SwitzerlandxReader .:Gun Girl:."(Name), where are you going?" Your mother asked when you grabbed your rifle and opened the door, "You're not going out to the range again, are you?"
"And what if I am?" You replied, not turning to face you mom, "I want to go out once in a while, mom. Don't worry, I'll be fine." You said quickly.
"But (Name), you said you wouldn't go out to the range this week! I wanted to spend some time with you!" Your mom complained, like she always did.
"We can spend some time together when I get home, okay mom?" You asked, "I promise I won't go out tomorrow, okay?" You added after a short pause.
"Okay.. Be careful sweetheart." Your mom smiled, "See you soon."
"Yeah, bye." You left the house and closed the door behind you, "God that was close." You sighed and headed off toward the shooting range. I wonder if he'll be there again... You wondered as you kept walking. Sure enough, there he was, shooting his gun, "Hi Vash!" You waved after he shot.
Vash stopped and
OC x Male!Reader [Weak Link Ch. 1]Rui had always been shy and antisocial. Well, he tried to be antisocial, but sometimes it didn't work. He would constantly find himself the center of a group of girl's attention. They'd fawn over him and fuss about him and his petiteness. It was embarrassing for him, to say the least. He was sixteen, and having a bunch of freshmen all over him wasn't exactly the greatest way to go around making friends.
One day, just as he walked into the gym for class, a jock came up to him and grabbed him by the shirt, twisting it and lifting the brunette up. "Hey Pipsqueak, where's your little group of girlfriends?"
"H-Hey! Put me down!" Rui struggled to get out of the much taller boys' grip, grabbing at his hand and trying to wrench himself free. "I never did anything to you!"
"Tch-" The football player clicked his tongue a few times and slammed Rui up against the wall, causing the small boy to lose his air and gasp for breath. The jock laughed, "You're so weak, it's a wonder you'
Contest time!What?! Contest~!
Why?! Because I feel the need to host one, and I have points that are technically useless to me.
When?! Right now!
Yes guys, I am hosting a contest! Cool right?! Yes. Yes it is. Explanation time! Goooooooooo!!!!!!! *Jumps down a few spaces*
*Lands on this space* Time for explaining!
This contest will be a mixed contest. You may either draw or write...Or both! But whichever you choose, I request that you tell me all the details.
You may choose from these fandoms to draw, write, or both from. (How the heck do you both? Oh whatever. XD)
I request that not everybody chooses the same fandom. Please be a little original. :3
Hetalia: Axis PowersOuran High School Host ClubFruits BasketVocaloid Corpse PartyHakuouki Ib FullMetal AlchemistPortal and Portal 2 (This isn't technically a fandom, but it counts) Any YouTuber of your choosing. (As lo
Hong KongxReader .:Beautiful Day:.You slowly walked down your street. It was a beautiful day and you wanted to make the most of it, so you decided to take a nice walk. "What a nice day, I wish everyday was like this." You sighed. Oh well, at least you got to enjoy today. Where to go, where to go. It was a tough decision. There was always the small coffee shop you liked to stop by to talk with your good friend Lukas. But then there was also the park, where you would just sit by the pond and watch the fish and birds. You sighed and turned yourself toward the park. When you reached the park, you noticed another man sitting where you usually sit. Oh, looks like I have company today. You smiled and reached the pond. "Hi there! Do you mind if I sit with you?"
The man shook his head and looked up at you. "No, I don't mind. Please do." He had pretty brown eyes. "What's your name?"
"I'm (Name). What's yours?" You smiled at him as you sat beside him.
"My name's Kaoru. It's a pleasure to meet you,
GreecexReaderxTurkey .:Best Frienemies:.You sat on the park bench with your friend Greece, holding his kitten close to you, "It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" You asked quietly and glanced at him.
"Yeah...It's perfect..." Greece nodded slowly, sleepily. He fell asleep a little later, leaning on the back of the bench. You had gotten used to him falling asleep on you, but it was still a little awkward to just sit there, talking to a kitten who couldn't understand you to save it's life.
You sighed a little and nuzzled the kitten, "At least you're hyper, so you won't fall asleep on me, huh (Favorite name for a cat)?" You looked at the kitten. It looked back up at you and licked your nose, causing you to giggle, "That tickles, (C/n)!" You laughed and closed your eyes momentarily, only opening them when you heard someone ask you something.
"Hello?! You awake?!" You looked up at the person talking to you. It was a tall-ish tanned man with a forest green jacket, the hood pulled up, and a white mask that hid his eyes
GreecexReader Happy Birthday 2012You banged your head against the wall.
