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Had enough Reiji x reader (F/n)- First name (Fw/er)- Fusion wheel/Energy ring, or Bey name (E/r)- Energy ring (F/c)- Favourite colour (E/c)- Eye colour - "Get to the top, Reiji. Ryuga will need all those bladers as food", his leader pushed the slim framed glasses up his nose. Reiji scoffed, "Too easssy, I could do it in my sssleep." Doji smiled, "We will use you as best we can. After all those years of confinement, we should be able to control your every move. Mérci, give me his statistics." The cybernetic voice of the organisation's computer boomed out in its heavy French accent, "Yes master. Monsieur Reiji has reached 86% strength ca

Best friends. That's all it was supposed to be. That's all it was. That's what you kept telling yourself, anyway. Ever since the group took you in after Atlanta was overrun, you were immediately attached to Daryl. It was just... some sort of weird connection. Voodoo shit was in the air. You both knew how to shoot, and just from looking at him, you knew he had a similar past to yours. You conversed with him from time-to-time, getting closer despite his brother, Merle, trying to 'look out' for him. Eventually, your acquaintanceship with Daryl grew into friendship, and you never really talked to anyone else. Most people left you alone, as the

         "Why does nothing fun ever happen around here anymore? It's like all the adventures and near death experiences have just come to a crashing halt and now there's nothing left for us to do." Midna let out an annoyed sigh. "We have to do something about that, and we have to do it now." Zelda immediately agreed with Midna. "I'm fine with that, actually, I sort of miss being stolen and held for random. It was nice getting rescued." "I'm not really in a steal the princess and get beat up by link mood. So you all need to figure something else out." Ganon crossed his arms and sat back into his chair. "Losing all the time gets, pretty old."

My heart hurt. I walked down the muddy path. It was raining, but I don’t care anymore. I don’t care if my feet or my whole body is dirty. I don’t care about it, because my existence alone is a waste. My heart hurt, not only because of their insults, but also because of him. I had put my trust on him fully. I believe in him that he will always be by my side, or that’s what he told me. My parents threw me away from house when I was 5 years old for unknown reason. I cried all day long in front of my house, didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t get into the house nor do I wander around. When I was alone, crying

 Intro: Ah, a peacefully Saturday morning for (Y/n) a normal person who is always wanting nothing but bliss. You were sipping on some morning expresso coffee and reading a book until her phone rang. "(Y/n) resident, this is (Y/n) speaking, How may I help you?" You said politely yet business like. "Omg, like, you sound soo cute when you answer the phone (Y/n)!" The voice said on the other line. You smiled knowing that it was your best friend Poland calling you. "Hey Poland how can I help you today?" "WELL I just got some new clothes and stuff I want you to try out! And knowing that they are specifically in your size when they were made, I w

Ludwig was suspicious. And in his mind he had every right to be. Because his girlfriend, you, had been spending a lot of time with your mutual friend, Feli recently. Who is better known as the Northern part of the country Italy. Normally, Ludwig wouldn’t find anything weird about you hanging out with the bubbly Italian. The two of you had been best friends longer than Ludwig had even known him; he’s how the two of you met after all. But recently you were spending more and more time with Feli. You’d even started turning down spending time with Ludwig to do stuff with Feli. And Ludwig was getting jealous. Being the over thi

Awesome Karma And A Tree (Prussia x Reader) ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~ *Disclaimers; Little bit of cussing up ahead but not enough to put a restriction on.* Hope you enjoy it :3 ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~ ~~~ (Name) POV~~~ Well it was official; you were lost and had no idea where you were or how to get back to where you wanted to be, which right now was either A) At home in your bed, Sleeping or B) Kicking Ludwig’s ass for making you do this stupid survival practice thingy in the first place and then ditching you in the middle of god knows where! Sighing you continued to stroll a

