Dragon!Norway x Reader ~The Dragonheart~ Final
~Chapter 45~ Final
“My tears!” you shouted at the top of your lungs when Mathias handed over his cape to your dragon and you gave his brother one of your layers.
“All those hours I spent mourning for you! All of those tears wept and swollen eyes and fits of hiccups! Give them back! I almost went mad, damn you! Give them all back, I said!”
Emil blushed and shied away behind his cape. Lukas, on the other hand, stepped in front of his little brother to defend the both of them from your onslaught of meanderings and punches.
“_____________, you have to understand that if my brother’s body didn’t expire—Hey! Stop that! I mean it! Don’t make me do something drastic!”
“You’re the worst!” you screeched and continued to pummel the How-Dare-He-Lie-To-You Sucker Dragon Dung Fish-Face over and over again. All the while, the other dragons were watching in mild amusement.
Emil tried to step in and hold you back.
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"Hey, guess who's here again!" your workmate teased you while you were taking an order from the old lady, who took always the same cup of coffee and a bun. You gave your best wait even for a second- glare to your friend and turned back to the old lady with a smile. After you had taken the last order, you turned back to her.
"What now?" you asked a bit irritated of her ability to disturb you always at the perfect moment.
"He is here again", the woman smiled knowingly and nodded towards the customer's side. She was right.
It really is him...
"He" was a young, about 20-year-old slender man. Though he didn't look like the strongest man in the world, he was handsome in his own way. His hair was semi-long and its color was somehow as blond as flax. His hair was decorated with a reversed silver cross hair clip. And those eyes, you saw them almost in your dreams. He had deep blue eyes, which glowed a unique, mysterious aura.
The man always sat in the same place, right next
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The pleasant chime of the bell that reached your ears signified a customer entering the café, and guarding your eyes against the bright sunshine of the morning that managed to infiltrate the quaint little shop, you were graced with the sight of Lukas' familiar, stoic face.
“Let me guess,” you mused as he approached the counter, “A black coffee with a dash of sugar and cream along with a slice of lemon bread?”
“Hm.” As usual, Lukas only made a small hum that could only mean yes before turning around, making his way towards his usual seat in the corner of the café.
Biting back a smile, you turned, quickly grabbing the proper ingredients to prepare his coffee.
Lukas was a usual customer at the café you worked at; he first arrived a few weeks after you’d gotten the job, and ever since then, he arrived every single morning at 8 o’clock sharp with the same order.
A black coffee with a dash of sugar and cream along with a sl
Nightly rounds (Norway x Reader)It was almost midnight and it was dark in the Nordic house. The 6 attendants had gone to bed several hours ago and were fast asleep...all except for one.More Like This
(c/n) was sitting cross legged in the middle of her bed, covers draped over her head. Every little noise the old house made, sent new shivers down her spine and made her whimper ever so slightly. “This is pathetic.. it was just a movie” she mumbled to herself as she very slowly poked her head out from the covers that served as her invisibility cloak. Her (e/c) eyes scanned the dark room, searching for anything unusual. Previously that same evening, she and the Nordics had been snuggled together in the living room watching some random horror flick that aired on TV... and now she was paying the price. She hated horror movies... but the others really wanted to see it so who was she to say no?
The (h/c) girl took a deep breath before sighing heavily, trying to remind herself that there was no safer place in the world than the
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She was such a tease. She always found a way to push his buttons at the worst moments. It was driving him insane. And today wasn't any better.
"(y/n)! What are you doing?" Norway asked as you were walking up slowly to him. He was reading a boring old book in front of the fire. It was the perfect time to annoy him. It was your goal to crack that mask, that emotionless mask. So far you had gotten one emotion, can you guess? Hold that thought...
"(y/n)! What are you doing?" you snapped out of your daze and rubbed the back of your head nervously.
"I'm not doing anything! Why would you think that anything was going on, eh? Just walking here!" You babbled awkwardly, hopping he wouldn't notice. He shrugged and went back to his book.
You sighed, happy he had bought your lame cover. You had a specific goal today, the most dangerous of all. One that had never been accomplished. It was more mysterious that the Loch Ness Monster
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It is late autumn. The trees surrounding Eliatha University are bare, and the streets are swept clean for the coming of finals. In this time, Lukas has not visited _________________. He has not found the courage to face her and ask her why she did what she did. The easiest way will be to ask Mathias to ask her, but Lukas knows that is being selfish and cowardly. He will not take this route, though he has little other options to choose from. Another easy option would be to convince himself that she was drunk and could not make rational decisions on the fly. Perhaps she saw it as a friendly gesture, a way of thanking him for choosing her over Mathias; however, Lukas cannot bring himself to believe ______________ of all people would choose to kiss someone so easily. It was hardly romantic.
The scenario rewinds in his head like a recorded television program. He has pondered all of the different angles, the different reasons, and the different possibilities that might
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There is one particular section in his textbook Lukas finds himself flipping back to from time to time. He has studied this section several times over since it was a required area of study back in his anatomy days. However, even after the second grueling year of med school passed, he has flipped to this section enough times that the spine has become indented.
The med student scowls. This is a problem. He cannot afford to have anyone—Mathias most of all—stealing this book. Lukas is the type of person who keeps things orderly and neat, concise and proper. If Mathias steals this book and drops it onto this section, then questions will begin to arise.
But Lukas begins to doubt his own minor paranoia. It is not as though his friend is the most observant person in the school. He should not have to fret over something that can cause him unnecessary stress; it is, as he thinks, an inconvenience.
Just as he begins to close his textbook, Lukas hears the sound of
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Autumn is young. The air can barely be considered crisp as it can be considered nippy. The temperature is just right: not too hot, not too cold. Today is a perfect day for a walk; however, regardless of how lovely of a day it is, there is much studying and preparation to be done.
Lukas Bondevik is a busy man, and like all busy people, time is precious to him; it is something that cannot be returned, created, or given back. It is unfortunate, but just like most inconveniences barring his path, Lukas finds a way to work around them or simply endure. One of these such inconveniences does not consist of the lack of time or the fact that he cannot retire for the day; rather, the convenience is one of serious matters, one that can throw off his entire thought-out schedule and push each set event back a notch—like dominoes if it is to be compared to anything relatable. The inconvenience: the café Lukas frequents is closed for the next three months for renovati
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As Lukas strode over to the....erhm, window, out of his peripheral vision, he noticed one of the cafe employees take off his apron, green eyes locked on a certain target. Which just so happened to be Lukas' as well.
Impolite as it may be, Lukas new what he had to do. Throwing on a fake smile, he turned to the server, now standing only a few feet away from the pretty lady.
"Ah, good, I finally got ahold of you, I was wondering if I could get a quick refill?" Lukas thrust his cup out towards the employee, his name tag reading 'Antonio', embellished with a small doodle of a tomato.
Antonio's eyebrows raised slightly, before he frowned and took the blonde's coffee cup, and headed off to refill it.
By now, the girl Lukas had spotted earlier was looking up at him, blinking puzzeldly.
Lukas invited himself to sit down across from said girl, before introducing himself. "Hallo, I'm Lukas,"
She looked down at
Denmark X Reader: Sleepy Time With DenmarkMore Like This
"EH?! You said you can't sleep!? That's too funny
How can you NOT sleep?!," said Denmark, laughing
with a large glass of beer in his hands.
"Well you're the only person I can turn too. I tried asking
Norway but he just said 'Go to Denny with that, and see if he
can at least do something', so I'm here", you sighed.
"Is that so!? Well missy, I can certainly help you
with that. I'm COMPLETELY useless with sleeping! All
you need to do is drink, drink, DRINK!"
"N-No I need a person who CAN help me sleep, moron", you spoke firmly.
Denmark was drunk and both of you knew it.
"O-Okay I'll help you __________! J-Just let me drink a bit more ."
"How about you come to my house tomorrow? Sound like a plan?"
"YEAH SURE~! HAVE FUN!!"
"Bye Denny", you groaned and closed the door to the pub.
Lately you couldn't sleep very well. The reason was usually because
you moved to the Nordic Nations where the temperature can drop lower
than 32 degrees, pubs became busy at around ten and the cons
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Your phone vibrated in class. No one heard. You snuck a peek. It was from Arthur.
Arthur: Hello, love! Fancy a drive with me after class?
You smiled; he could be so cute sometimes.
Me: Sure, I'll wait for you by the big oak tree.
