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JapanxReader ~ I heard that
Turn left. Turn right. Make a U-turn. Make a left turn at the fifth stop sign. Keep on going for another... *calculating* ... 50 miles.

"WHAT?!" You shrieked as you hit the breaks. Your car instantly stopped, almost making you hit your head on the steering wheel. Glaring at your newly bought GPS, you took a hold of it and threw it angrily outside your window.

Cheap crap, I knew I shouldn't have bought that GPS from that suspicious looking guy in the white van...

Sighing to yourself, you pushed a curl of hair behind your ear and restarted your car engine to get back onto the road. Technically, you were on your way to your friend Kiku's hous
Child!PrussiaxReaderxChild!Germany- Mothers Day
"Mutti! Mutti!"

The all too familiar words that had come from your energetic children's lips echoed down the hall, making its way into the bedroom you had currently been residing. Not moments before had you been engulfed in a rather peacefull slumber, dreaming of the husband you had wished could be with you at this very moment, arms wrapped tightly and securely around your waist as if to tell you that you were free from any danger; that nothing in the world could harm you. Unfortunately, the only thing you were greeted to when you opened your tired, (e/c) hued orbs was the numb feeling that the empty, desolate space beside you brought. Thoug
Learning German
You had decided to go to the library after school so you could study. You sat yourself down at an empty chair and cracked open your books. You read over the tiny print passages and sighed in frustration. Your final exam for your second language course was coming up on Monday, and it didn't help that you never were good with languages.

"Why did I even take German," you groaned as you rested your head on the library table. "I have three days to learn a new language," you muttered.

After you had complained about the language for a good hour, you decided to try and study some more. You looked over your notes in your notebook and tried to recoll
Proper Hero
"You know Alfred, I bet she'd like you if you were a proper gentleman." Arthur remarked as he sipped at his Earl Grey tea.

"No way dude! Then I would have to wear suits and those are uncomfortable!" Alfred protested as he resumed munching on his burger.

"I'm sure ____ doesn't want a prick like yourself," Arthur mumbled and glared at the American across from him.

"She'll love the hero!" Alfred proclaimed as he stood up from his seat fist jetted in the air. This sudden outburst caused a good portion of the students in the cafeteria to turn their attention towards the loud mouth American.

After Alfred cast an awkward smile and sat back down,
Germany x Pregnant! Reader Our Bouncing Baby Boy Germany x Pregnant! Reader
Our Bouncing Baby Boy
Chapter 1: Crap

       You stared down at the dreaded contraption, willing the two lines to dissolve into only one. Not being able to look at it anymore, you sat the terrible indicator of pregnancy on the counter and left the restroom.  Pregnant? No way, not now!  You and Ludwig were in your first few months of marriage. Sure, you two were well off financially, Germany and (c/n) are two of the most powerful countries in Europe. You were both world powers. But, were you and your husband ready to create and raise a country? What if you two couldn't control it and it got into wars with the othe
AmericaxTomboy!Reader: For You
You smacked Alfred up the head as ‘YOU LOSE’ flashes across your screen. “Jerk!”
“Ha I win!”
“This is co-op mode!”
“Oh…round two?”
You moved your earphones from your head and turned to look at your best friend. “So I heard (name you hate) is going to ask you out. What’s up with that?”
Alfred unplugged himself from his game and chuckled, “Yeah.”
Pulling your knees up to your chest you asked, “What ya gonna say?”
Your best friend shrugged, “Don’t know. She’s kinda a b**ch and not my type.”
Tugging nervously at you
America x Country!Reader Take Me Instead
Take Me Instead
America x Country! Reader

I stood on the balcony of my hotel room looking out in the nightlife of the busy streets of New York. I came here often to unwind a bit and enjoy the city life. People think I’m crazy for coming to New York only to relax, but there’s something about this place that puts my mind to ease. It’s 1:30 a.m. and I’m still having one of those insomnia episodes, for some reason I haven’t been having good sleep. I’ve thinking about her too much.

She has been invading my mind when I try to get some peaceful slumber. I try to get her image out of my head, but she seems to al
2p!America x Bullied!Reader: Unexpected
Alfred stared at the computer screen with a not so amused expression. It was another photo his friend Oliver had taken with his "Oh so perfect family" he had. Well, that's what the cupcake freak call's his family. He glanced a the almost mirror imagine son Oliver had. Except his son had the eyes of his mother. A disgust tone trickled from brunette's throat and closed the window. He could take anymore of this cutesy shit. But somehow he was slightly envious of what Oliver had. A beautiful wife, a good home, a decent job, a smiling son.

Years ago this would make the American's head turn away and sneer at the thought, but now. Being older, he f
Open Chair - Jealous!America X ReaderOpen Chair – Jealous!America X Reader

For the first time in the obnoxious boy’s history, America was the first to arrive at a meeting. Often he wandered in late or what he called “fashionably late”, though that was only an excuse which he had been using for over a century now.  This excuse, however, did not settle well with most of the countries and frequently ended with Germany or England berating him for it.

He snickered to himself as he made his way through the empty room, imaging the awestricken faces of those two when they saw he had appeared before them. He could barely contain himself as he thought about the b
Happy Birthday Norway! [Sick!Norway x Reader]
Lucky Stars [Sick!Norway x Reader]

    Today was the Norwegian man's birthday, and he wasn't in top condition to celebrate it fully.

    You frowned, a bit unhappy that your friend would have to be confined to his room on his special day. An unexpected cold had ambushed him, and you felt like it was your duty to pay him a visit, just to see of he was doing alright.

    That's why you were standing on the doorstep of the Nordics' house, leaning slightly on the heels on your feet, waiting for someone to welcome you in.

