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Guerra, Amor y TraicionGuerra, Amor y Traición
Capitulo 1 "El Comienzo"
Soy Blossom Utonio tengo 16 años, Hace unos años mi reino estaba unido con otros siete reinos Los cuales siempre estuvimos en paz y unidos.
Uno era el de mi hermana menor Bubbles Utonio al cual llamo "Rosa azul" ya que era su flor favorita y su color preferido.
Otro era el de mi otra hermana Buttercup Utonio , al cual llamo "Roble verde" ya que ella siempre decía que era tan dura como un roble y su color favorito era el verde, no se de ella desde hace un tiempo porque ella siempre esta en batallas.
Mi favorito es el de mi amado Brick Him "Carmesi" lo llamo asi por el color de un lago que después de una guerra se mancho con tanta sangre que quedo de ese color.
Otro el reino "otro lado del mar" se llama asi porque es una isla en el centro del mar. Alli vive un gran amigo mi y de Brick, llamado Boomer Jojo, el cual es el prom
Sebastian x Child! Reader: Her Butler, Proud
Sebastian x Child! Reader
Her Butler, Proud
It was nearing twilight as the last fractals of light disappeared into the nighttime clouds of a periwinkle sky. Carriages clattered noisily through the streets of London chauffeuring the elite of society to the nearest theaters and other forms of entertainment.
From the depths of the large city a single stately house sat in mild splendor, with warm light wafting through large clear-cut windows. From within the home, a couple finished dressing to the nines and made their way down to the entryway where their Butler awaited to help them into their coats.
The Master of the house- a nearly twenty-five year old Ciel Phantomhive- regally shrugged into his overcoat, before holding out his arm to his wife. With an intelligent light blue eye the man gazed at her, before once more returning his attention to the statuesque figure dressed in black.
“We’ll return after the oper
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Catch Me If You Can
You were at your room, completely feeling bored since everyone's busy. That's when you thought that they'll play with you by force if you do so. So you entered their rooms and took their t-shirt that has their flag pattern on them.
Oliver looked at you you, only to see you wearing his Britain flag patterned t-shirt.
"Oh no, poppet! I'm still wearing that!" Oliver said as he walks towards you but you quickly ran away.
"Catch me if you can!"
Your father chased you around the house for no more than two and a half hours but you really had fun. Oliver took a break from the chase and you did your victory dance.
Allen turned away from the t.v, only to see you wearing his American flag patterned t-shirt.
"I was looking all over for that! Thank for finding it doll." Right before Allen could even come near you, you ran away.
"Catch me if you can!"
The chase lasted for a minute, having Allen tripped over which game him a nosebleed.
Reactions (Levi x Reader)
Levi never smiles.
That was a fact all of the Legion has accepted. It was difficult to get a laugh from him, even if it was just a tiny smile.
Therefore, it became your personal mission to get him to.
"What? How to get him to smile?" Hanji laughs, patting you on the shoulder, "I don't think you'll ever succeed on doing that." You frown, thinking hard.
"Well, I could at least, you know, try." They tap a finger on their chin, an amused expression on their face. After a long moment, they snap their fingers, a wide smile pulling at the corners of their lips.
"Are you kidding me?" you deadpan, pinching the bridge of your nose with your forefinger and thumb.
"What? I've seen him smile when he sees cleaning supplies! I'm sure it's bound to work!" Hanji beams, and you sigh.
"Fine, fine. I'll go get them," you say, and you
2p!child!America x reader x 2p!child!Canada-SitterPlease, make sure you have time to read this before you start >w< It is long as hell and has a shit load of cuss words and some stuff sexually said, nothing done, but probably still not suited for the average child XD Enjoy~!
You, a seventeen year old, were one of the 'best' babysitters in your city. Parents would almost literally throw money at you to babysit their kids. The reason for the quotes around the word best is because, you weren't that good. You didn't even like kids, but it did pay. That was all that mattered.
Those who truly knew you, would call you a troubled teen. You didn't believe that though. You felt that others thought, just because you weren't clean cut and perky, that you were troubled. You weren't. Sure, you might stay out late, cussed out a few adults before, and have a drink or two with friends. You didn't think those were grounds to call you troubled. Your parents thought you were fine.
Their names were Tino and Berwald. You thought you t
Stupid Cat (Jealous America x Reader x Americat)
Stupid Cat (Jealous!America x Reader x Americat)
*Disclaimers; Little bit of cussing up ahead but not enough to put a restriction on, also quite a few POV changes, Other than that enjoy :3*
~~~Third Person POV~~~
Alfred was happy that you had moved in with him, he truly was, after all it is normal for a couple to share a house after sometime dating. He got to spend more time with you and show his affection towards you more often, however so did his stupid obese cat.
