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Wonderland: *Turns on Ipad and logs into Wattpad* O.O... [AAHHHHH!!!!] England: (Was drinking tea, that Wonderland prepared beforehand) *Is now having a hard swallowing the warm tea and spits it out* *Coughs* What the bloody H*ll!? Wonderland: *Rushes downstairs with the Ipad * England! England: *Still coughing* What is it Rose? Wonderland: Look! *Shows IPad on Ask and Dare Wonderland with the Nations'* England: *Looks at the Views* O.O! What! It's Today!?! Wonderland: *Nods frantically* There wasn't any dares, or questions asked for the special!!! England: What!? Wait! I have an Idea! Wonderland: What is your idea, Dear?! Englan

Yandere!2P!America Yandere!Reader         Heels jived along with the tune, fringes swaying along with the sleek bodies in their dresses. Cigarette smoke hung in the air like a fog, various drinks in the hands of bar patrons. A swing band played on a squat dark wood stage that was frame by a heavy red curtain. In the corner, a man in a fedora and sunglasses sat alone with a whiskey in hand; his suit jacket was hung on the back of his chair, his left arm with its elbow draped over the back along with it.            “Hey, Al,” said a woman with a heavy Jersey accent as she waded over to him, a long scarf arranged over her bare el

It is an usual day for the nations, as they are in a meeting again. And of course the meeting is quite pointless, since they never accomplished anything. What is unusual is that United States of America or Alfred is a little bit distant and blushing. But everyone is too busy with their arguments or fights to notice the american is a little bit more quiet. Except a certain ex-nation, who is looking observant at his friend. Normally Gilbert wouldn't noticed this behaviour, but the albino man knows what is going on with the normally loud man. This weird behaviour has been around for several months. You see the young american is in love and badly

Bedtime Stories With Grandpa Rome- Austria X Reader addition      The large nation with thick locks of curly brown hair and muscles defining his perfect body wrapped his arms around a tiny you. He rocked you in his soft embrace, giving you a merry smile as he stared into your eyes as you looked up at him with a pout sat on your face. You did not want to go to bed; instead, you wanted to stay up late with Grandpa Rome and listen to his tales of battle and love.      "Come on (Name), it's bed time now~ You will be tired in the morning if you don't get enough sleep!" Grandpa Rome stated before

“Honestly, Jack, what did you expect?” “Something better than this, I reckon.” You can see how his nervousness seeps into him and turns his fingers to wood; he stops to look around before his hands shove his remaining belongings onto the counter. “Thing is,” he continues through his scarf, setting down a broad arm, “that I don’t really think they thought anything of us before now. We could strut around doing God-knows-what and the watchmen couldn’t sniff us out if they tried. It should’ve stayed like that.” He grins but you’re now reluctant to reciprocate, for as you le

     “I’m home,” you called as the door closed behind you, the click of the latch both satisfying and disturbing; if you could only be free behind locked doors, what sort of freedom was it really?    A sad echo of your voice was the only response you received; concern crept into your system as you dropped your bag and kicked your shoes off, met only by the sound of silence.      “Natalya?”    Your footsteps were quieter than the irrational pounding of your heart as you slowly delved further into your house, checking each room. With each door that opened to an empty room, a fist of apprehension tightened aro

Ponytail [2P!Canada||Matt Williams]            “A-Are you sure you wanna do this, Mattie?” you asked quietly. You had scissors poised around your boyfriend’s cute little ponytail, he was determined to have it hacked off.              “Yeah, I’m sure. Just cut it off already,” he grunted, you heard the wooden stool he was on groan as he dug in his fingers.            Your hand with the scissors twitched, you really didn’t want to do this. You loved his silky, dirty blonde hair how it was. You thought he did too, what triggered the sudden change of heart? You pulled the scissors away and sighed, &#

 Golden Sight (Part 1/2) :Tang Dynasty!China x Blind!Reader: Yao sighed wearily to himself as he approached the village. He was traveling for three days on his horse to the said village, only to get ambushed by a couple of thieves who were waiting to attack any unsuspecting travelers on their way. However, the Chinese man was fierce and he happened to have his Dao, a single edged long sword, to counter against the attacks. Though he was able to fend off the thieves with his nimbleness and great accuracy, he realized that his horse companion had been stolen while he was distracted. Shrugging off the loss, he continued on his journey to the

