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~Warmth of a Hand~ Nyo!Belarus x Amnesiac!Reader
Warmth of a <Lover's> Hand
Nyo!Belarus x Amnesiac!Reader
"There is to be a new neighbor,' Demetri had explained so many weeks ago, 'And she will be Ivan's age. Is that not cool? Finally our Ivan will have some friends!"
She was to move in the following day, with her father and older brother. The only ones excited for the new neighbor's arrival was Demetri and his twin, Yekaterina. The two had been trying so hard to raise their siblings right, and yet, most had no friends. Ivan and Anya got along well enough, but siblings were siblings, not friends. Natalia had friends with many other girls from around the world, but no one close by. It was truly only Nikolai that remained alone for most of the time. He would sit in his room, staring out the window. Normally, he would have been bothering Anya, or bickering with Natalia. Yet, he could not even bring himself to get out of bed.
“Goddamn it!” You shrilled, his hand gripping at yours in a rough manner as he tugged you along a snowy street in Minsk. “Nikolai! Where are you taking me?!”
He bit his bottom lip before looking down at you through clear near blue eyes. That’s something you figured out just recently. His eye color had the tendency to change colors, depending solely on his mood, though this time around, you couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling for he kept a steady face. Turing suddenly, he began walking down stairs, to the subway you figured for you remember him tell you that his city did have a subway system.
“I won’t tell you.” He said in a stern way, “This is what I like best about you being a tourist. You don’t know where I’m taking you. I could be taking you to death, and you don’t even know.”
You stared at him through wide eyes, before smiling softly at your naturally rough, loud spoken lover. “You wouldn&
| Dear Stalker | ~ Male!Belarus x Reader
| Dear Stalker |
Patient! Male! Belarus x Psychiatrist! Reader
“Do you… ever get the feeling that you’re being watched? Because if it bothers you, I’ll stop…”
The shifting of papers and files were all you could hear as you began unpacking into your new office. It was your first time on the job as a licensed psychiatrist, and in all honesty, you were a bit nervous.
It was mostly a case of the jitters, however. You’d recently graduated college with a degree in psychiatry, finished the internship, and were now working at a mental health institution called Sutter Medical Center. Today was your first day, and though you were slightly anxious, you knew you’d be okay once you began talking with your first client.
You’d always been eager to help people, especially wit
Don't Go Home || Male!Belarus x ReaderYou and Nikolai were chit-chatting on his bed.
Earlier this afternoon, you came over to his house and told him that you were bored and that you wanted to hang out with him.
He didn't hesitate and kissed your cheek as he let you in.
You talked about anything to everything. From candy brands to political issues.
It was really comforting to talk to him.
You and him layed there until you saw the clock. Your eyes widened as you looked at the time.
"It's almost 12 AM?! Seriously? Wow, time does fly fast..."
You sadly looked at Nikolai as you realized you had to leave.
"Oh, Nik, It's almost 12 I gotta— Wah!"
You were interrupted as arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you down.
"Don't go home..." He said while he tightened his grip on your waist.
"But it's already midnight!" You tried pulling away but it was proven futile.
"You aren't Cinderella. Please stay. I hate being alone..." His voice faltered and he pla
Romano x Reader - Jealous Confession
“Feli, don’t these tomatoes belong to Romano? I don’t think we sh–”
“Nonsense, _____! I’m sure fratello won’t mind if we use his tomatoes in the pasta sauce, ve~”
“Are you sure? I mean, Romano really likes tomatoes…”
“I’m more than sure! Now c’mon, we need to go look for a pot to boil our pasta noodles in. I forgot where I left it… I think it’s in the basement, ve…”
“Si! Pasta can be cooked anywhere, _____! Now come with me, our basement is dark and I don’t want to go alone. It’s really scary, ve~”
“Don’t worry Feli, I’ll be right behind you.”
If looks could kill, Antonio was fairly sure that the venomous glare Romano was sending both _____ and
Howl (2p!America x Reader)Howl (Reader x 2p!America)
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
He made you like this! He made you aggressive and bitter! He made you hate all who cross you! He created a monster! A beast! You punched a wall, not even recoiling in pain. You were aggravated. No. You were furious! Your phone rang. It was Him. You answered and put it on speaker. "Babe. Please come back? I know I don't say this often but I love you." GAH! You didn't even let him finish! You quickly hang up and head to that fuckers apartment.
