Mein Freund PrussiaXReader
You knew Gilbert for lots of years. You were getting along with his little brother too, they had moved to your hometown with their grandfather when Ludwig was still a baby. In that time you were 12 years old and were one of the few people in your city who knew how to speak German.
You then began to be close to Gilbert. His Grandfather would sometimes ask you to babysit Ludwig, you would always accept because it was the times were you were pratically alone with your friend. Him and Ludwig were always excited about you coming at their home, the blond haired boy even called you "Schwester".
You cheered him up when he felt down, when he pretended he was having so much fun alone, and he did the same for you. However, you never dared to ask about him and Lud's parents, your mind telling you it was better like this.
When high school was over, you went on your own ways, separating from each other, but you kept contact and you used to spend you
Prussia X Reader PopsicleThe best part of a hot day was eating a popsicle, sometimes even two or three, in your opinion. It was about thirty degrees outside, but while you were sitting on a bench under the shadow of a tall tree and with your popsicle in your hand you didn't care much.More Like This
You closed your eyes and just listened to nature's sounds around you while you sucked happily on the delicious frozen thing, enjoying how it manage to cool you down. You were sure this was a good day and hoped that no one would ruin it for you.
"WHAT'S THAT YOU'RE EATING?!" You suddenly heard, making you jump and almost bite off half of the popsicle if you don't quickly remove it from your mouth. You glared up at the source of the annoying voice, that stupid, crazy albino guy, Gilbert. "DAMNIT GIL, STOP SCARYING ME!" You yelled back at him. And he didn't only scare you with his sudden yell but you also really hoped that his perverted side will not appear.
"Fine, fine, calm down! But what the hell are you eating?" "I don't know, w
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It had been a year since you had taken in Toni and Francis. It was now your birthday and your parents seemed to be very excited to give you your 2 presents. Since taking in the 2 snakes, your mother had become more comfortable around them and came to love them as well. Once they got the presents out, your mother was practically vibrating with excitement.
“Ok, Mom, you are way too excited about this. It isn’t even your birthday. Either you have found a really good present or you are trying very hard to hide a prank from me,” you said smiling.
Your mother gently shoved the larger present into your hands; it had suspicious air holes cut into it. Glancing at the smaller present, you noticed that it was shaking. You raised an eyebrow at it, then progressed to open the present in your hands. After taking off all the wrapping, you lifted the lid, and inside was the most beautiful albino Colombian Boa with red eyes. It flicked its tongue out and looked up at you, smiling.
(Request) Chubby!ReaderxGermany"(Name)?" Ludwig called as he entered your house. "(Name)? Are you home?"More Like This
"In here, Ludwig!"
Ludwig made his way into the kitchen. You stood by the counter tossing a salad, your body dancing to "Gangnam Style" which had just come on the radio. He blushed a little and smiled at your attire, shorts and a t-shirt. You were so cute.
"Heeeeeeeey, sexy lady!" You sang along with Psy, hopping like a cowboy. You turned to look at him. "Luddy dance with me!"
Ludwig shook his head. "Nein. I don't zink so."
"Come on!!! It's fun! Oh, right, sorry. I forgot you were allergic to that stuff." You said with a giggle.
Ludwig furrowed his eyebrows, and looked around. No one appeared to be watching. With a sigh he stood up and put his hands on his hips.
" .Oppa Gangnam Style." He said hesitantly before skipping sideways, his cheeks now a bright pink.
You let out a squeal. "Awwww! Luddy you look so cute~"
"I am NOT cute." He huffed, sitting back down. He then looked over to the salad and glass of water y
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You were getting off a taxi a little past 10PM. You were finally here—the city! Normally, you would have been unloading a produce truck, but after all that hard work; working all night at the market and building up your writing portfolio during the day, you had finally landed a job in the editorial department as a rookie editor. Fortunately, you had connections with people in the area who were willing to give you a place to stay. Ah, the perks of knowing a bartender.
You thanked the driver and watched as the yellow car sped off into the distance. Really. People here always seemed to be late for a date. You turned your head, taking in a long breath as you saw the flashy hotel. You remembered the manager's words. "I'm only letting you stay for the time that you have a job. Once you're unemployed, you have a day to pack up." Was it really okay to stay here? Geeze...
You dragged your lone rolling luggage case behind you as your heels clicked
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You walked up the concrete staircase leading up to the Beilschimdt brothers' house. Gilbert had invited you over for a BBQ night and you had gladly accepted, knowing that Ludwig would probably be there as well. And God knows how big your crush on him is.
Ringing the doorbell once, you waited for either Gil or Ludwig to answer. But after a couple of minutes of patient waiting, you began to wonder if anyone was even home. You rang the doorbell again but to no avail.
Am I too early?
Your cellphone time read 5:00 PM and the Prussian had told you to come by at around that hour. Getting suspicious, you hesitantly turned the doorknob, wondering if it was locked or not. To your surprise, they didn't lock it. You felt bad about coming in without their permission, but you and the brothers have known each other since childhood so you concluded on the fact that they wouldn't mind of you intruding.
You slipped your shoes off and looked around the house a bit.
"Gilbert? Ludwig?" You half whis
Snake!Germanic TrioxReaderYou were awoken from your couch nap by a loud knock at your door. You groggily stood up and shuffled to the door and opened it. There stood your friend Arthur with a very worried expression on his face. In his hand left hand was a bucket covered with its lid and holes drilled in the sides. You gave him a confused look.More Like This
“Um, can I help you Iggy?” you asked, using your pet name for him.
“Uh, um, _______, you like snakes right?” he asked.
“Yes!” you answered immediately.
You loved snakes! You had grown up around them with your parents owning a reptile shop and all. You got extremely excited at the mention of them. You had always wanted one, but never found just the perfect one, so you simply went without.
“Why do you ask?” you asked, suspiciously eyeing the bucket.
“Well, um, that’s, hehe, kind of a long story,” he said and rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand.
You motioned to the inside of your house. He gladly a
My Hetalian boyfriend || Human!Prussia x ReaderMore Like This
Maybe I'm not Prussia but I'm still awesome!
These words will be always in your mind. Those spoken syllables belonged to no other than your boyfriend Gilbert, who was just like you a Hetalian. Surprising fact is, that he and the character Preußen were like twins; looked like the same, acted like the same and so on and so forth.
The first time you laid your eye on him you thought that he was just a very fucking damn good cosplayer but it turned out that he was just a random albino who loved Hetalia as much as you did.
Life and its surprises, huh?
But when you compared those two you always saw how different Gilbert was:
He wore thick framed black glasses because of his bad sight, had a few small piercings on his left ear, instant of having a bird he called himself a proud owner of two German dogs and was not much of a drinker, yet he happily enjoyed a beer in the evening now and then.
Still, he had a very strong personality and knew how to get what he want
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“Ahhh…. What a nice day,” you said as you stretched your arms out. You had just finished sweeping up the floors in the café that you were working at. You were looking around to see if you missed any spots when you heard the door jingle. “Hello, welcome to--” you stopped and blinked. Was that…?
“(y/n)?” your customer froze as well and stared right back, his mouth beginning to smile.
“You… you work here?”
You ran over and glomped him. “Gilly!!” you laughed.
He laughed as well as he hugged you back and said, “Ach, you’re hugging me so tight, I can’t breathe…”
You “pouted” and pulled back so you could look at him. “Well, who’s the person who had the nerve to go to a different school a million miles away?” you were joking, but you couldn’t help but feel a little bit hurt from remembering.
“Frau…” he said, hurt ref
Germany X Reader Kissing you to sleepIt was another boring afternoon. You were sitting at the window and staring outside, waiting for Ludwig to return from his daily jog. You didn't want to go with him and you were so bored now. You should have gone with him, at least you wouldn't be alone like that. You sighed and looked up at the sky. Black clouds were gathering, it was going to rain very soon. You hoped that Ludwig will come back before it starts raining but a few seconds later you saw that it was already drizzling. Just a minute later it was already raining heavily. You could guess that Ludwig won't be very happy.More Like This
You stayed at the window hoping he would appear soon. It continued raining in the same way for another 15 minutes and he was still nowhere. Of course, he would never skip his training, weather never mattered to him. So you waited and waited. It took a while when you finally noticed him arriving. You smiled, grabbed a towel and went to the door.
"Welcome back." You said in the moment he entered the house and
2p!England x Reader: Twisted Fairytales 1WARNING! This chapter contains a bit of violence, and... well... If you're reading a 2p, you should know by now. May not be appropriate for smallish children!More Like This
You sat down on one of the stumps in the woods and put your head in your hands. So lost…
Your father had sent you to chop some firewood, because that ego-tastic moron refused to buy a heater. He made it clear that you were only allowed to chop up stumps, because he didn’t want dead wood and he couldn’t bear the thought of killing a tree.
You decided not to tell him where paper came from. That idiot.
