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2p America x Male!Reader(y/n) panted as he ran through the house. For once he was scared of the one he loved. He ran into a closet hoping America wouldn't find him. It seemed God wasn't on his side. America pulled him out of the closet and grinned at him. "Hello babe."
America's vision went red as he began to hit (y/n) with his bat. When the red left his vision America realized what he had done. (y/n)'s (h/c) was matted with blood. The blood was still coming from a crack in his skull. "What have I done?"
America stood in front of (y/n)'s grave. It had been five years since America had killed him. Although some of the other 2ps tried to make him feel better it didn't help. (y/n) was gone and no one could change that fact.
"Excuse me sir are you alright?" America looked to his right and saw a young boy with (h/c) and (e/c) eyes. He couldn't have been older than five. "I'm fine," Alfred said. "Then why are you crying?" the boy asked. America blinked and for the first time noticed the tears going down
Brother!KirKlands x Male!Reader x Germany Part 3*The Next Morning*
England woke up to the door being knocked on repeatedly. Grumbling, he went downstairs and opened the door to reveal the rest of the Allies and the Axis. "What do you want?" the sleepy Brit asked. "We came to get to know (y/n) better," America said, pushing past England. England let the others come in before closing the door. "Well you'll have to wait. He should be up right now but he's probably playing his piano and he doesn't like to be interrupted."
Scotland, Ireland, and Wales came down the stairs and were surprised to see their guests. "What are all of ye doin' here?" Scotland asked. England explained to his brother why they were here. Wales tensed. "Can't you guys wait for the next meeting?" he asked. Before anyone could answer Italy came running to them. "Germany help me! I tried to make pasta but the kitchen is a big mess!" The Kirklands froze. "Alright we got to clean the kitchen before (y/n) comes downstairs," Ireland says.
What they didn't notice though wa
Brother!Kirklands x Male!Reader x Germany Part 1*16 years later*
Scotland opened the door to the house. He had been gone for two months and was excited, even though he wouldn't admit it, to see his younger brothers. But he was not prepared for the sight that he saw. The living room was trashed with empty cans of beer scattered on the floor. England, Ireland, and Wales were passed out on the floor while (y/n) was asleep on the couch. Scotland frowned at the passed out nations, but smiled at the sight of (y/n). He remembered when (y/n) first arrived at the Kirkland residence.
*Flashback to 16 years earlier*
England walked back into the house holding a small bundle of blankets. "Who was at the door?" asked Ireland. "I don't know, but whoever it was lest this baby," England replied. At the word baby Wales took the bundle of blankets from England and held it close to his chest. "Who in their right mind would abandon a baby?" Wales questioned. "How the bloody hell am I supposed to know!?" England snapped. The baby started crying after Eng
Brother!Kirklands x Male!Reader x Germany Part 2"You ready?" asked Wales. (y/n) nodded his head and followed his brothers into the hallway and into the meeting room. "England, Scotland, Ireland, and Wales! You're late!" Germany yelled. (y/n) flinched at the loud voice. America walked over laughing. "What happened to you're faces and who is this?" America asked. "What's wrong with our faces!?" England, Ireland, and Wales yelled. "Scottie drew on your faces with a sharpie when you were passed out.
England, Ireland, and Wales chased Scotland out of the meeting room yelling at him and leaving (y/n) alone with nations he never met. "Bastards," (y/n) said. "Who are you?" America asked again. "I'm (y/n)." "What is someone as beautiful as yourself doing with the black sheep of Europe?" France asked. (y/n) blushed at the compliment. "I'm their brother," (y/n) said. France grabbed (y/n)'s hand. "Hello new French territory," he said softly.
Germany heard him and got (y/n) away from France. "Ignore him. He's just a pervert," Germany told (y/n).
America x Male!Reader: Panda Hero Chapter 9*Your P.O.V*
I watched as the enemy gang members left he campus of the school. "(y/n)!" Shit... I nearly fell as Maria hugged me. "(y/n) why didn't you tell me you were the leader of a gang!?" she exclaimed. Before I could respond she slapped me. "I never want to see you again (y/n)!" She ran off crying. I didn't have to look behind me to see the looks of fear and hatred. "I told you gits that he was the Panda Hero!" I heard Arthur yell.
