Hetalia: The (Not So) Beautiful Dating WorldMore Like This
Hetalia: The (Not So) Beautiful Dating World
For the brokenhearted
Sick of happy endings? Let's be real.
Love. Wanting love is only natural. Finding it is natural. Keeping it is a natural disaster.
This is a series of stories for the brokenhearted. You, dear reader, could be one of my characters. Therefore, I have given you the unpleasant gift of reliving the past and living in this story.
Have you ever had your heart broken? We all must have at least once. Dear reader, it is fortunate to experience heartbreak only once. My heart was beaten to death.
Do you remember the very first time? This was when a friendship died.
Do you remember the second time? This was when someone you love was very sad, but there was nothing you can do.
Do you remember the third time? This was your first romanti
EnglandxReader: ScarvesMore Like This
You shivered as you walked down the cold streets of your town. Gosh, you hated it when it was this cold. You understood that it would be cold today, but not in the negatives!!
You hugged your coat closer to you and sighed, looking at how your breath became visible in the cold, frosty air. You wished that you have brought your scarf with you, but almost being late for meeting with your friend Alfred, you have forgot to put it on. So there you were now, walking back from his house, in the freezing weather.
‘Why did I even go to his house anyways…?’
You flipped through the channels on your TV. Again, there was nothing interesting on, as usual. You sighed and leaned your head back and stared up at the ceiling. The background of the TV show seemed like it was all in a totally different language to you. You just wished that something interesting would happen and take you away from this boredom.
Suddenly, like god had
Horror Movies EnglandxPunk!Reader “C’mon, Arty,” you teased, getting closer to your boyfriend’s face, poking his nose with your painted-black fingernail, a smirk on your face. “It’s just a silly movie,” you couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh.More Like This
His emerald eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a quiet sigh. “Another one, (y/n)? Isn’t this becoming something of an obsession?” his blonde hair fell slightly into his eyes as one of his large, bushy eyebrows raised in question.
You rolled your eyes as well, crossing your arms, making the horror video in your hands stick out a bit as a few of your bracelets jingled on your wrist. “Obsession?” you scoffed. “You are being the definition of a hypocrite right now,” you smirked, taking a step away from your boyfriend, holding up your hand that wasn’t holding the DVD case. “Let’s just take a count of all your obsessions. Ther
England x Reader: A Scary SurpriseMore Like This
“Sorry love.” Arthur said as he was bent down next to you rubbing tiny circles on your back.
“Arthur I feel like shiiiiiiiiiiiiit.”
“Take deep breaths. That’ll help a bit.”
“Okay.” You took in a couple of breaths, but then your nausea came back and once again you threw up in the toilet, for the fourth time this morning.
“I’m really sorry love. Are you sure you don’t want to go to the doctor?”
“Don’t worry. It’s probably some stomach flu or some-“
“You’ve been saying that for the past week and I’ve think it’s gotten serious enough. _________....”
“No you can’t say this……”
“……You’re going to have to visit to the doctor-“
“NO YOU CAN’T SAY THIS!!! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!!”
“I do love you-“
“IF YOU LOVED ME, YOU WOULDN’T TAKE ME TO THE DOCTOR!! I’M F