Seven Minutes in Heaven: SconeA/N: So sorry that this is so fuckin late! XP I hate school work. After this I'll take requests for the next person! BTW I already have requests for Prussia, Hong Kong, and Denmark Anyway, on with the last chapter of Seven Minutes in Heaven~SconeYou eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something."I got a rock.* Oh wait, it's a scone!" you say with realization. America gives you a look of pity and tosses you into the closet. You pick yourself off of the closet floor and wait for England to come. It wasn't long before you heard the Brit yelling at America."You bloody git! I told you I didn't want to play this damned
What Hurts the Most - England (part 2)WARNING: FEELS WILL HAPPEN, AND CRYING MAY OCCURYOU HAVE BEEN WARNED OF TEH FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELZ It had been a month since then. Nothing had changed. You were still a mess of yourself and your eyes were practically grey now. Memories kept flooding your mind at everything now, getting dressed, waking up in the morning, everything. You imagined him wrapping those warm arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest, but when you turned around.. nothing.. nobody was there. Though.. some things were different now. You were now a shell. Showing no emotion and shedding no tears, for you had shed as many tears as you could. They just ne
The Selection~EnglandxReader Part IV "________!"I ignored it. I didn't need to hear it now. Not after what I saw. After thinking he really cared, my boat just flipped. Even Alfred was looking more promising. I knew I shouldn't be too angry at him, but he at least could have asked why she kissed him. But he didn't. He just stood there. Maybe he did want it. I could remember Michelle saaying awful things about me as I turned the corner. "_______ come back!"I didn't even want to face him now. I was being somewhat foolish, but I didn't care. I actually felt sparks when we kissed. "Guards stop that woman!"Oh no-Before I knew it, two guards appeared in front of me and held my a
EnglandxDancer!Reader The Dance of Life The dancer started in a crouched position, on her side, knees pulled to her chest, her hands resting on her black pointe shoes. The music starts and at her cue, she moves. The sad plucks of the piano move her body in time with the music, but she feels nothing of it. She swings her leg around and moves to stand, facing away from the audience. This is the dance of her life story. "Get up you worthless piece of trash!" my mother screamed at me. She was drunk again and lashing out. Doing as she says, I stood just to get pushed down again. "Next time, you better listen to me, you understand? Your father would've been so disappointed in the
HetaOni ArthurxReader: Dark like Night "You're lucky you're not dead." Your voice. It was somewhere to his left, and Arthur closed his eyes, searching for any hidden meaning in it. Were you scared? Angry? Worried? He had no idea. If only he could see your face, watch the way your eyes would darken when you were sad, the way you bit your lip when you were nervous, how you would tap your foot and frown pointedly when you were annoyed. But that was the problem. He couldn't see. "You should be dead." You struggled to keep your voice steady as you tied a bandage around his arm, despite your shaking hands. "If Ivan and Alfred hadn't been there, you'd be dead
Vampire!Arthur x Reader: Part VIIIPart VIII "Deep inside your soul there is a hole you don't want to see." Offspring I looked at his blue eyes. They poured satisfaction as he gave me the news. For some reason, my chest felt heavy. I should be happy to find out; I don't have to be with Arthur, but I felt sad that Arthur was only using me as a host. Francis took out a small jar, which contained water in it. He took a sip and offered, but I declined it politely."So, __________, you still want to bear his children?""I never did!" I growled. Francis chuckled, and placed the jar back into the basket."Well, if you don't accept Arthur as your partner, yo
HetaliaxReader- Airport- England"_____!" yelled a familiar, British voice, "_____, over here!"You turned to find Arthur running up to you, a brown paper bag in hand."Arthur!" you grinned, holding your arms out for a hug. He squeezed you tight, letting you bury your face in his shoulder and snuggle close to him, "I missed you…" you whispered as you tilt your head up to look into his brilliant green eyes.He chuckled, kissing the top of your head, "I missed you too, duckling. I brought some scones with me, though, a little welcome home gift. I worked all day making them so I hope you like them." Arthur presented the brown paper bag to you, smiling expectantly."O-Oh… Ye
EnglandxReader Terrible Things"Daddy! Daddy!"The man turned around looking at the 7 year old boy running towards him. His (h/c) hair pushed all of his face as he ran. His Emerald eyes glowing with happiness. The boy stopped in front of his father with a massive grin."What's the matter Theodore?"The boy looked up at his father grinning even more. The blonde man sighed before returning the smile and giving a questioning look."I met this girl daddy, and I really think I love her, she beautiful and really cool for a girl!"The boy never stopped smiling for one minute. No matter what ever happened you could never get rid of his smile. The man gave a sad smile before t
England x Blind!Sick!Reader - Rain - Final Arthur sat in his study, head rested on the desk. There was no hope. The doctor's couldn't help. He looked up at his tea cup blankly and stirred the spoon around. You were already in bed. Have been for a couple hours. The Brit sat up straight and began to dig furiously through his drawers when he pulled out an old, worn out leather book. It was his old Dark Magic book full of healing spells and such. He thumbed through the pages, eyes scanning for key words. He finally stopped, and read furiously down the page. He found it. The cure. He would have jumped up and danced around in joy if he weren't a gentleman. "Mint!" he called out exci
Three Days GraceI use to fall for youOver and overBut nowI hate everything about youYou and your sick twisted waysAll you've become now is an animalI will have no morePain is better than this I have watched you burn our loveJust letting it dieIt's all over for usI am gone forever to youThis is where I go off on my ownRunning away from a world so coldYou taste that bitter taste in your mouth?That's the taste of you going downAnd now you want me backGive me a reason to stayYou've let me down too many timesI need to have my own lifeWith my now unbreakable heartYou can drown for all I careBut for me,Life starts now
PrussiaxReader-Awesome Enough For MeA/N: So I wrote this because I was bored. XP I really need to work on requests.Let's face it, your life sucked.Everyone was always asking, "Why can't you be like (random name)?""God, you should act more lady-like!""You shouldn't dress that way, (y/n)!"You were completely sick of hearing how unhappy everyone was with you. Couldn't they just accept you for who you were? No, of course not. Instead, you spent your entire life trying to make everyone happy with you. To be honest, you were so sick of this bullshit. You sighed and brushed your (h/c) hair out of your (e/c) eyes as you walked home from school. At least you had one person who
Sorry Spain, I may love you, but this... I CAN'T RESIST THIS!! xD