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Denmark:What do you mean by MORE!
Norway:.....*has some tea on a table*
(Name): I had a another talk with the allies i was like (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻
Norway found his table flipped
Iceland: Payback for trying to tell me to call you big brother
Norway: Put it back please
Denmark:Let her do it!
Iceland:What he said!
Finland goes to get water BRB
Sweden Follows Finland
(Name): Does Sweden do that finland
(Name): oh ok
Finland: Sweden and me are umm how can i explain
(Name) is going to have tea BRB
Norway: i had tea but i want more!
Iceland Grabs Norway so he would not chase (Name)
Denmark: i think she likes me
Norway: in your dreams denmark!
ChinaxReader~Request"(N)-(name) stop it!!" poor Yao Wang shouted to his devoius friend (your name), as she began to braid is medium-long dark brown hair.
"But your hair is so long!" she cried, finishing up the braid, but suddenly realizing she didn't like it. So she redid it.
"My hair isn't that long!" Yao cried, getting into a standing position, the halfway done braid still in place.
"Don't move Yao!" (your name) cried, pulling him back down the ground. The chinese man sighed, as she finished up the braid and tied it.
"There. You can move now."
The chinese man finally stood and began to grumble to himself.
"This isn't funny.."
He felt something touching his adam's apple. He looked down to see (your name) looking at it.
"What are you doing aru?!" he cried, stepping back, and ended up falling onto a soft cusion. (Your name) took her chance, and sat quickly on his lap, casing heat to come the Yao's face.
"Your voice is so soft. Do you even have an adam's apple?" (your name) asked, touch all over the front o
Saved By a Hound (Edward ElricxReader)Saved by a Hound
"I just get back and they have me doing chores," the older Elric brother grumbled to the black and white dog trotting at his side. Den stayed silent, but picked up the scent of something as they passed the ruins of an old house. The old dog barked and ran towards the shadows, much to Ed's disappointment.
He groaned, calling out to the dog to leave whatever was out there alone. The dog found whatever she had caught the scent of and disappeared between a wall and wooden plank. "Den, seriously!" the teen sighed, walking towards the house.
But he stopped when he heard laughter. "Down girl!" the laughing voice giggled, "Down!"
Peering through the darkness, he saw Den licking something, but it wasn't until further inspection that he saw the object of her affection.
(H/c) locks shone in a sliver of light that shone between cracks in the board and (e/c) eyes blinked open when the dog ran back out to Edward, then back to the girl. Den bit onto a piece
Here? Now? FranceXReader
"PARTY TIME, MOFO'S!" America stood in front of the crowd with the hat, confetti blowing all over him. "It'll be the best closet time yet! Everyone ready to get this show on the road?" Everyone nodded their agreements and continued to begin the game.
You were selected to be the first the pull from the hat. You were a little nervous, but completely ready. You had nothing against anyone in the room and had always wanted to try the game.
"Come on-a! The suspense! It's killing me!" Italy flailed around and blushed. You looked at the paper.
"C'est moi?" France blew you a kiss. He was right, it was him. You always thought France was too perky for you, but proceeded to him and took his arm. "O-honhon, this will be fun, mon Chérie..." He lead you to the closet and sat you both down. "So, my dear sweet, what's on your mind?" He held your hands in his and pressed his lips to your hand. Your eyes widened. What was there to say? You were locked in a closet with a total pervert for 7 minutes. Dd
I Bet I Can Make You Smile
The bright sunlight hurt [Name]'s eyes as she stepped out of her front door. She groaned and started on her walk to school. She walked down her street, hands shoved in her pockets. The walk to school was short and miserable.
Once [Name] got to school, she went straight to her locker then to her 1st period class. She sat down at her desk and pulled out all her materials. [Name] glanced at the door where a small fight was starting outside. The teacher quickly separated the two boys.
"You, go to class, now! Beilschmidt, get in here this instant!" He yelled. Gilbert Beilschmidt walked into the room and took his seat behind [Name] right before the bell rang.
"Alright, class," The teacher started before Gilbert raised his hand. "Okay, what do you want?" he said after a sigh.
"Who's this chick in front of me?" the silver haired man said. Instantly [Name] shrunk down into her seat.
"That's [First Name] [Last Name]. She wasn't here yesterday," The teacher explaine
“(Your name) what are you looking at?” Emil, the white haired Icelandic man asked, while watching his friend shuffle through random sites on the computer. He didn't have the slightest idea why she was at his house, but he didn't care. He rather her be over more than anyone else.
