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Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 2
You sat by yourself in the far corner of the cafeteria at an empty lunch table, absently drumming your fingers against its surface with your chin in your hand, your stomach giving off loud, impatient growls every few seconds. How you wished you had your lunch money with you at that moment and would have been able to buy at least something to keep you from being as hungry as you were now. If you had known that something like the previous incident with Gilbert was going to happen, you would have at least brought your own lunch, even if you would've risked him getting angry at the fact that you didn’t have any money.
You lifted your gaze,
2p!America x Bullied!Reader: Unexpected
Alfred stared at the computer screen with a not so amused expression. It was another photo his friend Oliver had taken with his "Oh so perfect family" he had. Well, that's what the cupcake freak call's his family. He glanced a the almost mirror imagine son Oliver had. Except his son had the eyes of his mother. A disgust tone trickled from brunette's throat and closed the window. He could take anymore of this cutesy shit. But somehow he was slightly envious of what Oliver had. A beautiful wife, a good home, a decent job, a smiling son.
Years ago this would make the American's head turn away and sneer at the thought, but now. Being older, he f
~Safe in Your Arms~ A Germany x Reader One Shot
"Alright men! Ready.. Aim.."
You broke free of the strong grip of your German fiance and bolted towards the shooting grounds.
"No!" You screamed as you reached out your hand towards your parents who were propped against the wooden poles, blindfolded. Lightning cracked in the sky as the guns were fired making it hard to distinguish the two. Rain began pouring as you tripped and fell on the ground.. It was too late. You laid on the ground, tears streaking your mud splashed face. Your hand was outstretched towards to two slumped over bodies that now lay lifeless. You sobbed hopelessly as there was nothing else you could do.. You were now left with the guilt of their deaths, despite what they would want you to think. The last thing they spoke to you was in fact the opposite, it was their dying wish that you'd live your life, regretless, with your German officer.
As you laid there weeping, you felt steady arms wrap around you and lift your
Happy Birthday Norway! [Sick!Norway x Reader]
Lucky Stars [Sick!Norway x Reader]
Today was the Norwegian man's birthday, and he wasn't in top condition to celebrate it fully.
You frowned, a bit unhappy that your friend would have to be confined to his room on his special day. An unexpected cold had ambushed him, and you felt like it was your duty to pay him a visit, just to see of he was doing alright.
That's why you were standing on the doorstep of the Nordics' house, leaning slightly on the heels on your feet, waiting for someone to welcome you in.
You were met with Finland, who was also one of your friends. He welcomed you in, in full knowledge on the reason fo
Sweet Devil!AmericaxReader - You Will Be Mine
She moved in to the house next door
Said she'd never been in love before
Tried the best she could to hide herself away
The sun was setting over the horizon behind tall buildings, but still making a beautiful twilight scene for anyone to watch. Little birds and other critters were scurrying around the small park getting ready to settle in for the night and anyone who was still there was slowly leaving towards their destination.
But not for one being. He was waiting and watching for something.
A pair of crystal blue eyes were keeping a sharp focus on a certain object that had caught his attention numerous times for the past few months. His
(2P!EnglandxReader) The Brownie2P!EnglandxReader
For most people cleaning is a job that is preformed quickly. A duty that is a boring necessity. For others, cleaning is a habit, something that is done at the end of every day.
For you, cleaning was nothing, mainly because you never had to. Not anymore.
Not since a Brownie had decided to make it's home in your walls.
At first you had thought that the tiny scratching noises and low chattering in the walls was a mouse. But then you noticed the small changes in your house.
Clothing you had left on the floor was suddenly clean and neatly folded on your dresser. Dishe
Commission - Germany x Reader : FatherhoodLudwig just stared at the little white stick that had changed his life forever. His beloved [Name] was pregnant ... and he wasn't sure if he was even ready to become a father. He had no idea who to turn to for advice. He couldn't ask Feliciano, because he would just squeal and tell everyone about the baby ... Ludwig couldn't ask Kiku, because he didn't like being touched ... and Ludwig couldn't ask his older brother Gilbert because he was a douche and ran away from marriage at every given opportunity. So what was Ludwig supposed to do?
"West? ... Hey, West!"
Gilbert managed to snap Ludwig out of his thoughts, which on this occasion was a good
~Your Guardian Angel~ Romano x Reader One Shot
"Romano! Where are you?" You called, pounding on his door.