You were waiting by the tree for Arthur when you heard a powerful engine and the loud screeching of rubber burning on asphalt. It nearly surprised you when you saw a car appear in front of your eyes. But this car was not Arthur's. Arthur's car was a sleek black Rolls Royce, not a sporty yellow, American-made Corvette. You stared as the window rolled down to reveal a handsome man with fiery auburn hair and cool green eyes. "'Ello thare," he said with a heart-stopping Scottish accent and a devilish grin. "Min' tellin' me whit kin' ay ijot leaves a bonnie lass aw aloyn?"
You blushed. "Uh... actually, I'm waiting for someone... He'll be here any minute now."
He laughed. "Ye talkin aboot Arthur Kirklain? Son ay a huir, leavin' a lassie loch ye waitin'." You eye
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Title: Hetalia x Reader: Bring Her Back
AN: Sorry for the late update, guys! Lot's of stuff in the background combined with laziness and video games is killing me |D I bring you, the final installment of the BHB series! I hope I haven't disappointed you guys and I hope this ending is to your expectations c:
You woke up with a start.
It was an odd feeling. You didn't even remember falling asleep. You shook your head and rolled out of bed. Your bunkmates were all still sleeping. 'Great,' you thought. 'I woke up earlier than I was supposed to.' With nothing better to do, you started getting dressed for the morning activities.
As the day progressed. you realized something was not quite right. Where were the countries? Russia? Was America alright? By the looks of your teammates, America was still alive. Everything was going smoothly, as if the previous week's events had never happened.
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You were sitting in the quad of your boarding school. It was a beautiful spring day, very late in the afternoon to be precise, the birds in the surrounding trees chirped a merry tune. The sun was high in the sky and fluffy white clouds painted the light blue sky. The marching band was practicing in the distant, the woodwinds play their beautiful tunes. The strings played alongside them harmonically.
The choir had also taken up residence in the quad their precious medleys blurring together in pure elegance. You smiled to yourself as you sat in the shade under a large tree, contently reading your favourite book. School is over for the week and you had the weekend to enjoy yourself.
Little did you know not to far away in the crowded quad, a handsome young gentleman had been starring at you for the past five minutes.
"Arthur! Dude!" Alfred called snapping his fingers in front of his friend. He has been starring at a g
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Norway x Reader
A large smirk appeared on your face. You had a playful glint in your (e/c) eyes. Everything was about to fall into place.
"I can't wait to see his reaction," you snickered to yourself.
"It'll be priceless!"
You wiggled your fingers above the keyboard, and clicked send.
"Now, I wait heh-heh .." you put your fingers together, as an evil mastermind would.
"BWAHAHAHAHA-" your evil laughter was interrupted by your friend, who was at the moment, one of your victims. He probably wouldn't care that much, since he enjoyed pranking and trolling others with you.
"__________? I heard THAT laugh .what are you up to this time?" Mathias asked, while entering the room.
You turned dramatically in your swivel chair to face him. Your lips curled up in delight.
"Why don't you take a look?" you purred.
He walked over to your computer, and you pressed play. The YouTube video loaded up and
Bound Servitude: Nordics Chapter EightAs the days went on (Name) found herself pondering how she met these young nations more than usual. Maybe it was because she felt herself getting even closer to them than before. But, still the memory of wandering the icy fields of Scandinavia was no fun. She was nearly dead when Iceland found her. He brought her into his home while his brothers were gone. He fed her, and when they returned they helped him bring her back to health. And upon that moment…she was cemented to them, she vowed her eternal loyalty to the siblings.More Like This
She thought about that fateful day…
‘I’m never going to make it to a home…’ (Name) thought as she walked on. He path would have been retraceable if the snow hadn’t begun falling again. She looked behind her and saw that the steps she had just made were gone and she was just standing there in the endless white. She sighed and kept moving, no matter how much she wanted to stop…she had to keep going…she had
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Why did Tino have to give Mathias coffee? Sadly, you didn’t know. But you DID know that it was NOT a good idea.
As you heard another crash come from downstairs, and a “YOU CAN’T GET AWAY FROM THE KING OF NORTHERN EUROPE, YOU STUPID BIRD!”, you laid your head on your desk, basically facedesking. Here you were, trying to work on a school assignment, and that stupid Dane was running around downstairs doing who knows what. Getting up, you made your way to the top of the stairs of your two story house that you shared with your older brothers friends.
“Mathias! What in the world are you doing?” You yelled downstairs with your hands on your hips.
He stopped at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at you with bright blue eyes. “I was trying to catch Mr. Puffin! The stupid bird said my hair looked like a porcupine, so I tried to grab him. But then he flew away! So I
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All of the Axis Powers leaders were in the tower. You felt like it was a waste of time having to scale all of those stairs considering after you received your assignment, you’d have to go back down again.
Oh well, you thought. Such is the way of high-horse leaders.
“_____________, glad you’re here,” Ludwig said. You noticed he was holding a small manila folder with a paper clip sticking out of the side. In the corner, Feliciano was staring off into space—or at least, that’s what you thought he was doing since he always seemed to have his eyes closed.
Is he even alive? you wondered. Ever since joining up with these guys, I’ve never even so much as seen him move a muscle or say a word.
“So what’s the assignment?” you asked redirecting your attention back to Kiku and Ludwig.
“We vant you to infiltrate the Allies’ base and see if you can retrieve one of our informants,
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“Funny…” Emil coughed. “It hurts more than I remembered…”
“No!” you wailed. “No, no, no, no no! Emil, don’t do this to me! What about all the things we were going to do when this was over?!”
“It—” Emil sputtered. A few specks of purple blood scattered onto your face. “It is over, _____________. The shadow is gone.”
You frantically shook your head back and forth. “No, it’s not. Emil, it’s not…We’ll take you home. We’ll get out of this alive together. We’ll…we’ll make it!”
A gentle hand reached out and touched your cheek. You took and it pressed it against your face with tears pouring down your cheeks in a flood. Emil was dying.
“____________, I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough for you,” Emil whispered in a hoarse voice. “I’m sorry I couldn’
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“I have to thank you for your courage and determination, Dragonheart,” Emil’s body spoke. Gone was the lovely silvery shimmer of his white hair; his eyes and face were beyond recognition with nothing but darkness clambering over a hazy, writhing shadow. His voice had been altered to a point where you could not fathom that speaking to him had once offered you comfort and solace in a place where you would have otherwise gone mad. Then again, if there was a proper time to be going mad, now was the time.
The shadow had a large sweeping tongue that slithered over its enormous mouth lines to clean up any excess blood it might have failed to pick up. Lukas’ heart was gone. There was no hope now. The flames of the world were consumed along with your friend’s soul.
“Lukas, Emil…” you sobbed. “Forgive me…”
The shadow bent its formless shape towards you.
“Why should they forgive you?” it his
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“Did you really have to insist on bringing that thing with you?” Emil asked with a disgruntled expression toying on his face. From the look of disturbance in his eyes, you assumed he would be on the verge of either forcing you to leaving it behind or throwing up altogether. You couldn’t blame him, though. They were his brother’s eyes.
“I’m not going to let some sick person take these away from me,” you frowned. “Could you imagine what they’d do with things as precious as these?”
“Uh…” Emil turned away. Without permission, you volunteered to list off a couple of reasons.
“They could put them up for display in a window or boil them for a witch stew! Or worst of all! They can even preserve them and wear them around their ears like earrings!”
“What sort of twisted reasons…? ___________, why in Eliatha would anyone want to do that with eyeballs?”
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From afar, the dragon hunters’ fortress looked nothing more than a humble shadow of a mountain with smoke rising from its high peaks. Now, however, the sheer size of the building was more intimidating than you had imagined. The sky was pitch black even though only a few minutes ago, the sky had been a bright white from the sun shining past the snowy clouds. Black and dark purple ashes were scattered everywhere, and a sickly sweet smelled filled the air as you and Emil approached the side entrance to the fortress.
“I don’t like this place,” you whispered to your dragon as you clung onto his blanket like a guiding rope.
“I don’t like it either, ___________,” Emil replied in the same volume of your voice. “I can sense a great amount of negative energy coming from inside this place. We’re going to have to be very careful.”
“I understand,” you said.
“__________, remember what I said about me not being
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A low gurgling noise began to sound out from your stomach. Embarrassed, you clutched onto your abdomen hoping Emil wouldn’t be able to hear the noise. Unfortunately, your dragon slowed his pacing down and turned in your direction.
“___________, are you hungry?” he asked.
You shook your head. “No, no, not at all,” you replied remembering the trouble you had caused the last time you had said you were hungry.
Emil blinked. “Are you sure? If you aren’t feeling completely rejuvenated, we can always take a rest.”