You sighed, straightening up and stretching. Maybe it wasn’t so bad that you had gotten lost. At least you wouldn’t have to deal with your frantic father for a while. Maybe you would even have an adventure or two. Picking up your axe, you started wandering again.
Surely you would find somebody who could help you get home, right?
Not paying attention to where you were going, you stumbled on a rock and fel
2p!AmericaXReader: An Ephemeral Resolution2p!AmericaXReader: An Ephemeral New Year’s resolutionMore Like This
“I’m gonna be in Hawaii during this vacation while the rest of you freeze your butts off!” Your friend Nene squealed with excitement.
The both of you were in PSAT, the last class of the day. Winter break was going to start but you didn’t wait for Christmas, you knew what you were going to get. You saw your father, dressed as Santa putting present under the tree and heard him muttering about getting you two new sweaters and a new phone, your first one. You were somewhat of a loner and when you tried to make friends you froze up and fainted. It was a miracle that you became friends with Nene; so it never occurred to your parents to buy you phone. Though this time you planned to ask him out, Alfred F. Jones, the bad boy of the school, and you won’t let your shyness get in the way.
Little did you know the same person had a New Year’s resolution of asking you out.
Alfred F. Jones or Al as h
Never Getting Back Together Ch 3: 2P!CanadaXReaderYou grimaced. You were at one of Alfred's parties for the first time in almost an entire year. You had been dragged along by Elizaveta to get dolled up. You were too depressed to argue with her. You hadn't been alone with Mark since the moment Mark saved you from the cold and your own stupidity. You hadn't even got to thank him. He never came back that night, or the following day. The only reason you knew he beat up Francis was because a picture was sent to you of Francis' bruised face. It made your stomach squirm like live snakes but you decided to go home shortly afterwards, unwilling to stay the night again in the middle of the woods. You did send a response text, telling him where he could find your house and where the spare key was.More Like This
You had tried to stay up and wait for him but every night you would fall asleep on the couch. You would wake up in your bed, neatly tucked in but to an empty house. At least it was a sign that he had been there. Mark would always leave you before you c
2p!Americax1p!England Paper PlaneAs Arthur was walking to school he usually took the long route to get there. Wake up at 5am and then walk there because if he used his quiet expensive car it would be keyed. He never understood why people didn't like him. In middle school everyone didn't seem to mind him and he actually had friends. But when high school came about they all just left him to do things like sports. Which Arthur didn't seem to mind .Once he entered the school he went over to the cafeteria and sat down doing his homework since no one was around to torment him. When seven came around he would sneak off to the band hall to do it.More Like This
Alfred was the school bully. He enjoyed causing pain to others. Name calling, beatings, you name it, he enjoyed it. In reality he did because he had problems, but when he hurt others he felt such power that he had never felt before, it became like a drug. When he entered the school he spotted Arthur sneaking of to the band hall. He decided to get his high power now.
When Arthur was s
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You sat in the window seat looking out at the snow. It snowed an awful lot lately. And you being the country of (country's name) you were/weren't used to it. You let out an exasperated sigh and looked down at your now swollen stomach. You were about 6 months pregnant and married to the nation known as Lithuania. Although you called him Toris, his human name. You two had been married for roughly about 3 years now after he pleaded with Russia to let him. Little did you know what Russia had in store for poor Toris for the price of marrying you. It had taken a big toll on him. Russia was a big nation who had control over Lithuania, Estonia, and Latvia. He was a cruel man behind his childlike exterior. Poor Toris got the brute force of it since he is the oldest of the three. Russia would take him into a back room and beat him till he was bruised with the lead pipe.
Suddenly there was a loud bang that interrupted your thoughts further, indicating Toris was home and it was not a good da
Obsession 2p!EnglandXReaderHe walked through the crowded streets, his footsteps light, the bright sunlight shinning down on his strawberry blond hair. He stopped for a moment, his bright blue eyes scanning the area, though it was hardly necissarry; he could have walked there with his eyes shut, he knew the way so well.More Like This
His blue orbs rested on a small, comfy looking cafe that just seemed to make everything look a little brighter. He smiled, but it wasn't his usual crazed, sadistic smile he had plastered to his face whenever he played his game of cat and mouse; it was a true, genuine smile of happiness.
He walked over to the cafe and opened the door, inviting himself inside. It was rather cozy and warm, the smell of freshly baked bread in the air. He paused to deeply inhale the delicious smell; although he prefered cupcakes, the bread did smell rather tasty.
A small bell rung when he stepped inside, alerting you to his presence. A wide grin spread across your face. "Hello, Artie!" Of course you knew his name; the
HE'S THE FATHER?! (2p England x reader) 3You sat there in silence for a moment. Thinking about what Arthur had said. Moveing in with him WOULD make it seem like he was the father....More Like This
"Alright Arthur me and Florentine will move in with you." You agrred.
" Florentine?" He and Michell both gave you funny looks.
"Thats what I decided to call her Florentine, louis, Kikrland. Hey! Dont give me that look! Im her mother so I get to name her!" You glared at Michell who gave you a questioning look.
"Well I think it great love." Arthur said smiling. He gave you a gentel kiss on the forhead.
"Hey! Hey! Dont go acting like were married now Arthur." You said in a teasing way. Arthur just laughed and kissed your head again.
"I know love but I need to get into my fatherly mood now dont I?"
"Sure, sure, You and your lame excuses." You replyed.
Michell looked at the two of you bichering away like an old couple. Maybe this could work.
(Le time skip~
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You watched the flames, you could smell the burning scent of fear and agony. You made several attempts to scream, but your voice was washed out by endless yelling from the firemen around you.
"Someone! Help! Please!" Tears rushed into your sockets.
You heard a loud cracking noise, followed by a bang, and the house before you collapsed into nothingness in the flames.
"No!" the six year old you screamed, "Mommy and Daddy are still in there!"
You fell to your knees, held onto your teddy for dear life, and screamed your cries for your parents.
But that, that was twelve years ago. It's interesting how one event can change the course of your life forever.
You sat absentmindedly at your desk and fought the urge to fall asleep. You told yourself again and again to sleep earlier every morning but that attempt always failed when you saw the piles of unfinished work you loaded for yourself on your desk.
You had a dream. You wanted to go to ________ (colla
Zombietalia EnglandXReader 1December 17th, 6:45More Like This
I think God hates me, I really do. If there really is some divine force, then he likes to play tricks on me- and has a twisted sense of humor. Because if this is His idea of a joke, he really needs to get His priorities straight.
Try to guess the situation I'm in. Go on, take a wild fucking guess. Have you guessed? Well, at the moment, I'm trying to avoid getting my ass ripped off by a bunch of zombies.
My current location? The bathroom in the back of a hard liquor store.
Wasn't exactly what you were think, was it? Well, I can tell this'll take a minute to explain, but seeing as I have more than enough time on my hands, I might as well:
This all started as I drove in my car, excited as hell as I drove to my boyfriend's house. It was Friday, which meant pasta with tomato sauce dinner, just the two of us.
Grinning broadly, I got out of my car, opening his door and proceeding towards the living room. Can you guess what I
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"Uhh " Alfred groaned. "[Name] "
"Yes Alfred?" you asked placing the tray of chicken soup on his bedside table. You were taking care of one of the most powerful countries in the world, your best friend and crush America, or as you knew him, Alfred F. Jones.
"I don't feel so good " Yes one of the strongest countries in the world had a man cold.
"Awww poor Alfie," you cooed to him. "Do you want some chicken soup? It'll help you get rid of this nasty cold." You pushed his bangs out of his face as you tried to coax him to eat. He groaned pitifully in response. You put your hand on his forehead to check his temperature and sighed. It was still hot. "Wait here, okay? I'm going to get a wet cloth."
"Don't go," Alfred said as he held onto the bottom of your shirt. He looked up at you with puppy dog eyes and your heart melted.
"Don't worry," you said giving him a small kiss on the forehead. "I'll just be gone a minute. You can even time me if y
PrussiaxReader Mommy and DaddyPrussiaxReaderMore Like This
Mommy and Daddy
The little yellow chick chirped happily from its advantage point in your hair. Ever since two days ago when you found it dragging a broken wing, it hadn't left your side. You had taken it home to bandage it up, like the animal lover you were. You had attached a splint to its wing and bandaged it in scraps of cloth you had left over from your small business of stuffed animal making. You were very gentle with it and it trusted you, you had easily figured that out after the first time you held it after you were done with your healing magic.
The small bird had walked up your arm to your shoulder. You had thought it would be satisfied there, but you were wrong. Using its beak and feet it climbed up the side of your head and snuggled into your [color] hair. It was like you had become its mother or something.
