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2p!America x Bullied!Reader: Unexpected

Alfred stared at the computer screen with a not so amused expression. It was another photo his friend Oliver had taken with his "Oh so perfect family" he had. Well, that's what the cupcake freak call's his family. He glanced a the almost mirror imagine son Oliver had. Except his son had the eyes of his mother. A disgust tone trickled from brunette's throat and closed the window. He could take anymore of this cutesy shit. But somehow he was slightly envious of what Oliver had. A beautiful wife, a good home, a decent job, a smiling son.

Years ago this would make the American's head turn away and sneer at the thought, but now. Being older, he f

~Safe in Your Arms~ A Germany x Reader One Shot

"Alright men! Ready.. Aim.."
You broke free of the strong grip of your German fiance and bolted towards the shooting grounds.
"Fire!!"
"No!" You screamed as you reached out your hand towards your parents who were propped against the wooden poles, blindfolded. Lightning cracked in the sky as the guns were fired making it hard to distinguish the two. Rain began pouring as you tripped and fell on the ground.. It was too late. You laid on the ground, tears streaking your mud splashed face. Your hand was outstretched towards to two slumped over bodies that now lay lifeless. You sobbed hopelessly as there was nothing else you could do.. You were now left with the guilt of their deaths, despite what they would want you to think. The last thing they spoke to you was in fact the opposite, it was their dying wish that you'd live your life, regretless, with your German officer.
As you laid there weeping, you felt steady arms wrap around you and lift your

AwesomeTrioXWaitress!Reader You're Too Awesome

AwesomeTrioXReader

It was an average night for (Name). She returned from her part-time job at the local McDonald's, only to get ready for her job as a waitress at the local bar.

She sighed. Having to deal with annoying costumers, screaming kids, and low pay was more than enough to drive someone mad. The only thing that made it all bearable was that her best friends came to visit her at work most everyday.

Alfred F. Jones, Gilbert Beilschmidt, and Mathias Køhler. The three obnoxious, loud, fun loving goofballs where the best friends that (Name) could ever ask for. Each of them was able to be quick with a joke to cheer her up, their a

AmericaxReader: Mine!AmericaxReader: Mine!

You lounged quietly on the couch with your long time best friend, Alfred Jones. Your head rested in his lap as he blasted away at Call of Duty. The quiet clicking of the gun on the screen was the only sound and you were fine with that. It was always nice to just have a bit of blessed quiet while Alfred was around. You yawned lazily while you watched him play his game for a moment before standing from the couch and stretching. Al glanced
at you before turning his cerulean gaze back to the gaze.

“Where ya goin dudette?” He questioned his gaze once again flicking to you. You shrugged.

“Grabbing a snack

Shimeji!2P!England x Reader - Rainbow girl (2)

"My new shimeji is so adorable~! Thank you so much for showing me how to get one!"

"Oh, you're welcome, ________," your close friend giggled as you both walked out of the school. "It was the least I could do since you were so interested in them." Silence then enveloped you both as your friend adjusted her hold on her back pack. She just now realized that she had to empty it out before she hurt her back.

Laughing at her flustered expression, you held out a hand. "Here, let me help you with that." She shook her head.

"No, no, I'll be okay. Besides, your house isn't too far from here."

"Yeah, you're right...hey!" you suddenly yelled.

Your f

America X Reader - Shaking

America X Reader

“Alfred! Get your ass up and help me with these!” you growled as you pointed to the dirty pile of clothes on the floor. Alfred was sprawled out on the couch, one leg hanging off as he slurped down a coke.

“Waidouneedmahhelp?” he mumbled as he shoved another potato chip in his mouth. Yes, you did love your best friend Alfred, but sometimes you just couldn’t stand him.

“Because! It’s not all my clothes! It’s mostly all yours!” you practically shrieked as you kicked a pair of his dirty, hamburger stained pants. He took no notice of you and kept watching the bright colours

Door 8 (Matador!SpainXReader)

You stepped through door number eight and straight into a place that was sunny and warm.

You looked around and found that you were in a line to a stadium type structure, and everything was in Spanish.

You made it into this stadium and started to get jostled around furiously, you finally was pushed through a doorway where you soundly fell of your face with a loud ‘Thud’.

