Monster F.A.C.E. x Horny Chubby reader Part 2 by mermaidfan, journal
Monster F.A.C.E. x Horny Chubby reader Part 2
Reader's POV
You were almost on the brink of tears. That damn bitch pushed you over the edge. Enough was enough. You were tired of being bullied by that witch. You ran into the woods. No where to go but there was no way you were going back.
You sat down on a log. To calm down and to take a breather. Your eyes were so blurry you had no idea that it was becoming really dark outside. The sun was going behind the clouds. Once your vision was clear enough to see day and night you realized you needed to find shelter.
You saw smoke up ahead so you head for that general direction. Once there you noticed a gate around a giant house. The gate had a
England x Reader ~Can't I even Dream? by Island-Of-Atlantis, literature
Literature
England x Reader ~Can't I even Dream?
.:Can't I even Dream?:.
[England x Reader]
One shot...
The violent wind slashes my face mercilessly, attacking the many cuts and bruises on my aching and shivering body. The rain pelts down on me and the black night offers me no hope as I force myself to run... Just run.
A fist crashes down and collides with my face, throwing me across the room and hit the concrete wall with a loud thud. I bit my bleeding lip, refusing to cry as my father approaches me with his fist raised and beer in the other hand. Mother latches onto his shirt begging and pleading to not hurt me, that earn her a punch in the face and she falls to the floor. I shake in fe
City Lights Sparkle {Male!Ukraine x Reader} by xYourHero, literature
Literature
City Lights Sparkle {Male!Ukraine x Reader}
His eyes filled with tears, “I-I’m sorry… I-I just can’t help that it’s this big…”
You sighed contentedly. Life seemed perfect today.
…Which was a little weird, due to the fact that on any other day you would’ve said life was boring as hell.
But, today was different. The sun was shining, it was a warm Saturday afternoon, and yesterday you had gotten an A on a test you’d previously been worrying about all week.
Oh, and then there was the fact that you were currently at the mall. The one you’d just moved down the street from, that is.
Yup, you loved your new house. Apparent
That Sexy Stalker! {Greece x Reader} by xYourHero, literature
Literature
That Sexy Stalker! {Greece x Reader}
“I want to throw you on my bed, strip you down, and make love to you while you leave scratches on my back and scream my name. If… that’s okay with you, of course.”
Warning: ‘Lime’ content— beware ;)
You’re a girl with a problem.
If he wasn’t in your life, then things would practically be perfect. But the fact was, he is in your life, whether you want him there or not.
You’ve got yourself a seemingly emotionless, creepy, perverted stalker who loves cats and has a habit of talking dirty. In other words; it’s Greece.
He loves you, or so he claims… but lately it seems
Confessions {Iceland x Reader} by xYourHero, literature
Literature
Confessions {Iceland x Reader}
“Do you even know what you’re saying? Don’t ever think about telling that to any other guy…”
Warning: ‘Lime’ content— beware ;)
You closed your eyes.
Iceland. He never left your thoughts.
You’ve had a huge crush on him since day one. You had only met him a couple years ago, but since then he was always on your mind. You couldn’t help it. He was just so perfect.
But you sometimes questioned his ability to love. He was so serious—all the time. Had he ever had a crush on anyone… ever? He didn’t seem like the type. Had he ever had a girlfriend? Had he ever liked
Bad Touch {Famous!Spain x Fan!Reader} by xYourHero, literature
Literature
Bad Touch {Famous!Spain x Fan!Reader}
“Why can’t you just pick me?”
Warning:‘Lime’ content— beware ;)
You looked up at the poster. It was still a little crooked, but it would have to do.
You’d just finished putting up your newest poster of your favorite band, Bad Touch. It had all three members on it—Prussia, France, and Spain, looking as great as they always did.
They were currently your obsession. But not just you; they had fangirls all over the world. They were a national phenomenon. Starting out in Europe, they quickly became the world’s most famous boy band.
Lately, Bad Touch was all you ever thought about. Usually y
Poker Face BelarusXReader by ButterflyXMoonlight, literature
Literature
Poker Face BelarusXReader
*aimai kabutta kamen moshikashite ima made miseteta sore mo uso? aitai tarinai HAATO sashidashite ki ga tsukya DAIYA mo ubawarechatteru.*
You didn't know why but she always wore one. It was rare for her to smile. NOT especially around you because the two of you were best friend; however the hell that happened. She always had her poke face on. She barely smiled.
*honshou? honnou? hontou?*
"Smile for me." You would tell her. These were the only times she did. She really only did when you told her to. She was very more...friendly around you. You had grown to like her in more then a friendly way but, you were both girls. How would th
Demon!England x Male!Reader ~Warmth by Island-Of-Atlantis, literature
Literature
Demon!England x Male!Reader ~Warmth
.:Warmth:.
[Demon!England x Male!Reader]
One shot...
The rain pelted hard on my running form, I ran afraid of the group of men not far behind me with knives and guns firing mercilessly at me making the shots ring in my ears along with the hard rain. My mouth tasted foul of my own blood that trickled down my head and left part of my face. I clutch my right arm as I run, it dripped with fresh blood from having a bullet wedged in the flesh.
I attempted to spread my demonic black wings to fly but stopped feeling a sting in a wing meaning a bullet had successfully shot through my wing, preventing me from flying.
My emerald eyes scanned the wet s
Papa!France x Child!Reader [ Why, Papa? ] by Hairbun503, literature
Literature
Papa!France x Child!Reader [ Why, Papa? ]
You walked home from your school, Junior World Academy, with tears in your eyes. How dare they be so mean! You furiously wiped the tears away from your face with your gloved hand, hating how the fuzzy fabric did nothing but spread the tears across your face. The cold wind took this opportunity to nip at your chubby face, letting the trails of tears across your face freeze. This made you walk even faster in an attempt to get home soon.
When you reached the elegant little house you live in, walking in to see your Papa pacing at the end of the hall, a phone held to his ear.
"What do you mean she isn't there?!" he shouted, a snarl lacing throug