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My To-Do List:
- Haven't Started
- Plotting • A small idea
- Final idea • Draft
- Partly typed • Outline with flat color
- Final typing • Almost finished
ELLE, DON'T YOU FORGET *slaps with a barrel*
America X Reader: Up to Some Mischief"Haha dude, that was so funny!" Your overly energetic friend laughed contagiously as you both watched an old man being chased by a wild goose.America X Reader: Up to Some Mischief by ~JazzberryJinx
"Yeah, it was..." You giggled along while wiping a tear from your eye.
You were both watching reruns of 'America's Funniest Home Videos' over at your house now and watching it with Alfred just made each clip ten times funnier than it already was.
"I'll be right back.." Alfred nodded as you got up from your couch and excused yourself.
He watched you make your way over to the hallway and soon trail off from there, shifting his attention back to the commercial on TV.
Instantly becoming bored and impatient watching it, Al's light blue eyes started staring around the room. They soon widened once they noticed a small detail present in the living room. A mischievous smile broke across his face as he took action upon it.
"Hey Alfie~" You smiled as you return back to the living room a few minutes later. Unbeknownst to you, your best
Somebody's watching me HetaliaxReaderSomebody's watching me HetaliaxReader by ~kushamisaru
I'm not schizophrenic, okay?
Don't listen to my mom. Or my Dad. Or my Grandma. You know what? Don't listen to anyone. Well, except me.
My thought process is perfectly logical, and for the life of me I can't figure why they don't understand that.
But I digress. I should tell you exactly what I'm talking about.
I recently got into this show called Hetalia. It's a show where all the countries of the world are personified, and you learn about events in history through their interactions with each other. Basically, it's history made fun!
Or making fun of history. Your choice.
Anyway, since I got into this show and all, my mom got me a shirt with a bunch of Hetalia characters on it. And I love it; I really do. I'm wearing it right now, in fact.
But as much as I love it, it bothers me too. Because I feel like... Like they're watching me.
...Don't look at me like that! I know you've had those thoughts too at one point. Maybe not about a shirt, but a TV, a pain
Writer's block- EnglandxReaderI sighed, looking at the blank screen in front of me. Why weren't the words just coming to me like they had so very often? I hadn't written enough stories for this to be happening damn it! Where was this sudden block coming from?!Writer's block- EnglandxReader by ~kushamisaru
I lamented again and again, trying to figure out just where exactly I went wrong. Then out of nowhere, it hit me…
Ever since I started having feelings for Arthur, I've had trouble writing my stories. Lately all I can think about is him.
I don't even realize I've started writing on the piece of paper in front of me. I've started to poor out my feelings for the Brit.
"Hello, _________." A voice calls out, breaking me from my thoughts.
"O-oh! Arthur! Hi!" I say, closing my laptop.
"That was quite an interesting read." He says, smirking devilishly.
Aw crap. He saw it? God I hope I didn't write anything dirty…
"Mmmhm. Do you have any more like it?"
"U-uh… well, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure what I just wrote… can you tell me?"
Pervert- FrancexReader"Hey, ______." your sister Jasmine called.Pervert- FrancexReader by ~kushamisaru
"Yeah?" you replied, playing with your iPod and only half playing attention.
"Do you have these balls on the bottom of your feet?"
At the word "balls", your sister momentarily gained your full attention.
"What?!" you asked incredulously.
"These balls, on the bottom of your feet." she said, lifting her foot up to show you.
"I don't wanna look at your balls!" you yelled.
Jasmine sighed."Why do you always have to make stuff so dirty?! You're just like Francis!"
You blushed at the mention of the Frenchman. "It's Françis," you corrected. "And no I'm not!"
"Girl, yes you are! You're always acting like such a chester molester; hitting on me and stuff! You two would be a perfect couple!"
Okay, you did do that. But that was just to make your sister uncomfortable! You weren't really freaky like that or anything. Besides, girls your age talk crazy like that all the time! Big deal.
"You know it's true." Your other sister, Lexxie, chimed in.
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Werewolf!Germany x Shy!Vampire!Reader [Pt. 1]Part 1 - Fatal Encounter
Various musicians played their lighthearted tune as people celebrated the festival that only comes once a year. There were professional performers, as well as buskers, entertaining crowds, vendors selling charms and pendants, with only the stars and bright red lanterns to illuminate the night.
You walked through the thick crowd, wearing a dark cloak with a hood that overshadowed your eyes. Your attention was stolen by a masked magician performing in a small stand.
"Thank you." The magician took a finishing bow, thanking his audience after his stunning show. His eyes caught your sight and gestured you to come closer. You didn't hesitate to approach him... You knew him; Vladimir.
He took his mask off saying, "Take that cloak off. You don't want to walk around looking like a serial killer."
You glanced from side to side before revealing what you were hiding. "I don't want to walk around wearing this either." You were wearing a red Chinese-waitress ou
Werewolf!Germany x Shy!Vampire!Reader [Pt. 2]Part 2 - Revelation
You couldn't deny the fact that those words crossed your own mind and not from your own ears; for short, telepathy. Was it from that guy? Not sensing anything vampiric about him, he must be human... Or something else rather.
I feel connected with him. The both ofyou were still staring at each other, frozen in the middle of the crowdas if time had stopped just for you.
"______?" This time your name was called.
Your mind started to get a little foggy. You were intellectual like most vampires, but what's happening right now is like playing a completely white, 500-piece jigsaw puzzle. All you know is that no one can contact you through your mind and that includes fellow vampires.
"Please wait for me," the voice added with a hint of care. And with that, the mysterious man turned and walked away, leaving you still confused. It gave you a clear mark that he was that voi