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2P! Italy X Reader   You were walking home after a long day in school. Ugh. This kid wouldn't stop staring at you. He had //pretty// magenta eyes, dark russet hair, and a strange curl on the right side of his head that seemed to despise gravity. There was something about him that gave you the shivers and so you tried to stay away from him. Yet.... There was also something that wanted you to get to know him better. Yet you didn't.   So now you were walking up the steps into your house, which felt colder than normal. Oh yeah! You remembered that your mom was on a business trip. You lived alone with her since your dad died, and you were an only

~Sterkt lys~ *Viking!Norway X Reader* Rough lips latching hotly onto soft skin,finger tips digging into delicate flesh receiving a painful,still pleasurable gasp,the Norwegian proudly claimed his lover. Of course his ally wouldn't be too happy about him getting back with his promised one,but it wasn't as if Lukas cared.He was to face his whole tribe if he had to in order to keep (Name) safe and by his side. The blonde thought he wanted it at first just because it was his father's will,because he did that in order to gain an alliance through marriage.But as time passed by and the thrist of loving his beautiful fiancee was enough of a proof h

   It had been almost 6 months since you passed on, sadly it was too young for you to die, one day you were walking home and strong winds came, it was so strong it pulled you out onto the road and a car hit you, you died in the hospital, everyone was sad, your family, your friends, and the one you loved, Lovino. Everyone was acpecting the fact that you are no longer living in this world, but Lovino.    He was still derpessed by your passing, his brother and friends tired to cheer him up but nothing worked. He also felt guilty too. He never got to say those four special words to you, words that he should he told you a long time ago. One day

    You were on your way home from work when you decided to go to a coffee shop. In the process of waiting for your coffee to be made, you ran into a certain friend. Who was that friend? Well, it was your italian friend, Romano. So, you decided to say hi. That "hi" turned into a full blown conversation with him. It was rare for him to be talkative to someone and carry a long conversation, or at least, not get pissed in the process. To be honest, he doesn't get mad at you, for you were his best friend. Since you two haven't talked in a while, that supposed to be that five minute greet-and-go, turned into a one hour conversation. You two talke

You let out a long sigh as you exited out of the meeting room “These meeting’s are absolutely pointless…” You made your way down the long corridor “[Name]! [Name]! [Name] [Name] [Name]!” You stop walking and turn around only to be tackled by a large figure “Ow! That hurt Mathias!” You knocked the Dane on the head He had a large grin planted on his mouth, wider than ever. “Guess what I got my hands on~” Now that he said something, you noticed he was holding something behind his back You raised your eyebrows, then furrowed them “What another pastry? Because if it is I&

You were shocked that Lukas was missing. "We need to find him!" Tino said. "But how? We don't have any clue to where he is!" You said. "I think that we should start searching for him at his house." Tino said. "But I already searched for him there!" Mathias said. "You were searching for him alone so I bet that you didn't get the chance to search the whole house." Tino said. "Yeah, I guess. I really don't like my little brother missing." Mathias said while scratching his head. The three of you left the house (Of course you changed your clothes and stuff) and then went straight to the Norwegian's house. By the time you got there, Mathias bang

~Prove You Wrong~ 2P!England's POV "Oh butters!" I shouted as the lean to I had buildt fell over again. I was on my own, never to return to the mean glares of the towns people and the rude things they said about me. "Look at his weird blue eyes! That's not normal!" "And look at his ridiculous clothes! Pink and baby blue? What a freak!" I learned that things were not going to get better, so I left. My parents died when I was quite young, so I had no one to defend me. I put up with the tauntings and the bullyings for 12 years, but now, at the age of 17, I decided enough was enough, packed my bags, and left. "Maybe this wasn't such a bril