the town assuredly sound asleep in their beds; the sea remained at low tide, exposing much of the coastline itself. If he glanced behind himself he could still catch sight of his ship resting on the waters quite a distance away, although near enough that he didn’t feel, thank God, abandoned.More Like This
Drawing a trembling breath, he quickly drew his cloak further over his shoulders, soothed by the feel of the material against his skin but also slightly bothered with the fact that he was forced to hide his face whilst he wandered the village, and also the town beyond. If anyone around the place had even the slightest shred of intellect they would have heard of hi
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It was just a typical day for you.. Going to school and such.
Yeah... Just a typical day-
“YO! (y/n)” shit it is one of your annoying friend, Alfred F. Jones.
“H-hey.....” you spoke
“Um....Fine...” you sigh
“Dude why be so gloom when the sun is shining so bright it could be a good day where
everything is like you know, brings you good luck” Alfred said eyes suddenly sparkles.
“Now where do you get that from?” you ask him
“Yao” Alfred said all sudden.
“I thought you hated him” you said feeling a bit suspicious.
“U-um well um...-”
“Whatever man I am going to class now” you said walking away from him
“DUDE WAIT!” Alfred ran to catch up.
--Le time skip--
After going into the class settling down and prepared. Some how you heard everyone in the class is chattering about the new boy.
“So I heard he is from Scotland” a girl said
Biscotti (GermanyxReader) "I'm using your kitchen, Ludwig!" You call to the blond German as you take out a bag of flour.More Like This
"Vat are you doing zis time, __________?" He asks, coming up behind you.
"Making Christmas cookies, duh! Biscotti, to be exact."
"Isn't zat Feliciano's zing?"
"Yeah, but he taught me how to make them. Besides, he's in Italy, remember?" You say, turning to face him.
"Ja, but vy do you have to make zem?" He questions, pecking you cheek.
"Because I like them. And you know you do, too, Luddy."
"Vould you stop calling me zat? Anyvay, go ahead. Just don't make a mess." He says sternly, crossing his arms for emphasis, his steel blue eyes flashing.
"Will do, Lud!" You say, getting to work.
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You couldn't help but press your back up against the wall, one hand over your mouth, eyes wide, and the serving platter pressing against your chest. 'Oh god, Oh god...’ Blinking, you tried to compose yourself when the French man gave you an odd look, you smiled sheepishly and Francis laughed, shaking his head, returning to his pastry making.
"Tu c'est, ma petite, if you’re going to gawk, go talk to him, you're never going to get anywhere like this" he snickered, mostly to himself, looking up from his work when your cheeks heated up and you laughed nervously.
“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about!” you looked down at the metal platter, your face red as the blush made your face glow.
“Ah, mon chéri, you know full well what I mean” Francis continued to fold the deserts into perfect triangles, not messing up his work as he spoke, you could only stare at your shoes. “____, either way, you h
Prussia X Reader ~ Christmas PresentToday you decorated your chtistmas tree and after 2 hours of work, the tree is finally ready for christmas. Unfortunately you have no one to celebrate, but even so, you want to have a christmas tree in your apartment. Soon it is Christmas and the only thing you wish for, is a boyfriend.More Like This
Acutally you have a crush on Gilbert and you kneel down before the christmas tree and pray. You pray that you will find a boyfriend soon or that you will meet Gilbert someday and be with him forever.
~~~~~~~~~~~ Timeskip to the 24th December ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This day is kinda boring for you...until yet. You watched TV the whole day and on every channel they talk about christmas. You watched until 5 p.m. Then someone knocks on your door. 'Who is that?', you thought and stand up to open to the door.
You saw Tino (Finland) and stare at him. Then he starts to talk: "Hi _________, I heard you are alone on Christmas and you like Gilbert". You blush and ask him shyly: "Where did you know that?". Tino lau
German Brothers x Reader - Beer for Christmas?!"Ok, and...here is my present for you Gil!" you smiled as you handed him the wrapped package.More Like This
"Yes! An awesome hat for the awesome Gilbird!" he cheered, placing the little hat on his flying friend, "Thanks (Name)!"
"What, I'm not awesome?" you asked playfully.
"Oh. Ja, you're awesome, just not us awesome as me!"
"...and Gilbird of course." he nervously added after his bird gave a warning chirp.
"Why did you even want to come over?" asked Ludwig, facepalming.
"What? A girl can't hang out with her two best friends?" you retorted.
"No that's not what I-"
"-Why don't we just get to the next part of Christmas at the Beilschmidt house?" suggested Gilbert, walking into the kitchen and practically sticking his head in the fridge.
"Ok bruder," replied Ludwig.
"Would someone tell me what is happening?" you asked.
"The next part of Christmas," replied Ludwig.
"Ok...what is the next part of Christmas?" you asked again, irritated.
