Sebastian x Child Reader: Her Butler, Valentine
Sebastian x Child Reader
Her Butler, Valentine
It was February 14th and as the sun rose on this very special day, the snow from the night before sparkled as if it had been touched by magic. It was Valentine’s Day once again, and all of London seemed to embrace it with welcome arms. Every shop and café had decorations of hearts and red and pink banners, and there were more flower bouquets than could ever be sold- in spite of the cold weather. And though it was still quite early in the morning, lovers walked through the cobbled streets hand in hand with nothing but smiles. All in all, it was the perfect scene to symbolize the romantic holiday. . . Though in the center of the great city, there was one stately town house near the center of London’s elite class, where there was not a single decoration to be had.
It was the second abode of the Earl of Phantomhive- and current
Hetalia x reader April fool's day!
You heard the sound of a letter being dropped and a package drop from your letter box. You signed and walked over to where your front door was. You picked up the letter and opened it to receive a 'black mail' letter.
'Dear, Miss (Name) (Last Name).
We would like to inform you on your warning that you must come to the park at 10' o clock sharp wearing only this outfit.'
You read out. You opened the package only to face a small prostitute Mickey mouse outfit. You had big mouse ears, a tight short skirt that was suppose to look like like his red shorts of course, a black tank top and of course stockings that will show the strapping with high heels.
You gormed at the outfit and threw it in the trash.
"Theirs no way I'm walking to the park looking like a fricken hooker!" you said annoyed, when you suddenly saw the letter continued.
'However..If you refuse to wear this outfit and not show up at the park. We have your photo
2P!America x Child!Reader x 2P!Canada
How To Look Beautiful~.
"[Y/N]!", your bedroom door was slammed open, revealing both Allen and Matthieu, "We need your help!", both of them said at the same time.
"Ever heard of knocking?" you asked as you glared at them.
"But it's important!", Allen said as he step into your room.
"Important or not, you're supposed to knock!", you growled.
"O-Okay.", Allen walked out of the room, closing the door from behind and then knocked.
You smiled brightly and hugged your mochi plushie tightly, "Come in~"
Allen opened the door, gently then walked in with Matthieu.
"Now, what is this something important?", you questioned.
"This idiot,", Matthieu pointed at Allen, "made a bet to some stupids that whoever lose the game will have to look beautiful and dress like a lady."
"We lost and we need your help to look beautiful since you're the only girl here.", Allen said, feeling slightly embarrassed.
You giggled, "Well! You came to the right person!"
Checkmate|| Yandere!Levi x Reader || AU
Chess was something you were mediocre at.
It was like how every person had that one friend who was great at something, but wasn’t great enough to accomplish anything with it.
Some could say it was talent; others could say it was a logical procedure for them.
You shared that sentiment, but only when it came to chess.
You had to admit, you had beaten him countless times. But the way his lips would only curve downwards into another scowl, the way his hand would clench themselves into a fist, like he was squeezing the life out of the loss he had gained, it was the root of your inability to take any satisfaction from your victory.
The first day, he had challenged you to chess, not knowing of your previous experience with the black and white pieces.
When you beat him, he had said nothing, instead mumbling for you to leave his office.
And that day was the reason your relationship took flight.
A white dove flying with the black crow.
Tadashi Hamada x Reader: Guardian Angel
You were sitting on the stairwell, drowning out all the talk that was going on downstairs. Your hair was damp and so was your dress…and the rest of you. Your eyes, your cheeks…they stung too. It all happened so quickly…you didn’t have a chance to react to what was happening. The memory can’t be replaced by another one. They told you to be strong but you couldn’t. To you…the world had turn cold with the thought placed in your soul that you couldn’t. You tried to dig deep inside yourself to get yourself to be the strong one but you just…can’t.
He was there when you fell, both literally and figuratively. And he always stood with you…and there for you, through all your troubles. He even told you that he would risk his life for you. He would hold you when you cried, saying that it’s okay.
The emotions started hitting you like crashing waves on a stormy shore, as more memories came to you.
Deleted (Armin x Reader) AU
My eyes lit up as the young blonde came into view. Armin’s smile made my heart flutter but something else caught my attention. There, on his childish face, sat a big red splotch that I knew would bruise.
“Hey (Y/N).” Armin greeted me in his quiet tone.
If I had a voice I would give him a hello. Knowing I was unable to speak, he simply sighed as he stared at me. The frown remained on my face as I kept my gaze on the mark that graced his cheek.
“So do you want to see the story I wrote today?”
I glared at the thirteen year old but didn’t dwell on the matter. He would tell me eventually; he tells me everything. He could come here and just go on for hours. I suppose he felt safe around me since there was no way I could actually repeat the things he said to me.
The young boy dug through his school bag before producing a crumpled paper. The pathetic piece of notebook paper looked as if it had been thrown into a lake and then fished out. Armin looked down at
Halloween (2P!F.A.C.E. x Child!Reader)______________ didn’t mind Halloween, she really didn’t, in fact she loved wearing a costume, going out to get candy, and just being a kid but she was also miserable this time of year. She was afraid of her own shadow actually and her family didn’t make it any easier. There were jump scares throughout the house, realistic skeletons everywhere, even creepy looking foods she was too afraid to try. Her mother thought it was hilarious seeing her daughter breakdown in tears from seeing some of the things she and her Uncle had rigged up. It got to the point that ___________ just stayed in her room or hung out at the Kirkland House. She was always welcomed there and Matt was always there to play with her, but so was Mr. Bonnefoy. She never really had much interaction with him and he was always in the corner smoking and drinking. He sometimes let her in and wave her away if she asked for something, it was his own personal way of saying “Go ahead just don’t fuck up
Clint x Reader |Surprises|
Clint Barton was full of a lot of things, you realized as you sat up in bed. You stretched with a soft yawn, looking around the bedroom. He could be so romantic, at times, when he wasn’t being cold and distant. Not only that, but he could be gentle despite being one of the strongest assassins SHIELD had to offer. He was caring, and honest, and in all honesty- He was hot.
But little did you know he could be full of all that crap, and still have surprises to offer.
You blinked, feeling like everything in your shared room was brighter. Happier, even. You’d say you didn’t know why, but trust me, you definitely did. A grin crossed your lips as you felt your excitement grow.
Today was officially your 25th friggin’ birthday.
You leaned over to Clint, who’d fallen asleep with his back turned to you. You hardly care, though, pressing soft lips to his shoulder, then to his neck, and ear.
“It’s time to get up, sleepyhead.” You murmured to him, and y
Cafetalia X Reader - 2P!CanadaContains foul language and lime content. Reader discretion advised.
Matt was just standing there, slouching against the wall to your right, with the sunlight hitting his black sunglasses in just the right angle. He hadn’t even come to your table, like he should be. He was just chilling by the front door and shooting you dirty looks.
The one person who had the name tag with the usual three letter name that seemed to feel a bit pretentious and simplistic all at the same time.
You’ve been frequenting your neighborhood Timmy’s for a month now and Matt Williams still wouldn’t treat you like a human being, but of course, you didn’t know why.
Vacationing in Canada for the winter was what you had wanted to spend break on because you had wished to experience the vast land in its time of the winter solstice, and Christmas ha
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