2p!America x magic!reader- My girlfriend's magic!You kept your head down as you walked down the hall of your high school, hearing everyone. They might not have been talking but you heard their voices; their thoughts. You were a mind reader. You didn't mind that though. You actually liked it but a lot of people found it weird or creepy if you told them. That's kind of why freaking people out with it was like one of your favorite pass times. You liked seeing their shocked expressions as you told them their thoughts but now mostly no one in your school talked to you. They didn't bully you though. If they did, they knew they'd leave there crying, knowing a good amount of things about themselves. They would come and talk to you though. Regular conversations, just to see what all the hype was about. If you concluded from their thoughts that they were a bad person, you'd give them a show and if you didn't feel like being bothered, you'd have them leaving emotionally scarred.More Like This
You made it to your locker and entered the combination before look
Prussia X Baby!Reader I'll Survive With You Ch. 2More Like This
Beep, beep, beep.
A soft groan came, and the rustle of bed sheets next.
Beep, beep, beep.
Gilbert yawned loudly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he woke up. Lazily, he slammed his hand down on the annoying clock, effectively shutting it off. Sitting up in bed, Gilbert sighed, trying to fight the exhaust overcoming him. He was suddenly startled awake by the sound of crying. He wasn't sure who it was, but well, Gilbert being Gilbert, he kinda freaked out a bit. But don't worry, he'll deny it later.
Flailing his arms and legs, Gilbert let out a few squeaks before falling to the floor. Lifting himself up, he saw that only a baby was lying on his bed.
Wait a second. A baby?!
Memories of the previous night flooded into the Prussian's mind, as he remembered little _______ being left on her doorstep. She was awake now, of course, her eyes snapped shut as she was crying.
Gilbert panicked slightly. He had absolutely no idea what to do. Almost shakily making his way
Italy X Baby!Reader You're My Reason to Smile Ch.2More Like This
Right after the meeting had ended, Italy was heading home when _______, his new daughter woke up.
At first, she seemed giggly and happy. Until her stomach began growling. That was when she began sniffling. Which turned into crying, which turned into sobs, which turned into screeching wails.
"Oh, Bella." Italy chimed softly, trying to calm her down. "Padre will get you something to eat, sì?"
Luckily, the Italian bought quite a bit of necessities for babies on his way to the hotel in Germany he was staying at. Taking out the formula powder and a baby bottle, Italy filled it with water, and stuck it in the microwave. At the same time, he was shushing _______ and whispering sweet Italian nothing's to her, bouncing her in his arm.
The microwave beeped, Italy grabbing the bottle quickly and putting a couple drops onto his hand. Deeming it warm enough, Italy placed the bottle in-between her lips, where she greedily began to feed.
Her cries finally stopped.
France X Baby!Reader I'll Change For You Ch. 1More Like This
London England had dark, dreary days, no doubt. Even if a hurricane was blowing through the city, there would still be people wandering about, clutching to themselves to keep warm, phones pressed to their ears as they tried to make sense of what the other line was saying as they screamed back into the receiver.
Francis Bonnefoy was fond of this lifestyle.
Well, more than fond I should say. As he was the human representation of France, we can expect he’d be used to a bit of commotion. He lived in Paris, which was one of the noisiest cities in France. People scurried about day and night, speaking smoothly in their native tongue as the ordered their morning coffee and evening suppers, flaunting to their loved ones about their day in such a manner that they would only around certain people.
London was different in only two ways: the scenery change, and the native language in which the Englishman spoke.
Commotion always sounded the same, though. Practically
2p!Canada x bullied!child!reader-Thank you so muchYou raced down the alleyway, as fast as your little seven year old legs could take you, away from the older boys yelling mean things to you and laughing about it as you ran. They had their pet pitbulls with them on leashes, helping track you down and adding to their noise. Your leg muscles burned but you couldn't stop. If they caught you, they wouldn't let you go so you just ran. "(name)! (name)! Get back here ya little bitch! Come on! We just wanna play with you! The dogs do too! They're growling with excitement!" Your eyes stung from the threat of more tears but you shook your head.More Like This
You pushed trash cans down to try and slow them but nothing worked. They were determined to catch you. Since you were only a seven year old girl and them, teenage boys, it was only natural that you would tire out before them. It was amazing that you were getting as far as you were.
You soon collapsed onto your hands and knees. They quickly surrounded you. The dogs' loud barking pounding against your ear d
GerIta: NightmaresMore Like This
It was after midnight, and Germany had just finished his paperwork. He had spent all day focusing on it, only stopping once for a quick meal. Italy had insisted that he take a break for awhile, but he refused. This paperwork was extremely important, and nothing would distract him.
Italy had tried for about an hour to convince him to stop. He poked his face repeatedly, he whined, he even "accidentally" spilled water on the floor to get Germany's attention, but nothing worked. Germany was determined to get his work done. After awhile, Italy gave up and walked off sadly, not bothering him for the rest of the day.
Now that Germany had completed his work, he was exhausted. He could barely keep his eyes open, and although he had barely eaten and his stomach was growling, he was too tired to eat. So he quickly got ready for bed and walked into his room.