I listened as Arthur continued his rant. I was surprised by the angry looks Ivan, Natalia, Francis, Prussia, Antonio, Leon, Allistor, and Sadiq were giving him. "I vould appreciate if you stopped talking bad about mein leader," Gilbert hissed. The rest of us looked at him in surprise. "Hey guys we're going home!" (y/n) yelled. We watched as the people that we're giving Arthur dirty looks followed (y/n) off campus. Without a second thought I ran after them.
I watched as the gang walked into the house while Tim sat acr
Brother!Kirklands x Male!Reader x Germany PrologueIt was a dark night in London. As usual it was raining. A young girl was running down the streets and into alleys trying to find the correct house. Cradled in her arm was a baby, not even a day old. As the girl reached a dead end she cursed softly, which she never did. Going back the way she came, she did her best to protect the child from the rain.
'Where is it?' she thought. She was starting to get desperate to find the house that she searched for.
Eventually she reached the doorstep of the house she was looking for. However, calling it a house was an understatement. It was more of a mansion than anything. As she walked towards the door she looked at the sleeping child in her arms. 'It's for the best' she kept repeating in her head. 'If he knew he would never let me keep you.'
Taking a deep breath she stopped outside the door and gently put the baby on the doorstep. She rang the doorbell before running to hide in the bushes to make sure the baby was taken into the house.
The door ope
America x Male!Reader: Panda Hero Chapter 5Please read the description. It's very important.
I was very confused with what was happening. Usually (y/n) ignores everyone like he's to good for them. But here he is talking to Alfred like he's known him forever! I had to stop myself from laughing when Matthias was singing. I really didn't want to deal with (y/n)'s anger.
I stood in the doorway to my class that was being blocked by Berwald, Matthias, and Tim. I was a little irritated by this.
"Move out of the way!" I snapped. I saw Matthias jump in surprise. Followed shortly by what sounded like a squeak.
"Move out of the way!"
Matthias jumped in surprise at the voice and pushed (y/n) forward....onto me. (y/n) let out a squeak and started to blush a lot when he realized he landed on me. I'm pretty sure I was just as red. I noticed Arthur push past Berwald and Tim. He froze when he saw (y/n) in my lap.
I smiled sheepishly at him. "Hi Artie," I said.
All I could think of was the
Brother!Kirklands x Male!Reader x Germany Part 4*1 Month Later*
It had been a month since (y/n) had seen the other nations. But luckily today was the day of another meeting. Unfortunately his brothers had already abandoned him to talk to other nations. (y/n) sighed. No one seemed to notice him. He felt like Canada at the moment. Sighing again he leaned against the wall. "(y/n).~" (y/n) looked at the owner of the voice. "Bonjour France," he said politely.
France smiled and walked over to him. "Why are you alone?~" France asked. "Cause the bastards I call brothers left me to talk to other nations."
France nodde. "I see," he said before smirking. "I would be honored to keep you company.~" Soon he had (y/n) pinned against the wall. (y/n)'s face turned completely red. "F-France please let me g-go." Suddenly, France was pulled away from (y/n) by a VERY angry Germany. "Vhat do you think you are doing?" Germany asked France while glaring at him.
France screamed and ran away. "Pussy.....," Germany muttered. (y/n) smiled. "Thanks for helping
America x Male!Reader: Panda Hero Chapter 3"There you go again Arthur," Francis said.
"Ve~ Why do you always say that Arthur?" Feliciano questioned.
"Because it's true!" Arthur yelled.
"Who told you," Gilbert said. "Your little imaginary friends?"
"Yes and they aren't imaginary!" Arthur snapped. Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio doubled over laughing.
"SHUT UP!" Arthur yelled. When they didn't stop he stormed off.
( Time Skip to classroom)
Sighing, Alfred plopped onto his chair.
"What's up with you, aru?" Yao asked.
"Nothing is wrong Yao," Alfred said.
Before Yao could say anything the door slammed open. Looking up, Alfred saw Matthias, Berwald, (y/n), and tall man with blonde hair and smoking a cigarette.
(y/n) sighed. "I really wish you would stop smoking Tim." In response, the man, who Alfred guessed was Tim, grunted. Matthias laughed.
"If Tim stopped smoking it would be a sign of the appocalpse!" Matthias exclaimed. Berwald chuckled softly at the joke while Tim glared daggers at Matthias.
