Denmark X Reader Best Friend Chptr 1 by nettybester, literature
Literature
Denmark X Reader Best Friend Chptr 1
The wind was whipping your (h/c) hair across your face, agitating you to no end. A small string of curse words, caused by the same strand of fine h/l hair would escape from the restrainment behind your ear, left your lips as you continued down the sidewalk to your small house. Though you were only 16 you still lived alone. Your parents wernt dead or anything, you just like your personal space is all. Though you were a teenager that didn't mean that you partied till it was first hour like most of the moronic schoolmates you encountered during the school day. You went to Hetalia Academy, a school for very rich people. You wernt very rich, so
Denmark X Reader Best Friend Chptr 1 by nettybester, literature
Literature
Denmark X Reader Best Friend Chptr 1
The wind was whipping your (h/c) hair across your face, agitating you to no end. A small string of curse words, caused by the same strand of fine h/l hair would escape from the restrainment behind your ear, left your lips as you continued down the sidewalk to your small house. Though you were only 16 you still lived alone. Your parents wernt dead or anything, you just like your personal space is all. Though you were a teenager that didn't mean that you partied till it was first hour like most of the moronic schoolmates you encountered during the school day. You went to Hetalia Academy, a school for very rich people. You wernt very rich, so
DavexReader - Teach Me How To Dance by xForeverStrange, literature
Literature
DavexReader - Teach Me How To Dance
Tonight was a beautiful night where the stars were shining and the sky was clear. The sun had finished setting and the air was just the right temperature to be outside. You were outside with all of your friends on a wooden pavilion surrounded by brightly lit lanterns and blasting music. Everyone was chatting and having fun as music softly played in the back ground. You didn’t have your shoes on as you danced happily on the wooden platform with Jade, your feet making soft thuds as you hopped around. It was a nice night; you liked it this way where everyone could be who they wanted with the security of the thick forest trees hiding them.
Ouran Host Club wwffy ch3 by supergal12000, literature
Literature
Ouran Host Club wwffy ch3
Once again! Another daring chapter of Ouran wwffy! (Who Would Fall For You!) Your adventures in Ouran continue with quite a shock! It seems Kaoru is straddling you just as the other hosts look in! What is a girl to do? <3
This… does NOT look good.' you stared at the two males staring at your door frowning.
The boy above you frowned looking down at you back to his brother and his friend.
"Okay… this is TOTALLY not what it looks l-"
"YOU MONSTER!!!!" >A< Tamaki pointed a shaking finger to Kaoru.
"Hey will you listen to me?! I know it LOOKS bad but-"
"It's not like that!" you shot up knocking heads with him.
"Argh!" you both
America x reader-love signs(request) by eriko-neko, literature
Literature
America x reader-love signs(request)
You were staring out your window, looking across the way at the blonde boy who stared back. He took his sight off of you for a minute to look down. When he looked back up he brought a sheet of paper to the window too. You touched the glass and smiled as you read the note. 'Tomorrow, ok! I'll have it by Tomorrow', it read. You nodded and looked down to find your marker. You got a piece of paper off your bed and wrote 'Good. Cause we're killing the planet using all this paper everyday', then stretched the paper against the glass.
Your best friend, Alfred was finally going to get a cellphone. You two have been friends since second grade
The answer is popcorn-ItalyxReaderxdrabble crack by Mew-Ayame, literature
Literature
The answer is popcorn-ItalyxReaderxdrabble crack
Ah, Saturday. The time of week where you're only supposed to laze around and do nothing. Which, by the way, you were currently doing exactly that. Curled up in bed, wearing your favorite pajamas, snug as a bug. Everything was so quiet in the Italian household, which was consider extremely rare. Especially when Romano wasn't raising hell over the simplest things.
Ah, so peaceful...As you were floating away into sweet dreams, a certain pasta-loving man came crashing onto your bed, scaring the living h-e-double-pocky sticks out of you, causing you to jump high enough to almost reach the ceiling from being tremendously surprise.
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