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(REQUEST) PrussiaXReader- Beautiful BabiesYou were laying in a sterile white hospital room. Gilbert, your fiance, was pacing in front of your bed. You were 7 months pregnant with twins. The night that Gilbert proposed was the night you conceived.
The surgeon came in the door, and looked to Gilbert. He had stopped pacing and walked to your side. Dr. Phillis also walked in and took your hand. Fearing for your children, you placed your hand over your swollen belly.
Dr. Phillis looked you in your _____ eyes and said, "You must have a Ce-section." You gasped, Gilbert hugged your gently hoping to calm you down. The surgeon quietly started to prep you for surgery.
Soon enough you were being rolled in the operation room with Gilbert behind you saying, "I'll be here, _____. When you wake up, I'll be here, no matter what happens!" You could only nod your head, as you tried to hold back your tears.
~~~~~~~~After your surgery~~~~~~~~~
You awoke to soft baby cries. The cries seemed to come from two different places. You could hear Gilbert
SwitzerlandXReader- I Wanna go Homehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8f3R0hdY1nc&listLACCFFD5E53E8B769&index=9&featurelpp_video <--------- You should Totally listen to this song while reading!
Switzerland x Reader-
The world seemed to slow down as you walked across the busy Indianapolis street. The little white figure that signaled you to walk started to count down from 20. You had no problem crossing until a black and blue Prius whipped around the corner of Center street.
The little car hit you dead on and didn't slow down after it hit you. You lay in the street barely breathing, life leaving you before you knew it. After a few moments you could hear police sirens. As they neared you, you started to feel sleepy. The urge pulled you under and into the white peaceful light.
~1 week later~
The murmurs of voices slowly pulled you into consciousness. You couldn't make out who the voices came from, yet one voice stuck out. It was a man, he had a deep voice that sounded smooth and rich. It reminded
The Spanish Armanda
Ship, Oh, what wonderful ships
We are Armanda Invencible 
Duke lead us onto victory
That Queen should know her place
The Spanish Netherlands is mine!
A fight has been issued,
so let's set sail to victory!
Canon fire, shoot them down
Storms and defeat
Goodbye cavalry horses
The sea welcomes you
Our stomaches growl and howl
The soldiers slowly die
Our ships keep wrecking
God allow us to live
Theone I love is in Spain
Waiting, he is waiting for me
Death followed us all the way home
Over 5,000 of us have suffered a terrible death
The of us are sick or tired
This was a bad idea
A Heart of War
The Sirens were Blaring
War is here
Run and hide in fear
Guns and Death
Angry Germans, with their guns
Terrified Italians, white flags waving high
Strong Japanese, swords drawn
This is war
Will the Axis win?
Death to all who come near
Bombing Pearl Harbor
Japan stood tall
Those once warm eyes are now filled with sorrow and regret
America joins the fight
Invade, control, kill
When will it end?
Blood is all that he can see
The same red that spots his flag
He is tired of watching his friends die
The Allies are closing in
Is it the end?
Russia has taken Prussia away
The Berlin wall has been built
Germany is a mess
Italy is comforting him
But Japan stands alone
All alone with no one to cure the pain
(REQUEST) England X Child Reader- Safe HavenYou were running through the woods behind the cottage of where you lived. You could hear your older brother, Josh, yelling up a storm behind you. You only pushed on running as fast as you could. If Josh caught you, he would lock you in your room without food again.
Soon the dark woods brightened around you. Quickly slowing down from running for so long, you ran straight into a tall man. Startled from being run into, he turned around to yell at you, only to look you over.
You were covered in mud, your ______ hair matted and frayed. His emerald green eyes showed you kindness, as he picked you up off the ground. Josh finally catching up to you, grabbed you by the hair, causing you to cry out.
"Where do you think your going, stupid brat?" Josh yanked you closer to him. You let out a cry, pleading with your ____ eyes towards the stranger.
"That is no way to treat a young maiden, Sir." The stranger glared at Josh.
"Excuse me, but she has been disrespectful. Therefore she must be punished." J
HongKongXReader I'll never leave youThe world looked blurry to you. Tears streaked your freezing cheeks. You stumbled into your car and immediately started the engine. As your Prius warmed up, you replayed the events that caused you cry so heavily.
~ 1 hour ago ~
You walked swiftly into your boss' office. He flashed you a kind smile, and gestures for you to have a seat on the leather chair in front of his desk. You sit down and cross your legs. Your boss, China, smirks at you and you smirk back.
"Is there something you need, Sir?" You tilt your head to the side slightly to show the left side of your neck, where your 'sweet spot' resides.
"Yes well, ______ you're fired. If word got out that we are having an affair and that you work for me, it would be very scandalous. You understand, right? He flashed you a sad smile.
You breathing suddenly stopped. 'Did I hear him right?', you thought. "Wh-Wha-What?", you stammer.
"________, you're fired, please collect your things and leave." He expression turned dark and serious.
