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Sasuke X Little Sister! READER *Pinkie Promise*
you stormed into orochimaru’s base.
a ten year old girl. going about like the biggest and scariest badass there was.
and truthfully, you kinda were.
you had him. you finally had that bastard. no way was he ditching you again.
kicking down every door you passed, you searched vigorously for that jerk of a brother.
‘he promised!’ you hissed in your thoughts.
‘he fucking promised that he would never leave me behind!’
you were five when you were freed from that giant test tube you rested in.
already capable of mangekyo sharingan through the torturing experiments you went through, you were deemed dangerous to the konoha and were to be exterminated.
but the hokage, regardless of the advice given by both medical ninja and the anbu black ops, saw you just as he saw sasuke; a soul who must be protected.
the medical ninja confirmed you as Sasuke’s little sister; the hokage thought he should take you to the academy, but he didn
Hetalia x Reader: Bring Her Back
AN:This is based on a dream I had. Some to none of you know that I will be joining the military soon, and I had a nightmare where I, not only stopped being a fan of Hetalia, but I completely forgot about them and they no longer existed in my world. So, this is just to get it off my chest, but also to remind me of what I don't want to become. It might turn into a series, but I'll leave that for you readers to decide if I should continue this or not.
You smiled, your eyes closed. It was always good to hear his voice. "Alfred," you said aloud. But there was no one in your room.
"__________!" the voice in your head said again. "__________, is it true? Are you really gonna go through with this?"
"Yes, Alfie. I'm doing this," you answered, pride in your voice.
The handsome face appeared behind your closed eyes. "__________, you don't have to, you know that?" he smiled softly.
"But I want to," yo
Dark! America x f!reader x Dark! Canada (5) ______ (your first name) woke up in some old basement. She tried to move but she soon realized she was tied up to a chair.
“I see someone has finally woken up”, Alfred spoke up.
“Alfred?” the girl was staring at him in utter shock.
Soon she realized Matthew was there too.
“We’re so glad that you woke up! We thought you were actually dead”, Matthew pouted sadly.
“How long was I sleeping?”
“A week”, Matthew said sipping his drink.
“…so, what are you guys planning to do with me? Are you going to actually try to have some sick sadistic ‘fun’ with me before you kill me?” ______ (your first name)’s eyes started to fill up with tears.
“Don’t be like that, ______ (your first name). We love you so much to do that. In fact, we saved you from the world outside. It’s so rotten and we don’t want our bae to be hurt. Isn’t that right, Matthew?
Dark! America x f!reader x Dark! Canada (6) ______ (your first name)'s body was covered in bruises and cuts.
'Looks like Alfred and Matthew have found a new way for their fun' she clicked her tongue in annoyance.
As she was dressing up in her school uniform, Matthew came behind her and pulled her towards him by grabbing her waist.
"You're so adorable, you know that?"
"Ugh, what do you want now, Matthew?" she rolled her eyes.
"No need to be rude with me, my sweet angel. I just wanted to compliment you."
'How the fuck do you expect me to be nice to you when you're hurting me all the freaking time?!' she screamed in her mind.
"I suppose you're still angry at me and Mattie, babe."
______ (your first name) groaned as she saw Alfred leaning on the door. He chuckled at her reaction.
"Come on now. Don't tell us you didn't enjoy that."
"I didn't" she bluntly responded while buttoning up her shirt.
"So you're not a masochist?"
"Of course not!"
"Fair enough" Alfred shrugged his arms; "Oh, I almost forgot! You're not going to school."
Dark! America x f!reader x Dark! Canada (1) She was walking down the streets. She was slowly getting used to her new hometown. It has been two weeks since she and her parents have moved here because of their new jobs. Her name was ______ ______ (your full name). She also transferred into high school called Hetalia High. She has met some wonderful people there, but she got close only to two people. Those two people were brothers. One brother's name is Alfred F. Jones, and his younger brother is called Matthew Williams. Now, what did they have in common? Well, they both had blonde hair, sky blue eyes and they also wore glasses, but they of course had different personalities. Alfred was loud and sometimes obnoxious in her opinion, but she still liked him. It was obvious to everyone that he was making passes at her, but not to her because she thought he was just being friendly. Matthew was his opposite; he was so shy that people sometimes forgot he was there with them. But when people actually get close to him, they can see he
Dark! America x f!reader x Dark! Canada (2) ______ (your first name) and Gilbert were in a French café. They were both having a good time.