Note - I made Loki a good guy; people don’t trust him but the attack on America wasn’t his fault. He was being controlled through the Tesseract. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Are you really sure this is a good idea, America?” asked (name). The blond haired, blue eyed man grinned at her. “Sure I am! I mean, I’m AMERICA!” America grinned at her. The woman sighed .She was a (tall/short) woman, with (h/c) colored hair that shimmered with blues and greens. Her (e/c) eyes were flecked with every eye color in the world, rare or n

"Come on babe, it's Christmas Eve!" You rolled your eyes at your boyfriends pleas and sighed before nodded at the overly hyper blonde. "Alright Al, one present, only because you're so damn cute." You said with a huff as he smiled at you and ran up to you scooping you into his arms as he made his way towards the living room where the bright, decorative tree was. "Alfred Jones, put me down right now!" You wiggled in his arms trying to get free only to have his hold tighten even more. "No chance babe, I love you in my arms!" You pouted slightly which earned you a kiss on the cheek. "I'm to big for you to carry me around like this Al." He st

It was another school day and you were walking to your locker. When you reached it, you put the things you didn’t need for the next class and took the ones you needed. You closed it and when you turned to walk, you heard someone called you. You turned your head to see who it was. “(name)!!” There, your best friend, Bella, was half running toward you. You stood there, waiting for her to reach you. She stopped in front of you and panted. You looked at her confused. It’s rare for her to pant after running. She must have been from the opposite side of the school and ran all the way here. Once she caught her breath, she

You sat down next to your friend Antonio. He ate his tomato as usual and kept a bright smile. You couldn't help but blush all the time you were around. You played with your (h/l)(h/c) hair as you watched him. Your (e/c) locked on his which made you blush even more. You looked down and stared at your belly. You tried to cover it with your arms and continued to listen to Antonio as he told his newest story. You ate slowly and took one of his tomatoes. He always brought some, and not to be mean you choked it down, even if you weren't very fond of their taste. The blush on your (s/c) cheeks left once the lunch bell rang and you walked to your cla

If there was one thing Francis Bonnefoy loved more than the world, it definitely had to be you. And also the fact that you were just too cute when you got drowsy. “You don’t have to stay awake with me, mon amour,” Francis spoke, his voice so gentle you could’ve sworn it was trying to coax you to sleep. “I’ll be finished with all this paperwork soon. Get some rest before me, oui?” “But…” A yawn broke through your voice, effectively cutting off your sentence. “…I don’t want you to be lonely…” His heart swelled at your words, a warm smile touching his l

You were visiting your best friend Tino for the past few weeks, but now it was time for you to go and visit your friend Elizabeta in Hungary.  Tino was running around his house in a state of panic.  “You can't go by yourself!” “Why not?” He began to tremble.  “My friend Matthias told me that Ivan Braginsky is now occupying land between here and Hungary.  I won't let my best friend go by herself!” “Are you saying you're going to take me then, Tino?” “No, silly,” he said and laughed humorlessly.  “I wouldn't be any match against Ivan.  So, I asked my good friend Berwald to

Hetaloid! Male! Belarus x Reader [Jealousy] Hetaloid x Reader Male! Belarus (Nikolai) x Reader The tree was decorated, the feast was in the oven, the snow was falling outside and there were presents under the tree. Christmas had come again. Your parents sat you down and pointed to a gigantic box. It looked as if a human could fit in it. You tore off the wrapping and gasped at what was inside. A Male Belarus Hetaloid! You thanked your parents and read the instructions. The instructions where simple 'to activate tell him something about marriage'. 'Well, that should be easy' you thought. Your dad carried it up the stairs to your room and pla

Allistor was angry, but he couldn't do anything about it. _, his crush/ friend was with the wrong guy. He was an idiot, and his name was Al. He even wore things that she didn't like, baggy jeans that went down to his knees, swag and yolo shirts, everything a douchebag is. And, he would yell at _ for the stupidest of things when Allistor wasn't around. He saw how miserable she would look after him yelling, it made her cry if someone yelled at her that's why she never gets in trouble. He loved her, he would treat her right. He already does, comforting her the best he can when she comes randomly to his house. He could write a book about her, e

