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Speak English"Hello Kiku-san!" You spoke in Japanese to one of your Japanese friend.
"Oh hello [y/n]" Kiku smiled then Arthur pop out of the middle of the no where.
"SPEAK ENGLISH MOTHERFUCKER" Arthur said in English. Then you two shrugged and started to speak in Japanese again.
"FUUUUUUUUUUU-" Arthur Fuuuuuu- ed
CanadaxReader Don't read this (crack)
"[y/n]! My love!" Francis shouted running to where you are. You turn around too meet his face, then gave him a confuse look.
"M-my love I have something for you!" Francis panting trying to said something.
"Hmm what is it?" you asked then he pulls out a beautiful [f/c] roses with a ribbons tie on it.
"T-this reminds me of you, I though giving you different color of roses seems special. I mean the red rose is kind of you know old so I thought why not give someone I care a different rose that I care" he chuckle and a blush appears on his face.
You then smiled at him and took the rose. You began to smile the sent. I smelled like a regular rose. But this rose is special. "Thank you Francis, it beautiful" you said. Putting the rose away from you then lean to kiss Francis on the lip. "You are a really sweet person I just wish I could give you something special just like this" you said which Francis blushed with a lot of shade of red.
"A lady shouldn't give something back to the ma
PrussiaxReader I am not trolling (crack)
"Hey [y/n] hey" the Prussia whispered.
"Wat." you said in a piss of voice.
"I. Am. Awesome." Prussia said then started to run off.
"WTF" you look at him running like an idiot then 0 second he came back and gave you a flower.
"This flower is made by my awesomeness " he laugh.
"Wha t the fuck." you said. Prussia just laugh again and kiss you.
"With my awesome heart. I love you. I want you to be my Awesome lover" he said.
You then blushed. "S-stop saying awesome idiot!" you started to go tsundere.
"Oh yes tsundere!, I love it~" Prussia said lifting you chin with his thumb and kiss you again this time passionately.
"WTF ARE YOU DOING?" Austria yelled.
"Shut up you're ruining the perfect moment cockblocker!" Prussia yelled.
Austria then growled and leave.
"Now where were we?" "Oh shut up and kiss me!" you pull Prussia close you so now you to just started to do the sexy time thingy and the end.
We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
ChinaxReader MADAFAKA LEARN (CRACK)
Today you were going to your math class.
Your teacher is a really mean Chinese guy.
His name is Yao Wang.
You always don't understand him because of his sexy Chinese accent.
So you always fail math.
But this time you will never FAIL!!!!!!
-le time skip-
"Okay you mada Bitchiese. You are taking da (insert math test), If you fail on it I will punish you with my new wiping thingy whatever you speaking english people call. Aru"
You raise your hand, then Yao called you so you can speak.
"Mr. Wang, don't you think it alittle harsh, I mean this is not even China and-"
"Shut up madafaka or I will wip you, aru" You were scare of him so you got quiet. Then take the test.
"[y/n]!" Yao called you.
"Y-Yes Mr.Yao." You reply.
"I think I love you." He said quickly with his accent.
"What?" You said confuse.
"Bitch your math grade is 1000000000000000000000000%, you just made me fall in love with you more aru" He said.
He push you down and started to kiss you.
"Hey Yao I was- WHAT T
Scotland x Reader How do you even love? 1
I hate you, why can't you love me?
"[y/n].................", he said looking at the ground, frowning.
"S-so do you like me?", I ask him.
"I'm sorry but I don't love you.", he said looking at me with no feeling.
"Oh", that all I can said.
I looked at him with a smile and a teary eyes. "Thank you" I told him. Then I begain to ran to where ever place will take me.
-end of flash back-
" Who does he think he is!", I yelled.
I am now hiding in a spot I always been. Ever since middle started it the spot I always stay, when I'm sad, mad, happy, and bored. It always bring me a smile when I look at this place.
Nice green grass, tree suround it, beautiful flowers, and very beautiful blue clean lake. It always feel like a good place to stay in.
Ever since I discover this place, I thought it was amazing when you hear birds singing and talk to animals.
Yes I talk to animals, and no I am no princess.
I always believe in fairytales. I always ask myself why I speak to animal, it just that
You were walking with your boyfriend. Yes he was a jock.
A jock that is really a douche.
You wanted to break up with him but it seems like you can't you were scare of him.
Serously you need a hero to save you now.
Alfred the "nerd" who is now walking to his locker to put his stuff there.
Then suddenly some jocks tripped him. "O-ouch ." Alfred groaned getting up.
