Finland held him in his arms, slowly feeling the life drain from his body. Mentally, he was cursing at him. 'I told you not to jump in front of me, damn it, and you didn't fucking listen.' Physically, he was crying, sobbing actually. He brought the boy closer to his body. "COME ON! WAKE UP! WAKE UP DAMNIT!" He screamed, then hugging the boy with his head against his chest. He heard a very faint and slow heartbeat.
"Fin..." the boy said. Finland picked his head up, looking at the semi-lifeless boy. He pushed the bloodied hair out of his face, to get a better look. His piercing blue eyes, slowly dulling. His glasses now in a bent and twisted f
~*back in time~*
"Haha there goes chunky (name)!" another voice hollered down the halls, throwing a piece of popcorn at your head. "Why don't you eat that!"
It just never seemed to end. The constant teasing, and bullying from the other students. Your wheight was the cause of course. Because nobody wanted to like the 'fat' girl. Were you really that fat? At fist it didn't bother you..but sometimes even the most secure heart can be unlocked. Every once in a while you'd come across certain folks who would chuck a peice of bread or lettuce at you and laugh.
"Eat it you whale!" they shouted along with a fit of laughter that excaped their lungs
Winterspell [Russia x Reader] by lupus-astra, literature
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Winterspell [Russia x Reader]
It's cold.
Her fingers are numb. There is a fine layer of frost in her eyelashes and with every blink, her eyes sting sharply.
Where am I?
It's so cold. All she wants to do is stop walking and lay down, curl up into a ball and close her eyes. Anything to stop the biting chill that was seeping into her bones like water through a sieve.
I don't know why I'm here.
The girl stumbles over something then - perhaps the root of a tree long since buried beneath the snow, her foot catching on it easily. It sends her tumbling down to the powdery yet solid ground, rolling downwards until her body makes contact with something hard and she halts abrup
Blood Ties [Vampire!Romano x Reader] by lupus-astra, literature
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Blood Ties [Vampire!Romano x Reader]
Lovino adored humans.
They were simply marvelous creatures; naive, senseless and with an absolutely exquisite taste. He was a vampire, after all. Human blood was what he and all his brethren thrived on. And humans? They were numerous as the stars for a vampire like him, too many to count on his fingertips but so many different flavors waiting to be devoured.
There was, however, one human that intrigued the Italian more than he was willing to admit. Perhaps it was in the way she defied him, refusing to his advances whenever he passed her by. Or maybe it was simply the way her blood called to him like none other, singing a sweet and tempting
my territory || romano by HisAmericanPrincess, literature
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my territory || romano
Werewolf!Romano x Abused!Reader
WARNING: SENSITIVE MATERIAL AHEAD
EDITED
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You look out your window, tears sliding down your cheeks. You had gotten fresh bruises on your arms and legs from your abusive uncle. Your parents had died when you were only 3 in a car accident. Your uncle had taken you in and has been beating you since. He usual beats you either to lay off some stress, or when you have done something 'wrong'.
This time you forgot to do the dishes. 'I should just leave and never come back' You thought to yourself, 'Or... just leave the world' You shake those thoughts out of your head. If you ran away your uncle would find
Einsamkeit [Lonliness] Germany x Chubby!Reader by AyaxaSama909, literature
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Einsamkeit [Lonliness] Germany x Chubby!Reader
/Einsamkeit/
As you finally sit down to attend your class, you notice that figure once again...the blond slicked back hair, striking blue eyes. He seemed very upset...you look away before he could get the chance to notice you staring. In all honesty...you wanted to get to know him better; after all...he really didn’t have many friends. As class ended you snuggle into the soft sweater that you had been wearing. You look back at the German again, his face even more unpleasant. You lift yourself from your seat and approach him.
“H-hi...Ludwig.”His gaze met yours sharply, you were taken back by his icy daggers.
“Guten t
Germany x Chubby! Reader~ Big Dogs by Rosesfallwhite, literature
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Germany x Chubby! Reader~ Big Dogs
*~*~3rd Person POV*~*~
Ludwig walked by smoothly. Dogs forward and front, looking straight ahead.
'A little more... A little more!' He ordered sharply in his head.
"Heeeeey~" She spoke, noticing his arrival.
'Ver dammit...' He thought. He kept his face calm and composed.
"Hello." He said, not smiling.
She latched onto his arm, "So where are you going, Luddy~?" She chirped, perfectly aware of where he was going.
Ludwig's dogs lowly growled.
"Blackie, Aster!" Ludwig barked, "I'm going to the new park in town." He grumbled.
Well that was new.
"Can I go with~?" She as
Jock! America x Shy! Nerd! Reader- My Superhero by Rosesfallwhite, literature
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Jock! America x Shy! Nerd! Reader- My Superhero
*~*~Your POV*~*~
'Really!?' You thought as you looked at the kids scrambling into the buses.
Some rich popular girl wanted to go to the mall. So she had begged her daddy to go. He didn't want her to go alone, so he gave the school money to bring everyone in the school to go to the mall...
She only wanted Alfred Jones to go with her, the most popular guy in school. So she stood by him... literally, they haven't been less than three feet apart all day. She obviously liked him, but he had such a thick skull, you could never tell what he was thinking about... if he thought at all...
2p!HetaliaxReader Stuffed animal intro by princess-snow-wolf, literature
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2p!HetaliaxReader Stuffed animal intro
"ugh" you move your head for some reason you feel really beat down. Your head hurts and you seem to be sitting in a wooden chair. You look around the room you are in is dark. "Hello where am I?" You call out.
"Looks like doll face woke up, finally." A guy steps out of the dark surrounding a door on the other side of the room. He had dark brown hair shades and a bomber jacket.
"Oh Poppet I'm so glad you're okay. I was worried Al might have been to rough on you." A cheery British man said as he approached you. Two other men followed them silently.
"Um who are you and where am I?" You ask now increasingly aware of the restraints on you.
"Oh I'm