Cameroon x Reader Hetalia Seven Minutes in HeavenMore Like This
.....a small soccer ball.
"Ehem." Someone behind you, trying to get your attention.
You turned around, thinking you were face to face with someone. You were more face to chest. You looked up and and your (e/c) eyes met with brown ones behind glasses. "H-hello!" You choked out.
"There's no reason to be afraid." The man said. He turned and petted his lion cub, Kokolo, and handed him to Greece.
His big hand wrapped around yours and he led you too the closet.
"Seven minutes." Japan said, and he closed the door.
You shifted uncomfortably, and you realized his hand was still in yours.
You smiled and said, "My name's ____!" You said, squeezing his hand gentley.
He squeezed back and a small smile formed on his lips. "Eric."
"So, I wanted to know why you put a small soccer ball in the hat." You asked.
"Hm, my pet lion cub, Kokolo, loves playing soccer." He replied.
You could just imagine his lion cub, jumping around and playing on the hills. Plus, you thought it was sweet, that he thought of so
Pokemon is ForeverMore Like This
Foreword by techgnotic
Kay (aka damphyr) is DeviantArt’s go-to expert on everything “Pokémon.” She also occupies the adventurous position of being one of DeviantArt's main enforcers of standards and practices. We thank her for being a guardian of artistic erotica and especially, for being able to answer every question we get asked about Pokémon and just about anything else for that matter. Supreme Keeper of all pop culture knowledge, Kay must be protected in case of global disaster.
An incongruous collection of people lined the sidewalk outside the local video game retailer just before opening on March 6th, 2011. The first in line we
Fortissimo.More Like This
Author's note: Please refer to the description for music terms.
She slammed the door behind her, the tears she could barely contain already slipping through the corners of her eyes. Her body shook with fury; anger clouded her vision as she made her way to the piano. Her fingers brushed against the woods keys, hesitating. The grand instrument was so foreign to her; how long had she gone without listening to its melodic voice?
Her fingers caressed the note, lightly pressing down on the wooden bar, allowing the single sound to ring throughout the music room. Her other hand rose to meet her right, and together, they trailed up the scales, fusing together a harmony of the A minor.
Its melancholic sound fueled her fury, which had momentarily been forgotten, and she found herself playing Für Elise with such fervor that she lost sight of her surroundings, relying on her hearing to guide her way through.
Hetalia x Reader- Beyond the Looking Glass Intro~More Like This
-this is a series that will involve many different situations involving many different countries who will eventually end up with you, the beloved reader.
Please forgive the long description of your belongings, they all are important for the continuation of this story . Thank you!
Read happily and read on my young padawon -//Star Wars reference = shot//-
It was a long day from work/school. You were both mentally and physically exhausted. The only thing that kept your body moving was the motivation that your bed was eagerly waiting for you with its soft covers and fluffy pillows. Oh! And don’t forget that poster with all your Hetalia characters on it! Yes, you were a megafan of Hetalia, almost to the point of obsession; but there was one character you greatly admired. Who am I kidding? You were absolutely IN LOVE with Mr. Sexy (fav Hetalia character)!!!
As you walked to the front door of your house, and took out your keys. But sadly as you took them out of your pant