The sky erupted into blinding white for a split second before returning to inky blackness. Rain poured relentlessly and hammered at the windows and roof as though trying to gain entry. A low, moaning rumble followed. Within seconds, the lights in Arthur Kirkland’s house – all the lights – were swiftly and unexpectedly extinguished, plunging the whole property into complete darkness. Inside the house, the occupant of the study gave out a frustrated sigh and raised his bushy eyebrows in exasperation – not that anyone could see the gesture in such blackness. The sound of wood brushing against wood followed by a jumbled r

http://www.smule.com/recording/traditional-happy-birthday-to-you/302052402_473934503 Birthday Memories {StoryWay} Wonderland was the only one who probably remembered his birthday... She came in the afternoon, after helping her cousin and the bloody frog with the decorations for America's birthday, on Canada's birthday. [{And Begin!}] Wonderland: *Rings door bell* Matthew, dear! Are you home? [Silence] Wonderland: Oh no... *Sighs* I guess I have to either fine another way in... { Break the Door Down }   { Trespass Through the Back } { Wait a Little Longer } [Break the Door Route ? ]  [{🌹}] Wonderland:  Alright... Are you s

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You walked down the street, nowhere really you had to be you just were strolling. "I don't want to ever see you face Alfred!" you heard someone yell from the ally you were passing you look to see a short blonde man being thrown to the ground. Without thinking you ran to the man. "don't waste your time on that piece of-" he was interrupted by your fist as it made contact to his face. "R-Ricky?" said the man lying on the floor. Ricky had fallen from shock at what you did, you went back to the man lying on the floor his nose was bleeding and it looked broken. "What's your name!" you asked him. "M-Matthew Williams." "Here ill take you to the hosp

~Chapter 42~ Beyond the light veil of mostly undisturbed snow and dead leaves, a thin line jiggled its way through the white sheet like a worm burrowing horizontally through the surface. You were doing your best to keep up despite recovering but a few hours ago, now trudging after your guide in a similar manner as an elk drunk on fermented fruit. Your stability had improved since then, but you were still struggling to keep yourself in a straight line to minimize traveling distance. At the same time, some of the questions that had otherwise lay dormant in your shaken mind finally came to fruition, most being about the fate of your traveling

 Ha, a friend has been bugging me, to put it mildly, to make a songfic with the song "Look Through Heaven's Eyes" in the Movie  The Prince of Egypt so I got off my lazy arse and did it. ARE YOU HAPPY? ____________________________________________________ Awkwardly, you sat among the many tourists in the now ice cold air of the Egyptian Desert staring at the Tour guide, Guputa. As he spoke his eyes wandered to yours and you quickly averted them to the pyramids in the distance. "I've told you enough about my home, have I not?"He said, clapping his hands together. Murmurs of agreement followed though they sounded pleased. "How about I ge

Three weeks later... "For the last time, would you kindly cram an English muffin in it and let me finish what I was going to say?!" "I would, if I thought it was worth any of our time!" "You're just arguing with me for the sake of arguing, as usual!" "No, I'm trying to spare everyone here the unnecessary waste of time this proposal would be." ________'s eyes flashed, and everyone sank a little lower in their chairs. Ludwig's eyebrow twitched. Feliciano cowered in his seat. Alfred sighed exasperatedly and lowered his chin onto his arms crossed on the table. Francis chortled bemusedly to himself. "You're being unreasonable!" _______ got t

~The Queen of Ravens~ “Check.” The raven queen stood erect and unrelenting against the measly white king. She had him surrounded. There was only one move he could have thought of, but even then, it would take only five more turns before you would have him trapped in your grasp again. Thankfully, the King of Swans was not the brightest of the rulers. “Ah, you have me,” he laughed and leaned back in his chair. Behind him, his advisor and good friend looked down on the chessboard with lightless, calculating eyes and an exasperated look on his face. Being the more sensible of the Swans, he knew the kind of game you were