“Oi chica! Are you ok?” a masculine voice with a heavy Spanish accent said and you looked up to find emerald green eyes staring at you with curiosity and worry.

“Um, I’m fine” you said shakily as the strange but handsome man dress

NorwayXTsundere!Reader They're Pretty Cool

Ahh, school. One of the most hated places for any teenager. Especially if that teenager was (Name). God, she HATED school. Sure, she had friends, the teachers were moderate, the homework was small, what could be wrong? Besides the fact that her crush was next to her. In. Every. Single. Class.

The (h/c) female just couldn't stand it. She had different ways of showing she cared for him, and those ways were lashing out with her sharp tongue at him. Not that it seemed to bother..... Him.

The light blond and dull blue eyed boy was enough to drive her mad. She loved him, she really did, but her actions did give out mixed signals. What made matter

EnglandxReader - Warm Me Up

You walk down the street in the heavy rain, sighing. Not long until you’re home really. Well, that is if you consider a half hour walk ‘not long’.
Turning the corner, some lightning cracks above you chorused with the loud rumble of thunder. You decide to run for it, trying to get home as soon as possible. You’re already soaked through and home isn’t as close as you hope in this weather.
…as you turn the next corner, you realise where you are. This is Arthur’s street. Cold from so much rain, you run up the steps to Arthur Kirkland’s front door, hammering on it and ringing the bell twice.
The Brit’

~Always~ An Italy x Reader One Shot

It had been two years, five months, and eleven days since the day the accident happened. Feliciano never could let go of the guilt after he saw you get lifted into the ambulance. He had just been so mesmerized by your sparkling eyes that he hadn't seen the large garbage truck pull out in front of your car. He escaped with only minor injuries, but you now suffered from amnesia. You had been in a coma for the first month and every day a strange man would come and tell you how much he loved you. He seemed so familiar yet so distant. You knew deep down that this man was connected to you in some way.
You woke up in the same pure white bed every day, the first thing in your view was a huge glass vase full of roses. They always brought a smile to your face. You would go over to them and give them water, watching as the drops of water glistened in the sunlight. You would then bathe, dress and go to the same dining area. You'd sit in the same chair in the co

~In Your Eyes~ A Prussia x Reader One Shot

"Suck it losers! Make way for the awesome Gilbert!"
You giggled as your best friend Gilbert continued to make a fool of himself. He didn't care and that's what you loved about him. Sure, he could be a little brash and prideful, but there was another side to him. In middle school, you were always the target because you got the best grades. You were outside the school, surrounded by a group of girls. They had pushed you into the wall and broken your glasses, now they just sneered and laughed as you cried. Then out of nowhere appeared this strange looking boy. He came up to you and picked up your broken glasses and then turned to the girls. "You know, bullying is so not awesome." He grabbed your arm and pulled you away from them. Ever since then, you've clung to his side. That was the day you fell for the egotistical sweetheart.
You and Gilbert were spending study hall in the library, with you actually studyin

~Linger~ A Romano x Reader One Shot

To think, that of all people, you'd fall for Romano. He was cold, hostile, and just plain rude most of the time, especially to you. You were relentless though. He'd often comment on how stuck up his ass you were. You knew he was just doing it to egg you on and hoping to get a little fun out of picking on you. Everyone needed someone, that's what you'd say. The first time he heard that response, he actually stopped for a minute and looked touched. You knew Romano could be different if he wanted to, he only acted this way to try to get what little attention he could. One day, he opened up to you, mind you he was drunk off his ass, but nonetheless, he spilled all his feelings on that long car ride home. It was then you realized you really did love the man, despite all his issues and self esteem complex. He had shown a different side to you only on occasion when you two were alone. A slight touch here, a hug there, even a peck on the c

Drunk!EnglandxReader

Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you took it out to check who it was. It was your friend Arthur. You answered.
“Hello? Arthur?”
“’ello ________. *hic* I’m really *hic* drunk right now. Can I come over and *hic* stay the night?”
You sighed. This was the 5th time this month he had asked you that. You should’ve known that’s what he was calling about.
“Sure. Whatever. Where are you?” you asked.
“Open your door,” he told you and hung up.
You waked to your front door and opened it. There was a drunken Arthur, standing on your doormat, wearing nothing but a black apro

Baby Birds Agni X Reader

“Be careful up there, and make sure you don't look down.” Against Agni's better judgment, he'd allowed you to be the one to climb to the roof. Since your first step on the ladder, he'd been begging you to be careful or to come down. “Please, why don't you let me do that, I would never be able to forgive myself is something were to happen to you.”