    You were met with Finland, who was also one of your friends. He welcomed you in, in full knowledge on the reason fo
You only have one shot (Mafia!RomanoXReader)Lovino growled, snapping his foot in irritation against the hard concrete of the garage. He sent another scowl at the shiny silver watch strapped to his wrist, his glare deepening. Where the hell were you?! You were never this late! Another growl left him as he started pacing up and down the wide, open space of the base.

Most of his men watched him nervously, knowing exactly what could happen when he was in such an agitated state. They’d seen enough bloodied noses and broken teeth to know it was wise for them to keep their mouths shut. Only the boss’s brother seemed oblivious to his anger, humming happily as he played with a tabb
RomanoxReader - Pasta Apologies“Fratello, I want you to meet my new friend!”

Feliciano bounded into the house, interrupting Lovino in his peaceful nap time. He didn’t want to meet any more of his brother’s friends. He didn’t like them, but he couldn’t just get rid of them. What was sad, is him brother chose his friends more than family.

“I don’t want to meet your friends, you bastard.” Lovino growled and sat up, turning his glare to his brother. Behind the saddened Italian, was a pouting woman, (e/c) eyes bright and watery. She pushed a lock of (h/c) hair behind her ear and fingered Feliciano’s sleeve.

Lovino&r
I Can't Dance Spain X Reader
 You sat behind the glass wall of a dance room, watching your boyfriend of four months, Antonio, teach people how to do the salsa and tango.  It looked like so much fun, but alas, you couldn’t dance for your life.  In fact, you’d probably just trip on a flat surface and fall on your ass on the first move.  But nevertheless, you loved to watch, you loved to watch Antonio dance, wishing that his partner was you.  No, wait, the minute you start daydreaming about that, it ends up with the both of you on the ground because you couldn’t stay stable.  You cover your face with your hands, and groaned, while you attempted to hide the
The Fates (ScotlandXReader)You watched, enraptured by the wave of grass that floated to and fro in the steady breeze that swept your hair from your forehead in dizzying patters. Small, fluffy pieces of pollen swerved past you, lurching out of your reaching hand’s way.
A soft laugh escaped your lips at your failed attempt to catch the things, a warm and pleasant feeling spreading throughout your body as you basked in the rare sunlight.

A shadow fell over you so you tilted your head back to see who it was. You smiled softly at the young blonde princeling, wondering why he’d come to where you were seating on the light incline of the hill. His brothers were b
DenmarkxReader - Inner Ninja
"GOLDFISH!" Mathias slammed his row of cards onto the wooden table and perfected a little victory dance, which included shaking his booty in front of your face. You repulsively pushed him away and slammed your own cards down in frustration.

"This game sucks! You keep winning each and every time, bastard!" You jabbed your finger into his chest.

"Aw, you jealous of my amazing card playing skills?" He cocked his head to the side and showed off his movie star grin. Growling, you crossed your arms over your chest and pouted.

"No, it's just a stupid game." He laughed and swung his arm over your shoulders.

"Hey, I know something that might cheer
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InsomniaI am Sir Vincent Skullfinder. You may know who I am since I'm the world's most famous archeologist and curator of the Skullfinder Museum. It must feel amazing to have as much fame and fortune as I do...but I have to work my butt off to get what I wish for. I may look like I'm very satisfied with what I have...but I always want more and it puts me in so much stress to look for what it is I want. It effects my health too. I often get headaches and I have insomnia, or how you would understand, I don't sleep enough...

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"So this is what you've been doing while I've been gone?" Lyndsay asked Kyra, "hanging out with SKULLFINDER!?"

"Yeah, it's...crazy that I'm talking to a famous person," Kyra said.

"Wow...so that's why you haven't called me that much," Lyndsay said, looking at a picture of a castle, "It's real crazy...so what have you both been doing?"

"Oh, not much. We had long conversations, took walks around the city...I've walked to the museum, he took me to some of the restraunts," Kyra said, still in a dreamy tone as she had her eyes closed, and her hands touching.

"Kyra...I don't wanna be the one to break the obvious, but Sir Vincent likes you. I mean LIKES you," Lyndsay said, her eyes very wide.

"Uh-huh!" Kyra exclaimed as she smiled and her eyes, widened.

"You knew?" Lyndsay was shocked, "This is crazy, Kyra!"

"I know, Lyndsay," Kyra's face turned red and her smile went away.

"Are you sure you'd want someone like Skulllfinder?" Lyndsay asked in a worried tone, "He's wierd and creepy and..."

Kyra interrupted Lyndsay, "I know. Vincent can be self-absorbed and serious...but he has his good side too. He dresses nice, he's polite, tall, mysterious, and his voice is so..."

Lyndsay interrupted Kyra this time, "TMI, Kyra! I get that you guys like each other! I mean, I really don't care who you like, just as long you don't get hurt in the end,"

"I don't mean to jump in a end your girl time, but can we go wait in line our tickets? Me and Lyndsay are here for that, no hard feelings, Kyra," Buddy asked Kyra.

"Can I have a hug from you?" Kyra asked, smiling and looking up to Buddy with her large eyes.

"Alright, who doesn't love hugs?" Buddy hugs Kyra.

"Bye, Kyra! I wish you luck," Lyndsay called out to Kyra, as she and Buddy were walking out of the hut.

Kyra just waved one finger, then she stood and smiled.
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Judging by this page, yes, Kyra really is a hopeless romantic. So she'll be sounding pretty corny, but this rarely happens to her. She's not into many guys, so she's only had two boyfriends in the past all together in her life.

Then with Lyndsay, as Kyra's best friend, of course she wants Kyra to be happy. But at the same time, she's sorta unsure if Kyra and Vincent would make the best couple.

Kyra Oscura is mine
Lyndsay and Buddy belong to EA
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