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JapanxReader ~ I heard that
Turn left. Turn right. Make a U-turn. Make a left turn at the fifth stop sign. Keep on going for another... *calculating* ... 50 miles.

"WHAT?!" You shrieked as you hit the breaks. Your car instantly stopped, almost making you hit your head on the steering wheel. Glaring at your newly bought GPS, you took a hold of it and threw it angrily outside your window.

Cheap crap, I knew I shouldn't have bought that GPS from that suspicious looking guy in the white van...

Sighing to yourself, you pushed a curl of hair behind your ear and restarted your car engine to get back onto the road. Technically, you were on your way to your friend Kiku's hous
Child!PrussiaxReaderxChild!Germany- Mothers Day
"Mutti! Mutti!"

The all too familiar words that had come from your energetic children's lips echoed down the hall, making its way into the bedroom you had currently been residing. Not moments before had you been engulfed in a rather peacefull slumber, dreaming of the husband you had wished could be with you at this very moment, arms wrapped tightly and securely around your waist as if to tell you that you were free from any danger; that nothing in the world could harm you. Unfortunately, the only thing you were greeted to when you opened your tired, (e/c) hued orbs was the numb feeling that the empty, desolate space beside you brought. Thoug
Learning German
You had decided to go to the library after school so you could study. You sat yourself down at an empty chair and cracked open your books. You read over the tiny print passages and sighed in frustration. Your final exam for your second language course was coming up on Monday, and it didn't help that you never were good with languages.

"Why did I even take German," you groaned as you rested your head on the library table. "I have three days to learn a new language," you muttered.

After you had complained about the language for a good hour, you decided to try and study some more. You looked over your notes in your notebook and tried to recoll
Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 2
You sat by yourself in the far corner of the cafeteria at an empty lunch table, absently drumming your fingers against its surface with your chin in your hand, your stomach giving off loud, impatient growls every few seconds. How you wished you had your lunch money with you at that moment and would have been able to buy at least something to keep you from being as hungry as you were now. If you had known that something like the previous incident with Gilbert was going to happen, you would have at least brought your own lunch, even if you would've risked him getting angry at the fact that you didn’t have any money.

You lifted your gaze,
LudwigxReaderxAlfred - Careful What You Wish For
 _____ rubbed her hands together nervously, pacing her living room in silence. She knew her husband Ludwig would be home any minute, and her head was reeling with ways to tell him her news.

“Aw, man,” she muttered, running her hand through her hair as she thought, a gesture she had picked up from Ludwig. “What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?”

She froze as she heard the front door being unlocked and pushed open, heavy footsteps coming into the house and closing the door and locking it. She whirled around to see her husband stagger into the living room. She immediately pulled her best smile and said, “Hi, Lu
Dense (AmericaxTomboy!Reader)  "What's up, Al?" You asked as you saw your blonde-haired friend.
  "Dude, _______________, you wanna go to my totally awesome party this weekend?!" He yelled, his blue eyes sparkling more than usual.
  "Hell yeah!" You reply, subconsciously grabbing the thin bra strap through your shirt and adjusting it. The action went unnoticed by Alfred, who continued to squirm.
  "Hey, remember that time Artie got drunk as hell and almost made out with Francis? This is gonna be even crazier! I can't wait!"
  "Yeah, sounds great! But I swear, if slip something into my stuff again, you will never be able to make a child, Alfred Jones." You added darkly, recalling the time he had somehow managed to slip estrogen supplements into your drink. You had no idea where or how he had gotten hold of them, but you had spent the whole of the next day doubled over on the toilet.
  Alfred gulped, looking a bit scared as he replied, "N-no way, dude. I won't do it again, I a
Semicolon (EnglandxReader)Semicolon
EnglandxReader

The high-pitched ringing of Arthur Kirkland’s phone woke him up in the silence of the night and, glaring at the obnoxious device, he quickly answered it while rubbing his duly throbbing temples. An irritated “Hello?” was muttered from his end as he stared at the numbers on his alarm clock. It was nearly midnight.

“Mr. Kirkland?” a quiet voice stuttered into the receiver and Arthur felt his fatigue disappear.

Furrowing his thick brows, he swallowed, “Yes. Who is this?”

The hushed voice didn’t answer. “I- I know that you gave us your number with the intent of
AmericaxTomboy!Reader: For You
You smacked Alfred up the head as ‘YOU LOSE’ flashes across your screen. “Jerk!”
“Ha I win!”
“This is co-op mode!”
“Oh…round two?”
You moved your earphones from your head and turned to look at your best friend. “So I heard (name you hate) is going to ask you out. What’s up with that?”
Alfred unplugged himself from his game and chuckled, “Yeah.”
Pulling your knees up to your chest you asked, “What ya gonna say?”
Your best friend shrugged, “Don’t know. She’s kinda a b**ch and not my type.”
Tugging nervously at you
2p!America x Bullied!Reader: Unexpected
Alfred stared at the computer screen with a not so amused expression. It was another photo his friend Oliver had taken with his "Oh so perfect family" he had. Well, that's what the cupcake freak call's his family. He glanced a the almost mirror imagine son Oliver had. Except his son had the eyes of his mother. A disgust tone trickled from brunette's throat and closed the window. He could take anymore of this cutesy shit. But somehow he was slightly envious of what Oliver had. A beautiful wife, a good home, a decent job, a smiling son.

Years ago this would make the American's head turn away and sneer at the thought, but now. Being older, he f
JapanxMermaid!ReaderJapanxMermaid!Reader

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Kiku's hands shook as he lifted the worn wooden bucket. The precious sea water within sloshed over the sides, a few drops splattering the scuffed stone beneath his tabi socks.