"Why beer of course!!" exclaimed Gilbert, finally slamming th
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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
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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
What Heroes Are For - America x Reader "I can do this," you told yourself, tentatively placing an ice-skate-clad foot on the surface of the skating rink. Skating had never exactly been your strong point, which was why you had sworn to yourself that you would learn to do it. In fact, it was the first of your two New Year's resolutions; the second was to finally find a boyfriend, but you weren't really sure if or when that would actually happen.More Like This
A second foot on the ice. You tried to take a step and immediately found yourself sitting on your now sore butt on the ice. Grumbling, you got back to your feet and managed to skate forward a few shaky inches before falling again. Some of the few people present at the rink were shooting you strange looks. They had clearly not experienced the same kind uncoordination that you had grown so accustomed to. You were actually quite surprised that you hadn't already broken a bone or something of the sort.
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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
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
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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
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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
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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
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-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
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[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
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I kept running I didn't care if he was calling my name. I didn't look back....... just keep running and you'll be fine......I hope.
"(c/n)!!!!!!! stop running I *pant* need to talk to you!!! *pant* please just stop damnit!!!!" I heard him again why won't he stop following me! can't he see I want to be alone......
"Stop!!! please I'm begging you, you idiota!!!!" my legs felt weak.....just keep running and you'll be fine....right? I'll be fine....if I forget about .....him...right? I-I will.....
"Stop!!! please I'm begging you, you idiota!!!!" why won't she stop what did I do wrong all of these years? Spain never told me when I asked him...... so what was it? what did I do? I want to know wait....I need to know...so I can make you feel better. Damnit I can't help it you make me feel complete! by how it comes when I'm with you. if only I haven't yelled at you then maybe you wouldn't be so mad at me or....be crying. But do you really love me
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?"
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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
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“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.”
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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
(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
Nothing.-Prussia x Deaf!ReaderMore Like This
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
BTT x Reader- The Perks of Summer VacationMore Like This
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
Dream Shadow! (EnglandxReader)Dream Shadow!EnglandxReaderMore Like This
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
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
Where She Lives Scotland X ReaderMore Like This
You were out on the water, in the same boat, in the same weather conditions as you always were when you encountered the Loch Ness monster. Clouds loomed overhead threatening to soak you at any moment. It would be worth it though. No matter how many times you saw her, the excitement never went away. "Are you ready for this?" Scotland opened up the barrel letting the now familiar smell of the pungent cheese escape. It didn't make your eyes water like it used to, but it still burned your sinuses without fail. "She should be on her way now that the smell was out." He gave you a bright smile. "You getting excited?"
You nodded, how could you nod be? Today was the day you tried to ride on Nessie's back. "Very, I just hope I can do it." The water rippled next to the boat.
"Well, we're about to find out aren't we lass?" He waved the cheese over the side of the boat and called for her. Nessie quickly brought her beautiful dragon like body above the water's surface. It
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
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.
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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
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,
2p!CanadaxReader: Protective“Come on, just one date,” a boy said still not letting go of your arm.More Like This
You gave a small whimper as his grip increased. “P-please, I already have a boyfriend.”
The boy still didn’t let go. “He doesn’t have to know.”
“J-just leave me alone!” you tried to sound stern, but it wasn’t working. “I-I’m serious, let go of me!”
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing, eh?”
Your heart nearly popped out of your chest, “M-Matt.”
The boy turned and sneered, “Who are you?”
“I’m her boyfriend,” Matthiu said grabbing the arm that was holding you. “Now I suggest you let her go before someone gets hurt.”
“Like you could hurt m-.” Matthiu punched him in the face.
The boy let go of you and you pulled your arm to your chest. Matthiu continued to wail on the boy until the stranger didn’t move. “Are you alright?”
Tears at the cor
Inspiration [Denmark x Writer!Reader]More Like This
Inspiration. Needless to say it was something you desperately needed. Sitting in front of your laptop while you drummed your fingers lightly, you looked around at your surroundings hoping it might give you an idea.
Unfortunately, it didn't. Your mind was just as empty as ever as it was still aching for some sort of prompt to take note of and write down.
Maybe someone could help you...? But who could provide the writing inspiration you needed?
The door to your room slams open, and you turn to face the intruder with an unamused expression. Upon seeing just who had came to disrupt your writing time, you sighed and uttered two words-
The fellow was certainly in high spirits, grinning widely and trying to peer over your shoulder to see just what exactly you were working on.
"Whatcha doing?" he asked, while you tapped your finger against your cheek, st
Never Give up (HetaliaXReader)More Like This
You set your bag down and flopped on your bed, nothing was going right. Your grades in school were beginning to suffer, friends were in a major argument and won't speak to you either since you were neutral, and your art. You felt like your writings and drawings were doing awful, RPs, original works, fanfiction, in English class, art class, fanart, everything. You brought out the works and just stared at the words. Tears dripped onto them, making the ink run together into illegible words. A few drawing were spread out on the ground, the Hetalia characters could only stare. You threw the pages down to the floor as you began to cry, really sob as you just broke. Your parents and siblings (if you have) were out, so nobody to interrupt your breakdown. Before, you were teetering on just giving up, but Hetalia has mostly helped you escape; their jokes, stories, just them. Collapsing on the bed, you let out a few more pitiful gasps and cries before slipping off to sleep. Giving the las
IcelandXReader: Jealous much?More Like This
IcelandXReader: Jealous much?
