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Crackfics and Drabbles
97 deviations
Literature
Whimpering Angel, Prologue
'Where am I?' The young girl thought slowly open her eyes everything is still a blur as she could see someone starring at her, she found herself in what look like a cage. She can't move her body as if it was heavy...then she felt a pain in her ear...someone had place something in her ear. "There...let's see how they feel if there daughter is missing...and dead." The man cover the cage with blanket as the girl watch as the man shadow is talking to someone. "There, she's all yours..." "Okay here..." The other man voice was soft but yet calm. As the person who put her here left, the person look back at the cage and slowly lifted it. "Oh you poor dear, he didn't hurt you did he?" He cherish her as the girl whimper, her fear slowly rises as tears ran down. "L-Let me go...p-please don't hurt me..." Was all she could say and feeling her voice sore. The person in front of her is a male with cotton pink hair, baby blue eyes, pale skin with freckles. He wore what look like a shoulder
Crossovers
150 deviations
Literature
Silence. Denmark x Reader
Heartbeats and breaths matched.
Warmed and chilled fingers constantly entangling against each other.
Footsteps gave a rhythm syncopation.
His keys jingling as the two of them hurry to seek shelter in this rain.
Stopping underneath a bus stop, he held her hands closer to his face and blew on them. A smile made its way to (Name)'s face, which he also mirrored when her fingers lightly traced the faint freckles underneath his eyes.
Matthias continued to warm up her hands with his own as he kept an eye on the rain. He inwardly cursed himself for not listening to his roommate's suggestion of bringing an umbrella.
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DenmarkXReader
200 deviations
Literature
100 Themes Challenge: #43: Wrath
Theme #43: Wrath
Character: Gupta Muhammad Hassan
Humans loved to tell stories about the old gods, write entire novels and films exaggerating the curses. Humans thrived on false explanations for the past, often mocking those who pursued the truth, tried to change the “facts” from fictitious ramblings into something coherent and sincere.
Humans acted like it was a joke- the stories of heroes defying death, tales of beings with the power to reshape the entire cosmos.
Some of the younger nations laughed, too.
They would never understand.
They would never know how close to reality the stories actually were. They would never be
EgyptXReader
7 deviations
Literature
england x reader: hyacinthus
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He has known no greater ally than the Darkness.
The Night is always willing to shroud those who seek her, embracing them softly in shadow, gracing them with a soft step and clear path.
He himself has been dancing with her for centuries, their steps so intimate and familiar that he needn't lift a finger for his requests to be recognised.
A shift in the clouds painted his destined path in moonlight, a rustle moving through the trees as the shadows breathed with him, a tangible mass of energy sharing his intent.
This time, he couldn't care less for stealth, had no concerns at the risk of being detected too quickly.
But his Lady would alw
EnglandXReader
1787 deviations
Literature
Notebooks + Coffee [Teacher!Estonia x Shy!Reader]
Ah…this class…
If someone went up to you and asked you your feelings for the subject taught in class 2-A, you predicted that you answer would be somewhere around… ‘I have no idea,’ or something around that. Then again, someone would have to walk up and even bother to ask you a question and you would have to somehow become social and speak your mind.
Yeah…not happening.
Walking into the classroom, you sat as silently as you could over at your assigned seat as started up your computer. Taking out all the supplies needed for computer programming class, a worn out old notebook crammed
EstoniaXReader
16 deviations
Literature
Male!Beijing x City!Reader |Hmph|
"WANG JIALONG!!!!!!!" you shouted, looking for your boyfriend. "COME OUT THIS INSTANT!!"
You heard him snicker from behind the couch, you tackled him once you got close enough and pulled the hairtie from his head, "Thats what you get for taking MY cookie!" you declared, Jialong's long black hair was sprawled across the floor and you straddled him.
"Dammit." he cursed, "Hold on.. gerrof me." Jialong groaned, covering his eyes.
"Andrew get up this instant!" you say, getting off him.
"You know I don't like it when you call me by my english name." he mutter, sitting up. "I need to call my counterpart, give me a moment." you pouted, eyes flash
ExtraXReader
11 deviations
Literature
Merwy Kwistmas (Finland x Child! Reader)
Little baby (name) is just five years old. Her biological parents died when she was two and was thrown into foster care ever since. But luckily the month before Christmas she was adopted by two really great guys, Tino. This would be her first Christmas is a truly Loving home.
"Auntie? What do you think would be a good gift for daddy?," Little you ask your aunt Karina as you climbed into her lap.
"I don't know little one. How about something handmade?," She suggested.
"Like what?," you asked.
"Maybe a picture. After all this is your new permanent family," she replied as she hugged you tight.
