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She's Not My Girlfriend(LevixReader)“Hey hotstuff.” A cadet sat beside you , his flirtatious gaze looking at you. You felt uncomfortable but you shrugged it off. You just keep silent and eat your so called ‘meal’.
“Aw babe stop avoiding me.” As soon as he said it, a tick mark appeared on your forehead. You tried not to punch his guts. You just sighed and replied “Stop your freaking nonsense.”
He laughed, the annoying tone disgusting you. You’re trying not to hurt him and he’s tempting you to do it. You looked at him as you tried to slap him but he caught your (s/c) hands. Your face frowned as a ‘tch’ escaped your mouth. After a few seconds, you succeeded to freed your hands from his grip.
“Why not love me babe? You know I can make you happy.” He slid his hands around your waist as he grins at you. He angered you and he already reached your temper. His freaking smile is making you worse. “Would you stop?!” You screamed at
Fangirls (Link x Reader)
“We’re here, _____!”
As you heard your mom mumble a few words while trying to find a place to park the car, you glanced out the window and instantly stared at the expensive building in your view. Extremely large posters that displayed numerous pictures of the Zelda panel hung off the sides of the roof as many people entered the place.
Today wasn’t really considered a “regular” day for you; it was actually quite an exciting one. Much to your surprise, a large convention nearby was getting wildly popular because they managed to get the Zelda panel to be their main event for one of the days. The team was busy all the time because they were traveling from one place to another, their schedule full almost always. Reason being, the panel was actually Link, Ganondorf, and Princess Zelda from Hyrule Warriors, with the exception of a special appearance by Toon Link from The Wind Waker. It was ultimately the most-requested at
Levi x Reader ~Boxers~“Alright, let's try to have a nice, clean, game of truth or dare this time guys” Armin speaks out between us.
You look at Jean and he gives you a smirk in return.
“Oh I've got something, nice and clean (y/n) would like to get her hands on” Jean speaks out, not leaving your sight.
You stare at him with no emotion. “The fuck, JEAN?!” you finally yell out.
“OH trust me (y/n), this game is going to be UNFORGETTABLE, cause I've got something perfect in store for you”
You freeze in shock for a second. Shit... Jean is known for making up dares that usually end in me getting stuck with horrible chores, you thought to yourself.
Mikasa walks into the room, and sets herself down next to Eren.
“Let's just get this over with, who's first” She finally speaks, a bored expression upon her face.
She didn't want to play this game almost as much as you didn't want to play it, but since you're so
RQ: Rivaille x Reader: Seduce me in French"Corporal knows French?"
You stared at Connie incredulously, you jaw slightly agape.
Connie, satisfied with your response, leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. A shit-eating grin spread across his face, and he responded with a haughty tone: "Eyup. I heard him the other day, he was cursing in french at something that had gotten on his boot."
Beside you, Reiner chuckled, the sound deep and low and reverberating up your spine. "Yeah right, Connie, you little weasel. How do we know you aren't lying?"
Connie sat forward, his face enraged. "I'm not lying!" he exclaimed. "It's true!!"
Jean looked less than convinced. "Really, Connie? I don't beleive you."
"Well..." A small voice interjected. Your gaze turned towards Armin, who's brow was scrunched in thought. "It does make sense. I'm pretty sure Corporal has french heritage."
Eren nodded. "Isn't Rivaille a french name?"
Jean glared at the brunette. "Nobody asked you, Jeager." He muttered under his breath.
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug?
You woke with a start. Your breathing was heavy, eyes wide open in fear. You grabbed a pillow and stuffed your face into it, screaming and crying. To make things worse a thunderstorm just happened to be passing by. Why did this have to happen now? Just after world meeting. God, why must my brain make up such horrible things to dream about?
You were currently staying at a hotel with a lot of the other nations. Why? Because you had stopped at this place for a little stretch after the meeting. But things turned from good to bad when it started raining and to even worse when there was flash flooding. You had no other choice then to stay, along with other nations that wanted a rest too.