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
You almost punch the door while knocking. He opened on the 3rd knock. "
2p!CanadaXReader: Lethe"Who are you?"
Matthieu twitches, your question catching him off guard. Your voice is in a low whisper, and your eyes have subtle hints of fear with in them. It's not like he wasn't used to the question; oh no, he got it almost every day, or people not noticing him when he's practically breathing down their necks. And that is also why, he would beat people to a bloody pulp, so that way they would remember his name, and he wouldn't be forgotten. But there was only one problem in this situation: he couldn't hurt you. In fact, his personal purpose was to do the opposite, he only wanted to protect you. But only habits die hard, he catches his fingers that itch for the hockey stick, and instead, they curl up to form fist.
"I'm M-Matthieu," He curses himself for stuttering, thinking about how if Al saw heard him right now he wouldn't hear the end of it, he could almost hear the douche bag laugh in his face. He waits for your reaction. Your blinked, and your body relax, you blushed in
DOLLHOUSE [America X Reader]
WARING: some swearwords but not much.
Everything what there reader is singing is written cursive
[Y/N] stood in front the mirror. Her long [h/s] [H/C] hair looked perfectly. Her [pale/tan/dark] skin had any spot. It was pure and looked perfectly like her hair. Her clear [e/c] eyes shined like diamonds. Her smile was perfectly pretty and didn’t look unnatural. The perfect girl stood in front of this mirror. Her school uniform fitted perfectly as well.
“[Y/N] hurry up. We will be late Honey~” the sound of the voice of her mother let her shiver. For a short moment the perfect girl was gone. She swallowed and took her bag and smart phone. She just wanted to leave the room when she looked again in the mirror.
“This damn dollhouse! How I hate you!” she sweated in silent about her live.
[Y/N] [L/N] was a perfect girl. She was friendly, popular, pretty, a really good student at the WW Academy. She had a wonderfu
Huh what do you mean? Norway X reader
Huh what do you mean? Norway X reader
“Lukas!” (Y/N) yells. She does this every day. First she yells my name. Then she runs to me and hugs me. After that she talks about what she found out today. Last she leaves. But today was different. Today she ran right past me while saying a quick, “good morning”. Wait where is she going?
“Hey,” I yelled out to her. “(Y/N) come here.” She stops and ran over. She (h/l) (h/c) trails behind her.
“Yes?” She asked me. She smile makes me feel strange.
“Tell me something.” I said.
“Huh…what?” She said. “Um I said good morning.” I just wanted to face palm, but I didn’t.
“Not that… tell me…tell me something new.” I spoke out to her while thinking in the middle.
“Something new…What do you mean, Lukas?” She put her right hand on her chin as she thought.
Reader x Norway- Reading He pushed her down onto the bed softly and straddle her as he kissed her roughly but passionately sending shivers down the girl's spine. They began removing every article of clothing as the heat from their bodies kept rising. Oh they were losing themselves in the sweet feel of lust. The girl began rubbing slow circles on his chest as he was about to----
"What are you reading ____?"
You quickly shut the book as Norway stared at you emotionlessly.
"N-nothing!" you said nervously
He slightly raised his eyebrow and sat down next to you on the couch.
It was then silent and you kept your eyes glued to the books cover, meanwhile praying Norway would leave.
After a few moments of awkward silence, Norway finally spoke.
"Is that Finland in a maid outfit?"
You quickly lifted your head up and dropped the book.
"EH?! Really? Where?" you looked around frantically, ready to pounce on Finland.
"Norway I don't see anything." You say before freezing in your spot.
The book you had been rea
2p!AmericaxReader: My Cheese Ball“Al, Al it’s time to go,” you said trying to get your best friend/boyfriend to let go of the bottle of beer.
“Sorry, but you owe me a drink.” He slurred.
You sighed, “And why is that?”
“Cuz when I looked at you, I dropped mine,” he took another swig from his bottle.
“Al Jones, let go of the bottle. You’re drunk.”
Al gave you a sloppy, lopsided, but still hot smile, “I’m not drunk!” He swung his arm around your shoulder and buried his face into your neck, “I’m just intoxicated by you…”
You smiled and gave him a small kiss on the forehead, “Thanks, hon.”
“You know,” Al said as you dragged him out of the car, “if you were a stop light, I’d turn red every time you passed by, just so I could stare at you a bit longer.”
“I’m sure you would,” you said getting out the door.
“BABY, YOU MUST BE A LIGHT SWITCH, CUZ EVE