As you made your way down the hallway to the weekly meeting for every country in this freakin' war, you heard voices. You crept closer towards the door and
CIRL IcelandxReader"Ah-Ah ..AH-CHOO!!!" You sniffled and grabbed a tissue. You'd caught a cold the other day and it had quickly progressed to the point of leaving you practically bed-ridden. You were beyond miserable and were really wishing that someone lived with you or at least that someone would stop by and see if you were still alive so that you didn't have to move every time you needed something.More Like This
Reaching for another tissue, your hand met air and you groaned. That was the second box in as many days. And if this box was empty, that meant you'd have to go to the store and get more. You wanted to cry. You could barely stand without feeling exhausted. And now you'd have to go driving and walking around a grocery store. Wonderful.
You would've screamed into your pillow, but that would only make your already aching head hurt even worse. So instead, you tightly wrapped a blanket around yourself and slowly shuffled out of bed. Grasping onto furniture and the walls, you inched your way out of your bedro
Um... [Norway x Reader]It was a calm morning. The birds were chirping in the trees, and the grass was swaying gently in the breeze. Then sun's rays were making their way through the white curtains, reflecting off the screen of Lukas's laptop.More Like This
Which was on his desk, in his room. And you knew very well that you weren't supposed to go in Lukas's room, let alone watch YouTube on his laptop. But it was just so shiny!
The "Party in Sweden's Pants" video was addicting. You were currently watching it for the tenth time. But it was kind of getting old now, so you decided to look around in Lukas's files for pictures.
So, you plugged in your headphones and began spinning around in Lukas's fancy desk chair. "Bwahahahahahahahaha!" you laughed evilly. You continued to do this for another twenty seconds, but then ran out of air and started choking. Karma is relentless. "Oh yeah..." you said under your breath. You had almost forgotten your objective!
Find dirty pictures on Lukas's laptop. It would b
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You were in German class being that it was the last class of the day, you were drawing a picture of your German teacher, his name was Mr. Beilschmidt. And indeed you had a major crush on this teacher, it wasn't wrong that you had a crush on this teacher it was the fact that his German accent well Prussian as what he call it made you shiver, his red eyes burning with passion, his sliver hair as shiny as ever, and those lips his lips were so perfect you imagine that you were feeling his lips with yours. Oh how one day that maybe just maybe he can return the feeling you felt. As you continue to draw your teacher, you hadn't notice that he was standing right in front of you. You heard nothing, you were afraid to look up.
"Miss_____________ may I remind you that this isn't art class, its German now hand that piece of paper to me" you didn't denied it, but you felt embarrass that this happen to you. As you gave the teacher your paper, he then walk up his desk and place the paper in
Japan x Reader: Pokemon CardsืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืืMore Like This
You glanced up from your current activity of shuffling all your homework around in your binder. You had just gotten settled down into homeroom, and were just trying to get organized for the day.
"Yeah, Kiku?" you replied, turning around in your chair to greet your Japanese friend behind you. You grinned at him. He seemed to be shuffling something around under his desk also.
"Can you come here for a second?" he asked softly. You scooted out of your seat and went to kneel next to his desk. He opened a smaller binder of his own, and the two of you leaned over it.
"Rook, this is my Pikachu correction."
The binder was totally full of Pokemon cards! There were holographics, Japanese ones, old and rare ones, special editions, Pikachu, Pichu, and Raichu galore...
Your [e/c] eyes sparkled as you flipped through the binder. "Kiku, this is an amazing collection! I'm so jealous!" you exclaimed. He smiled.
"Yes, I thought you woul
Romano x Reader - Everything's AlrightI lay in my bed, staring hard at the ceiling before me. My eyes briefly glance towards the alarm clock. It's already 3:00AM and I'm still wide awake. I'll have to get up in three and a half hours for school too. I wonder if I'll be able to survive the day. It's been four nights in a row that I've had difficulty falling asleep. I mean, I'm tired and everything, but sleep continues to evade me. There's just too much on my mind right now, and my shoulders and heart feel weighted.More Like This
I turn to my side for the umpteenth time and pull the covers closer to my chin. My eyelids close themselves, but I don’t actually fall asleep. Everything...Everything's just bothering me right now. My grandmother's in the hospital and my mom refuses to tell me any more than that; my siblings got into a quarrel recently and still refuse to talk to each other; my dad's sick but he's still forcing himself to go to work. ...And then there's school. I have so many assignments due; I feel as though my friends are
RomanoxReader~Request"And that is why I like tom-WHAAAA ROMANO WHAT IS THIS?!?" Spain cried, snapping the young child from his nap. His brown hair muffled over his face before he blew it back, the little curl on the right side of his head perked back up. Sitting there looking dumb, Spain finally shook his head at the large mess on the ground.More Like This
The girl that was with him, (Frist name) (last name), was quite astonished at the sight, but also felt a little bad for Spain. She had asked him to help pick out the 'best' tomatoes at the farmers market, and he delightfully took of the opportunity, and left little Romano at home. Only to discover..
"Bastard. You left me!" the little cried, kicking a empty can across the floor, making a pouty face. (Your name) tried to hold in the giggles that wanted to come out, but she knew Spain didn't deserve this. The poor child was left at home with chores, and being lazy as he was, made a mess instead.
"Not THAT long!" Spain was scanning around the room looking at all the error
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The forest was full of special characters. All of the people and animals living there had unique powers. There were one or two snakemen, a few werewolves, one or two stray mages, and even a vampire. You thought you had met everyone in the forest after coming to visit nearly every day for the past few years, but one day you were asked about someone else. You had been spending time with Arthur, one of the first snakemen…
“Hey, (f/n), did you meet everyone? It ssseemsss that sssomeone needsss to be graccced with your friendship,” he told you. “You are the only human who hasss accepted usss. Without you, we would all be gone. I think he isss about to give up.”
“Who’s this he? I thought I had met all of you, Arthur,” you replied, looking up from helping him pull dead leaves and muck from his scales.
“Kiku, one of the kitsssune,” he replied absently. His forked tongue flicked out quick
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"Come on, (Name)!" I shouted to my girlfriend. We were on vacation in the tropics down south. We both loved hiking with a passion and I wanted to show her a place I came to with my family. I stood tall and proud at the top of a roaring waterfall, the water rushing down to splash into a deep pool at the bottom.
“I'm coming! Slow down, Al," she said laughing. I smiled fondly at her. Even though she was sweaty and tired, she was still beautiful in my eyes; I loved her. Breathing heavily, she continues climbing up the steep slope. Finally, she reaches the top and looks down at the water rushing past us.
“Wow,” she said loudly over the sound of the waterfall, “It’s so beautiful up here.” We stood on one of the banks of the fast-flowing river, watching the water rush and tumble down. The trees were alive with the sounds of birds and bugs, screeching and chirping in the light of the afternoon sun. We dropped our backpacks down
SpainxReader- HeartstringsYou watch as the fingers of Antonio's right hand move smoothly across the metal strings of the guitar. His left hand moves back and forth, using his pick to strum the beautiful Spanish guitar. His forest green eyes are closed and he is completely enveloped in his instrumental magic. You listen intently to every sound, loving the music even though you couldn't even begin to comprehend how to play a guitar yourself. You close your eyes, swaying along with the sounds of the guitar. After a minute or so, it fades away and the world is strangely silent. You open (e/c) eyes to see Antonio staring at you, smiling ever so slightly.More Like This
"Did you like the music, chica?"
You nod silently, too embarrassed knowing he was watching you swaying along as he played the guitar to speak.
"Do you know how to play?"
You shake your head.
"Would you like to learn?"
You nod emphatically, eyes bright with anticipation.
Antonio laughs, making your heart soar. "Alright then." He pats the ground next to him, "Come her
AmericaXReader-4th of July (According to America)"Where are we going?" Your six year old daughter asked you.More Like This
"We're having a picnic, Annabel, remember? Daddy's waiting for us up the hill." You held her little hand, making sure she didn't trip up the slope.
"Why is Daddy on a hill?"
"Because we have a surprise for you, and we need to be high up to see it." You told her kindly.
"Oh!" She skipped a little, looking around at the daisies scattered over the grass. The sun cast a warm glow around you as it faded into the coast line.
"Up here, guys!" a familiar voice called out.
Looking up, you could see the silhouette of Alfred against the purple and orange sky. A grill and picket basket were set up beside him.
"Hi, honey." You kissed him on the cheek, setting Annabel down on the checkered blanket.
"Hey! Food's ready!" He set down a plate of hot dogs and returned your kiss. "Let's eat, y'all!"
"What are we celebrating?" Annabel asked, hands curled around a giant slice of watermelon.
"The day your awesome dad-o became independent of
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-1 Day Before-
You watched as America carried box upon box upon box of Christmas decorations with little trouble. You decided to put the tree up late because you didn’t want the cat messing with the ornaments.
“America, are you sure you don’t want my help?” You asked, following him.
“I got this, babe!” He insisted as though you’d asked more than once. He put them in the living room, by the tree he had went out and cut down himself. He looked at the tree, almost as if envisioning what it would look like. You found out he was when he looked at you and said, “All right, (name), let’s get started. I know exactly what we’re going to do.”