You started to calm down and soon the memory of your nightmare faded away. Although you knew this wouldn't be the end of it. Usually when you tried to fall back asleep after having a nightmare a even more terrifying one would take its place.
But there was a way to cure it. Too bad your younger sister wasn't
Hetalia X Abused!Child!ReaderEDIT AGAIN: GUESS WHO'S BACK BITCHES?!
WARNING! This is swearing in this! But we have Romano is this chapter, so whaddya expect? No likey? Don't read!
‘GET OUT! GET OUT YOU DISGUISTING GIRL! YOU LAZY, USELESS, UGLY PATHETIC CHILD!’
You felt your shoulder come into contact with the cold cerement of the pavement, and a white-hot pain shot through. You had no time to just lie there and cry though, as moments later, an empty beer bottle smashed against the floor, where your head had been no more than two seconds ago.
‘GO! NEVER DARKEN OUR DOORSTEP AGAIN! YOU MURDERED! IF IT WASN’T FOR YOU, YOUR MOTHER WOULD STILL BE ALIVE!’
You small bare feet picking up speed, you began to run from your house, your fathers screams of abuse growing quieter as you got further from the house.
You continued to walk, clothed in nothing more than a small dress that was covered in holes and rips, and was very thin on your skeleton-like body. Your bare feet got cold
Hetalia x Young Country Reader
(Country name) was currently running for her young life. Everywhere she looked was disaster. Her beautiful country was falling apart; almost everything was lying in ruins. Being such a young country, she didn’t know what to do. The last of her soldiers were desperately trying to fight off the numerous enemy troops that invaded her home land.
Her boss had cowardly fled the dying country, leaving her and her people venerable for the current overthrow and destruction. She knew she had to think of something fast to save her people.
Why did this happen? What had she done wrong? She truly thought they cared for her.
(C/N) was on her way to the World Meeting looking forward to see her friends again. What she didn’t know was that the Axis and Allies were planning on taking the young country for themselves. All the other countries knew this so they didn’t show up for this meeting, not wanting to get involved.
You entered the meeting room with your usual friend
RQ: Jealous!Rivaille x Reader: The Boys"Oi! Reiner! Stop it!"
Said blonde was currently drumming his fingers on your opposite shoulder, a grin plastered to his face.
"Oh? And why should I do that?" he asked in a purr. You giggled, covering your mouth and trying to send a glare his way. "Am I making you...uncomfortable?" He whispered in your ear. You swatted him away, laughing.
You looked away, and found yourself staring at Jean, who was seated cross the table from you, gazing at the two of you. He looked bored.
"Jean!" You said loudly, cuasing the boy to flinch. "That's a nice shirt, did you get it from the market?"
Jean blushed and directed his gaze away. "Nah, my mom made it."
You laughed, only causing Jean to blush further. "That's cute."
"And lame." Eren added from farther down the table.
Jean sprang to his feet. "What was that, Jeager?!"
Eren stood as well, his fists balled. "You heard me, Kirschstein!"
You frowned sadly as the two began to bicker. Eren noticed, and immediately directed his attention
Hiro Hamada x Reader: Rain
Its been raining hard for days in the large city of San Fransokyo, on and off. It was unpredictable. So unpredictable, you left your house without your rain gear and an umbrella because it wasn't raining when you woke up or when you got ready for the day, not even when you leaved the house. It just had to start pouring again when you were half way to your school. You were soaked in a matter of seconds, your clothes clinging to your skin like it were a second skin. Your hair made a thick veil go in front of your eyes, making you look down to the ground to be able to somewhat see where you were going.
It didn't take long for you to get cold thanks to your soaked clothes and the continuing rain. So cold you were shuffling, almost unable to move since the weight of your clothes nearly tripled. You could turn back and be late or you could keep going...and still be late but not as late.
You turned around slowly, since your movement was limited, and lifted up your hair t