"Hmm. That's strange. He normally answers." You pressed your ear to the door and heard the faint sound of a guitar. You knew he was home now so you tried the door. It was unlocked, and after mentally face palming yourself, you went inside. You crept up the stairs so that he wouldn't hear you and listened outside the door.
Romano had a been trying to start a band for a while and he'd been writing a lot of music lately. You loved that he always asked for your opinion and just the sheer fact that you got to spend more time with him was just an added bonus. See, you'd had a major crush on the outspoken Italian for quite some time. Most of your friends couldn't see past his bad boy attitude, because deep down, he had a soft side. You'd seen it. He rarely showed it of course, but when you did see it, it was like a treat for you. You'd hoped that eventually you'd be able to break his shell and with
AwesomeTrioXWaitress!Reader You're Too Awesome
It was an average night for (Name). She returned from her part-time job at the local McDonald's, only to get ready for her job as a waitress at the local bar.
She sighed. Having to deal with annoying costumers, screaming kids, and low pay was more than enough to drive someone mad. The only thing that made it all bearable was that her best friends came to visit her at work most everyday.
Alfred F. Jones, Gilbert Beilschmidt, and Mathias Køhler. The three obnoxious, loud, fun loving goofballs where the best friends that (Name) could ever ask for. Each of them was able to be quick with a joke to cheer her up, their a
[APH] Strip Poker - PrussiaxReaderA sigh escaped her lips as the voice rang out in her head. Pulling the phone back, she chuckled. Her crazy best friend always knew when she was bored, and could find any way to fix it. She looked outside the window, making sure he wasn’t already there. Grinning, she put the phone back to her ear.
“Gilbert, why is it you are calling again?”
“Kesesese! I told you I want to play a game! I’m coming over, okay?” Before she could respond, the line went dead.
(Name) tidied up the house, making sure it was spotless. She hated it when he came over and it wasn’t clean. She felt like it would make her seem di
AmericaxReader: Mine!AmericaxReader: Mine!
You lounged quietly on the couch with your long time best friend, Alfred Jones. Your head rested in his lap as he blasted away at Call of Duty. The quiet clicking of the gun on the screen was the only sound and you were fine with that. It was always nice to just have a bit of blessed quiet while Alfred was around. You yawned lazily while you watched him play his game for a moment before standing from the couch and stretching. Al glanced
at you before turning his cerulean gaze back to the gaze.
“Where ya goin dudette?” He questioned his gaze once again flicking to you. You shrugged.
“Grabbing a snack
The one you can trust || Pleading!France x Reader
So please don't judge me
And I wont judge you
Cause it could get ugly
Before it get's beautiful
Please don't judge me
And I wont judge you
And if you love me
Then let it be beautiful...
You're hearing rumors about me
And you can't stomach the thought
Of someone touchin' my body
When you're so close to my heart
I won't deny what they're sayin'
Because most of it is true
But it was all before I fell for you
So please babe.
Francis eyes were filled with tears, yet he was refusing to set those salty pearls free.
He always knew that this day would come; the day when you would find out those things about him.
His parents had invited the
Hetalia x Depressed! Abused! Maid! Reader - p6p6
-----4 Month Time Skip-------
Everything was going well with you staying at the Nordic's home. America, and Prussia came over to see Denmark a lot. Apparently they were called the Awesome Trio.
It was a cold winter evening when the trio got together. The other Nordic's went shopping for some time and since you weren't feeling the greatest, you stayed behind.
It wasn't until the trio began drinking, did a problem arise.
You heard a loud bang from your bedroom. You rushed downstairs in a baggy sweat shirt and a pair of pj shorts.
Denmark had America pinned against the wall. They growled at each other menacingly. Prussia stood there, gl
Door 8 (Matador!SpainXReader)
You stepped through door number eight and straight into a place that was sunny and warm.
You looked around and found that you were in a line to a stadium type structure, and everything was in Spanish.
You made it into this stadium and started to get jostled around furiously, you finally was pushed through a doorway where you soundly fell of your face with a loud ‘Thud’.
“Oi chica! Are you ok?” a masculine voice with a heavy Spanish accent said and you looked up to find emerald green eyes staring at you with curiosity and worry.
