RomanoxReader Be My Valentine? -Oneshot-
RomanoxReader Be My Valentine? -Oneshot-
-Reader P.O.V -
"Tough luck! This year I'll get more than you are gonna get!"
"Tsk. No, you wont'!"
"They are at it again..." Antonio sighed, trying his best not to facepalm himself.
You glared at Romano, or Lovino, as he did the same. Valentine Day is near, it was normal for you and Roma to compete with each other on Valentine. Collecting all the silly card and gifts many people gave. You always wonder if any of you two actually cared for the gifts. 'Maybe we only care who get's more,' you always thought.
Romano is the type who wouldn't care, as far as you think. His dark brown hair along with his hazel eye glimmers through the lights. His curl happily bounces on the right side of his head, and you having the urge to pull it from curiosity. Antonio was standing next to Romano, trying his best to make Romano not to burst.
"....." Romano mumble quietl
Mochi!Austria X ReaderYou opened the box for a surprise. Inside the box was a little cute fluff ball, who was looking quite pale. Maybe it was from your shaking, you thought.More Like This
"Are you alright?" You asked worriedly. Its face slowly gained color and it turned to look at you. It had a mole at the corner of its mouth(Which you later called the beauty mark) and a wild strand of hair that pops up. Well, it looked very adorable and you stared at it. After a while of your staring, it began to flustered and fidgeting. So it doesn't like attention hmmm? A piece of paper fell down on the floor and you picked it up.
"Hey deary, it seemed that this mochi is a bit weak around physical things and a quite like a little master. So I hope you could try to take care of him alright dear?~
Love, aunty xoxo"
Serious training should be carry out. *insert fire up aura here*
You could say that the training didn't turn out very well. So you switch to it eating healthy food and moderate
Coming Home || Police!EnglandxReaderMore Like This
You didn't know what happened. One moment you were driving down the highway and the next, you were in the ditch, pain ripping through your body as you sat cramped in a sorry excuse for a vehicle. Moving was not an option, it hurt too much, but your head could shift slightly. It was just enough to take in your surroundings. The dash was crumpled and pinned your legs, the airbag was stained red from where your head used to lay and you could feel an itch at your forehead. Above you, the roof was dented quite thoroughly. Absently you thanked your mother's genes for making you short.
It didn't register though what had really happened. Your mind was working slowly. At a snail's pace, it tried to catch up to what was going on. You heard someone shouting to someone else, the voice getting closer. The driver's door opened and someone touched your neck carefully, taking your pulse. There was a sigh of relief before the hand took yours. Carefully you let your h
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"Ohonhon~Angleterre did you hear about our new junior officer joining today?" Francis, Officer Arthur looked up at his biggest annoyance.
Rolling his eyes he said, "I don't care. Go annoy him instead."
"Don't you want to take the rookie under your wing, maybe take him to dinner?"
"For the last time you bloody frog, I'M NOT GAY!" shouted Arthur grabbing the Frenchman by the tie.
Francis just laughed. "Oh really?"
Arthur just groaned and let go of his coworker's tie, "Just leave me alone I don't have time to deal with you today."
"Ohonhon~ fine then. But you know it's only a matter of time before you come crawling to me to-."
"GO AWAY!" England shouted scaring Francis off. He huffed. Mixing business and his personal life was not something he did or ever intended to. Matters of the office should stay outside the home. Or at least that was his policy until he saw you.
You walked in quietly, but still people turned their heads as you walked by. (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. You were beau
AmericaxReader: Notebook Entries"Damn… I'm so frickin' bored!" Alfred flipped onto his back while watching TV shoes he wasn't into. Once against he groaned. "I need something to do…" Just then, an idea popped into his head as he whipped out his phone and dialed a number.More Like This
"Hello?" someone on the other side answered.
"(Name)! How about we hang out?"
Alfred could hear his friend sigh. "Sorry, Al, I'd love to, but you know that I was up late and—"
"Please? I'm really bored and I need something to do! If you come here, you can sleep, okay?"
"… fine. But only 'cause your couch is really soft!"
He laughed happily. "Great! See you later then!"
The doorbell rang as Alfred sped to the door.
"Hey, (Name), right this way!" he chirped, even though she's been here before. He took her hand and led her to the couch, which he had a blanket folded on top. "As promised, you are free to sleep!"
"Thanks, Al. I'm really sorry. I know you wanted to hang out, but—"
Hetalia x reader: [lemon] Halloween partyA/N: I know I am VERY late for Halloween but this idea got to me after finding out that if I posted this it would be my 50th deviation! Woooo! Party!More Like This
Anyway! This indeed a LEMON. DO NOT LIKE THEN DO NOT READ!!! For people who do like lemons: Please enjoy :3 and tell me if my lemons are improving (:
-You thought that going to this party was the most stupidest thing ever. Halloween was done and over with yet the other countries still wanted to celebrate it with a party. They probably just organized it so that they could get off of work and doing paper work. You don't blame them though.
-You were apparently the last person to he there since you saw many cars parked at England's place. The bright strobe lights could be seen from the living room window and you could feel the vibrating of the music rumbling the ground. As you opened the door you were met with the sight of all the countries dressed in their halloween costumes (just imagine them in their 2010 costume designs) dancing to t
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"(y/n)" Candy runs up to you, glomping you. the masked man pulls you out of her grip. "Only I can do that." The masked man pouts. Candy giggles. "How cute!! I can't believe that you got a boyfriend before I did." You blush at her words. "Umm he's no-" You were cut off by the masked man. "Of course she is...right (y/n)?" The masked man looked at you with innocent eyes. You nod yes. "I am so happy for you (y/n). I'm jealous of you, you have a sweet guy! " Candy joyfully replies. "Wait Candy, you KNOW who he is?" You ask. "Ummmm no I dont! Not at all!" She says rather quickly. "Really?" You raise an eyebrow. "Ummmmm gotta go!" She runs off. "What freaked her out?" You ask. The masked man figeted with his tie. " Do you know why she's acting like that?" You ask. The masked man sighs and nods, " She suggested that I held a party here and asked you to dance..." He looks away shyly. "I asked her and my friends for help. I really like you, (y/n). Ti amo." He presses his lips a
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His parents were the owners of Bondevik enterprises. Your parents were the owners of [LastName] enterprises. Needless to say, the two companies fought for dominance of the top spot in the industry for who knows how long. They were mortal enemies, which meant the two of you should be as well.
You knew little about him, except the fact that he had the tendency to be quiet around strangers. Maybe that's why you were so nervous about this party. You would be seeing him for the first time, and your parents wanted you to become good friends with him to learn about his parents plans in their business. Kind of like a spy, you thought and you adjusted your [FavColor] dress.
"Miss [Name], it is time."
You nodded at the maid, signaling you understood. Holding your poise, you secretly noted how much you hated having to act like a lady. As soon as this party was over, it's back to t-shirts and jeans for you.
As you descend the spiral staircase, you catch sight of your father and glid
~Heart of the ocean~ *Pirate!Norway X Reader*~Heart of the ocean~More Like This
*Pirate!Norway X Mermaid!Reader*
(Name) sighed to herself,feeling sick at stomach as the large British ship was cradling the whole crew,waves hitting the visible edges of it as it went on.
The wind blew with force into the wide white tilts,gaining an incredibile speed as if the English pirate's determination was focused into them.
"Ye' (Boy Name),come here!" the captain called as he skilfully maneuvered the large wooden wheel,a compass in one hand as he contemplated the scenery.
"Yes captain?" the female asked,trying to sound as humanly possible like a boy - though sometimes she thought that the old British captain already knew her gender - and no,he wasn't old,just that she called him that whenever he got on her nerves - and that was often,if you may ask.
"I want ye' to announce all the lads on the ship that we are going to fight soon.If I am right,those bloody Nordic pirates and Carriedo with his two loyal dogs will follow the trail in order to achieve wha
Norway x Reader - Love LettersYou walked into the Gauken Hetalia school. Being the personification of [Country Name], you were allowed to go to Gauken Hetalia. You walked through the halls, in a sour mood. You saw red and pink decorations, mainly hearts, everywhere. Oh how you disliked Valentine's Day. You were always the odd one out, the one without anybody. Well, you mused, at least there weren't that many people annoying you about you and your "special someone."More Like This
"[Country Name]! [Country Name]! [Country Name]!" you heard America yell. He ran towards you and skidded to a stop; Canada followed behind him at a slower pace. You raised your eyebrow at him.
"What?" you questioned of him. You were always suspicious of him when he was this hyper; the last time he was this hyper, he had gotten England to come with him to a carnival and ride the drop tower.
"Happy Valentine's Day, [Country Name]!" America exclaimed, giving you a big hug and a store-bought Valentine's day card.
"Uhh... Thanks," you said, taking the card fr
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A Curious Dinner Guest
A Norway x Reader Story
When you opened your eyes, still aware that you were bouncing around over something’s shoulder, the reality hit you with a loud scream!
“HELP ME! TROLLS HAVE TAKEN ME!” You hollered out over the shoulders of stone as you were carried on without care. You had only remembered visiting the mountains in Norway for a brief camping holiday, not to be kidnapped by things that should not even exist! You tried to kick about and thrash around but the trolls did not seem to care as they paced through thick dark trees and then finally into a cave. You expected them to eat you, but not to sit you down in front of someone else for a meal.
