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"And ___________ ___________ scores!" the announcer on the TV shouted.
Meanwhile in their home two teenage girls squealed, "Go ___________!" Lovina shouted.
Meanwhile Antonia had little anime hearts in her eyes, "Oh he is so hot~…"
"I know," said Lovina sighing girlishly.
"I wish one day we could meet…"
Lovina nodded, "I'm so his type."
You know that silence you have just before a storm is about to start…well that's what the silence was like for two seconds before Antonia spoke.
"No Lovi~…I'm his type…"
"Haha Toni," Lovina gave a dry sarcastic laugh, "I am…"
Thus ensued a cat fight.
"No I am!"
"Who would like you, you tomato bitch!"
"Pasta loving idiota!"
"Your butt is flat!"
"Your breath smells like garlic!"
"You Spanish idiot!"
Everything froze though when Antonia accidently pulled Lovina's curl…
"I'm so sorry Lovi!"
Lovina turned to her best friend, "YOU IDIOT!" With that the angry Italian woman ran to her room.
Antonia tried to run after her fr
"And ____________ takes first place again!" the announcer shouted. "Now __________ only has place in the top ten in order to win the grand prize. And we will see you in three days at the Rider's Championship!"
The famous MotoGP rider ___________ pulled off his helmet.
"We were great today ___________," __________'s friend said.
"Thanks," he smiled and got off his bike.
"Gomen sir, gomen!"
A loud voice shouted at the petite woman making her way over to _________. "Hey, miss you're not allowed over there!"
____________ cocked his head as he watched the beautiful woman run over to him. Giving him a reserved bow she said, "I-I just wanted to say congratulations on winning. I'm a big fan."
"Why thank you," said __________. When the girl straightened __________ gulped. She had short black hair and brown eyes. He Japanese ancestry was very obvious and the way she carried herself was proper and dignified. "So, what's your name?"
"Oh gomen, my name is Sakura Honda," she gave another
AmericaxPregnant!Reader: Steve .4
"No!" you shouted at your childish husband, "we are not naming our child Clark Kent Jones."
Alfred pouted, "Come on _________. How about Peter Parker Jones?"
You put down the baby name book and stared at your husband, "No."
You rolled your eyes, "Alfred "
Your husband walked behind you and stared to rub your shoulders, "How about Steve?"
"Hmm," you thought for a moment, "I like it."
His smiled widely, "Yes!"
Raising an eyebrow you asked, "What's so special about the name St .oh man." Now he wanted to name your child after Captain American (figures huh?). "Alfred, why do we have to name our child after a superhero? They're gonna get teased."
"No they're not, nobody teases a hero!"
"Spiderman Superman "
Alfred took your book from you, "Not the point."
"We are not naming our child after a comic book superhero." Reaching up you snatched your book back, "I swear sometimes I feel like I'm married to a child."
After a few minutes there was a strange
Nyo!RussiaxMale!Tsundere!Reader: Stubborn Pride“Become one with me, ____________,” Anya crooned to you.
“No!” you shouted at her. Not in the least worried that you might hurt the feelings of the pretty Russian female. “Stop it, Anya. I don’t want to be ‘one’ with you!”
The expression on Anya’s face didn’t change, “But all must become one with mother Russia eventually. You’ll be first in line, da?”
That’s what made you mad. Not that she wanted to be with you, but that you were just the first in a long line of countries she would claim. You wanted to be her only one, not that you’d ever admit that to her. You being your tsundere self that you were. “Go away, Anya.”
“I said ‘GO AWAY’,” you snapped at her. You never ordered her to leave you, mostly because you didn’t ever want her to leave. At your command she left. Leaving your heart with an empty achy feeling.
It was always yo
You opened your mouth to scream for help; however you choked on the salt water that filled into your mouth. Salty tears from your eyes joined the ocean. Falling into unconsciousness you felt warm arms around your waist.
She was beautiful, (h/l) (h/c) hair and beautiful (e/c) eyes. The moment I saw her I wanted her to be mine. No, I needed her to be mine, and I would do anything to make that happen. I ran my fingers through her (h/c) locks as she spat up water.
I had saved this strange human girl from drowning; right now the two of us were on a rock in the middle of the ocean. However it was only a matter of time before the water rose and washed her away.
