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Thanksgiving Dinner:Hetalia Guys x Reader:
-Hetalia Guys x Reader Oneshot-
"PASS THE MASH POTATOES!"
"HAND ME A TURKEY LEG!"
"WHAT DOES A GUY HAVE TO DO TO GET SOME GOD DAMN GRAVY!"
Everyone sat at a very large table, gathering food, and laughing amongst themselves.
"VHERE ARE ZE BEERS AT?!"
"CAN I GET SOME SODA?!"
"WHERE'RE THE TOILETS AT?!"
Some people where left in the kitchen, cooking a bit more food for the large crowd. An angry Arthur stood outside the kitchen as a certain (Hair Color) stood in front of him, not allowing the blond to pass by.
"I just want to see how things are coming along!" He defended himself.
She shook her head lightly as a small laugh escaped her lips.
"Nu-uh. When you went to check on it earlier, you ended up burning our first turkey. Those shits are expensive, so unless your willing to pay for another, you're not going in there."
Arthur scowled her before heading back to his seat, which, unfortunately for him, was in between that
Cat!BTT X Reader - Transformed -Part 3
Cat! BTT X Reader
Part 3 of 4- Contest Prize for :iconanger-problems:
A week went by after the ‘accident’ and you had begun to worry now. Sure they could talk now…. But that was still….. weird. Garfield was a liar…. Talking cats were weird. Arthur would be back to check up on the 4 of you tomorrow, and hopefully he would have the reverse spell.
It was late now and you sat on your couch watching whatever program was on. One of the trio members would occasionally go “STOP! I like this movie.” Or “NO (NAME)! This show is great!”
You would just roll your (eye color) and wait until one of them playfully attacked the other and than would start channel surfing again.
“It’s getting late…. You should start to head bed chica. Its getting late.” Spain said and looked at you, green eyes looking into yours.
You glanced at the clock and saw it was past midnight. “Hmmm…..” You nodded and c
2PCanada x Wolf! Reader: Right By His Side (RQ)
You ducked behind a tree as a bullet was shot hitting the tree. “It’s the wolf we need to hit not the tree!” You heard one of the hunters yell as another shot was heard. You took off running through the snow before the hunters could get another shot at you. “There it goes!” You heard as you looked back still running before you felt your paw hitting an uproot causing you to tumble down the side of a steep hill. You felt the pain shot into your paw as you got up to run but now with your front left paw in pain it was harder to go as fast as you were before.
“Look it’s going slower.” The other hunter told his buddy as another shot was heard but this one grazed your back leg which slowed you down even more. You took off as fast as you could trying to ignore the pain when you came upon a cave that was cover by a fallen tree. You took shelter in the cave as rested for the little time you had. You knew it wouldn’t be long until the hunters
NordicsxAbused!Reader- Your SaviorsQuick note; I do not think child abuse is funny in any way or something to take lightly. It’s a serious and real issue.
You walked into your new kindergarten classroom, followed by your mom and dad, than stopped to look around. There were a bunch of kids sitting at the circular tables, all talking with each other. You were about to walk to the seat where you saw your name tag sitting at, but you were stopped by your father’s hand.
“Remember _________, if you misbehave or get in trouble, well...” he said, and made a fist with one of his hands while glaring at you. You gulped and nodded, knowing how seriously he took his threats. You than continued to walk to your place at a table, and took your seat while your parents left the room.
“Hello, I’m Mr. Yao. You must be __________,” someone said. You turned around to see your teacher, a tall man with black hair tied back in a ponytail, smiling at you.
“Hello,” you said,
Jack x Reader - A Night to Remember 1
Sneaking in through the nearest window I gently placed my feet on the wooden floors and quietly cursed to myself as the floor faintly creaked under my weight. Yes it was quiet, but to me every little breathe, creak, or even scuff echoed through the house like it was put on speaker phone for the whole world to hear. Of course that sounded the same to everyone who was doing something they knew they weren't suppose to be doing.