“Oh, so you did manage to find a random lady to have my lunch with. I did mention that I was being sarcastic and not literal…” The figure at the end of the table was a surprise for you. He was a tall slim man with an angelic face, pale blonde hair and glitter
~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
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I jumped at the sound of a knock at the door.
Who could that be?
I glanced through the peephole before unlocking the door to see…
“HEY [NAME]!!! WHAT UPPP!!!”
It was my best friend, [Bf/N].
“Oh!” I smiled at her happily. “It’s nice to see you!”
Her attitude seemed to change slightly, as she leaned in close and whispered secretively, “And um...how is...Your neighbor?”
Then chuckling slightly at my blushing face, she pushed past me, seeing herself in. “Has he confessed yet?”
I took a deep breath and closed the door.
Why did I ever tell her about him?
My new Italian neighbor had managed to catch my eye, and it just so happened that my apartment had a fantastic view of him. If I timed things right, I could catch him on his way home, auburn hair glinting in the dim sunlight.
I was vaguely aware of my heart-rate increasing and tried to shake it off.
It probably wouldn’t work between us. I was way too shy to say an
Romano x Reader: My Valentine's Tomato (Fluff)More Like This
It was Valentine's Day and you had just arrived at your boyfriend Romano's house to spend the day together. At the moment you two were sitting in his couch. Well, he was sitting in the couch, you were sitting on his lap, snuggling up to him.
“Hey, [Name]?” Romano suddenly asked.
“Hm?” you hummed in response.
“Is there-a anything you would-a like for Valentine's?”
You put your finger to your chin and pretended to think.
“Hm... Not really, except spending the day with my boyfriend~” you cooed contently.
“That can-a easily be arranged, amore~” Romano purred in your ear making you shiver slightly.
Then you thought of something you really wanted. You wanted Romano to sing with you. You just loved his voice when he sang. Especially when he sang his “The Delicious Tomato Song”.
You let out a small chuckle at that thought. But then you remembered how long it had been since you had heard him sing last,
RomanoXReader: NOT YOUR AVERAGE VALENTINEMore Like This
warning! Sense it's romano.. there is some bad words... but not a lot(like 3?)... so I won't put a mature tag on it...
You two had never REALLY gotten along... but there was a connection. But still, you didn't get along. You hated the fact that he loved tomatoes some much. Not that you had a problem against it... I just really annoyed the HELL out of you. You were in your last class of the day, cooking. Sense there was only a few students, you and Romano were partners. Usually, tables had 3 to a table, but not you. Your in-class project was to make a valentines' cake.
Which, clearly, you and Romano had different view on what is should be.
"Really, Romano. Really?" You asked. You told him to get ingredients, but all he got was a basket of tomatoes. "Romano..." You lost your trail. You placed your head on the counter inside the kitchen. He just stared at you. "Roma... You just DON'T make a tomato cake... it sounds disguising... and it will probably taste terribl
RomanoXReader Sleepless Nights"Lovi, could you get that box over there? I'm kind of busy with this one right here!" You shouted from the top of the spiral staircase. Lovino was at the bottom, carrying a few other boxes out of the car. He raised his head, sending his odd curl bouncing up and down.More Like This
"Dammit, why can't you do it yourself, ragazza? For your information, I'm carrying more boxes than you!" The Italian complained.
Sighing loudly, you gave up. If he was going to be stubborn, might as well do it yourself.
I mean, you did owe him for letting you stay at his place. After the accident.
You lived in a small and cozy apartment a couple blocks away from Lovi. It wasn't much, but for you it was enough and you never complained. You were currently living alone and worked daytime as a waitress so you could say everything was going great in your life so far.
Today was Saturday, so that meant you had the day off.
Finally, after a full week of work!
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"So, will you be my valentine?"
"No," he said rather bluntly.
You turned your head up towards the chocolate eyed Italian. Another? This year Lovino seemed pretty popular. This was the third girl to ask him, and it wasn't even first period. Lovino turned away from the tearing brunette. Your own (e/c) eyes darted away to your feet not wanting to see her cry. She was fairly good friends with you but not good enough that you would do anything about it. She trudged away slowly, leaving the Italian to glance at her before turning around to walk to his next class. Now.
"Hey, Lovino," you smiled at him and pretended that you didn't just witness the scene before you.
"Ciao, ___," he said simply barely acknowleging your presence. You knew not to be discouraged, he was always like this.
"You seem to be pretty popular this year. It's not even first period," you said careful not to reveal that you'd been paying attention to him all morning. The bell rang and you resisted the
Chibi Series- IcelandThis is a Chibi! Iceland x Chibi! Reader FicMore Like This
"Your so cute~ And such a good girl!" Denmark cooed as he pat your head.
You were the now country of [Country Name]. Your older brother had decided to take you to the World Meeting with, but the second Denmark saw you in your cute summer dress he immediately picked you up and placed you on his lap. As Denmark talked you only smiled shyly at him. Suddenly Denmark was hit on the head with a heavy book. Your big, curious orbs looked up to meet amethyst ones. A man in a sailor suit had hit Denmark unconscious.
"Anko, you idiot. She probably doesn't like your yammering." The man said clearly annoyed. He then turned is emotionless eyes to you. "Hello [Name], I'm Norway." He introduced and held out his hand.
"Hi Mister Norway!" You said happily as you shook his hand. You felt like a grown person.
"I would like you to meet someone, come with me. . ." He picked you up and carried you to where a small white-haired boy around you
~First Day~ Student! Nordics x Teacher! ReaderMore Like This
The clamorous ring of the school bell resounded through the hallways, echoing off each and every corner, creating a wave
of repetitive sound. At first, it startled you since you hadn't heard that sound in at least four years. You grabbed a piece
of chalk from you desk and began to write your name on the chalkboard, the occasional scratch of the chalk piercing
your ear, making you wince a little. Today was the day when you'd finally be able to fulfill your dream, a preschool
teacher. You'd known ever since you were young that this is what you were destined to do. Feeling the butterflies rise up
in your stomach, you quickly grabbed the small stack of colored paper from the corner of your desk and began to pass out
a few sheets to each desk. There were not many in your class this year, so you thanked the stars above that you got to
start out small and not thrown into a classroom with twenty to thirty children. After finishing your s
Norway X Teacher!Reader REQUESTMore Like This
The parents of Emil Bondevik are late.
You're a student teacher in Nordic Europe, only working here for the semester. This is only your first day, but already, Emil's parents are late.
You're cleaning the board, watching Emil out of the corner of your eye as he draws a puffin-like bird with a pink bowtie and a black belly. You smile to yourself before sitting down next to him.
"That's a lovely bird," you comment sweetly.
"It's Mr. Puffin," the little kid says. "That's my pet bird."
You are melting inside from how absolutely adorable this little boy is. "I've never seen a puffin with a black belly before," you comment as your finger lightly traces the crayon marks on the black belly of the puffin bird.
"Mr. Puffin is special," he murmurs as he finishes coloring the pink bowtie. "Do you like it?"
"It's very beautiful," you comment before realizing someone is at the door.
Leaning against the frame, there is a man with short, light blonde hair and blue eyes. You notice a Nordic cross in hi
Child!Norway x Child!Reader - Dandelions"Come on Lukas! Hurry up!" you called out, running into the middle of the field, leaving the tired Norwegian behind.More Like This
When he finally caught up to you, he found you bending down towards the grass and picking up dandelions.
"What are you doing?" he asked monotonously, but with a hint of curiosity in his voice.
"Picking dandelions of course!" you said back, one of your hands already full of them.
"But why? They're just weeds."
"You mean, you've never blown one before?" you asked.
"No. Why would I?" he questioned back.
"Because, when you blow on it, you can make a wish! Who knows, maybe it'll come true!" you said optimistically.
"Here, try it!" you smiled, handing a few to him.
You waited patiently as Lukas was staring at it. Finally, he closed his eyes, made a wish, and blew on it, as you watched the petals float around in the air.
"Well, how was it?" you asked.
"It was…kinda cool." he said back, which you knew meant 'That was fun! Let's blow some more!'
You then handed him some and the t
Little!NordicsxBig!Sister!Reader Happy birthday!All of the boys were playing in the living room. Well, except for Emil. He was taking a nap. You walked into it, smiling.More Like This
"Boys, I need your help. Today is little Emil's birthday and I need you guys to help me make him a cake. I've already bought some presents, and I want Mathias and Tino to wrap them. Berwald, Lukas, you two have to help me make the cake."
"Okay (Name)! Me and Tino will wrap the gifts!" Mathias smiled.
"They are in my room on my bed. I already have wrapping paper and safety scissors in there. Oh, and tape too!"
Mathias nodded, and ran to your room, dragging Tino with him.
Lukas and Berwald followed you to the kitchen and you started getting things out that you needed to make the cake.
Mathias and Tino entered your room and climbed up on the bed, "Let's wrap the biggest one first, then we can work on the smaller ones!" Tino smiled.
"Okay, let's do that!" He grabbed the wrapping paper, and got way too much and grabbed the scissors and cut the paper. Tino grabbed the tap
Nordics x Reader: The Wife of Five BrothersOne day, news reached the five Pandava Princes that King Draupada of Panchala was inviting all the princes to the swayamvara of his beloved daughter, Draupadi. A swayamvara was a kind of test, where the princess chose her husband from thousands of suitors. Their strength and skill were put to the test.More Like This
"Hej!" Prince Mathias called, drawing the attention of his brothers. He wore a cocky grin that complimented his flyaway blond hair and sky blue eyes.