"Okay! Thank you!," you squealed before returning t
FinlandXReader
51 deviations
Literature
France X Reader- Pluvieux
Dot a dot dot.
The hardwood was chilly beneath you.
Dot a dot dot.
The greyed sunlight tried desperately to caress you, seeking an opening through each crevice, gently pressing against your arched back.
Dot a dot dot.
The windows were misted, your forehead resting against the glass as weary eyes traced patterns in the soil beyond, squinted as you glanced up into the horizon swirling in smoke and abalone.
Dot a dot dot.
The rain is good, you ventured. The rain brings life to the gardens, gives life and hope to all the creatures sharing the same sky.
Dot a dot dot.
But after one of the wettest years on record, with no end to this warmt
FranceXReader
351 deviations
Literature
2p!reader x 2p!Germania-I blame you (prologue)
"When I look into the faces of our graduates, I see respectable and disciplined young men and women ready for what life brings and only wanting to enrich their lives further."
You rubbed your eyes as you tried your hardest not to nod off during the principal's graduation speech. You've been going to this military school since sixth grade. After deciding that at eleven you were just too much for them to deal with, your parents shipped you off here. They've been paying thousands of dollars every year since to keep you here. They'd come to see you, but you always bullshitted through their visits. You wanted as little to do with them as possible
GermaniaXReader
5 deviations
Literature
germany x reader: suaimhneas
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The rhythmic ticking of the cuckoo clock pendulum was among the first sounds to greet you, a grounding familiarity that quickly eased away some of the lingering fears from your dreams.
You sighed quietly, closing your eyes as you steadied your breath, hyper-aware of the room around you-
The clamminess of your skin, the faint scent of pine, the wall of warmth just beside you, the steady repetition of his breaths.
You longed to pursue more sleep; the moonlight trailing across the duvet told you that it had to be just past midnight, perhaps even one o'clock. But sleep was a finicky mistress, slipping away from your grasp with each passing
GermanyxReader
542 deviations
Literature
Greece x Reader - Cookies and Hot Cocoa
Greece x Reader – Cookies and Hot Cocoa
It was a cloudy day.
It had been this way since early morning, and the afternoon wasn’t that different from hours before. It was cloudy, and if you happened to walk outside unprepared, the cold would freeze you out. It was a lazy day, a lazy weekend. After staring at some random stuff on the internet on your phone for some minutes, you decided to call your friend to pass the time with you.
You searched for Heracles’ name on your phone’s contacts list.
Heracles opened his eyes slowly and sighed. He extended his hand, searching for his buzzing phone in the middle of the mess o
GreeceXReader
74 deviations
Literature
Someone Special {Hong Kong x Reader}
Happy birthday, ~XWesterners-aruX (https://www.deviantart.com/xwesterners-arux)!
~*~*~*~*~*
A puff of breath could be seen every few seconds as (Name) walked down the street, her hands stuffed into the pockets of her winter coat.
How much longer was the cold going to last? It seemed like every week it snowed at least an inch. A gust of wind blew past her, and she pulled her scarf up higher in vain to cover more of her face.
Just a little bit longer and she’d finally be home.
Normally she would have just driven her car, but (Name) made the silly mistake of forgetting to fill it up with gas. Now it was just stuck in the driveway, a lonely heap of metal.
Finally reaching he
Hong KongXReader
40 deviations
HungaryXReader
26 deviations
Literature
The Son of the Sea - Dragon!Iceland x Reader
~ The Overture ~
. . .
"Mm . . ."
. . .
A soft murmur pierced the clockwork rumble of the carriage's wheels treading over the rocky path. The weary traveler stirred in his sleep, craning his neck to lean on the walls of the lush, velvet lined carriage. So accustomed was this traveler used to the periodic jolts and jumps of the thin wooden wheels as it rolled over stones and pebbles, shards of steel and whatnots. It was no surprise that this creature was able to sleep soundly even throughout any peace or chaos.
. . .
"Nngh . . ."
. . .
The traveler stirred again; agitated by the absence of the rocky path's playful shoves as the carriag
IcelandXReader
103 deviations
Literature
Contest Entry - IndiaxReader
It troubled you to see your normally jovial and cheerful friend so quiet and reclusive. You gently touched Prem's [1] shoulders, and he jumped slightly under your touch.
"Hey…Prem, are you okay?" You asked, genuinely concerned for him.
He simply nodded. "Yeah...I'm okay."
You took a seat on the bench next to him. "You're not okay, Prem. I know..."You sighed. "I can tell."
He turned towards you, his warm brown eyes wide with emotion. It shocked you, somewhat. You'd never seen him like this – quiet, wordless...