“Um, I’m fine” you said shakily as the strange but handsome man dress
Hamster!BEN DROWNED X ReaderHamster!BEN DROWNED X Reader
It was that same time of day when for just 10 minutes you would take a nap from all the chaos that was Pastatown. Your eyes fluttered shut, the all to familiar heaviness of the day lifted from your shoulders. With the occasional honked of a car horn or screech of tires, it was easy to doze off.
What was that? You groggily raised your head from the couch arm, it was right against the front door. It was possibly the daily paper or a ball from a young creepypasta.
This time it had more force behind it, you thought of letting it go and returning to your dreamland. But with this constant thudding that
Scott Pilgrim: FrecklesScott Pilgrim Comicverse, Kim/Scott
Summary: What does Scott remember about Kim?
"Why don't you -- like, tell me about you and Kim, or something?" Ramona said, flopping across the bed.
"Kim?" Scott asked. "What about her?"
"You dated her."
"Is your memory of that time period hazy, too? C'mon, inform me."
"Okay...there was this girl in my...history class...I think...and it was Kim. We had to do a thing together. She had freckles?"
She had freckles, dusting her shoulders and the top of her chest and her thighs. And it was...he had see
Scott Pilgrim: PracticeScott Pilgrim Comicverse, Kim/Lisa
Summary: The things Kim does for friendship.
Lisa put her hands on Kim's knees and leaned over her, her chest about four inches from Kim's face. "Kim!"
"Lisa." Kim's eyes drifted downwards. "Lisa's cleavage."
"Kim, I need a huge favor."
Lisa chewed on her bottom lip. "It's pretty huge, I'm not gonna lie. And you're pretty much the only one I can ask, so just hear me out, okay?"
Kim quirked an eyebrow, but said, "Okay."
"Would you, maybe, kinda...make out with me?"
Kim blinked a couple times, then looked at her wrist. "Oh, would you look at the time. I have to go do something not
Scott Pilgrim: Cuddle TimeScott Pilgrim Comicverse, Kim/Ramona/Scott
Summary: Ramona wants to cuddle.
Kim was sitting cross-legged on the floor, idly tapping her drumsticks on the hardwood -- except the stupid things kept falling out of her hands for some damn reason.
"Okay, so now we know, Kim's not allowed rum when she's got to play for real," Stephen Stills said, glancing over his shoulder from his position on the couch. "It totally makes you suck."
"Bite me," Kim said. "I haven't even had that much."
"You've had enough, obviously."
"God, he's right, even your insults suck when you're drunk," Julie called from the
Scott Pilgrim: Friendly VisitScott Pilgrim Comicverse, Kim/Ramona
Summary: Ramona's kind of a bad person, and Kim hates Scott Pilgrim.
Ramona appears in Kim's doorway, and it only takes a glance for Kim to know this isn't quite going to be a "friendly" visit.
"You shouldn't be here," she says.
"I'm kind of a bad person," Ramona says, and drops her bag on the ground. "What's your excuse?"
"I hate Scott Pilgrim," Kim says as Ramona climbs into the bed with her.
"Sure." Ramona curls up against Kim's side and nestles her face into the crook of Kim's neck and breaths in deeply, but doesn't move after that, so maybe Kim was wrong about wh
HTTYD: Five Times...RuffnutSummary: Five times Ruffnut was scared, and one she was brave. Femslash, companion piece to "Five Times..."
When they are six, Tuffnut tells Ruffnut that babies are made when two people kiss. She, in turn, tells Astrid, but Astrid doesn't believe her, and kisses Ruff to prove it.
Sure enough, Ruffnut's belly does not swell like she's seen on some of the women. Astrid takes this as a sign that Tuffnut is, once again, just being a stupid boy. Ruffnut kind of thinks Astrid did it wrong, but then they're off to the next game, and she forgets.
Later that evening though, she remembers. She g
HTTYD: Keeping UpSummary: Fishlegs tries to keep up with Ruff.
"Snack time!" Ruffnut called, walking towards the Zippleback.
Scabber and Dash raised their heads and began bouncing in anticipation. Ruffnut tossed the first fish into Dash's waiting mouth, where he gobbled it hungrily. The next one went towards Scabber, but Dash snatched it out of the air.
"Hey, none of that!" she said before the dragons could start fighting. "We're sharing today." Dash growled, she motioned for Scabber to come closer so she could toss the last two fish to him without interruption. "Daddy's busy today, so Auntie Ruff's taking care of you." Scabber rubbed his head against her
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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