"Matthias...," (y/n) said darkly. Matth
2P! Canada x Male! Reader2P! Canada x Male! Reader
You sighed as your mother helped you into bed, you had been out running with out watching where you where going, you tripped and landed badly on your leg, now there had been a hole in it and you had to stay in bed and have crutches.
"Well then ___, time for you to take those pills the doctor gave you for the bacteria defense, don't want to get that thing infected do we?"
"oh its okay sweetie, i will make sure you will not miss much from school, until you get better you will be home schooled"
"why dose that sound bad in my ears?" your mother giggled and ran her fingers through your (color) hair.
"now ___, don't bend the knee at all okay, don't want to destroy the stitches you got all 14 of them"
"good ill get the pill and some food to take before it so your stomach wont hurt"
"okay mom" she then went out and you sighed, you had a feeling you where going to be bored like hell.
And you where right, you where right now just watching a mov
Call Me, Maybe - 2P!America x Male!Reader[Name] stood at the bar, absentmindedly drying some beer glasses. The bartender sighed, another typical night. Strippers prancing around in the nude, men getting into fist fights, and then there were the sad drunks who kept on complaining about how crappy their life is. Some nights it's be interesting, like underaged teens attempting to buy a drink with a fake ID card. Watching them get into trouble with the police and their parents was always a comical sight.
"Hey, didn't you hear me?! I said I wanted another shot!" A mad had slurred, slamming his hand on the bar counter. It was obvious he was drunk off his ass, which only brought an annoyed scowl to [Name]'s face. "Here." He said, pouring a shot of vodka and passing it to the intoxicated stranger. "Bout time I got my drink." He muttered, gulping it down and walking off. [Name] shook his head and went back to drying glasses.
The man returned again, requesting for another shot. "Sir, I think you've had enough." The bartender said, ster
Placing Bets Pirate!PrussiaxMale!Reader 3Pirate!Prussia x Male!Reader
“Oi Franny! I challenge you to a drinking match!”
“Get off me, you bastardo!”
“Hmm...I wonder if Matthieu is awake yet...wait, what? A match? What are we drinking?”
Loud shouts began to echo throughout the dining hall. Captain Antonio trying to hug Lovino, a failing, Captain Gilbert challenging Captain Francis to a drinking contest, and Captain Francis saying something about a kid named Matthew, and Ludwig....well he's reading...again...and you? Well, you were sitting next to the self-proclaimed awesome Prussian captain trying to figure out why in the seven Hells did your 'captain' give you a massive bowl of fruit to hold.
There was absolutely no reason.
He is just drunk, not that you were surprised.
The captains exchanged stories of their trips with a few inputs from Lovino and Ludwig. They told of the people they had met, visited and got to see again. Antonio told that Lovinos lit
Male!Pirate!ReaderxPirate!England-War of the SeasChapter 1
It was a fine, breezy day at sea. Captain Arthur Kirkland of England stepped out onto the top deck of his ship and felt the cool, salty air hit his face, nearly taking his hat away with it. He made his way up to the aft deck and stood by the steering wheel with his first mate, Eric. They were headed North to a trading spot he was curious about.
"Steady as she goes Eric." He ordered "At this rate well reach Ireland before the end of the week."
Suddenly from the crow's nest his lookout, Malloy, gave a holler. "Captain! I've spotted Dread Pirate _______'s vessel approaching from the East!"
Arthur widened his eyes a bit. He looked off the starboard side of his ship and, much to his displeasure, Malloy was right. He narrowed his eyes and he could feel a vein tense in his head. Of all the pirates in all the seven seas, it had to be _______. He could tell it was him because of the symbol on
Bet (America X Geeky!Male!Reader)
(Name) groaned as he walked to P.E., his least favorite period, but second to last one until he was free for winter break. The male was an average "video game geek" or just "geek" as he loved to play all sorts of games and was very well at his studies. Recently new to Hetalia High, he was flocked by girls the moment he stepped through the door. I mean, who wouldn't? Soft (h/c) locks that shined, (e/c) eyes that were behind glasses, and he was lean as he ate well with intelligence to match. You wouldn't believe this handsome young man was bullied in the last school, pushed to the ground all the time, teased. It was all because of what he was loved (video games) and...he was bisexual. Yep, (Name) loved and appreciated both genders! Now he was scared to tell anyone in case the bullying happens again so he kept quiet about it unless somebody directly asked.