"OW!" you cry out holding your head in pain.
"I have no time for this. I have to go" you say running out of your house.
You were running to the nearest store to buy Greece a birthday present. Japan had called you earlier in the day to ask you if you wished Greece a happy birthday YESTERDAY! Yesterday Feb.3 was his birthday and today was Feb4! You had completely forgotten about his birthday. He was your crush for so long and yet you forgot about his birthday. Slowing down you looked around in the store you entered.
'What to buy him?' you practically screamed in your thoughts.
"Love, would you like some help?"
You turn to see England behind you.
"England? What are you doing here?" you ask surprised.
"I ran out of tea so I came to get some. Love, is something wrong?" asks England.
"WellyouseeIforgotaboutGreece'sbirthdaysoIcametogethimagiftbutIdon'tknowwhattogethim.HeismycrushandallandyetIstillforgotabouthisbirthday. Please. Help. Me" you beg.
Pirate!AustriaxPirate!Reader: Request It was as if a dream had shrouded your life, like nothing you had done made sense or ever happen before. It was like this; one second, you are standing on a cliff, overlooking the ocean as a young girl, your long (h/c) locks danced back and forth in the swaying sea breeze. You remembered your mother calling for you to come in whilst waiting for your father to return in the hopes he wasn't killed or his ship wasn't sunk.
But when you grew to the age of 18, you met a young man. He was a very good-looking young man by the name of Roderich Edelstein. The meeting was not on normal circumstances though. It wasn't a meeting by the baker with the suave young man or the baker's son. No, it was under different reasonings. That day was engraved in your mind.
You were awaiting the return of your father's boat after years and years of him never returning. While you assumed he had been killed while out, you wanted to at least stand and wait for him like your promised him to.
Spoils Of War :Pirate!SpainXReader:You stared at the wreckage in disbelief. This wasn't possible. None of it was. Arthur Kirkland, famed king of the king of the sea, losing to Antonio Carriedo? No, You thought, shaking with despair. No...! This can't be happening. It can't! This is all just a dream...every single bit of it. You bit your lower lip as tears began to drip from your (e/c) eyes and onto the bloodied wooden deck of the ship that had been your home for the past three years.
"Damn you," Arthur hissed. You looked up at the British pirate, tears coming faster when you saw how bloodied and beaten he looked. "Damn you, y'bloody Spanish wanker!" The bright glow from the moon high in the sky cast a ghostly tinge to his face, as well as made the ocean around you look cruel and unforgiving.
You had lived with Arthur for three years straight now - he had taken you in on his ship when he found you homeless and desperate, despite the fact that women weren't exactly smiled upon on a sailing vessel. Especially not one full
Russia x Reader What we lost in the Fire part 1
What we Lost in the Fire Part 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia characters and I can't own you either so I don't
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This shouldn't be happening the war was supposed to be over quickly not drag on like this! The Allies vs. the Axis. When had relations between countries gotten so broken? Now the Russ
Count! Russia x Countess! Reader: We're the Same
Count! Russia x Countess! Reader: We're the same.
You entered the ball set up by one of the richest noblemen that you know, Vash Zwingli. You were known as Countess (Name), one of the most beautiful maiden in all land. Of course, your beauty was known to all man that is why suitors from everywhere approached you for your hand in marriage. But, every beauty has a secret
You walked to the Great Hall, with many men asking for a dance. But, a man caught your attention. He had beige hair and violet eyes, he also have a very cute nose and a light pink scarf. He was wearing a black coat, and he had a pocket watch chain on his chest pocket. He was very tall. You walked to the mysterious man, aware of whom he actually was. He's Count Ivan, the Infamous Charmer of Russia. He has charmed thousands of girls, and those girls never left his side, or his house. He has a secret as well, and people with the same secrets tend to know each other. "Good evening, Count Ivan."
"It's a pleas
Insane... Therapist!Norway X 'Insane'!ReaderTherapist!Norway X 'Insane'!reader
No windows, only the tiny peep hole at the door, which was indeed padded, like the rest of the blasted room. A mattress, with a pillow, everything was so soft, you didn't have a blanket because it wasn't relevant, apparently you're body was strapped within a straight jacket, dark circles around my blood shot (c/e) eye's and my (h/c) hair cut short. You was placed in blue felt trousers, no ties to keep them up they just balanced on your sticking out hip bones. Why was I in here? Harm to yourself, if anyone ever took off your straight jacket, your bony arms would be littered with long paper cut like scars, your would complain that they hurt when someone touched them, of course, as you were considered 'insane' no one believed ya.
