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Dense (AmericaxTomboy!Reader) "What's up, Al?" You asked as you saw your blonde-haired friend.
"Dude, _______________, you wanna go to my totally awesome party this weekend?!" He yelled, his blue eyes sparkling more than usual.
"Hell yeah!" You reply, subconsciously grabbing the thin bra strap through your shirt and adjusting it. The action went unnoticed by Alfred, who continued to squirm.
"Hey, remember that time Artie got drunk as hell and almost made out with Francis? This is gonna be even crazier! I can't wait!"
"Yeah, sounds great! But I swear, if slip something into my stuff again, you will never be able to make a child, Alfred Jones." You added darkly, recalling the time he had somehow managed to slip estrogen supplements into your drink. You had no idea where or how he had gotten hold of them, but you had spent the whole of the next day doubled over on the toilet.
Alfred gulped, looking a bit scared as he replied, "N-no way, dude. I won't do it again, I a
The high-pitched ringing of Arthur Kirkland’s phone woke him up in the silence of the night and, glaring at the obnoxious device, he quickly answered it while rubbing his duly throbbing temples. An irritated “Hello?” was muttered from his end as he stared at the numbers on his alarm clock. It was nearly midnight.
“Mr. Kirkland?” a quiet voice stuttered into the receiver and Arthur felt his fatigue disappear.
Furrowing his thick brows, he swallowed, “Yes. Who is this?”
The hushed voice didn’t answer. “I- I know that you gave us your number with the intent of
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
Donatello stared at the glass container with an unhealthy obsession. He couldn't help it. Even if he wanted to pry his eyes away, his body rejected his request. Whenever he walked into the lab now, his eyes naturally found the container that stored what used to be Timothy, A.K.A the Pulverizer.
He and the blob could stare at one another for hours. Sometimes the eyes would close and take a sleep like state. Donatello would find a place to sit and just take in the creature he had created. Well, let it be created.
Seeing Timothy like that killed Donatello. If only he had been there in time...stopped him...he'd still be the bubbly dufus his bro
I'll Protect You human!Tavros x Reader
"Uh, (Name)?" You turned your neck to see the paraplegic boy in your doorway. "Hey, Tav!" You smiled, turning your whole body to face him, kneeling on the cushion. "Uh, sorry for not, uh, telling you that I'd be visiting... I, uh, just wanted to hang out..." You smiled, patting the seat next to you. "It's fine! Gamzee not home today?" You asked, curious. "Uh, no, he was just, really drunk and I, uh, couldn't take it anymore."
He plopped down next to you, closing his eyes and sighing. You stood to go get him an Advil and a glass of water, feeling his eyes watch you as you left. Keeping your cool, you came back with the things and sat down nex
My name is Romano.
And I am so done.
I don’t care about following a damn script and trying to pretty this video up.
You want me to be honest?
Have a big helping of fucking honesty.
I am sick.
If I hear the words,
“Oh, it’ll get better! Just give it time!”
One more time…
I’m… I’m gonna rip throats out.
People have been telling me things will get better my entire life.
And you know what?
It just got worse. And worse.
And it really can’t get any worse.
Here, I’ll explain.
I never got to meet my parents.
I was raised by my Grand
The Fault is in the Star ((America x Reader))
The Fault is in the Star
America x Reader
Alfred lay down on an open field in his homeland. Being able to sneak out from his boss was probably the worst and best thing he has ever come up with. It was obvious that he’d be getting a good scolding from the President tomorrow, not that he carried.
His baby blue eyes looked up to the slowly darkening sky and waited until the whole dark canvas was full of those bright glittering stars that seemed to be placed randomly in the sky. He let out a chuckle as a sudden memory appeared in his head. Right, it’s been 70 years since then.
RQ: Popular!EnglandxBullied!Reader: ParadisePopular!EnglandxBullied!Reader: Paradise
“Alfred, don't surprise me like that...”
“Who're you looking at?”
Arthur turned around and shushed his step-brother. “Will you keep quiet?”
“Why're you looking at that loser? (name)'s a nobody, just plain and useless.”
Arthur watched helplessly from the window down to the schoolgrounds as a jock pushed her down and her bag was emptied and people stomped over her things.
They laughed at the (h/c) haired, (e/c) eyed girl and left her then.
She stood up, shaking terribly, and collected her mostly destroyed belongings.
The knife dug deeply into April O'Neil's picture. Karai stared up at it with disgust in her face and threw another tanto, this time nailing the photo in the eye. Already numerous blades stuck to the picture of the red head Karai had taped to her bedroom's ceiling but nothing made her feel better. What made this girl so special?
