My Hero - Older Brother!Levi x Reader“… I would now like to invite Miss [Y/N] Ackerman to say a few words.”
Murmurs ripple throughout the crowd like a wave as you rise, adjusting your cape and picking up the all too familiar Survey Corps patch from the unoccupied seat next to you.
It shouldn’t be empty, but it is.
The walk to the podium isn’t very far from your front row spot, but you hurry anyways, wanting to get this over and done with as soon as possible. In your mind, you attempt to go through your speech again but all you can bring yourself to think about is keeping your chin up and ways to get through the speech without blubbering like a useless child.
Finally reaching the podium, you take a moment to ensure that you have a firm grip on the Survey Corps patch (almost like a good luck charm) before you eventually open your mouth to speak.
“As some of you may already know, my name is [Y/N] Ackerman. First of all, I’d like to thank you all for coming. I really appreciate
RomanoxReader: The Nation's Three Questions
LovinoxReader - The Nation’s Three Questions
Rewritten Version of The King’s Three Questions
*Lovino Cursing And Being A Jerk Warning*
King Lovino sat at his throne again. He was bored once again. Many thought him as a cruel ruler, as he often played nasty and fatal tricks on this around him. But it wasn’t his fault he got bored easily. What else was there to do? All the other nobles ran the kingdom for him. All he did was send messages through the Royal Adviser, his younger brother. He was always smarter, always the better sibling. They listened to him more and followed his advice.
He was the problem. And he was also going to help solve the other problem.
Lovino called Feliciano in front of him. His younger brother came running up, sliding on the slick marble floor, before bowing in front of his king. “Si, fratello?”
“I’m fucking bored,” Lovino explained with a w
If I Were A Boy [FinlandxReaderxSlight!Denmark]
Warning!: Tino in this is, you called it, a female. While I was on vacation, my best friend who came with me turned on this show The Glee Project, and normally, I'm not a fan of Glee, or Beyonce for that matter, but when Nellie had to sing, man. It was beautiful. In this, the singer is Maija, since I couldn't find fem!Finland's most commonly used name. There is slight yuri, but nothing mature. Hope you enjoy!
If I were a boy... even just for a day...
The day was beautiful; clear blue skies accented the lovely warm weather and the bright yellow sun hung overhead, making everyone in the park as cheerful as could be. Well, not ever
Male! Belgium x Reader ~ Poppy and Gourmet Love!
Poppy and Gourmet Love!
-______! _______! Where are you? Bell shouted at the top of his lungs, looking for you. You snickered from within the tight closet of the house he owned that you were currently in, holding the "Royal Poppy" seeds that the Belgian teen was looking for.
-______, I'm serious here! You could even imagine his pout with those big almond eyes by the tone of his voice. Give the seeds back! This is the perfect time to plant them! And Felicja is coming over today to help us plant them! Poppies are her royal flowers too! AWW, COME ON! ______! Get over here and---AAAH!
You laughed as you opened the closet door that he stood in front of, as you guessed from the closeness of his voice, and jumped on his back, clinging to his broad shoulders as you wrapped your legs around his waist and dropped the packet of seeds on his hand that was outstretched in surprise.
-Chill, Bell~! I'd give them back!...Eventually! You winked as he looked over his shoulder
My 'Awesome' Pen Pal (Prussia x Reader) Chapter 7
You mumbled inaudible words as you took your seat in the slightly over crowded plane. You were still a little upset with Gilbert for buying you a plane ticket to his home, but a part of yourself was flattered for his actions, although you would never admit it. You stared out the window, watching as several people worked below the plane, and sighed. You were actually going to Germany to see your pen pal...for the very first time. You were a bit nervous about meeting him. Gilbert mentioned in the back of the letter that he would be there to get you once you arrived, but you didn't exactly know how you were going to find him. You brought out the old picture of Gilbird and looked at the where he was seated upon. The white hair was the only thing you had to make your search a little easier. That and Gilbird, because you highly doubted anyone else would have a small chick sitting on top of their heads.
You let out another tired sigh and leaned back in your seat, remembering how you told your
Trip to the Library (Hetalia x Reader)‘It’s been a while since I’ve been to the library.’ You said to yourself as you looked up at the amazing structure, carrying the marvelous collection of books you could think of. Sure, it was a place that not a lot of people would go, seeing as they would rather spend their days in the park, mall or theater. Yet you loved the library, and this was where you going to spend the rest of your wonderful afternoon.
Entering one of your favorite places of solitude, you smiled at the wide array of books, each with different topics that you were ready to explore. Where to start? You had all afternoon, and maybe evening to search for some books to borrow and take home.
You decided to search for…
Fix me, I'm broken A young brunette woman stared at the picture on the wall. Her son, growing into a young adult. Sixteen years old with a smile despite the past years. Her little girl, who in her eyes was perfect in every way. In the picture were also her young son, her adopted twins, and her newest little bundle of joy. In the picture she stood holding the little infant, and the hand of him. The “perfect” family: A mother, a father and their beautiful children. She stared at it again, as the tears welled in her eyes. All she could see in this was a broken hearted son, a fatherless son, two twin who she brought into horrible circumstances and two gorgeous girls that she loved with every fiber of her being, and damaged forever. How could you do this to them? You're supposed to love these kids! They're your kids Olive! She grabbed onto a blunt object, not even looking let alone caring to see what it was, and swung it into the picture