“No!” you protested. “Lukas’ life remains in our hands! We can’t stop just because one of us is feeling hungry!”
“If you insist…” the dragon mumbled looking unconvinced. “On another note, we’re almost there. He pointed to the horizon. “You see that small line of smoke coming out from the forest line?”
“Uh-huh,” you nodded.
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“There is a dark evil looking for the flames of the world,” was the first thing Emil said after the two of you had dried your tears and continued on your way.
You narrowed your eyes. “When you say it like that, does it have something to do with the way you were talking to me when I was in the garbage heap?”
The dragon sighed. “I believe so. I think it was only due to the power of the flames that kept it at bay. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hold it off before it consumes me entirely.”
“Consumes you?!” you gasped.
“Yes,” Emil answered with a dark tone. “I have a feeling that the evil has claimed nearly all of the souls of the missing dragons and their previous vessels—hence the large number of dragon hunters existing even today.”
“Why would it do something like that?” you whispered stunned that such a thing would happen. “Are the flames really worth tha
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Regardless of how preposterous it sounded, you had a feeling that you weren’t the only one who was thoroughly confused. All you could do was give a blank stare to Emil as he waited for you to say something. A question was a good start. A projection of your thoughts was good, too.
“I don’t understand,” you said.
Emil sighed and closed his eyes. It would have appeared that he had expected you to have a lack of knowledge—especially given that you tended to be slow during the course of your journey.
“I thought you would say something along those lines, ___________,” he said. He ran his hand through his soft white silvery hair. “I don’t know what my brother was thinking about before he died. That would mean that the flames are somewhere else.”
“B-But…!” you broke in. “If I don’t have the flames, then where did the light come from? How did I get so strong, and how was I able to heal my ank
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Sure enough, in accordance to Emil’s instructions, you did manage to find a small trapdoor tucked at the far end of the room. You were completely exhausted having walked for so long over bones and other unspeakable things to the point where you couldn't even talk aloud anymore. All of your thoughts revolved around wondering what might have gone wrong with Emil since the last time you had spoken to him. There were at least a hundred possibilities with each guess getting more farfetched than the last.
However, as much as you thought about what had happened to Emil, the dragon had never bothered to respond to any of these thoughts. Somewhere after the fortieth guess, you assumed that he must have broken away from your thoughts just like you could with other dragons.
Upon coming to the trapdoor, the first thing that instantly came to your mind was the fact that it was completely locked with a large padlock. Who in Eliatha would have had the brains to lock the place from
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“Ho! Who dares speak to me?!” you cried whipping your head around to see where the source of the voice came from. The voice was almost familiar, but the manner in which the voice was speaking was far too different than anyone you had heard before.
With no prospect of there being a speaker anywhere in sight, you began looking around for the source with the Sapphire Flames guiding your vision.
“Hello? Is someone here? If you can hear me, then I’d love it if you came out!”
“It isn’t necessary to speak aloud, human,” the voice said with a caustic tone on its edge.
“Human?” you repeated aloud, anyway. “I knew someone who spoke to me like that, but you cannot be him. I saw him die.”
“And how unfortunate that must be, ____________.”
Your head shot up. Who’s talking to me? Could it be…?
“My brother was right about you being slow in the head. I shoul
Iceland x Reader -Cold Hands, Warm Heart-It was said that only the strong could survive the relentless winters of the Blizzard Kingdom. It was also a great irony that the young king of his frigid kingdom could barely stand the extreme temperatures. As a result, he was constantly shut inside his inner chambers and rarely came out unless to travel to the therapeutic hot springs and back.More Like This
“It’s a good thing this place is so cold,” a knight said to his partner as they patrolled the halls. “Thanks to all of the ice, no one wants to come here, let alone invade. With the young king being sick all the time, we’d be taken over in a fortnight.”
“Even if he was in good shape, the only reason he’s on the throne is because his brother appointed him so,” his partner laughed. “I’d be damned if we had to take orders from the lad directly.”
The knights continued to preoccupy themselves with their conversation until they reached the end of the hall. Meanwhile, in the corne
Denmark X Reader ~ MemoriesMore Like This
It started to be the time of the year. You had reserved the flying tickets and vacation times ago, barely able to wait until the departure. You checked for at least the hundredth time that your passport was still valid, the tickets were on your handbag, and the alarm was on and in time. Just when you thought that the list was completed, you noticed one missing thing: chewing gum for the flight.
Do I really need to go to public? you sighed tiredly. But it didn't help, so you took your jacket from the coat rack and shoes from the floor. Luckily it wasn't a long way to the nearest market, only about twenty meters. But someone would still try to come to say something...
Nah, I'm not afraid... Right?
You waited for a cheering sentence to echo near you, but the silence didn't back up.
Try to admit the fact that you're alone now, silly girl... you ordered yourself and lifted the collars of your jacket as high as possible and went out from the door.
Everything went well,
Nordic Wild - ElkThe small herd of four male elk stumbled through the dry, rocky tundra. The dominant male, with antlers the length of 2 meters led the group, followed by his smaller mate. It was unusual for elk to openly display homosexual behaviours, but just because this particular elk did, it did not mean he was weak.More Like This
“Berwald, Mattias is dropping behind again...” The huge elk stopped, looking back. His smaller mate was a light brown, had much smaller antlers, only a little larger than his ears. A few meters behind, an elk slightly shorter, but definitely bulkier than the dominant male was trudging along slowly. He was being forcefully pushed along by the smallest of this group of four.
“Ow! Ow! Lukas! Your puny antlers are stabbing my hind!”
“Good! Get a move on!”
“I'm too hungryyyyy!!!” The dominant males smaller mate was about to trot over when an antler brushed against his side affectionately.
“Try not t' get involved, Tino.” The small
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I found a diary underneath a tree.
It seemed odd, how could such a thing be in this place? There was no one here, except for little Italy and my wife, Elizabeta.
Maybe it was hers?
I wasn’t about to open that leather-bound book and snoop into my wife’s private thoughts, but curiosity got the best of me that day. I sat comfortably under the old, oak tree, took the book and leafed through it.
The book held her memories since childhood. It merely served as her combat records the first few centuries, but as I went through the times, the entries became intimate. I read through how we met, got married and finally in the latest entry, I was taken by surprise.
I started reading about me.
Today, I found the one love I’ve waited for a thousand years. I love him as much as I did in the past, he was life itself. He was the one who filled my life with such warmth and joy, filled my ears with the music intended for no one but me, and gazed at me with so much adoratio
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I sat silently on the little balcony of my home, staring at my beloved country washing away with the flames. The screaming of the people pierced through the air, the consuming fire crackles with the wood and flesh. The smell was putrid, but I didn’t seem to mind. Everything in front of me was horrible enough.
I felt a choked sob tear from my throat.
The world was ending, it seemed. And my country was facing the angry wrath of falling fire and acid from the sky.
I stripped my clothes to reveal burns all over my body. Ah, It looks like I will be reduced to ashes along with China. Of course, I am China itself. Whatever my motherland is going through, I will experience as well.
But I am not afraid.
Oh yes, I may be sad, anguished, but not afraid.
Perhaps, just a little lonely.
I didn’t know… dying alone would be so painful.
I opened my eyes, quite painfully, and looked over my shoulder to meet a tall Russian clad in his trench c
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It was unexpected. Revealed to me after a day of laughter and learning. Dropped down like a bomb that landed in the middle of a child’s happy home.
The tears struggled to make their way out of my [e/c] eyes. I was faced away from my sorrowful-faced friend, Yao, who was staring blankly at the table of food.
My appetite had dwindled away into nothing, and I shoved my smooth-surfaced chopsticks into the abundance of rice as I watched a tiny moth zigzag through the air, its wings fluttering, a blur of brown unaware of the sadness that filled our house.
Why does it hurt so much when I barely knew who he was?
But I couldn’t answer the question. It was insoluble, after all.
Not one on the earth, or at least one that I could talk to, could give a solid answer to my mind; and my mind was quite questionable, as it didn’t seem to have sanity included in it when I first came down to this earth. That fact would make any inquiry from my psyche a bit suspicious, no?
Wear WhiteIt was a closed coffin ceremony. There had been no body to recover and place inside. The mahogany wood shone in the gentle lighting, adorned with only a single bouquet. White astilbe penetrated the darkness of black roses.More Like This
The display was humble and simple, a somber mood blanketing the church. Each in attendance wore the dark colors of grief. Each pew was filled, from the front of the church to the back. Not a single person more could fit in the sanctuary.
