*Soviet Reprisal* 2P!Russia X Reader FINALMore Like This
-Final Chapter ^^ This is the 5th part to my Soviet Reprisal, and the final, and I whipped it out in no time flat! I feel weird ending in 5 chapters, but I feel more accomplished about it this way xD And to think it's a request ^^ You better like this ending, Chiyoyo xD Gah! Fluffeh ending is fluffeh!! DX
WARNINGS: Violence, slight gore, language, sad situations, slight mention of Nazism, and war (Don't say I didn't warn you)
*-Nazi reference FTW 8D
*Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, the Characters, or You; I only own the plot
Ivan had come back to his room to retrieve you after lunch, which occurred downstairs not an hour after he had stormed out of the room in a fit of rage. When he returned, his expression was softer, almost apologetic, and he was more patient with you when you needed to use the restroom before you left.
Now you walked down the long corridor behind the man who has changed your life, on your way to finally solve the case of what happened t
Stalker!2p!America X Reader-AnimalsMore Like This
Stalker!2p!America x Reader-Animals
Baby, I'm preying on you tonight
Hunt you down eat you alive
Just like animals
“Bye guys!”You waved to your friends as they walked off. School was over and summer was here!
You’d probably would be happier, but lately its felt like you’ve never had a single moment of piece. It was getting on your nerves and you didn’t want to think much about it. Goodbye 10th grade and hello 11th grade.
High school was alright, but you hoped for a bit more excitement. Like with the kids around you, not you yourself. Most of your friends said it's just you being paranoid, but one mentioned the word 'stalker'. Man, you didn’t want to even think of the possibilities of that.
Sighing, you kept walking home. That feeling of being watched came back again. It annoyed you and it felt like someone was playing with your feelings. Like a puppet, but a more advanced one where the person tugging the strings ha
60 minutes in Hetalia Christmas HeavenIntroMore Like This
Yes it is Christmas 2013 and it is your turn to host the Christmas party at your house (it's not a small house and it's not a mansion but it's a very big house). And you invite a load of your friends and the Countries. You're friends with both the 1p countries and the 2p's and yo're the only one out of your human friends who knows they are countries. You’re a helper to arrange meetings, help with paper work, make sure that the 1p's and 2p's get along etc. you are kind of a country being able to live for ever and stay looking young with the help of Arthur Kirkland(England), Lukas Bondavik (Norway) and Vladimir Popescu (Romania). There magic made you 'immortal' and that was about 50 years ago, still looking 19.
It is 8:30 in the morning and you wake up with the sound of you mobile phone ringing. sitting up lazily and looking at it to see who is calling you, it was Alfred. Tempting not to answer but since you’re up now y
2P!America x Reader: Why You PT.1More Like This
"Ohhh _______" The voice echoed through the dark alley, it was dark and damp outside, but you payed attention to one thing and one thing only, getting away from him.
"Come out, come out where ever you aaare" You hear as heavy footsteps splash in water on the pavement.
"YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CANT HIDE" He yells with an amused laugh, he was mocking you, walking slowly, letting you have your 'fun'
You run, your feet only a split second on the ground, tap tap tap the water drips through the pipes and onto roofs of the houses shielding the alley from the few cars driving on the road at this time.
"Here kitty kitty" his voice echo's
Your mind is driven mad, this effect, it's all happening and you're not dreaming and you hate it. You keep jogging, anything to make sure your alone. You get so tired you slow your pace, out of breath panting like a dog. You stop and lean against the cold damp brick, your (favorite color) hoodie completely wet, your (hair color) hair gently dripping the cold
Pirate! England X Slave! Reader Ch.1I've updated the story, It's now on stash writer instead of note here's the link: http://darkened-innocence.deviantart.com/journal/Pirate-England-X-Slave-Reader-Ch-1-396833294#commentsMore Like This
Hetalia x Reader: In HeavenThe heaven choice of the Hetalia x reader x 2ptalia: In heaven or hell. EnjoyMore Like This
You laugh, (E/C) eyes sparkling. "Oh very funny guys, you really had me going for a second there." Everyone frowns, making you nervous. They were just joking right?... Italy goes over to you and hugs you tight. "We aren't-a joking bella. You have to make a choice now." You gulp noticing the lustful looks in the second players eyes. That scared the hell out of you.
You take a deep breath, understanding the situation you found yourself in. With out a word you flip off the second players. "I choice heaven so get over it." There are some curses from second players and you even think you hear Luciano mutter something about knives. You gulp, but not regretting your choice. You walk over to Germany who is holding the heaven bag open for you. You smile at him.
"Maybe I'll get you!~" He blushes a bit. You smile getting ready to pull out an item from the bag, grinning as you do. But America pipes up
Hetalia x reader: Zodiac Gods IntroMore Like This
You were one of the many goddesses of the Greek gods and goddesses, and you were very prestigious to the many mortals below you as you were one of the many kind and gentle gods. However, many of the gods had also been flirting with you, and wanting to make you their queen. Yet you would always say no and walk away. It was also really hard being a goddess, yet you never let it get to you, and continued doing your job as a goddess.
One day, you were walking around Olympus when you suddenly came across 12 different doors with strange zodiac symbols that you thought you've seen before. Curious, you decided to choose one of the doors that came from your birthday. The door that you chose was....
Mafia boss!Romano X Reader X Mafia!SpainMore Like This
"So boss, vhen should we take them out?" a blonde man in a black Gucci suit asked to his boss. "If they-a don't pay us buy tomorrow-a then we shall attack" The boss replied rudely, clearly showing a disliking to the German man; his strange gravity defying curl bobbing a but as he talked hushed; you see the restaurant he was in was a dangerous one, full of other mafia groups as this is a nicely hidden place in the back of a tightly squeezed ally but amazingly big on the inside with a gigantic stage on one side of the room usually smooth Italian bands would play and a calm atmosphere would be set as most of the mafias had a glass of wine with a cigar.
Right now around a table where a mafia of five, there were more members; WAY more but the more important ones are here right now; Everyone in the restaurant suddenly quietened down as a tall man with slicked back black hair (He was one of the trumpet players in one of the bands that played t
APH Lebanon- General InfoCountry Name: Republic of Lebanon (اَلْجُمْهُورِيَّةاَللُّبْنَانِيَّة al-Jumhūrīyah al-Lubnānīyah)More Like This
Capital City: Beirut
Home Town: Tyre
National Tree: Lebanese Cedar tree
National Anthem: Kulluna lil watan (All of us, For Our Country!)
National Animal: Striped Hyena
Human Name: Alima Mansour
Nickname(s): She doesn't have many nicknames, but the Arab states call her by, 'Lubnaniyah' or 'Lubnan' (Arabic for 'Lebanon'). The people closest to her call her by her first name. Syria, however, will either tend to call her a, 'snob' or will use the term of endearment, 'habibti'.
Human Age: Physically she's 28 (Around 2,850 years old. Born in 838 BC)
Birthday: 22nd of November (Recognition of In