2P!America x Child!Reader-What Makes You Beautiful
You sat down on the kitchen counter, holding your camera Allen came into the kitchen, wearing a black suit and holding a half drank vodka bottle.
"Ready?" Allen asked as he take a sip of his vodka.
You nodded, pressing the record button and turned on the music.
"You're so stupid
Don't know what for,
You're turning heads when you slide through the floor,
You need make-up,
To cover up,
It's like dancing isn't enough!
Everyone else in the room can see it!
Everyone else but me!
Baby you burn up my world like nobody else!
The way that you flip your hair killed me everytime!
But when you smile at the sky it ain't easy to tell,
You don't know,
You don't know your horrible!
If only you saw what I can see,
You'd understand why I hate you so desperately!
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe!
You don't know,
You don't know your're horrible!
Oh! Oh, oh!!
That's what makes you horrible!!"
After that, Allen slipped and fell on the floor. You assume that he was sleeping,
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 3
"Bye bye poppet~! We'll be back after an hour~! Oliver said before kissing your forehead.
You nodded, "Bye daddy~!"
Francois sighed as he drag Oliver to the car and drove off.
It didn't take long until Matthieu and Allen left which leaves you and Blackie home alone.
You were scared because of what happened last night so you stayed in the two safest rooms, Allen's and Oliver's room. Allen's room has plenty of weapons exposed to which you had full excess to his guns. As for Oliver's room, it helps you calm down since everything in his room is themed blue and pink. And there was alot of hiding spots, especially the closet.
Fives minutes later, you heard the doorbell ring. You remembered Oliver telling you not to open the door but your curiosity made you walk down and stand infront of the door.
"W-Who's there?" you asked.
"The mailman~" a familiar voice said.
You froze. It was the same voice from last night. You immediately ran upstairs to get one of Allen's pistol and hid in Oliver's
2P!America x Child!Reader - Tell Me A Story 2
"Brother~!" you called out.
"Brother~! Where are you~?!" you walked down the hallway then entered his room.
"Oh hello!" you heard a voice of a woman.
"Hello... Who are you?" you asked.
"I am a friend of your brother." the woman said.
She was wearing a long red dress. Her hair was put up in a bun while she left her bangs hang down on her forehead.
"AL!" you shouted.
you then heard footsteps running towards the room you're in.
"What happened?!" Allen rushed into the room.
"..." you stared at him.
"What do you want?" Allen finally said.
"Tell me a story!"
"Then you can leave us alone?"
"Uh-huh!" you nodded.
Allen thought for a while, "Do you watch 'My little pony'"?
"Okay, I got one."
You stared at your brother, ignoring the woman.
"Rainbow Dash is invited to the bakery by Pinkie Pie to help her out with some baking. Once she arrives, she discovers no sign of any work in progress, but, knowing Pinkie Pie doesn't feel surprised and readily eats a c
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 2
The next day, Francois brought you to the mall.
When you brought the giant [f/c] teddy bear, you noticed a dog, with a big grin on its face watching you but then walked away.
You started to follow it, not knowing that your uncle was following you. And when he took note that you were following the dog, he grabbed you and carried you on his shoulder then walked away.
"Don't follow that dog." Francois told you.
"Can I keep it?" you asked.
"No. I'll buy you a puppy."
You gasped, "Really?!"
You later eventually got the puppy. It was black so you named it Blackie. After that, Francois could take you to get ice cream and watch you play with your new pet. But you could always see the smiling dog watching which made you feel a little scared. During the ride home, you fell asleep and was send to bed ones arrived.
You slowly opened your eyes and sat up to look at Blackie, who was barking at y
Where do babies come from?Papa!FrancexChild!Reader
Papa!France x Child!Reader
Where do babies come from?
(Y/n) POV of Kawaiiness~~
Today had been an eventful day. Me and my Papa had spent the last few hours making crepes, playing dolls, talking to pretty women(which Uncle Arthur did NOT approve of XP), and tea partying.
Well, lately I had been thinking of something. Where do babies come from? I had already asked my Uncle Arthur this, but he got really nervous and told me to ask Papa. Then he cooked me some very burnt food.... Ew.
I stood up from my seat on the couch and walked over to my Papa. I tugged on his sleeve, and he picked me up, sitting me in his lap. He ruffled my hair, and kissed my forehead. "What is it belle?" he asked me.
I looked him straight in the eye. "Where do babies come from?"