Nimbly climbing the stairs I smirked at how I made no sound before turning and making my way down the hall, scalpel in hand ready to slice someones throat open then feast on there insides. There were only two things standing in my way; a door made of oak, and a protective kitten named Twix. The door wasn't an issue since the lock wasn't set, but the second I creaked the door open the hiss of a kitten sounded from within the room. I wasn't a full monster, I had a heart for animals. Especially when it came to young ones, but
Grub!Karkat x Reader
…Karkat. Oh lord. I went to pick him up out of the basket by his cute wittle candy red grub body, only to have him bite the hell out of my finger. “HOLY SHIT OW GOD DAMN IT KARKAT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!?!?!” I screeched, sucking on the bitten finger while glaring right back at the little grub. His pure red eyes were kind of alarming though. I was about to punish him when I heard him sniffle. I sighed, dropped my hand, and gently massaged his head, being wary of his horns. When he started to purr, I carefully picked him up and held him to my chest, like you would a baby. I thought he might bite again, but he didn’t; he just snuggled up to me, while looking me directly in the eye. “Sleepy my little guy?” He squeaked, and began nibbling on my shirt. I silently giggled, and made my way to our bedroom. I slipped him into the slime after giving him a quick reminder to not ingest that crap,
F.A.C.E x Reader: Kirkland Family Reunion Pt 1
If you have yet read the first 3 F.A.C.E series please do before reading this fic. Thank you
You ran as fast as you could through the halls of the abandoned building. You heard footsteps getting louder. The coldness of the air was getting to you as you looked for a way out. You spotted a door as you ran for it but something or rather someone blocked your way.
“Hello, Poppet.” You saw the strawberry haired Britain with his bright blue eyes swirled with pink. He looked so much taller then you remembered. You started backing up when you heard the laughter of the redish brown haired American as he was holding his nail filled bat over his shoulder. You smelt the scent of cigarette smoke as you turned to see the sloppy Frenchman standing with the hockey stick wielding Canadian. They all looked taller then you remembered.
“Nowhere to go now.” Matt told you as the four started walking towards you closing the gaps for you to run. The laughter sunk in as the four
Teacher!Austria x Student!Reader : SymphonyWARNING: Lime-ish. Honestly, I don't know what to classify this as, but there's a bit of sexual touching. :iconpervyfranceplz:
A perfectly polished, glossy piano sat, waiting eagerly for your touch.
You sighed softly, running your fingertips over it.
You couldn't bring yourself to admit it, but you had begun to lose interest in your piano playing.
Nights were spent slaving over dozens of complex, advanced musical notes, but despite all your efforts and attempts to peak your interest, you still could not keep that once fiery, burning passion for your music.
This’ll be my last lesson with Mr. Edelstein, you thought with a hint of remorse.
Said man entered the room, nodding as you quickly sat down and prepared your music.
“Good afternoon, (Y/N).” He sat down in his chair, adjacent to the piano.
You couldn’t help but ogle his perfection, and the calm, melodic accent made him all the more desirable.
You gulped, chasing these inappropriate thou
EnglandxReader- Just My RoommateYou pulled your tattered (f/c) coat closer to you as you walked down the streets, lit only by lanterns. You were just wandering around aimlessly, not having anywhere else to go. Your parents had decided to kick you out and you didn’t have any friends since you had recently moved to this neighborhood. Your breath billowed out in clouds of steam and you rubbed your arms, this cold was not making your situation any better.
“Well, at least things can’t get any worse,” you muttered to yourself. Than you felt two people roughly put their hands on your shoulders. Me and my big mouth, you thought as they led you into a darkened alley. They turned you around and you saw to men in hoods, and a shadow was cast so you couldn’t make out their faces.
“Hand over your valuables and you don’t get hurt.” One of them growled, and you suppressed the urge to laugh. You had no valuables.
“I wish, but I don’t have anything. But if
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