"So tell me Gilbert, why do you think I'm interesting?" ______ (your first name) suddenly asked causing Gilbert to choke on his drink.
"Are you okay?" she looked at him worriedly.
"Yeah... I vasn't expecting zhat question, zhat'z all" Gilbert blushed and narrowed his eyes away from hers in embarrassment.
"Why? It's not like I'm a bad person, right?" ______ (your first name) leaned to him.
Gilbert noticed her cleavage that couldn't be hidden in her white school shirt. He gulped and looked into her ______ (eye color) eyes. 'Oh Lord, she iz gorgeouz no matter vhat part of her body I'm looking at' his inner voice spoke up.
"Of course jou’re not! Jou're awesome! Vell not as awesome as me, but seriously, anyone vould kill to be jour friend. And I got interested in jou for three reasons."
"First; jou're kind, yet jou don't let anyone to take an advantage of jou. Secon
6ne in the Wood - Nordic 5 x Fem!Reader - Extra
~Backwards time skip to when you got kicked out of the house, in the Village, in your old house~
As the wooden plank used to barricade the house falls into its metal holders, a tear falls down your mother's cheek with a muffled sob escaping from her.
"Oh, god, what have I done?! Now she's all alone...!"
A tall man with ethereal beauty defined in angular features, long hair, and pointed ears comes over to rest a comforting hand on her shoulder with sad but sympathetic eyes.
"Be calm, (m/n). Know that by doing this, you have given ______ a bright future with love and friendship."
Your mother turns to him with teary eyes and he brushes a stray strand of hair out of her face with profound care.
"I don't quite understand you... But just assure me of one thing?"
"Anything, my love."
"Will she be happy?"
The man smiles and his ears twitch in fondness for her motherly concern. He touches his forehead to hers and her tears seem to disappear as they both close your eyes to
Japan x GN!Reader - Sleepy Affections
It was hot, but tranquil. The kind of heat you feel in your chest when you think of the person you're most fond of; the kind of heat Kiku was currently feeling as he looked at his significant other's face beside him.
By now the two had overcome Kiku's rejection of physical affection, and found out that Kiku was surprisingly a big cuddler, to his lover's delight. And this night was no exception as Kiku's sweetheart was draped over his chest, legs sandwiching the other's comfortably, and their hands clasped in a gentle but loving hold; their free one's placed where they could feel the other's heartbeat or slow breaths.
Kiku had been awoken by the sound of his home's Zashiki Warashi laughing gaily, but gave her no fault as he had been able to see a side of his love that he rarely saw. It was one thing to see them relaxed, sitting across from him at the table with a steaming cup of tea in hand, eyes crinkled with happiness as they smiled softly; but it was something enti
Italy x GN!Reader - Sleepy Affections
Feliciano's eyes were, for once, open. They ran over the slackened features of your face, searching for signs of life. He had invited you over for pasta, for the first time, to his surprise (he could have sworn he's done practically everything with you already). And soon after you had finished a large helping you started acting strange, slurring your words and blinking for a reeeaaally long time. He asked if you were okay and you replied that you were fine, just tired. So he offered to carry you to bed and when you bobbed your head jerkily in response, he did just that. By the time he laid you down though, your eyes were already closed and your breathing had evened out.
Well, at least he thinks it did. You hadn't moved for a while so Feli was starting to get worried. Just then, your chest slowly inflated with a deep inhale before you let it out as a deep rumbling snore. Feliciano smiled, his eyes falling shut again as small flowers popped up around his hea
Reader x Stein x Death the Kid
It was your first day at the D.W.M.A and boy were you excited… or sick… or both. In fact, this was your first time in Death City too. You had only just moved here the day previous, signing up at the academy even before you had unpacked your bags. You were glad to be rid of your old town. There was nothing there but bad memories and bad history… why? Because you were different. You weren't like the other Weapons or Meisters. Not at all. And that is why you dreaded that moment when they would ask you that one all important question: 'Weapon or Meister?'
You were neither. Or rather, you were both. Your entire life you knew you were different. After all, it was kinda hard to ignore. You had this strange ability to become your own Meister, and your Weapon forms were as numerous as the books in the Death City Library. Really, what ever weapon you wanted to be, you could become and control. Although sometimes for you, control was impossible. If something or someone made y