You sat in the corner of the room, knees up to your chest, head buried in your jacket. Rocking gently, you started whispering gently to yourself, you didn't have anyone to talk to; people couldn't or wouldn't talk to you
Turkish Delight :TurkeyXReader:If there was one thing you hated more in the world than the tight, skin-fitting, showy clothes you were forced to wear on this godforsaken ship you had been dragged onto to be a serving girl, it was the captain of said ship. He was arrogant, vain, and an all around asshole.
You were referring to Sadiq Adnan, of course.
"Stupid, arrogant, idiotic, conceited, moronic, egotistical bastard!" You screamed into your pillow, feeling hot headed from all the rage that was boiling inside of you. "I hope someone poisons you with all that food you demand! Asshole!"
Fists gripping the sheets of your cot tightly to try and relieve at least some of your anger, you lifted your head from the pillow and blinked (e/c) eyes at the wall rapidly. Your (h/c) spilled over your back, having undone it in your stress, and your skin felt hot and prickly.
You groaned, flipping onto your back and stretching out your arms in front of your face. You really had had it with Sadiq Adnan. He was the captain of a wealthy
RussiaxReader: Christmas Vacation "Russia...for God's sake mom." You shiver in the cold, your breath visable in the grey sky as snowflakes fell. You were completly and utterly lost and you couldn't talk to anyone,"Smart one mom. 'Let's go visit my parents,' She said,'It'll be an interesting trip.'"
You sigh, shoving your freezing hands into your coat pockets and burry your face into the scarf you wore. You felt your eyes brim with tears,"I'm gunn die, cold and alone." You accidently walk into someone in front of you.
You look up to see an extreamly good looking man, very tall with greyish-blond hair and beautiful purple eyes. You had definatly never seen that on a man before. He wore a pink-white scarf around his neck and he looked utterly innocent,"Ты в порядке?"
You blush and look away,'Great...um...I know how to say yes.' You open your mouth but you don't say anything. Instead you collapse on the ground crying
FrancexReader-Breaking HabitsYou closed your eyelids and threw your head back, sighing as the evening set in. You were sitting comfortably on a park bench, enjoying the sun as it set. It's so relaxing right now...
"Why, hello there, ma cherie~"
You jumped and let out a yelp as an alluring, accented, sexy voice interrupted your rest.
You looked up and inspected who had spoken.
He's so handsome! He had shoulder-length wavy blonde hair, crystal clear blue eyes, and a little stubble on his face, which you found incredibly cute. He wore a casual, dark, navy suit and he was eyeing you with a charming look. Your breath hitched in your throat and you began to blush.
"What's a pretty girl like yourself doing here all alone?" he asked, flashing a smile, making you blush even harder. You dubbed his accent as French.
"U-um, I was just enjoying the weather..." you squeaked.
"Oh? It's very beautiful this evening, non?" he asked, taking a seat very close to you. "Not as beautiful as ma cherie,
Love Is Deaf, Not BlindI sat on the couch and watched my brothers wrestle. It was quite an unfair match. Peter was only twelve and Laine was now twenty. The age difference was large. A hand tapped my shoulder and I looked up. Mother pointed to the door and I turned to see Alfred standing in the doorway, a broad smile gracing his lips. I smiled back and stood. I walked to the door and held out my hand. Instead, Alfred pulled me into a brotherly embrace. He was warm despite the snow flurrying outside. Mother and Peter waved goodbye as we headed out.
Alfred and I walked down the sidewalk, cars rarely passing by. If Alfred was rambling like he did in school then it was just to hear his voice since I couldn't hear him anyways. The younger male nudged me and I looked up at him. He pointed to the sky and stopped. I stopped as well and I too looked at the dark sky. Flurrying snow fell peacefully around my friend and I, the stars and snow hard to tell apart. A star shot across the sky. He smiled and I saw him whisper
Trade: Spain x Reader - AmericanoNOTE: When you see the link, copy it and paste it in a new tab. There might be an advertisement first, and then the song will start playing. Have fun!
As your best friend Holly flung open the doors, you were immediately repulsed by the scene that was the bar. You knew it was a mistake when she had begged you to go, telling you that you needed to "get out more" and such. It had been a month since your boyfriend of two years broke up with you, and you had refused to leave your apartment until Holly had begged you to go with her.
You were not used to the party scene. All the seats in front of the bar were filled, as there was some kind of unofficial beer-guzzling contest going on. An albino seemed to be the one winning. The lights were dimmed, and over the loud chants of the people watching the beer-guzzling contest, you could hear the loud, arrogant, and obviously drunk voice of some English guy singing karaoke. A small quarter of the bar was devoted to dancing, and several couples were