Over the Edge ~ Suicidal!CanadaXReader
Dear anyone that notices I’m gone,
This is it. I’m done with this. No one knows who I am, not even my own pet! Kumajirou, I’ve been your owner since I found you twelve years ago, and you still can’t remember my name. Alfred, I really hate how much of a dick you are to other people, mostly because when they go looking for you, they think I’m you and beat me up instead. Arthur, seriously, stop being so grouchy and cross with everyone, stop fighting with Francis, and stop calling me Alfred! Francis, leave Arthur alone, and please just keep your hands to yourself for once. And (Name), I’m so sorry I couldn’t tell you this in person, but I love you. And I’m sorry I have to leave you like this, and you’ll probably hate me forever. But don’t follow me into the next life. I want to be able to see you and your beautiful smile from wherever I end up. Live for both of us. Take good care of Kuma for me. Lastly, I w
Independence ~England X Daughter!Nation!Reader~~3rd Person P.O.V.~
Hey, Britain! All I want is my freedom!
Arthur's eyes flashed open and he bolted upright in his bed. Why had he dreamed of that? America was gone, and he was never coming back. It was time to move on... His thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on his door.
"Hey dad?" It was (country name). "Are you okay? You started screaming again." Arthur sighed. He felt guilty. He had never told (human name) that she had siblings. As far as she knew, she was the only country he had governed, other than his own.
"(Name), come here. I have something very important to tell you."
(Name) did as she was told. She's such an obedient country. I had never told her about my past failures as a parent nation, I felt bad for hiding it from her. It was time to tell her, she had a right to know.
"Yes daddy?" Her (eye color) eyes were full of worry and concern. How was I going to go about this? You don't just tell your kid Oh by
Inner Demons ~AmericaXPossessed!ReaderXEngland-Chapter 1-
“You guys ready?” I called from the kitchen. Arthur and I had come to the brilliant conclusion of faking a sèance to scare the pants off of Alfred. It was a little game of revenge for making us stay up for six hours to watch horror movies with him.
“Are you sure you want to do this guys?” Al asked. “I mean, it’s already 11:30 and you both still look pretty tired…”
“Don’t worry Alfred, I feel bad for snapping at you earlier, so I want to make it up to you.” I said holding up a box. “With this!” Al looked super excited until I took the ouija board out and set it in front of us.
“What’s this? Is it like a game or something?” Alfred asked.
“It’s called an ouija board dim-wit. You use it to communicate with the dead.” Arthur piped.
“What we do is we each put our hands on this thing,” I held up the communicator, “ask the spirits a quest
My Bookworm ~ Stalker!Germany X Reader“Why did I pick history?” You asked yourself. Another question that went through your head was why did you have to write so many essays? For this one you needed to write about Germany's inter war years and specialise on the rise of Adolf Hitler. How he used a mixture of clever politics and propaganda to start of a chain of events that lead to the beginning of World War 2. You trudged through the white streets as a fresh layer of snow had fallen during the day. Not many people had walked the long path to the library since then and you could tell from the lack of footprints. Pulling you coat tighter around you in a vain bid to stay warm you continued over to the large building. You let a small smile cross your face as you saw the doorway that lead to the lift. There were some stairs you could take, but with the snow. You just wanted to get inside as quickly as possible. The automatic door tried to swing open, but it stopped half way due to the small mound of snow. Luckily it
Seven minutes in heaven-Scotland"_______ got...Scotland?" Alfred asked himself. You looked at the packet of ciggarettes(?) and looked over at the red haired Kirkland brother. He was leaning against the nearest wall, ciggarette in his mouth and looking at you. He was wearing torn up jeans, a t-shirt with his flag on it and a thick leather jacket. You stood up and he smiled.
"Come on then lass." (Is that welsh?!) He said, opening the door for you. You smiled. He was as much of a gentleman as his brother. You walked in and he closed the door behind you both. You could smell the smoke and wrinkled your nose.
"You do know they are bad for you." You said, taking the ciggarette out of his mouth and stubbing it out on one of the walls. You saw him frown and reach for the packet you had in your hands. You held it behind you.
"You're not smoking in here. I don't like the smell." You said. You saw him raise an eyebrow then smile.
"Oh really? We'll see about that." He said, before pulling you into a kiss. That surprised you grea
Prussia x Reader- The Awesome Prussia's DiaryA/N: This is my first fan fiction. I am sorry if it is terrible!
~ THE AWESOME PRUSSIA'S DIARY~
Date: XXXX 13 , 2013
Today, I was awesome as always. ____ and I played with Gilbird, my pet bird.
~ End of entry~
You were hanging out with Prussia today. You two were best friends and always helped each other out. Although it seems cliche, you were in love with him, you just didn't have the courage to tell him Not awesome, right?
Gilbird was on your head enjoying the view when you were playing Super Mario Bros.
“NO FAIR! I wanna be Mario!”
“Well tooooo bad!” You stuck out your tongue at him. You have been fighting like little kids over who got to be Mario. Who ever had the first WiiMote would play as Mario, and obviously, you had it. Prussia made his usual laugh, and showed you something that you would not ex
(2p!Italy x Reader) The Knife Game You had just finished reading all about The Knife Game. Oliver suggested it to you, so you decided to give it a try.
You grabbed a small paring (sp?) knife from the drawer under the sink and sat at the kitchen table, ready to play. You completely forgot that 2p!Italy was staying over at your house because there was something wrong with the plumbing at his house.
"Ohh, I have all my fingers, the knife goes chop chop chop..." you sang, darting the knife in the spaces between your fingers. "If I miss the spaces in between my fingers will come off! And if I hit my fingers, the blood will soon come out," You accidentally clipped your finger with the edge of the blade and winced, but ignored it. "But all the same I play this game 'cause that's what it's all abo-"
"What the hell are you doing ____?" you heard a voice. You jumped and
I'm Ok~Hetalia x Reader Ch. 3
Do Better~Say Anything
(Y/N) somehow managed to not kill Gilbert but there was still so much time left in the day. It was nearing the end of fourth period and the pest was still flirting with girls. Was there no end to his “charms?”
The girl had already started to pack up in hopes that she could escape the classroom before the fangirls gathered around Gilbert and blocked her way to lunch. However, even shooting up and attempting to sprint towards the door did not help. The horde of brainless fans had somehow been faster. Now, they were again blocking the door. (Y/N) let a rather loud groan out.
'Come on! I'm starving and want to get to lunch!' She mentally shouted at all the annoying followers. (Y/N), who was doing very good not punching anyone in the face, clutched (F/N)'s hand and forced through the crowd. Right as they were about to get out of t
Thief!PrussiaxReaderYour name was [Name] [Last Name]; you were an ordinary senior in high school. You were had above average grades, decent amount of friends, not too many but not any either, you thought you were attractive, and your parents both had good paying jobs so you lived in a nice neighborhood and a nice house.
You were happy with your life, until you started to read more adventure type books, that’s when you started to think that your life was actually really boring. It wasn’t like you wanted to run away and start sailing as a pirate or anything (even though that’d be awesome), but you just wanted a little more excitement.
But enough with introduction to your life lets go to the present.
Your parents were off on a cruise, you didn’t really mind though, it was their 20th wedding anniversary, and so you thought they should do something extravagant for it. Before they left you’re father pulled you aside,