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AmericaxAbused!reader I'll be your hero part 1
You stared at the poster taped to the wall. You blinked and leaned forward, your hand's in your pockets.
"Prom next week." You read, standing up. You smirked, and turned around.
"No way I'm going." You said, leaning your head back. That's one of the good things about being a loner; people don't ask you to things like that. You felt a sharp stab of pain shoot up your arm.
"Damn." You mumbled, rubbing it. It was defiantly getting worse. You quickly rolled up your sleeve, and winced. The bruises had gotten darker, and that lump was bigger. You put your sleeve back down and looked towards the oak door that led to the nurse's office.
"Maybe i should " You shook your head. You didn't need the nurse to know you where abused. You started walking towards your English class, excuses running thru your head.
"I need to walk the dog? No." you looked down at the tile floor steadily moving beneath your feet.
"What's a good excuse?" you mumbled stopping at the door. You clasped you han
AmericaxAbused!reader I'll be your hero part 3
'H-How did he find out!?' You started struggling, but your father held you firmly against the wall.
"Who is he?" Your father was so close you could smell the beer on his breath. You closed you eye's, a few tears escaping from your eyes.
"You know his name, isn't that enough?" you asked.
"What is he to you?" You froze, and slowly opened your eyes. Your father's face was inches away from yours.
"I-I don't really know." Your father flung you against another wall, increasing the presser on your wrists.
"Don't give me that shit." He growled. You snapped your wrist forward, hitting your father in the face. You then twisted it out of his grip, giving a better amid hit to his face. You wrenched your other wrist free and delivered a swift kick to his shin. He fell over, groaning. You watched him for a second, and then took off out the door. It was raining, and you where shocked when the icy water hit your back. You didn't think about it too long,
AmericaxAbused!reader I'll be your hero part 2
You didn't waste any time as you ran home. You where already late, and being much later would result in a much harder beating. You whipped around corners, your (h/c) hair flying out behind you. You reached the front door in 5 minutes flat. You slowly opened it, quietly calling out.
"Hurry up and go to your room, I've got someone over!" You heard the voice of your father ringing out.
"Y-Yes sir!" you replied. You ran past the living room, catching a glimpse of your father sitting on the couch, with a woman. You growled, but didn't stop long enough for your father to notice. You skipped every other step, out of habit. You quickly reached your room, and quietly opened the door, belly flopping onto the bed. You sighed as you sank into the feather mattress, running your hands up and down it. Your room was the only thing in this house that didn't look like shit and you where proud of that. You rolled over, staring at the white ceiling, watching a s
AmericaxAbused!reader I'll be your hero part 4
You slowly opened your eyes, and blinked, letting you sight get used to the white room. You went to sit up, and fell back, your body screaming in agony. You bit your lip, waiting for the pain to pass. As soon as it was over, you slowly moved your arm, then the other one. You sighed, and let your eye's wander around the room. You lingered on the pile of gifts at the end of your bed.
"Who would give me those?" you mumbled. You shrugged it off, and looked over to the side of the bed, and blinked. Alfred was sitting on a stool, his head lying on the bed, asleep.
"Alfred, sleeping, never thought I'd see it." You giggled, and smiled. "I'm glad you're my boyfriend, ya know?"
"Yup." Alfred mumbled, slowly opening his eyes. He lifted his head, and grinned. "(Name)!" Alfred jumped up, and kissed you. It was gentle, yet passionate, but it was all you needed.
"You know, I haven't left this room once since they brought you here." Alfred said, lying down on the b
AmericaxAbused!reader I'll be your hero part 5
You tugged on the sleeves of your jacket, the dull throb of pain a consent reminder of how long the pain killers would last.
"You ready?" Alfred wrapped his arm around your shoulders, and you slowly nodded, locking eye's with Arthur. Amelia came out of the bathroom, tugging on the end of her skirt, eyeing it distastefully.
"Do I really have to ware this?" She asked.
"I don't like it either." You replied. You were wearing a short-sleeved shirt, with a jacked, but you would have to take it off, and you were not in the mood to show other people your still healing wounds.
