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AxisXChild!Reader Join The Axis?
The time, was World War 2!
"You git!! Let me go this instant!!"
The blond roughly shook the small child and growled in her face. "You insolent brat! How dare you talk to me that way?!"
The child glared. "Because I can!! I don't care if you are my older brother!! In the name of Brita-"
He slapped the child across the face. "Don't you dare say her name!! You aren't worthy to share her blood!!"
The child spat at him. "I will say her name however I want!! She was my mother too!!"
The blond ground his teeth. He picked the child up, despite her squirming. He walked over to a crate of flour that was supposed to be sent out, but he fou
Hetalia x Depressed! Abused! Maid! Reader - p6p6
-----4 Month Time Skip-------
Everything was going well with you staying at the Nordic's home. America, and Prussia came over to see Denmark a lot. Apparently they were called the Awesome Trio.
It was a cold winter evening when the trio got together. The other Nordic's went shopping for some time and since you weren't feeling the greatest, you stayed behind.
It wasn't until the trio began drinking, did a problem arise.
You heard a loud bang from your bedroom. You rushed downstairs in a baggy sweat shirt and a pair of pj shorts.
Denmark had America pinned against the wall. They growled at each other menacingly. Prussia stood there, gl
~A Pirate's Life For Me~ Hetalia Men x Reader
England, July 29th 1588
You clicked the button labeled "1588" and in the blink of an eye, was transported into the past. You arrived on a wooden deck of a ship in the heat of battle. You could hear the cries of men, both of victory and pain. The cannons blasted so loudly, you were forced to cover your ears. The smell of the gunpowder was thick in the air and smoke clouded the battlefield. You uncovered your ears and glanced around, you noticed the ripped and torn British flag as its remains flew proudly in the breeze.
"Look out, lass!"
You felt a hand grabbed your arm and yank you to the ground just as a cannonball zipped past you, barely missing you. You looked up to your rescuer and saw a handsome man in a giant feathered hat. He was dressed in a dark blue pirate's uniform with a ruffled white undershirt. Earrings lined his ears. His messy blond ponytail hung loosely off his shoulder, and he was staring at you with beauti
~A Tour of Time~ Hetalia Men x Reader
Okay guys here's a new idea I have. This series of mine would take intense research and a lot of dedication from me in order to give an accurate description of events. I have an intro prepared below, if I get enough comment and/or favorites, then I know it's something you may be interested in. Otherwise, I'll probably just scrap it and find something else. I hope you enjoy!
You meander past the giant stones pillars and up to the giant double doors. The bright lights inside greet you as you push the colossal egress open. The museum is all too familiar yet, always holds a new fact for you. This.. is your peaceful place. Among all the history of the world and it's cultures. This is home for you. You slowly walk past each exhibit, looking for something new and exciting you may have missed the time before. History excites you, it's the only thing that gives you joy in this world.
You sigh, "If only I could have been born in the Renaissance Era, or
His Most Beautiful Blossom [China x Reader]The hydrangeas were blooming once again.
Their pleasant aroma filled the air, a scent that spoke of heartbeats and blushing cheeks, promises whispered in the silence of the night on trembling lips that begged to meet with their lover’s.
A single slender finger ran over the round bouquet of a dozen or more pink blossoms, brown eyes scanning each petal for a single blemish. The hydrangeas were doing exceptionally well this year, as if someone had dipped each of their roots into a pool of unending nutrients and love.
After all, flowers grew best when surrounded by warm thoughts and affection. This was something Yao knew better than anyo
~Needless Bloodshed~ Hetalia Men x Reader
You chose the button that read "1561" and disappeared into thin air. You opened your eyes to see rolling green hills and cherry blossom petals flowing in the wind. "I must be in Japan," you thought. You heard the clash of sword on sword in the distant so your curiosity got the better of you and you headed towards the sound. As you got closer, the smell of blood became apparent and you pinched your nose. You continued to follow the sound until you came upon a ravine. A great battle ensued. Samurai clothed in teal fought against others in fire red. It was clear which side would be the victor.
"Konnichiwa," a soft voice greeted you.