Mon dieu!!! Did she just.. "What was that, (nickname)? I didn't 'ear you." She cleared her throat, looking me in the eye again. "Where do babies come from?" she asked, loude
Midnight Celebrations Russia x Child!Reader
Russia x Child!Reader
Third Person POV
(y/n) watched the clock intently. The hands ticked by quickly, making the eight year old hold her breath. It was almost midnight! Her birthday was seconds away!
The now nine year old jumped out of bed, and ran to her adoptive father's room. She jumped onto her Papa, hearing him let out a small 'Oof'.
The tall Russian man glanced at the (e/c) eyed girl, chuckling slightly.
"Vhat is it sunflover?" he asked as if he didn't have a clue about anything. (y/n) pouted slightly.
"It's my birthday Papa!" she said, her voice a bit whiny. He smiled and ruffled her (h/c) hair.
"Da, I know. Happy birthday!~" Ivan pulled the small girl into his arms, and kissed her forehead. She giggled and yawned.
"You need to sleep, or else you vill be tired at the party tomorrow." he told her gently. She nodded, and snuggled under his
HetaliaxSmart!Slightly Evil!Child!Reader- Scrabble You sat at the world meeting. You were a new country and were only 4-years-old. You had came here on your own. The countries were expecting you and were excited to meet you. However, what they didn't expect was personality and intelligence.
You sat in a chair with your messenger bag, playing scrabble on your (Insert brand of touchscreen phone here). You boss had given it to you for business and educational purposes. Soon the countries arrived, they started cooing and fawning over you. That lasted for about 15 minutes until Germany yelled for everyone to sit down.
You walked with Germany to the front of the meeting room. Everyone stared at you as you stood on a stool next to Germany. After he talked about you for a minute or two you introduced yourself;
"Hello, I am (First and Last Name), also known as (Country Name). My country is stable and has developed sustainable living. We have a very low import rate, however we have
Papa!JapanxChild!Reader: Cherry Blossoms CH10Papa!JapanxChild!Reader: Cherry Blossoms ch10
Notes: I’m so sorry for my late update, but I hope the length will certainly make up for it! I made a schedule to post at least once a week from here on. So, please enjoy the latest addition to the Papa!Japan series! ☺
From the rush that Christmas brought, to the onslaught of Japanese Holidays like White Day, Children’s Day, and even Star Festival, (y/n) was busy regaining her strength and practicing her school work that her Otousan would teach her personally. The fatherly nation helped her with Japanese, while his friends gave (y/n) trips outside of the clean home.
Germany took (y/n) to have some Brautwurst after a morning at the local aquarium. Italy, on the other hand, spent the day taking the little (h/c) haired child to art museums and a simple pottery class. (y/n) was over-joyed to spend time with her favorite countries, but she now wonders what she’ll do with Japan today.
Guardian Teen!Romano x Dead!Reader 2
Teen! Romano x Dead! Reader 2
“You were just a little Niño so I’m not sure how much of this you actually remember but I’ll try my best not to miss a detail…”
Lovino ran around the large Spanish ranch house with a grin plastered to his face. Footprints of mud trailed behind him with every step he took. He giggled to himself as he ran faster through the halls, knowing when he got caught he would be in trouble.
“LOVI!” speak of the devil. But it wasn’t Antonio coming after him; no it was a young woman, about the same age as the Spaniard. She was his felicidad as he put it. She ran over to catch up with the three year old, scooping him up. “You’re making a mess bambino.” She smiled, hugging him.
“Sorry...” He smiled back sheepishly, hugging her back. She was soft, warm and gentle, every time he thought he was getting punished she would always sugar coat his punishments an
Guardian Teen!Romano x Dead!Reader 1
Lovino sat in English class, sighing as he listened to the teacher ramble on and on about who knows what as the other students didn't bother to pay attention. well that was until it began time for a class discussion as well as the announcement of their next large assignment. the teenagers set set up their desk in a circle and waited for their professor to announce the project.
"alright settle down. now i bet you're all wondering what our next assessment is going to be." he smiled warmly as he walked into the center of the desk. "We are going to write an essay about an important woman or young lady in our lives. It can be your mother, a teacher, your sister." he named many more examples, leaving the grumpy Italian stuck between a rock and a hard place for this assignment.
Their teacher dismissed them to work and brainstormed, and it was obvious where and who everyone was going to write about. Vash was going to write about his two year old l
Reader x Fem!Child!England - Babysitting
You always hated kids, but you needed money quickly. ]
That's why you accepted the request of babysitting your friend Arthur's younger sister, Rosa, while he and his parents were away. From the stories Arthur told you about his sister, she was a spoiled brat. Her outlook on life was pessimistic, and she only cared about her well being. You dreaded meeting Rosa, and you dreaded having to spend four hours with her even more.