“Just some things to ask you..” (your name) replied, a smile appearing on her face, seeing as she found the site she wanted.
“What do you want to ask me then?” Emil replied questionably, as if ready for some super tricky math question, for something about his brother or-
“Is is true that Iceland has the strongest men and women?” she asked, causing him to rethink over the whole 'tricky math' thing. Emil took a moment to wonder why she even cared about this kind of information.
“That is said by some. But-”
“Is it true male tourists to Iceland can easily get laid?”
Emil raised an eyebrow, showing off on his 'what are you talking about' looks,
VocaloidxReader: Day OneVocaloidxReader: Day One
"Luka, there isn't any more tuna in the fridge." (f/n) sighed, slowly inching away from the rampaging female. (f/n) was secretly fearing giving the woman this talk, but (he/she) knew eventually (he/she) would run out of tuna and everyone would be screwed.
"WHAT!?" She yelled, picking up a conveniently placed chair(Why Rin, WHY?) and holding it threateningly over her head.
"Launching counterattack, drunk Meiko!" a deep voice shouted. "Don't worry, (f/n)!"
(f/n) had never been this happy to see the tall blue-haired man (or the insanely scary drunkard) in (his/her) life.
Meiko held out a fist. "Luuuuuuukaaaaaaaaaaaa~ I still haven't forgotten how you snatched my sake... Time to die~"
(F/N) didn't even remember that.
The pink haired woman let out and uncharacteristic growl.
Before they could kill each other, Kaito hopped on the island in the middle of the kitchen, holding out a hand to ______.
"My angst song." he said, and ___ nodded knowingly.
Too Cute ChinaxReader_____ skipped happily, singing a happy tune to herself. Today was going to be fun! She was going to visit her friend Yao's house! The two of you always had such a great time together after all.
But when she went to knock on the door, there was no response... When she rang the doorbell, the same thing.
I'm not early, am I? she wondered, checking her phone. Nope, she was right on time.
"Huh... Weird..." _____ said aloud. Though she knew it was stupid, she decided to just try opening the door. It worked.
She facepalmed. It wasn't like Yao to make such a silly mistake. What was he up to?
She walked into the house and made her way into the living room, where she heard noise
"Yao, what are you doing?" ______ asked, upon coming into his house.
"Oh, ______. Is today the day you were supposed to be coming over?"
"Um... Yeah." she deadpanned.
"Aiyah! I'm so sorry; I completely forgot!" he cried, scrambling to pick things up. "This place is so messy..."
Yao's place didn't look too bad, n
Male Belarus x Reader- What was in that cup?
I stare at the silver vile in front if me. "What's in it?" I ask bluntly. "Water?" Nikolai hesitantly answers. "No its not" I plainly reply. "Then it's Vodka...?" He states, but it sounds more like a question to me. "I don't like Vodka" I frown, pushing the frayed chair out I get up. "Wait!" He clings desperately to my legs. My (e/c) eyes turn to the roof, taking their sweet time examining the cracks and crevices. "Tell me what's in it then" I bargain. "Fine," he sighs.
"..." he hesitates, "It's-" a knife flies past his head. A smirk forms on his thin lips. "I guess someone doesn't want you to know" he says, scampering away. I scrunch up my nose and glare at his retreating form. "I bet he planned that "I mutter angrily.
Rolling my eyes, I pry the knife from the wall. Engraved upon its handle are the words 'Я люблю цябе'(translates to I love you). A ditzy smile lights my faces, anger disappearing into the chilly air.
Have You Seen Santa? (FinlandxReader)Have You Seen Santa?
"(F/n)! (F/n)!" your little sister shouted to you as she ran from the direction of her school, "Did you see Santa?"
Smiling at her antics, you shook your head, "No, Paula, I didn't. Did he come visit you?"
The brunette girl grinned and took your hand, tugging you to her classroom. "Yeah!" she cheered, "Come see!"
You let the five-year-old drag you back into the school that you used to be a student of. A few teachers poked their heads out of their classrooms to greet you. You acknowledged them, but were unable to stop Paula for longer than to say a hurried 'Hello' and keep walking.
"Before we go see Santa, what did you do in class today?"
Still not stopping, Paula rattled off a list of seasonal activities the class had participated in. As a last minute thought she added, "And we made Christmas ornaments!"
Finally, you made it to Paula's classroom and the small child released your hand. The teacher greeted you with a smile and you talked to her
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
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