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“Oh, I almost forgot. Here.” Gideon said as he handed the box to Reid. “I told you not to get me anything…” Reid grumbled as he opened the box. Inside were two tickets to A Very Potter Musical. Reid looked at them in confusion. “I did enjoy the books, but why these, and why two?” Reid asked. Gideon glanced over to where you were sitting on the plane, rereading Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. “The only person in the world who calls you Spence is a huge Potterhead.” Gideon said with another pointed glance at you. You however, were oblivious, getting lost in the world of Harr

9. Drive Today was not your day. A pop quiz in three of your classes. You forgot your lunch at home. You had a boat load of homework to do once you got home, and to top it all off you missed the bus home. Your parents wouldn’t get off from work for another three hours or so which meant you were stuck here. And just when you were sure your luck could not get any worse. It started to rain. You were stuck alone at school with no umbrella for another few hours. You sighed. “Today has been the worst,” you grumbled to yourself. “Has it really?” You jumped. You hadn’t known anyone else was at the school. Next

for FireDerpDucky (https://www.deviantart.com/firederpducky). *~*~*~* The discrete creak of a door announced the entry into a terrifying new world. Well, that's how little (y/n) saw it, anyways. To everyone else, her story classified as the common tale of a family permanently departing from one household to another. They'd tell her that everything would be okay, that it would just take some time for the child to properly settle into the next step of her life. (Y/n) didn't listen to them; they didn't understand at all. Moving homes didn't just mean leaving behind her school and friends, it also meant losing everything that comforted her about her old home. The warm aura hangin

You poked at the sleeping brunette softly watching his back rise and fall slowly. His head lay on his arms blissfully a small smile tugging on his lips as he was dreaming. “Come on Greece get up.” You whined softly. A familiar laughter rang through your ears as you turned around to see your favorite frenchie. “Bonjour, ma Cherie.” He smiled pulling you in for a hug. “Hey Francis.” You smiled hugging him back quickly. France looked at Greece and laughed softly. “Asleep again?” You nodded. “I know right. Why is he always so tired?” Suddenly Hercules’ snore was interrupted as

 Allistor sat in the chair constantly shifting and moving. He couldn’t sit still; he stood up and paced back and forth. He scratched his head which he only did when he was distressed. He sat back down and shook his leg; he buried his face into his hands and tried to calm his breathing down. He leaned back in his chair and groaned. “Will you stop fidgeting, I know you are distressed but please calm down,” his younger brother Arthur coaxed. Allistor was the second born of the family after their brother Oliver, and then it was Allistor, then Ian, then Arthur. They almost never got along and constantly bullied each other over

You smiled to yourself as you sat outside, bathing in the soft sunlight, enjoying its feel on your skin. You were happy today; you were feeling good and were happy to be up and out of bed. Yes, you had been in bed quite a bit lately. "You're getting kind of heavy you know…" you said with a bit of a giggle, running your hand over your stomach. Yes, you were now nine months pregnant and could hardly believe it; it felt as though the pregnancy had flown by but at the same time it felt like it had lasted forever…yeah that probably made no sense to anyone but you. You had been married to Sweden for two years now and had so far had ver

France - Francis Bonnefoy     For the first time in a long while, ___ did not feel lonely. She felt comforted, loved, and warm. Of course, this may have been because she was curled up in someone's arms, but it may also be because she had a wonderful dream last night. ___ refused to move from her spot, merely digging her fingers into this person's shirt. Chatter, no matter how quiet, was heard from the hallway. It bounced around in her head, daring for her to scream at whomever to be quiet. Yes, she had a hangover, and yes, it wasn't nice.     The longer she laid, curled up in this person's arm, the more she was able to hear the people out

Your hair hung sloppily and knotted.  No matter how many times you ran your hand through your tangled knots, it would not come undone.  You had even bathed several times, but nothing seemed to do the trick.  Out of ideas, you decided to bathe once more.  You were a bit dirty anyway from the day’s tasks anyway.  Dirt covered your hands and when you had wiped sweat from your brow, some had rubbed off.  And so, you headed down to the river.  It wasn't very far from your small home and you knew that if there was a disaster, the villagers would easily be able to find and warn you.   The river was clear.  It was not like that everyday, it was