You met him through his little sister. Well, met him for real. Vash Zwingli and you had been going to the same school for eight years now. You had moved into the area during elementary and had been stuck in the same class as him, but he had never acknowledged you. He always kept to himself, sort of. He used to be good friends with Roderich Edelstein, that musically artistic Austrian kid, but they kind of stopped being friends once middle school began. Over the years, you had been stuck in a few classes with him, though you had never given him much thought, just like you knew he hadn’t given you much thought either. But senior year w

“Women love when we do this, don’t they?” Warning: ‘Lime’ content— beware ;) “I’m telling you; I’m the awesomest!” “And I’m telling you… there’s no way you’re better than the hero!” “You’re both such fools—neither of you could be as great as me. I’m the King!” You giggled quietly. Much to your amusement, you were hanging out with the ‘Awesome Trio’, which consisted of Prussia, America, and Denmark. The four of you were currently at an evening festival to celebrate the opening of Japan’s newest

  You flipped through the channels of the tv, the warm remote in hand and your sleeping boyfriend, Tim, better know to you and the rest as the human representation of Netherlands.   Calling you a mixed-matched pair would be an understatement. Netherlands was so stotic and unresponsive. On the other hand, you were so energetic and cheerful all the time it seemed to combat Netherlands' seemingly pissy personality.   The only light in the room now came from the tv, the sun long since set. Groaning, you flopped to your side, resting your head on Netherlands' lap and continuing to flip through channels.   You paused only whe

Request: Austria x Reader Fuwa Fuwa Time~ ~~~ My first request, BANZAI!!! I was watching K-On and then POP! AN IDEA! Anyway, enjoy~ ~~~ "are you ready yet? i'm ready now. you must be sick and tired of this so i stop my breathing, just now " "Good work everyone!" You were done practising with your band, (band's name). You were practising in hope of winning the talent show, and to impress your teacher, Roderich. He had been teaching you for years now, when you were still 5. Now, you're 18, a full-grown lady. You may think that Roderich teaches piano... Well yes, he teaches piano. You study piano but you also asked his friend to teach yo

Speak No Evil LithuaniaxReader Firmly, you pressed your lips together, refusing to speak to your mother. The tears that had streaked down your face after the accident had dried, causing your cheeks to feel stiff. She didn’t understand. She was going to send you to a school where you could learn to speak again. But your case was different, you just couldn’t tell her. You didn’t want to speak. The horrors of what words could do to a person had traumatized you, leaving you scared to open your mouth to do much more than sob for the past few weeks. Your friend was dead because of people’s words, and you had suffered a

Demigod! Greece X Demigod! Reader- Protector inspired by Percy Jackson because I love PJO and I love Hetalia so this is the perfect match. Besides Heracles would make the sexiest demigod~ You screamed and scrambled backwards as the Minotaur stared at you like a piece of meat. This wasn't supposed to be happening. You just wanted a normal life. You were normal. You didn't want to see these creatures and you certainly did not want to meet one but here you were backed against a wall with a freaking Minotaur about to charge... "Mmm...demigod for breakfast. How delightful..." It hissed. You cringed "what the HELL are you talking about freak?

  "Why is he so mad at me?"  You had asked yourself this question over and over again, and sadly you received no answer to it as you paced your kitchen floor.  'He' referred to your Romanian friend, Vlad—you two had bumped into each other at the grocery store, after you had accidentally grabbed his shopping cart and he took yours. After a few minutes of confusion and a tad bit of chaos, the both of you managed to return the carts to their rightful owner and from then on started a strong friendship.  You had discovered that Vlad shared a lot of similar interests with you, such as fairy tales and the like. You were also interested i

IcelandxChubby!reader – Note to Yourself (Songfic) A/N.: I recommend you to listen to the song in the description. It was snowing heavily when you walked in the direction of the town centre.   Everything was covered in a thick layer of white, which drowned out most of the noises. People stayed inside their cosy, warm homes, spending time with their loved ones. So what was the reason for your journey outside? The answer is quite simple. Your best-friend Emil had asked, if you would like to go for a walk. Knowing how much the Icelandic boy loved this weather, you promptly agreed. It had been ages since you had done something together.

