And then they all died.
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Blue-Eyed Matador.Characters: Spain, 2p!Fem!Romano.
Song based on Blue-eyed Matador by Voltaire. Link in description.
DISCLAIMER: I have no idea if 2p!Romano has blue eyes anyway, so lets pretend (s)he does, okay?
I stood, staring at a distant light. It was chilly, I noted, as I walked through the tunnel. Cheering could be heard from outside. The light was beginning to get closer now. I shivered, but continued my journey, closer and closer to the not-so-distant light. The wind picked up and I shivered again. The cheering was getting louder. I was upon the light now.
I entered the bull ring arena. People form all over cheered. The screaming I ignored. Was I dreaming? No, I couldn't. But that bull... I couldn't quite think. That bull seemed to be like no other I have ever fought before. He seemed... evil. Ha ha ha! I understood after studying the beast. This was the final fight. If I weren't a powerful country, I would surely die. That's it! This wasn't just an ordinary
Christmas Shoes Based on the song "The Christmas Shoes" by the artist NewSong.
I stood in line at the department store. I was trying to finish up some Christmas shopping for my Catholic friends, and my girlfriend. It was all a giant rush to get everything done before that 'holy day'. All it did was put me in a generally bad mood. People around talked about loved ones and what they did on Christmas. Since I wasn't of that faith, I didn't pay any attention. In fact, while I waited on that long line, the only thing to attract my attention was the person in front of me. He was a young boy with a medium shade of brown colored hair. He had tan skin, and when he turned I could see his olive green eyes. His clothes were not only, worn, torn, and old, but incredibly dirty. The thing that got me most was not his little boy pacing, but rather the pair of red shoes in his hands.
It finally came his time to pay, and honestly, I couldn't believe w
Daisy's Mansions: Chapter One, page seven I left town and began trudging through the sand again. Day two of this quest. Honestly, it didn't seem so tough. (Why does Mario always complain? It's not that tough. Then again, he might be tired of just always saving Peach.) I kicked some sand as the heat went up. I wiped some sweat from my forehead as fireballs began to form. Normally I have no problems with fireballs (except if they get into town), but these fireballs were getting in my way. Casually, I just walked around them. It was just that simple. I looked up at the clear blue sky. Not a single cloud in the sky, which was such a shame. Some shade would be greatly appreciated.
I walked for another half hour before becoming too exhausted to go on. I sat down and took out the Gameboy Horror. I wasn't going to contact Mom or E. Gadd, I was going to goof around with the settings. Well, not really. I just wanted to see if it had a map on it somewhere. Something useful. I turned it on and kep
I live in a pineapple under the sea... I hate my life. My only friend is named Patrick. And he's mentally retarded. All we do together is stupid shit, all day long. I'm twenty-two years old and work in the fast food chain, and I probably won't do anything else with my life. My one and only co-worker makes fun of me all day. If I were to complain to my boss, he would cut my already shit pay, mainly because he's a cheap bastard. The woman I love is a southern belle, who is a scientist. All I am to her is a practice dummy and a test monkey. I also can't leave my home town, since I don't have my drivers license. And every time I take the test, I fail. To make matters worst, I live in a pineapple under the sea.
He Used to be Great He used to be the greatest man alive. No one could compete against him, the Spanish, Germans, nor the French. Great Britain, aka Arthur Kirkland, truly was a great man indeed. He was stronger. His army was the best trained, and his navy was larger then anybody else's. His country was the strongest. Of course, he was respected by many people, small and large. Including a little American boy...
Arthur's colony America, aka Alfred F. Jones, was a small boy. He was raised by Arthur after he beat the French-man Francis Bonnefoy. He respected Arthur, looked up the the Brit, and loved him as a younger brother should. He did whatever the Brit wanted him too. Never did he want to betray him. Alfred thought that he should follow in Arthur's footsteps and grow up to be like him.
Arthur always loved Alfred. After all, he was his little brother. Arthur wanted to be one of the best older brothers there could
Daisy's Mansions: Chapter One, page six I woke up at around eight. For a minute, I had no idea where I was. Oh, right. I stopped at the Star-Fallen Inn, I thought, yawning. I got up and stretched before putting my boots and crown back on. I grabbed Poltergust and the Gameboy Horror and left the room. When I entered the foyer, there were tons of people. This place must be popular. I headed towards the food cart for some breakfast. I was sure people were giving me a sideways glance, but who cares?
I sat down with an omelet and began eating. I needed to be out of here quickly. About halfway through my omelet, the woman from last night sat across from me. "Hello there Princess. May I ask you a question?" she said. I nodded and stopped eating. "What will happen to the people of Sarasaland if you're gone and Tatanga comes back?" I thought for a moment.