Romance was never something that Kiku particularly excelled at. So even just realizing that he had feelings for someone took a great deal of time and when the realization happened…he had no idea what to do about it. Upon understanding why he always got so flustered around you all of a sudden as compared to the way he used to act, he was kind of at a loss. I mean, you were his good friend. Someone he’d known for years and now here he was, agonizing in his room about whether or not he should do something about his newfound feelings. The whole decision-making process took about a month (a new record). And his decision? He was goin

 "Hehee.." "Stop it.." "Ehehehehehe.." "Stop...all of you!" "What if (your name) doesn't..." "THAT'S ENOUGH YOU WANKERS!" England, was preparing something special for you, on account it had been a full year since you two became friends. He invited you over for tea, and you were going to be over in almost an hour. Now, before this, some of his magical friends came by and decided to visit him. So far, things weren't working out. "But..Arthur.." "Be quiet!" Arthur began to pout before setting a tea bag into the pot he was using. He set up two cups on a nice try with little scones and biscuits. He smiled thinking of you enjoying them. He

"Come on then, love, sing for me," Arthur told you, taking a seat at the piano that was left out after play practice. The Brit always walked you home, for he was ever your gentleman, and that meant on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays, he waited for you to finish with play practice. You knew it put him behind, and you told him you could walk with one of the others girls in the play, but he always insisted. Ever since eighth grade, when your parents passed away in a car accident, Arthur had been at your side, your only savior in a world that seemed so dark and bleak. So, last year, when he started dating one of the other thespian girls, you thou

It was a quiet afternoon. You lied with your head on the comfortable lap of you American husband. He was watching a football game and cheered on his team, while his hand was on your tummy fondling it from time to time. You listened to music until…Grrowwl You blushed heavily while taking of the headphones. Alfred looked down on your with a smirk on his lips. “There is someone hungry.” He laughed. You blushed more and nodded a little bit. “You want one of my famous Jones Burger?” he asked then and smiled at you. You shook your head. “Y-you don’t have to…I thought you wanted to see the game.̶

“Hey, bend over a little more!” The Hungarian said. “Ow!” You screeched. You squirmed, feeling the humongous pain. “____, stop fighting it! Bend over more!” Elizabeta said. “But, it hurts!” You whined. You grabbed a better hold on the wooden table in front of you. “It’ll be all over in just a moment!” Elizabeta reassured. “It hurts!” You clenched your teeth even more, sweating. Your grip tightened. “Haven’t you ever had a corset on before!?” Elizabeta questioned, pulling the corset even tighter together. “No! I haven’t!” You gaspe

Netherlands x reader        It was Halloween night, your absolutely favourite holiday and you were planning on going around trick or treating with your boyfriend Tim. Unfortunately he wasn't so happy about that. He also had a tendency to not show any emotions, which left you to often wonder if he truly cared about you. But he would always do small things that showed he did, like send you flowers on holidays and leave little notes and sweet texts. He didn't ever smile, blush, frown, scrunch his nose or anything! He always had a straight face but if you got the chance to look into his beautiful green eyes, you could see all his emotions.  

RussiaxReader - First Kiss The day was wonderful; the sky was clear, the weather was warm and the sun shone bright. Hard as it may be to believe, sunflowers covered vast plains across the cold country known as Russia, providing large spots of green and yellow across the terrains. Russia, Ivan, had always loved those flowers, big and warm, he identified himself with them; they were his bestfriends and his escape. On this day, he had come to one of those fields, one that was near his house, with the company of his beloved (f/n), aka (country). When everyone ran away from him, she had made an effort to get to know the broken nation better, she

                       You had scraped your knee up badly and needed to go to the nurses office. You limped through the halls until you reached the office. You walked to the nurses office and sat down on one of the cold chairs. You looked at your surroundings taking in the smell of cleanliness when you notice a familiar brunette male sleeping on the bed. Your heart started beating faster as you noticed who he was; a light blush appearing on your face. Heracles Karpusi, the source of all your troubles, but damn he was handsome. "Um, are you awake?" You whispered. He didn't move so you assumed he was sleeping.                        "Should