You helped America put the ornaments and tinsel and such on the tree. The lights were put on first and then everything else followed. It was looking really good, but it was off. Something was missing. You looked at the tree, trying to figure out what it was
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The smoke alarm went off and Alfred came running into the kitchen and scooped Rosa up
"You bloody wanker! Put me down!" She protested, blushing
"I'm here to save you from the fire! Impressed yet?" He asked, smirking
"Quite frankly, no ... I was more impressed with the contents of my handkerchief the last time I blew my nose ..." She said sarcastically
"Oh, come on Rosa! Gimme a chance!" He said, laughing
"Put me down ... I only burned the toast ... it's no big deal" She grumbled
A little disappointed, Alfred put her down and she looked at the floor, as red as a ripe apple and went back to the stove, throwing the burned toast in the bin. Alfred sighed
"I'll ... just go then, shall I?" He said, his voice shaking
"So long" She said
He shed a little tear and left. She looked up and sighed
"What a prat ... I'm older than he is" She muttered angrily
She blushed as she tidied up the mess. Suddenly, she slipped and let out a small yelp of surprise. Within seconds, Alfred came in and caught her
2P!Canada x Reader x 2P!AmericaMore Like This
Gracefully you walked through the high school hallways. Though class had started about 15 minutes ago, you just skipped. It was Monday, so you just didn't feel like going to class today. As you walked around, you heard several voices, so you hid by a corner. Thinking it might be the teachers looking for you.
You peeked around the corner and saw the high school bullies. Matthew and Alfred. They walked and talked, walking in your direction. Those two kind of scared you, and you've heard the rumors of what they do to people.
They then noticed you watching them. "Hey! Why are you watching us?!" Alfred yelled, and instantly you turned and ran away. Hearing Matthew shout from behind you, "Come back here!" He said, sounding angry. You ignored them and ran to your locker, quickly putting in the combo and climbing inside.
You then closed the door and watched through the vent of your locker. You heard their voices coming closer and froze, covering your mouth. "Where did she go?" Alf
(Request) 2P!CanadaXBullied!Reader: Always there(Request) 2P!CanadaXBullied!Reader: Always thereMore Like This
You sighed as you grabbed your bag and left the house. Off to school. Oh, how you hated school... Today was your first day of highschool, but you were pretty sure “they” wouldn’t change their behaviour towards you. Somehow, you had always been the bullied one, the lonely one. The one that nobody cared about, the one that was forgotten. But you didn’t mind that, as long as they’d leave you alone, but they never did. When they did notice you, smirks would appear on their faces, making you back away with fear. And then the words would come, the words that you dreaded the most. Telling you you were worthless, useless, ugly, fat, stupid... And you had ended up believing them. You thought it was true. Well, how could you not? You hadn’t heard anything else since your friend had moved away. Your only friend... He had moved away in 5th grade, leaving you all alone. Making friends had never been your thi
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Uh, uh, some deep shit, uh, uh
Momma please stop cryin, I can't stand the sound
Your pain is painful and its tearin' me down
I hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my bed
I told dad you didn't mean those nasty things you
This was how it happened and please don't blame anyone for this. It wasn't anyone's fault, but I somehow blame myself for starting it. Alfred and I were wondering what mama and papa were doing so we asked them. We waited till they let us in. We gathered in the room as mama told us stories about their childhood together.
You fight about money, bout me and my brother
And this I come home to, this is my shelter
It ain't easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, you'll see
I don't want love to destroy me like it has done
I think I had said something wrong but in a matter of minutes my brother and also known as my boyfriend, Alfred also known as America and our dad began fighting. I sat on the bed watching them fight.
Heart of GoldMore Like This
Matthew Williams has moved quiet a lot for his age. At an early age his mother and father divorced, leaving a torn Matthew. He'd alternate between the houses every few weeks or so with his brother Alfred. Not too long after his mother and father's divorce. His father, had died in a horrible car accident. Which left him to live with his brother Alfred and his mother Alice.
For a good majority of Matthew's life he had been ignored. People would act like he was completely invisible. Even his own brother would forget he existed. The self proclaimed hero would always steal the attention away from the shy blonde.
His father happened to be the only person that would acknowledge little Matthew. The Frenchman would always joke and claim it was because Matthew looked so much like him. That wasn't true though, Matthew had always been seen in his father's eyes regardless of looks.
His father had even given Matthew his first stuffed toy. It was a medium sized polar bear, it's fluffy fur was white
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Serina stood completely still, unsure of what her best decision would be. She looked to her left. It was the dead end of the alleyway. To her right, was the police station, but she knew she could never make it there without them catching her. Serina pressed her back against the cold stone of the building and hoped, she'd make it out alive. She shut her eyes and waited for the worst.
"Hey you! What the hell-"
Serina hear the sound of bones crunching and opened her eyes. Feliciano was right in front of her! And he'd kicked one of the goons in the mouth, and judging by the sound, broken his jaw. Ouch. Wait, no. This wasn't Feliciano. His hair was chocolate brown, and his eyes tinted green. He grabbed her hand and yelled, "Come on, ragazza!" His voice was way deeper than Feliciano's. Yeah, this definitely was not him. Serina turned to look just in time to see the other two goons in pursuit. This man who looked like Feliciano, was much faster than
England. Gun shot.Hello.More Like This
My name is Arthur Kirkland.
Though no one ever calls me that.
The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland; My official name, a jumble of useless vowels and consonants that no one bothers to remember. They don’t even call me that.
England, Britain, Brit, Limey…
Names aren’t important anyways. Look at me! I’m rambling about useless information.
Let’s start again. If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it proper.
My name is Arthur Kirkland.
I go by various titles, but Arthur is a particular favorite of mine I save for special circumstances.
The only people I have ever let call me Arthur are my younger brothers. My older brothers did it without even asking.
I hate them. My older brothers, they were monstrous. Everyone who ever took care of me were horrible.
I’m not trying to sound unthankful, believe me, I’m not. I’m sure they really did love me. Deep down.
They were terrible at expressing it.
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My name is Alfred F. Jones.
And I’m the hero!
At least, I always thought I was.
Now… Now I’m not so sure.
I can’t even save myself…
Heh, what am I doing? I’m WAY too easily distracted!
Gimme a sec, I’ll start over.
My name is Alfred F. Jones.
And I’m the hero!
But sometimes, I can’t help but feel like I’m just screwing everything up.
The F in my name stands for Freedom.
…Freedom to what?
It rolls around in my head, constantly, shoving itself down my throat.
Everything I fought for.
Everything I worked for.
Aren’t heroes supposed to save people?
Why couldn’t I save the people in the World Trade Center?
Why couldn’t I protect Hawaii from Japan?
Why did those runners in Boston have to get hurt?
All those innocent people…
And all because I stuck my nose in the wrong place.
All I have done is to try and help!
And so many innocent people die.
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My name is M-Matthew Williams…
Not like you’ll remember, so what does it matter? I bet you’ve forgotten my name already.
How many times have I had to remind people?
I-I’m Canada. Matthew.
It’s not even a hard name. It’s not like I’m asking you to remember all that much.
You could call me Matt, if you’d like.
But you won’t even bother to remember that…
It’s one syllable. It’s not that hard, is it?
Oh, maple, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to be so rude.
Let me… Um, let me start over.
Hi. My name is M-Matthew Williams.
I have a pet polar bear names Kumajirou.
If you could even call him a pet…
I’m pretty sure the only reason he stays with me is because I feed him. He doesn’t even know who I am! He barely remembers my name…
If I had a penny for every “who?” that came out of his mouth, I’d be a millionare.
Ah! I did it again…
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“Alfred, don't surprise me like that...”
“Who're you looking at?”
Arthur turned around and shushed his step-brother. “Will you keep quiet?”
“Why're you looking at that loser? (name)'s a nobody, just plain and useless.”
Arthur watched helplessly from the window down to the schoolgrounds as a jock pushed her down and her bag was emptied and people stomped over her things.
They laughed at the (h/c) haired, (e/c) eyed girl and left her then.
She stood up, shaking terribly, and collected her mostly destroyed belongings.
Alfred laughed loudly as he too watched her. “See! She doesn't even defend herself. What a loser, not even standing up for herself...”
Arthur drowned out his voice, sadly looking after the disappearing form of the bullied (name).
He remembered her from before. When they were still kids, Arthur was often misunderstood and ran away into the forest. In th
Daddy!EnglandxMummy!Reader - Fireworks NightYou snuggled into the thickest, longest [f/c] scarf you had, gloved hands idly playing with its woollen tassels. Somehow, you had been lumbered with responsibility of guarding your table, with the specific instruction to 'ensure other sods don't go pinching it'.More Like This
By table, it was actually some rickety old wooden bench that had seen better days. Over the years you had spent living in the English countryside, you'd learned that all benches in beer gardens were of a similar condition. But still, it was better than having to stand for hours with the other spectators that had come to the Queen's Head for the fireworks display. And with at least another good half an hour's wait until it all started, you were more content being bored at a table, rickety or no, than to be bored and with leg ache.