For the whole town, it was a time of mourning. Gilbert Bielschmidt, though loud and unruly, had been well-liked. He and his younger brother Ludwig were favored in the community. Nearly nine years before, a fire had destroyed his family. His parents perished, while he and Ludwig lived. The community had taken them into their hearts, and had saved them. Yet, strong as it was, the will of the community could not save Gilbert from the crash.
“We’ve lost a great man. A great soldier. Let us never forget him.”
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This story takes place during your (and Iggy's) University days. However, the two of you still haven't seen each other again since the day you left for America. At the beginning you are packing your bags to return to England, as you have been accepted into your favourite university in London (Imperial or UCL, for example).
(f/u) = favourite university in London
(m/n) = mother's name
(c/n) = course name
You plopped yourself onto the bed and glared at the state of your room. There were half-folded clothes everywhere; textbooks were flung about, shoes of all designs were hiding your wooden floor, and suitcases stood, wide-open. Your room looked as if it had been hit by 'Hurricane Sandy', and you were supposed to be leaving for England tomorrow.
You had been lucky enough to get accepted into (f/u).Your parents had pressured you during the times when you were taking GCSE's and A-levels. You had hated it then, you had enough stress
Learn Me RightMore Like This
You were lying on a cold hard hospital bed. You groggily opened your eyes and were immediately blinded by the brightness of the white walls and the intensity of the hospital lights. Once your eyes were adjusted to the light you looked around to see a sleeping figure of a man on a chair right next to your hospital bed. Your hand was gingerly held in his, you smiled at the sleeping Scotsman.
"Allistor." You croaked, it hurt to talk, it even hurt to breath. The sound of your voice startled the red head awake.
"Aye! Lass yer awake!" He smiled, his tired eyes growing wide.
"Yeah, I am." You laughed as you squeezed his hand.
"How ye feeling lass?" He asked sadness filling his eyes.
"I've been better." You stated before violently coughing, causing a few tears to fall from Allistor's eyes. "Please don't cry." You sobbed shakily raising your hand to his cheek. He smiled through the tears as he placed his hands on top of yours.
"It's all ma fault though lass." He stated.
"Uimh nach bhfuil sé." Y
I AM LOCKED - EnglandxReaderGiven the circumstances, being woken up by the sounds of an electric guitar -maybe, you weren't terribly knowledgeable with these things- violins, and a piano, all playing together in a not unpleasant, but not exactly pleasant melody was a bit of a shock.More Like This
The circumstances, of course, being that the only logical explanation for this noise was your dear friend, Arthur Kirkland, had woken up. Not too surprising on its own, except for the fact that anything louder than a whisper should be murder to Arthur's head right now.
Arthur had once again overdone it with drinking, and you had taken it upon yourself to bring him home. It was foolish, really, and a bit creepy, but you'd talked yourself into it with shallow reasoning. Your house is much closer. He lives alone; what if something happens to him and no one's there to help? He'll appreciate the gesture. Maybe he'll...
You tried to not let your thoughts wander there.
The noise didn't last long, about long enough for him to have foun
Romania x Reader MaybeToday was like any other day in an average kindergarten. Where nap time was dreaded, snack time and recess were the best things in the world, and the worst that anyone could ever do to you was say, ‘I don’t want to play with you anymore.’More Like This
The life of a five-year-old is great. You could get away with anything, unless your parents played the age game with you.
You strongly wish that you were still five. Innocent and small. Being able to do whatever you pleased with a warning here and there. Maybe even the dreaded time out. How time moved so fast. A thirty minute time out turned into a month worth of grounding. Doing the wrong thing made you look juvenile, where it would be cute if it was a baby. Being five was the time when believing in whatever you pleased. That changes in school, filled with people who would always age mentally that is.
You remembered the time when creatures, such as: goblins, fairies, witches, ghosts, were either feared or loved. Stories told by par
Games 'n' Guys (Hetalia x Reader) Intro"You need a life , (Name)." Belgium said , not even lifting her eyes from the magizine she was peering through.More Like This
"Well gee, I love you too , Bella." you reply , your eyes also not leaving the object of your attention.
"No seriously, (Nickname). No guy's gonna wanna tap that if all you do is play video games all day."
You deadpanned and looked at her. She had an impish grin on her face. Her eyebrows rose as if wanting you to question her. You scoffed and returned to your game.
"Oh-a no!" the red hatted plummer yelled as he fell down a bottomless pit.
Belgium tutted. "See even Mario agrees with me. Get a boyfriend, (Name)."
"Well you and Mario can suck it , 'cause I'm not leaving this spot till he jumps over that f-ing goomba."
And just like that Mario decided to be a piece of shit and jumped over the goomba.
"Welp~ Time to mingle , (Name)."
Belgium grabbed your arm and dragged you upstairs. "If you wanna man, you gotta dress the part.~" she gushed while she pushed you into your
A Hunter's Pounce (S.Korea x Reader)More Like This
Games 'n' Guys - South Korea
You knocked on his door lightly , praying to god he wouldn't answer. You didn't feel that you were ready to confess. HOW where you going to confess? It's not like you could just go up to him and-
Your thoughts were interrupted by the door swinging open.
"Da-ze~! You look so pretty today, (Name)!" Korea gushed while staring at you at the other end of the threshold.
A crimson blush appeared on your cheeks as you used the game case to cover your face. No matter how hard you tried to keep a 'tough guy' facade around everyone , it always crumbled around the ebony haired teen. His constant compliments never helped either.
Though you knew he didn't like you in that way, a certain quirk he did with others , he never did with you. He absolutely avoided touching your chest. Whenever you two hugged it was brief and he basically kept you at arms length. It really crushed your self-esteem.
"Not that I don't want you here (Nickname) , but why are you here?" Korea tilted
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Vladimir’s legs were dangling in front of you. He had a knack for knowing when something was troubling your mind, but instead of going with the normal friendship process of asking you how he could help you, he continued to pester you.
“Come on, _____________,” he grinned. “Say it!”
“No,” you pouted.
“Say it…” he urged.
“Not going to.”
“You know you want to,” your friend said in a singsong voice.
“Vlad, have you been picking up cues from the Magic Club?” you groaned. “It’s bad enough when I’ve got just you noticing these things, but Lukas and Arthur are two completely different cases.”
“What’s this about the Magic Trio now?” a familiar, friendly voice said from behind.
“Dimitar!*” you gasped.
“Hi, Dimitar,” Vladimir beamed completely unwary of your flustered state.
Your friend looked bemused and curious. “Are
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*A/N: Well, it is a Romano x Reader so expect a lot of swearing*
"That fucking tomato bastard!" shouted your boyfriend Lovino slamming the door to your house.
You and the Italian have been dating for the past few years now and things have been going great! The only problem, his swearing was getting hard to handle. It was always "The tomato bastard" this, or "that fucking ass hole" that. It was getting a little tiresome.
You sighed as the he stalked into the kitchen and planted a kiss on your cheek. "So, how was your day?" you asked casually. Lovino sneered.
"That stupid tomato bastard never shuts up! Him and the potato bastard! They have to learn how to mind their own fucking business!" he rambled. You smiled sadly and commented.
"Do you have to swear after every sentence?" Lovino looked at you as if you just sneezed out a butterfly.
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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
Jeg Er Glad I Deg means I Love You-Norway x ReaderNorway x ReaderMore Like This
Jeg Er Glad I Deg means I Love You
"Hallo?" you called out to the silent house as you shrugged out of your coat and placed your things down.
Silence greeted you.
"Anybody?" Your voice echoed through the house with no response and you frowned. Always, almost every single time, you came home to an empty home. It wasn't like it was early either. Your watch said it was well past 8:00 o'clock.
Oh well. There wasn't much you could do about it. No one "officially" lived here besides you, so you couldn't complain, but people tended to come and stay a night, or two, or ten. Usually it was the fun group of people known as the Nordics. The most common ones to stay were Emil, Mathias, and Lukas. Berwald and Tino preferred to stay with each other, but they did visit.
Lukas was supposed to be staying for the night, today. You guessed he just wasn't back yet. It was nice to come home and find someone in the house every once in awhile, however.
The house was large enough
Ti Amo means I Love You - Romano x ReaderRomano x ReaderMore Like This
Ti Amo means I Love You
"Romano!" you yelled, barreling through the busy, tourist-filled streets of Naples right behind your friend. "Ti amo!" you sang, throwing yourself onto him in a hug.
He almost had a heart attack.
You squished him in your arms, crying, "Ti amo!" brightly once again before letting the Italian go and smiling up at him.
