DaughterOfErberus

“Tuuuuhhhh” *Whoosh!* A warm gust of air collided with your face.   You flinched but unconsciousness didn’t want you to leave.   *Sssshhhhh whoosh!* “Huh!?”   You gasped and sat up.   Softly touching your face, you remembered that gust of wind. It was the same wind that hit your face right after you made your wish to your ancient mirror. Then you recalled seeing your Hetalian crush standing there in the mirror. As you leaned toward him to touch him, you fell into the mirror.   ‘N-No way’ you thought, ‘That couldn’t have happened! I bet if I look around I will be in my living room and-&#

Staring at the faded letter in your lap,your fingers traced the words on the yellowing parchment.Mouthing the words on the letter,it seemed like it had been yesterday.The sound of gun shots,the blood shed...you shook your head gently to chase those depressing thoughts away. "________,what are you reading?"England whispered,the loud voice of America echoing around the walls of the meeting.Handing him the letter,his eyes widened for a moment before he chuckled softly."It's been so long.Where did this letter come from?" You shook your head."While I was packing my documents for the meeting,this flew out of a box."The letter was written by Engla

Japan X Reader- Anime Pick Up Lines A/N- Yep… you bet… XD I couldn’t help myself and it kinda seems what Japan would do… KINDA. Warning- Kinda dirty references here. X’D ...More like really. XD I regret nothing. Absolutely nothing. X'D    Alfred was going over to Kiku’s for a surprise visit. Without even knocking or alerting Kiku to his presence, he entered Kiku’s Japanese styled house and stalked through the halls. Expecting nothing to be out of the ordinary, he was shocked when he heard two laughs, followed by a light masculine and Japanese accented voice.    “Hai, Hai. Ret’s see̷

You groaned as you tried, and failed, to reach the box of tissues that sat on the far side of your bedside table. Realizing that you wouldn't be able to reach it without rolling yourself out of bed, you flopped pathetically back onto your pillows. You had awoken about half an hour ago, and you felt like death itself. You were congested beyond belief, and your throat was so scratchy, you were surprised you hadn't coughed up a lung yet. Hearing the beautiful compositions of your Austrian boyfriend, Roderich, floating in from under your door only made it worse, as it reminded you of your failed attempts to get his attention so that he could co

 The tapping of a man’s foot echoed in the café as you sat at the small table by the window as you did every night. Waiting. You flipped the pages of your magazine when you heard the café door open. Without tuning your head you looked over seeing what you were waiting for. Walking up to the counter was a young man with sandy blond hair with a long curl that sat over his face. His lavender eye that sat behind his glasses and his smile. It all got to you. You loved every bit of it and that was why you needed him to be yours. Your thirst wasn’t normal with this one. It was more. You didn’t want him for a mere snac

Currently you found yourself sitting on the couch in the Nordic household trying to read a book, but you found you couldn't concentrate on what you were reading thanks to Denmark, your big brother's best friend. Denmark would not stop trying to talk you into going to some party with him and the other Nordics tonight. "Oh come on _____________! Don't be such a party popper, even Swed is going!" Denmark said making you give him a look; how had he talked the quiet, mysterious Sweden into going with him? "Nei (no)!" you said giving him a dirty look. "Go with the others, I am staying right here." "Why are you so stubb-" Denmark started to say befo

Walking into the room where the small, crying baby resides, he sighs a little bit. It was two o'clock in the morning and she had just woken her father...again. "Oh, mon peu fille, why do you cry?" he asks softly, picking the two year old up and cradling her in his arms. She never did grow out of the phase of waking her parents up in the middle of the night. Her father, much to her mother's anger, would always give her love whenever she sniffled in the slightest, resulting in the spoiled baby she is now. Promptly responding with a little gurgling noise, her cries die down into small sniffles and her smiles. "Did you just want some love, mon

After that heap of information, that Archí dumped on them, all of them tried to wrap their minds around it, and try to understand it and process it. But it was a little difficult to drop everything they used to believe in and take in this new information that he introduced them to. Their previous beliefs of vampires just being a myth were shattered into million pieces, and the image of them being nothing but blood sucking monsters who were mindless slaves to their own blood thirst were crumpled to dust and scattered with the wind. So you can say they were a little overwhelmed to say the least. Then as the others had gone off into separate d

Her Antics (Finland x Hyper! Reader) REQUEST! “HEY! FINNY!” Oh no… “FINNY!” I slouched further into the deep cushions of my IKEA couch. “WHERE ARE YOU!!? I WANNA HANG OUT!” I could hear her voice get closer with each breath I took. And then… “I FOUND YOU!” I was taken out of my dark confines…she was just as strong as Mathias.. “Hei-i there (f/n)! How are you?” I could feel the small trimmer run throughout my tiny frame. “Storebror Den-Den let me it!” Turning over to the window I look at the Danish country in sadness. He just gave me thumbs