Karai had managed to track down where April had lived and found the picture. When she realized April was never coming home to her aunt, Karai left the room behind but took the picture with her. It was a portrait of the girl with a purple and yellow lotus in her hair. The girl's locks were down and she grinned down at
Jeff The Killer X Reader Part.1Your P.O.V
I was walking back to my dorm room with two of my best friend Ruth and Philip, I have no plans this weekend so i'm open to any suggestions for me and my friends to do. "So... what are our plans this weekend" I asked in a bubbly mood. "well i have to go back to michigan to see my old man" said philip sadly. Ruth seemed a bit sad but was just happy that he wasn't leaving for good. "at least you not leaving for good..." ruth said kissing him on the cheek making him blush. 'That must feel good...to have someone that you care for...' I thought. It wasn't that you were ugly or non talkative you were actually the prettiest girl on the campus and had a lot of friends, you're just looking for the "Perfect Man" its a bit ridiculous but true. Atfter Ruth and Philip left you went back to your dorm and turned on some music, (
Night Night Darling - AndleyAll Ashley did was sleep anymore.
His band surrounded the old-fashioned hospital bed of the hospice ward, each silent. They didn't know what to say, what to do, to make things better. I mean, this was a hospice ward. Whoever comes in here...they never come out. And the empty beds in the room that only Ashley occupied, well, let's just say that last time they'd visited, they'd all been full.
The ward was homey, in a weird way. It smelt like toast and tea, and had carpets instead of the hard linoeum floor the rest of the hospital had. The walls were painted with soft, muted colours, and older people on the wrong side of fifty occaisionally te
Father England x Child reader
Father!England x Child!reader.
Find me here, and speak to me
I want to feel you, I need to hear you
You are the light that's leading me to the place
Where I find peace again
Arthur was sitting on his living room next to his pregnant wife Amelia, he was stroking her swallowed stomach, they were going to be parents soon, “I want her to be here with us, already” Arthur said, “You have to wait a little more Artie” she said kissing her husband’s cheek.
You are the strength that keeps me walking
You are the hope that keeps me trusting
You are the life to my soul
You are my purpose
Delusions of an Eternal Love Delusions of an Eternal Love
Pairing: Norway x Reader
Warning: Angst. That's all.
A/N: Happy Birthday Norway. such a cheesy title tho
-Many, many days before but not that many-
You lovingly smiled at the figure below you, stroking his soft blonde hair softly while untangling his locks that were knotted together. He laid down, his head resting on top of your dress coated lap and his hands occupied in holding a book that he had brought along on your journey. You hummed your favorite classical music while his feet tapping to the wall in sync, enjoying your pleasant hummin
Mommy!ReaderXChibi!Countries - EpilogueThe final part of the story guys, I'm so so sorry about this one. I didn't mean too. Please forgive me!
It was the that time of the year again, Arthur Kirkland knew. He didn't like this particular day, 'Mother's Day'. It brought a lot of memories back. Still, it was part of his life, and he would always do it, no matter what. Heading out into the field, he had about an hour before his brothers would show up. That was probably the only good thing about the day.
Finding his desired destination, he gripped the bouquet of flowers in his hand tightly, and he set them down on the ground. Standing in front of a statue of the fierce warrior, he smiled. It had been 300 centuries since Britannia passed away, and every Mother's Day, Arthur would visit the grave stone.
Britannia was a fierce warrior, and yet, she was also a kind and caring mother. The world lost one of it's many miracles when she passed. But Arthur knew she wasn't really gone. She would alw
Frostbitten: Part 9 (Jack FrostxReader)Frostbitten: Part 9
He was back, but of course it wasn’t the right ‘he’.
You stayed up that night, terrified of the prospect of nightmares caused at the hands of Pitch Black. What you didn’t realize is that nightmares become real while you are awake. The shadows in the corner of your room seemed denser than usual, and you watched as they formed the lean and frightening shape of the Boogieman.
“Still alone?” he hummed in that mocking voice of his, “I’d have thought your little playmate would be back by now.”
Swallowing down your external fear, you cringed away from
Curious?Welcomed into a big world, is a small being. From the first crack of the eye lids the mind wanders, trying to absorb what it is that surrounds them. It is just a picture, no words to describe it. Into the new world it crawls, yearning for more in the small spaces it is kept for safety. The restriction begs for expansion. Now into the world of walking, what's around and developed is a basic understanding. Once understanding it's placed into an educational system where things are taught, but this world of knowledge is where outreach and breakthrough is finally accepted. Questions and questions come from the mind to further understand what is a
Ed and Winry FMA 5Ed and Winry FMA
(looking up at the moon from her balcony)
I don't know where you are Edward and that scares me. You never tell me anything, so I'm left to worry about you. You never take care of yourself. Why can't you see how much you mean to me? Why can't you just stay here? You're a fool Ed.
(looking up at the moon while laying on his back next to Al)
I'm sorry we left you Winry. I'm sorry I continue to leave you, and worry you. I promise you, one day I'll be back, and we can live the perfect life together without anything getting in our way.
Roy and Riza FMA 6Roy and Riza FMA 6
With everything they had been put through, nothing hurt worse than when she was reassigned. Watching her pack her things from his office and not being able to stop her. No longer being able to be by her side protecting her, or having her to not only support him, but protect him as well. No one knew him like she did. She was his everything.
His world appeared to be crashing down around him; his men ,wounded and killed. His woman was taken under the enemies control, but kept close enough to go without suspicion. The war he was fighting seemed endless and impossible. There were very slim sights of an end and with the dwindli
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