EnglandxReader~ Early Morning Rock StarsAs you walked on stage, thousands of cheers were heard from the crowd below. Grabbing the microphone in the middle of the stage, the crowd started to hush as you started to sing the first song. The moment of silence didn't last long though, as the chants grew spontaneously louder by the time the drums kicked in.EnglandxReader~ Early Morning Rock Stars by Ricordare
Hoping not to lose this momentum of cheering (which at the end was deemed an impossible act), you began to sing at the top of your longs, feeling the adrenaline throughout the crowd rise to new heights. The bass and guitar cut in, officially beginning the start of another long, loud, and exciting concert.
Parallel to the music that echoed within the stadium, another voice was booming through his own concert.
~~~5 hours later~~~
As the last of the songs ended, you quickly ran to your private dressing room covered in sweat. Charging in, you changed from your male outfit to your regular clothes and let your hair down from the itchy wig. Grabbing the VIP pass on
RomanoxReader~ The Job| Part 11The minutes felt like hours as the two of you dragged Feliciano on to the nearby mattress, your thoughts filled with a combination of confusion and betrayal.RomanoxReader~ The Job| Part 11 by Ricordare
Feliciano had to be lying, he just had to be. There's only one person that it could be... You thought as you bit down on your lower lip, tasting the bitterness of blood start to drip onto your tongue. You could care less about it though. If anything, it was the only thing keeping you from losing face.
"______," You heard Lovino say as you looked up nervously. His face was obviously pissed, but it seemed to soften as he looked over to your fidgeting self. "Are you okay? You look like you've just seen a ghost."
"Eh? Oh, it's n-nothing. I'm just worried about your brother, that's all."
He frowned, but proceeded to make sure there were no injuries on Feli. He checked everywhere, finding nothing out of the usual except for the occasional bruise or two.
"Scar..." He muttered to himself. Connecting the pieces, he
Model!IcelandxPhotographer!Reader~ Photo Shoot"I told you, either show me something I know is capable of matching my standards, or get out. I don't need these self absorbed models or gaudy outfits in any one of my shots." You said bluntly, throwing the multiple profiles back onto the black desk. The supervisor glared, grabbing his belongings and storming out of the office. A loud sigh came from your assistant, who had listened to the argument and was currently cleaning the camera lenses.Model!IcelandxPhotographer!Reader~ Photo Shoot by Ricordare
"______, this is the sixth request this week you've rejected. You'll need to accept a job sooner or later." Toris said, a worried look on his face. You scoffed, taking a long sip from your drink off to the side.
"You're such a worry wart, T. Didn't I tell you in the beginning that this was going to happen a lot?"
"But still, if you weren't such an amazing photographer, we would have lost customers ages ago."
You chuckled. "It's actually my pickiness that keeps them coming, isn't it? And not to mention we still have quite a lot of money in the acco
EnglandxReader~ A New Legend| Part 1You woke up from a long restless sleep. As you tried to get back to sleep however, your uncle started calling you.EnglandxReader~ A New Legend| Part 1 by Ricordare
" _____! Get yer lazy ass up to the kitchen! It's breakfast time soon!"
You groaned as you reluctantly got out of your bed. You loved your uncle, but he was one to wake you up at the crack of dawn no matter what.
As usual you brushed your (h/c) hair. Then with a wet cloth, you wiped your (e/c) eyes filled with blue speckles. You received this unnatural trait from your father. Putting on a beige dress that wasn't too fancy for a day of chores and a locked locket given by your mother, you walked to the kitchen.
Stepping into the kitchen, you found your uncle frying eggs. 'Wait, that's not good.' And a second later, the eggs caught on fire.
"UNCLE!!! 'Cough' PUT OUT THE FIRE! 'Cough' 'Cough' " You yelled
as the smoke filled the room. "_____, DO THE 'Cough' WATER SPELL AND 'Cough' HURRY!" Your uncle responded from across the table. You quickly recited t
Exchange Experience ~America x Reader~Exchange Experience ~America x Reader~ by Fairy-of-the-valley
“A hero is no braver than an ordinary man,
but he is brave five minutes longer”.
-Ralph Wardo Emerson
“Hello, I believe you must be [Y/n] from the exchange program. I am Alfred F. Jones. But you can call me your Hero.” You stiffed a giggle while throwing a quick look, up and down, at the confident young man in front of you. He had a charming smile, showing his white teeth. A pair of rectangular glasses was framing his sparkling blue eyes and his blonde hair was wildly arranged. A rebel lock of hair was staying in a strange position, oriented to the ceiling. You liked his joy and excitement.
“Well, Hero, there’s just one problem. This city already has a hero, so you’ll have to compete against me.” You put one hand on your hip, with the other one pointing to yourself, smiling brightly.
Protector of the Queen (EnglandXReader)Protector of the Queen (EnglandXReader) by ObeytheMochi
He falls asleep to the sound of gentle breathing.
A subtle feeling of apprehension hovers over his figure while the night attempts to make him Hers. A thunderstorm rolls into his mind, exploding like fireworks along his skull while the Night coo’s it’s sadistic lullabies into his ear, petting his blond locks as if it was comforting him.
But it didn’t matter; as long as she was here. Her presences was enough to subdue the oddly charming, strangely convincing songs from the devil himself.
The blond haired man would often sneak past her, watching her fragile figure go about her daily routines. “Are you alright?” He would ask in a bare whisper. But she would never respond.
This he grew accustomed to. It was the same every day. He would laugh, telling himself “the dear queen is hard of hearing.”
And when the world was at peace, he would let his fingers fall along the wooden door while a small tapping came from his pale skin. But he couldn
America x reader Sugar and Serenades (crack fic)"I CAN SHOW YOU THE WORLD!"America x reader Sugar and Serenades (crack fic) by missmarvel96
"Alfred, what are you doing?"
"SHINING, SHIMMERING, SPLENDID!"
"Get down off the table!"
"TELL ME, PRINCESS,"
"Alfred, the other countries are starting to look at us!!"
"WHEN DID YOU LAST LET YOUR HEART DECIDE?"
"I CAN OPEN YOUR EYES!
"....I can see fine Alfred."
"TAKE YOU WONDER BY WONDER!"
"Are you high?"
"OVER, SIDEWAYS AND UNDER!"
"France....not a word."
"ON A MAGIC CARPET RIDE!"
"O-kaaaaaay, you can stop n-"
"A WHOLE NEW WORLD!"
"........WHAT WAS THAT?"
I looked at Alfred lying out cold on the table and saw that he had a British candy wrapper in his pocket, I turned to look at England.
*smack* "You know not to give him your sweets.", Everyone was cowering from the purple aura I was emitting....even Ivan
Meanwhile Arthur was rubbing the back of his head where I smacked him while trying to explain himself,
"H-He wanted to serenade you, but he was t-too nervous and was complaining to me, so I
Slow Motion | Romano X ReaderSlow Motion | Romano X Reader by MizukiNakamura24
I wake with a start, not even remembering what was happening today. Slamming my hand down on my phone, I somehow manage to put the alarm on snooze, not bothering to read the name of the alarm.
'Please…just five more minutes; I promise I’ll get up then…’
You know how when you wake up in the morning and you just repeat that sentence in your head over and over again, sort of like a mantra? Well, that’s what I’m doing right now. Sometimes – no scratch that, every time – I wake up, I tell myself ‘five minutes more and I’ll be productive’, but in the end, I find myself so concentrated on if it’s been five minutes or not. So, seeing as this is one of those days, I get up, since I know that the day’s issues at hand aren’t just going to fly away into the rising sun if I keep on ignoring that snooze button.