"Dearie? Where are you? I've made some cupcakes downstairs." Oliver's sweet voice rang through my ears. Usually I would be by the taller males side even as he made the cupcakes, b-but I was having problem … a big one, and it had been caused by my best friend, Oliver Kirkland the mad cupcake maker. We had been friends since five, but as we entered Highschool he was usually to busy with his brothers on some 'errands' so I was always enjoyed to spend some time with him even if it was a talk in the hallway. "[M!N]? Please come out, your worrying me." His voice sounded closer and I let out a small whimper holding my legs tighter as I resi

GermanyXStepdaughter!Reader Not How It Used to Be by leakittychan, literature

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GermanyXStepdaughter!Reader Not How It Used to Be

Days passed and soon you got used to your new/old home again. Not that you weren't happy at Hungary's house, but returning to your real home was great. You spent peaceful days with your stepfather, Ludwig and thankfully as time passed, you two felt less and less nervous and awkward around each other. You spent most of your time together and it seemed like nothing could separate you anymore. You didn't do special things but anything you did was a joy. And you talked a lot, both of you had so much to share, sometimes you felt like there won't ever be enough time to tell everything. You built up a daily routine quite quickly though, and your f

GreecexReader~The Taste of Arousal~ by GydroZMaa, literature

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GreecexReader~The Taste of Arousal~

GreecexReader~The Taste of Arousal~ ~~Just a note: this is a tad suggestive (that's an understatement)~~ "Nyan…Who's a cute, little kitty-cat?" you cooed playfully and tickled the soft gray cat under its chin. The cat began to purr with a deep rumble in its throat very much like how Heracles did when you stroked his shaggy chestnut-brown hair. Another cat, a tortoise-shell, walked up to you and began to rub its head on your leg. I am the cat queen! you thought amusingly to yourself. "All hail the cat queen!" you said to the plethora of cats that was gathering around you. "If you're the cat queen, then I must be the cat king," a mell

Hetalia X Portugal!Reader - Chapter 2 by bela523, literature

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Hetalia X Portugal!Reader - Chapter 2

As she was getting off the meeting, (Y/N) cracked all the bones in her body. Literately. Everyone looked at her in complete shock and horror. “What? Did I already made a point that I’m really old?” She said kind of annoyed of the amount of times some of the countries asked her if she was really older than China or even older than Prussia. Everybody almost seemingly coughed into their fists all at the same time. Well, almost everybody. England and Spain seemed to be looking at her with adoration, Greece continued with his deep slumber and both Netherlands and Sweden desired to have a stare down with the iconic nation. With

Hetalia X Portugal!Reader - Chapter 1 by bela523, literature

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Hetalia X Portugal!Reader - Chapter 1

“Would you all just shut up dudes? You are all being so uncool! The hero needs to talk!” America’s loud voice echoed throughout the room where the world conference was being held in. “You bloody git! No one cares about what you have to say so just listen to us and behave yourself!” The British accent that belonged to England made itself be noticed along with background noise that spread through all the space where all the countries were. “Calm down England. You are not very gentlemanly, unlike moi! Ohonhonhonhon~~!” France brushed his hair pass his shoulders as he said this. There was a certain Germa

Fem!Reader x Various female countries-Lesbian bar1 by NinjaJaffaCake, journal

Fem!Reader x Various female countries-Lesbian bar1

Jun 23, 2013

Part 1 You, a girl at the age of 20, going to a lesbian bar. Why, you ask? That's obvious to find a girlfriend or maybe just a girl to have fun with. But you dread to think...they might all be butch and look like men. Like a stereotypical thing. But you aren't like that. You're gentle and very femenine. You're wearing a Jessica rabbit style dress and your hair all curled like hers as well. (You can choose what hair colour, eye colour and skin colour you want.) You're wearing little make-up, since you're too pretty to be wearing thick layers of it. You have matching shoes, with 2 inch heels. You finally arrive. This is your first time here,

America x Male!Reader: Eh?! I'm a girl?! (Part 2) by aureaidA, literature

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America x Male!Reader: Eh?! I'm a girl?! (Part 2)

RING RING RING You groaned. Really? Of all the shittiest ass things that could happen, it has to be morning. Lmao. But anyways, it's needed unless you needed some shit to come up and yell at you. Letting out a yawn, you lifted yourself from your lying position and made your way to the bathroom. But before that... '7:00 A.M. Lmao. I'm fucking late /again/. Don't want Mr. Pres going mad right now.' A sly smirk crept to your face. This is going to be a hella good day. But still, something felt wrong. Every time you take a step or movement it just doesn't feel right. Raising an eyebrow, you hurriedly went to the bathroom and quickly took a l

America x Male!Reader: Eh?! I'm a girl?! (Part 1) by aureaidA, literature

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America x Male!Reader: Eh?! I'm a girl?! (Part 1)

Morning was great. The sun was all bright, perfect enough for a little jog. Well, not for you, that is. 'Man, basketball practice was hard.' You thought, sighing. 'Honestly, those judges are more like a biased type- if it is all like this, I would rather not be in a game.' You kept jogging, before stopping to a nearby house. Arthur. You smirked. Well, isn't this going to be fun. To you, Arthur was pretty rude. He always hits you for doing 'basketball moves' in class, listing you in penalties, and getting you scolded by your homeroom teacher for how many times. Wait, 50! Ha! Well, he was a pain in other words. Anyway, you walked towards his

Selfie HornyAmerica X MaleReader by Snowflake102, literature

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Selfie HornyAmerica X MaleReader

You were at your house. Innocently doing your homework for school at your desk. Often looking at your laptop on the website you where on to do your homework on, You had to learn why America had entered WWII and had to answer the questions in your notebook. You were eating (favourite snack) while doing this. Often tucking some (hair colour) hair out of your (eye colour) eyes. Suddenly your phone viabrated on the desk, pulling you away from your homework and looking at the text. My Hero <3: Hey Babe. I've got a present for you ;) You smiled and picked up your phone, dismissing the pencil onto the lined paper and forgetting about your comp

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