He blinked, as he bit his lip and then shook his head. You sat there, frozen, and unsure of what to do. Here was your be
IndiaXReader
1 deviation
Literature
Ireland x Reader: Eejit
You sighed as you woke up to the sound of your alarm clock.
It was the 17th of March and you knew perfectly well what were so special about that day.
It was St Patrick’s day. The day that your friend Seamus would take any chance he got to make you kiss him.
Like that's ever gonna happen.
He always did that, it was kind of like a tradition. Almost.
Usually, you would say that it was stupid and childish of him to do such a thing, but now you weren't too sure anymore. You quickly shook off the idea and began to get yourself dressed. The thought that you maybe didn’t mind if he kissed you… No, that was absurd.
You put on a
IrelandXReader
6 deviations
Literature
veneziano x reader: papaveroideae
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Curious fingers curled on bare skin, teasing the juncture of your shoulder and neck.
He felt a small smile blossom at your annoyance, taking just a minute’s pause from your work to scowl at him, eyes narrowed in agitation, before you once more turned back to your laptop, eyes carefully reading through the most recent messages from your coworkers.
He sighed to himself, listless, bored.
He loved having you home, really he did, but half the time your focus was elsewhere, thoughts constantly flickering back to the outside world, claimed by others who, in his opinion, didn’t deserve even a second of your time.
But you were resolute
ItalyxReader
417 deviations
Literature
Japan X Reader | The Gift
Alone in his room, a short, Japanese man was packing a suitcase, looking at it with much more focus than he should be. Though, he was not focused on the packing, but instead lost in his own thoughts about his trip.
This man was named Kiku Honda, and he was going to be travelling back to Japan, his home country, for a business trip. However, this would be the first time he would be going on a trip without his precious (Name). (Name) is his girlfriend, the sweetest person he has ever met and the love of his life. He was going to be gone for a month, without her.
She understood of course, so that was not the reason he was so nervous. He has ne
JapanXReader
313 deviations
LatviaXReader
28 deviations
Literature
~My Friend~ Liechtenstein x Male!Reader (Part 1)
(M/N) - Male name
(H/C)- hair color
(E/C)- eyes color
(S/C) - skin color
(F/F) - favorite flower
--Your POV---
" .... And she should be in bed before 8:00, or I won't be afraid to skewer your head to a stick after shooting you," Switzerland glared at you, with his eyes sharper than daggers. You staggered back at his hostile gesture, but you managed to sputter out a weak laugh. "S-sure, Vash." You were the only one who would dare use the country's human name, but Vash had grown used to it.
He slung his gun over his shoulder and let out a small sigh. You could see the uncertainty hiding in his eyes. It was his first time leaving the side of h
LichtensteinXReader
21 deviations
Literature
Next to You. Lithuania x Reader
Would you believe me if I told you that Toris Laurinaitis had crushed over a married woman?
Well, she wasn't married at the time he felt something for her.
Toris didn't even know her name, but it was quite a shock to him after he saw her again after all these years.
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This brown-headed fellow, throughout his years worth of commute, saw the very thing that kept him up and about in the mornings to his school and to work. It was a certain (colour)-headed lady who rode the same public transportation as him.
It was just a random thing. She was just another passenger, but on seeing her familiar face the next day made him expe
LithuaniaXReader
48 deviations
Memes
43 deviations
Literature
The stereotypes song: Mexico
The stereotypes song: Mexico
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And I love Mexicans. The way they mow my lawn.
They all got 100 kids 'cause they don't know how to put a condom on.
Uh huh. ‘Cause that's the way they role.
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Now you were at home waiting for Mexico to come over and mow your lawn. You check your notebook and look at all the questions you will ask Mexico once he finishes mowing your lawn
DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG
You get up once you hear the doorbell, you open the door and see Mexico standing there wi
MexicoXReader
1 deviation
Literature
Netherlands x Reader: How To Quit Smoking (RQ)
Husband!Netherlands x Wife!Reader: How To Quit Smoking
____ glared at her husband. He was doing it again: Smoking. She knew why - he'd always done it. She knew that he was stressed because of his work at the moment, and the smoking calmed him down.
But she hated it.
It made their home smell like tobacco, him taste like tobacco and it was actually really dangerous.
What if they ever had a kid? Would he continue then?
____ sighed, she needed to do something about this. Or she'd go crazy.
A plan began to form in her mind and she snickered a little to herself. 'Be prepared, Tim van der Berg, 'cause here I come!'
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Some time later ____ p
NetherlandsXReader
50 deviations
Hong KongXReader40