Sighing, he jostled his way to his locker, waving to some of his friends. After changing, he set off to P.E. speaking with some of his
To Be A Gentleman - Tutor!England x Male!Reader 2Chapter 2 : Let us not be allies but rivals for the same cause.
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday, oh how that particular day seemed to hate you. Sunday was usually the day in which your regular tutors would come and 'tutor' you by hitting you with a ruler, your mother would constantly go out and try to find you a fiancé, which you really didn't care to have another person breathing down your neck, it was also the day where you were not allowed into your own room for the whole day because the maids were cleaning in there, it was also the day .your father Pavie would decide to visit, but now on top of that you only had one tutor instead of six so that was a plus in the situation.
"_________, it's time to start your lessons for today." Arthur was in his usual white dress shirt, vest and dress pants get up. Even though you were now living with him and your mother told him that he doesn't need to be so formal, he still insist on dressing as if he is going to vi
Male!ReaderxHetalia - The Micronation Part 1Yo! This is my third Hetalia fanfic, but the others I set aside for now, and the full title wouldn't fit in, but it was supposed to be: The Micronation Who Grew Up To Be A Country.
There will be yaoi and het (guy and girl) alike for the pairings, just in what ever order the readers vote. So you gotta comment what country you want for when Reader-tan is older in part 3! I'll tally up the votes! If you wonder about the flirting, you can blame a country for that.
The summary, don't read if you don't want (even though it's like the plot) spoilers, is where Reader-tan starts as a child like Sealand, but unlike him, Reader actually becomes a nation, and these first two chapters are like fluff with micronation Reader-tan, than, well, read to find out what happens when he grows up, huh?
Prepare for ze' flirting in ze' next chapter ohonhohon~.
.: Male!Belarus x Vampire!Male!Reader:. CHP 1.A/N: Hello!~
Alright. This might turn out to be a bit weird.
LET'S DO THIS.
Also, this first chapter will be REALLY short, sorry! ;A;
Warning(s): There are none. c: Oh, wait, if you haven't picked up.. This is Male x Male. (I don't know why you wouldn't know that already. I mean, DAT TITLE. xD)
Having finished hunting for a meal to quench my blood thirst, I had returned to my home, a simple, castle-like building, not to large, not to small.
My fingers moved gracefully on the keys of my piano, playing a most beautiful song. Letting my muscles relax, my eyes closed, I was at total peace. A smile almost graced my lips-
"Big sister, I know you're in here! Dammit, stop being such a jerk!"
An all familiar smell lingered throughout my home - it was a Human. Oh well, just another meal for me. I almost snickered, how foolish to go wondering into a strangers home!
As I had already brought my piano playing to a stop, I stood and started walking towards w
May I? [2P!America x Male!Reader]"[Name]?"
"I do believe my penny whistle is hardening."
"Is that so?"
"Does it need me to blow it?"
"Very much so."
"Shall I fetch the bird then?"
"Did you ejaculate?"
"May I shag you with the shagitude of a thousand virgins?"
"My dear Allan, you already are."
[Name]'s eyes flew open and he bolted up in bed, the arm that had been wrapped tightly and possessively around his waist sliding off of him. His breathing was slightly erratic and his heart beat an uneven, rapid rhythm against his pale chest. "...I'm spending too much time around Oliver and his food."
2p!America x Male!Reader Part 2America smiled as he watched (y/n), now 10, run around the park with his friends. Canada and England watched as well. "So that's the lad you're interested in Al?" England asked curious. "Yes," America replied.
"....... He looks a lot like....him," Canada said* America frowned. He knew exactly who Canada was talking about. "Matt please don't mention....him." Canada looked at America. ".........sorry." "Oh dear it seems the lad is in trouble," England commented.
America looked back towards (y/n) and saw England was right. A boy around the age of 15 was bullying the 10 year old. America tensed. "I'll be back." Before Canada and England could stop him, America approached the two boys and had the 15 year old pinned down. "You think it's fun to pick on boys younger than you?" America growled.
The 15 year old looked at America in fear. Deciding to take pity, America let the 15 year old get up and run. "T-thanks mister." America turned to the source of the voice and saw a very nervous (y/n). "
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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