"Honestly, I have no idea," I answered. The women nodded and left. I finished the om
Daisy's Mansions: Chapter One, page five I walked through the desert, towards the Mushroom Kingdom. I know that I would need to cross over into Bowser's kingdom just to get this all to end. I glanced at the ground, making sure I didn't fall into quicksand. I also happened to notice the lack of mushroom houses. What gives? I know that there should be some! This was a castle world after all. Or was it?
I needed to know whether this was a castle world, or a mansion world. So I looked at the details. The lack of Goomba's, Koopa's, Lakitu's, and other villain's was a good sign of a mansion world. Also, fireball's were trying to form, they just couldn't. Didn't Luigi and Mario once say that Luigi's Mansion gave off loads of cool air? Or was it that the mansion made the sky darker then it really was? Or was it both?
Frustrated that I couldn't remember, I kicked the sand furiously and continued walking. How could I save who ever if I didn
Daisy's Mansions: Chapter One, page four Once in my room, I ran to my closet. I grabbed a yellow sundress and orange rain boots. Looking at them, I wondered why I even had rain boots! I tore off my dress and threw the sundress on. I slipped my feet into the boots and ran back downstairs. Mom was waiting there for me, holding what I believe is the Poltergust. After all, it looked like a red vacuum backpack. Mom took my hand and lead me back to the cellar. When we arrived at the bottom, E. Gadd looked at us.
"Alright young lady, you need to learn how to fight some ghosts. Lucky for you, I always bring some training ghosts. Now, I added straps to the Poltergust because when your running around and not fighting ghosts, it would be hard to keep the Poltergust on your back," E. Gadd explained. I nodded. At least straps would mean not worrying about it slipping off my back when fighting anything, from Goomba's to ghosts.
Daisy's Mansions: Chapter One, page three Mom, E. Gadd, and I stood outside on the balcony. The spaceship landed, blowing sand into a dust storm type cloud. The giant glass dome opened, and out stepped Tatanga. I groaned and hid behind my mother. I peeked from behind Mom's back to see what was happening. Tatanga was looking around before he looked up and found the balcony. Instantly, he started towards the front doors. The guards did their best to keep him from entering. But, well.. Tatanga's a alien and the guards are Goomba's It was obvious who was going to win. Tatanga entered the castle. It wouldn't be long until he found his way to the balcony. Sand is soft enough. And jumping seems to be the best idea right now.
Instead of jumping and basically committing suicide, I ran to the edge of the balcony. My mom stood in front of me, and E. Gadd seemed to want to offer protection, though we both know he can't. Finally, the dreaded moment happened. Tatanga
Loving You- (Levi x Reader) [AU]
*A/N: The song lyrics are included in the fic, so listening to the song would be perfect with this fic~
( X )
Just once in a day, I remember you, miss you
“I’m not spending hard earned money on your coffee.”
You pout, letting a small huff escape your lips as Levi takes hold of the shopping bags, a grunt emitting from his throat.
“But, come on this is the last day I can fully spend with you before-
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Pranks
Today, you woke up three in the morning with brilliant ideas to prank your family. Maybe even take videos of their reactions?
First of, you started with Allen's prank since it's really easy. You just put his bottle of milk inside the freezer and wait until it became ice. Second of, you did Matthieu's prank. You replace his diet soda with sprite and soy sauce. Then you replace the Oreo cream into toothpaste for Francois and replacing Oliver's mayonnaise with vanilla yogurt.
After it's all set, you went back to sleep.
~~~Timeskip to when everyone woke up~~~
You ran into the kitchen first and put the frozen milk back into the refrigerator before Allen enters.
After that, Allen enters the kitchen and grab the frozen milk and a bowl of cereal. He entered the dinning room and sat down. That's where you started to record.
It took him a minute to realized that the milk was frozen. You giggled as he slam the milk bottle on to the table, "MATT!!"
2P!Canada x Reader - Day Off
"[Y/N], I've seen that you've been working hard for the last two months without taking a single day off," you boss said," And I must say, I'm very impressed!"
"Thank you sir! I love doing my job!" you smiled.
"Well, every ones a while, you need to take at least two days off."
"No thank you sir. I-"
"No no! You need it! To clear your mind and all, you know." your boss smiled.
You thought for a moment before nodding, "Okay sir! Thank you!"
"You can go home now."
You nodded again, grabbing your handbag and left your work.
While walking, you dialed your best friend's number and waited until he picks up.
"You Mattie! Wanna come and hang out with me?" you asked.
"Aren't you at work now?"
"Nope! My boss gave me two days holiday~ Meaning that we can hang out!"
"... Where to?"
Walking towards your favourite café, you were stopped by three men.
"Hey, babe~" one of them said.
"Back off bastards." you said wh
Drunk!2P!America x Reader - Don't Trust Me
You hold your camera close to you while watching TV. You had a feeling that Allen would do something as you already seen him drinking earlier. You waited for a while until footsteps, that sounds like someone was wearing high heels, can be heard.
