AmericaXReader: Fantasy [Chapter 1] by TheRollingScones, literature
Literature
AmericaXReader: Fantasy [Chapter 1]
You hold back what would be a terribly loud and obnoxious laugh, closing the manga quickly. Tears stream down your face a little and you cover your mouth desperately. And once you calm down, you open the manga to that page again and nearly die of laughter once more. You hold it back, not wanting to wake up the rest of the house that was asleep at 12:07 AM.
Your eyes absorb the face of your favourite character of the whole manga series; America, from the infamous Axis Powers Hetalia. He wears the most ridiculous face ever in the panel that you can't help but stare at. And England disapprovingly pokes his head out from behind him in
:America: I Love You Dear, But I Cannot Marry You by Crysvic, literature
Literature
:America: I Love You Dear, But I Cannot Marry You
"I love you, dear, but I cannot marry you."
You, and everyone else in the class, looked up from writing down notes to give your Theater teacher a confused look. You and the rest of the class were in the middle or writing down the notes on the chalk board until he randomly said that...
Leaning over to whisper in your ear, Alfred said, "Just who exactly is Mr.Crazy-Pants talking to?"
Shrugging, you said, "Dunno..."
Finally, a girl who sat a few seats down hesitantly raised her hand and asked, "Uh, sir? What are you talking about?"
Mr.Johnson grew a big smile, happy that someone finally asked, "Glad you asked, honey." Standing up from the s
AmericaxReader : Horror Movie Marathon by Crysvic, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader : Horror Movie Marathon
You lightly knocked on the door to your best friends apartment, a bag from Circle K in each hand filled with many different chips and fattening sweets in them. You looked up at the sky. It was thick with gray clouds. You wondered if it was going to rain. "Alfy! Open!" You yelled after a minute, getting a bit impatient.
"What's the magic word?" You hear him call from inside.
You rolled your eyes, "Please?"
The door finally opened to reveal your annoying yet funny best friend. The blond smiled at you. "The word was actually soap, but I'll let you in for trying!"
You laughed as you walked in, "Thanks I guess." You placed the bags in the li
AlliesxChild!Reader: The Little Ally Pt. 1 by mikmik121, literature
Literature
AlliesxChild!Reader: The Little Ally Pt. 1
Your small body collapsed on the ground in fatigue of the muscles and mind. It has only been a few years since you have been tossed into the mess of a war by your boss. As a child. A young little nation that couldn't fend for herself.
Sure, a nation would never even dream of harming a young nation but the troops were under the control of their bosses. The bosses were in control of the countries. They wouldn't think twice about attacking anyone trespassing on their land.
Digging your nails into the ground, you let tears spill as you tried to keep moving away. Branches snapped behind you, making you fear that an enemy was
AlliesxChild!Reader: The Little Ally Pt. 2 by mikmik121, literature
Literature
AlliesxChild!Reader: The Little Ally Pt. 2
You screamed, opening your eyes quickly and gripping tightly onto the nation laying below you through the dark. They quickly woke up, enveloping you in a bug, warm hug. In fact, too big a hug to be Alfred.
"What is wrong little sunflower...?" A soft voice asked. You had seen this man, the tallest one in the room where Catterpillar-brows brought you in with platinum-blond hair.
"N-Nightmare..." You managed to say before sobs overcame your small body. The other Allies were at the mouth of the tent, feeling as if they were miles away from the crying little girl in Russia's arms.
He dared not ask why you were so ups
AmericaxReader: Horror Movies by mikmik121, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader: Horror Movies
"I-I told you...I can get my own...!"
"Common, it's not gunna bite 'cha!" Alfred waved around the little, red spoonful of ice-cream in front of you.
Yesterday, you plainly agreed to go watch a movie with America, even though he would put on a horror movie. But when you came over, he was sitting on his couch with a small, red spoon in his mouth and a small-scale (and I mean small) tub of ice-cream in his hand. Apparently, Häagen-Dazs made these little things with a spoon built in on the top of the cap for maximum enjoyment.
He was eating some weird flavor called dulce de leche and he immediately picked up on
AmericaxReader: Sleep-Talking by mikmik121, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader: Sleep-Talking
You rested your (h/c) head on America's shoulder gently. He insisted on you coming overnight to watch the 'Star Wars' marathon on TV but he didn't even make it through the second movie.
But sci-fi movies were cool with you, even if the person beside you had fallen asleep in the midst of it. The fourth movie was on and it was hilarious seeing the lame special-effects compared to the previous movie.
Turning slightly, you scanned America's face; he looked so peaceful, almost like a big child. Giggling a bit, a small blush ran across your cheeks and you rested on his shoulder again,"Hey America..."
He didn't budge.
AmericaxReader: By My Side by mikmik121, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader: By My Side
"How am I supposed to tell her?" America sat there with his best friend England beside him,"I mean...she's probably really mad at me right now."
England sighed a bit in defeat. He had been at this for a few hours now.
You see, you and America have been best friends for as long as the two of you could remember. But only recetly, he had been having mixed feelings about you.
America went to England to ask him about help. And of course, England really had no idea about what to do or what to say.
Truthfully, America didn't know how he was feeling. It was so hard talking to you a
AmericaxReader: Just For Her To Be Happy by mikmik121, literature
Literature
AmericaxReader: Just For Her To Be Happy
The snow was piled high around your home, shimmering in the moonlight above. Looking out the window, you sighed, holding your chest.
You were awaiting the arrival of your long-time friend America. England was expecting you at his home this year and unable to object, America expected you to come along.
That's how you found yourself thowing on a georgous red dress with gold embroidery running down the side. Fishnet stockings of jet black coloring ran down your legs to a pair of 3-inch heels. The heels were as red as the dress you wore and wrapped around your foot from the back but stayed below the ankle. Kn
AlliesxChild!Reader: The Little Ally Pt. 3 by mikmik121, literature
Literature
AlliesxChild!Reader: The Little Ally Pt. 3
As you came to, you expected Alfred's arms to be wrapped around you, your body on his with his stomach raising and dropping you. But rather than muscular arms and (a chubby) stomach, you were laying in a bed, someone's pencil-like arms around you.
People were talking silently in the room, probably only two people at least. Their voices were unfamiliar and hushed, as of trying to keep from awakening you. The second you opened your eyes, you realized you weren't in the same tent as you fell asleep in. Beside you lay a man, light-brown hair with a curl sticking from the side.
Pushing him away, you squeaked in fear. This mu