"You know, (Name), nothing's ever going to happen if you don't make a move." You sighed at the now familiar words coming from your friend, Elizabeta's, mouth. Ever since you unexpectedly developed a crush on the coolest guy in school, conversations like this happened all too often. "Liza, he's the most popular guy at our school. And I am nowhere near him in our high school hierarchy." The words were practically formality now. These conversations always played out the same, and had become almost a habit. It was Elizabeta's turn to sigh at your words. She never really expected a different answer, but she figured it could never hurt keep to try

WARNING: Does contain some mild sexual content! ---- Ugh. You picked up your night shirt, a simple black tee, and threw it at your mirror in disgust. Wiping a tear away with your wrist, you turned away from your vanity and flopped down on your bed. Your boyfriend, Eduard, would be here any second and you weren’t even close to being ready! Rolling over so that you were on your back, you stared at your cracked (f/c) ceiling and sighed, replaying the morning’s events thus far. It had started off fine. In a fit of excitement, you had raced down yours stairs at seven o’clock, ready for your date with your loving boyfriend. Po

See No Evil LatviaxReader Eyelids slid shut, you listened to the world around you. You had the day off from school and were going to take advantage of it. The park was full of many different sounds that varied over a large range during the day. When you had gotten there that morning, all you could hear was birds chirping. The morning dew on the grass soaked through your canvas shoes, but you could care less when you sat down on the damp wood of the bench. You didn’t know how long you had been sitting on that bench when you first heard the heavy footsteps of the landscapers who took care of the park. Moments after that, the loud bu

Leon Wang was not amused. Not in the least. His once beautiful dark brown hair had now yellow color. He hadn't see it coming. Yellow paint, from his hair, dropped on his shoulders, streaming down his red duangua creating yellow stripes. Oh, he was definitely not amused. Not far from there- in the hallway closet- you and Yong -Soo were trying to hold your voice so you were not heard by the furious man. Leon, the super unemotional bad-ass, was reduced to a still statue with paint flowing down his body, head to toe, while wearing a frown on his face and a killer aura on his back. He was out for blood. You and Yong-Soo were bored out of you

Chapter 1 – Bring Honor to us All You were in a fuzzy haze, but you felt your consciousness begin to return to you. You were laying stomach down and resting on your arms, from what you could tell. Your head lolled to the side slowly and you felt something in your hand. Before you could slowly awaken the sound of a rooster’s crow reached your ears. “Aaiee!” You jolted up and dropped what was in your hand. You look to the ground to see a strange pen of some sort, with that you also noticed three more things. Since when was their roosters at your house, who’s room was this, and why was there writing on your arms.

     'It is so beautiful here...' You thought with a slight smile when you were walking past a temple on your way to meet up with China, Thailand, Vietnam, Taiwan, and your long-time crush, Korea at the park. You stopped to admire the large pond next to the temple, watching as the large koi swim by.     "Planning on getting to the park anytime soon?" You jumped as you felt hands snake around you and grab your breasts. Your face went dark red. You turned around and your heart took flight as you saw Korea behind you with a humourous smirk on his face. "Wow, [Name], you have large breasts! They're bigger than Vietnam's and Taiwan's, da-ze!"

You sighed sleepily as you listened to Greece and Turkey fight again. You debated stepping between them singing 'why can't we be friends', but you didn't have the energy to do so because you were up all night, thanks to a lovely nightmare. "_______!" You were poked, almost causing you to fall over. "_____? Geez you look like you're about to fall asleep on your feet!" You shook your head and looked at the country who had poked you. You glared, yes of course it had to be Turkey. "Why do you care? I thought you were having a lovers quarrel with Greece." You were pleased with the look on Turkey's face. "We were not! We were only discussing-"