It wasn't his first time preforming this duty. He had preformed the ritual countless number of times, but each time he had had his fathers critical gaze to steady his hands.

Now, however, he was alone, frightened of messing up, unsure if he would preform it correctly.

If he messed up, it would be on his head and at a terrible price, The secret his entire village strove to protect would be rui
Happy Birthday Norway! [Sick!Norway x Reader]
Lucky Stars [Sick!Norway x Reader]

    Today was the Norwegian man's birthday, and he wasn't in top condition to celebrate it fully.

    You frowned, a bit unhappy that your friend would have to be confined to his room on his special day. An unexpected cold had ambushed him, and you felt like it was your duty to pay him a visit, just to see of he was doing alright.

    That's why you were standing on the doorstep of the Nordics' house, leaning slightly on the heels on your feet, waiting for someone to welcome you in.

    You were met with Finland, who was also one of your friends. He welcomed you in, in full knowledge on the reason fo
America x Country!Reader Take Me Instead
Take Me Instead
America x Country! Reader

I stood on the balcony of my hotel room looking out in the nightlife of the busy streets of New York. I came here often to unwind a bit and enjoy the city life. People think I’m crazy for coming to New York only to relax, but there’s something about this place that puts my mind to ease. It’s 1:30 a.m. and I’m still having one of those insomnia episodes, for some reason I haven’t been having good sleep. I’ve thinking about her too much.

She has been invading my mind when I try to get some peaceful slumber. I try to get her image out of my head, but she seems to al
Open Chair - Jealous!America X ReaderOpen Chair – Jealous!America X Reader

For the first time in the obnoxious boy’s history, America was the first to arrive at a meeting. Often he wandered in late or what he called “fashionably late”, though that was only an excuse which he had been using for over a century now.  This excuse, however, did not settle well with most of the countries and frequently ended with Germany or England berating him for it.

He snickered to himself as he made his way through the empty room, imaging the awestricken faces of those two when they saw he had appeared before them. He could barely contain himself as he thought about the b
You only have one shot (Mafia!RomanoXReader)Lovino growled, snapping his foot in irritation against the hard concrete of the garage. He sent another scowl at the shiny silver watch strapped to his wrist, his glare deepening. Where the hell were you?! You were never this late! Another growl left him as he started pacing up and down the wide, open space of the base.

Most of his men watched him nervously, knowing exactly what could happen when he was in such an agitated state. They’d seen enough bloodied noses and broken teeth to know it was wise for them to keep their mouths shut. Only the boss’s brother seemed oblivious to his anger, humming happily as he played with a tabb
RomanoxReader - Pasta Apologies“Fratello, I want you to meet my new friend!”

Feliciano bounded into the house, interrupting Lovino in his peaceful nap time. He didn’t want to meet any more of his brother’s friends. He didn’t like them, but he couldn’t just get rid of them. What was sad, is him brother chose his friends more than family.

“I don’t want to meet your friends, you bastard.” Lovino growled and sat up, turning his glare to his brother. Behind the saddened Italian, was a pouting woman, (e/c) eyes bright and watery. She pushed a lock of (h/c) hair behind her ear and fingered Feliciano’s sleeve.

Lovino&r
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Anyone notice Chester's wearing a hat in the preview picture?

Guess who's hat that is? =3
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*Sir-Croco Jul 5, 2012  Student Artist
Why, it's the Heavy's hat, of course.
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~Priderage Jul 6, 2012
IS GOOD DAY TO BE BRONY MAN.
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Mood: Sadness ~Vizeninja Jun 25, 2012
The Google Doc version of this part "Does Not Exist" and as such I cannot click on any of the links
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~PookTheBrony Feb 6, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
So, I finally got around to reading this after hearing about it a while back, and I have to ask,
Why did you decide to include Purple Tinker in the story? I find it very intriguing that you did.
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~shioku21 Nov 15, 2011
Wow WOWOWOW!!!!
Man, Once again, I just wish to ran for a short period over HOW AMAZING THIS STORY WAS!!!!
Seriously, you have absolutely killed me. I loved this so much, and can not wait to read the sequel.

I finished this story in one day which is unusual for me, and also kind of sad because I wish there was more; so I'm going to read it again tomorrow. The shipping wasn't over the top, it wasn't "cloppy", it wasn't forced.
You really captured what it is to love someone, or somepony. Just... So much enjoyment for this story.

Thank you so much for being crazy enough to break the norm for something like this; you have succeeded where others would have fallen short. GAAAAAH I loved this. Anyway, my rant is over, and I eagerly awai
Chwe Goleadau!
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~aquapunkchick Nov 15, 2011  Student General Artist
i cant wait for the squel its soooo goood... please dont make it too sad...please? also are we allowed to draw fan art? If yes can i get a better description of chester so i can draw him?
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~SuperUnknown101 Oct 20, 2011   Traditional Artist
OMG I'm still laughing about Praetor's referred to name. Tankbuster McEatsgranades is a win of epic proportions!!!

Also I was wondering why there what looks to be Applejack's hat on Chester?
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~Priderage Oct 20, 2011
That's actually MY hat. Since it's the author's notes and all. :3
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Mood: Pride ~SuperUnknown101 Oct 20, 2011   Traditional Artist
Lol, nice. Definitely an author to be reckoned with. :D
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~lynolius Sep 28, 2011
Great story, but i never liked the idea that Equestria was better than earth. and that someone would be selfish enough to allow his family and friends to think he was dead. this really depressed me. i hoped that he would go back home and make things right.
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