You turned around to see a young man sitting on the ground, observing the battle. he had dark eyes and even darker hair. His expression gave that he was serious and reserved.
"Hello," you greeted with a smile. "I'm (f/n) (l/n)."
He smiled back slig
Frostbitten: Part 9 (Jack FrostxReader)Frostbitten: Part 9
He was back, but of course it wasn’t the right ‘he’.
You stayed up that night, terrified of the prospect of nightmares caused at the hands of Pitch Black. What you didn’t realize is that nightmares become real while you are awake. The shadows in the corner of your room seemed denser than usual, and you watched as they formed the lean and frightening shape of the Boogieman.
“Still alone?” he hummed in that mocking voice of his, “I’d have thought your little playmate would be back by now.”
Swallowing down your external fear, you cringed away from
HetaliaXReader: Sacrifice (Intro) You were put in this classification since you were born. You had been born from a family that owed money to your country, so, you had to be put up in a certain contest. A group of certain men would have to pick from your group of girls, but, there was a twist.
There were more men than women. One more man, to be exact. So, the girl whom wasn't chosen by a man had an unfortunate fate ahead of her.
She would be sacrificed.
You, in fact, were already quite nervous about it. It was two days until you first met the guys whose families had paid the country to attend this event. You were quite sure that you would meet your doom. You tho
Your eyes fluttered open as a bright ray of light flooded your tiny closet sized room. You instinctively reached over to your bed-side table and grabbed your goggles. You securely fastened them to your face before you opened your eyes. You crawled out of your tattered bed and made your way down the creaky old stairs of your safe house. You walked to the front door of the house and made sure the door was still securely shut.
You noticed a trail of crimson blood drip from inside the lock. You knew instantly that they'd been here last night. You could basically smell the chemicals that they'd left. You made a mental note to switch safe houses i
France x Dying!Reader - It's never too late...There was a brief knock on your ward’s door. “Come in” you said in a hoarse voice, strained by the illness you were bearing. The door creaked open and Francis stepped into view. “Bonjour, (name)” he said softly as he settled himself by the chair beside your bed.
“It’s good to see you again, Francis. Anyways, are those two with you today?” you asked and gave a faint laugh barely audible but to yourself. “Oui, they are but apparently they want me to have…a time with you for awhile” you noticed his voice faltered as he mentioned the last few words after pausing.
“I see...” you replied.
The blue-eyed French eyed his precious (name) lying on the bed. Since she got hospitalized a month ago, she was looking quite different already as her illness was taking its heavy toll on her body. Her brilliant (e/c) eyes that he loves so much was reduced to a dull hue, her soft and warm skin was now but a pale and unhealthy col
World So Cold~ Canada!xReader!
World So Cold- (12 Stones)
It starts with pain
Followed by hate
Fueled by the endless questions
No one can answer
Covers your heart
Tears you apart just like a sleeping cancer
Matthew stepped lightly to the side and rested his back against the wall, slowly making his way to the floor. He brought his knees to his chest and burried his pale face in them, his arms around his legs. His soft hair hung down on his knees.
'No one sees me... I don't know why... What am I?... WHO am I?...' A shorter girl turned aro
Ghost Hunting (Alfred is scared!)America X Reader X Japan
"Why did I ever agree to come!" My best friend, Alfred, grumbled as he and I continued down the dirt trail through the woods.
"Well, you are the hero right? Who's going to protect me from the scary ghosties!" I giggled. I brushed my hair out of my eyes and secured it with hair clip.
"This is no laughing matter, babe! What if they haunt us for the rest of our lives and drive us insane or-" And by this time he was shaking.
"Just calm down!... It's just a legion. We don't even know if the places even exists or not." Alfred and I had planned to visit Japan for a few weeks on vacation. We both saved our birthday
When I Was Your Man. ~ItalyxReader!~
“Ah, (Name), hallo. What are you doing here?”
“I…wanted to talk to you about something...”
You are another member of the Axis Powers along with Italy, Germany, and Japan. Feliciano Vargas, Italy is your one and only lover. Germany and Japan are just your friends and ally.
But, who would have thought this would happen?
“What is it?”