You peeked from the couch and found Allen walking downstairs, wearing a black dress and black high heels. He also wore make-up which amused you. You then started recording when you noticed that he was too drunk to notice that you're in the living room.
Black dress with the tights underneath,
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And she's an actress,
But she ain't got no need.
She's got money from her parents in a trust fund back east." Allen sand as he flips his skirt over.
He then sat on the chair that was beside the stairs. Once he sat down, he crossed his leg and continued singing,
"Tongues always pressed to your cheeks,
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth,"
"Ew." you muttered.
"Tell your boyfriend if
2P!Canada x Child!Reader - Do You Want Pie?
Matthieu looked away from his book to finding you holding a pie, "Did you make that?"
"Uh-huh!" you nodded, "Wanna try it?"
Matthieu took of his glasses, "Lemme try."
You walked towards him then threw the pie on his face. You giggled and ran away.
"Why you little!" Matthieu angrily said before chasing you around the house.
Physical check up | Doctor!Levi x Reader
Warning, may be pervy. Or not.
As you entered the clinic, you were greeted by a woman with ginger hair and eyes with glasses. She looked up and smiled at you.
"Hello and welcome to Survey Corps Clinic! How can I help you ma'am?" You took out a paper out your purse and handed it to the receptionist.
"I'm here for a check up," Your voice sounded a little croaky, like a frog trying to talk. She laughed under her breath, making you blush in embarrassment. She looked at it for a second before signing something, then gave the paper to another receptionist with short black hair sitting across her.
"Alright, I will call you when the doctors arrive, got it? For now, you may take a seat in the waiting room," Sighing, you sat down in one of the room's cold chairs.
After a what seemed a long while, you heard a soft, feminine voice call you out.
"[Full name], we will be seeing you now," You saw the girl with the same short black hair. You stood up, and walked over to her. She
Drunk!2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Drunken Night
Today, you were sitting with your family on the dinning table, watching them get drunk as you drink your strawberry milk. Allen, Matthieu and Francois seems to be calm and dumb while Oliver just gets angry. Just angry enough for him to slap the three. You tried recording but Oliver took it and threw your camera on to the couch. You were relieved that it landed safely and it's position was on your family, meaning that it was recording the whole time.
"Hey," Allen spoke, "Remember when I stick my leg out and Oliver tripped over and fell on the pool?"
"Well, of course! That's when you were just a baby." Oliver growled.
"No... I was just... Nine?"
"No, you were 96 that time." Matthieu corrected him.
"Then how old am I now?"
"2014." Francois replied.
"Hey hey! Remember that one time I tried to propose to Al?" Matthieu asked.
"I should have said yes!" Allen spat.
"Well, there is still time to propose." Francois suggested.
Mathhieu nodded as he holds Allen's hand
2P!England x Child!Reader - Photo Album
"Poppet~! Look what I got~!" Oliver said as he walked into the living room.
You looked away from the TV and found him walking towards you while carrying a a bunch of photo albums.
He sat beside you as he placed the albums on the coffee table in front of him, "This always brings the memories~"
"Are these photo albums?" you asked as you grab one of the album, that was red in colour and opened it on the first page.
"Yes it is~ I had been taking pictures of you, Allie and Mattie when you all are just a baby." Oliver responded.
You laughed, "Why is his pants wet?"
Oliver looked at the picture that you were talking about. It was a picture of Allen, who looked about your age, crying while his pants were wet on the crotch area.
"Oh, Allen peed on his pants when we're going back home from the amusement park." Oliver chuckled.
You turned the next page and laughed hard. There was a picture of Francois trying to calm both baby Allen and Matthieu who were crying while sitting on the tub.
Rumour Has It - [AU] Punk!Teen!Levi x Teen!Reader
Being here was going to ruin his reputation, he was sure of it.
Levi had always been the “thug” of the school, as it were. He might’ve been short, but he was damn strong and damn intimidating. No one really wanted to mess with him, which he greatly appreciated. The last thing he wanted was to be approached by a bunch of assholes he wanted nothing to do with.
But… the bad part about repelling so many people was that you were among them. You too were too frightened of him to want to talk to him – even when you needed to you’d simply walk up to him, see him notice you, then run away. It was disheartening, especially considering you were the one person he actually wanted to approach him.
Despite that, Levi was always distant from others, he never went to parties or did anything with anyone outside of school – it gave him that mysterious sort of aura that people were intimidated by.
But that just had to fucking change, didn’t it? He just had t
Hetalia Writing Challenge: Day 7 Once upon a time, there was a cat. That cat belonged to Germany. He was Germouser. Now Germouser was a very strict kitty while his older brother was fun and awesome. Despite his meanybuttness, for some reason, Itabby was his all time BFF. One day, Germouser woke up and began to eat breakfast. But he didn't like it. Then his tummy made the rummbles that only hands would satisfy. So Germouser decided to walk around and look for food. But the lack of food made him very sleepy so he took a nap.
And then they all died.
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