APH [Netherlands x Reader] :: Christmas Gifts "Wow, aren't these just gorgeous!" You dragged Belgium across the mall's corridor, practically sticking your nose against the jewelry store's showcase window. The items in question were a set of beautifully ornate silver rings, with a greenish blue gemstone that linked them together and sparkled under the multicolored Christmas lights that decorated the store. Belgium also leaned down to take a better look at the jewelry in display, widening her emerald green eyes at all the gleaming silver and gold items. "They're so lovely!" she exclaimed with a dash of amazement in her voice. "And pricy, too

~Buon Natale~ *Romano X Reader* 'Drabble #5 from 'All I want for Christmas' series' The female straightened with the bridge of her soft palm the red material on the table,paying extra attention so that not a single wrinkle was present on it.The small dark haired boy gave her snowflake patterned napkins,for which she beamed her best smile at him and started folding them in beautiful Christmas themed shapes. The little boy gaped his mouth in surprise,clapping his hands in excitement as if his mother was using some sort of magic he had never seen or ever heard of. Truth to be told,he thought that his 'madre' was magically making things appear

“Yao,” You poked at your chinese friend. “What, aru?” He asked pulling away and glaring at you. “Can you say something in Chinese?” You asked innocently. “Why?” Yao Wang huffed folding his arms in his robe. You both were sitting in a park on a blanket in the middle of the day enjoying a small picnic. “Because it sounds cool,” You persisted. Yao looked at you for a second and said something rapidly. It just sounded like a mix of different syllables. “Ni hen piao liang,” he said and looked away. You tipped your head to one side, “What does that mean?’ His eyes

"Carry me," you demanded. "Excuse me?" Vash stated as he turned to face you. "Carry me," you repeated. "No thank you," he scoffed as he continued to trek. "Why not!" you whined. "My feet hurt!" Vash had though it would've been a wonderful idea to trek through a mountain today. Lucky for you it wasn't one from his native country or Switzerland. Instead it was a small inclined slope. Barely even classified as a mountain. About half way up it, you decided to see how long Vash's patience would last. "You're acting like a spoiled brat," he insulted as he turned to face you. "I know you are but what am I?" you childishly stammered. "Now you

--Your P.V.-- If one answer was all it would take to make him go away... "No," you told the tall Dane standing behind the couch you were sitting one. "I do not like Wales." "You're red (Y/N), tell the truth," Mathias replied. "You like Dylan." "No, Den, I don't," you said firmly. You turned around and went back to reading your book. "I can see the way that you look at him!" "How do I?" you asked. "You stare at him all lovey-dov--" Mathias began, but he was cut off by a choking noise. You sighed and bookmarked your book. Without turning around, you said, "Lukas, it's alright. He wasn't bugging me that much." "If you say so," was the r

“Could you please help me find this address?” Who knew such a simple question could change two lives forever… --- -- --- “Oi, (Name) could you bring me a beer? The game’s about to start.” Came the young (e/c) woman’s boyfriend’s voice from the living room of their flat in Dublin. She giggled and shook her head, Irish men and their football. She grabbed a bottle of his favorite beer and opened them, setting them on their game day tray, piled high with chips and other snacks and his beer and her lemonade as well as a new novel for her. As her love always liked to tease, the only thing wrong

“Your turn ____” Francis said coyly, almost everyone perked up you blushed. Everyone thought you were uncommonly pretty and wanted to be your boyfriend but you couldn’t decide! You didn’t want to hurt anyone, so you tried to spread your friend ship around equally. But it was very difficult especially when you had to avoid Francis and Prussia since you were prone to nosebleed when they walked around shirtless. (Oh god! Look just thinking about it I ruined my keyboard! Damnit! I need a tissue) Well anyway, as I said everyone perked up, except for Spain he began to sulk and wallow in misery. He always got like that ar

 You sighed and smiled as you brushed your hair out; today was a special day…no…it was BEYOND special. It was possibly the most important day to you since forever. You looked at the calendar and beamed at the date that was circled and the big red words written there: Berwald and __________'s one year anniversary! You couldn't believe it…a whole year. It really didn't seem like it. It had flown by almost like magic. You honestly couldn't imagine ever having a better boyfriend; as far as you were concerned it was virtually impossible. He was so sweet and gentle; always patient and never pushing you for anything. He would do the