I made up my mind; I would become human for this girl. She needed a hero and I'm going to be her hero, no matter what I would find a way for us to be together. "Don't worry," I whispered to her, "I'll be back for you."
And with that I dove into the water to find a sea witch.
Your eyes cracked open to see a smilin
Neko!AmericaxNeko!Reader: Cats can be Heros too
They're big, I'm little
They go, I twiddle
Why can't little guys do big things too?
-VeggieTales: Dave and the Giant Pickle
Americat watched his master leave the house. "I'll be back soon, dude. Keep the house safe while I'm gone."Americat meowed and settled into his breakfast. A big juicy hamburger. After he ate he decided to go outside.
Climbing out the cat door he found a pretty girl cat with (f/c) fur and large (e/c) eyes. He gulped. She was a 'doll' as his master would say.
"Go away Spot," she said to a huge male cat that was stalking her.
"Aw come on ____________," said Spot in a not-so-nice tone.
The ______________ hissed at the male and snapped at him, "Back off creep."
The tom laughed and pounced at her. Americat could only watch several seconds before he decided to be the 'hero'. "Leave her alone."
"Go away," said Spot, "this is between her and me."
"She told you to go away."
_______________ hid behind Americat hissing at Spot.
Spot grinned at her, "She's mine. Our master wan
Alfred couldn't take it much longer. He loved you will all his heart. So what if you were a witch? But he was scared, so he told the villagers what you were and lost you.
Now he was searching, searching, and searching for you. Everywhere he went he asked for you, by name and by appearance. He loved you so much he searched for a year, in the winter a snow, before he found a cottage owned by a brother and sister.
"Arthur, I need to go to market to get more apples," came your voice from inside the cottage. Alfred's eyes went wide. It was your voice, how he missed it. He was almost in a state of shock as he watched you exit the cottage.
He dismounted from his horse named Hero and ran over to you. "___________."
Your eyes went wide with shock and alarm. "A-Alfred."
He froze your eyes were full of tears and you had a look of panic on your face. "_________ I only want to-."
"Please go away," you said tears falling down your cheeks. "My clan and I had to move, I don
You smiled down from heaven at the cute little white haired boy. You were his guardian angel. The boy, Gilbert, tripped and then got back up laughing about how 'awesome' he was. He looked so lonely. None of the other countries would play with him; it was because of his big personality. Or as he said because he was too 'awesome' for them to handle.
"Hello," you said dropping from the cloud and landing delicately on the ground. Gilbert stared at you in awe.
She was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. (e/c) eyes and (h/c) hair, she wore only a loose white dress.
"Who are you?" I asked approaching her slowly.
She gave a giggle. Music. "I'm ____________."
I didn't mean to say it, but it slipped out. "Are you an angel?"
She seemed taken aback, "Why, yes I am, Gilbert."
"How do you know my name?"
She let out a little giggle, "I'm your guardian angel of course." I gulped.
"Well if you are my guardian angel, then you should tell me I am awesome!"
"Very well," she said walking over
AmericaxReader: The Set Up
"Hey _________, check out that totes hot guy over there," said (friend name). The two of you were currently sitting in a nice cozy café drinking hot chocolate, eating doughnuts, and discussing recent events.
You looked over your shoulder to take a gander.
"Don't make yourself so obvious," (friend name) hissed.
"Geese, sorry," you said holding up both your hands in a mock surrender. "I'll try to be less obvious." You cleared your throat and looked over your shoulder, "Yo, hot buy in the sweater vest!"
Your friend's face turned red like a (one of Spain's) tomatoes. "_-__________," she said in horror.
The blonde gentleman stared at you and pointed to himself as a silent question. "Yes, you," you said a little peeved, "get over here."
"What seems to be the problem," he asked walking over to you. He had a strange accent.
"Well, my friend here thinks you're ho-." (friend name) clamped her hand over your mouth.
On the inside you were laughing at how red her face was, but on the outside y
Fem!Germany x Male!Reader - Such a Gentleman
Making your way from your car, you were late for your job at a large buisness. You had to wear something formal, and everything. Even though you settled for casual-formal, a suit without a coat.
You slid your bag over your shoulder and made your way up the stairs to the buisness tower, the clicking of a young woman's heels behind you.