"Let's go." Arthur quickly said, opening the door. You froze, and Alfred gently led you out the door, keeping a small smile. The four of you soon reached the car, and you climbed in the back seat with Alfred, Arthur driving and Amelia in the passenger seat. The ride was short, but the atmosphere was killing you, and when you reached the court house, you quickly got out of the car, taking a deep breath of
Vampire!EnglandxReader Under the same moon part 1
19 years ago, a powerful family of vampires moved to a small village just outside of London, quickly calming power over the villagers. They never asked for anything, but always gave. The villagers never question there motivates, for fear that they would take everything away. But then, Camellia, the head vampire, asked for each girl the age of 18 to not leave there house, so that her son could visit them and choose a bride. The villager’s happily agreed, knowing that if their daughter was chosen, it would lead them to a good life. Now, 18 years later, it’s Arthur’s turn to choose, the second youngest.
“Oh goddess, or god, of time, please please make me one year younger.” You opened one of your eyes, sighing when you felt no change. ‘OK, so now I’m stuck here, just waiting for my impending doom, wonderful.’ You thought, jumping onto the hard bed, cringing. Today was doom’s day. OK not really, but to you it was.
Punk!EnglandxBlind!Reader Dog days are over
Arthur slung his guitar over his shoulder, letting out a yawn as he followed his way too nervous band mates.
He and his band mates, Alfred, Ivan, Francis and Yao, all attended a famous music academy and were one of the top students in the academy.
Arthur played guitar and sang, Alfred and Ivan sang back up, thou Ivan played bass as well, Francis was on keyboard, Yao played drums and they called them self’s ‘Shadow Kings’.
At the end of the year, the academy made all its students compete in a competition, not hosted by them, for their final grade, and they usually won. There was prize money involved, but Arthur wasn’t sure how much, seeing as how he let the others spend it. He sung for the thrill of being up on the stage, the adrenalin rush it gave you, and being able to make people happy with just you voice. Not for the money and fame.
“Are you coming?”
“Obviously, or else I wouldn’t be walking.” Arthur grumbled,
"Why don't you just fall over?" You glared at the smirking albino above you.
"If I did I'd land on you." He replied. You felt your face heat up.
"(Name), are you even listing to me?" you craned you head back, and smiled at your sister.
"No?" Your sister glared at you.
"That's because she's too busy looking at the awesome me." Gilbert chimed flinching as you snapped your head back up.
"Left hand green." Kelsey said, shaking her head. You slid you hand over, and looked back up, meeting with a pair of red eyes.
"Really!?!" you shouted.
"Really." Gilbert replied. Kelsey looked at you, then Gilbert and put her hands together.
"You two would make such a cute couple." She said, smiling. You and Gilbert both blushed, you more so than Gilbert.
"Anyway." Kelsey spun the dial again. "Left hand blue." You stretched out your arm, and place your finger tips on the blue circle.
"Now I remember why I hate twister." You mumbled, swaying a little. You caught yourself, and looked up at Gilbert.
Spainxreader Halloween special
"Trick or treat!" You griminaced, grabbing a handful of candy.
"Ya." You threw it into the kid's pillow case, and slammed the door. You flopped down on the couch, cursing your mother for taking off with you little brother, leaving you here to hand out candy. You didn't mind Halloween, but you hated handing out candy. You yelled as the door bell rang.
"I'm not home!"
"Yes you are." Came the snood reply.
"No I'm not! T-this is a voice recording." You dropped to a monotone voice. "Leave a message after the beep."
"Open the stupid door!" you sighed and ripped open the door.
"here." You shoved a hand full of candy into the kid's bag. She smirked, and left. You scowled, and watched her walk away, bragging to her friends.
"GAHH!" you jumped back into the house, tripping over a stray shoe.
"sorry." You looked up, and blinked.
"Antonio?" He smiled, and held out his hand. He was warring a little black hat, a red cape and vest, a dark brown long-sleeved shirt; black p
Teacher!AmericaxReader"Sensei!" You call out to the teacher. "I don't understand this at all!" You hold you head in your palm of your hands.
"Maybe it you weren't getting into fights all the time, you might of studied more." The girl sitting next to you stated.
"Shut Up!" You stand up. "You don't know me!" You clench your eyes shut.
"_____! Sit down." The teacher called.
"You don't even listen to me..." You sigh as you look down.