“I'll be just fine. You just worry about holding that ladder steady.” You took the last few steps up reaching the roof without any problems. “Which way am I going now? Everything looks different from up here.”

“To your left, but please,

RussiaXReader Sleepy Winter Studies

RussiaXReader

"(Name)? You awake?"

(Name) jumped at the sound of her friend's voice. She looked to her left and saw Toris Laurinaitis. The brunette was staring at her with his pools of curious green eyes. She yawned and rubber her eyes tiredly.

"Sorry, Torris. Winter just makes me sleepy sometimes." she yawned.

It was winter time during the school year. With (Name) cramming for exams in a couple weeks, and the holidays coming up, she hardly had anytime for her friends, including her crush.

Ah, her crush. The tall platinum haired, violet eyed, handsome Russian, Ivan Braginsky. Every time he smiled his childlike grin at her, she would just

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Inked Paint Bucket Ch. 03

by *HyperKoneko, Mar 30, 2012, 5:38:10 PM
Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Romance

With a swift move, Blob snatched Arty in his arms and dodged out of the way, the ink nearly hitting them.  Slightly ticked but not losing his cool, he released her and turned to face the tank that was on the other side of the street.

"So what is your problemo, now?  You can't just barge in and disrupt the peace!" he yelled from where he was standing.

A megaphone was turned on from the outer shell of the tank.  There was some sudden shushing and swearing in the background, then all went silent.

"S-surrender yourselves now, Color Underground members!  By order of authority, we have the right to arrest you!" a shrill, yet uncertain male voice was heard.  It was well distinguished that it was an Inky.

"Definitely not today, bub!" Blob triumphantly teased.  Shrugging in disagreement of being arrested, he continued. "By all means, feel free to try!"  He then started with a quick sprint and took a mighty leap into the air, ready to tackle the monstrous contraption.

"W-wait!  Halt!  Don't attack, aaahhh!  The soldier drops the mic, two other voices were heard in the background.

"In the name of Ink, someone pull that switch!" the second soldier demanded.

"I'm coming!" scowled the third soldier.

More movement was heard, followed by a small beep sound.  The cannon moved automatically as it aimed at the air-borne Blob.

Not taking too much consideration about the cannon, Blob suddenly dropped elevation and made a swift flipping kick to the barrel of the cannon.  The barrel snapped in half like a dry bone, sending splinters of metal into the air as evergreen color splashed onto its surface.

Turning the latch door knob, the Inkies skittered out from the tank before the color lashed their black uniforms of lame design.

Looking irked, but not losing his cool just yet, de Blob walked up to one of the Inkies, who cowered behind a mailbox.  His face was beaded with sweat as he shivered from cowardliness.  Blob snatched the soldier by the collar of his uniform and lifted him onto his feet with ease.

"Alright, who's plot is this?" Blob asked the frightened soldier.  His other hand was curled into a fist in case if he had to beat the answers out of him.  "For sure, I haven't heard of Comrade Black for two straight years." he advised the soldier.

"O-of course I know he's nowhere to be seen!" the soldier spat, barely containing himself.  "Why, we all heard about this a week afterwards--"

"Let's get off that subject..." Blob interrupted the frightened Inky.  "Now tell me who planned this?!" he growled, losing his temper at a fast pace.  He lightly shook the soldier, causing him to cower and squeal.

"Aaack!  Waaahh!  Von Blot!  Von Blot!  Doctor Von Blot planned this attack!  I surrender, just don't hurt me!" the soldier pleaded and waved his arms in a frenzy.

End of Chapter 3

Inked Paint Bucket Ch. 03by *HyperKoneko

Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Romance

Meh... copy and paste method didn't work, so I rewrote it!

Enjoy!

The characters mentioned in this fanfic are in their Gijinka form, or humanized. To see what they look like, please see my "Gijinka Project" folder. They should be there! [link]

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Chapter 01: [link]

Chapter 02: [link]

Chapter 04: [link]

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Inked Paint Bucket: a de Blob fanfic (C) Andrea V aka ~KittyTheShapeshifter

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