"What?" Asked the third eldest brother, Lukas. "What is it?"
Mathias smirked, leaning against the table where the other four sat, eating. "The Prinsesse (name) is going to be married off soon. They're gonna have a test to pick who'll be her future husband. We should go."
"The princess (name)?" Asked Emil, the youngest, blushing. "She is known for her beauty, no?"
"'N'd h'r f'm'ly h's l'nd,"* grunted Berwald, the eldest.
"Mathias is right!" Said Tino, the second youngest. "It would be a good opportunity for all of us!"
"If you say so
Little!NordicsxBig!Sister!Reader ~Stormy Nights~It was stormy night, and five little boys sat in the living room. Lukas and Emil were sitting in front of the window, watching the rain drops hit the window. Tino and Berwald were building things with blocks, and Mathias was sitting on the floor coloring. You were in their bedroom, putting clothes and toys away and fixing their beds. They all shared a room since they refused to sleep without each other. You heard thunder and looked up.More Like This
In the living room, Emil, the youngest climbed out of the chair and ended up falling on his butt. It didn't seem to affect him much, and he got up and walked to the room you were in. You heard the door creak up, and you glanced over to it.
"What's wrong, Emil? Is Mathias throwing gummy bears at you again?" You asked as you walked over to the boy.
"No..." The boy frowned. You went over to him and picked him up, knowing he was most likely afraid of the thunder. You brought him to the living room where his brother was and sat him down next to him. They all
She Loves You [Norway X Reader X Iceland]: IcelandNorway sighed as he put down his book down on his desk and stood up.More Like This
Enough of this. I need to get out of the house, he thought. Why not the grocery store? Norway was running out of food.
It was about a month after ______ and Norway's argument, and he still sulking in his room the whole time. He'd ruined his friendship with ______, along with the chances of being something more. Even worse, he felt bad for making _____ hate his brother. Iceland had nothing to do with this.
It was all Norway's fault. He should have refrained from slapping her, and held in his anger.
He grabbed his coat out of the hall closet, and pulled it on as he walked out the door. Norway carefully tucked his shopping list that he had scrawled on a small piece of paper into his coat pocket. He had decided to walk, the store was only a few blocks away anyways.
As he walked on the sidewalk, Norway's mind began to wander towards his brother. Although they lived in the same house, Iceland had not spoke
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The sound of soft, faint static broke the silence in the bedroom and your eyes opened, blurrily looking around the room as the soft rays of the moon filtered through transparent curtains and feeling hot in your polka-dot footie pajamas. The walkie-talkie under your pillow crackled to life again, and it reanimated you, making you sit up sharply in bed and cast a wary glance to the open door of your bedroom, where the snores of your parents echoed down the hallway and confirmed that you were in the clear for now.
Tiny, seven-year-old hands groped in the dark for the walkie-talkie and retrieved it. You pressed the button on the side and whispered softly into it, “Lieutenant Triple Trouble back for duty, Numero Uno and Double.”
A silence, and then a crackle of static and you smiled, relieved.
“Lieutenant Double Trouble is reporting,” Emil’s quiet, hesitant voice replied over the walkie-talkie, obviously embarrassed at the name that you had created for him.
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You were bored.
It was miserable and stormy out, the rain and cold making the thought of stepping outside undesirable. Not being out and about was unusual for you, as you were quite the go getter.
You were the top student of your class, and the student council president. You were beautiful, with your flawless (s/c) skin, your sparkling (e/c) eyes, and your (h/l) (h/c) hair. Many other girls envied you, even though you put no effort into your appearance. But you didn't care about your fellow seniors, as they were shallow and meaningless to you, with the exception of your few friends. The only things you wanted were straight A's, your laptop, and anime boys.
Oh, those anime boys.
Anyways, you were laying on your back in the middle of your bed. You had already completed your quarterly projects, weekend homework, and studied for your history test on Wednesday. It was about 7:00 in the afternoon on Sunday, leaving you
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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
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C11More Like This
Two weeks. Two bloody weeks of sailing the ocean. Two weeks without so much of a hint as to where the BTT was. Arthur and his crew were on their way to Spain where Arthur assumed the BTT would be going first. He banged his hands on the rail of the ship in frustration.
Luckily, however, his wound was healing nicely. There was still a faint pain from it from time to time and he still had to keep it covered, but it was no longer bleeding or was as debilitating as it was before. All thought, it was rather annoying when the pain flared.
He had so much he needed to pay back to Gilbert Beilschmidt. He growled low in his throat and turned around, leaning back against the rail. He took off his hat and ran a hand through his messy golden blonde hair. Each day that past just got the Brit more and more frustrated, angry, and made his fuse shorter and shorter. He was reaching his wits end.
Arthur looked up to see Alfred walking over to him. "What is it?"
Alfred grinned. "We'
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A week after Arthur and his crew met up with Vash's crew, the repairs to the ship were completed. He hoped that he would be able to take the ship of the BTT soon before you started to lose hope. He turned to look at Vash.
"They most likely decided to make a pit stop in either France, Spain, or Germany." He told the long blonde haired man.
"And what makes you so sure about that?" Vash said.
Arthur gave him a look that said You have got to be kidding me right now. But out loud he said, "I've been hunting and tracking the BTT ever since my early days as a pirate. I think I know them better than they do. Know your enemy, they say."
Vash eyes the Brit, still completely unsure if he could be trusted. Eventually, after Arthur's I'm right stare, Vash gave in.
"All right, fine. Hopefully we get (name) soon before the BTT do anything to her." Vash said.
"Yeah." Arthur muttered. I'm not going to let them lay a hand on her again, he added as an afterthought.
Another week past. Another w
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C9More Like This
Four days. It's been four days since you’ve been kidnapped and since Arthur died. Your voice still didn’t come back. It was so weird. Everything felt okay to you. Nothing hurt. You throat never hurt or anything either.
Every night your dreams were filled with terrifying visions. First, flashbacks of Arthur's death. Then total darkness and familiar voices. Your own as well as Gilbert's, Francis's, and Antonio's. Then towards the end, Arthur's voice was added to the mess. Every night it started to get clearer. First, muffled voices, barely whispers. The second night, the voices became clearer. You could only make out the tone of the voices, enough to tell who they belonged to. The third night you were able to make out what Arthur was saying. You wondered if it was the memory Arthur mentioned in passing before he…
Part of you wished it was the memory. The other part wished it was just a dream. Another part, deep down inside of you, was absolutely terrified to rememberin
EnglandXReader - The Pirate's Bride C8More Like This
After Peter finished applying the bandages on Arthur's wound, Alfred helped him stand up and went with Arthur to assess the damage to the ship. One of the masts was broken and there were a few holes in the side of the ship and the deck.
"Damn. Fixing this is going to take weeks." Arthur muttered, a hand on his chest over his wound, and banging his other hand on the railing.
Alfred put his hand on his captains shoulder. "We'll work as fast as we can to fix the ship."
Arthur growled and stared at the horizon. "I hate to think of what the Bad Touch Trio will do to her."
"I know." Alfred said. "Me too."
Gilbert pulled you down the halls of his ship. You didn’t bother trying to memorize the turns he made. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered any more. Nothing.
Finally Gilbert stopped in front of a door. He opened it and pushed you in.
"Zis vas your room ze last time you vere vith us." Gilbert said.
You didn’t say anything, just stood there.
(RussiaXReader) ~Snowy Love~(RussiaXsick!Reader)More Like This
"OUT OF THE WAAAAAY!~" You screamed as you tumbled down the large steep snowy hill with eyes tightened and ready for impact.
When you finally rolled to the bottom of the hill, you smacked face first into a tree making you stop from rolling any further and blooped on your back from the hard, painful impact.
"Ughhhh..." You moaned in pain.
"W-well, It can't get any worse..."
The leafless branches from the tree rustled from you slamming into it earlier, and the white, cold, snow came stumbling down onto your face mostly covering your whole body with snow.
"Aachoo!" You sneezed into your tissue.
"Augh..." You laid back into your bed and sniffled.
You slowly moved your head from looking at your ceiling to the near by window and stared at the snow.
"Snow..." You started.
And with that your eyes began to get drowsy and fell into a deep sleep.
***~ Russia's P.O.V ~***
'I'm starting to get really worried....'
PrussiaxReader CinderellaOnce there was a beautiful little girl named (First Name) (Last Name), she had (h/l) (h/c) and beautiful (e/c) eyes. Everyone loved her especially her father and mother (Father's name) and (Mother's name) (Last name). The entire family was beautiful, (Father's Name) had perfect black slicked back hair,a chiseled chin that made every village woman swoon,as he got older it turned into a perfect mixture of salt and pepper hair and grey eyes that looked like the sea during a storm that could be harsh or when looking at his daughter or wife the kindest eyes in the world. Her mother had beautiful (your h/c) hair that always was perfect,beautiful (your e/c) eyes that shined as bright as diamonds, her dresses were hand sewn by herself and were the talk of the kingdom, her corsets always were perfectly tightened not too tight but tight enough that gave her the perfect figure which she didn't need much of. (Mother's name) was a amazing seemtress and (Father's name) was a succeMore Like This
PrussiaxReader Cinderella 2 *Gilbert's P.O.V.*More Like This
'God I did NOT want to go through with this unawesome ball thing' I thought to myself. 'I mean isn't marriage supposed to be finding your true love that YOU choose and have months even years to get to know each other? Not being forced to find a beautiful and child bearing random woman that your stupid King and Queen parent approved of. I mean why do I have to be oldest why can't Ludwig become king and I become a Lord or whatever and do whatever I want. He's way more responsible than me. I hate this, I hate this so much. You know what just to get my parents back I'm not going to pick a bride I'll come up with something when they ask why, yeah this is full proof' I chuckled to myself and my perfect plan.