He stared back with a mix of emotions you couldn't gauge completely clear on his face. He still half-looked like he was dying from surprise, but his face was growing redder by the second, his brows were furrowed, and his scowl was deeper than normal.
So, you braced yourself, and flinched as he started to yell at you. Which you droned out.
It was boring, and always the same thing over and over. Although you were a little disappointed with his reaction.
You were always doing things wrong in his eyes, even though you thought he shouldn't have been one to talk. Once, for fun, when he was yelling at you, you pretended
Mia Stella (RomanoxShy!Reader)You shyly looked up from your textbook, your attention fixed on the only person you would allow to creep into your mind. He had a scowl that others commented was permanent, but you were the only one who had seen him with a smile.More Like This
You averted his eyes when he started to move his head. You fidgeted with your fingers, biting your lip as you looked for the right words to work so you wouldn't seem so stupid in front of him.
You had been friends with Lovino for just about a year now. Although he had friend-zoned you a month after both of you had met, your emotions refused to take what he said seriously, so in the year you got to know him more, the little crush you had now turned into an unrequited love.
But what kept you from confessing was probably still his small, grouchy friend-zoned comment that one year ago. Along with that fact you would probably stay friends forever, you were also insecure about your looks. You knew in your large group of friends, there were far more prettier girls th
curiouser and curiouserseventeen years &More Like This
still chasing white rabbits,
it's no wonder i've never
been in love.
we're all mad here;
no one can find the road to
(i don't know
where to go)
let's fall down a hole.
(i'm just a chrysalis
with no butterfly wings)
off with my head when it
can only imagine nonsense
& clockwork hearts.
give me a cheshire's smile-
i want to know
what it feels like
to be in wonderland.
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“I ended up coming after all...” You mumbled to yourself, staring up at the large apartment complex looming above like some predator in the night. You let out a deep and tired sigh, your (e/c) eyes lazily scanning the building. It was fairly old but it was well up kept, besides the few corners where the paint was peeling off of walls.
Your eyes lower to the concrete floor as you drag your feet up the flight of stairs, sticking your hands in your pockets. Your fingers brush over the cool metal of a key. You gently rub your fingers over it, feeling the rough edges of it as you reached a metal door on the 4th floor. You take another long sigh as you slowly pull out the key. You glance at it, then to the lock before slipping it in.
There was a soft clicking noise as you unlocked the door. Grabbing and turning the door handle, you push it open and take one step inside. Your brows furrow as you take a quick sniff. It smelt like beer.
“Was he a drinker...?” You mumbled
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A harsh, gentle grin would always saturate a face with false happiness and cloud an on-lookers' judgement. They would believe that the giver of that forced smile was truly happy, despite that it was terribly not so in the slightest. There are many, many people in the world that can master the painted, pained smile. They could fool the most crooked of con-men.
There is only a toddlers' handful of people that might actually see this person smile; just enough to keep that smile a sworn secret.
It was puzzling, though, to him - N - that anyone would ever dream of hiding something so magnificent and pure as a smile. He has never come across someone so...closed-off as [Name]; the soon-to-be Pokemon Champion of Unova played the part of a good person and kept her thoughts to herself.
Yes, she would smile at him, but it wasn't the heart-soaring, ground-shattering, one thousand and a half watt grin that he would have expected out of her. He knew she wasn't actually awarding him with such an excl
EridanXReaderXKarkat- CASTLE: Chapter 1You are shoved into a small, dank room, and the cell door is slammed shut. You stumble, the momentum behind the push sending you crashing down to the floor. You land on your shoulder with such force that, despite gritting your teeth in anticipation, you yelp at the pain. Your hands bound behind your back, you retreat to the far corner as footsteps fade away behind you. Hissing in pain and humiliation, you try to make yourself as comfortable as physically possible, curled up with your knees to your chest and your back against bars.More Like This
Your name is (F/N) (L/N), and your success is very limited.
You inhale, breathing in air that tastes like mildew, disease, and carries the same chill that everything else here seems to hold. This... dungeon. You don't know how else to describe it. You've never seen one before, nor has one ever appeared in any of the books you've read, but the gut-wrenching feeling in your stomach makes the word surface in your mind. The floor is nothing more than hard-packed
Mituna x Reader - Just a Bit LongerMituna sighed and laid his head on your shoulder. The two of you had been having talks every day of the week. You loved being able to help your friend through all of the troubles he was having, and sometimes, he would even help you.More Like This
“I’m just upset,” Mituna explained, “because no one likes me anymore. Not since the accident.”
You put an arm around you friend and squeezed him tightly. “Don’t say that, of course people like you!”
“But Cronus said that he doesn’t even want to be my friend anymore,” Mituna protested. “He says that I’m ‘different’ and he liked me the way I was before.”
You glanced down at him, hoping he could feel how much you cared about him from the look in your eyes. “Just because Cronus can’t accept your change doesn’t mean you two won’t patch things up sooner or later. Besides, even if you don’t have Cronus, you still have Latula. She tries so m
Perfect Two ~Death the KidXReaderSometimes, it was hard for you to be friends with him. Patience is a virtue. And you have it. At least, you do when it comes to him. He was probably the craziest, most insane person you had ever met. Of course, he was crazy in a different way than say –Dr. Stein. Due to his parentage, and knowing his father, you weren’t really sure how he ended up like he did –OCD, that is. But still, you were probably the best friend that he would ever have.More Like This
“Hey _______!” calls out a voice that you recognized as Maka. She was with Tsubaki. The three of you were going to have a girls’ day. You were standing in front of the apartment you shared with your meister, (Name). Quickly, you walk towards the two of them, grinning all the while. (Name) had recently brought something to your attention and you wanted their sagely advice.
“Hi girls!” you respond. Tsubaki smiles softly at you.
With the greetings out of the way,
Hearts and Butterflies- Valentines Day DTKxReader“Oh, come on, Kid. Giving someone a Valentine’s gift isn’t rocket science.” Liz drawled.More Like This
Death the Kid, son of Lord Death and Grim Reaper-in-the-making, was standing in the courtyard with his weapons Liz and Patty Thompson like they always did when they attended the DWMA. Only this time, it wasn’t just any normal school day; it was Valentine’s Day. The gang had decided it would be fun to give a gift to any person of his or her choosing, EXCEPT his or her partners. This meant Kid couldn’t just give a gift to both Liz and Patty. He could pick only ONE person, not two. He could only give ONE present.
In other words, the exchange itself was asymmetrical.
“IT’S NOT FAIR! WHY ONLY ONE PERSON!? WHY ONLY ONE!?!?” he wailed, clearly distraught. He fell to his knees and began to pound his fist on the ground, nearly crushing the box that contained the small chocolate candy he was supposed to give away. Liz rolled her eyes and pinched the
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A nostalgic sigh escaped your lips as you gazed down at the picture of you and the Vargas twins. Feliciano's arm was slung over your shoulders, a happy grin on his goofy face that always made you smile. You own lips were curved into a small smile, but it wasn't because of the happy-go-lucky brother to your left.
Lovino Vargas had a rare smirk on his lips and, though his arms were crossed loosely over his chest, happiness shone in his amber eyes. You were so lost in gazing at the handsome Italian in the photo that you didn't notice the three men walk into your house until they towered over you.
"Hey (F/n)~" one of them, Gilbert, chirped down to you. The picture frame clattered from your hands to the carpeted floor that you were sitting on.
You looked up to see Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio all standing over you, sly smirks on their faces. "How the Hell did you monsters managed to slither in here? And don't even pretend to have squeezed your f
Texting (HikaruxReaderxKaoru)TextingMore Like This
Request for RamenIsNomNom
Laughing a bit to yourself, you put your phone down. The Hitachiin twins had been texting you all morning and you found some of their antics quite amusing. Such as when Hikaru took his brother’s phone and began sending you pictures of random things in their house, as well as Kaoru.
Thinking that you’d take a quick shower before going on with your day when the boys didn’t respond for a while, you left your phone on your bed and walked into the bathroom, not realizing that the twins had already texted you back and you hadn’t noticed it.
While you were showering, your phone was bombarded with text messages from the twins.
Hikaru: lol i know. hes such a spazz sometimes.
answer the phone!
Gamzee x YellowBlood!Reader NORMAL VISION!You are a yellow blood in this. More YouTube reffs. I know you like it, don't denniiieeeeeee.More Like This
You sighed boredly, as you were forced to stare at the computer screen. Karkat was forcing you to watch another one of his crappy RomComs. GOD! You wanted someone to cull you now, to put you out of your misery.
You groaned in annoyance as Karkat shushed you.
