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     "What a shame," you snickered, tousling Bucky's brunette and wavy locks, "this is all going to be gone by this time tomorrow!" You cackled, earning an annoyed, but playful look from him.     Steve looked up at you from his newspaper, warmly smiling. He was in a comfortable position, laid back and deeply buried in the cotton couch in front of you, his right ankle resting on his left knee, and a coffee milk with a dollop of whipped cream swirling on the surface producing steam by his side.     "You'll be good ol' Bucky Barnes with the short hair again!" he laughed, earning the same look from Bucky.  

You stand on the bloody floor amazed at the scenery around you. There were dead bodies all around you and everything looked like a mess. You gulp down your nervousness and try to remember all the rooms since you were here before. Accidently your eyes meet with the headless body around there and your soul started to scream internally. Before you let out your scream, you quickly block it with your mouth. Thumb...Thumb... Your heart beats rapidly as you try to remain calm since it would attract attention once you scream. Slowly your footsteps move towards the stairs as you think it would be better to stay off that gory floor. There on the seco

  Like every other morning, I found myself dashing along the road to school, burnt toast in my mouth. My books flew around in my pink floral backpack, and a car honked as I ran blindly across an intersection. Since I wasn't paying attention, I didn't see the boy in front of me until it was to late.  “Ugh! Watch where you're going!” I yelled as I picked myself up off the ground.  “You're the one who bumped into me!”  “But you were just standing there!” Seething, I dusted off my skirt and looked at him.  It was Gilbert, who I knew because I briefly dated his brother two years ago. We've been friends e

You rolled over under your quilt as you listened to the rain slip down the window next to you. You slid your touchscreen phone up and down, listening to it make clicking noises as the keyboard hit the main screen. You grinned slightly to yourself as you felt Mathias shift next to you as he let out a little snore and looped his arm around you. You grinned to yourself as you thought about the other day and snuggled into the crook of his arm. The other day you were texting him in bed, as you usually do with your other friends like Elizabeta or Lili; you just couldn't keep your hands off the phone. -- You: hey, you awake bro? Mathias: i'm not

Awesome trio x reader: pranks (Y/N)= your name (F/N)= fake name (F/C)= favorite country. If your favorite country is America, Prussia, Or Denmark than choose your 2nd or 3rd favorite country ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Awesome trio p.o.v~ "Ze awesome me is bored!" Whines Prussia "I agree" says Denmark "Hm... I have an idea on how we can cure our boredom" America says with a mischievous smirk, Prussia and Denmark look and smirk evilly at each other "So what's is it?" Asked Denmark "We should prank call (Y/N)!" Exclaims America "But the Frau knows our phone numbers" Prussia states and Denmark nods with agreement "We can use the *67 and

  Arriving at her locker the next morning she looked around wanting to avoid any conflicts. She saw no one around her that would cause trouble and unlocked her locker before opening it. Unlike many girls lockers, there was no pink, no Justin Beiber posters, nothing glittery or fuzzy. No, the only think stuck to her locker was her class schedule. She figured this was a safe place to keep it to remind her of what books she would need to get when she went home. She sighed, she wasn’t normal, so she wouldn’t even try to be. She didn’t feel the need to fake happiness and make a bunch of preppy friends. She put her books in a

Cheater!2P!AmericaXReader: Hate You. (Part One) Woooooooo, first songfic!! I’ll most likely make a part two for this, since it’s all up in my brain and all~. The song is actually a K-Pop song called Hate You by 2NE1, but these are the English translations. I hope you enjoy this!! ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ “I

"________!" someone called loudly across the break room, causing you to wince at the harsh tone. What did I do this time? you wondered as you turned around to face the source of the outburst- a tall German man named Ludwig; a close friend of yours but not terribly forgiving when he noticed a mistake. "Y-yes?" you replied timidly as he stalked over to you. He noticed the intimidated look on your face and instantly seemed taken aback, rearranging his stern features into an awkwardly forced grin. "H-hallo ______, I didn't mean to startle you... erm, can I, ah, ask you something?" Pinpoints of sweat were gleaming on his brow, and you watched h