The student teacher Alfred Jones comes up to you, kneeling beside you. "What do you need help with Miss ______?"
"Maybe with her attitude." The girl says.
"I don't understand it at all... I can't exactly find a quiet place to learn anywhere... So I basically need help with it all...." You state attempting to ignore her.
"Alright then, so let's look here in the book.." Alfred points at the book.
"Why do you even try here when your rarely in class? Maybe that's why your parents don't care for you.." The girl next to you grins.
You who can't keep calm any longer crack, grabbing the gi
My Sweet Girl (Popular!America x Reader)"I am sick of these...."
These word's flow to your mind.What are you sick of? it's very simple,because of the no good Mr.Popular guy Alfred Jones fan girls screaming everywhere he goes.Anyway (Reader)-chan you know why are you sick of them Let me tell you the story ... You were reading the book :The Diary of a young girl (Side Comments:it's was a interesting book you must read it! D)in your cafeteria surly that is not a best place to read a book but it was different the cafeteria was quiet because there were three division of your cafeteria The Party division is the division in your cafeteria that you NEVER i repeat will never go to that area because
1.A lot of Slutty Girls.
2.You heard there was couple that have *** (If you know what i mean) there who got kick out the school.
3.Boy's who go there are no good guys.
and 4.Alfred Jones go there's to that table ALWAYS go there.
In the other division is the Normal Division now there is only two reason why you hate the normal division.
The Outcast....America x reader
You were the outcast of the school pretty much. And you hated gym class. You were an art student not enjoying sports .ESPECIALLY if it involves running.
And yet here you were in line for gym class. It was a nice day so you had to go outside and play soccer for a whole 90minutes. As usual you stood in the back, knowing and not even bothering anymore about being picked last. You weren't really athletic,and pretty much stayed as defence.
"_____" you look up to see that your friend was on your team too,so you both were defencemen.. You stand there in the scorching sun and today you decide to play a bit,so as the ball comes close to your goal you run for it.
It gets kicked out to the far field so you go for it. "Go _____!" your friend shouts! You feel pretty good,when you see your crush Alfred running for the ball too. You speed up,running full out now,and you manage to get to the ball and kick it out of the way.....
The next thing you know your on the ground,your stomach and head hurt
America x Injured!Reader: Save you no matter what.
You stood there glaring at your boyfriend, You were a mess from cooking dinner. He was playing that Black OPS on his Xbox 360. He has completely zoned out. He hasn't spent a single minute with you. That's all he played for 3 weeks straight. Minus the eating, short naps, potty breaks and quick showering.
You sigh giving a fake smile "Alfie come to dinner please." you offered with optimism.
He paused his game and stared at you in a zombified state. "Eh? Oh... Just bring the grub here babe!" He grinned. You frowned "No, come to the table to eat" You pouted.
"Aw come on _______! I'm on round 45!" He whined.
You couldn't take it anymore. "Alfred! Table! Now! Stop being a jerk!"You demanded. He just flinched. You stomped toward the Xbox 360 turning it off. Earning a certain yelp from Alfred. "Dude! Not cool!" He shrieked.
You didn't care at this point. You were fuming with anger. "You've been playing that game endlessly! I like video games too but this is just.... UGH!" you yell holding you
Bully!America x Geek!Reader (chapt. 1)DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YOU OR HETALIA!
You were the school geek. You had large, black, geek glasses, and your _(insert hair color here)_ hair was usually tied in a sloppy bun or ponytail. Today, you wore the usual tees-and-jeans, and held your textbooks close to youtrying to avoid all the many pair of eyes that looked at you.
"Hey, watch out, nerd!"
"Eeeew, get away from me!"
You kept walking. Trying to block all sounds, you kept walking. Then you ran. You looked at your feet as you did so. You hate to see people in their eyes. That's why you had the glasses. You felt like they somewhat protected you from the outside world, like the frame of a T.V. screen. Then you felt someone gently pull on your arm.
"Oh, Arthur! How are you?"
