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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
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
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
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
Bully!PrussiaxPregnant!Reader: Bullied Ch1A month ago you moved back to your hometown after three years.  You left to live you’re your mom because a guy from your old neighborhood was always so mean to you.  But you refused to tell your father knowing he would go out looking for the guy.  You father would fight any man who caused you trouble.  Since you moved back you started making new friends with people at the college you were attending.  Ludwig and his best friend Feliciano were the first two people you befriended.  

Last month Ludwig had a party and you got so drunk you ended up sleeping with a guy.  In the  morning you realized you the guy you slept with was the same bul
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
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Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 12.PJ nervously stepped in to view of the mirror, checking every part of himself to make sure he looked his best. He brushed the top of his hair again, but couldn't seem to get it just how he wanted. He groaned, getting frustrated with it before finally just letting it fall the way it wanted.
"Brilliant," he muttered to himself. His gaze lowered down his body, checking his clothing. Green eyes judge his clothing making sure it was the right thing to wear. Today had to go well. Today was his first date with Chris.
He quickly checked his phone. "Chris will be here in ten minutes," he complained out loud. He took out his body sprayed and covered
Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 11.PJ's eyes opened slowly as his body woke up. The first thing he felt was Chris' strong arms around him. PJ gently squeezed his body, a smile spreading across his face.
"Chris? You awake?" Chris nodded, but still kept his eyes closed.

"Dan," Phil whispered in Dans ear, making sure PJ and Chris didn't hear, "we should probably go."
"Shh, wait for them to notice us. It'll be funny,"  Dan laughed quietly.
"This is weird Dan." He placed one finger on Phil's lips, telling him to be quiet. Phil sighed, and placed his head back next to the curve in his shoulder. Although, he looked at Dan rather than what was happening in front of him.

"What tim
Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 10Chapter 10.

"Phil!" Dan whined. "I'm hungry." He slumped down on the couch, with a small pout on his face.
"Really? I'm not," Phil smirked, taking a seat next to him. Dan shot Phil a glare, crossing his arms. "You've still got a packet of maltesers in the cupboard." Dan jumped from his seat straight away to retrieve the small packet. He placed himself back in Phil's arms and opened them up.
"Want one?" he asked, his mouth already full of about four. Phil shook his head.
"Good, because you're not getting one," Dan laughed, shoving them into his mouth one by one, savouring the flavour.
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Chris stopped, he had to be sure this was what PJ wanted. He had to get PJ to finish what they both wanted. Slowly, the taller of the two leaned in. He felt his heart beat twice as fast as normal and a nervous sweat on his forehead. It was what he wanted, and he knew it but there was something still worrying him. PJ managed to destroy every last one of these thoughts from his mind with one simple reason, he loved Chris. He smiled one more time before inching closer. Sparks flew between the two boys as their pink lips connected. Eyes closed, fingers intertwined, the moment was perfect. Too perfect. They moved their lips in sync as
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Kickthestickz: Too Late. Part One.

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“You ready?”
I turn my head to see the person who had spoke, although his voice is the most recognizable to me. It always has been. I feel a smile tugging on my lips as I scan his body. He looks amazing, as usual. The tailored suit, styled hair and smart shoes all perfect on him and I can’t help but stare.
If only he wasn’t just my best man.
Shut up.

“Yeah, just really nervous,” I lie, messing with my tie. I’ll never be ready.
“You’ll be fine,” Chris smiles reassuringly, pulling me into a hug. My heart picks up pace as I seem to lose myself in his embrace, but it doesn’t last long. It never does. A quick hug and a smile and that’s it.
If we ever see each other.
We hardly see each other anymore. With the wedding being planned and him having his own life, it’s hard to ever find the time. We’re lucky to get a phone call once a month anymore.
I just wish it was like it used to be.
“Come on,” Chris laughs, pulling away from me slightly. “Everyone’s waiting.”
I can feel my smile drop just a little as he pulls away and my body is almost certain it’s never going to get anything near that embrace again.
And I can help but feel this is what’s it’s going to be like. I marry Hazel and I loose Chris, he slips right from my fingers. I subtly shake my head, to knock away these thoughts. The thoughts that linger in the back of my mind constantly, that will never go away.
I want to marry Hazel. I love her. I tell myself again. Fill up my mind with these lies, hoping one day they might become the truth.
I want to marry Hazel. I love her.
Chris is staring at me, waiting for me to go but I don’t move. My eyes start to brim with tears that I try so hard to keep at bay and my hands shake a little.
Stop being so dramatic.

Chris’ eyes narrow as his face floods with concern, “PJ? Are you okay?”
“Yeah! Why wouldn’t I be?” My voice cracks as I speak, giving away any hope I had of lying to him. Chris smiles softly at me, hugging me quickly one more time.
“You’ll be fine once you’re married.”
Yeah. I keep telling myself that.

I want to marry Hazel. I love her.
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wow, okay.
I'm sorry about how long it's taken to upload anything.
So much school work!

This is going to be a series but I'm not sure how often I'll update it because I have this creative writing thing for school asdfasdf

So yh, sorry.

Enjoy. <3
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~KickTheCrab Nov 25, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
AW NEED MORE NOW
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~KazumiRii Nov 25, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
hopefully soon!^-^
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~KickTheCrab Nov 26, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Yay!
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~naturallynina Nov 25, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
omfg yES THIS IS AMAZING
I HOPE YOU DON'T GET TOO MUCH SCHOOL WORK BECAUSE I WANT THESE NEXT PARTS SO BAD
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~KazumiRii Nov 25, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
THANK YOU!^-^
I HOPE SO TOO!
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~MissLivYoung Nov 24, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
AHDAYIUUUAUDUASAUU BRILLIANT SO LOOKING FORWARD TO UPCOMING PARTS
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~KazumiRii Nov 24, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
THANK YOU!<3
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~NellFL Nov 23, 2012
I'm glad this is going to be a series! I was thinking no it can't end there! I hope it has a happy ending :) <3
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~KazumiRii Nov 23, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm glad that you're glad:p.
Thank you for reading!:-)
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Np :)
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