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America x Reader- Empty Grave
I kneel beside the marble headstone, not caring about dirt clinging to my white dress and trace the words with my finger, setting the single rose in my other hand in the freshly cut grass.
“The First death of [F/N] [L/N]”
A smile plays across my lips as I think back to that day in the hospital, when everything had gone black. When my heart had stopped.
However, that was not the end.
To quote the doctors, I was a fighter.
And it was true. I hadn’t given up. Even when I had seen the light at the end of the tunnel.
I came back.
Ripped away from the clutches of death.
Technically, I was pronounced dead, and remained that way for roughly twenty minutes.
Perhaps the most peaceful twenty minutes of my life. But then I was shocked back to life, quite literally.
I smirk as I recall the other day when I was eating lunch with Alfred at our usual table.
“Why do you wear black so much? Are you like, in mourning?” he had asked out of the blue.
I had looked up
Soldier!America x Depressed!Reader- No Matter What
I sit in at the kitchen table, coffee cup in hand, but I make no move to drink.
I just stare, stare out the window. Not at anything in particular.
Just watching the cars, the birds, the people walking by.
All going on with their lives, whereas mine seems to be at a standstill.
I sigh and shut my eyes, thinking back to a happier time.
When I had him.
I sit alone on the swing, gently rocking back and forth. The tears sting my cheeks as the run down my face and I sob weakly. Just a little girl. All alone.
Suddenly I hear a noise from somewhere behind me.
I turn to see a smiling blonde boy, about my age, approaching. I bite my lip. Great.
Another Bully to make my life miserable.
As he gets closer, his blue eyes flash with concern.
“A-are you…alright?” I flinch at the sound of his words. “Y-yeah. I’m fine.”
Then, nervously, I look up to meet his gaze. “Are you here…to make fun of me too…?”
America x Reader- Best Trip Ever!
"Hey, [Name]. How do you feel about takin' a drive?" Alfred asked casually as he entered my living room where I was reading an article.
I looked up at him. "Sure. Did you have somewhere specific in mind?"
He smiled mischievously, blue eyes sparkling. "Sort of. You'll see."
After putting on some sneakers and grabbing my coat and scarf, just in case, we headed out to the car.
Just as I was about to climb into the passenger seat, Alfred stopped me to cover my eyes with a blindfold. "Seriously?" I frowned, not very amused. He laughed his usual loud laugh and I found a smile sneaking back onto my face. "Chill out, Dude! I want it to be a surprise."
Sighing, I slid in and buckled my seatbelt. The blonde closed my door once I was settled and I listened as he got in on the other side. I could hear the key turn in the ignition and soon the car was in motion, pulling out of my driveway and speeding along. I couldn't help but wonder where it was we were headed
Finally, the car c
Japan x Reader- My Favorite Manga
The bell above the door jingled merrily as I entered the cozy store.
It was wall to wall manga, and I sighed wistfully at the smell of freshly printed paper.
This was by far my favorite store.
And that wasn’t just because I had a crush on the clerk who worked there.
As I entered, he rose and bowed to me, short, dark hair shimmering slightly in the low light. “Welcome! If you have any questions, please ask.”
I smiled and nodded in return.
Trying not to embarrass myself, still very aware that the quiet Japanese man’s focus was still on me, I managed to casually shuffle off to the section of my favorite series without creating a scene.
So far, so good.
My eyes skimmed the spines of the different novels, searching for a particular title and number, and then I frowned in defeat.
What the heck?
Amazon said that the next volume came out today!
So where was it?
"Looking for this?" As if reading my mind, Kiku smiled holding up the newest volume of my favorite
Romano x Reader- Admiring from Afar
I jumped at the sound of a knock at the door.
Who could that be?
I glanced through the peephole before unlocking the door to see…
“HEY [NAME]!!! WHAT UPPP!!!”
It was my best friend, [Bf/N].
“Oh!” I smiled at her happily. “It’s nice to see you!”
Her attitude seemed to change slightly, as she leaned in close and whispered secretively, “And um...how is...Your neighbor?”
Then chuckling slightly at my blushing face, she pushed past me, seeing herself in. “Has he confessed yet?”
I took a deep breath and closed the door.