Just then I heard knock at my bed chamber door, "Come in" walked in my two best friends Antonio and Francis, they were princes from our neighboring countries France
PrussiaxReader Cinderella 4 *Narrative P.O.V.*More Like This
(Name) stood there in shock from what Gilbert had said to her,'How could he be in love with me? We've just met and he's a prince! And could it be that...I might feel the same way about him' You felt him wrap his arms around (Name)'s waist and he pulled her in,so their bodies were pressed against each other and he smashed his lips onto hers.She quickly started to return the kiss,just as it started to get more passionate and you were moving your hands to run your hands in his hair,the clock tower rang loudly telling everyone that it was midnight.
(Name) pulled back from the kiss and gasped,turned around and ran away from Gilbert. "Wait!" he started to run after you, you were already running down the stairs into a (2nd f/c) carriage. "Please,wait!",but you were already in the carriage driving away.
Gilbert looked down at the stairs and saw that you had lost one of you shoes ,that was (f/c) with the toe encrusted with diamonds. He pi
PrussiaxReader Cinderella 5 *Your P.O.V.*More Like This
I was waiting in the garden for Gilbert to arrive to the house,and waiting for Liz to hopefully get him here without Katyushka noticing. I was in a flowing (f/c) dress that made me look like a colorful river of fabric and elegance. Liz put my hair in a flowing up do to match my dress,we decided to go with natural make-up so we only put eyeliner and light gold eye shadow, and compact to cover the bruise. I heard rustling in the bushes and turned around.
(Name)'s house was a large enough house so it took us a while to get to the garden. The girl who told me her name was Elizaveta led me through the garden to a wall of bushes, "Just walk through there and you'll she her" "Thank you so much Elizaveta,after this is over any request and it's yours." "I'm just glad (Name) finally finds someone." She smiled and ran off. I looked through the bushes and I saw her from behind in a beautiful dress,from what I could see from her face,she looked very worrie
A Guide to Writing Hetalia Reader-InsertsIntroductionMore Like This
I would like to start off this guide by saying upfront that the only fanbase that I write for is Hetalia. Why do I choose Hetalia, and why do I stick with it? Well, to put it simply, it’s because the main story doesn’t really have a story. Every single character is undoubtedly round. There’s so much to work with in terms of being able to set them in alternate universes (AU’s) because the characters are essentially timeless.
With that out of the way, I should also say that these are my opinions and my opinions alone. If you don’t follow everything according to this guide, that’s not to say that you will burn into a fiery crisp or have your eyes gouged out, but personally, I will judge you. In short, I will think you are either ignorant, misguided, or an attention whore. I’m usually left to assume the latter. This guide isn’t completely dogmatic nor am I trying to be arbitrary as I’m sure I break some of the
NorwayxReader- Nice GuysLukas sat nervously in his car, waiting for you to come outside. You were going on your first date together after being friends for 5 five, and he had only just confessed a few weeks ago. You were both nervous but excited too, you had liked each other for so long.More Like This
Lukas was worried though. He wasn't like all of your other boyfriends. They had been total jerks and he didn't see why you had liked them, but for whatever reason some relationships had lasted a long time. He was the complete opposite of them though, being so monotone all the time. He had to find a way to make sure you liked him.
He had to become a jerk too.
You followed Lukas inside the restaurant, stomach going crazy with nervousness. Making your way over to your reserved table, you noticed how he didn't hold the door for you or pull out your chair. It wasn't that big of a deal, you were just slightly surprised. After all, he used to do that for you. You shrugged it off, ready for a great meal.
"So, how was your day Lukas?"
Awesome Trio x Reader: Prank CallsAwesome trio x reader: pranksMore Like This
(Y/N)= your name
(F/N)= fake name
(F/C)= favorite country. If your favorite country is America, Prussia, Or Denmark than choose your 2nd or 3rd favorite country
~Awesome trio p.o.v~
"Ze awesome me is bored!" Whines Prussia
"I agree" says Denmark
"Hm... I have an idea on how we can cure our boredom" America says with a mischievous smirk, Prussia and Denmark look and smirk evilly at each other
"So what's is it?" Asked Denmark
"We should prank call (Y/N)!" Exclaims America
"But the Frau knows our phone numbers" Prussia states and Denmark nods with agreement
"We can use the *67 and she will never know it was us" America grabs his cell phone "what should we say?" He asks Prussia and Denmark
"Hm... Will we should pretend to be stalkers and call her, she lives with (F/C) right? Will we can go to her house and ding dong ditch and then we can call and say that we are always watching her and (F/C) and we freak her out, I can already imagin
Chocolates~(RomanoXReader) You quickly glanced around the room, seeing as no one was around you slowly walk towards the kitchen, no one was there either. Smirking to yourself you grabbed the small ladder, and place it in front of the huge cabinet wall you had. Climbing all the way to the top you opened the smallest door, and reach in to grab a golden box. Picking out on of the finely wrapped squares and shut the box closed, you softly close the cabinet's door then began climbing down the ladder. Once everything was set back to place you smiled widely and jump up to sit on the counter. Slowly you unwrap the nice treat and throw away the wrapper. Checking once again to make sure no one was around you were about to placed the chocolate into your mouth whole, when a loud, "NO!" came out of no where. You jumped and turned around to see your boyfriend, Romano, standing at the door way, pointing at you like you committed some sort of crimeMore Like This
"(y/n) What the fuck do you think your doing!?" he s
-Water- IcelandXExcited!ReaderThe two of them sat there, near the window. Lukas with his hardcover copy of Jonas, Emil with Absolution and a bowl of black liquorice. This is how their visits normally went, calm and hushed. It was peaceful... So peaceful, that Emil had to stifle a sigh of content, as not to break the silence.More Like This
It was eventually broken, of course, by a small noise outside, off in the distance.
"What was that?" Emil asked, his voice sounding unnaturally loud in the previous quiet.
"Who knows? Probably a bird."
Emil hummed in acceptance, returning to the black-lettered text on the crisp pages of his novel.
A few moments later, the sound came once again. It was louder, and if either of them would have thought it possible, they would have recognized that it wasn't a bird. But who comes all the way out here for... anything? Everyone that knows Lukas should know not to come to his home unless they've called first, or else he'd slam the door in their face. Especially if they were Danish.
[Romano x Reader] Heart Transplant"You jerk!" Romano almost screamed at you, "Why didn't you tell me about your illness?! You got me worried, you idiota!"More Like This
"Stop it Romano!" Spain intervened, "You're making (Name) feel bad!"
The two argued as you lie down the hospital bed. You chuckled weakly, amused by the two. "You guys..." a faint smile plastered on your frail face, "If you keep on doing that, I may never see you two get together peacefully again..."
"Oi! Don't say that!" the Italian went over to your side, "It's as if you're going to die!"
"I-I only have 50/50 chance to live you know," you said, "Which means, I need to tell you right now..."
"What is it?" he said longingly, his chocolate brown eyes locked into your (Eye Color) eyes, "And don't tell me anything stupid about dying!"
"Well... this is stupid b-but... I-I really love you, R-Romano." A blush heated your cheeks, looking at your best friend, "I-I know it's wrong falling in love with you... My best friend... but-"
"Hush, bella," his voice lowered and
(fem)RomanoXReader: born this way(Fem)RomanoXReader: Born this wayMore Like This
I had this beautiful idea and had to write it!
______ Slowly stirred as the alarm went off. Turning towards the alarm, she slammed her hand down onto it, causing it to stop. After a few more seconds of groaning and deciding if she should get up or not, _____ sat up in the bed and yawn. Looking over to her right, expecting to see her boyfriend of 4 years to be sleeping, she saw a girl instead.
"EEK!" ____ Screamed and fell off the bed.
"What the hell, ____?!" The woman hissed and turned over to face ____ who was now sitting on the floor and looking over the edge of the bed.
"Who are you!? Where is Romano!?" _____ asked, shaking.
"What are you talking about? I am Roma-" Then the woman stopped. Holding her hand up to her mouth, she gasped.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY VOICE!?" She screamed.
"R-Romano?!" ______ gasped.
"Why is my voice so damn high!?" Romano, the woman, cried.
"Y-Your..A girl?" _____ Said, slowly climbing back up on th
Perfect morning - RomanoxReaderI woke up with the sun shining in through the window and straight into my eyes: a beautiful sight to behold, that morning, but not the best awakening.More Like This
I sat up and rubbed my eyes to try and get the sleep out when I felt a warm arm wrap around my middle. I smiled softly as the warmth spread throughout me, like the warm sun we knew and loved. He always felt like this, warm and inviting to the touch. In that way he reminded me of his home, back in Italy.