Despite it being seven o clock on a Monday night, the whole establishment was full of eager families and patrons crowding together for the festivities, fireworks night -
England x Reader - HighwaymanMore Like This
You were riding in a horse-drawn carriage with your father. You had been quiet for most of the journey
"What's wrong, dear?" He asked
"Father, I'm in love ... but you'd never let me marry him" You replied
"Is this about that Kirkland boy again?" He asked angrily
"Y-yes ..." You mumbled
"For the last time, he's a servant boy. He works in the kitchen ... what on earth possessed you to develop feelings for him?" He asked
"He's ... so nice ... and he's funny" You replied
"He has a foul mouth and he's a bad influence on you. Stay out of the kitchens from now on" He said
"No!" He growled
Suddenly you heard a gun shot and the carriage came to a halt
"Stand and deliver!" came a shout
"Oh crap, it's a highwayman!" your father grumbled
For you, this was exciting because you had heard about them, but never seen one. You looked out of the coach window and saw a pair of familiar green eyes looking at you. He was wearing a mask and black clothing ... and he was riding a white stallion
England X Reader Late Fall MorningsIt was the typical late fall morning. A very light layer of snow covered the ground, warning that winter was fast approaching.More Like This
You had stayed at your boyfriend's house for the night. His warm body next to you, it made you drowsy. As your eyes almost closed again the thought of your parents and what they would say if you weren't home in the morning. They didn't know you stayed at your boyfriend's house most weekends.
Forcing yourself up and out of bed you clumsily looked for your clothes. The only light was the first rays of dawn.
Arthur must have noticed that your body was no longer next to his. "Love, what are doing." He sounded tired.
"I'm trying to hurry up and get home." You explained as you continued to look for your jeans
"Just come back to bed." The Brit pleaded.
Sharply you turned to him. "Usually your pushing me out the door before I can put on my shirt. Your scared my dad would hurt you if he ever found out that I've been spending the night at your house, remember?" You stare
England X Reader || Marry Your DaughterArthur shook a bit out of nervousness. After all, he was going to propose to the love of his life, _______, WHILE her father watched him. "Sir, I'm a bit nervousMore Like This
about being here today. I'm still not real sure what I'm going to say, so bare with me please if I take up too much of your time. "
He held the tune in his head, pretending he was singing those words he said, but they weren't lies. In fact, they perfectly described his situation right now. He sang softly
"See in this box is a ring for your oldest.
She's my everything and all that I know is
It would be such a relief if I knew that we were on the same side
Cause very soon I'm hoping that I... "
"Can marry your daughter
And make her my wife
I want her to be the only girl that I love for the rest of my life
And give her the best of me 'til the day that I die, yeah
I'm gonna marry your princess
And make her my queen
She'll be the most beautiful bride that I've ever seen
I can't wait to smile
When she walks down the ais
Hetalia~ the Death TheoryBirth Theory: linkMore Like This
OK, so for me (or the others?), the concept of death for countries is very confusing. I mean, people say they're immortal, but they could get wounded too. See, in one episode, The Allies captured Italy and Germany. One of them pointed a gun at Italy, saying that he'll shoot if he doesn't fill him up on info. If the countries really were immortal, then Italy wouldn't have minded them shooting his head off. But instead, he didn't want to, rambling all he knew about Germany.
So to try and avoid confusion, I proposed a death theory:
Countries, after all, are immortal. But not forever. There is only one factor that triggers vulnerability:
If the country is engaged in a major war or a major civil war, he/she becomes vulnerable. His/her defense, however, is a bi
Hetalia~ the Birth TheoryDeath Theory: linkMore Like This
Hello. As you may have known, I have proposed a Hetalia Death Theory. If they die, then another question may arise: are they born? Were they there from the very beginning? Were they just formed mysteriously?
I propose a birth theory:
There are no accounts about how countries were formed. Of course, it would practically be impossible for them to be formed by intercourse with two mortals as they are superior beings. While pondering for a while, I finally figured it out.
Yes, reincarnation. It means being reborn after death. But usually you have to pass certain factors before being reincarnated into an immortal being:
Having a pure nationality. Ex. Pure German, pure French, pure Italian etc.Having great and undying love for their homelandDied in battle/died while serving the country
2P!EnglandXReader You're MineCLANKMore Like This
The sound of metal hitting the floor brought you back to reality. You felt your head dizzy, you didn't remember what had happened in the last few minutes. It's like everything went black and that sound woke you up. You looked around you... it's your house, in the kitchen. You tried to recall what had you been doing earlier, but nothing came to mind. As you breathed heavily, something reeked of iron. It was so strong you covered your nose with your hand. When you did, you felt something wet and sticky from your hand. What is it? you thought. You uncovered your nose and you were really shocked when you turned your gaze toward the palm of your hands. They were tainted with blood... true blood.
You screamed hysterically. What?! What happened?!
You ran to the sink when your foot hit something and you fell to the floor. You yelped a bit as you had your elbow held you from falling completely. Wh-What is that? Yo
Knight!EnglandXPrincess!ReaderEnglandXReaderMore Like This
“You look so wonderful, Your Highness,” said one girl.
“I agree. No one will beat your beauty,” said another.
‘Really?’ you thought as you saw yourself in a full body mirror in front of you. You were wearing a very light orange dress down to your toes, matching arm length gloves, and other matching accessories. It’s a very simple dress. No cleavage shown, no sparkles, no corset and easy to walk in. It’s a very simple dress for a princess in a kingdom. Yes, you were a princess, the only princess of the kingdom and today you were to fulfill an invitation from neighbor kingdom to strengthen the relationship between kingdoms. Your father, the king, chose you to be the ambassador as you were turning 19. He hoped that by sending you there, you might be interested in some princes from other kingdoms and countries as well. Your father demanded that you had your prince when you turn 20 as he was getting old.
You would be happier if
Neko!Austria X ReaderIt was getting darker and darker every second as he laid there, staring at the sky awaiting for his death. All what he had, the fame, the luxuries his beautiful life came crashing down all so suddenly. He had walked for so long, finding someone to take him in, to care for him again. Stomach grumbling, hungry for food, body aching after walking for so long. Now, he just want to go away from this place, to heaven with no pain, no more tiny piece of hope left him hanging that someone will find him.More Like This
He was a prodigy, a rare cat with the ability to play piano. Someone found out his talent and revealed it to the world, and his life turned to the new light. Everything was wonderful, he always had his maid providing him with food, petting his fur everyday and a car to take him to every show. He was famous all over the world, everyone loved him, calling him a miracle, admiring him. All he had to do is practicing his piano skill to perfection. Life was good and peaceful that he wouldn't want
ATC: Merry BirthdayIt was snowing, you noticed drowsily. Outside was a slowly expanding expanse of white. You smiled softly to yourself and snuggled further into the cover of the bed, relishing the warmth your fiancee radiated.More Like This
Your movements caused the corporal to stir. He rolled over so that he faced you, opening his eyes sleepily and gazing at you expressionlessly.
"Good morning" You mouthed silently, raising a hand to his face and brushing away jet black bangs. This caused a sliver of a smile to appear on Rivaille's lips, small but enough to make your heart flutter.
A hand snaked around your waist, bringing you closer to the corporal's bare chest, which you snuggled into with a hum of approval.
The corporal slung an arm over his eyes with a sigh. You couldn't help but admire the defined biceps and muscles laying underneath his skin.
"What is it?" You asked, looking up.
Rivaille let out a small murmur, but before you could ask, your lifted his arm and glanced down at you.
Wasting Tea (Levi X Reader)Eren watched you with a pleading look, damn his cute puppy face, you sighed.More Like This
“What do you need me to do.” You hummed, knowing you would regret giving into the titan-shifters cuteness, only enhanced by a big eyed Armin behind him who the actual request was from.
“Could you take the Corporal some tea? Last time Armin made it... didn’t go well.” Eren started as Armin’s eyes seemed to water just from thinking of the incident when Levi had thrown him and his tea out of his office saying it taste like dirt.
You reached out a slender arm patting Armin gently on his head as he looked up at you somehow, despite you being one of the shortest in the Survey corps you even put Levi’s height to shame.
“Okay, Okay I will do it just don’t cry Armin.” You pinched his cheek slightly as he blushed smiling at you Eren patting you on the back as he left the kitchen with a wide grin on his face. Okay, better make some damn good tea or end up sweepi
CafeTalia X Reader - Japan "チケット、してください? ," you heard someone say. You turned around in the release area of the airport where they were giving out luggage in the airport. It was a uniformed lady that smiled patiently at you.More Like This
"Excuse me?," you asked.
"Ticket prease?," she said this time in English.
"Oh right!," you fumbled around with your favorite jacket to hand the nice lady your ticket for the signature or whatever.
"Arigatou-gozaimasu," you heard her thank you. Bowing your head, you took the ticket back after her inspection. Her head bowed as well, and she lead herself away to clear another person.