Everyone always picks on him.
You always never really smile whenever he is in pain.
Alfred just put all the stuff that he doesn't started to walk to classes.
Then suddenly your boyfriend went up to you started slam your locker making you jump a bit.
Then everyone also laugh at you.
Alfred looks a bit piss of about this
I'm running out of time,
I hope that I can save you somehow,
If I had super powers,
I'd save the world and you would be mine, mine.
Alfred just drops his stuff and started to walk to where you and your boyfriend are.
Have no fear,
You're hero is here,
My super sense is telling me that d
AmericaxReaderxEngland I Don't Give A (crack)
I always feel bad whenever a grammar Nazi person comment something mean on my writing.
I mean sure I suck at writing, but I never get use to it.
Urrrg can't they just correct me instead!?!?!, stupid people why do you have to be so harsh.
"[y/n] what wrong?" Alfred asked .
"nothing" you reply to him. "Come on!, you don't look like the person I know who crack shit up. Common tell me!" Alfred poked your face trying to make you reply to him again.
"Fine a grammar Nazi shitty person told me all of my story suck" You said with a sigh.
"DUDE YOUR STORY IS THE SHIT, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THEM." Alfred yelled loudly.
He is the same as you. Suck at grammar.
"I know and yours too!" you said agreeing with him.
"Ok let track down the person who comment on our story suck, and we will throw toilet paper at their house!" Alfred said just gotten an idea.
Oh this will be interesting you thought.
-le time skip-
"You got all the listed people?" You ask Alfred making
England x Ill!Reader: Soundless Voice(England's POV)
Five years I've been living with ____. I never told her how I truly felt. Why can't I tell her? Is it really that hard to confess to someone you're so close to? Why am I so afraid that if I tell her, she'll just reject me, and then nothing will be the same ? She suffered from a very terminal disease, it's a miracle she survived this long Please faith, just please, don't take her away from me I just want her to be healed Is that too much to ask?
England came into the room brightly smiling at you, as you laid in bed with a yellow and white designed of floral patterns. You stretched a smile as far as you could, you never bothered about your illness, you just wanted to be happy as long as you lived. England had come in with two hot chocolates in his hands, he knew you loved that. "How are you feeling today, love?" "I'm fine!" England frowned. "Are you sure?" "I'm surer than ever!" England relaxed and gave you your hot cho
Nordic 5XReader- Mysterious hot guys: ch 5Nordic Five X Reader
Mysterious Hot Guys
-Not so secretive secrets-
Feliks looked at both you and Elizabeta who was sat on his hipster-pink sofa. He flicked his blonde hair into the air and with intense emerald eyes stared at the both of you. You had come to his house to find out exactly what he found out about the mysterious 'Nordic Five' as he called them. You and Elizabeta were so curious, that as soon as you found Kiku at the arcade you greeted him and left, making haste for Feliks' house.
"So, did you like, do what I told you and like totally approached the cute Icelandic boy first?" He asked as he sank into the seat and crossed his leg over the other.
You nodded. "Yeah, and everything was going fine. He looked like he was enjoying making new friends and being asked a bunch of questions. He was even up for coming to the arcade with us, but his brother sent his little Dane
APH: Things Guys Should Know About Girls [Germany]
APH: Things Guys Should Know About Girls: [Germany-X-Reader]
Hetalia (c) Himaruya
Reader (c) You
8. If a girl says- "I'm fine" She's not fine. If a girl says- "No it's nothing" or "Nevermind" something is bothering her OR something is on her mind.
[Name] sighed, irritated at a certain French-man.
She hated him! COMPLETELY. UTTERLY. HATED. HIM.
She sighed yet again, muttering profanities under her breath.
She then passed a certain up-tight German and she didn't have a cheery smile on or waved to say 'hi' like she usually does, which concerned the man.
Ludwig, the said man and one of [Name's] closest friends, put his book down on the brick wall he was sitting on. He then stood up and called to her "[Name!]"
This caught her attention and she looked back at the German, saw it was him, smiled , and walked back "What is it that you need Ludwig?"
"Is somezing on your mind?" The German asked, h
Papa!RomanoXChild!Reader:Daddy's little girl He drops his suitcase by the door
She knows her daddy won't be back anymore
She drags her feet across the floor
Trying hold back daddy, to keep him holding on
Your 6-year old form watched from under the table as your father dropped his bag and put down his suitcase next to the door. You bit your lips, tears streaking across your face.
