Grudges ~Switzerland X Reader by shiny-eve, literature
Literature
Grudges ~Switzerland X Reader
(I was gonna make a different story but the this randomly came to mind.)
You were just finishing up a world meeting and had some free time so you were going to ask some of friends if they wanted to hang out. You get up out of your seat and push in the chair to walk over to Hungary.
"Yo Hungary, wanna hang out?" You say.
"Sorry (y/n), I have to help Austria move in his new piano." She says apologetically.
"That's cool, I'll go ask Liechtenstein if she wants to."
"That might not be a good idea, remember what happened last time."
"Oh Yeah. Whoops. I'm sure Switzerland has forgiven me."
"You sure? He sure knows how to hold a grudge."
"It
Typical LuFeli
Germany is standing in the training field. His arms are up then he moves the horizontally then to his sdies. He puts his hands on his hips and twist around. He then beds forward to touch his toes. As he stands up Italy come up behind him.
“Germany, hug me” Italy say holding his arms open
“We’re in the middle of training” Germany says looking at him and patting him on the head
“But?”
“I’ll do it after”
“Eh, after”
Italy walks away looking dejected. Training went as usual. Italy got distracted by a cat. Germany gave Italy water telling him to keep hydr
Drunk!EnglandXReader- One more by lemonkamukamu, literature
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Drunk!EnglandXReader- One more
Drunk!EnglandXReader- One more wouldn't be much of a problem, would it?
“(name)!! I swear to drunk I’m not God!!” The slurred, uneven speech proved otherwise. Holding up your margarita to your lips, you drank silently as the man beside you is still cursing and shouting, waving around his empty mug in the air. Other people gave Arthur strange looks, but he didn’t care.
“One more!” Slamming down the mug on the counter. The bartender was clearly irked; but did his job and refilled the glass obediently, and set it on the table, only to have a certain drunk brit quickly grabbing it and downing it in one go.
(Yandere!England X Reader) Count Of London by KHMewKairi, literature
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(Yandere!England X Reader) Count Of London
It was midnight in the heart of London, England, United Kingdom. It was raining heavily, and (Name) had been running for hours, looking for shelter. The strong winds blew away her umbrella, and she was drenched, cold and alone. She rubbed her shivering form, as she continued to run aimlessly. She suddenly stopped, as she could have sworn she heard footsteps behind her.
"Eh?" She turned around, seeing nothing. She shrugged, as she turned around. She didn't dare to step forward, as a rather sinister chuckle rang in her ears. She whimpered, as she shut her eyes, expecting the worst. When she opened her eyes, a strange-looking man stared at her w
2p!America x Bullied!Reader: Unexpected by Reiicakes, literature
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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 at 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 couldn't 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,
Norway x Reader - Hair Habits by AProudHetalian, literature
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Norway x Reader - Hair Habits
“Why do you never touch my hair?”
The question came out of the blue as you looked up from your book to see Lukas on the couch, his eyes slightly narrowed as he unconsciously pursed his lips at you.
“What do you mean?” you asked, your confusion evident in both your voice and arched eyebrows.
“My hair.” He lifted a finger to point at his hair before holding a lock of it between his fingers. “It’s just…” Lukas muttered slowly, “You never seem to play with it, nor touch it for that matter.”
“But don’t you dislike it when people touch your hair?” Returni
LovinoxReader: Morning Distractions by aplbunny, literature
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LovinoxReader: Morning Distractions
Lovino groaned groggily as he buried his face into the warm and velvety crook of his companion's neck. He could feel the warm golden rays of sunshine hitting his bare torso, signaling it was morning and time to get up, yet he had no desire to do so whatsoever.
His arms tightened their hold on the woman curled up before him, your smaller frame molding perfectly against his. Cracking his eyes open slowly, his gaze roamed over your smooth skin that glowed in the morning light, and he smiled as he felt your deep and rhythmic breathing.
Sitting up slowly, he propped himself up on his elbow to rest the side of his face in his hand. A gentle smile
Ghost!Hetalia x Reader - Opening Part 1 by AerolithHD, literature
Literature
Ghost!Hetalia x Reader - Opening Part 1
11-8-2014
I don't have much time... I'm stuck in this room with only my journal, a pen, and some food rations. All I can do is write from the beginning and hope that it'll work. If anyone finds this journal, maybe you can use it to find me.
Please find me. Please.
He's coming for me
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“I found it! I found the perfect house!” (Name) shouted with glee, her cup of lemonade clattering as she set it down. In her excitement, she ran straight to the wireless phone and picked it up, returning to the laptop as quick as she could and sat herself in the padded chair.
Another tab on the site included the owner's information, which als
Ghost!Kiku x Reader - Chapter 1 by AerolithHD, literature
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Ghost!Kiku x Reader - Chapter 1
11-9-14
My ankle feels like it's been smashed in with a hammer, it must be either sprained or broken... When I check under the light from the window, there's a bruise in the shape of a hand print...
His chanting must be quieter, or I'm just tuning it out, but now it's really starting to scare me. The words have grown in to something evil that's wormed its way in to my head, and I can't think straight for much longer...
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(Name) yawned contently and blinked open her sleepy (e/c) eyes. She used her arms to push herself up and in to a sitting position and looked around the room as one of her fingers worked the sand out of the corners of h
Life doesn't stop for anybody. Romano x Reader by Gnostalgic-Void, literature
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Life doesn't stop for anybody. Romano x Reader
“It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.”
—Stephen Chbosky, The Perks Of Being A Wallflower
A/N: This is written in [Name]'s narrative!
“What would you do if you liked someone?” That's what he asked me. And to be honest, it wasn't even a hard question to answer. To me, that is. Normally, people would be in their thinking space, and wonder what would they do if they liked someone. But to me, I really didn't have to th