Why did I ever tell her about him?
My new Italian neighbor had managed to catch my eye, and it just so happened that my apartment had a fantastic view of him. If I timed things right, I could catch him on his way home, auburn hair glinting in the dim sunlight.
I was vaguely aware of my heart-rate increasing and tried to shake it off.
It probably wouldn’t work between us. I was way too shy to say an
Italy x Reader- Let's Boil Hot Water~!
Pausing in front of the window, I watched as the rain poured down, pattering endlessly against the glass.
A shiver ran through me, imagining how frigid it was outside and I returned to the couch, slipping beneath the blankets and sighing, grateful for the warmth.
Suddenly, my feeling of cozy security was interrupted by a loud, vigorous knock at the door.
"[Name]!! Please open up! It's really cold out here!" A voice with a familiar accent begged from outside.
Climbing out of my comfy nest, I slipped on my slippers and quickly undid the locks, pulling the door open.
Standing before me, was my Italian friend, shivering and soaking wet, yet he still managed a weak smile.
"Feli!" I exclaimed, pulling him inside. "What are you doing out at a time like this? You could get sick."
He pulled me into a big hug, getting my pajamas all wet and laughed merrily. "I really wanted to visit you! But after I started out on my walk to your house, this big storm came! So I just kept going."
"Why?" I stared
Romano x Reader- Keep my distance
'The sun is filling up the room and I can hear you dreaming
Do you feel the way I do, right now?
I wish we would just give up
'Cause the best part is falling, call it anything but love'
I watched Lovino Vargas as he gazed out the classroom windows, observing the sky. His expression was peaceful, hazel eyes reflecting the passing clouds. The more I stared at him, the faster my heart raced.
Was it possible that this was more than a crush? Could it be...Love?
Abruptly, I was shocked out of my revelation by an angry voice snapping at me.
"What are you staring at!?" I started slightly, suddenly aware of the Italian boy glaring at me.
"O-oh." I mumbled, averting my gaze and blushing deeply. "Sorry. Just spacing out "
His expression seemed to soften a bit and the brunette turned away. "Oh. I see."
'And I will make sure to keep my distance
Say "I love you" when you're not listening
And how long can we keep this up, up, up?'
The bell finally rung, releasing us from
AmericaxReaderxGuardianAngel!England- Not my Time
What could Alfred want to tell me so badly?
My mind is a whir as I hurry down the crowded sidewalks, recalling my last conversation with the excited American.
“We need to talk as soon as possible! Meet me in front of the park, okay?! And Hurry!”
I remember the anticipation in his voice which only confused me more.
He couldn’t want to break up, could he?
I try to shake that thought from my head, but in my momentary distraction, find myself colliding with a stranger. Picking myself up off the dirty cement and dusting myself off, I hurriedly apologize.
“Excuse me, miss?”
My eyes meet a piercing green gaze that seems to stare through me and I freeze, transfixed.
The strange man I had run into shuffles his feet awkwardly. “P-Perhaps you should…slow down...”
I realize he has an accent. English maybe?
I shake my head, trying to clear away some of the excess thoughts.
“I’m quite late.
Little!England x Little!Reader- A real wizard!
A car carefully pulled into the driveway of the little cottage on the outskirts of town. Its new occupants climbed out and walked up the long path to inspect their new residence.
"My," The woman exclaimed. "It's even more breathtaking in person."
The man laughed happily. "I told you it would be great! Now we just have to wait for the moving van." Just then, a little girl with [h/c] locks came bounding up to the two.
"Mommy! Can I go explore? Please, please, please!"
The woman smiled at her and rubbed her head.
"Sure, honey. But please, don't wander off to far, okay? Do you promise?"
Her daughter beamed up at her. "Okay! I promise."
Turning away, she took off towards the tree line which lay just at the end of the field.
Waving to her parents, she stepped off into the brush and began her adventure.
[Name] was buzzing with excitement. She had always wanted to go exploring and here she was, alone in the wilderness. The thought, as exciting as it was, was also somewhat scary to the young ch
America x reader- Why do you love me? So yeah(Hey this my first reader insert, I hope you guys like. Something I did in my free time and please give me some feedback, if you guys like I might just continue writing. So yeah enjoy~)
"F/N!!!!" I woke up screaming. I had an awful nightmare that my precious (F/N) decided to leave me for someone else. The room was still dark so I start patting the sides to make sure she was still there. I finally felt her form and immediately hug it.