Norway x Reader What's a Lemon? a/n: this is my first x reader so if it sucks then please don't kill me ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Your POV: You were in your room on your laptop reading a lemon and trying your best not to get your laptop covered in blood. your boyfriend Lukas was at some meeting in another country, so you didn't have to worry about him coming in and asking you what you were doing. Lukas had no idea what a lemon was and you hoped he never found out. if he came into the b

You sat on a stool as you stared at yourself at the mirror in the bathroom. You were the daughter of Ivan Braginsky, the representation of Russia. You, however, represented his capital, Moscow. You fiddled with your (favorite color) scarf that your aunt Ukraine made you. You continued to stare at yourself as your small little voice began to sing, “I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom to make it all better. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom who love me whatever.” What you didn’t know as you sang was that your aunt Belarus was listening. She knew you only had a father but she didn’t know was

Hypnotized!HetaliaxReader: The Pendulum Box (Intro) 'Wow...that looks like a neat shop...' You were taking a stroll around a new street in your town. This street was very different from all the streets you've seen in the town. First, it was inhabited by people of all over the world, all reunited by a same interest: Witchcraft and magic. Second, it was mostly avoided by comonners mainly for the first reason, so it made you feel like a rather special visitor who out of dozens of them, knew this place, as you had always loved anything occult since High School. And so, inside a rather big occult store named 'Heaven/Hell' you got. The place wa

 First off: Sorry if the first little part offends you in anyway. It was the only historical thing a country may not want to happen. So sorry please forgive me (Bowing) But Enjoy this. Once again sorry if you got offended. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Being a country and going to a human school was down right laughable.  But living with a vampire was even more laughable. Romania started the legends of vampires. So naturally Romania personified would look like a vampire. He had fangs and needed blood. The perso

     It was an average day in the Braginsky household. You and your long-time boyfriend Ivan Braginsky, who happened to be the human personification of Russia, were sitting on the couch watching one of his favorite shows, which happened to be the Russian version of Sherlock. You enjoyed watching it with Ivan, despite not knowing the language except for a few words, but today, you were slightly losing interest.     Snuggled up in his large arms, you remembered fondly that Ivan's term of endearment for you was "Sunflower". Then you alarmingly realized that you have never seen one in person, even though it was Ivan's favorite flower. You shot

“Hhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuu” *shh* The wind lightly touched your face.   It felt so good.   *whisp* Whispers of air passed by your ear.   ‘It feels so peaceful like the wind is talking to me…’ *undeterminable whisper like a real voice* “What?” *soft caress on cheek* “What the hell!?”   Your eyes snapped open to find a dark hooded figure looking to you. You literally felt that its intentions were to hurt you.   “G-get away from me!” Your body struggled to get away but the hand that caressed your cheek now held you down to the grass.   “Stop it!” Its other bony hand

Lovino wasn't sure what to do with his evening. It had been about a month since his longtime boyfriend, Antonio, had broken up with him. He hadn't quite gotten over the abrupt break up yet, and things hadn't been made better by the impromptu World Conference a day before. The poor Southern Italian had been seated directly across from the Spaniard and his new boyfriend, the Wine Basta- er, Francis, suffering through all the useless, uncalled for flirting. Needless to say, Lovi was not at his happiest. At least Feli's not here, he thought to himself with a sigh. Things were getting a little more… stressful for Romano. Being around his bro

                        "Mr. Okumura," You said walking up to his desk after he dismissed class.  He looked up at you with those intriguing teal eyes of his, the expression on his face placid.                        "Yes Persephone?" He asked as he stood up from his desk, tossing a semi-large satchel around his torso. "Is there something I can help you with?"                      "I was wondering if there was any school work that you wanted me to be caught up on," You said, crossing your arms behind your back, "Im determined to do well in your class."                      His eyes met yours again, then glanced towards the floor as he push

Like You, Love You (Death The Kid x Reader) (Author’s note: This was a request from MiseryRedWolf77 :D!  I hope you enjoy it!)   You sat at your desk at the DWMA just staring at your notebook.  It was like a black cloud was hovering above your head.  Everyone sensed your bad mood and tried to avoid you.  Everyone except for your two best friends, of course… “Hey, _____!”  Patty greeted you with a bright, cheerful smile.  You continued staring at your notebook. “Hey…” Liz arched an eyebrow and put a hand on her hip.  She eyed you suspiciously.  “Eat a rotten apple?” You turned your hea