You looked over your shoulder to see how much father back she was from you. She was pretty close.
You pulled the door open for her. And when she passed you, you gave her a smile. She was very pretty.
With your heart in your throat, you followed her inside and closed the door behind you. You said your hello's to the woman at the receptionists' desk before you pressed the button on the elevator.
That woman...she was stunning. She had bright blue eyes and short blonde hair. She looked like a co-worker of yours, maybe they were related.
You turned your head to peek at her speaking to the receptionist. She had flawless skin and a beautiful smile!
Male!ReaderXNyo!America “This kinda blows,” Emily groans while mashing various buttons. They light up, following her finger trail. You watch with a slight frown and then glance down at your watch.
“Looks like we’ll be late,”
Emily groans louder and mashes the down button repeatedly. “This is so stupid! Who wants to be locked inside of an elevator anyways?”
You shrug, not sure of exactly who would want to be locked inside of an elevator.
“Maybe you should press the emergency button.” You suggest.
Emily laughs a little and does so, jamming it particularly angrily. “What time is it now?”
“It is 9:32,”
“Oh man, we’re gonna miss it,” Emily frantically pushes the emergency button again. “This is all my fault!”
“It’s not your fault.” You assure her, unsure of why she’s blaming this event on herself.
She pushes herself against the cool, metal wall, false
Into the Water .:2P!Fem!America x Male!Reader:.Cool air dragged the scent of the salt water as you lit up a spliff. You were sitting near the ocean, just relaxing. Well, more like contemplating woe. You enjoyed the isolation at this time of day, seeing how not many people were around the area, yet.
College was stressing you out for some reason. Well, it wasn’t actually that; it was her. The girl who enjoys messing with your head and it was frustrating. You weren’t the one into those little games, but yet you were persistent. Why? Nobody really knows, honestly.
“You know that’s not a healthy habit.” You turned your head to see her. Her of all people needed to come here to bug you? Shrugging, you took another drag on the spliff, before replying. Just to piss her off, or at least to pretend it pissed her off. Considering, you knew she was just kidding around right now.
“Oh, be quiet. I didn’t come here just to be followed and nagged.” The redheaded girl sat next to you and held out her h
You Can Have Me :.Fem!2P!Canada x Male!Reader.:"[Name], can you help me?" You turned to see your friend, Kiwi, who was yelling at her closet for not having anything appealing. You see, she was currently getting ready for a date or something like that. You weren't really sure, since you kind of stopped listening to her babble on once she mentioned Arthur or Al or was it Matt? Shrugging to yourself, you walked over to the loud girl.
She pouted and crossed her arms after she threw a little pink dress on the pastel yellow carpet. "Kiwi, you are aware that almost every single thing you own is cute?" She glanced over at you with a slight blush on her pale face. "Shut up, don't lie I mean, yeah I know that's true and all, but I have to look " You cut her off by saying, "You'll look fine, no matter what."
Still being the whiny child she could be at times, she fell back into the large pile of clothes and screamed. "I DON'T WANNA GO. I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO WEAR. NOTHING! DO YOU HEAR ME?" Mentally face-palming at he
Seven Minutes In Heaven~ Hetalia X Male!Reader
You could see the occasional firework going off beyond your window from where you stood staring at yourself in the mirror, trying to figure out what you were going to wear to your friend's New Year party. Colorful explosions of light splattered the night sky in dancing waves of reds, blues, and numerous other colors before blinking out again into clouds of smoke; you had always loved all the bright lights and fireworks on New Year's. You glanced at your closet again, riffling through it before pulling out a few things and throwing them onto your bed "This should do it…" you mumble, trying your chosen outfit on.
Adjusting your shirt you looked at what you had decided on, running a brush through your (h/l) (h/c) hair as you put it in its usual style. You were wearing a black dress shirt with a red tie, dark grey pants, and dark red converse. What could you say? You wanted to be casual, but you just preferred to be a bit classier at a party. No skinny jeans or tight clothing for yo
Fem!EnglandxMale!Reader: The difficult test
You were going to the university for today's exam. Your steps followed the path repeated for two years now, usually cluttering yourself with all sorts of thoughts and troubles. But, today's thoughts weren't about the exam. It was the last of problems on your making-life-harder list. You studied a lot and knew that you were going to pass with an ease. No, you were thinking about your first love, about Alice. You two were studying together and this was your second year. She was beautiful, witty, mad as a balloon. You loved her sarcastic remarks. You had a crush on her since the first year, and you thought, she also liked you.