(REQUEST) GermanyxReader- Clumsily falling in LoveToday was your birthday and your best friend Ludwig had asked you to go skating. You immediately said yes. As a child you had a pair of skates and would speed around the block, showing off to everyone.
At 6pm Ludwig was at your door holding a bouquet of beautiful white roses. You smiled, carrying the flowers up to your kitchen. While your back was to him, he came up behind you and whispered in your ear, Happy Birthday, _______!"
You began to blush, and quickly said, "Thanks." He set the flowers in the glass vase and placed them on your counter. You smiled brightly as you were looking forward to be able to skate freely again. Maybe you and Ludwig could dance together while skating.
You both quickly walked towards his sleek navy blue mustang. Before you left the house, you locked the front door and then rushed towards his car.
Ludwig being a music fan plugged in his iPod into the special jack you had bought him for his car. The first song to play was Waiting for the End to Come by Linkin
England X Reader- Spy Vs SpyEngland X Reader- Spy Vs Spy
You smiled as you walked up the stairs to your best friends apartment. It had been a few months since you had hung out with him. It had been hard to visit him due to the fact that you both were secret government agents. He had been sent to England to investigate a murder of a government official. While you were forced to stay and do office work.
Without even knocking you entered the small one bedroom apartment. Arthur looked up from his newspaper and smiled.
"Ah, _______ right on time. How are you?" He ushered you in the door.
"I'm fine. How are you and Al? You asked, smirking.
Arthur groaned, "The Bloody Idiot is taking me out for dinner tonight, but we are fine. How are you and Matthias doing." He winked at you.
"He proposed about 2 months ago. Also he are lemony fresh! Hahahahahaha." You laughed while Arthur looked at you totally confused.
"Congratulations, but what the bloody hell does lemony fresh mean? Are you talking about furniture cleaner?" Upon he
Greece x Reader- Monsuta Complex
Greece x Reader
.:: Part One::.
I blush as Heracles Karpusi, the new kid from Greece, brushes past me. Why was I blushing? Because he's my crush. Ever since I saw him, I felt a little happiness splurge in my heart. It's been a month since I've been in a class with him, and I still don't know much about him. He has this tiny sprout on his head, and he's a very laid back kind of person. I'm more of the slightly nerdy kind of girl.
Plus, he was the caretaker of the class pets. He was an expert at handling animals, and everyone was impressed when he taught the class hamster how to roll on command.
And lately, I've been hearing rumors around school, rumors about how Heracles was an orphan, and wasn't really cared for by anyone. I found that very sad. Determined to find out the truth, I set out to follow Heracles after school.
Well, there wasn't much, I only saw him buy a popsicle. Then he petted some cats. Then he took a nap on the park bench. But when he woke up, I saw
Canada x Reader Quiet
Canada x Reader Quiet
You were part of a special group. You and about 70 other people were part of it. You and your best friend (Bff's name) had actually started the group. Your group was actually really popular. You went to charity events, carnivals, even to new neighbor's house. And you would put on some pretty cool shows. It was the mayor's birthday and he liked the lion king, so you were all doing lion king songs. Right now you were all rehearsing. (Bff's name) and Alfred were singing Hakuna Matata together. Then It was going to speed up like it did in 'Festival of The Lion King' at Walt Disney World.
They wouldn't sing that part though, three girls would take their place and then (Bff's name), Alfred, Gilbert, and Mathias would dance around. You went to go get changed into your dress. You were in your dressing room when you heard somebody singing. You cracked open the door to see who it was. It was Matthew! But he sang so quietly, he was so cute snuggling his little bear.
Canadaxreader - The first day - 3As the sun rose, so did you, with a slightly more enthusiatstic outlook. School started soon, you got everything moved in, all you had to do was unpack and learn your way around the city. It was simple enough, right? It wasn't a small city, but the area you were in seemed like a good, close-knit community. You smiled. Yes, everything would get better.
Not even bothering to change your clothes, since you would only get messy anyway, you grabbed cleaning supplies and began to scrub the apartment from top to bottom. You scoured the kitchen, bleaching the sink, scrubbing the floor and countertops, even washing in and ontop of the fridge and cupboards. You got on your hands and knees, making the bathroom spotless, getting the soap scum out of the tub and sink, wiping the mirrors, and cleaning the toilet so it looked like new. You then moved to the bedroom where you had the windows glistening, the floor vaccumed, and the cobwebs dusted. The living room was last, and you made sure that there
Canada x Reader- A love of Maple Syrup
Sighing, I frowned down at my grocery list. Why hadn't I gone shopping sooner? I was beginning to run dreadfully low on food which I hadn't realized until last night when the only thing I had found in my pantry was a box of old cereal. I picked out a shopping cart and stepped through the doors of the grocery store which opened by themselves.
Surveying the aisles, I set out on my quest. First stop, produce. It was surprisingly empty especially considering it was the weekend. However, the two people who were there were creating a bit of a scene.