You were having a staring contest with Emil's puffin. Mr. Puffin stared back. You gave up a few seconds later. "Ha I am the winner," the puffin said cutely. You were invited at Iceland's house for the day.
"Aw why are you so cute!" you said giggling and petted the bird on the head gently. Iceland watched you from the couch in jealously. You didn't notice but Mr. Puffin noticed and if a bird could smirk he would do so.
"I like you __________! I like you!" Mr. Puffin said landing on your shoulder and rubbed his cheek against yours. You giggled again. Mr. Puffin made a small glance at Emil. Emil looked away mad at the puffin.
"I like you too," you responded to the bird.
"Score," Mr. Puffin thought. Emil frowned.
"I am so useless " he thought face palming himself. You turned around to face your light haired friend and sat next to him. Mr. Puffin flew away and was now staring at the two of you.
"What's wrong Emil?" you said getting close to the boy.
Germanyxreader"If ya wanna be happy for the rest of your life, never make a pretty woman your wife~" You sing along to the song playing on your MP3 player which is hooked up to the speakers in Feliciano's kitchen. He is making pasta, and had called you over to help; which basically meant tasting things every now and then while dancing around his kitchen, singing.More Like This
Your all-white summer dress spins around your legs as you twirl around on the tile floor, your (H/c) locks flying. Feliciano laughs and smiles while watching you, finding joy in your happiness despite how simple it was. You practically float over to the speakers to turn it up, and you hear a rather annoyed German slam his glasses down on the table in the living room.
"Whoopsies!" You cover your mouth with your hand and giggle. Nothing could ruin your mood. Feliciano runs over to Ludwig as he stomps into the room, holding out a spoonful of home-made tomato sauce.
"Ludwig! Taste-a this! Tell me what-a you think!~" his voice is chirpy a
Papa!France x Child!Reader [ Why, Papa? ]You walked home from your school, Junior World Academy, with tears in your eyes. How dare they be so mean! You furiously wiped the tears away from your face with your gloved hand, hating how the fuzzy fabric did nothing but spread the tears across your face. The cold wind took this opportunity to nip at your chubby face, letting the trails of tears across your face freeze. This made you walk even faster in an attempt to get home soon.More Like This
When you reached the elegant little house you live in, walking in to see your Papa pacing at the end of the hall, a phone held to his ear.
"What do you mean she isn't there?!" he shouted, a snarl lacing through his voice, but concern plastered across his face. He ran a hand through his long blonde locks in frustration, about to scream again when he turned his head, noticing you standing at the door.
Placing a hand over his heart and shutting his eyes, he let out a shaky sigh of relief and muttered something in French to himself.
"Never mind, s
To Honey-Bee.Dear Honey-Bee,More Like This
I secretly hate you,
I secretly love you,
I secretly pull a petal to your name,
You are my friend,
A darling, lovely friend.
You are the lemonade,sweetly tart.
A summer breeze blows through my hands,
But you catch it, as you always can.
You remind me of spring,
but we met in winter,
Perhaps the cold winds pulled us together.
We live not so close,
In fact far away, yet there's no need for a visit,
And are free to stay,
thanks to the internet, that constant meeting place.
to another year, of frying my brain,
and poisoning yours,
To my F's and your A's,
To an American,
To a Canadian,
Together for now,
and perhaps forever,
Sleeping on your frozen shoulder,
is where I'm hoping to stay.
Mommy MommyMommy mommyMore Like This
Look at me
See what all I can be
Aren't you wowed
What can I do to make you proud
Please get out of bed
I'm tired mistaking you to be dead
Please don't cry
You and step daddy don't have to say good bye
Did I do good
I did the best that I could
I didn't mean to make you part
And make step daddy break your heart
No need for shame
I will take all the blame
Please don't date
It really is something that I hate
Don't leave me again
Can't you see I'm in so much pain
Please come back
Your heart has turned black
I don't want to watch the young one
Can't the dates be completely over and done
Are you even my mom anymore
Because you just seem like an uncaring whore
I hope you're happy
Because you've lost me
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
Keep One Eye on the Sky - Jack Frost x ReaderMore Like This
“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
Skating on Thin Ice (SebastianxReader)More Like This
A Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler fanfiction
Skating on Thin Ice
Ice skating. Definitely not your strongest area of learning.
You were appalled at how so many of your friends and relatives had said that ice skating was a graceful sport. Fun, cute, and amazing. Joyful and happy. It seemed so easy when they were on the ponds, skating and gliding back and forth, practically zipping on the edge of the frozen ice.
You? You were here, slipping and falling, waddling, even, from the large shoes that didn’t even fit you. No matter how much you tried to be graceful, to be cute, or even try to have fun, the ice grew a mind of its own and had you ending up on top of it, facedown. You had nearly gotten your face stuck on it once.
I never should have taken Elizabeth’s word for it. Anything that’s cute, according to her, is bound to be deadly.
“Damn. Y-you know what? I-I give up!”
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