“La mia bella donna è sveglia,” he mumbled tiredly and placed a soft kiss on my lower back, sending more heat through me.
“Sì, il mio bell’uomo,” I replied with a soft giggle.
“Buon compleanno, bella,” he continued mumbling groggily.
“Thank you,” I said and snuggled my face to my own shoulder.
“Scherzi, it’s the least I could do,” he said and I could hear a small smile. “Now get back down under the covers,
RomanoXReader:Dialogue"I hate you."More Like This
"I hate you too."
"You're such a prick."
"You're just too stupid to understand it."
"God, just shut up! If you hate me so much why do you talk to me every day?!"
"What? Quit mumbling, you sound like an idiot!"
"Just forget it!"
"Well, fine! If you're gonna scream at me for nothing, I'm done. Bye, asshole."
Just forget it...
Romano x Finnish!Reader - Pyhimyksen KyyneleetRomano x Finnish!Reader - Pyhimyksen KyyneleetMore Like This
Title: Tears of a Saint
(translations are in the end. Think as if you're Tino's (Finland's) little sister. So your surname will be Väinämöinen. Enjoy!)
Take a deep breath. Good, now let the breath out calmly. Now don’t let your voice crack when you speak. Don’t think about it, just stay calm.
“W-what?” Seriously [name], that’s the best you can do? Didn’t dad always say you were strong?
“Your great grandfather, [great grandfather’s name] Väinämöinen, passed away. We’re sorry for your loss.” The man on the other end of the phone spoke.
You couldn’t hold in the tears. No matter how many times your father had told you you were a strong woman, you felt weak right now. Your great grandfather was an important person to you. Not only as family, but to your country’s history as well. He was the man you looked up to, the man who was truly strong, the man who no matter
RomanoxReader - JealousyMore Like This
Cleaning a little spot of dirt on the left side of his dear plane, Lovino didn't notice his younger brother trotting in his direction at full speed, joy radiating from his eyes.
"Lovi! Lovi! I need to talk to you!" The older Italian sighed in annoyance at his sibling's hyperactive behavior and squeezed his eyes shut to stop himself from blowing up.
"What is it, idiota?" He hissed between clenched teeth, refusing to turn around to speak to him. He grabbed his filth covered clothe and resumed cleaning the patch of dried up dirt.
"I just wanted to let you know that I invited ________ over to the airport for the day! So when you see her, please don't be rude." At the sound of your name, Lovino somehow fell off of the stool he was standing on to clean his small plane and landed square on his ass. He grumbled a few curses under his breath as he got himself up on his feet again.
"Y-You invited her over? WHY?!" Feliciano paled and took a step back, a bit intimated.
"Please, relax! So what if I
Romano X Reader (Germany's little sister)More Like This
You sat in the world meeting quietly as you watched your two older brothers, Ludwig (Germany) and Gilbert (Prussia) argue with each other.
"Why couldn't you be more like either of them?" You asked yourself.
Unlike either of your brothers, you were quiet and rarely yelled. You weren't very good at fighting and you couldn't stand up for yourself to save your life. You sighed wondering to yourself if you were as bad as Italy when it came to things like war and just plain life.
You happily got up when the meeting ended leaving your brothers who were still arguing about something else by this point. You were about to walk back to your house that you shared with Ludwig when someone called your name and you turned to find a drunken France stumbling towards you.
"_-__________! Ma cherié (my dear)! 'Ow would you like to go with me and tour Ze Effiel Tower?" He asked grinning mischievously with a glazed look in his eyes.
"Was he e
Please Forgive me RomanoXReaderOkay before we start the story. This story is based on real life and on my fantasies. Enjoy.More Like This
I sighed as I closed my locker. It was time for writing class. There was nothing wrong with that, I love writing. It´s just the person I had to sit next to. Lovino Vargas. My ex best friend and bully. In fourth grade, we were best friends until sixth grade. He began to bully me and then I snapped. I cried and told him I never wanted to talk to him ever again. After that, things were awkward around us. Especially now.
¨Hey, __! What´s up? ¨my friend Maria came up to me. I shrugged.
¨Not much. Just walking to my next period.¨ I said. She nodded.
¨Cool, pues I gotta go or else my brother will get pissed that I´m late for third period. Adios! ¨ she said and ran off to her next class. Lucky her she didn´t have to sit next to the guy you have liked for a long time but has hurt you, I thought. I
masquerade tango hetalia x reader RomanoMore Like This
"(y/n)!!" the voice nearly screams. The masked man slightly tightens his grip on your hands. "(y/n)! There you are! I've been looking for you every where!" Candy bounces up to you, then glomps you. "(y/n) we need to tal-oh I see your busy right now, so I'll go now....." Candy walks off, mouthing, "Text me EVERTHING!". You sigh and shake your head, wondering what goes on through her mind sometimes. "Hey (y/n)!" The msked man calls out suddenly. "Yes?" You look at him again, "What is it?" He seems to blush slightly. "What I was saying earlier is, well, (y/n) I l-!" The nearby bush shakes loudly, cutting him off. "Yes?" you ask, tilting your head to show confusion. "(y/n) I lo-!" He was cut off once again by Spain, who was magically at your side. "Hello (y/n)! You're a very good dancer, you know?" Spain pulls you in a death hug, squeezing the air from your lungs. "HEY idiota can't you see that (y/n) can't breathe??" The masked man angrily said. The easy-going spainard laughed, then
ReaderXromano: kiss me P4It's been a week since you have been staying at England's house. It wasn't that bad but to be honest you missed Romano, your Roma but.... He can't feel the same way about you... Could he? No, no, no, it's all in your head. Why would he like you in the first place, when he could have her.More Like This
"Love, are you alright?" You looked up at England, you almost forgot he was there.
"Yeah, I'm fine don worry about me..." You smiled weakly to the Brit.
"Are you sure? You haven't said anything all day. Also you haven't drank any of you tea..." He sighed.
"Oh I'm sorry! I-I was just-" England cut you off.
"You miss his dont you...?" Did he read your mind or something?
"How did you-?" Once again the Brit cut you off.
"It easy to tell love, everytime you try to get away from him you look like you hurt or like your about to cry."
"But I just can't stay next to him... It hurts and England I'm sure I mean nothing to him by now... I must just be someone that W
Child!Romano x Child!Reader - Promise?You waited under the tree's shade, protecing you from the sun's rays. You wiped some sweat away with the back of your hand, it was the middle of summer. What was taking him so long? You were getting bored of waiting for your friend, its been an hour and nothing! He would usally be the first one here.More Like This
"(N/Y)!" You heard your name being shouted out "(N/Y)"
You heard small foot steps, you stood up quickly and looked behind the tree. You saw your friend running out in the distance waving one of his hand wildly in the air and the other one, like always, wrapped around his tomato plushie. "HEY!! what toke you so long lovi!" you shouted out to him. He slowed down then stopped in front of you with his hand on his knees "S-stop... c-calling me t-that!" he said between pants. "I'm sorry but that stupid tomato bastardo wouldn't let me go till' I finished packing". You flicked the top of his nose for using a 'bad word'. He...just stood there. This
JapanXReader Ninja-ImprisonedMore Like This
(Name) stared at the landscapes in front of her, she sighted, lost again. Quickly putting her sword in her belt she started shuffling a little quicker. She had only took a few steps when (Name) realized that she wasn't the only one in this deserted landscape. Her grip tightened on her sword, it was hidden under her cloak. She could tell somebody was there from the corner of her eyes.
Sure from the outside she looked like an innocent girl... a little more muddier though. She pushed a strand of her hair behind her ears, her hands clutching the basket she was carrying. She fixed her stare on the ground, becoming more and more aware of the places and people around her. She stopped and glanced around, trying to seem as if she'd just heard something, as if she was an innocent girl who wasn't hiding her sword. (Name) continued on walking, a little quicker. In the blink of an eye she was facing a few people. She'd been surrounded. (Name) looked at th
JapanXReader: A Day at the Pool“Come on Kiku!!” You persisted.More Like This
“No,” Your japanese friend repeated.
You sighed. You floated on your back with a pool noodle in you hands wearing a (color/style) bathing suit. Kiku sat up on the patio under an umbrella refusing to look at you because he claimed it was ‘indecent’.
It was only you and Kiku at the moment but your friends Ludwig and Feli said they would be over in an hour or so once Luddy got off work.
“Its a bathing suit, Kiku, lighten up,” You complained.
He just shook his head and stared at a manga in his hands. You dunked your head under the water and resurfaced.
“You’re going to have a heat stroke,” You added. He was fully clothed in him normal long sleeved white uniform.
He shook his head again, “I have this umbrella,” he comprised.
You adjusted yourself on to the pool noodle. You were determined to get Kiku into the pool.
“You can float around on a spring float,”
Enderman x ReaderYou slowly opened your eyes to see you were in a field, looking around you noticed everything was...made of blocks?More Like This
You stood up and looked around more, everything was blocks and you were on top of a block made mountain. After a while you started to climb down the mountain and finally reached the bottom, there were animals here as well and they were blocks to.
"Weird." You thought aloud.
You walked around a little bit before realizing you were on an island in the middle of the ocean.
No other land in sight.