When you arrived at the Kirkland Manor, none other than Mr. Kirkland himself opened the door. His mustache twitched at the sight of your clothes. He greeted you with a stern look and ushered you into the living room. You shuffled awkwardly into the large room, but you immediately noticed Arthur and waved. Before you can say anything, you heard a voice like nails on a chalkboard come from across the vast space. With the voice came a little girl about 5 with long blonde hair and glasses.
"She is going to be my babysitter? Daddy, look at her posture! It's horrendous!"
Abused!Little! Italy X Little! Reader: Photos
You sat there looking at your best friend, Feliciano; he had a camera in his hand taking many pictures of anything around him.
"Ve~ ___ Look at these-a pretty flowers!" He yelled excitedly.
"Ooohh pretty!" You laughed, looking around you, then something caught you eye, " Feli! Come look!" You yelled, running to were the object was.
"Coming!" He yelled, running after you.
When you finally got to it you gasped excitedly.
"It's a black baby sheep!" You yelled, running over to the lamb and hugging it.
"Wow! Stay there-a, let me-a get a photo!" He yelled, taking the camera to his face and snapping a shot.
"Let's take one together!" You yelled, grabbing him by the hand and pulling him over to the sheep (Which was scared sh*tless).
"Say Pasta!" You yelled, gabbing the camera off him and getting ready to take the photo.
"Pastaaaaaa" He yelled, smiling as the camera flashed.
You giggled from his cuteness and had a look at the photo.
"Cuteeee!" You yelled, hugging the photo to your chest.
My pirate days (C!Pompeii xParisx C!Bermuda)My Pirate Days (Child!Pompeii x Paris x Child!Bermuda)
Paris Bonnefoy smiled gently as she set her tea down and picked up her little sister and her younger cousin.
"Oui, belles?" She asked her smile never leaving.
"Can you you tell us about when you were a pirate?" Lilly asked before Eve could, making the red-head pout a bit.
Paris sweat dropped, when she was a pirate she did some... questionable... things that she's rather forget. "um... Ma' Cheri, are you sure? how about when you where petite b-" They shook their heads. she sighed, predictable...
"aye! Paris what are ya doing?!" England asked with a frown as Paris sided with her Papa.
"Parton, Daddy, but Papa needs me, and I do not want to loose Canada." she sighed, it hurt her that her parents were making her choose.
~time skip 3 months~
"Aye! Papa, the Spanish bastard is here again-
"What is a bastard?" The two instantly asked.
"Uh... I'll tell you
Pa/Ma!Country X Infant/Child/Teen!Reader Request'sI'm taking request for these kind of fanfics. I feel like there need to be more of these. If you do feel like requesting one please keep in mind that it might take me bit to write it cause I have to do exams. So sorry if it takes me long. Check here some times to see progress on the stories you requested and random ass updates.
Update 7/18: So sorry I haven't been working on the these! :iconcryforeverplz: I fucking have summer school and I like sleep in, I'v been playing way too much Sims 3 at my moms (cause I has no Internets), And my new boyfriend likes to eat my face off when we kiss. So anyway about the stories. People are like requesting "Papa/Mama!Country X Teen!Reader X Teen!Country" or "2P!Papa!Country X Teen/Child!Reader." I should have made the clear and I'm deeply sorry for that. I will NOT do "Papa/Mama!Country X Teen!Reader X Teen!Country" or "2P!Papa!Country X Teen/Child!Reader."
ItalyXNekoChildReader-Remember Anything?SNEAK PEEK*YOUR P.O.V.*
You woke up the next morning in Italy's bed. Italy was still fast asleep, with his arms around you. A moment later you heard a noise from downstairs and began to smell something. You managed to break free of the Italians grip and started sneaking downstairs. You stared into the kitchen to find a blonde hair man with bright blue eyes cooking. He was cooking wurst, eggs, bacon, and biscuits. You watched him before someone tapped you on the shoulder. You let out a shriek of surprise and fell over. You scooted back into the wall, wincing as your head hit it.
"Rerax it's just me, I'm Kiku and you are?" The man with black hair asked.
"I'm (Name)..." You replied weakly. Kiku held out his hand and you took it. Kiku lead you to the kitchen. He grabbed a few thick textbooks and placed them on a chair before helping you up.
