A Storm is Coming- Merman!England/Reader- Part 4______ didn't know what compelled her to wake up so early (although she often watched the sun rise), so began to slide sleepily into a comfy shirt and jeans. She remembered that she and Arthur had planned a trip down to the cove, pleading internally that the weather would be good despite the crisp chill of the morning. Usually Arthur would have been awake at such times, so she padded into the halls of her parent's home, made a mug of tea and approached the door to the spare room. She was touched by what she saw.
Her lover was almost always as restless as the sea he'd came from, but for once he was peaceful.
Arthur was curled up on his bed with his unclothed back to the door. He was snoring softly, the faded patchwork blankets slipping tantalizingly from where they were bunched about his shoulders. What took her aback the most though was the mountains of books that her lover had acquired from the library and her own collection, some of them open and most of them littered across the bed
Hetalia: S. Italy vs. CleverbotUser: Ciao. I am Italy Romano. Who the fuck are you?
User: No, what idiota?
Cleverbot: It states that a human cannot tell if he is actually human, or a brain within a vat that receives programmed stimuli.
User: What the hell? Who the fuck told you, that you could be a wise ass, eh?
Cleverbot: I saw the sky, and I learned that the color it was called was blue.
User: CHE PALLE!!! NO SHIT!!!!
Cleverbot: You have no plan what I am talking about.
Cleverbot: Is it hurting?
User: NOT YET BASTARDO! Did the potato bastard put you up to this? I bet he did!!!!
Cleverbot: I actually have never been to a Buddhist monastery, but was rather using the word 'zen' in the colloquial sense.
User: *hits head to keyboard* now it hurts...........
Cleverbot: *puts you back together*.
User: GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF OF ME, CAGNA!!!!
Cleverbot: You are mistaken, madame.
User: THE FUCK?!?!! I AIN'T NO RAGAZZA, STUPIDO!!!
Cleverbot: You are gramatically incorrect. You sai
Lovebirds - Prussia x Reader - Chapter 1
[A/N: Read the prologue first.]
You were excited; today was, after all, the annual Choosing ceremony. You were [Name], a 16-year-old [h/c]-haired [e/c]-eyed beauty from the Region of Geroka. They said Geroka was near where [your home state] had been, hundreds of years ago. It was a fertile land, used for agriculture, but not without its more-than-fair share of advanced technology. However, there had been a severe drought recently, so food and water were being rationed. You hoped it would end soon, but it didn't look likely.
You were a bit nervous about your Choosing - you just hoped that later in life, once you had Bonded with your bird after two years, your soulmate would be a nice guy (or girl). You had no way of knowing for sure. You daydreamed about your ideal lover as you picked at your breakfast.
"[Name]!" your mother scolded. "You'r
Germany x Reader - Just Animals | Part 14
You placed Juwel down on the mound of fur and morphed back to your human form. Luckily, the two of you had managed to make it back to the den but Ludwig was not as fortunate. During your run back, you had hoped that he would have eluded the bear once you and Juwel had fled to a safe distance but he didn't.
As you examined your pup's wounded arm, you could only hope that Ludwig would eventually return. But at that moment in time, you could only focus on Juwel, you had to – her health was more important. Her survival was imperative.
“It doesn't look too bad,” you said as you slightly turned Juwel's bloodied arm. “It's already starting to heal but I'll put some poultice on it just to be safe.”
As you began to prepare a moist mass of herbs, Juwel failed to hold back a sniffle. She wiped the mucus flowing from her nose with her good arm and let out a pained sob.
“Oh, mama,” she cried. “I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! Now papa is... N-Now papa
Horoscope Proposals | Taurus [America x Reader]
not gonna lie. I laughed a lot while writing this.
Has it been three years already?
Deep in the woods beside a clear lake, you sat with your boyfriend, America. It was just another one of your dates, nothing new, nothing special. But you always wanted America to start something. You were insecure. You glanced at him. He was facing the lake in front of the both of you. You blushed and looked back at the lake as well.
'Kiss me already...' you said to yourself.
The reason why you dated this man is that he didn't need you to talk a lot, he just needs you to be yourself. Besides that, he seems to know what you're thinking in that head of yours. America glanced you and you looked back at him. He brought his face towards yours and you did the same. You could feel his hot breath against your face.
"Marry me." America said quie
Vampire! America x reader Mates 1A modern day vamp. I can do the same as many humans can; eat normal food, walk in daylight, eat garlic, go to church even though I'm not really religious, and walk across running water. Many of the myths that I have heard of is such crap, I laugh hysterically when I see or listen in on a heated twilight conversation. I do not sparkle like some pixie. For drinking blood, I drink blood of criminals and molesters. To me I believe myself to be a hero, since I'm killing off the villains of the world. I have never left America, my home country, that is why I call myself America; because I'm as old as the country itself. I just feel lonely from time to time. When I walk around, I see pretty girls walk on by... Some are very cute, the others seem to be walking with other guys or girls. I haven't seen one I would like to, well, you know, marry, or as the supernatural world calls it: mating. I want to find a mate. Unfortunately, there aren't many girls I would consider as my mate. Walking right
Can't live without you (Germany x Reader) part 2Growing up in the house of Ludwig Beilschmidt, (though he was more commonly known as Germany) you grew up proper, tidy, and thoughtful.
At least, that was when his superiors were around. When it was just the two of you, you were a complete dork and enjoyed passing the time with driving him crazy, and exercising.
At the moment, you were lounged on his couch, in quite a strange position. Your back was laying where the back of the legs and rear end would usually be positioned, with your head lolled off the side, your (h/c) hair acting like a waterfall until it reached the floor. One of your legs was leaned up against the back of the couch, and the other was on the arm.
This, in your opinion, was the correct way to sit on the couch.
A sharp knock at the door gained a glance from you, before it was opened up to reveal none other than one of your favorite Italians, Feliciano. He shouted his hello to the house and walked over to where you were sitting, an amused smile on his face.
Assassin!Germany x Reader - Abducted | Part 4
“Come again?” you asked as you held your dress tight against your body.
You prayed that you had heard him wrong but in reality, you were only trying to fool yourself.
Ludwig crossed his burly arms and harshly stared at you. He angled his fair-coloured eyebrows in an angry fashion and pursed his lips in a thin line. One of his fingers tapped on his bicep as his ice-like eyes glowed with a fierce light.
“I said I'm vatching you change,” he repeated in a bored tone.
You shook your head furiously and took a step away from the frightening assassin.
“W-Why?!” you sputtered.
Ludwig narrowed his eyes. “Zhis vay I can see if you really aren't hiding any veapons,” he said. “You can never be too careful.”
Your hands trembled in disbelief as you stood, completely dumbfounded by what he was suggesting. The only time you could remember being naked in front of someone else was when the maids would wash your hair in the bath, but even