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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

AmericaxTomboy!Reader: For You

You smacked Alfred up the head as ‘YOU LOSE’ flashes across your screen. “Jerk!”
“Ha I win!”
“This is co-op mode!”
“Oh…round two?”
You moved your earphones from your head and turned to look at your best friend. “So I heard (name you hate) is going to ask you out. What’s up with that?”
Alfred unplugged himself from his game and chuckled, “Yeah.”
Pulling your knees up to your chest you asked, “What ya gonna say?”
Your best friend shrugged, “Don’t know. She’s kinda a b**ch and not my type.”
Tugging nervously at you

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

You only have one shot (Mafia!RomanoXReader)Lovino growled, snapping his foot in irritation against the hard concrete of the garage. He sent another scowl at the shiny silver watch strapped to his wrist, his glare deepening. Where the hell were you?! You were never this late! Another growl left him as he started pacing up and down the wide, open space of the base.

Most of his men watched him nervously, knowing exactly what could happen when he was in such an agitated state. They’d seen enough bloodied noses and broken teeth to know it was wise for them to keep their mouths shut. Only the boss’s brother seemed oblivious to his anger, humming happily as he played with a tabb

America x Country!Reader Take Me Instead

Take Me Instead
America x Country! Reader

I stood on the balcony of my hotel room looking out in the nightlife of the busy streets of New York. I came here often to unwind a bit and enjoy the city life. People think I’m crazy for coming to New York only to relax, but there’s something about this place that puts my mind to ease. It’s 1:30 a.m. and I’m still having one of those insomnia episodes, for some reason I haven’t been having good sleep. I’ve thinking about her too much.

She has been invading my mind when I try to get some peaceful slumber. I try to get her image out of my head, but she seems to al

RomanoxReader - Pasta Apologies“Fratello, I want you to meet my new friend!”

Feliciano bounded into the house, interrupting Lovino in his peaceful nap time. He didn’t want to meet any more of his brother’s friends. He didn’t like them, but he couldn’t just get rid of them. What was sad, is him brother chose his friends more than family.

“I don’t want to meet your friends, you bastard.” Lovino growled and sat up, turning his glare to his brother. Behind the saddened Italian, was a pouting woman, (e/c) eyes bright and watery. She pushed a lock of (h/c) hair behind her ear and fingered Feliciano’s sleeve.

Lovino&r

I Can't Dance Spain X Reader

You sat behind the glass wall of a dance room, watching your boyfriend of four months, Antonio, teach people how to do the salsa and tango. It looked like so much fun, but alas, you couldn’t dance for your life. In fact, you’d probably just trip on a flat surface and fall on your ass on the first move. But nevertheless, you loved to watch, you loved to watch Antonio dance, wishing that his partner was you. No, wait, the minute you start daydreaming about that, it ends up with the both of you on the ground because you couldn’t stay stable. You cover your face with your hands, and groaned, while you attempted to hide the

~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

DenmarkxReader - Inner Ninja

"GOLDFISH!" Mathias slammed his row of cards onto the wooden table and perfected a little victory dance, which included shaking his booty in front of your face. You repulsively pushed him away and slammed your own cards down in frustration.

"This game sucks! You keep winning each and every time, bastard!" You jabbed your finger into his chest.

"Aw, you jealous of my amazing card playing skills?" He cocked his head to the side and showed off his movie star grin. Growling, you crossed your arms over your chest and pouted.

"No, it's just a stupid game." He laughed and swung his arm over your shoulders.

"Hey, I know something that might cheer

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

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.

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

CanadaxReader - Moose YearsMatthew walked around town, holding his girlfriend’s hand. She was eyeing the lights and shops with bright windows and decorations. He chuckled, fixing his hat with his other hand, and pushing up his glasses. It was New Year’s Eve, and the streets were crowded with couples and people partying. Music played everywhere with the citizens singing along.

(Name) squeezed his hand and he moved his gaze and thoughts to her. Her (e/c) eyes curiously bore into him, and he smiled shyly, leaning his shoulder into hers. A couple walked over, asking for a picture, and they smiled for them. A lot of professional photographers liked the New Year

GermanyxReader: Time is Not Ours (OneShot)
Time is Not Ours
“All right, let’s see….” You held up your list. “Bread, turkey, ham, cheese, crackers, grapes, pitchers of lemonade, blanket, umbrellas,” you paused, chewing your lip. “I’m forgetting something…..oh! The cookies!” Grinning, you peered inside the cookie jar, sliding a hand inside.
“Hey! Momma, you can’t have a cookie yet! Vatti said not ‘till we eat!” A young voice reprimanded. You chuckled and looked down at the sweet six year-old frowning at you. “But I want some now!”
“Sorry, Mommy, Vatti said nein!” The yound disciplinarian scolded.
Sighing dramatically, you lowered your head. “Awww…..okay, I’ll wait.”
Bright brown eyes twinkled with triumph as a large smile spread across her face. Although she was the louder of you two children, Emma surpassed any daughter you could have wished for. She was th

NorwayXTsundere!Reader They're Pretty Cool

Ahh, school. One of the most hated places for any teenager. Especially if that teenager was (Name). God, she HATED school. Sure, she had friends, the teachers were moderate, the homework was small, what could be wrong? Besides the fact that her crush was next to her. In. Every. Single. Class.

The (h/c) female just couldn't stand it. She had different ways of showing she cared for him, and those ways were lashing out with her sharp tongue at him. Not that it seemed to bother..... Him.

The light blond and dull blue eyed boy was enough to drive her mad. She loved him, she really did, but her actions did give out mixed signals. What made matter

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Novela Fiolee -Nadie como tu- Cap5-Part3

by ~Aelita222, Jan 11, 2013, 6:37:50 AM
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Marshall Lee: Fionna, enserio abre por favor.

Fionna: ¡NO TE VOY A ABRIR, VETE!

MARSHALL SE SENTÓ EN LA CAMA, FIONNA MIENTRAS, EN EL BAÑO, ESTABA BUSCANDO ALGO PARA GOLPERARLE A MARSHALL, MIRÓ Y ENCONTRÓ UN BOTE DE CRISTAL, SALIÓ DEL BAÑO DE REPENTE, FUE CORRIENDO A MARSHALL Y SE LO TIRÓ EN LA CABEZA...

Fionna: ¡Esto te pasa por secuestrarme!

Marshall Lee: (tocándose la cabeza) Fionna... me está sangrando, me has hecho daño.

MARSHALL SE LEVANTÓ Y COJIÓ A FIONNA...

Fionna: ¡Qué me sueltes! ¡SOCORRO! (Marshall le tapó la boca)

Marshall Lee: (sangrando la cabeza) ¡QUÉ TE TRANQUILIZES!¡QUÉ NO TE VOY A HACER NADA!

MARSHALL SE LA LLEVÓ VOLANDO A LA CASA DE CAKE, FIONNA NO PARABA DE GOLPEARLO Y MORDERLO...

Fionna: ¡SUELTA! ¡SUELTAAA!

Marshall Lee: ¿Creerás a tu amiga Cake, no?

Fionna: Más que a ti seguro...

YA LLEGARON, BAJARON AL SUELO, MARSHALL TENÍA SUJETA A FIONNA, LLAMÓ A LA PUERTA Y CAKE SALIÓ...

Cake: ¿Ma-Marshall, por qué estás sangrando? ¿Fionna por qué lloras y estás tan asustada?