1P vs 2P: Japan (Japan x Reader)“It’s so pretty tonight.” You said looking at the night sky filled with stars. You were walking back from a festival with your boyfriend, Kiku, heading to his home. You held his hand as he tensed up a bit then relaxed holding your hand as well. He was still getting used to you in his personal space but you were the only person he would allow in his space.1P vs 2P: Japan (Japan x Reader) by Mad-Mocha
“It’s beautifur.” He said but he wasn’t looking at the sky. You turned your head seeing him looking at you as you smiled. Kiku slide the door open as you both walked inside. “I’rr make us some tea. It wirr take the chirr off.”
“Alright.” You smiled as you walked into the other room and sat under the kotatsu to warm yourself up. Before long a hot cup of tea was set in front of you as Kiku joined you.
“Thank you, Kiku.” You took a sip from your tea as you felt your insides warm up. You were calm and warm as you enjoyed the quiet time with your boyfriend
1P vs 2P: Italy (Italy x Reader)You stretched as you sat up in bed. A yawn escaped your mouth as you looked around your boyfriend’s room that you had slept in the night before but something was missing. Your boyfriend. He wasn’t on his side of the bed as you looked over seeing the empty spot. Then you smelled it. You knew he was in the kitchen with his brother making pasta. You smiled as you quickly got dressed in a pair of jeans and a white tank top before running a brush through your (h/c) hair and walked out of the bedroom door.1P vs 2P: Italy (Italy x Reader) by Mad-Mocha
You peered over the railing outside the bedroom looking down able to see your boyfriend, Feliciano, in the kitchen stirring into a pot. Normally people would ask ‘Isn’t it a bit early for pasta?’ but not Feliciano. No he would always respond ‘It’s never too early for pasta.’
You smiled as you quickly walked down the stairs going behind your boyfriend and wrapping your arms around his waist.
He turned seeing your face and smiled. “Buongi
Seven Minutes In Heaven~ Hetalia X Male!Reader
You could see the occasional firework going off beyond your window from where you stood staring at yourself in the mirror, trying to figure out what you were going to wear to your friend's New Year party. Colorful explosions of light splattered the night sky in dancing waves of reds, blues, and numerous other colors before blinking out again into clouds of smoke; you had always loved all the bright lights and fireworks on New Year's. You glanced at your closet again, riffling through it before pulling out a few things and throwing them onto your bed "This should do it…" you mumble, trying your chosen outfit on.
Adjusting your shirt you looked at what you had decided on, running a brush through your (h/l) (h/c) hair as you put it in its usual style. You were wearing a black dress shirt with a red tie, dark grey pants, and dark red converse. What could you say? You wanted to be casual, but you just preferred to be a bit classier at a party. No skinny jeans or tight clothing for yo
Try Again - Levi x Reader
Levi gaped in revulsion as the Military Police in charge of your “interrogation” mercilessly slammed your face into the cold hard surface of the concrete. Evidently he cared little whether or not he should use lethal force.
The grey flooring was now stained with your blood, littered with broken teeth that came from the back of your mouth. But despite how badly you were being injured – you didn’t make a cry out in pain. Not once. You didn’t want them to have that satisfaction. You had willpower stronger than this man’s attacks – you refused to give him what he wanted.
Your vision was blurred; as far as you could see, your surroundings were all but nonexistent. The brutal assault he carried out on you might very well lead to your death, if it continued.
Your bones were broken, your skin torn as crimson stained your clothes, as a sickly purple stained your flesh. Pain shot through your entire body. Not one move you made could avoid its grasp on yo
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