"_____! Pay attention! This is the best part!"
No one dared to save you. They would only be pulled in to watch the movie becuase of Karkat.
The Knight of Causing Bordem.
"Is it almost done yetttttt?"
"____, it's still in the climax! SHHHHHHH!"
You weren't even paying attention to the screen as you dozed off. While you were in your little day dream land, you heard a voice call out for you.
"____! ____! ____! SIS! SIS SIS SIS! _____________________________________!!!!!!!!"
Your head banged against the table in a greater annoyance. Just great, it was the stupid juggalo,
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Characters- Norway, ______,Denmark, Iceland
After exchanging books from my locker, I started heading to my second to last class. It was both my favorite, and my most hated class of the day. It was my favorite because class was the easiest, and the teacher didn't treated her students like crap, and never gave out too much homework. It was also my favorite because _______ was in this class. The only class I had with him. It sounds like a pretty good class, doesn't it? Well, if a certain stupid Dane wasn't in it, I'd make it my #1 favorite class. Who's ______? O-oh, uhm... He's uh... No he's not the football captain genius... He's my... Well...
Don't judge. If you have a problem with a guy liking another guy than why are here, seriously? Anyways, since your the only person I've told, please, don't tell anybody... My brother is already getting a bit suspicious and I don't want that. He's ______ be
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"Norwegian's look as if they're soaked in bleach.."
Lukas Bondevik, turned his head to see (first name) (last name) glaring at a computer screen, seemingly talking to herself.
Finding this all to interesting, Lukas peered over, accidentally resting his head on her shoulder, making her gasp and turn to see him.
"Lukas you scared me!" she replied, clicking the minimize button.
"What were you looking at?" he asked, taking the mouse, putting his hand over hers and moving the mouse back to the website she was on. It wasn't really a site though. She was looking up 'Norwegian Stereotypes', and Lukas raised an eyebrow.
(Your name) just let out a sarcastic laugh.
"Can I ask you a few questions then?" she smiled brightly, with Lukas giving her another strange look.
(your name) went right to it, and began to asking questions.
"Does everyone ski in Norway?"
"No." Lukas answered rather quickly. He thought he should maybe speak a little slower.
"Hmm.." (your name) went on. "Is it true that m
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A/N: this is for the 'song fic' contest, when 'It Snows in Hell by Lordi' came on while I shuffled my ipod I couldn't resist using it, cause Hell exists and it's in Norway and it kinda freezes in the winter and snows....
"come visit me sometimes" He went standing there in front of where they screened people's carry ons as thats as far as you could go I you weren't flying. "Alright but I don't know where the hell you live, I don't have your address" you replied. He quickly searched for a pen and wrote it down on the back of a receipt before you acquired it. You couldn't even look at it yet since it was already time for good byes. After a quick hand shake and a few words he left.
It was during the summer and you'd gotten a job as a cashier for a big chain department store in your town for the summer, you were still in school and needed the money and something to do. You were excited and saddened, this would be your las
Smile For Me FINAL!More Like This
Smile for me-Final chapter
*I would like to thank you all for reading this! And thanks to my Friend who helped me come up with all this wonderful ideas! Love you all!!
**Prussia and Norway doesn't belong to me
***You know belong to Norway.
****excuse the spelling and grammar.
"H-hold on, what?" I panicked, my heart leaped up to my throat.
But there wasn't a response. Instead, Norway pulled my face closer to his. Our lips only inches apart, I could feel his warm, mint smelling, breath as he studied my reaction. But before they touched, I pushed back wiggling out of his hold and half away across the room.
"No...no no no no no." I was mostly talking to myself and how much I wanted him to. "Don't play with me."
"Play with you?" Confusing coated his usual flat toned voice. "What do you mean, play?"
"I mean, don't mess with my emotions. I'm not some doll that you can kiss on and not feel any
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Smile For Me Chapter 4
*Please excuse the grammer and spelling errors!
**Norway and Prussia saddly doesn't belong to me
***Neither do you.
"Hey." He said in his normal monotoned voice. "Can I come in?"
Blushing a little, I stepped back and let him in. Still confused and shocked that he was here, I followed him into the living room dazed. Snowy hopped into his lap the moment he sat down in the chair.
"So, how have you been?"
Blinking, I slupped onto the couch and stared at him. "I've...been good? How did you know where I was?"
"A little birdy told me. Tell me (name) where did you get this darling rabbit?"
Damn, my mind went blank. Where did I get him? Oh, yeah now I remember. "Prussia gave him to me. Saying he tried to chew Gilbird to pieces. Personaly, I don't blame him, but then again I would have beat the crap out of the master fi
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'Soap, shampoo, toothpaste, toothbrush, towel...should I bring two towels? In case I use one and then need it again, but it's still wet?' You debated in your mind. You took two and dropped them off in your room so you could decide later.
Just as you were about to leave again, your phone rings. The screen reads "Your AWESOME Boyfriend" as you answer.
"What's up Gilbert?" you say casually.
"_____! Wanna go somewhere?" He asks.
"I can't, I'm busy!" You reply while trying to balance the phone on your shoulder.
"Doing what?" He questions.
"Packing!" You exclaim.
"Can't you do
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You lay in bed, trying to sleep next to Lenalee, but there were too many things going through your head. You stared at the naginata in the corner of the room, gleaming as the moon gleamed down at it. You remembered that just last night, Allen had given it to you.
“This was your father’s innocence weapon. It was called Gin.* When we retrieved it… the innocence was taken, but we thought you’d like to have it…” he said, smiling sadly at you.
You took it. “I remember this… my father taught me how to use one similar to it… I never knew he was a General though…”
The others had looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
You got up and walked over to the place where they had set your new clothes. You picked up the robe and looked at the rose cross that was embroidered on the side.
“(y/n)?” you turned around to see Lenalee looking at you sleepily.
“Oh, sorry Lenalee… I just can’t s
Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 22More Like This
Deep in the forests of the west, the sharp sound of steel weapons clashing together could be heard from a distance. Two warriors fought against one another, their eyes never tearing away. The snow had all but melted from being kicked and affected by the heat steaming off their armor. The dirt piled up against their heels, and the trees quivered with anticipation at the victor. There were times when one of them would appear to back down only to be parried and driven away. Neither one was giving into the other. They were both eager to win, their determination unparalleled.
“Give up, Mathias,” the Blade of the Ruby Seas growled as they clashed swords once again. “I’m stronger than you’ll ever be. Save yourself the pain.”
Mathias clenched his teeth and grinned. “And you expect me to let you brag about how dragons are always going to be better than humans? I think not!” Then, he pulled back and gave way to the dragon’s stren
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"My princess! Guess what!" You turn around to see Tamaki bounding towards you. Then, he encases you in a bone crushing hug.
"What is it this time?" You say questioningly, unsure whether to be on guard on not.
"The Host Club is having a DANCE!" He exclaims excitedly.
"A dance, huh? Sounds interesting!" You sigh in relief.
"It's gonna be SPECTACULAR!" He yelled as his fist pounded the air, the other arm still draped over your shoulder. Then he suddenly calms himself.
"Kyoya's gonna work extra hard to plan everything though. And he's even working during hosting hours!" He said thoughtfully. Then he turned to you.
"So, as much as it PAINS me to say," his hand clasps his heart dramatically as he spoke, "I'm afraid that my dear princess, that's YOU, cannot visit me during hosting hours anymore."
"What?" You ask in disbelief. Not able to visit the Host Club?
"Kyoya wants peace, so he doesn't want you visiting. He thinks you will only be a nuisance!" Tamaki whined, his e
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The raven queen stood erect and unrelenting against the measly white king. She had him surrounded. There was only one move he could have thought of, but even then, it would take only five more turns before you would have him trapped in your grasp again. Thankfully, the King of Swans was not the brightest of the rulers.
“Ah, you have me,” he laughed and leaned back in his chair. Behind him, his advisor and good friend looked down on the chessboard with lightless, calculating eyes and an exasperated look on his face. Being the more sensible of the Swans, he knew the kind of game you were playing. It was a cruel deception on your part, but you didn’t play to lose—you played to win.
And win you always did.
“Well done, Princess,” the king smiled. “Even after all of these years, I have not beaten you.” The way in which he would address you as “Princess” still bothered you. Though your paren
Cheater!ReaderxGreece~What he doesn't know~Trying to hide things from Heracles was a little difficult. For some reason he could always tell when you were lying, or sad, or any other type of mood that wasn't your normal. And lately, you weren't being yourself.More Like This
"You don't seem to communicate much with me anymore." he said calmly as you were passing through the room. Your body stopped, and your brain tuned in to what he had to say.
