Dying!RomexGrandaughter!ReaderYour little brother was weeping on your shoulder. "He can't go, he can't!" The little Italian blew his nose on your shoulder."Calm down, Italy. Grandpa Rome will be fine. He's the world's biggest empire. He can't die." But he was. The greatest empire would be no more. Who would control the land? Feliciano was just a little boy. Romano was with big brother Spain. Who would be the next Roman Empire?Germaina stepped out of Rome's chamber. "______, your grandfather wishes to speak to you." He opened the curtain. You stepped into the lavish room."Ah belle~ come sit beside me." Rome was sitting up on a couch. He attempted to stand up, but he fell back down."Grandfather!" You ran by his side."I'm fine. This reminds me of the day I met your Grandmother. God she knew how to-""Grandfather, Italy is right outside. I don't want him to here you talk like that. Besides, that is a little disgusting." Even on his deathbed, Rome can still think about the sex he has had over the
(REQUEST) Prussia x Reader"Gilly! Wait up!" You laughed, running after the small white-haired boy. His red eyes sparkled mischiviously as you both crouched behind a bush at old man Jenkin's house. You had always wondered why his eyes were red and yours were (e/c), but he didn't know why either. You stiffled a snicker as Gilbert readied the waterballoons filled with mayo, handed you about five, and said in a mocking voice, "Asume the position, _____." You aimed, threw it with all your five-year-old might, and. . . . SPLAT~! . . . it landed straight onto his window. You and Gilbert shrieked happy laughter as you threw different colored balloons until your arms were tired and his house was re-painted white. "WOOOOOOOOOOOO!" You and Gilbert yelled, running around like idiots. Hey. You won, right? Right? "YOU DARN KIDS!! I'LL SKIN YOU ALIVE!!" Old Man Jenkin yelled, hobbling out with his
USxUK-American Dream Ch. 5Thirty very long and tense minutes passed before Alfred or Arthur found even a trace of a doctor. Arthur twiddled his thumbs anxiously while Alfred tapped his foot rapidly. Finally their time had come."Arthur?" someone called.He looked up. "Yes?""Both of you, follow me." Said a man standing in front of them.They stood up and followed him down a series of wide hallways. Alfred looked around nervously as they made their way through. He played enough horror video games to know what really went on in these places."Dude, I don't like this!" he whispered timidly."Stop your whinning! We're almost there." Arthur lectured.The man they were following slowed and stopped inbetween two heavy wood doors leading to different rooms and turned around to face them. "Arthur, follow me. Alfred, you go in the next room, someone will be with you shortly."Alfred did as he was told but not before he said his goodbyes to Arthur."We're going to get this fixed, okay?" Arthur smiled as he put a comfortin
Home is Where the Heart Is | FrancexReaderxBritainFrancexReaderxEnglandYou stepped out of the airport and took a deep breath of humidity and all that was London, England. It had been a long time since you had been there and you were glad to finally be back. It had been a few years since you had moved to Paris because of family issues, so when your best friend Francis had offered to take you with him when he visited his friend Arthur in London, you couldn't refuse. Said Frenchman pushed you, just as you started to really enjoy being home. He laughed his peculiar laugh and started walking over to a Mercedes Benz. Some guy in a uniform pushed a cart behind the blonde, piled with both his and your luggage, and stuffed it into the car. A man stepped out of the shotgun seat and greeted Francis with a very business-like handshake. You could practically see the tension between the two men.Despite this, Francis smiles and gestured for you to join them. "Arthur, this is _____. She will be staying with us as my guest. She used to liv
And thus, Hentai was born. - China x ReaderOnce this idea came into my head, I just had to write it! It's a lime, not a lemon, so if you don't like that stuff... Don't read it. Or just don't bash me. I don't think it needs a mature content rating, just this little note. Enjoy c:It was a rainy Friday evening, and you were spending it with your boyfriend Yao Wang. You two had 'plans', so to speak, but lately he had been taking care of a little boy named Kiku Honda. It was nearing 8 'clock, Kiku's bed time, and you two were silently counting down the seconds left while watching TV."Okay, Kiku, time for you to do to bed!" Yao said, with a bit of a lift in his voice once the clocked turned to 8:00."Hai. Good night, _________-san." Kiku said politely as Yao picked him up and brought him to his room." 'Night, Kiku." You said smiling to Kiku.Yao tucked Kiku into his bed and went back into the living room, turning off the TV. Apparently, he had been just as impatient as you."So, now that Kiku is out of the way..." He traile
RomanoxReader I can DanceIt was Saturday night and you had America's party to get to. He threw the awesome parties every weekend for god knows why. You brushed you (h/l)(h/c) locks back into a nice bun. You put on a t-shirt and some jeans. You weren't exactly going to Alfred's house first... First you needed to pick up your boyfriends Romano. He wasn't excited but when he saw your smiling face he couldn't deny you."So why are when going to the Americana's party again ______?""Because love... I wanted to dance with you.""You know i cant dance, principessa."You blushed when he used your nickname."Oh come on lovi, I know you got something in there..."Once you guys where there you were greated by Alfred. You guys made it to the dance floor where you were trying to light a sparke in your boyfriend~You danced towards and back, twirling and using hand motions. Nothing... But when a slow dance came on you grabbed his hands and moved to the center of the dance floor."_____?!?!?! I TOLD YOU I CAN'T DANCE?!?!?!"
Lullaby For A Stormy NightLittle Alfred scurried into his mother's room, covering his ears. He tried with all his might to climb up into her bed, only to land on his backside with a thud. Said thud woke _____ up, to find her son a crying mess on the floor. She stood, picking her child up and kissing his forehead."Sssssh," _____ soothed. "It's okay, darling. What's wrong?" Alfred opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off by a rather large boom of thunder. He clasped his tiny hands over his ears, gritted his teeth, and wrenched his eyes shut. His small body shook with his sobs, a steady flow of tears streaming down his face. _____ smoothed his hair."Oh my little baby, there's nothing to be afraid of," she cooed. Alfred still whimpered with fear, staring wide-eyed up at his mother. She thought for a moment, then kissed his forehead again."Come with momma," she said, hiking the toddler up on her hip. She walked into the formal sitting room, where there sat a grand piano. _____ placed Alfred on a chair next to t