It had been a terribly awkward flight, you had been stuck in the middle seat between an old man and a talkative woman. It was terrible. Now, you were finally in Tokyo and able to visit the famous host cafés they h
Japan X Reader- Anime Pick Up LinesMore Like This
Japan X Reader- Anime Pick Up Lines
A/N- Yep… you bet… XD
I couldn’t help myself and it kinda seems what Japan would do… KINDA.
Warning- Kinda dirty references here. X’D ...More like really. XD I regret nothing. Absolutely nothing. X'D
Alfred was going over to Kiku’s for a surprise visit. Without even knocking or alerting Kiku to his presence, he entered Kiku’s Japanese styled house and stalked through the halls. Expecting nothing to be out of the ordinary, he was shocked when he heard two laughs, followed by a light masculine and Japanese accented voice.
“Hai, Hai. Ret’s see… Ah, I’ve got one! ‘You’re the only dirty thing I rike.’ Can you guess?” A feminine chuckle bounced off the walls and entered Alfred’s ears as he stopped walking
JapanXReader- A sea-rious crush.More Like This
A Sea-rious crush.
"Kiku...! Kiku-kun!" You called as you ran towards said person. You held your hat with your hand as you securely held a strap of your gym bag while you ran, not wanting to be late.
"Ah, ___-San, Ohayo." Kiku bowed to you politely as you appeared in front of him, panting from running.
"Mo...Morning, Kiku." You Panted as you calmed yourself from what seemed a mile from running, or so you though. You then looked up at him and gave him a smile. "How are you?"
"Very hot actuarry." He said fanning himself with one of his hand fans. "Today is a very hot day." he said looking above to the blue sky, the blazing sun leaving no survivors.
"Yeah." You said, fanning yourself with your hand. "It's going to be really hot today. A perfect day for the beach!" you said as you gave a small excited jump.
"Hai." He agreed with you, grabbing his bag from the floor beside him.
You then looked on both sides to Kiku. You felt like someone, some people, were missing!
Japanxreader: Heating upYou groaned as another bead of sweat trickled down the side of your face, and dropped the pencil in your hand that you were using to draw with. You simply couldn't work in this heat.More Like This
You were currently in your room, and the temperature in there was at least 92 degrees, if not higher. The reason, was because it happened to be the middle of summer, and the air conditioning had decided today would be a GREAT time to break down. Your parents were out of town too, so they couldn't do anything about it either.
You turned to your best friend, Kiku Honda, who just happened to be spending the night tonight. Kiku was seated against the wall, cross-legged, seeming to be reading a manga book that you owned. He looked almost as bad as you did, soaking with sweat and looking about ready to fall over. You felt really bad for him. I mean, your room was usually warm, so you've become more adapt at withstanding heat, but he most likely hadn't, and unfortunately he was stuck here, being it was at least 2
Japan x Reader - Overburdened "Kiku?" You muttered, eyes opening slowly as you felt someone crawl into the double futon mattress with you. You turned to look at your husband as he laid down on his side of the futon.More Like This
"Ah, sorry (F/n)-chan." Kiku said. "Did I wake you up?" You glanced at the digital clock on your nightstand, eyes narrowing as you noted the clock said 2:00 am. Maybe you were hallucinating. You rubbed your eyes and pinched yourself for good measure.
"Kiku!" You said, turning over in your bed to look at your husband while trying to stifle a yawn. "Do you know how late it is?" However, Kiku was already beginning to doze off; his eyes drooping as he tried to stay awake.
"Yes." He murmured. "Sorry." You sighed, closing your eyes.
"Just go to sleep." You muttered.
"おやすみなさい ." Kiku replied.
"Good night." You replied, moving closer to him and wrapping you arm
Election? JapanxReaderMore Like This
"Kiku, I'm home!" You called to your japanese husband, taking off your shoes and putting them to the side. You placed your keys and purse (if you have one) on the table before looking around.
"I'm in here _______." your husband replied, you noticed the bathroom light on. He must be getting ready to go somewhere.
"Where are you going dear?" you asked, hoping he'd step out of the room looking spiffy, and you'd kiss his cheek and go on your merry way.
"I have an errection today."
Your face dropped. What did he just say?
"What did you say?" you said exactly.
Your husband stepped out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth and both hands fixing his tie.
"I have an errection today _________. Didn't you hear me?"
Trying not to make it look awkward, you scanned him. He..did..have..a....pants problem? Lets just say that.
"Oh..okay.." there was a short pause.
"Do we rearry have to do this right n-" suddenly he stopped. His face slowly b
Japan x Reader: Secret Stash~ (Extended Ending)More Like This
A soft squeak from a Union Jack Mini echoed around the neighbourhood as it made an abrupt stop at a Japanese-styled house. The once roaring engine was turned off and a figure emerged out of the small car and into the open.
“If this isn’t proof that this house belongs to Kiku then I don’t know what is…” An English accent mumbled to himself, locking his car behind him and walking towards the front door of the house, holding a notebook in his hand.
Once he had arrived in front of the door, he knocked three times and waited for someone to answer. When no footsteps were heard inside, the blonde-haired man reluctantly over his better judgement, opened the door and slowly entered the house, looking around the hallway for his black-haired friend.
The Englishman, better known as Arthur Kirkland, walked down the hallway, calling out for his comrade’s attention. “Kiku? It’s me, Arthur. You left your notebook at the meeting and I came t
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - The TalkMore Like This
”Did they send me daughters
when I asked for sons?” – Mulan
[f\n] held her head between her hands; rocking her body back and forth while she waited for whatever punishment she would receive (because there wasn’t a single chance that she would walk Scott free of something like this). The facts simply didn’t add inside her jumbled thoughts. She went for her swimming training. She had nearly drowned with the extra amount of clothing she had insisted on wearing. And somewhere between the lack of oxygen that had most likely killed the last two functioning brain cells that possibly existed inside that thick skull she had and the near death experience... The girl and general Beilschmidt kissed.
Well, not exactly.
Their lips had touched, sure, but that was because he had performed CPR on her. And she… Okay, maybe her not so innocent unconscious mind of a pure maiden had decided to take advantage of the situation. So things became more lik
Prussia x Reader - Who Needs Love?More Like This
It was strange. This being, this ancient being, one who had seen war and carnage, bathed in blood and bled tears… he could become so infatuated because of a single human. A mere mortal girl. The nation, the now dissolved Kingdom of Prussia, he had seen many pretty women. Beautiful hair, beautiful eyes, rich, poor, royalty, servants, the nicest smiles, the prettiest personalities. And yet, this one child had his heart beating fast, had him blushing whenever she grinned. It was unbecoming of an awesome nation like him!
But there was nothing he could do. He could not ease his breathing nor calm his heart. It was as if she had cast a spell on him and frankly, he didn’t mind so much.
(Name). The word rolled off his tongue with ease, made a soft shiver crawl up his spine. But she never noticed. It was an unrequited love. She was the Italian nations’ secretary and they both would have already captured her affections. Doesn
What should I get her? (China x Reader)More Like This
"It's a week before Christmas and I still don't know what to get (Name)," I complained to my little brothers.
"Why don't you spy on her or something," Leon suggested while reading a manga.
"That's perfect," I exclaimed while jumping out of my seat.
"How?," Yong Soo asked.
"Well remember when you guys were little and wanted to dress me up like a girl..." I stated.
They both got a devilish look in their eyes and the next thing I knew Yong Soo was doing my hair while Leon picked out my clothes.
They had me wearing this.
"On second I think this is a bad idea," I said trying to take the dress off.
"Well it's too late now," Leon replied while pushing me out the door.
"And remember to make your accent thicker like you've just got here a month ago and not living in America for five years," Yong Soo called out to me.
So I'm on my way to (Name)'s bakery and there
Android!America x Scientist!Reader: Overcome Ch. 1More Like This
"If we can store music on a compact disc. Why can't we store a man's intelligence's and personality on one?"
I stop the recording of Mr. Johnson's tapes. I glance through the window of the operation office. The scientists were working on The Genetic Lifeform and Disk Operating System. AKA GLaDOS. It seems one of the cores we stuck on her to keep her in line malfunctioned. My Co-Worker and fellow reasearch scientist Arthur Kirkland walks back into the office. Looking back through the glass as I was.
"The Wheatley core seemed to be completely rejected." he sighed.
I look up at the Brit. The Wheatley core was used to simplify GLaDOS. Making her less intelligent.
"Maybe this is one of those signs Rattmann has been warning us about." I said turning back to my computer screen. Arthur scoffed. "The bloody git truly doesn't see the vision going into this project." I mentally sigh at his comment. I don't blame Rattmann. This whole project was giving me a huge weird vibe. Like I should back out
Romano X Sick!Child!ReaderMore Like This
Romano X Sick!Child!Reader
Lovino couldn't believe what he had been told. He knew his wife had been sick, but sick enough to die during childbirth? Not even an hour into labor?