"Nghh..." (F/N) groaned and buried her face in the pillow. I held her tighter and take in her smell. 'Oh god, I can't imagine a day without her,' I thought, but then I begin to wonder. 'Why does she love me?' I glance over her figure and push some hair strands out of her peaceful face. 'I mean seriously dude~She's like a perfect 10! I gotta know!'
I proceed to nudge her, "(F/N), (F/N)." Nothing. I start poking her squishy face to get a reaction. "(F/N), (F/N)," I repeat and I could feel her face twitch
[America x Reader] Playing HouseYour doorbell kept on ringing.
"I SAID WAIT A F*CKING MINUTE!" you shouted with irritation on your voice. You really hate impatient people plus you have a short temper and it seems someone is seriously making you flip the whole house upside down because of anger.
The doorbell kept on ringing anyway. NOW someone is really messing with you. You stomped your way angrily to the door and slammed it open.
"WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?!" you scowled. There stood an American with short dusty blond hair and baby blue eyes. Of course, it's Alfred F. Jones. You have been his friend for about 2 years now. You also developed feelings from him but you're good at hiding it.
"I know I told you to stop breaking the door down, but dont kill the doorbell!" you scolded him.
“Arthur is much more better than you.” you mumbled.
"__________! Let's play house! You're the mother and i'm the son!" he said as he hugged you; completely ignoring the lecture you're giving him.
"Hey! Listen to me mister!" you tr
Video Games AmericaXReaderHe'd found it!
His baby blue eyes were sparkling as he looked over the video game gleefully. He'd finally found it! It'd taken him weeks of searching this his large as his appatite house, but somehow Alfred F. Jones found Super Mario Bros buried in his top secret hamburger stash.
Well, he knew exactly what to do now: go over to the house of his video game bro, ____, pop that fucker in, and play until he could no longer use empty Mountain Dew bottles to release his piss(something Alfred had to do more than once on his gamer days)
Lazy fatass though he might be, when he had motivation(or a coupon for a free Big Mac) Alfred could run pretty damn fast, so it was no surprise that he was at your house in no time. Being Alfred, he didn't bother knocking and invited himself inside. "Hey bro, I finally found it! Let's go play!" He recieved no response, seeing as no one was on the first floor.
He assumed you were in your room and ran upstairs. What he didn't assume was that you
America x reader- Scared of the DarkI hate when we watch horror movies! You thought, as you walked closer to America's house.
He had invited you over to watch movies with you and sleep over, which you two didn't mind, it was normal. You'd been friends ever since you were little kids, and always had spent as much time as possible together. But sometimes America would want to watch movies with you, and out of every time he suggested watching one, only twice have they not been horror. He made you watch Star Wars, which you liked, and The Gray, which you ranted through the entire time because of it being a movie based on seeing how many ways a human could die in the wilderness. Anyway, you didn't like horror movies not because of the gore or the screaming or dying, but because America would always turn the lights off when you watched them. You were deathly afraid of the dark and whatever evil it held. You never told America though, you didn't want him to laugh at you.
Finally you reached the steps of the blonde's hous
A request for my close friend on DA; Animecake12~ she requested an AmericaXReader story so here ya go!
It was just another normal day with you spending pretty much the whole time with your boyfriend Alfred. You were completely in love with the childish male and you wanted to possibly hear wedding bells in you future but you didn't think Alfred was the type to get married and you didn't want Alfred to feel pressured, so you usually just brushed the feelings away telling yourself that you were happy with the relationship you had.
You sighed for the umpteenth time that day as you and Alfred watched old western movies at his house. You laid your head on his lap and sighed again only half paying attention to the movie that was playing. Alfred hearing this he looked down at you with concern.
"Hey, babe. You okay?" He asked brushing a few strands of (H/C) hair away from your face.
"Ya, I'm fine," you said smiling up at
America x reader- Just Another Day~You drive me crazy~
You heard a crash from the kitchen. Oh great... You thought.
"Hey, ___!" You hear your boyfriend shout from where the sound came from.