Your phone buzzed in your pocket. Fishing it out, you glanced at who sent it. Before your could see, however, the phone was snatched from your grasp. Looking up, you saw your boyfriend of several months, Luciano Vargas, looking down at you. "Oh, hey, Luciano." The phone in his hand was transported to his pocket, his arms around you a moment later, pressing you close to him. "I only want you looking at me, (Y/n)." He whispered gently. "Not some phone, not someone else, only me." You were used to his protectiveness, and simply chose to ignore his words by nodding. "Do you promise?" His words slid out, a mix of venom and concern in his wo

"Hey ______..." You glanced over your shoulder towards your Canadian friend, who was walking slightly behind you with his hands jammed tensely into his coat pockets. "Yeah, Mattie?" He swallowed nervously, and then blurted, "When faced with a cold climate there's no substitute for body heat so wanna warm me up?" You stopped walking and turned, open-mouthed, to your quiet and reserved Canadian friend. "Do I what?" Matthew was a blushing mess, rubbing the back of his head and stuttering awkwardly. "Ah, that is... wanna play with my hockey stick?" He slapped his forehead. "Ugh, that wasn't any good either! Hold on, how about... uh, c-can I slip

~Last Christmas~ *Male!Belarus X Reader* 'Drabble #4 of 'All I want for Christmas' series' (Name) watched with big,curious (e/c) eyes as Nikolai,Dmitri and Ivan decorated the forest green Christmas tree with multicoloured and varied shaped decorations,from the simplest red spheres,to the most complex one such as Santas,glittery angels,plush teddy bears with delicate patterns and so on and so forth. The quite large mansion in the heart of Russia was enveloped in a festive atmosphere as Christmas was soon to come. Mistletoe was hanged at the crystal drop lamp,the small white breakable fruits contrasting with the green of the branch itself. A

"AAARGH! I can't do it!" you wailed, closing your binder with a forceful slam. The grinning taco you had doodled on the front leered at you from the desk. "Eh~? What's the problem, chica?" your friend Antonio asked, slinking over to your desk with a wide, silly smile spread over his own face. You scowled, sticking out your lower lip and letting your breath escape in a frustrated huff. "I'm so failing this exam," you grumbled. You shoved your binder towards him, causing it to fall off the desk and land on the floor. "What're you having trouble with? I can help~" he said with a wink. You rolled your eyes, but blushed a little despite yoursel

With a push of his foot off the branch, the blonde commander surged forward in the thick forest with his companions following closely behind him, occasionally stopping to kill a Titan or two in their way. Erwin’s ear perked up when a high-pitched scream, which clearly belonged to a female, resonated throughout the vast area. He stopped his movements and whipped his head back to examine the problem. With great speed, a 7m class was currently running the direction opposite of the commander with one of the cadets hanging from its mouth, the only thing saving her being the forest-green fabric of her cloak clenched between the creature&rsq

Surprise! The mystery person is Dark! I can't help but love the guy, he needs more love in this world. Well, enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dark's P.O.V 'Apparently my feelings for Princess (Y/n) are stronger than I thought,' I think as I pace the throne room of Ganondorf's old castle, questioning my next plan. I've been watching Princess Zelda's little sister, (Y/n), for a week now. I'm positive that she's needed for the resurrection of Ganondorf as much as the blood of the Hero who defeated him. But lately I've been getting these strange...feelings...yearnings? I can't

 WARNING: SLIGHT VIOLENCE. NOT ENOUGH FOR ME TO TAG IT, BUT I THOUGHT I'D GIVE YOU A WARNING JUST IN CASE. ENJOY. "Stupid wretch!" "The witch has cursed us all!" "She's a demon! She'll tell her beast to kill us!" The remarks were nothing new. As you walked through your village carrying a large wicker basket filled to the brim with fish, people would often stop and snap these words at you. You hadn't gotten used to them, but you had learnt to block most of it out, and not let the hurt show while you were around them. You wouldn't give them the satisfaction. This had been happening every day for the past three months. Some days were worse