Phantom of The Opera - Russia x Reader x America 1
"In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came.
That voice which calls to me and speakes my name..."
You were the girl to stand in the backround, you rarely performed. You only played the side role, or, the umimportant ones. You also played a whicked violin and helped out with the orchestra when they needed help on playing. "Oh ________" (bf's name) called out to you, "Yeah, what is it (bf's name)?" you said in a worried voice. She was walking towards you in a scary way. It made shivers go down your spine.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT YOU KNEW THE ONE AND OLNY ALFRED F. JONES?! The most handsomest man visiting France?!" (bf's name) was asking you in excitement.
"Well...we haven't seen eachother in a long time and...I don't think he would remember me. WE used to play wehn we were little and I played the violin and sing when he asked me to." You said in a queit-shy tone while blushing a little. You haven't heard a name in a long t
As a responseKitten!ReaderxGreece
Greece strolled through the city of Tokyo. Japan had told him that he needed him to do something. He walked down to the Japanese nation's house. Japan awaited him at his door.
"Konnichi'wa Greece-kun."Japan said.
"Hello Japan......"he yawned."What did you need?"
"Yes yes......wait here."The island nation went inside his house and shortly came back with a (h/c) kitten."I found her in a trash can. She was bruised all over,I took care of her all I can but she's still in bad shape."Japan explained.
Greece took a better look at you. And Japan was right. There was scratches all over your small body and a nasty gash on your front leg."Poor girl...."he murmured. Japan gently handed you to the Greek."I have already named her ______. Please,take care of her."
Greece nodded."I can't deny her.....I'll take good care of her...."he rubbed the top of your head with his finger,you closed your eyes and relaxed in his hands as a response. You were in to much pain and fright to purr.
One Chance In Time:Ch12: WarInfo: Jock Brita
Yes, he is half-related to Amaz. His father died in the explosion at work. Mostly, some people work in factories or other places. The Explosion was a mystery. His mother was at home, taking care of him, when his was a few months old.
Then when he was 6 years-old, his mom remarried to Amores(a- mor- es) Grace. He had a daughter, Amaz Grace, 4 years-old. He is 2 years-older than Amaz. Since they really don't look alike, no one doesn't know they are half-related.
~~~~~*Back to story*~~~~~
So, the next day they trained. It took about..er...a week to become pro. So the day they got to the year of WW1 was probably on Sunday, a week before the war.
Oh, I almost forgot. They are going to have to join the British side...
I AM SORRY, FROST, BUT THEY ARE GOING TO HAVE TO BECAUSE THE BRITISH WON THE WAR!!!
So, there is hardly gonna be any talking because they are on the battlefield. So, I'll just describe it. But they are also gonna need everyone from the future together on
One Chance In Time:Ch13: Landscape of the PastInfo: Sidio Frencas(fr-ee-ca-us)
She is Best Friends with Jock since they were in 5th grade. Every time she says someone's names, she puts in 'Le'. Her favorite day was Valentine's Day. Mostly guys wants her to be their Valentine, but she refuses and tells them to go to a different girl. Even thought I created her, I have no idea what her love interested...
There is not much about her...
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Heta finally woke on a...field? It was a different color than she has seen. And it was prickly...but soft at the same time.
She has no idea where she was or how long it has been, but the air was fresh then she ever breathed in, and it was bright. She was under something hard, because there was shade. She looked up, it seem jagged up. She felt the object that she was leaning on. It had rigged edges.
She got up, she wobbled a little, but stood.
Where am I?
She step out of the shade and face something bright. Smule use to be all dark and gloomy. But this place is a
Brother's Girl |2P!Canada X Child!Reader|
She is beautiful.
She has a long silky brown hair that softly touches her shoulder. Her blue eyes is gleaming brightly and beautifully, and her lips is red. She is dressed in a long blue dress that matches her eyes. She is smiling beautifully and your lovely big brother is standing beside her wearing a suit. He is smiling too.
They are happy.
But she isn't the right girl for Matthieu.
He is big and tall. He is dangerous but has a kind heart. He is lazy and
lessintelligent. He will probably end up divorcing and he has no idea that it will happen.
You, as his one and only sister, shall stop that from happening. And here you are, splashing a bucket of red paint down from upstairs.
Matthieu's eyes are widen in surprise, so is the girl. Her beautiful dress is now covered with red. Her hair is also covered with red, all the way to her pale face and neck.
She turns to the man beside her, blue eyes brimming with tears before running out from the front do
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