"Don't tell me you broke something!" You shouted back.
It went quiet for a moment, then you heard him nervously call, "T-totally not! Heh..."
You sighed, getting up and walking to the kitchen, peering in. There you saw America sitting on the counter, a bunch of glass on the floor below him. You put your hands on your hips, glaring at him.
"You're never allowed in the kitchen again." You stated.
"But ___!" He whined, "I was getting some coke and it just fell!"
You gave him a look, making him speak up again, "Ok fine, I accidentally hit it when I turned around!"
You smiled at his innocence, then noticed his hand was bleeding. "You tried picking it up, didn't you?"
"Shut up..." He said, looking at his hand.
You jumped up on the counter in the middle of the kitchen to avoid stepping on glass, moving over to the other count
America x Reader ~Nearsighted~~Nearsighted~
“Alfred, I like you.”
The person who you had a crush on for nearly three years was standing right in front of you and staring at you. Before, you had only stolen glances at him from various points of your classrooms afraid that he or some other classmate might catch you looking at him. Alfred wasn’t a particularly smart student, but just to increase your chances of being in the same classes with him, you remained in preparatory courses instead of the honors and advanced courses your teachers and counselors had recommended. Now, after many years of watching him from afar, you finally summed up your courage and confronted your aching feelings and fears by saying the three simple yet critical words.
“Say what?” Alfred replied. You hadn’t been expecting something like that.
Did I say it too softly? you wondered. Your face was beet-red, but nevertheless, you decided to try again.
“I like you,” you repeated yourself in a sl
America x reader- Mommy and Daddy~I love you~
You kneeled down next to a crying little boy, wiping away his tears.
"Mommy, I tripped and scraped my elbow!" He cried.
You smiled at your little boy. He'd grown so fast in only a few years. You picked him up, hugging him tight.
"America!" You called to your husband, "our son got himself hurt!"
"It was an accident, mommy!" The little boy said, squirming in your grip.
America walked outside holding your daughter. He smiled sweetly, giving a small chuckle at you and your feisty son.
"Come inside and we'll fix him up, poor little dude!" America laughed, walking back in and setting your daughter down.
The two siblings were twins, actually. The boy had bright blue eyes and short [your h/c] hair. The girl had your eyes and longer dirty-blonde hair. Both children had one hair sticking out, the boy a cowlick and the girl a hair curl.
You walked over to the kitchen sink where America stood. Setting the feisty little boy on the counter, you patted his head gently.
America x Reader - BOO!
America x Reader - BOO!
"Are you almost done up there, Alfred?" you called to your American friend, who was dressing into his costume upstairs.
"Almost done, _________! I just need to put on the jacket!" he calls back to you.
"Don't be too long, hero!" you teased.
"The Hero never procrastinates!" he shouted in response.
You rolled your eyes and giggled. Like you haven't heard him say that a million times before!
Alfred Jones had been your friend for as long as you could remember. You recalled the time when he had asked you for help on his math homework - at the time, he was having trouble with disjunctions - and you gladly obliged, since his grade had been slowly falling. After that, the two of you became fast friends.
Since then, you had met his twin brother, the quiet and often unheard Matthew Williams - who, being from Canada, loved maple syrup - and you had quickly befriended him. Later on, you were acquainted with his older brother, Arthur Kirkland; he was a v
America x Reader- Kiss
I sat there on the couch with a bag of Hershey kisses, munching away happily when
Alfred walked into the room.
"Whatcha doin, [Name]?"
I looked over at him. "Watching TV." I held the bag up. "Kiss?"
"Sure! I guess I could go for one."
I began to rifle around in the bag for a candy, not noticing the blonde sitting down beside me and leaning over.
I stared at him in confusion. "What are you-"
I was cut off by him pressing his lips against mine for a quick kiss before pulling away and laughing at my shocked expression. His blue eyes twinkled mischievously.
With a face as red as a tomato, I yelled, "I MEANT THE CANDY, NOT THE REAL THING YOU JERK!"
Still laughing, he fled the scene as I threw several of the candies at his
What the heck!?
Sighing and running my fingers through my hair, I smiled to myself, blushing slightly.
It was hard not to love him~!
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