On the beginning of the second year, you were chosen as the class' president and it was your duty to have all students studying well. But, for some reason, Alice didn't. One time she turned in an empty paper, and you had to find out why. But you didn't know how to start the conversation about it.
One day you saw her in the school and said: "We should talk. I need to
Green (Fem!Spain X Male!Suicidal!Reader)
(Name) gave a groan of pain as he collapsed to the floor, blood spilling from his wrist, making the wooden floor beneath him be stained with red. He turned his beautiful (e/c) eyes towards the cause of the deep cuts, a now bloodied green razor that rested innocently in his hands... Green. Just like her eyes. The male stared at the object though her eyes was all he was seeing in his mind. Emerald orbs that would be shining with tears if she saw him in this state, her normal smile would drop to a frown that made (Name)'s heart break. No doubt she'd be on her phone, a tomato charm that (Name) had given her hanging limply as she spoke to 911. Her chocolate brown hair escaping the bun she usually put it in as the Spanish girl would be shaking her head in distress. Carmen was her name, Carmen Carriedo, the girl (Name) loves. The (h/c) boy decided to think back, to dive into memories as he waited for his death or someone to find him. Maybe Carmen or even her step-brother or Julchen and Franci
Fem!LovinoXMale!Reader: FangirlFem!RomanoXMale!Reader: Fangirl
Becouse Lovina is one of my favorites, along with Louise/Fem!Gemany and Alice/Fem!England.
Am I the only one who could see Lovina being an Assassin's Creed Fangirl? I drew her cosplaying not long ago. The drawing turned out amazing.
"Die Piggeh, Die!" You heard Lovina shouting at her Ipod. She was playing Angry Birds.
You sighed, watching her from the kitchen table. She was sitting not far away on the couch, and you could see her playing Angry Birds over her shoulder. If she wasn't playing some violent game like Assassin's Creed or Alice Madness Returns, she was killing piggehs on Angry Birds.
One thing you loved about her is that she just wouldn't give up. She would spend hours trying to beat a single level of that game, and what would you do? You sat there and watched, laughing when she yelled profanity at the evil pigs. Another thing you loved was that she could be a big fangirl, but only the closest to her knew t
Male!ReaderXFem!Canada"I-I-I l-l-love you _-________...."
That definitely wasnt what you expected when you went to hang out with you best friend Maddie Williams, the gal that youve known ever since kindergarton.
"Wha-?! Maddie.....Y-youre not serious are you?!"
I guess that came out wrong as her violet began to water and her grasp on Kumarie tightened.
"No! Dont cry Maddie! T-that was a good thing! Please dont cry....." You whispered deciatly to her, you deep voice becoming even more huskier.
She sniffled and shook her head, making her glasses crooked. "I-I think I-I need to go.."
Just as she turned around, you grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into a crushing hug, knocking her breath away. You pushed your head into her slender neck, breatheing in her unique scent of syrup.
"Maddie....but I do love you. Ever since kindergarton. Please....dont leave.." You whispered as you pulled back and softly kissed her on her full lips.
Maddie stared wide eyed at you when you pulled away.
"_-_-_______!!" She squeake
It had been nine years since the once great United States of America had been plunged into war. Only this was a civil war, America had not seen such a war for the past two hundred years. Two sides fighting against each other in the same country. The fascists or the American Civil Union (ACU) and the communists or the United Socialist States of America (USSA).
You had been fighting for the ACU since you were old enough to shoot a gun. Now you were on guard duty after sustaining injury to your leg.
The person you were sent to guard was a suspect. She was charged with assassinating key ACU officials. Her name: Emily Jones.
"This is her Privet __________," your commanding officer pointed to a cell. "Make sure she is fed and behaves until her trial.
"Um, when is her trial sir?" you asked him.
"Who knows," he shrugged, "the way things are going with the USSA it might be years from now. Just make sure she stays in line __________." With that you were left alone with the prisoner.
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