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Spain X Reader- 7 Minutes in HeavenYou were at one of Alfred's parties and you were annoyed over the edge, along with Arthur. You and Arthur were dragged by the happy American to this whole thing and you two were sure not enjoying it at all. Just then a hat was showed into your face by a grinning American.
"Pick up a thing, [Name]!!!" he yelled like an idiot. You groaned, but picked something anyway, knowing that he won't give up that easy. As you picked something from the hat you saw that it is a little tomato. You're eyes wided when you saw it and you knew very well who it was.
"Hey yo!!! Antonio! [Name] got you for 7 minutes in heaven!" Alfred shouted, making you blush. You see, you had a huge crush on the hot Spaniard, but you were to shy and in a simple word, a tsundere, to admit your feelings to him. You were much like Romano, tsundere, stubborn and a foul mouthed girl. You were pulled out of your thoughts when someone tapped your shoulder, it was Antonio!
"Hello there, chica~...Lets go!~" he said with a charming
2P!England x Reader- getting togetherParty and rockin' on was what you loved. You never did something if you didn't wanted. Been yourself was the trick that helped you go in life. Right now you were again at Al's crazy partys. He may be a douche and a jackass most of the times, but it was fun hanging out with him and seeing him been beat up by his Canadian brother. You always wondered how this two could live together and in the same house. Taking a shot from your beer and cheering you saw a boy on the couch, sulking in depression.
If you couldn't tolerate something, then drespression was it. You were cheer-full, easy going and confident. Drepression was your worst enemy and seeing others sad and down wasn't something easy. Headstrong like you were, you walked to the boy, then you recognized him. It was Oliver from your cooking class and also Al's and Matt's cousin.
"Hey Olie!" you yelled with happiness in his voice. He looked at you and from what you could tell he was trying to hide his sad face with one of his happy grin
England X Reader- American like confessionYou were on your way to your friend, Arthur or like you loved to call him, Iggy. You loved to go to his house with your skateboard. Well, you loved to go on your skateboard everywhere. The true was that you loved your British friend with al of your heart, but you and him were like chocolate and vanillia; fire and water. Strange is that you two understood each other very well, even thought you were opposites of him.
After a long way, you finally reached his house. It was a very sunny day, so he would normally be in his garden or on his porch drinking tea and reading a book. You looked everywhere, but he wasn't anywhere in sight. Maybe he was at the store or God knows where. It was weird that you hoped he wouldn't be with a girl. Looks like someone is jelly, huh? You were going to face palm yourself when you heard a familiar voice. It was Arthur! The question was where was he?
"Up here, love!" you looked up and saw him on the balcony taking care of his flowers. Damn! You forgot that he h
Hetalia Paint It White! Script 2America: Okay dude's its time to kick ass! As the heroes we'll intercept their lame attack with mad skills.
America: Oh Crap!
Russia: Ha ha ha.. Now you can see what happens when you play with big unstable guns..... Or Maybe Not
China: We will stop them at Red Cliffs! ... Suck Ball! I knew fortune cookie was full of bad lie.
England: Bastards! You're dealing with a former pirate now!
France: What kind of bland is not a crime? Why do you not express any kind of individuality. Unfortunately trying to make me bland is unforgivable, so consider yourself Punished...... Noo!!
Germany: Do not allow them to come anywhere close to us. Understood?
German Men: Understood
Germany: Here they come.......
Italy: Germany! Germany! I know I say this alot, but this time i really mean it! Please Germany! Help Me! Help me! Help me! Help me!
German Man: Germany! We got trouble! The Enemy is attacking!
Germany: Ah! Why!?
America Boss: It sounds like those pranksters in Hawaii
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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