You felt scared and alone, how did you get here? When did you get here? How will you survive? You screamed and started to cry, so afraid of what might happen to you.
You held your head in your hands and soon felt a hand on your shoulder, you turned around to fall backwards and look up at a girl in a green hoodie. She drew her hand back and looked at you and you looked back, no words were spoken at this time.
"Hello?" You said, she flinched and blinked. "Hi." She said back, good she
Italy x Sick!Reader: I'll Take Care of YouMore Like This
"Ve~ Wake up, Bella." You heard Feliciano whisper. You cracked your eyes open in response. A dull headache thudded in your skull. "Are you okay?" He asked softly with his Italian accent. "It's already noon."
"It is!?" You panicked, only making your head hurt more. "It's okay, you're just sick, that's all." He affectionately stroked some hairs from your forehead. You felt the bed sink with Feliciano's weight when he sat next to you.
"I think I'll be fine." Your voice came out raspy. Feliciano sighed sadly, feeling bad to see you sick. "Well if you need anything, just give me a shout. Okie dokie?" He told you. "Okay." You smiled at his cuteness. He smiled back and kissed your forehead, before heading down stairs to make breakfast.
You unburied yourself from your pile of multiple blankets, and dragged yourself out of bed. You walked into the dining room to find a steaming bowl of soup in your spot.
Feliciano saw you staring at it, how you didn't even try to eat. He noticed your comp
Papa!Italy x Sick!Child!Reader - The DrawingMore Like This
(Name) quietly scribbled on her notebook. A huge smile was on her face. Feliciano , her father , was right beside her. His eyes were misty , filled with tears that are about to fall.
Pain and bitterness filled his heart , but seeing his precious (Name)'s smile washed them off.
The young girl coughed and wheezed. Worry was written all over Feliciano's face. Quickly rushing to her side he gently stroked her back , making her feel some relief. "A-are you'a okay bella?". (Name) looked at him , a faint smile on her face. "Si papa.. I'm okay". Feliciano sighed , still rubbing her back. (Name) exhaled and continued drawing. The Italian stood up
and walked towards the window. Slowly wiping of the tears that escaped his eyes. Seeing his only angel , suffering such dreadful illness was too much for the usual cheerful man to bear.
"Papa! Papa! Look what I drew! Its you!". An energetic (Name) says showing her drawing
to Feliciano. "Vee~! That's amazing (Name)! You're a really good artist bella"
Romano X Reader Stop that!"Loviiii, please stop being like that." You begged your grumpy Italian while you stroked his cheek gently. He only growled and crossing his arms, he turned away. He got jealous again after he saw you talking to his brother. Feli was excitedly teaching you some Italian words and cheered happily when you could say them right, making you giggle so many times. You always had fun with Feli but then you always had to deal with a moody Romano.More Like This
You sighed and shifted closer to him on the couch and leaned forward, trying to see his face. "Please, I haven't done anything wrong, why are you doing this now?" You pouted. You knew it would take a while until he calms down. This was the only think you slightly disliked in him, he would get so jealous even if you only talked a few words to anyone he didn't like, then it took hours until he hugged you again.
"I don't care." He mumbled. You leaned forward even more but turned away again, not letting you face him. "Lovi, ti amo." You put your hands on hi
Forevermore (Romano x Reader)More Like This
There are times when I just want to look at your face
With the stars in the night
There are times when I just want to feel your embrace
In the cold night
I just can't believe that you are mine now
I gazed out at the night sky from the open window of ____’s bedroom. They were beautiful tonight, just like any other night when I was with ____. They sparkled the same way, but her face shined more brightly than the stars did.
Suddenly, cold arms wrapped around my waist and hugged me tight, warming me up from the cold night. I relaxed into them and rested my hands over ____’s. It was still hard to believe that ____, the super popular girl of my high school, would go out with a guy like me, Lovino, who was such a worthless fool that was always overshadowed by his brother.
But either way, I was glad
Crossdressing!ItalyxReader Liar Princess Part 1More Like This
Crossdressing!ItalyxReader Liar Princess Part 1
Hair tied back into a ponytail, and has a wild curl of hair dangling down at the side of her head.
Her eyes are amber color, her hair is also curlier and a lighter shade of brown.
Just who is she?
Of course it, the princess of the school, Daisy Vargas.
"Daisy help me with my make up!"
"Daisy you look beautiful today~!"
"Daisy this~! Daisy that~! " you mimic all the people as you saw all the classmates rushed after Daisy. "Daisy in m-"
"Don't you say bad things about Daisy!" you best friend,Esmeralda, said as she playing hit your head with her paperback book.
You glared at her while rubbing you head. She scoot you over so she can sit in the chair with you. She lean at you and whisper, "There are to many fan girls around here."
You deeply gave a sigh and nodded in agreement. There were to many fan girls, just for Daisy. Over there in t
Waiting in the Rain [Romano x Reader]More Like This
Was she an idiot?
He watched her through the window, angrily stirring his cup of coffee. It was absolutely pouring out there, with the rain coming down in relentless streaks that the outside world was almost a blur. It didn’t help that the café carried such strong scents of coffees and teas with the shaky outline of a girl shivered. Running an irritated hand through his hair, he criticized himself for even worrying about her. He didn’t know her…and it was the idiota’s own stupid fault for not having an umbrella.
Why didn’t she just leave? Why was she still standing there?
Lovino pushed the coffee aside. He wasn’t even sure why he ordered coffee anyways, it was bitter and he didn’t like the taste of it. Just the way he didn’t like the way that ragazza was freezing outside in the rain. Sighing, he donned his wet coat and brought his umbrella with him. The coffee sat on the table,
Romano x Reader - Jealous ConfessionMore Like This
“Feli, don’t these tomatoes belong to Romano? I don’t think we sh–”
“Nonsense, _____! I’m sure fratello won’t mind if we use his tomatoes in the pasta sauce, ve~”
“Are you sure? I mean, Romano really likes tomatoes…”
“I’m more than sure! Now c’mon, we need to go look for a pot to boil our pasta noodles in. I forgot where I left it… I think it’s in the basement, ve…”
“Si! Pasta can be cooked anywhere, _____! Now come with me, our basement is dark and I don’t want to go alone. It’s really scary, ve~”
“Don’t worry Feli, I’ll be right behind you.”
If looks could kill, Antonio was fairly sure that the venomous glare Romano was sending both _____ and
LovinoxReader The Secret LetterMore Like This
“Bloody hell love, I told you not to call me that,” said Britain responded in irritation, though a smile resisted his attempt to be angry as he turned to face the (h/c) haired girl calling to him.
“Aw, but Artie,” you whined trying to pout, only to fail as a giggle escaped your lips and a happy smile graced your face. You couldn’t help but tease him, it was too much fun. Plus, there were very few people you could get away with teasing, and you took any chance given to do so. It was the only time you were able to turn the tables and poke fun at someone else instead of being at the receiving end of the joke. Being a very emotional person, it took very little to set you off and throw you into a bad mood or annoy you. Because of this, all of your friends took every chance available to irk you. They all said it was because watching you get so worked up was funny. You on the other hand, did not enjoy their constant mockery. While you
LovinoxReader: Morning DistractionsMore Like This
Lovino groaned groggily as he buried his face into the warm and velvety crook of his companion's neck. He could feel the warm golden rays of sunshine hitting his bare torso, signaling it was morning and time to get up, yet he had no desire to do so whatsoever.
His arms tightened their hold on the women curled up before him, your smaller frame molding perfectly against his. Cracking his eyes open slowly, his gaze roamed over your smooth skin that glowed in the morning light, and he smiled as he felt your deep and rhythmic breathing.
Sitting up slowly, he propped himself up on his elbow, resting the side of his face in his hand as a gentle smile graced his lips as he watched you sleep. His fingers ran lightly against your cheek carefully before he brushed some hair from your face, causing a small crease to form between your brows. He couldn't help but grin at the sight, continuing to stare at your slumbering form as he ran his fingertips over your shoulder and down your arm. When you shi
CIRL Chibi!RomanoxReaderWith a frustrated sigh, you sat back on your heels and stared angrily at the patch of dirt of sickly looking sprouts in front of you. Summer was finally here and you’d decided that you wanted to try growing your own vegetables. It’d be cheap, easy produce and you had hoped it would be fun.More Like This
But you weren’t having much luck in that department. You’d planted your first seeds a few weeks ago and made sure to take great care of them. However you seemed to have a rodent problem on top of the plants just being stubborn brats and refusing to grow.
With another sigh, you got up and headed into your apartment to clean up.
“This is so disappointing,” you muttered as you got a shower going and hurried to get in, letting the warm water relax you. You stood in the water for a moment before quickly washing up, your mind attempting to think of anything you could be doing wrong with your vegetables.
After a few more minutes you got out, got dried and dr
Romano x Reader - Teddy BearMore Like This
“You’re sleeping with that thing again?”
The familiar voice of the Italian carried a disgruntled tone as you clambered onto bed, his words raspy from drowsiness as he cracked one eye open to look at you.
“There’s nothing wrong with it,” you retorted defensively, clutching the soft material of your teddy bear closer to your chest. “It helps me sleep. Really.”
His scoff wasn’t very subtle as Romano propped himself up with his elbows, eyes narrowed at the plush animal that was held in your arms.