HK x reader I peeked in the living room, observing my boyfriend's actions. He was sitting on the couch, earphones plugged in, and was drawing who-knows-what. I walked into the living room and sat beside him. I took out the earbud from his right ear and put it in my left. He gave me a questioning look, but didn't say a word. I moved closer to him and looked at what he was drawing. "Me?" i asked. he nodded. Suddenly, the song Fireflower came up on his ipod. "I love this song~" i said He nodded. "Saisho kara kimi o-" I started singing, "Sukide irarete-" Leon sang along with me "Yokatta nante sora ni utaunda~!" we both sang ((tim

“Lukas… Lukas, come on, pay attention” he wasn’t instead he was sitting cross-legged on the floor, talking to something that was supposedly perched on his finger. Arthur was sitting next to him. They both laughed, “You have a gift for the comedic, your highness!” Arthur said “Oy! Lukas it your turn” America shouted Lukas sent him an annoyed look “I’m sorry your majesty” he told the invisible apparition on his finger “but the petty duties of the mere mortal call” Arthur knelt down and held out his own finger “may I have the honor?” he asked respectf

You sat in your room waiting for Iceland to get here. It was the first of the month, a time when your big brother Russia (also known as Ivan to you) usually gave Iceland some money to help out his country. You didn't know why, but lately you couldn't get Iceland out of your mind, but you couldn't dare let he or big brother find out. Everyone else had left you, and Ivan hadn't become the easiest to live with since he was usually drunk now, but you didn't want to be like your sisters Belarus and Ukraine, you wanted to try and stay with big brother.... but he sure wasn't making that decision an easy one.... you heard a knock on the front door an

The Only Exception Paramore Nico di Angelo x Reader When I was younger I saw my daddy cry And curse at the wind. He broke his own heart and I watched As he tried to reassemble it. Nico nervously fidgeted with his fingers. Jason had talked him into asking (y/n) out. She had happily replied yes and tonight was the night. The two of them were going out for dinner. Nico was suppose to pick her up at her house in Indiana and then they would go to one of her favorite restaurants. Nico’s nerves were on edge. His first date with the girl of his dreams. “How’s this.” Nico stepped out of his bathroom to Percy, Jason, An

"I am not wearing this" You growled, holding up a Sailor Moon costume You were blushing with embarrassment, as well as anger. Your friend Mathias just smirked "Oh, come on! That thing cost a fortune" He said as he fixed his hair "I don't want to go to your damned party in a skirt this short!"  You said, your blush becoming fiercer "Come on, don't be such a party pooper" He said You sighed "Every party needs a pooper, that's why we invited you! Party pooper~! Party pooper~!" He sang "Fine! I'll wear it!" You said, frowning He smirked and drink a whole pint of beer in one gulp "I'm gonna get ready too! See you downstairs!" He

“Oh, I almost forgot. Here.” Gideon said as he handed the box to Reid. “I told you not to get me anything…” Reid grumbled as he opened the box. Inside were two tickets to A Very Potter Musical. Reid looked at them in confusion. “I did enjoy the books, but why these, and why two?” Reid asked. Gideon glanced over to where you were sitting on the plane, rereading Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. “The only person in the world who calls you Spence is a huge Potterhead.” Gideon said with another pointed glance at you. You however, were oblivious, getting lost in the world of Harr

Morgan smiled softly, looking at your tired, tear stained face, then to the pink bundle in your arms. He leaned over, his hand caressing your cheek, before he pressed a gentle kiss to your temple. “Hi sweetie.” You mumbled tiredly, looking up at him lovingly. “Hey baby. Can I see her?” You nodded, putting your daughter carefully into his arms. Derek looked at her, his eyes tearing up as he took in her caramel colored skin, and pale __e/c__ eyes. “She has your nose.” He said, chuckling softly, a few stray tears trickling from his eyes. He never thought he’d love anyone as much as he loved you, he ne

Your back arched, tears streaming down your cheeks as pain seared your arm. You could feel blood, warm and sticky, dripping down through your fingers. You screwed your eyes shut, breathing quickly but unable to cry out because of the gag that had been shoved in your mouth. Feeling a blade bite into your skin again, you clenched your fists as tight as you could, rigid with pain.    “Shh...” the woman soothed and you felt her hand against your cheek, wet with your own blood. “It’s going to be alright.”    You gazed at your captor helplessly, eyes pleading with her to stop but she didn’t seem to notice as sh