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
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
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
I'm Ok~Hetalia x Reader Ch.5
I Don't Wanna Be in Love(Dance Floor Anthem)~Good Charlotte
Ah, the weekend. How (Y/N) loved the weekend. No dumb school. No drama to deal with.
“(Y/N), wake up already!”
“No…” (Y/N) grumbled still half-asleep. She sighed as she knew her mother wouldn’t stop pestering her and the later she stayed up, the more of mama bear’s anger she would have to suffer. The girl reached for her iPod which was resting near her pillow. 1:07?! She wanted to get up at 10! She shook her head trying to get the last bits of sleepiness cleared from her head. Quickly, she got up, ran to her room, threw on an outfit, and grabbed her wallet and bag.
“Where are you going?” her mother asked as (Y/N) headed for the backdoor. This caused the girl to let out a long, annoyed, over exaggerated sigh.
Mean - Prussia x Reader
She walked inside her house, slamming the door shortly after. She didn’t seem to give any importance to her bag, which she threw at the floor, to then jump on the couch. She laid down, face deep inside in the pillow and breathed in deeply.
Another day goes by.
Another day with boring classes, annoying amount of assignments and, of course, Gilbert. Ah, from all the bad things at high school, Gilbert Beilchsmidt was definitely the worst one. Every single day, just for her and a few other people, he was so bitter, so annoying, so… mean.
She didn’t understand why he insisted on picking on her. She never did anything to him, so why? Ugh, how it frustrated her. Who does he think he is to be so mean to someone who never did anything to him? She couldn’t care less about his opinion, thank god. At least, that’s what she said. That’s what she thought.
Did he, or her even know how much this took her down? Maybe it was the new cool thing, pointing out people
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
Ex-Boyfriend!RussiaxReaderxBestfriend!America:TornIt was another boring day and you were sitting outside of your house. You looked at the cell phone on side of you. It had been nearly a two weeks since you and your boyfriend broke up. You sighed because it was your fault. All he wanted was to meet your family but you were afraid that they wouldn’t approve of him. You had broken your promise two months ago to introduce him to your family and he finally had enough.
“________ I want to break up.” Ivan’s voice said over the phone. You could hear the seriousness in his voice.
“Fine.” you said back trying not to show how you really felt.
“Is that all you’re going to say?” he asked you softly.
“Yeah.” you mumbled
“Alright then.” Ivan replied before hanging up the phone.
---------End of Flashback----------
‘I can believe he really dumped me.’ you mumbled completely heartbroken. You
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
Prussia X Shy!Reader- You crazy BastardPrussia X Shy!Reader- You crazy bastard.
(Y/N) plugged her self into her Ipod, listening to the newest song of (Favorite Singer/Band)as she walked down the hallway, avoiding touching the other pupils and fellow classmates. As the lyrics went on, she gained more confidence to quietly sing the song. But not too loudly. (Y/N) was invisible, and she liked that.
No one would engage her in hopeless conversation that wouldn't mean anything, just leave her feeling hot and flustered, feeling she made a fool of herself. No one disturbed her quiet times, in the library or on the field. If anyone asked her "(Y/N), are you lonely?" she'd have looked up, dumbfounded and said something along the line of "Huh? What?".
No, she didn't think she was lonely. But she attracted unwanted attention at school none the less. Especially from the boys. She has (H/L) (H/C) which she always hide behind, shielding her (E/C) eyes that showed quite plainly how she was feeling. She has smooth (S/C) skin that comp