"Is anything wrong?"
You stood there, a little stunned. What made him think of all this now?
"Of course not!" you lied. If he were looking at you, you would have been done for. Your face was red and starting to sweat. You were....hiding something in your bedroom closet. Oh if Heracles knew...
"Well...come sit with me then." he said, in his usual tone. Carefully you slid next to him and waiting for him to say something.
Instead you tilted his head to see you. Was he waiting for you to speak first?
"Your face is red (Name)." he said with a little..surprise in his voice. You touched your forehe
EnglandxReader ~ Harry Potter Pick-Up Lines...More Like This
Arthur watched as you scribbled notes onto your yellow sheet of paper. He sighed dreamily as his eyes trailed down your long locks of (h/c) hair that hid your gorgeous face. Your right leg was crossed over your left one, completely unaware of the Brit who was admiring you from the back of the classroom.
Your teacher's words were just a bunch of blah blah blah's to his ears, because all of his attention right now was focused on you. Arthur has had the biggest crush on you since 4th grade, although you never seemed to have noticed. You guys weren't close friends but you weren't strangers to one another either. You'd occasionally greet him in the morning before class and he'd always greet you back, happy that his crush knows of his existence.
As the young blond quickly realized that he had been staring at your form instead of focusing on the class that was currently going on, he shook the daydreams away from his head and brought his attention back to his own blank sheet of paper. H
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“Alright, Fowl, move along,” Allistor heard one of the Eagles screech. “The king demands an audience with you, and we don’t want to keep him waiting.”
No, we don’t, Allistor thought as he moved along with his escorts (also known as his kidnappers).
Allistor had thought it was unusually suspicious when the King of Swans suddenly gave him up to the Eagles without any resistance. He had been wary of their actions; they would not have done so unless they knew that something dire was underway. Whatever the reason was, neither the seer nor the king would say anything about it. And so, the Eagles had taken him back to their king’s castle, and the Falcons had retreated far away to the high cliffs in the north.
When he had arrived at the gates of the castle, he instantly recognized the barren landscapes that the Eagles had called home. It was a fairly inhospitable place fit for only the strongest of the strong. He had even heard that
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"Fine! Fine! I'll ask her out!" he smirked at you, "If she can beat me in a one on one game."
You stared back at the Spaniard, mouth slightly open. If you could beat him? You had no chance! Even if you did understand a lot about it by now, you were completely and utterly doomed. Soccer was his favorite sport, you always saw him practicing on weekends, in the morning, at night, whenever he could get away with it!
Antonio's emerald eyes stared challengingly at your own (e/c) ones. You fought the strong urge to look away, trying not to show you were scared. Closing your mouth you stared back defiantly. When you closed your eyes, you noticed how silent it was.
Taking a deep breath, you opened your eyes, "Traelo."
He chuckled, "Whenever you're ready, ____."
"Give me five minutes," you said holding up a hand and jogging off to the restroom on the far side of the park.
You arrived at the r
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A man walked slowly over the stone road, taking off the tie that was killing him for the whole evening. Even though his smoking was a bit tight, he had a good night, a good party, happy to see his old friends. It was around 1 AM and the moon was already high in the sky. He looked sidewards. He had almost reached the alley he had to go in to reach his home, and after walking a minute he saw the small street. It was pretty dark, because the building next to it was shielding it from the clear moonlight.
Without any worries he walked into the alleyway, his goal to get home as fast as possible so his wife wouldn't get pissed at him. When he was halfway an automatic street lantern turned on so his shadow was visible on the wall. He froze, his breath got stuck in his throat. There, on the wall, wasn't only his shadow.
The shadow of a large feminine thing was printed on the stone wall. At that moment it shot forwards, and before the man could open his mouth
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By the way y/n means your name for those of you who don't know
So after you gave Masamune your bey you just sat on the couch. Though it took a while for Masamune to get everyone's bey, so you fell asleep on the couch.Then you were waken up by your best bey friend and Zeo's noises."Hey y/n its your turn!" Nickie yelled to you. You got up and picked a random bey that was in the hat. You looked at the bey you had pulled out. Vulcan Horuseus. "Oh. My. God. No, no, no, no.This can't be." You said as Masamune took the bey from your hand. "Hey uh..Nile! Your team mate y/n picked you." Masamune yelled for the whole freaking house to hear. Wow Masamune way to go and make matter's even worse than what they already were. You thought. Nile's eyes shot open and his head sharply turned towards you. He blushed and slowly yet ca
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“KESESESESE! Luds, you’re so easy to annoy!” A loud voice rang through the hall. With the voice starting to become louder and louder. You turned around in confusion, wasn’t the voice meant to be going away from you.
Before you even knew what was happening, you were thrown over onto your side and the wind was knocked out of your lungs.
“Yeesh! What where you’re going!” the loud voice said disgruntled.
I think that’s what I’m meant to say to you. You thought unimpressed in the slightest.
“Well aren’t you going to apologise?” He demanded as he got up. You sighed silently before picking your folder up from the floor. “Hey! Don’t ignore me!” He said, pulling your shoulder towards him.
You looked kinda pissed but also sad when you pointed to the sign that you had stuck to your folder in bold bubble writing “Please don’t be rude but I’m MUTE.
Iceland x Dragon!Reader - Silver Dagger part 2Part 2, because I felt like it.More Like This
Emil had been spending lots of time with the huge (f/c) dragon named (name), most commonly known as ‘The Silver Dagger’ of Mt. Esjan. (name) had told him quite a bit about herself, for instance, she had told him about her brother, (b/n) who was killed by hunters long ago, and her best friend Fafnyr Goldenwings, who was actually a tridrake, meaning that Fafnyr had three heads, each with a different personality. In return, Emil
had filled (name) in on what had been happening in the world and told her about his life and his brothers. He had been going to her cave for several years, basically since 1906. Since then, Emil had re-made his relationship with his brother Lucas. This year, however, Emil was in a slight panic. It was 1939, and Germany had just invaded Poland.
The (f/c) dragon was sitting in the center of her hoard, making sure everything was in order, when Emil burst into the cave.
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(f/n)= Your first name
(l/n) Your last name
(h/c) = Your hair color
(e/c) = Your eye color
(home country) = Home country (You don't say? /shot)
You always were a sickly person. As a child, you spent most of your time in a hospital, because you had a disease that wasn't curable. By the time you turned 14, the doctors decided that you could leave the hospital and life an almost normal life for the last ten years of your life. Yeah, because of the disease the highest age you could reach was 24. When you were 17, you traveled to Norway with your parents, where you met Lukas Bondevik, the love of your life. The two of you started a relationship and he followed you back to (home country), where you lived happily as a couple, until now...
"How is she?", your Norwegian boyfriend asked, as he stood before your hospital room, glaring at the doctor. "I'm sorry Mr. Bondevik, but it seems like her organs are about to fail,
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Note: I already had the next chapter done, but just finished editing it and rereading it. Not too sure with what I I was going for but here it is! Also, so there's no confusion later on (just in case lol), the relationship between reader and villagers will always be simliar to family or sibling. No romantic interests. I noticed this when rereading the scenes between Hans and the reader.
Chapter 2: Only Time will Tell
You had been floating in darkness for who knows how long. It could have been a minute, an hour, or day. All you knew was that you heard a voice calling you and a bright light in the distance. You ran to it and once you reached it, you woke up. You couldn’t remember anything at first. All you could remember was pain.
Rose looked down at yo
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Viking!Iceland x Viking!Reader
You looked back behind you, the blurry figures of the three oldest siblings barely recognizable from that distance, but you knew it was them. You could practically feel an aura of pure rage heading your way, but you weren't sure who it was from...
No, that's a lie. You knew very well who it was from, and you were actually surprised. You briefly glanced back at the figures again, but you paid them no mind.
"We're in big trouble now." you heard the Icelander tell you, which made you glance up at him. Your eyes widen at the sight of his grin.
"Um.... You okay?" you asked him, making his gaze tear away from the elder brothers to focus on yours. He nodded, that big smile still not wiping away from his features. "......Em?"
He glanced back at the shore, and he gave a light chuckle, making you even more confused. "Feels nice to rebel for once" he admitted, looking back at you.
Your eyes widen as you stared at him. "You.... never did bef
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Mysterious Hot Guys
-Heal the World-
Your hand was in the gentle clasp of Berwald's. You closed your eyes tightly and waited patiently for Tino to take you out of time, just like he had done at the café. Soon enough, the pain of being ripped from the normal continuation of time swamped you, and you nearly choked on the stale air. Your knees felt weak, and as you swayed from side to side, Berwald looked at you with a glimmer of concern in his deep, blue eyes.