You wake up, stretch, and look out the window. You see a vast land of snow, and young children playing outside. Your mother walks into the room. "School has been cancelled today,____. Go and enjoy the snow!" She walks out, closing the door behind her. You groan. "At least there's no school." You murmur. You ruffle your messy hair, and sit up. "I'm not very fond of winter..." You murmur again. You slide out of bed, get your winter clothes on, and step outside. A cold breeze smacked your face as you stepped out. You shiver, watching the children run around in the snow. You were never really fond of winter. You always loathed the cold, icy weat

You were the last of your kind. The Timelords. You heard rumors about this "Doctor" throughout history. This made you feel happiness. A man in a disaprearing in a blue police box. It was perfect and sounded just like a Timelord. You scoured the internet looking for some type of evidence. You learned of this man, who was an "expert", Elton Pope. You found his videos online, about LINDA and that Absorbathon. You meeting only confirmed his existence. He was alive. The Doctor. There was another Timelord. You were leaping for joy in your TARDIS. You hair was tousled and a big goofy grin was on your face. You were screaming, "perfect" and "he's a

You got Denmark! You examined the folder that had the Danish flag on it. Slowly, a smile makes its way to your face. The country of Denmark has always captured your attention even though your best friend despises the country for some reason. "Ah~ Denmark, they were once Vikings (Name). Maybe your pen pal has a Viking relative, Hm?" Your teacher, Mr. Moe, suggests making you twitch. Seriously, he would be surprised with what you know about Denmark. You walk back to your seat in the back, right beside your Norwegian friend, Lukas. You feel him staring at you, making you sigh. Once you're in your seat, you turn to him, "Yes Lukas?" He just c

"_______! Schwester!" One minute you were there, and the next... Gone. There was a fight between the Axis powers and the Allies. It was supposed to be a small ordeal. However, when you had shoved your big brother Germany out of the way of one of England's spells, things had become far more serious. "Vhat did you do vith mein schwester, black sheep?" Germany snarled, grabbing England by the collar of his military uniform. "Vhere is she?!" "I don't know!" England panicked, "I must have misplaced a letter or mispronounced a word-" Germany growled and shoved him on the ground. "I-I'm sorry! It shouldn't have happened; it was an accident!"

     "What a shame," you snickered, tousling Bucky's brunette and wavy locks, "this is all going to be gone by this time tomorrow!" You cackled, earning an annoyed, but playful look from him.     Steve looked up at you from his newspaper, warmly smiling. He was in a comfortable position, laid back and deeply buried in the cotton couch in front of you, his right ankle resting on his left knee, and a coffee milk with a dollop of whipped cream swirling on the surface producing steam by his side.     "You'll be good ol' Bucky Barnes with the short hair again!" he laughed, earning the same look from Bucky.  

1 The summer season brought forth heat waves that scorched the paved stones and humidified the atmosphere. On the hottest of days, one would have fared no better breathing through a wet cloth than the air, itself. This day happened to be one of those days. Allistor Kirkland could not afford to waste any time lingering in the forests for too long. He had left Arthur waiting in the alley under some rags. A fever had suddenly struck his only remaining family member, and it was all he could do to manage for the both of them. Day after day, Allistor’s younger brother grew weak, and every breath drew him closer to death. Water was what he c

Stupid Spaniard Netherlands x Reader ~Drabble "Bella you look so beautiful today!"  A Spanish accented voice chimed. "Oh, Antonio, you're so sweet!"  A blond Belgian responded, snuggling closer to her tanned boyfriend. The Belgian's older brother, a tall, muscular Dutchman with olive green eyes groaned in response to the show of affection and scooted farther away from the two on the couch. "Oh, come on, Tim, don't be like that!"  His sister said, frowning. "Oh, come on, Bella, don't be like that."  He mocked, gesturing towards her and her boyfriend who was much too close to her for his likin

Men were such fickle things. Beings enslaved to their own sexualities, desperate for the touch of a woman they couldn’t have or the riches their hands couldn’t spoil. Their endless gluttonous nature is what had strengthened you and your kind for ages beyond memory. You were none other than a siren, an immortal creature of the sea that could seduce even the most hard-headed of sailors. You would draw them to you with your song, promising them a realm where only they ruled, where only their wants mattered, where only they were of importance. Your voice would fill them with the false hope that their deepest desires would become a re