The same stupid cat that has been hoarding you attention ever since you got here, the same god-damn cat that attacks him if he gets too close to you, the same annoying cat that gets away with EVERYTHING!, and to put it simply it was pissing him off.
Alfred peered around the wall, cheeks puffed out and lips forming a pout as he glared daggers at the fat fur ball on your lap.
To no surprise you were focu
ExtremeDrunk!2P!America x Child!Reader - Numb
You were sitting across the table with Allen who appeared to be really drunk. It was less than an hour for him to drink a glass of beer, whiskey and four bottles of vodka. And like every other time, you had your camera with you.
Allen was so drunk that he'd ask you if you'd like some from time to time but you refused after what your father told you about what happens if you drink alcohol. It was scary.
Oliver and Francois were out and Matthieu was sleeping upstairs.
"Do you... Do you have *hic* your camera?" Allen asked.
You nodded and took out your camera.
"Good!" Allen stoop up, "Video me singing*hic* Numb."
You nod again, hoping that he'd not remember what he did tomorrow. You pressed the record button and waited for whathe's going to do.
"What you're tired and you want to
Feel lost in a very hypocritical human face!
I do not know what I want!
The pressure of walking shoes!
It caught just below this one!
I did all the steps, you're wrong
Just take the role of the toes!" Allen sand a
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Talent Show
You looked up at the notice board on the school hallway that has a new paper pinned to it. 'Talent Show'. The title of the paper said. You smiled brightly, taking your pen, writing your name on the blanks below. "[y/n] kirk-Oof!"
You looked up and see the person who pushed you. It was a girl, same age as you. Hair blond with bright blue eyes, yet you can see the arrogance on her face.
"Like, move away loser!" she said, in disgusted as she write her name on the blank "Come on, Jane~"
"I-I'll catch up with you later." the girl behind her said.
The blonde nodded and skipped away.
"I'm sorry about that." The girl helped you get up "I-I'm Jane and the girl who pushed you was Sarah.
"That's okay~ I'm [y/n]~" you smiled then walked up to the notice board and complete your last name, "land~!"
"I-I'm really sorry!" Jane blurted.
You turned to her. "Don't be sorry. You're not the one who did it."
"B-But S-Sarah always blame m-me"
"And why is that?"
"W-Well... Sarah's father is a millionare which
Infectus [Hunger Games!AU] | Levi x Reader
Your body trembled; anxiety reaching high levels as you swallowed hard, inhaling deeply in a weak attempt to calm yourself. In the world you lived in-- the one you desperately wished to be normal, there was something that should have never existed.
Twenty-four people were chosen. It didn’t matter who they were-- they were tributes. They were young. They were innocent.
But it only lasted for so long.
You had always managed not to get chosen, thankfully, but every time the drawing happened, you were on the edge of insanity. This time had been no different.
Silence among the crowd, your blood ran cold at a familiar word.
Desperation brought out the worst in people. Everyone did whatever was necessary to survive, regardless of the consequences. You never wanted to become like that. You swore to never succumb to such actions.
But you had to.
Like everyone else, you had something-- someone to live for. And you certainly wouldn’t go without a fight.
At first, you wanted
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - 2P!England
Gripping the blanket even tighter around your shivering shoulders you raced up the stairwell. Reaching the top of the stairs you took a quicker breather before continue to run up the next flight of stairs. Once you had reached the next floor you only had to walk across to reach room 272. Gathering the blanket tighter in your hands you lightly knocked on the door, hoping that he’d answer.
From behind the door you heard a little commotion, someone yawning before hearing shuffles towards the door. The door opened slowly at first but then was fully swung open. Inside was a very awake Oliver although from his bed hair you could tell that he had been asleep only moments ago. You noticed that his bright blue eyes were stable and not swirled with pink which you took as a good sign. Oliver was wearing a pastel blue shirt with the word ‘no’ printed in bold white letters. You guessed it was from his pastel goth days. Along with the shirt Oliver also wore pink pants.
Guerra, Amor y Traicion Guerra, Amor y Traición
Capitulo 2 "Caminos Separados"
Soy Milagros y tengo 16 años
Todos tuvimos que tomar caminos separados aunque no quisiéramos y tener que gustarnos no eraopcion aunque nuestros reinos se separaran soñábamos que se unirían pronto, pero no la guerra continuaba y no había remedio.
La gente moria y parecía no importarle a nadie lo cual nos dolia, teníamos dos opciones seguir aquí pensando en nuestro sufrimiento o en el del pueblo.
Todos decidimos proteger a nuestros hogares.
Con el tiempo algunos reinos se unieron como el Reino "Carmesi" y el reino "Esperanza".
Pero el mio siempre decía que para una guerra no se necesitaban amigos todo esto comenzó hace poco pero para mi parece una eternida
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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