"Are y'u alright?" He asked in that low and enchanting voice of his.
"Y-yeah, just not used to this yet." A trickle of sweat began to run down your forehead as your breathing withered to shallow, raspy gasps. "H-how come you don't need to touch Tino to be taken out of time?" You ask once your breathing finally returned to a somewhat steady pace.
"Hn." He look
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Romano + Tomatoes= Love?
It was hard to explain how nervous you were, though you were also feeling a bit giddy.
For the past few months, you've been secretly growing a small tomato garden your yard. You weren't all that experienced in growing tomatoes, and since you wanted them to be absolutely perfect, you called the only person that came to mind.
Of course the Spaniard that you called upon was happy to help, since he claimed that the bright red fruit was his specialty, and indeed it was.
Though many times he asked you why you were planting a tomato garden, you always got red in the face and looked away indignantly. You tried to keep the secret inside of you, but it seemed as if Spain had seen through you.
"So you're doing all this for Lovi~" he smiled knowingly.
Were you that easy to read?!
"W-Whatever!" you fumed, continuing your scouting for weeds in the small garden.
"Well you sure have the right idea chica! Lovi loves tomatoes!"
You blinked. Was Spai
Canada x Reader: Fall ColoursWhat on earth am I doing here? you wondered as you handed your dance ticket and light jacket away and were admitted inside the dance hall. You blew on your hands and rubbed them together, hoping the friction would warm them from the cold outside. You weren't used to how cold it is in Canada.More Like This
You tugged at your backless, sparkly black dress and you recalled how you got into this mess. Yesterday your friend Alfred F. Jones introduced you to his younger brother, Matthew, and suddenly you were going to a dance with said boy. You weren't told any other details, except that you were to dress up because it was a formal dance. Seeing as you'd finished all your university midterms, you decided to just go along with the date. But secretly, you only came to see the maple trees, which around this time of year – mid-October – would be changing colours.
"_____, so you decided to make it!" Alfred shouted upon spotting you. He was wearing a black tuxedo. "Looks like my bro won't be
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England X Reader - Take a train to Neverland
WARNING: includes lots of feels
You sat on a musky yet grand train going wherever. The wind flailing past, creating a whistling noise that emerged from the cracks in the train, it was accompanied by the noise of heavy rain that fell from the dark clouds above. It was British summertime, typical rain, as you had expected....
You curled yourself up against the crimson seat, and held the hood of your sweater over your head, it was unbelievably cold on the train, and you seemed to be the only person in the cabin. You felt lonely, and the world around you seemed to be turning black and white whilst your vision went blurry from your lack of food and drink.
You closed your eyes in an attempt to fall asleep, and doing so, you remembered the memories of better days....
*FLASHBACK, 1 MONTH EARLIER*
It's June. The weather was unnaturally beautiful; the sky is cloud free with the sun shining brighter than ever. Unfortunately, you w
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You walked along the bitter cold streets of Kingston, Ontario. The snow covered the sidewalks and streets, making it a tad slippery to step on. You shoved your bare hands in your pockets as you walked to Confederation Park. The street lights and bustling bars of downtown could always make you smile. The small city was always so lively and friendly.
The Christmas lights that hung around the buildings made it that much cheerier. Although most people were at home spending time with their loved ones on Christmas Eve. You still saw a few couples walking hand in hand down the sidewalks, smiling gleefully.
Your friend Matthew had invited you to the small Ontario city for Christmas break; which you eagerly agreed. You already knew that Matthew was the personification of Canada; so it was only natural that he'd want to visit the Limestone city. For it was the first capital of his nation, and he never wants to forget it.
In the distance you saw the familiar blonde Canadian crouched over by the
America x Seceded!Reader The year is 1865. America has been ravaged by the Civil War, and the South is winning. As the United States of America falls apart, torn by musket and blood, a new country arises: the Confederate States of America. Now World War II is quickly approaching, and the USA and the CSA are left with no choice but to join forces against the Axis powers.More Like This
You stood triumphant over the figure lying in the ashes and the dirt. Finally, after years of idealistic conflicts and bloody war, what you had been striving for was won. You were your own country. There would be no more tyrannical oppression! Your cherished and long-upheld way of life would survive, and all the memories of sun-drenched fields and content, happy families would stay.
You were a bit uneasy about what was left of the US at this point. He was going to be your neighbor, after all. You hoped there would be no more fighting between you two. Kneeling down in the dirt beside him, you gently brushed strands o
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Matthew sighed as he left the world meeting room. Why were they always fighting? He had had enough of it and had decided it didn’t matter whether he was sitting there and was ignored or that he left and went home. He was feeling terrible, even his friend _____ didn’t talk to him today, she was too busy arguing with Alfred. Stupid Alfred; he was demanding all of _____’s attention. Matthew put on his coat and wanted to walk away when the door of the meeting room swung open. You were standing in the doorway, clearly looking for something.
‘Matt!’ you said when you saw him, ready to leave. ‘Where are you going?’
‘I-I’m leaving...’ he answered, staring at his shoes.
‘Why?’ you asked, tilting your head slightly.
‘They don’t listen to me anyway...’ Matthew sighed.
You didn’t object, you knew it was true. So you just stood there, glaring at your friend.
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You could see him, even though no one else could. You know what he's been through, but all the credit is given to Britain. He's your hero, but his brother is already self proclaimed. His own mother nations can't see him even after all he's done for them. America will waltz in and suddenly he's proclaimed the hero, only because he became fed up with the Germany, not because he was going to support his mother country.
His own brother has tried to take him over, more than once. The fear never left his mind. Russia had owned a part of him at one time, now his brother does. He can't even call it part of him anymore. Another part of him wants to leave for the part is fed up with having their rights taken away, till this day that part still wants leave.
His land is the second largest in the world, but still is never recognized. The only time people usually see him is when they need his resources, his soldiers. Being as kind as he is, he always gave into helping.
"Hey Matthew." You whispered a
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[Canada x Reader]
In this reader insert, there are mentions of Skeet Shooting. If yu don't know what that is, don't be alarmed. I was kind enough to go into detail about how my school does it, so you don't have to do extensive research on it.
Whoever told her that Ivan was scarier on the ice than Matthew was lying through their teeth. As [y/n] sat in the bleachers at the school's hockey game, she was the only one who saw the change in her best friend. Off of the ice, he was a shy teenage boy that no one paid any attention to. However, once he gets the hockey stick in his hands he's a completely different man. He has a fierce look in his violet eyes and anyone could tell that he was the star of the night- and to stay the hell out of his way.
This was his place to shine.
Seeing the change in his over all demeanor made [y/n] more excited than she should have been for a high school hockey game. She was jumping to her feet, cheering
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The war has been going on for a few years now. Morale on the allies was low. To you, it seemed winning this war was an impossible dream.
That is, until Germany said that he had a plan.
You and all of the other nations that made up the new allies gathered in the conference room. Germany was already there. You took your seat next to him and watched as everyone else took their seats as well. When everyone was seated, Germany stood.
"Ok. Now zat everyvone is here, I vill go over my plan." He looked around at everyone. "I propose zat ve send somevone into Russia und draw him out. Zey vill lure him here und zen ve vill attack, catching him off guard." He explained. "Do ve have any volunteers?"
No one stood up at first. They were all afraid of Russia. Everyone was looking around at each other. Finally you stood up.
"I'll go." You said.
Germany turned to you, staring wide eyed. "No. You're not going."
You looked at Germany and narrowed your eyes at him. "Why not?"
"Because ve are all here figh
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"Keep running ____!" Ivan yelled from behind you.
Your feet pounded on the ground as you ran through the large estate. The walls beside you shook from the impact the attack had on the building. You turned around to meet a pair of worried purple eyes.
"Go," he stated simply with a hint of urgency in his voice.
You stood shell shocked as another hit came outside the building. The bullets from guns shattered the nearby windows. Ivan pulled you closer to him, in hopes of shielding you from the attack.
"Go," Ivan states urgently again pushing you towards the exit.
"Are you not coming with me?" You questioned the tall Russian.
"нет, it's me they want. I will not risk your life." He replied.
"Then I am staying too." You reported grabbing a hold of his gloved hand.
Another shot sounded through the empty halls causing you to jump in surprise. Ivan again pulled you close to him. He whispered sweet nothing's into your ear as you cried into his chest.
"Sh, my little sunflower." H