You’d recently received the teddy bear from your mother who’d been digging through old belongings she had up in her attic. During her little adventure, your mother managed to recover an old teddy bear that used to belong to you, and without a moment's hesitation she instantly mailed it to you to help ‘keep in touch with your childhood’.
Initially, Romano had used it as a way to tease you, especially when you cuddl
Bedside Manner (Romano x Sick!Reader)More Like This
Waking up abruptly is usually for an especially good or bad reason. Maybe you have woken up to your alarm going off loudly in your ear, or from a pleasant dream.
In this case, it was because you woke with the sensation and an unseen assailant has carved open your belly and personally torn out your intestines, leaving behind barbed wire in their place. You can say with absolute confidence that you've had nicer awakenings.
Dive-bombing to the bathroom, you managed to get to the toilet and assume the vomiting position before your body shudders, lurching forwards. You groan in pain and disgust as last night's (you know now) undercooked chicken makes a grisly new appearances as she retch, your whole body feeling like it has recently been boiled and stuffed into a freezer, at differing intervals. You hug your duvet to your chest, eyes uncontrollably watering due to being violently sick. You keep retching, the back of your throat burning and itchy from excess saliva. As you wipe your mouth wi
Life doesn't stop for anybody. Romano x ReaderMore Like This
“It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.”
—Stephen Chbosky, The Perks Of Being A Wallflower
A/N: This is written in [Name]'s narrative!
“What would you do if you liked someone?” That's what he asked me. And to be honest, it wasn't even a hard question to answer. To me, that is. Normally, people would be in their thinking space, and wonder what would they do if they liked someone. But to me, I really didn't have to think. It was a simple question and I gave him a simple answer.
“I'll tell them. So they would know how I would feel about them.” That was my answer to his question. And that's exactly what I would do. If I didn't tell them — then my feelings would be considered as "nothing". I d
::Romano X Reader:: FrozenI giggled alongside Lovino as the movie 'Frozen' played. I was singing with all of the songs, and Lovino didn't seem to care.More Like This
We've been dating for about 2 years now, and we've been living together for one year. Exactly, one year. Lovino doesn't seem like the romantic type, but gosh, he's been showering me with gifts and kisses.
God I love him so much.
"You-a have a bella singing voice, Ragazza." Lovino spoke, and I smiled,
"Thank you Lovino. I bet you have a nice one too." He smirked, and stood up.
"That's-a for you-a to find out, Bella." He held out his hand, and I raised a brow, but took it. He pulled me up, and I pretty much crashed into his chest. "You're-a so clumsy, (F/N)." He smiled at me, but placed a kiss on my nose.
"You seem to be in a good mood, Lovi." I smiled, and he blushed,
"I'm-a just-a happy to be with-a the love of my-a life." I felt my cheeks heat up, and he glanced at the tv. "Now sing with-a me, (F/N)." I nodded, and my voice started the song.
"All my life
RomanoxReader The Exploding CakeRain pattered softly against the window, drawing your attention away from the half-finished drawing in front of you. Thunder rumbled in the distance, the clouds dark and heavy. You sighed, turning back and grabbing your eraser yet again. You were just about to erase a large chunk of your picture's arm when you heard a bang and a surprised scream, followed by a long stream of swear words.More Like This
You decided to investigate. You opened your door, emerging into the hallway, and walked towards the angry yelling. It led you to the kitchen, where you found Lovino, completely covered in cake, and not happy about it.
“What fucking kind of cake fucking EXPLODES?!” he yelled. You snorted and broke into full out laughter. Lovino turned around, and you laughed harder. His entire face was coated with cake and icing, his clothing in not-much-better condition. “What the hell are you laughing at?!”
You fought for breath, trying to speak. “Wha-” you started laughing again. &
You're Messed Up!!More Like This
Prussia x reader
Okay so, this is an idea that I’ve been wanting to do ever since I watched the video called ”After Ever After”. I just had no idea how to approach it. But then I thought of Prussia and I was all like “THAT’S IT!!!”. So here I am typing this down. A link to the video of After Ever After will be in the description so be sure to check it out when you’re done reading!
(E/c) eyes scanned over a piece the paper, memorizing each and every line, paragraph, and stanza written on it. Owner of said eyes quickly reviewed the song in their head before muttering a quick ‘Perfect’ and running out of their room.
“GILBERT!!!!” you shouted as you reached the bottom of the stairs. You, my friend, have recently just found a new song while searching the ever popular website, YouTube. This song w
England x Bubbly! Reader - Tea LoveMore Like This
Arthur Kirkland's home was very beautiful, especially the green and bedecked parlor
where you were now. The owner of this lovely place was sitting in a small, green chair, trying to ignore you.
"What you got there, Arty?" You asked for the third time in the last two minutes.
The blonde sighed, and looked up at you, weariness plastered on his face.
"My tea, (y/n). Why are you asking, love?" You giggled, your (h/c) hair moving in front of your face.
"It smells weird, Arty."
He exhaled, and was about to take another sip as you leaned in real close.
Arthur set his tea down with a clank.
"(y/n), why are you..."
"Can I make you some tea?" You asked, bouncing on your heels in front of him.
He just stared at you, a surprised expression on his face.
Should he? No, you could set fire to the house...but it could get rid of you, he realized.
"D-do you know how to make it?"
You shook your head, an innocent smile resting on your lips, your (e/c) eyes shining
from the sunlight that had filtered throu
Scotland x doll!reader. part 1. threaded heart.More Like This
There i was standing in my doorway, cigarette hanging limply im between my lips, my fingures scratching my stomach. Standing there in front of me was my youngest brother Jett. His arm was out stretched, doll in hand, trying to shove it up my nose.
"I dinne wan' yer doll Jett."
"Just take the Sheila of my hands will ya?"
I took the doll and looked down at 'her'. Her (_) button eyes were faded and chipped, one button was hanging on to dear life by its orange string. Her tanned fabric skin was worn down and almost see threw in certain areas, cotton poked thru others. Her (_) yarn hair was in clumps and patches, stained and ragged. Her dress was more so the same. Guessing it used to be a royal colour of cerilian blue, now it was so faded it was mistaken for white with blue stains. Maybe that was just the case of it.
I looked up only to see jett gone. There he was pulling out of my driveway and speeding off. Before i knew it my cigarette fell out of my mouth and i ran out onto my lawn. Cuss
Punk!England X Reader: A twist of Fate Chapter 02Summary: At first glance, this punk is strange. But that doesn’t matter. After finding his stroke of luck, will you and the singer/musician Arthur Kirkland go from strangers to coworkers? Or something more?More Like This
The bus stops out of the blue and the driver announce that the engine isn’t functioning, so you all leave the bus.
“My name is Arthur Kirkland,” he continues the discussion outside, “And I am aiming to be an artist.”
“Nice to meet you… I’m uh… [First Name] [Last Name], studying to be…” you think for a moment. What exactly are you studying to be? It didn’t matter because Arthur did not want to waste time.
“Listen… maybe I could sing you something, [First Name]. Your poems would make amazing lyrics. That’s just how bloody good they are.” He says with such certainty, you can’t help but believe him.
Blushing at his compliment, you reply, “All right then. Let’s see
RomanoXReader: Mrs. South Italy CHAP SEIMore Like This
RomanoXReader: Mrs. South Italy
“Is she alright?” You Heard a voice.
“Ve, I hope so.”
“Bella! Wake up!”
You felt someone pushing you. As more senses came back, you felt the sandy ground, the cool air, and—you weakly lifted yourself up just to start violently coughing. Water spat out of your mouth, and you swore a little blood too. Italy pat your back in attempts to help. After a few more violent coughs, you regained energy and were able to sit up fully. Looking around, you were on a beach on a small island.
“Are you okay, Bella?” Italy asked.
You nodded your head, looking from Italy to Seborga, who sat a few feet away. It was night time, so a few hours have passed. You wondered how long exactly, but also how you got here.
“We found a few things on this island and started dinner.” Seborga said with a small smile.
Dinner? Did he say dinner?
“Dinner? What do you mean Dinner?” Yo
Carried away-Colonist!AmericaxIndian!Reader part 4More Like This
You sighed, rubbing your hands together in the water. Today had been the last day of harvest season. It wasn't too much work to find the last of the harvest. You and everyone else had combed the field to make sure everything was picked, and it was. That night there would be a huge feast, and most of the women had been cooking all morning while everyone else was picking.
It had only taken a few hours and now you and the other young women and girls were preparing to bathe. You didn't bathe your entire body very often so you were looking forward to it. Plus, it would soon be too cold for you to bathe in the river.
You were happy for the river hidden in the forest, hidden from the prying eyes of young braves. Usually a brave would be insulted if you even thought it was a possibility he would spy on the bathing women, but there was always an odd one out every now and then. If caught he would be thoroughly beat to a pulp by the others. After all, these women would almost certainl
Romanoxreader: Underworld You tossed and turned in your little apartment in Naples, Italy. For some reason, you just couldn't sleep, which was odd, now that you thought about it. The emergency room you worked at had been short of staff that day, and so you were on your feet the entire day, and even had to stay overtime, barely stopping for meals.More Like This
"So why am I not tired?" you said aloud, frustrated.
Nobody answered, of course. You had been living alone ever since you had arrived two years ago. Glancing at the clock, you saw that it was 11:29. 'What the heck. Might as well go for a jog," you thought to yourself. If that didn't tire you out, you didn't know what would.
