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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.
"Fire!!"
"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

The Brownie

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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

AwesomeTrioXWaitress!Reader You're Too Awesome

AwesomeTrioXReader

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

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

[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

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

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...

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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

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

America X Reader - Shaking

America X Reader

“Alfred! Get your ass up and help me with these!” you growled as you pointed to the dirty pile of clothes on the floor. Alfred was sprawled out on the couch, one leg hanging off as he slurped down a coke.

“Waidouneedmahhelp?” he mumbled as he shoved another potato chip in his mouth. Yes, you did love your best friend Alfred, but sometimes you just couldn’t stand him.

“Because! It’s not all my clothes! It’s mostly all yours!” you practically shrieked as you kicked a pair of his dirty, hamburger stained pants. He took no notice of you and kept watching the bright colours

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.

Thud!

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.

Thud!

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

RomaniaxReader - Accidents

“Vlad?” you call, walking into the house that has been left open for you. Today, you’ve been invited round to the Romanian’s house to hang out for the day because he had something to tell you, which you eagerly accepted, of course. Having a crush on him means you’d like to spend as much time with his as you can.
“Hey, ________,” Vlad replies, “I’m in the lounge.”
You make your way through and grin at him when you see him sat with a bunch of glass bottles full of random liquid in front of him.
“What are you doing?” you ask.
“Oh, nothing really. Here, give me a hand to move this s

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by *Nazaru, Jul 7, 2008, 12:38:13 PM
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Name: Nazaru (Nah-zuh-roo)
Age: (Humanoid form: 5000) (Evil spirt: Unknown almost as old as God)
Height: 6'5
Weight: N/A
Alias: Evil Incarnate, King of the Shadow Dwellers, Ruler of the Shadow Realm, The one who turned Satan against God, Harbinger of Oblivion
Powers: Umbrakenisis, Transparancy, Immortality, Energy Manipulation, Create any kind of meele weapon out his body, teleportation, all knowing of all things evil, possesion, genuis intellect, telekenisis, conversion of matter, flight, telepathy, shape shifting, ability to destroy evil souls with a whim etc.
Weaknesses: Photosensitivity (Has to be a strong dose of UV), holy magic
Allies: Shadow Dwellers, Verona (sister), Aleera (Sister), Ty Lee (Wife)
Enemies: virtually everyone
Goals: Complete destruction of the universe