The blonde had worried looks in his emerald eyes. He was your friend. You guys don't actually quite know each other. Arthur was kind, and had tried to protect you and comfort you from those annoying voices, but you just
Abused!Reader X LithuaniaYou fingers ghosted across the page, leading the pencil lightly along in the shape you saw fit, and in a couple of meaningful seconds, you clearly saw something beautiful waiting to happen while others saw a few light ovals, circles, and lines. You felt a small, microscophic smile slide it's way onto your usually emotionless face. You lightly shaded the right lines in a bit darker, and there, you could easily see a person smiling and waving at you from the page. You sighed, carefully adding the plump, kissable lips in the right place, the shy looking blue eyes in the perfect positions, the triangular nose dead center, the eyebrows that were set in a caustiously friendly pose. You flicked your wrist a few times to outline shoulder-length brown hair, shading it in to match. You quickly copied the image of his clothes from your mind. You added some detail and shading, and soon, it was more a photo of the new boy then a picture of a mindless girl. Your fingers brushed against his
The Last Night AmericaXDepressed!ReaderYou came to me with scars on your wrist,
You told me this would be the last night feeling like this,
"You little whore!" Your mother screamed as she threw a glass at you, which you narrowly dodged. "Get out!"
Choking back a sob, you snatched your jacket and flew out the door, slamming it harshly behind you. Tears blurred your vision as you ran mindlessly through the street, though it didn't hurt as much as it used to; your heart had been shattered so many times you didn't really feel it anymore.
Slowing your pace, you looked up at the familier, brightly lit house in front of you. A shaky smile plastered to your bruised face, you gently knocked on his door. The door flew open and you came face-to-face with a grinning blond American. "Hey, du-!" But his voice faltered as he looked at you closer.
Bruises and scratch marks tainted your face, one of your eyes swollen shut. "What-What happened to you?"
"Oh, you know......" You let out
Home of the Brave :Soldiers!America x Reader:Home of the Brave
:Soldier! America x Soldier! Reader:
You looked up from your steaming mug of (your favorite warm drink) to meet the eyes of the man sitting next to you.
"I was thinking that once this war is over... can we...settle down...?" You smiled gently to yourself as you caught the flustered look on his face and looked back down at the hot liquid in your mug.
"...That would sound lovely, Alfred." You murmured softly.
"R-Really...? Do you mean that?" You blushed slightly and nodded.
"But promise me that you'll keep this to yourself. The men will think wrong thoughts." The grin on the blond man stretched widely across his face and you playfully nudged at his side with your elbow.
"Whatever you say, (Male Name)."
That's right. You were a disguised nineteen year old soldier you went by as (Male Name). Being the rebellious girl you are, you didn't quite accept the roles of women during this period of time so that led you to disguise yourself as a male and sign up fo
America x Blind! Reader
You woke up and just saw darkness, 'Oh its still night time...'. You thought, going to back to sleep. Only to wake up again, and seeing only darkness, and again you went back to sleep. This happened a couple more times before you had realized that night time had already passed.
Slowly you got out of bed and sat on the floor, trying to figure out why you couldn't see. "Am i...blind?" You asked yourself, even holding your hands in front of you. You felt your face, and could feel your eyes open.
Carefully you stood up, staking small steps forward. You put out your hands in front of you, to touch anything in front of you. You were trying to find your closet, so that you could get dressed. while you felt around for some jeans and a t-shirt, you thought to yourself.
'Why am I not panicking? I can't even see....I am blind.'
You put on some clothes you found and you now went to go look for the bedroom door. After what seemed like forever, you found the doorknob. You opened the doo
AmericaxAbused!reader I'll be your hero prologue
You sat on the park bench, staring into space. The soft patter of the rain on the leaves kept you from drifting off and it helped soothed the pain. You watched the events of the past hour run thru your head, each time more vivid than the last. Unable to bare it anymore, you cussed yourself out.
"Why am I so damn stupid!" you shouted, punching a nearby tree, shock waves running up your arm. You quickly pulled it back, and cradled it, the pain slowly easing. You looked down at your arm, your eyes widening. The busies seemed darker in the rain, and a few cut's had started to bleed. You gulped, and hung your head, your arm limply hanging by your side.
"(Name)?" You head shot up.
"A-Alfred." You stuttered, putting your arm's behind your back. But Alfred had already seen them. You looked away, tears pricking your eyes. You felt something drop on your shoulders. You looked back at Alfred, your eyes wide.
"Alfred." It was barley a whisper, but he heard it.
"Keep it." He mumbled, shi
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