"How-a many times do I have to tell-a you? Laura is just-a friend! I didn't have an affair!" Your father yelled. You winced; your father had begun to yell at your mother.
"Shut up Lovino! I don't want your stupid crap!"She yelled back at him.
"Good! I would-a tell you to go to hell but your-a house is a hell!" He yelled even louder. Your mother storms out the room. You crawl from under your table, your tears continuing to run. You look up at your father, his hazel eyes softened when he saw you.
"Daddy, are you really leaving?" You whisper. He sighed shakily and crouched down so he could see eye to eye with you.
"Mommy is tel
CanadaxNaga!Reader -Pt 4-
You were thrown to the back of your cage for the undoubtable tenth time today. Fresh wounds bled from where they attacked when you didn't obey them. They tested you continually, forcing you through menial tasks such as running mazes.
Looking through the bars of your cage, you saw other deformed freaks of nature, making you cringe in fear. Things looked literally sewed sloppily together, freaks that could barely sustain themselves. You stuck your tongue out only to spit, the taste of death in the air overwhelming you.
Your stomach growled hungrily for food and your body longed for a break, just to sleep off. Your heart missed Matthew so desperately. In your mind, you assumed you just did something wrong by staying with Matthew. What if they had caught him? What if they hurt him? Questions like this swirled in your mind.
The door to the room opened, heels clicking against the mucky concrete of the room. "So you haven't killed her yet, have you?"
She asked him the same question every day. He always answered no. No matter how she asked it, if it was a phone call, a text message, e-mail, face-to-face, yelled across the room, he always said no.
"Do you love me?"
If America ever said yes, he'd be sentencing his heart to break again. And she understood. But she always asked. "Do you love me?" "No."
It wasn't that he didn't love her; it was that he was afraid to admit it, afraid of what would happen when she passed on. There wouldn't be any cataclysmic earthquakes, no deafening explosions, no toxic ooze leaking out of nuclear power plants, her death wouldn't cause anything in the worldly sense.
But for him, it would be no less than if his world shattered, right after he had put it back together. He learned since Amelia died that he was never supposed to fall in love again.
Things never go as planned, do they?
He cursed himself for doing it, banged his fists on the wall, cursed the day he fell in love, cried his heart out knowing what
"(Y/n), are you crying?" Arthur asked you while the two of you walked out of the movie theater, a concerned look in his eyes.
"No I just have you know, something in my eye." You lied, horribly.
He rolled his eyes. "I told you we shouldn't have gone to see Titanic," He sighed, putting an arm around your shoulder.
"But it- it was in 3D," You sniffled.
He chuckled, "Love, if anything, that makes it more sad." He rubbed your back lightly.
As he opened the passenger side door for you, you sniffled once more and decided maybe listening to some music would make you feel a little better.
"That should help, right?" You asked Arthur, turning the knob on the radio. He nodded and smiled over at you.
You pressed the buttons, getting nothing but advertisements as you went through the radio stations. At that point you were more aggravated than sad. You lit up when you finally heard someone come on the radio.
"So, who went to see Titanic tonight?" Arthur gave y
CanadaxReader- We Can't Help But Laugh ~Request
Another world meeting. Another three hours of America ranting about being the hero, and England telling him to shut up, only to fight with France about stupid past problems five minutes later.
You sighed, wondering why you even bothered to go to these stupid meetings anymore. Nobody even bothered to know about your tiny country. You were always trying to invade others, as to make yourself known, but it only hurt you more and more. Not just economically, but emotionally. You figured you'd never be a big country like America or Germany...or Russia.
While you were walking, you bumped into someone and fell. You looked at the person. He had blonde hair, with a twirl sticking out. His ocean blue eyes covered with rounded glasses. His arms clutching a white teddy bear, who sat warmly against it's owners tux. It was......who was that again? Oh right, America!
No no...he doesn't have that cowslick. Or carry a teddy bear. Oh right, it's Canada.
"I'm...I'm sorry ______." he said, standing up. He
Never Write again.
Me: Ok let do this.
England: Bitch just get on with it, and say sorry.
Me: I am sorry about writing the last lemon I wrote and forgot to warn everyone.
England: Yeah bitch, Any way she will never write again, Unless it a request.
Me: *Shiver in emo corner*
England: You okay?
Me: *Shiver shiver*
England:I Know Rabbits died when they are alone, But I think I'll just leave.*leave*
Reader:........... I like it but Y u no censore it.
Demon: She is just a dumbass.
Angel: Agree even I don't
Reader: welp it doesn't matter *Going home*
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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