In less than five minutes, you changed out of your pajamas and were out the door. You decided to jog around the alleyways- there was always less people that gave you strange looks or decided to call the police, thinking you were running away from a crime scene. You weren't particularly worried about running into strange figures. Your br
Homeless!AmericaxReader Coffee And Burgers Part 1It was that time of year again, Christmas. It was about two weeks till and you had just finished shopping for some gifts at the mall. You were walking home, an abundance of bags with stores' labels on them in your hands, and you tried to pull your sweater closer to your body. It was getting colder and colder by the second, you thought, and it sure did feel like it. It was only 75 degrees out when you left your apartment at noon and now it felt like the temperature had dropped by ten degrees! You sighed as chills started to crawl up your arms.More Like This
As you passed the bus stop that you always passed when you walked home, you noticed an unfamiliar face. It was a man, sitting and leaning against the bus sign. He wore what a normal eighteen year old would wear: a green hoodie, a Captain America t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of black converse. He looked as if he hadn't been homeless at all...until you saw a sack, containing what could've possibly been all of his belongings.
His eyes were closed, so h
RomanoxReader: Imperfection is Flawless Ch. 1More Like This
Warning: contains angry Romano. Therefore, it also contains his colorful language ^^
You woke up to the sound of angry shouting and someone whimpering in fear.
"Faster, Feliciano! You're falling behind again! MOVE IT!"
"I'm-a trying, I'm-a trying! Wah!! Please don't-a hit me, Ludwig!"
"Mein Gott! Are you really so lazy zhat you cannot even use your airbending to give you more speed zhan a drunken snail?!"
You rolled your eyes and chuckled to yourself. Just another typical morning of training.
You were part of the Axis Powers, a small but powerful group of benders who each patrolled different countries. You were a waterbender, and you were the most important bender in (country name), the Principal Bender. It was your job to keep the benders of your nation trained and in line. In a way, you were a military leader of sorts. In addition, you were the representative for (country name) at World Meetings.
"Oh, konnichiwa, ________-san." You turned in th
Death the Kid x Dead!Reader - I'm SorryMore Like This
Death the Kid stood alone in front of the gravestone. It was pitch black outside, and the cold wind made him shiver. But he didn't care. He didn't care that everyone else had gone home long ago, and he didn't care what happened to him, because she was gone, and now nothing else mattered to him anymore.
Tears ran down the young grim reaper's face. He couldn't take it anymore. He hadn't said a word to anyone at the funeral, and he tried his best to stay calm, but now that he was alone, he decided to let it all out.
His legs grew weak and he collapsed, kneeling down in front of the grave. His body wracked with sobs as he sat there, staring with watery eyes at the gravestone in front of him. He shakily reached out a hand and touched it.
"I-I'm sorry _____." His voice broke as he choked on a sob. "I'm so sorry."
He frowned as he took his hand away and shut his eyes tightly. He clenched his fists together, growling in anger. "WHY DAMN IT?! WHY DO I
GerIta Remember Me Yet? Ch 1Your name is Germany now, understand?!More Like This
I un Prussia now that your defeated by mine incredible awesomeness! You are under mine control,
H…ol…y….r…..ro…. ‘The young feminine voice cried like a repeated echo’
Ludwig jolted awake from once again a terrible nightmare, panting like crazy the suddenly weak nation shakily walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
“Vhy…vut is vrong vith me…” he looked under the sweat soaked bangs and at his dark lined eyes the tint in his great blue eyes slowly fading, due to the fact he was still half asleep. He washed his face and looked again.
He let out a sigh “another nightmare…vat make the 3 one this v
Don't Tell Prussia X Reader OneshotMore Like This
“Today has to be the most boring day in history.” Flopping yourself over the arm of your couch, you let out a loud, heavy breath. “There has to be something I can do.” After a moment or two of thinking, you had it. “I should go hang out with Prussia! He's always doing something awesome. You changed out of your pajamas and jumped into your car, speeding all the way to Prussia's house. Once there, you jumped from your seat and quickly shut the door. You weren't prepared for what you saw next. “W-what the, that can't be Prussia.”
Prussia was kneeling on the ground, face hands, and arms all covered in dirt. He was humming to himself as he pressed a small hydrangea into the soil, making sure it was packed in tight. “That's the last one, now for the sweet peas.” Seeing you was an obvious, unwelcome shock. Still, Prussia tried to keep calm. “W-what are you doing here?”
“I was bored, so I thought
BTTxDepressed!Reader: Part 13More Like This
A/n: Oh, in case you guys hadn’t picked this up before, “...” quotes mean speaking while ‘...’ mean thinking. Just clarifying that for you all.
Previously, your mother caught the BTT as they were about to leave your house, and quickly dismissed them. When they left, it wasn’t until they were halfway back home when they realized that you were that special little someone who they had made a bet to befriend all those years ago with your mother. So going back and reminding your mom, they were finally able to
kidnap youtake you away from the place you had suffered at for so long.
You moaned tiredly as you felt yourself waking up from a long nights rest, shifting a bit in bed you thought, ‘Definitely my least favourite thing to do... I feel like I could lie here and stay asleep all day and I’d be totally fine with that.’ Needless to say, waking up was not something you enjoyed doing, rea
A Town Called Hypocrisy .:Songfic:. Ciel x ReaderMore Like This
Can you take this broken boy
And put the pieces back as one
He was quietly sitting at his mahogany desk, sipping his Earl Grey tea. He was lost in his own nightmares, what others would simply call memories. The young boy could still picture everything, as if it had just happened the day before. Hell, he could still hear the cracks of the consuming fire and the cries of terror he had uttered. He could even feel the strong heat hit his skin and the lung-burning smell if he 'thought' too long.
The thirteen year old sighed, shaking his head to try and eliminate for a while the disturbing thoughts that had conquered his mind, but they simply wouldn't go away. He would never forget that day, his birthday, even if he wanted to.
"But do I....?" he rhetorically asked himself, lowering his gaze to his moving reflection in his tea. "I do not know anymore"
During the last three years, he had sworn revenge upon his parent's murder, that they c
A Xana (England x Reader)More Like This
(England x Reader)
The view from was something you could never forget about this place, but you weren't really paying attention to that right now. It was the highest peak of the whole city and you could easily see all the landmarks from up here, even in its nightlife. The sun was already gone, the sky pitch black; not even the moon was there, hovering above your head with the reflecting sun's rays.
The ride reached it's apogee, and the view would only descend from now on, as you were standing in a huge Ferris Wheel's oval glass dome. The thing that bothered you the most was why you were all alone with him here. It seemed like he didn't like company, but when you, [Country], announced that you'd be visiting a few countries, he was the first one to volunteer. Now that didn't make any sense.... Not that you minded in the first place.
The former owner of a third of the world.... He was sitting on the bench in the middle of the revolving glass egg, massaging his
IcelandxFridge- Sexy Fridge [CRACK, I guess :U ]"Morning, sexy" Iceland whispered to the fridge as he gave it a kissMore Like This
Oh my fridge! Oh how I love it so much! It remids me of this one part in Gangnam Style. You know that part of the song where it says "EEEYYYYY SEXY LADY!!!"? That's the part! OH GOD I MUST SING THAT TO MY SMEXY FRIDGE!!!! "EEEEEYYYYY SEXY FRIDGE!!!!!" I sang loudly to my fridge. It just hummed in response. Things are getting pretty serious.
HUMMMM HUMMM HUMHUMHUMHUM HUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMM
Lost in the Valley of the Night USxUKAlfred woke to the sound of his name, his eye lids heavy with sleep. He groaned and sat up, grabbing his glasses from his bedside table. Blinking to adjust to his clearer vision, he looked up.More Like This
And was met with two brown pools of ancient wisdom.
“’Ello, Alfred! Arthur’s told me loads about you.”
Alfred squeaked in surprise and fell off of his bed. “Wh-wh-what!?”
The man, who was wearing a pinstripe suit, a pair of converse, and a trench coat, caught him before he hit the ground. “Whoa! Steady on there, mate. Didn’t mean to frighten you.”
Alfred got shakily to his feet, eyeing the intruder warily. “Y-you’re the Doctor, right? As in Doctor Who?”
The Doctor raised an eyebrow. “Yes, I’m the Doctor. And people do like to say ‘Doctor who?’ every time I introduce myself, but how would you know that? I mean, I am pretty famous but I’m sure that second fact has never been disclosed; it’s q
Never Give up (HetaliaXReader)More Like This
You set your bag down and flopped on your bed, nothing was going right. Your grades in school were beginning to suffer, friends were in a major argument and won't speak to you either since you were neutral, and your art. You felt like your writings and drawings were doing awful, RPs, original works, fanfiction, in English class, art class, fanart, everything. You brought out the works and just stared at the words. Tears dripped onto them, making the ink run together into illegible words. A few drawing were spread out on the ground, the Hetalia characters could only stare. You threw the pages down to the floor as you began to cry, really sob as you just broke. Your parents and siblings (if you have) were out, so nobody to interrupt your breakdown. Before, you were teetering on just giving up, but Hetalia has mostly helped you escape; their jokes, stories, just them. Collapsing on the bed, you let out a few more pitiful gasps and cries before slipping off to sleep. Giving the las