His face was pale, and his stomach felt so heavy he thought he might throw up. His throat went dry, and he became light headed. He had to lean against the pristine hospital wall to balance himself, then had to sit down.
His delicate love was gone. She now left a gaping hole inside of him. As he was lead to where her body was, he couldn't help but to forget that he did have a daughter now.
Feliciano sadly patted his older brother's back as Lovino broke down, crying and not caring what others thought of him. He held the cold hand of his dead spouse, kissing her still face and pouring his love for her through jumbled phrases.
With the emptiness now occupying his heart, and a tear stained face, Lovino took one last look at
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Thank you for enjoying my first Papa! series, Papa!GermanyxChild!Reader! I hope you enjoy this one as much as the other one! C:
Is it already this time of day? The dim thought echoes through the small mind of a little child. She walks down the darkening streets of the relatively modern city, the warm lights of towering streetlights comforting her. She adjusts the (f/c) jacket around herself, zipping it up to her little neck to protect against the cool breeze. Her (e/c) eyes move around with a flash while her mind wanders in worry. After all, wandering around alone at this time of day is a death wish.
The setting sun disappears beneath the city, stars already dotting the purple and blue sky. The small girl, roughly six years of age, has been wandering around for the whole day. From her morning encounter with her father, she decided to take a walk in order to get away from him. Maybe he’ll be mad if I return…I don’t
Broken Fools (England X Reader) [One-Shot]More Like This
Broken Fools (England X Reader) [One-Shot]
A/N: Another inspirational one-shot! This time I was listening to the English singer Lauren Aquilina. Her music is beautiful!! She not popular like most artists are these days but she is definitely worth listening to ^^ so go check her out! She mainly plays piano and sometimes along with strings (acoustic/orchestra) as well as she sings. But other than that please do enjoy!!
Please don’t be afraid to comment and/or fav!! Thank you!! >w<
A small crinkle echoed from within your arms as you smiled and walked down the street towards a very familiar house. You weren’t sure on why you had gotten this gift for your one good friend, Arthur, but for some reason you had a small feeling in your heart that he needed something liked this soon. So trying not let your giddiness get the best of you, you quickly stuffed your gift into your purse before walking up the cemented walkw
BTLG - Colliding Hearts- Adult! Holy Rome x ReaderMore Like This
Ashes fell from the grey-stained sky.
Below was a girl who appeared from thin air; whose body rested against soft green grass.
She was now in a different dimension, a different place, and a different time.
This was going to be the adventure of her life.
Little did she know that with every adventure and every wish was a price.
A price that may cost her what she values most.
So her story began…
Ashes fell onto your nose.
You coughed unpleasantly. “Ack”
Sitting upright, you coughed again. Gazing forward you blinked when surprise literally ran into your face.
“Wha-? Oh sh*t!”
A whole battalion of caped soldiers rushed forward with swords raised.
Adrenaline surged through your body and you sprang into action. Your feet carried you safely away from the battalion until you were met with different battalion of soldiers. “Dammit really??” Finding no place to
Say Your Name~ Romano X Dead ReaderMore Like This
When does a scar
become a tattoo
When does the sky
fade back to blue
Lovino sat on the bench at the bus stop quietly, rain drizzled down on him but he didn't care. He began to think about those (e/c) eyes. Just thinking about the (h/c) haired girl made him cringe, the way she'd
always smile even when things were the worst in their life. He clenched his hand on the cloth of his shirt above his heart "Why'd you have to do this to me, (y/n).."
When does this broken
heart that I'm holding
beat on its own
*one month ago*
(y/n) sighed quietly, running her hands through her hair as she watched her beloved boyfriend of 3 years yell at his younger brother.
She got up from the couch and walked up to the two, "hey babe I'm going to go run to the store," she kissed his cheek and smiled at Feli. "see you later you two."
She parked the car and walked into the grocery mart, grabbi
~She's the one~ *Iceland X Reader*~She's the one~More Like This
*Iceland X Reader*
'If she's the one you're looking for
Then I'm ready to let go ...' .
The female sighed as she watched the brown haired happily talked to the Icelander,gesturing in a ridiculous manner with her tanned hands to put emphasis - she brushed a strand of (h/c) locks behind her ear,packing her stuff in a (f/c) bag and stood from the window - the more she saw the two together,the more she felt sick at stomach.
It wasn't the fact that (Name) dispised Michelle - but she didn't like her either,because she captured the liliach eyed boy's whole attention upon her.As some say,if the brunette girl was on fire,the (h/c) would have considered roasting marshmallows on her - but that would be mean and unlike the kind hearted female.
Everytime things turned out like that,she felt herself breaking little by little and tears gathered into her glimmering (e/c) pools,making them look matte as she lost hope - why Emil could chat with Seychelles for so long and wh
Imperial!Germany X Dragonborn!ReaderMore Like This
((A whole group filled with Skyrim/Hetalia: www.fus-ro-pasta.deviantart.com ))
The cold, bitter wind of Skyrim blew trough [name]'s [h/c] hair. Her wrist were bound and sat uncomfortably in her lap. She bounced on the hard, wooden bench every time the cart hit a rock or hole. Which seemed to happen a lot. It had been an ordinary day until she had gotten herself caught up with some rebels during an ambush. Just her luck though. Things like this always happened to her. To her right was Alfred Stormcloak, the leader of the rebel Stormcloak army. In front of him sat a man with dark, shaggy brown hair and brown eyes. He ran his mouth and cursed like a sailor about how he shouldn't have been there. Finally the other man in the cart, a Stormcloak with long blonde hair in a pony tail and blue eyes, spoke up. " Would you 'ush already! Vinning like a little girl vill not 'elp any of us!" He scoffed. Alfred seemed to be trying to eat trough the cloth on his mouth wanting to speak. " Alfred, a lit
iNSaNiTYItaly sat in his room, secluded. He had the curtains drawn and the light was off, leaving him in complete darkness. He was holding his head and he stared at the ground with wide eyes. His once bright, amber eyes were dull and red. Tears ran down his face and sob forced it's way out.More Like This
"I can't take it. Why would he do this to me," he cried out as fresh tears made their way down his damp cheeks. Another person had left him, betrayed him in the worst way possible.
"You promised you wouldn't leave me... How could you lie like that?" Italy asked no one in particular. "Germany... Why would you do this?"
He screamed loudly, clutching his head harder. He shook violently, rage taking hold of him. His sad tears were replaced with angry ones. He heard a knock on his door.
"GO AWAY!" Italy screamed as he grabbed the closest thing to him and threw it at the door.
"Veneziano! What's going on? Unlock the damn door!" Italy heard his brother yell from the other side of the door.
"Leave me ALONE!" Italy
Food - GermanyxInsane!ReaderMore Like This
Thin. Thin. You had to be thin. This thought was consuming your brain. You couldn't think about anything. Especially food. If you couldn't think about anything, especially food, and that was good right?
Yes. It was good. Perfectly good.
"(F/n) are you going to listen to me today?" Ludwig asked the girl who was sitting in the chair across from him. She gave him a blank look back, obviously absorbed in her own thoughts.
"I brought food," he said, his monotone voice level staying the same as she started to register that thought among her own. He turned around to grab something as when he was back, she wasn't in the cold metal chair.
It sat empty, in a mocking matter. She wasn't in the chair or on the bed, so she had to be under the bed. Ludwig walked towards the bed and stood beside it, in a threatening way.
"(F/n), you should come out now, before I have to fetch you out from there." No noise came from under the bed. Ludwig sighed, this girl was one for playing games.
Ludwig got d
Love Forever [PrussiaXReader]More Like This
Warning: Fluff...implied smut...maybe? *is shot* um..Prussia OOC-ness? *is shot again*
If he could only read her mind, she'd say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work, open a door for me, what would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
She was upset. Upset that it seemed like Prussia didn't have any time for her. He was always working or out drinking. She wondered if he'd even remember their anniversary (which was today). She wondered if she did something wrong that made him stay late at work. When ever he was home she would try anything to turn his head and it seemed like nothing was working. She could only hope that he would realize how much she missed him and soon he did.
"[Name]! I'm home!" Prussia shouted, his work bag falling to the floor with a loud thud.
She smoothed out her clothes while she walked to the front door.
"How was work Gilbert?" She asked, putting on a small smile.
The sexy smirk on her husband's face made her stomach flip.
AmericaxReader oneshot drabbleAmericaxReaderMore Like This
You walked into the living room, just as your Husband was gearing up to tell the story you had heard a hundred times.
A story your seven year old son listened to with wide eyes.
"2012 was supposed to be the end of the world. But your daddy survived it!"
You snorted, ruffling your sons blonde hair as you passed. Your husband pouted, his blue eyes going wide behind the frame of his glasses.
"What? You know George likes this story!" Your son nodded furiously, his wide grin showing the gap were he was missing a tooth.
