A stage in life. France x Reader. One Shot.
I was sitting there watching all the couples, families, and elders walk past the Eiffel Tower. There smiling faces made me happy yet sad at the same time. I wanted to be like them, happy with the one i loved, a family. Sure i had Matthew and such but that was because he was originally new france, yet my king at the time did not head to my words and i lost him to Arthur.
I sighed and sat there a smile on my face as i recall all the years i lived and all the memories that came with them. There was my days as a pirate, sailing around with Gilbert and Antonio, gaining my riches and title. Then there was the time i tricked Arthur to grow out his hair, now that was fun. Or the time i taught Matthew how to cook when Arthur was not around. Then there was my days of knight hood...then there was Joann. I missed her beautiful smile and strong willing spirit.
"May i sit with you?"
I looked up at the new voice and saw a woman with (_) long wavy hair and a gorgeous smile.
I scooted to the si
These Scares. 2p France x Reader. oneshot.
"OOIII SIS WHERE ARE YOU?"
i walked into the two storied studio apartment following Sage and Lutz. I really do not even know why i was here? why did i even say yes to Sage when he asked us to come over to his house...all because his sister was looking for someone to draw. I'd rather be sitting at home, in my room, in the dark. Solitude was my sanctuary and i was wishing i was there.
"IM UP HERE!!!"
We all looked up to the staircase as music started to crash through out the house. Now i was really wishing i was at home.
"WELL COME ON GUYS!"
i could barely hear Sage as he took Lutz by the sleeve. It was no secret to the fact that they had a thing for each other, yet being the hard asses they were they never said anything about it. Not really surprising since how Lutz was a training, military, engineering maniac while Sage was one of the most deadliest street fighters, mill workers, gun toting men you will ever meet.
I walked behind them as we climbed the stairs. Once i reached the second
Netherlands x Reader. one shot. always together.
There you lay looking up through the watery surface looking at the moon.
It was funny actually most thought of you as a mermaid but in reality you were damned here. Long long ago before the earth started to change there lived a beautiful man in the forest. It was said that he would take you to safety and paradise.
One day you had to run away or the bishops would burn you too the stake. Hours upon hours, miles upon miles you ran for your life always hearing the mob not to far behind.
"why art though running?"
said the mysterious man. There you saw him, the knight that would protect you.
"thy people art to burn thou upon thy stake dear sir."
"Such a pity to torch such a beautiful siren?"
You looked upon the man and felt tears fall down your cheeks as he held his hand out too you.
"Let me take thou to safety?"
With that you entered your soul bound contract with Dutch man. His hair was that of hay dancing upon his olive eyes. His armor shone with brilliance upon his royal clothing.
Scotland x doll!reader. part 1. threaded heart.
There i was standing in my doorway, cigarette hanging limply im between my lips, my fingures scratching my stomach. Standing there in front of me was my youngest brother Jett. His arm was out stretched, doll in hand, trying to shove it up my nose.
"I dinne wan' yer doll Jett."
"Just take the Sheila of my hands will ya?"
I took the doll and looked down at 'her'. Her (_) button eyes were faded and chipped, one button was hanging on to dear life by its orange string. Her tanned fabric skin was worn down and almost see threw in certain areas, cotton poked thru others. Her (_) yarn hair was in clumps and patches, stained and ragged. Her dress was more so the same. Guessing it used to be a royal colour of cerilian blue, now it was so faded it was mistaken for white with blue stains. Maybe that was just the case of it.
I looked up only to see jett gone. There he was pulling out of my driveway and speeding off. Before i knew it my cigarette fell out of my mouth and i ran out onto my lawn. Cuss
Carry on. France x Reader. Request
There you were sitting on your couch eating your cookie dough ice cream, playing resident evil 6 with your best friend Angelina. You two were waiting for the BTT to show up so you can watch Angie's and there band practice.
Normally you would have been ecstatic to see everyone but right now you were pissed. In fact beyond pissed, you were out raged. Your boyfriend of 3 years dumped you for some fluzy hungarian woman!!! HOW COULD RODERICH DO THAT TO YOU!!!!!
"um honey please dont brake the controller."
You eyed Angie as you went on a killing spree, slicing all the zombies with Leon's knife like some crazy mass murderer.
"I cant help it i keep on thinking about that douche canoe!!! like what the hell!!!"
you heard her sigh as you two ran into the grave yard heading towards the church.
"Shit Frost dogs."
"K got them."
Your eyes watched as leon went running towards the putrefying creatures at your command. With several button mashes the mutts were shot down and dissolving leaving you with s