Alliecat929

America x reader:Thunderstorms Reader pov~ ‘Why does (b/n) have to bring over his damn friends!’ I closed my book and grabbed my phone headphones from my nightstand. I then proceeded to look through my music and finally decided on Fourth of July by Fall Out Boy. ‘Might as well sleep’ I thought to myself as I closed my eyes. ~*~*~*~*~*Timeskip of writer’s block~*~*~*~*~*~* I was woken up by my door creaking open and someone sneaking into my room. Since it was dark there was no way to make out the person’s face. From looking at the silhouette, the mystery person was male. When the person turned around my (e/

You lay sandwiched between two red-headed devils on a lazy summer afternoon. Hikaru had his arms looped around your waist, your back to his chest. Kaoru's head rested by your collar bone as he lay on top of you. You didn't mind. This is what the three of you did almost every weekend when you had nothing to do. You loved staring up at your ceiling, trying to keep your breath in time with both brothers. You know that most girls at Ouran would kill to be where you are right now, after all, you were technically "in bed" with two of Ouran's most popular boys. But, you didn't see it that way. You had known the twins for almost a year now with your

Third Born KyoyaxReader "(y/n)~!!" Groaning, you hurried down the red carpeted steps of your family's newest estate. "You look gorgeous, young mistress." one of the maids greeted you. "Thank you, Ayumi." you murmured, hoping she heard. To be honest, you weren't happy with what your parents insisted you wore to the dinner party. It was a dark red dress, cinched and the waist, and down to your knees. You struggled to run in your black flats, the heels of it clicking on the marble floor of the mansion. "Hurry up, (y/n)!" your older sister, Reika, hollered from the limo. "I'm trying!" you shot back, your curled (h/c) hair fluttering behind yo

  The Skilled Art of Flirting! Warning: Hetalia men are flirting with YOU! Also there are a few curse words! “Ravioli, ravioli!” Veneziano cheered and served the pasta. “Bella, won’t you give me your numberoli?” “That’s so cute, Veneziano. You made number and ravioli rhyme!” You giggled at his silly pick up line. Francis sat down beside you and put his arm around your shoulder. His sultry voice mumbled low into your ear. “If you chose him, he’ll make you breakfast every day, but if you chose me, I’ll be your breakfast every day. Je t’aime.” “Wine bastard!

  The Skilled Art of Flirting 2: 2p!fem!reader x 2p!hetalia Warning: There’s a few curse words, inappropriate language, and some sexual innuendos.   “I’d like to hit every base with you.” Allen whispered into my ear. His hand traveled down my waist down to my hips. “No thanks.” I said sternly. I pushed him aside and walked on. Wang Zao (2p China) ran up beside me. “Ni Hao, _______! I thought I’d let you know that you’re more addicting than opium. You butt is kinda good looking too.” Zao said. “Leave me alone!” I growled. Zao backed off, but followed. “UGH!

THEME #2: LAW (SPECIAL) “STOP IN THE NAME OF THE LAW!” “Since when has that ever worked on me, Alfred!?” You shouted back over your shoulder, sprinting around another corner as you did so, grinning like a maniac the entire time. “Why don’t you just give up already!?” A breathless laugh escaped your lips, and another glance back showed you that Officer Jones, Kirkland, Williams, and the older Vargas were the closest ones to your current location. “Pick up the pace, ladies!” You mocked, “I’m ahead of you by sixty feet! You’re losing it!” Italian cursing reached you

Chapter 13 - Hercules “Now, at last, my son, you can come home.” The gates behind Arthur and the other gods opened. Italy cheered, hugging his annoyed sister, him having a gold crown and Fem Romano having a silver one. He must have been Apollo. His sash was a light brown, while his sister’s was amber. Spain also cheered loudly, slinging an arm around Gilbert’s shoulder, a goblet of wine in his other hand. He was obviously Dionysus. His sash was a dark green. Finally, Hungary had her hands entwined with Austria’s, as she joined the cheering. She had white, dove feathers braided into her hair, her sash a light gre

Hetalia X Claustrophobic!Reader: Seven minutes in heaven-Germany  You pulled out a german flag and Germany kind of shyly walked up to you with blush on his cheeks. "I really am not a fan of this game." you said. "Neither am I." Germany said. "Then we don't really have to do this do we?" you asked. "Yes, stop whining and get in." America said throwing you in the closet. Germany walked in silently by himself then the door locked. You felt the bump on your head cursed under your breath. "_____ did you just not vant to play vith me?" Germany asked. "No your a really nice guy, I have another reason for not wanting to be in here." you said bangin

You sighed as you stared disappointedly at your mark from the French test you took last week. Although, you weren't exactly the only one sighing, as you heard your friend Alfred groan next to you, you knew that you weren't the only one who failed. Slowly, without Alfred realising, you looked over at Matthew, his twin brother, who was shyly smiling at himself, probably because he was one of the few who passed. The reason why you didn't want Alfred to know you were looking at his twin was because, well you had a crush on Matthew and you just knew that if Alfred found out he'd tease you to no end. Although eventually he did find out, and as you