"Hey Arthur! Hey Arthur, Check this out!" The loud blonde with a slight cowlick chirped excitedly to the other man who seemed to be trying to ignore him. "What is it, Alfred?" The bushy-browed Englishmen groaned, finally turning to Alfred, probably deciding that his effort was fruitless.
"Orange you glad I didn't say banana!?" Alfred burst out laughing hysterically while holding up the two fruits he had mentioned and Arthur groaned again. "Please
DenmarkXReaderXPrussia - Biggest Fan
Warning: Slight cursing and sensitive material.
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
It's not so bad
How many months has it been?...Right, 3 months, and in a few months you'd be expecting a new member of your...family.
You woke up in the dead of night with the urge to go to use the restroom, storming rain crashing against the window pane, only to find your paranoid boyfriend, Mathias, not by your side once again, which was normal. Lately, he hasn't been on your side, for he constantly spends time in your dark basement doing who knows what. You had the feeling it had something to do with his psychotic obsession for the famous artist, Gilbert Beilschmidt.
"Mathias, open the door, I gotta go." you knocked...and knocked again. "Mathias
Canada X Reader
We Own The Night
I don't own nothing in this story, song is copywrited to Lady Antebellum, Canada is copywrited to the creator, and obviously, you are copywrited to your parents, I only on this story....... and also, sorry for if you notice some errors in this, I have bad grammer and spelling, and also if I have the lyrics wrote down wrong, I'm also really sorry.... But anywho, ENJOY THE STORY~!
Tell me that you every wanted,
Someone so much it hurts?
Your lips keep trying to speak, but
You just can't find the words,
Well I have this dream once,
I held it in my head.
It was just an hot ordinary Summer afternoon, you were just out on your porch, in your new summer dress you bought about a week ago, and you loved your summer dress, (you can think of your summer dress looks like here). But you were thinking of your crush, Canada, America's brother that never had been notice
GermanyXMute!Reader: Silent Sparrow pt.2
I looked in the rear-view mirror. _______ hung her head. Along with her voice, it felt like a piece of her had died. She clutched her love-worn, faded, blue stuffed rabbit to her stomach. She had loved that bunny the second Gilbert gave it to her on her third birthday. Even now, she always valued it as one of her most precious possessions. Her eyes gazed out the window, dead and glassy.
Her recovery had gone well. The nurses and doctors who helped her were all very kind. They all adored her. Even though she couldn't speak, she would always express her thanks to them in some way. Sometimes, it was a note. Others, it was smile. Even without her voice, my Sparrow was still her loving, gentle self.
But now, sitting in the car, on her way home, ______ looked like she had no desire to live at all.
"Hey," I began, trying to
Canada x Reader: That Awkward Moment..."That awkward moment when you tell a joke to a group of friends "
Laughs and talking erupted in a classroom. It was a free period and everyone typically gathered to their own separate groups of friends; me being one of those people too. Though it may seem a bit cliché, but I was part of the popular group, which consisted of foreign men. It was really weird, considering that I was the only girl in that group, but I soon was able to learn how to cope with it.
First, there's the ever-frugal-and-critical Briton, Arthur Kirkland. He seems cynical and sarcastic towards everything at first, but once you get to know him he's a real gentlemen. Then there's the patriotic, energetic American, Alfred F. Jones. It seems that his pastime is jeering Arthur and going to the cinema on the weekends, but he could have his "nice guy" moments when he wants to. Francis Bonnefoy is French, and he always seems to say that his native culture is more preferable than any other. There's also Ivan Bra
ItalyXReader(Drama, Don't Die)
You and your boyfriend Italy(Feliciano) have been dating in high school but you being the two year older one had to graduate and leave him to attend high school his last two years. But you didn't lose anything in your relationship ..until "that day"
You looked to the clock and it read 3:00 "forty-five more minutes till he can text me" you said to yourself softly as you clean up your work area (Italy could only text you through Email, and he walks home) forty-five minutes pass and you look to your phone, nothing. Another fifteen minutes pass and still no text from Feli. "Where is he?" you kept thinking to yourself over and over again in your head.
You text him thinking he's on his email but got distracted by something silly "Sweetie Feli you there? It's been an hour sense sc
Death keeps Knocking
Death keeps ringing the doorbell,
yet I make no move to get it
Tears stream from my eyes
I don't wanna die!
My pillow is soaked from all these tears
Death just won't leave
He is climbing in my window
Someone save me!
My screams never leave these castle walls
He inches closer to my shivering body
I can see his razor sharp teeth
Where's my hero?
Now Death has my life in his hands
Fear shines in my blue eyes
Black and white swarms my vision
Death's door beckens me
I try to flee,
but there is no hope
No hope, No love
This is the end
All I see is black
No oxygen, I'm drowzy
Good night, I hope someone will save me
I don't wanna die!
I can hear my heartbeat slow
My hero never came
Good bye everyone
longdead leafa longdead leaf
burnt brown in the depth of green
cups a handful of fresh water
a leaf left behind
holds something of worth
forgoing death with its dead body
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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