“I don’t want Feli…I want you.”
“I realized that he isn’t the right one.”
MEANWHILE; in a certain Italian’s view…
“Just give me a reason; just a little bits enough—&ld
Kiss Me,A Soulless Me Reaper!ReaderXGermany Part 2I quietly calmed myself, muttering out sentances of my frustration that has appeared before me.
"I can't believe this...Thirteen years...Sigh..." I muttered. Thus began the my long. LONG, assignment. (When I mean LONG. I mean REALLY LONG)
START: Day 3. Years spent: 3/365. 0/13
So far from what I have learned, this germany person, is a overly strict, a bit of a bad temper, and a taste for beer and wurst, wurst is apparently a german sausage...Is it bad? Why would they call it wurst then?
"Really odd name. How I hate humans..."I thought in my head, with my normal, cold expression.
Humans to me, are the most pathetic, foolish, and idiotic b
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"Come on, (Y/n)!" a young voice called, tugging you by the hem of your sundress.
"Ok, ok!" you giggled, scooping the blonde boy up into your arms, "Alfred, where are the other boys?" You asked, growing concerned.
"In Wonderland!" he laughed, kissing your cheek sweetly before hopping out of your arms and running off.
"Alfred!" you screamed as the boy suddenly disappeared. Sprinting to where you had last seen him, what you saw you couldn't believe.
There was a giant hole at the base of a tree.
"Alfred?" you shouted into it, "Matthew? Lovi?" Beginning to feel tears cloud your vision, you leaned further into the hole, "Feli!" Then, you slipped in.
Oddly enough, the hole wasn't that deep, just dark. When you landed, you landed in an underground studio, alm
In confusionI can´t give myself
the honor of knowing you
With thousands of questions
I try to get to you
learn you from head to toe
Like it was possible, you might say
Words are only words,
not the real truth
And your answers have limited power
And you´re not making it easy,
not even when you really try
because you constantly change
Every day, it´s a new face
there inside of you
Still I never quite understood you
but only the words you gave
to quide me, like small hints
Yet I tried my best, I really did
but what can I say,
Don´t get me wrong, please don´t
Keep changing, stay different from me
I'll save the worldI´m so tired, again
of all this feeling
inability drowning everything
I can only spread my arms
when you come asking for help
I can only shake my head
when it´s impossible to take it all
I lie nights awake
making plans to win this war
How I save this world and
how I save you
You´re mine, you´re my treasure
You´re the key to secrets I didn´t know existent
You´re a mystery I would like to figure out
but seems like I can´t do it on my own
I´ve searched for help
for you and me
and opened my arms and mind to you
so you could be save inside of them
Run away from the evil world
Dying lampDarkness is absence of light
It´s made of nonexistent
Does all there is to see disappear with the light?
When someone dies
it´s like switching off a lamp
except not with everyone
Some people are like lanterns
lights, beacons, candles
Alone they shine in the dark
where you just have to find light
They generate it by themselves
Some are dim, some bright as the sun
blinding to look at
While others have an ability
be like black holes
sucking all the shiny into themselves
And others have no light, no lack of it
They´re like spots in the darkness
shadows among the others
it´s like they don
SoullesI´ve heard that I can have no soul
since I deny God
Like something had broken inside of me
at the very moment I started to rely on science
But I don´t understand such a lie
because of course I´ve got a soul
If not, then what´s the part crying in me
when my eyes refuse to do their job?
For me the soul is just a name for
what makes me me
The one that cries over the sorrows of the world
which yells in confusion
pouring all the feelings it carried on paper
as a desperate effort to save all the fleeting moments
No, you can´t disclaim my soul
and there´s not a religion that would make it more real
The miserable poet's sonThis poet´s son is miserable
In the moment of the biggest joy
after a long waiting
I don´t know how to trickle syrup
with my pen on to the paper
but stare mute in front of me
straight on the liberating words
My head is so empty
that my happiness should have no limits
but it all will stay inside of me
until I realize it myself
and someone else shall write the happy poems
I can´t do it
I´ll just write about sorrow, pain
Smile, happiness remain outside
But inside of me I can be glad
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