Pirate!Scotland x Reader: Blessed William [Part 2]"Naw ye gon' tell me who the feck ye re an whit yer doin' on ma gailey?"More Like This
Doesn't he know?
Hasn't Arthur told him?
So this isn't my punishment?
Then what is?
Maybe its a trick?
"Well?" He raised one bushy brow seemingly unhappy with your hesitation.
"Umm I-I am [N-name]." Your voice was gruff, you couldn't remember the last time you had said more than two words, in fact you couldn't remember if you had said a single word since setting foot on this ship.
For the first time his eyes left your face and began to roam the rest of your huddled up body and you couldn't help but wonder what you looked like to him.
You still wore the [favourite] colour dress you had on when you had first gotten on the ship, it had already been dirty then, God forbid what it would look like now. You had long lost your pumps and you hadn't washed in so long, you couldn't remember. It was easy to assume your [h/c] hair would be greasy and tattered, your big [e/c] eye blo
Pirate!Scotland x Reader: Blessed William [Part 1]The ship was definitely caught in a storm. You didn't need to be on deck to figure that out. You could hear the waves smashing against the ship, rocking it back and fourth. If you listened close enough you could just catch the Captain shouting orders at his men.More Like This
Barrels and crates shift about the hold and crash into each other, sometimes spewing their content on the floor. You could only imagine how annoyed the crew would when they find their precious bottles of rum smashed and spilled everywhere.
The temptation to drown out the chaos around you was overwhelming. Yet you kept your focus on your surrounding, knowing that each time you blocked out the world around you it became harder and harder to force yourself back into reality. Furthermore too do so, you would have to let your mind wonder, and everytime it would wonder back to the same things.
How long have I been here?
how long have I been away from Katherine?
How far where you from her?
What was she
Pirate!England X ReaderMore Like This
It was the year 1588, You walking in your local market, looking for some food that you could cook for dinner for your family. You were an only child, and you weren't too fond of your family!
It was actually just you and your dad! But he always had this temper problem when your mom left when you were a little girl. It devastated you to see your mother leave! You can barely even remember what she looks like!
So right now, its just you and your father. Your dad has always had this drinking and anger problem But to some it all up, you could say he's bipolar. So whenever he's sad, he thinks drinking will help. And honestly you hate it when he drinks! Thats when the real anger comes out. He's tried to move on, but just couldn't.
Many times your father has hit you! Through either, anger, frustration, or confusion! Mostly when he's drunk. He's slapped you, punched you, punched you, cut you, and even lock
Romania x Reader - Pass The SaltMore Like This
The sky was bright blue outside the diner’s freshly cleaned glass windows. The sun shined with all its might, lighting the entire building. It was around 12:30, and the diner was packed with customers ready to consume a sandwich or two on their lunch break. The place wasn’t fancy or anything, just an average little food joint - but damn, was it tasty.
You sat in a red booth across from your good friend, Vlad. He had offered to buy you lunch, since he had raided most of the food from your fridge that week. His excuses varied from things like, “I haven’t gone grocery shopping in ages, and your fridge is full...” to, “Well, um- you’re the one who finished off a loaf of my bread a couple weeks ago!” You decided not to argue and just accept his so called ‘apology.’
Vlad deviously eyed the menu, obviously looking for the most filling dish. He glanced over the pages at you. “What are you getting?” He questio
Romania x reader: We'll be alone, togetherMore Like This
We’ll be alone, together
(Unfitting music time! https://soundcloud.com/imchanel/another-day listen to it, you can press shift and L to put it on repeat or just leave it and see where soundcloud takes you.)
“It’s that weird girl.” Someone whispered behind you, “I heard that she pushed Lili off of the roof and made it look like she fell.” Another said in a hushed voice, but still loud enough or you to hear.
You chuckled, all people did in this school was spread rumours. Most made almost no sense, for example, how could you have pushed poor Lili Zwingli off of the roof when you were not even at school on the day of such an accident? Still people continued to blame you for her death, they blamed you for everything that went wrong. Like a witch in the 17th century.
Some of the girls who wore stripper heels to school and batted fake eyelashes that looked as thick as peacock feathers even found ways to blame you for their phones breaking
Romania x Reader - IndulgeRomania x Reader: IndulgeMore Like This
You sighed in bliss as the creamy texture of the spoonful of cake entered your mouth, overwhelming your sense of taste with its smooth, naturally bittersweet taste. You were sincerely thankful for the gift from your best friend, which was honestly a rather great baker when it comes to his native recipes, especially with cakes.
“You like it?”, you heard the deep, velvety voice of your friend, Vladimir(but you often called him ‘Vlad’ if you were lazy), used as he asked you with a sly smirk on his lips. You looked up with the spoon still in your mouth as you relished its taste and nodded, the edges of your lips tilting up, forming a genuine smile. With that response, his smirk widened in amusement as he leaned closer to you, until his face was just inches apart from yours, making your eyes widen as he took the spoon out from your mouth and popped it into his, making your face turn as red as his gleaming ey
Sick!2P!America X Reader ~Quietly Made Decisions~He looked sidelong at you, at your sleeping form nuzzled on the opposite end of the worn, graying couch through the haze of sickness that threatened to overcome him and admired how the soft sunset glow from the window behind them curved about your face and the shadow your eyelashes created on your face, drooping down to the swell of your cheek. A hand was tucked behind your head, holding a wet cloth that your had probably meant for his forehead but found him asleep by the TV and decided to take a nap too.More Like This
Allan Jones looked over at the alarm clock placed on top of the TV with piercing red eyes, red, white and blue paint giving away to the browning edges from use, and saw that it was five minutes to six. Eyebrows furrowed in mental concentration as he realized you had been over since eight in the morning to take care of him.
Ten hours you had been over at his house, checking his temperature and making sure that he had five glasses of water (to wash out the sickness, you had said) and gi