"You'd think he'd get bored of it after a while."
"No, It's Daddy's other stories that are boring."
Alfred pretended to be shocked, flailing his arms about like he had been shot. "SON, how could you!"
He flopped to the side, making George giggle.
Sitting up, he flashed the grin that had made you melt the first time you had met.
"Okay then ______, You pick the story."
You pretended to think, tapping your chin.
Romano x Reader ~:Two Shy Hearts:~Two Shy HeartsMore Like This
"Come on! Ragazza! If you don't hurry up we are going to be late for America's Party!" Romano screamed from downstairs as you were getting ready. Romano didn't really want to go but he could see you enjoyed seeing all the countries getting along for once and the only place that ever happened was at America's kick ass party's. So he said he would take you. Only after you asked and asked him to come.
"I'll be down in one minute Romano!" you yelled back. He could be so impatient sometimes so you thought up a way to mess with him. He never acted like he liked you but he would always chase guys away from you or keep them at a distance and would always say "_____, you only know how to attract scumbags." He was so damn confusing but now it was your turn to get back at him, if he thought you looked enough like a slut to attract that many scumbags (your own assumption of how he feels ; ) then you were going to really try your hardest to look the best you
BTLG - Jealous Latin Lover - South Italy x ReaderMore Like This
The air smelled clean and crisp. All around your body you felt a scratchy material that would give you a rash later.
‘Uhh, what is that?’
Your eyes opened slightly. You found that you were actually lying on top of grass.
After widening them up some more you found that there were bright green trees surrounding you. When you looked closer there were little red dots in the trees. Confused you brought your head a little higher to find out that these red dots were actually tomatoes!
‘Wha-? How did I end up in a tomato garden!?’ you thought.
Soon after you heard a gentle humming. Whoever was humming was humming a nice tune. It sounded like a beautiful melody that immediately got your attention to find out who it was.
You were propping yourself on your elbows to raise yourself up when a tomato fell on your head.
“Ow!” The impact of the tomato itself was not enough to mortally hurt you but it somehow set
Big Brother!PrussiaxDead!Little Sister!ReaderPrussia walked down to his room, a sigh escaping his pale,chapped lips. His silver hair held flecks on hardly noticeable snow and his pale face slightly flushed from the cold. The black and white room lacked comfort, but more importantly it lacked...you.More Like This
With your (hair length)(hair color),(skin tone) and bright (eye color) there was a lot to miss. Not many people knew about you, heck Prussia didn't know if Germany knew about you. Maybe that was for the better, it crushed Prussia to think about what happened to you....his sweet little Bavaria.
*Flashback brought to you by Maple Syrup*
"Big bruder" a (hair color) teen yelled, "Look what I found."
The albino looked up from his battle plans to the (eye color)ed girl. In her little hands she held a yellow......ball of fluff?
"Vhat is zhat"
"Silly it's obviously a baby chick, I think his mother left him."
"We don't need a bird, go put him outside"
"Oh, okay big bruder."
He felt bad, that little innocent bird reminded him of you. Left
FrancexReader - The Colour of a RoseMore Like This
and then I called him a black sheep and he left in a rage, calling me a frog as usual, Francis explains as you walk through the park. You giggle and roll your eyes, smiling up at him.
Youre both so mean to each other, you tell him, nudging him in the ribs gently.
The blonde shrugs, Oui, oui, whatever you say. Personally, I think its just him.
Well, you would think that. You keep your eyes on the approaching gardens, smiling at the sight of the beautiful colours. Its incredible how nature manages to make things so vibrant and amazing, really, especially when flowers fade from one colour to another.
This has always been your favourite part of your local park the flower garden that has been sectioned off by a fence and a large metal gate. Couples are sat around the garden, on the few benches and on the wall. You sigh a little wistfully, knowing this is a really romantic place to come and wishing someone would b
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
Punk!PrussiaXPunkReader - Boy in the Back of ClassAnother day another dollar, right? Isn’t that what adults say when they go to work? Well……well what do kids –teens- say when they go to school? As they –kick a rock down the side walk going to the bus stop, or walking to the front doors of the school.More Like This
Another day, another hour wasted is what I say, but then again, I hardly show up to class as it is. It was after lunch, around mid-noon when I deiced to roll from my bed and stumble to school.
My clothes? Well, starting with black, black, white, black and then some. A black pair of convers slapped along the pavement as I walked, and black, torn bottom jeans scuffed under my convers as they were a little too long. I wore a white t-shirt, on it had two words, Fuck You, and on the back Fuck Me. Over my shirt was a black sweater half way unzipped. My hood was up too, covering my messy (H/l) hair. Besides the random bursts of colors like (f/c) or maybe (f/c 2), my hair was actually a simple kind of
Blood Ties [Vampire!Romano x Reader]Lovino adored humans.More Like This
They were simply marvelous creatures; naive, senseless and with an absolutely exquisite taste. He was a vampire, after all. Human blood was what he and all his brethren thrived on. And humans? They were numerous as the stars for a vampire like him, too many to count on his fingertips but so many different flavors waiting to be devoured.
There was, however, one human that intrigued the Italian more than he was willing to admit. Perhaps it was in the way she defied him, refusing to his advances whenever he passed her by. Or maybe it was simply the way her blood called to him like none other, singing a sweet and tempting lullaby that only awoken the Hunger that lay deep inside him and pushing away the solitude he so often felt. His senses would kick into overdrive whenever she was near and threaten to allow the beast within tear through his oh-so-carefully constructed cage and break free. She reminded him of himself when he, too, had been human, though he had
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The Awesome Prussia
There he was. He was here. He was here again. You looked down suddenly when you saw him look in your general direction. You continued to sweep the floor, as part of your job working here at the office store. The store had everything: Office supplies, craft supplies, DIY, books, DVDs, and CDs of all kinds. You considered it to be like a Micheal's + Borders + Staples type of place. Gilbert Beilschmidt always came around for some sort of odd things. Whether he was there getting things with or for his brother, he'd always come to you. According to him, you were the best employee of this place. You always found yourself having a hard time talking to him though, he made you fluster like crazy. He probably thought you were an insane maniac behind your back.
Your heart raced,and you tried not to focus your sound on his footsteps.
“HEY FRAU!” Gilbert called out normally, but it was extremely loud and startling to you. You jumped to
Hetaloid!Prussia x Bullied!Reader [My Girl]More Like This
Hetaloid! Prussia x Bullied! Reader [My Girl]
Hetaloid x Reader
Prussia (Gilbert) x Reader
The tree was decorated, the feast was in the oven, the snow was falling outside and there were presents under the tree. Christmas had come again. Your parents sat you down and pointed to a gigantic box. It looked as if a human could fit in it. You tore off the wrapping and gasped at what was inside.
A Prussia Hetaloid!
You thanked your parents and read the instructions. One word was written ‘awesome’. ‘… ok?’ You thought. Your dad carried it up the stairs to your room and placed it on the floor. He left and closed the door behind him. ‘Awesome huh?’ So you spoke:
“WHO is the awesomest one of them all?”
The Hetaloid’s eyes flickered open, revealing blood stained eyes and a very, very big smirk”. He responded:
“Vell of course I am… Oh, I have a cute master”
You blushed “R-really?” You questioned.
The Best Damn Thing- Reader X Prussia Ch 20More Like This
The Best Damn Thing- Crossdresser! Reader X Prussia Chpt 20
(Sighs) I know it’s been quite a while but… now that I’m back in school I can’t really promise ‘very soon’ updates especially since it’s my last year in highschool but that’s good! Because I can still update a new chapter because this hasn’t gone on a hiatus yet! And it won’t any time soon, so I’m glad I can promise you guys that! Anyway I think we’ve got at least 10 maybe 12 more chapters yet since more drama is about to make its way into this long story! There's a 'She's The Man' bit of parody in here featuring O.A.R!! I couldn't help myself I've gotten a bit of comments that involved that movie so I'm gonna give ya'll a little treat.
I won’t give any spoilers because not even I’m too sure what I’m going to write later on but I’m still in the process of planning! This story’s gotten quite a lot of praise and I can&
Hero-Prussia PathMore Like This
You stood still, covering your mouth with your hands. The "Do it!" chanting was echoing around the room, pounding into you like nails. How could these kids, your classmates, be so evil? Why did they want to see Gilbert die? What had he ever done to them?
You didn't know Gilbert very well, but you now felt that if he died it would be a severe loss for everyone, whether or not they realized it. Gilbert was obnoxious some times, you'd decided that after the first time you were in the same class as him, but he wasn't a bad guy. He didn't deserve to die, especially not like this. You had to do something.
A quick glance around revealed the only two people you'd ever seen act like they were friends with Gilbert: Antonio and Francis. They were frozen in place, theirs eyes as wide as saucers. Francis' mouth was trembling and Antonio looked as if he had just been hit by a car. The two of them were too shocked to do anything, so it was up to you.
Without any real idea of what to do, you followed