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Reader x Scotland – A Song on the Wind ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Note:  Please read description please and also if you haven’t read the intro.  Also, this is my first Scotland fanfic, so if he’s OOC I’m sorry.  I kinda had a lttle trouble with him, but hopefully it’s ok.  One last thing, I noticed a few different spellings of his name but didn’t know which one was correct, so I just chose one of them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Vell (Name) vhat do you vant to do?” Ger

    April; also known as the most dangerous time on the Moby Dick and the time when hilarity and chaos ensues.    No, it wasn’t the weather, and no, fights against the brave souls who attempt to take down the White Beard Pirates weren’t any more difficult than they usually are.    One word: shenanigans.    Shenanigans, shenanigans, everywhere; no one was ever safe! What used to be April fool’s day, turned into April fools week, and then it escalated into a full thirty days of pranks. Of course, this year, you had planned months in advance to take down the self-proclaimed, “King of Pranks,” Portgas D. Ace.

"What happened to my house!?" A very angry Slenderman shouted, staring down at you and the messy twitching boy next to you. You smiled sheepishly, smearing whip cream on the floor in a large arch beneath your feet. "We had... a war..." Toby said nervously and amused, the natural shake in his voice making him sound slightly scared. You held back a laugh at the phrasing of the sentence. War was definitely the right word for it. ~~~~~~~RECAP OF EVENTS~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "(Y/n)! (Y/n)! Let's do something fun!!" The twitchy killer said, flopping down on the couch next to you. Recently, Toby seemed in a better mood than normal. He did less skulking af

Reader x Hetalia – The Miracle of the 11:11 Wish!  Intro ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PLEASE READ!  This is an Intro!!  So there will hopefully be others to follow.  Ok, I’m always staying up late and I find myself making a wish at the 11:11pm mark.  Thinking to myself I had an idea for a probably big series with a lot of the hetalia characters.  I will be doing the characters I know well first before I get to the characters I don’t know too well.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was currently 11pm and the f

https://ninaanima.deviantart.com/journal/Hetalia-Contest-396385445    "Why is she here?"    "Look at the emo."    "What a loser."    I held my head down and kept walking. It was a common occurrence. Nothing different. I tugged down my oversized sweatshirt and pulled my hood up a little bit more. I just wanted to get to my class as quick as possible. I turned into a empty hallway hoping to find a hiding place.    "Where are you going, b*tchcakes?" I bumped into someones chest. I was knocked to the ground and landed on my butt.    "What, Al?" I stared at the floor and didn't bother to look up. How could I? I was terrified of him and h

America x Reader Sand Sharks ♥ You held your floppy hat on your head with one hand as your hair danced and your sundress fluttered in the warm breeze.  The sand was soft and warm under your feet and between your toes, and the waves rolled up serenely onto the beach. You were fooling around taking a stroll down the beach, throwing your weight from side to side while you walked and still trying to place your feet in front of the other to leave neat footprints in the sand. You were waiting for tomorrow. You were so impatient, but nothing could be done about it. Tomorrow would be the day where you would have to go back to the crowded ai

You stepped through door number nine and into a roaring crowd. You assessed your surroundings and realized you were at a rock concert and by the looks of it, a very big one. You looked up on stage to find a very handsome albino on the microphone and a blonde playing a guitar next to him Every time the albino looked out into the crowd women swooned at the sheer awesomeness that he was giving them with a mere look. The blonde had the sexiest smirk on his face and continued to wail on the guitar while giving a devastatingly sexy look out to the audience. Needless to say, all the females within a two mile radius could not get enough of these

You and your friend, (f/n), was visiting Greece for the weekend. "(F/n)! This country is so beautiful and amazing!" you told (f/n) as you looked around at the sights and scenary. "Yea, yea whatever. I just wanna see the men here." says your friend and you just roll your eyes at her / him.   While you were snapping some pictures of the ruins, your friend wandered off on her / his own, leaving you to be by yourself. Once you realized (f/n) wan not by your side, you got a little worried and started to look for her / him.   Eventually, you got lost. "Stupid (f/n). Leaving me alone in an unfamiliar country." you mutter to yourself as you walk

Reader x Mafia!Romano – A Change for the Better PLEASE READ!!! I know the mafia is not a very good subject for a lot of people, so I warn you now that this might not be the nicest story I have ever written.  I don’t know what really goes on and can only speculate and read about it, so please don’t hate me for anything in this story.  Also there will be cursing, as it is Romano. Warnings:  Language, some things are suggested, and a bit of fighting. --------------------------------------------- “Vell (Name)?  Vhat do you vant to do?” “Umm I -” “She isn’t going with-a anyone except-a me

Russia X Reader Stroke my Hair A tall man lay in his bed. His body covered by tan pyjamas. His platinum blond hair neatly brushed and his violet eyes staring at the ceiling. His eyes felt tired and heavy yet he couldn’t sleep. He heard the door creak and he turned to see a woman with neatly brushed (hair/length) (hair/color) enter the room. Her silver night gown shone in the moonlight and her (eye/color) filled with worry. “Ivan what’s wrong” she asked “Don’t worry (Name), I'm just having trouble sleeping” Ivan replied (Name) walked over to the bed. “May I join you” she asked “

Reader x Scotland – A Song on the Wind ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Note:  Please read description please and also if you haven’t read the intro.  Also, this is my first Scotland fanfic, so if he’s OOC I’m sorry.  I kinda had a lttle trouble with him, but hopefully it’s ok.  One last thing, I noticed a few different spellings of his name but didn’t know which one was correct, so I just chose one of them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Vell (Name) vhat do you vant to do?” Ger

It was during a summer night in the mansion of none other than Vash Zwingli... ...I had only one goal; a life threatening one at that. -- Hidden within the blanket of the night, a figure crept slowly through the long, seemingly endless hallway. Rolling under the window that moonlight shone through, her identity remained unknown. Continuing on, she reached the old, worn out door she was looking for, and carefully cracked it open and squeezed her way through to the stairwell. Cautiously she made her way down the wooden stairs and approached the room her mission revolved around. She crept in, then dropped down the ground. Here goes nothi-

You were cornered; faced with the thing you despised more than anything. Trapped! There was nothing you could do! Should you give in to the inevitable, and succumb to your fate? Flee in cowardice? Or perhaps, fight a battle with an uncertain outcome? No. The outcome was certain. You were doomed. Doomed! You shivered in terror, "what did I do to deserve this?" You wailed. _________________________ You had awoken that morning with a craving. For what? Cake, of course! You strolled drown the labyrinth-like halls and hummed a happy tune; you knew this castle so well, you could navigate it without your glasses on. In fact, that was what you were

          You groaned miserably as you curled into a ball. The covers encasing your body were warm but not warm enough to appease the pulsing pain in your lower torso. You hated your period with a passion it just hurt way too much, especially the first day. The medicine your doctor had given you didn’t work one lick which left you a moaning, groaning lump of pain. Thankfully, for both you and him, Thor was out on a mission and he wouldn’t have to experience your pms rage.        It took all your willpower to get up from your bed, but the promise of chocolate really helped speed things along.  You lazily shuffled to the bathroom

              “You’re the last one (Name),” Akoji says, “And looks likes that Killer guy is your partner.”              You nod to Akoji, stand up and walk over to Sanji and Killer. Killer is holding your statue and Sanji smiles as he tosses the bag aside.              “You two have fun now,” Sanji says.              You smile at Killer as you take his hand and walk into the closet.              In the closet you lean against the back wall and slowly slide down to the floor. Killer sits down next to you and holds out your statue,              “Do you want it back?”