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AmericaxAbused!Teen!Reader- The Switch *Final chap *YOUR P.O.V.*AmericaxAbused!Teen!Reader- The Switch *Final chap by FlyingPastaKitty
You and Alfred had fallen asleep on the sofa. Empty bags of chips, soda cans, and other various garbage littered the floor.
Arthur searched frantically trying to find a spell.
“I can’t find a spell for it…” Arthur groaned.
China sighed, “Any ideas on how to reverse this, aru?” He asked.
“They could kiss-” Francis suggested but was hit with a book.
Arthur glared, “What is with you and physical contact!?” He asked blushing.
</b>*A few Hours later*</b>
Arthur ended up finding a spell and ran upstairs. “Wake up you two! I found it!” Arthur shouted.
You 2 woke up and groaned.
“Dude, what’s all the yelli
Avengers x Shy!ReaderAvengers x Shy! Reader.Avengers x Shy!Reader by Undeadpanda250
A girl with (your color hair) walked into Stark Towers with a slight smile on her face and was holding a black brief case to her side. This girl is (Y/n) (L/n). She is Tony Starks new assistant, or well that’s what the ad said. Just getting out of college and looking for a job that will not require too much speaking. Of course she knew that working for Tony would require her to sometimes be in the spotlight by his side but in the interview with his old assistant and his former girlfriend Pepper she said that would not be an issue due to his recent activity with Avengers. Oh was she wrong.
You held you head up and tried not to cringe and look down at the tiled floor. Trying to concentrate your energies to thinking about happy thoughts, you pressed the up button on the elevator and waited for the elevator to come down to your floor. With a sigh you looked down at your watch and looked at it shocked. You were going to be late. You repeatedly pressed the
Loki x SelfHarmed!Reader- I'll Kiss Your Cuts Away~******~Loki x SelfHarmed!Reader- I'll Kiss Your Cuts Away by Higeloid
"Loki, do I have to go to school?" you complained, this was your senior year, and you wanted to skip it all and be with Loki for the rest of your life.
"You have to go love." Loki said with a straight face.
You groaned as you pulled down the sleeves on your sweater, not wanting him to see, even though he may know already.
"But Loki!" you threw your arms in the air, your eyebrows knitting together.
"You must go to school. Or is there an excuse to why you can't go?" Loki's emerald eyes pierced into yours, and you recoiled.
Shaking your head, you gave in to go to school, but you were so glad about Loki not knowing about your little self-harming problem.
Another day of school added another cut to your arm.
Loki never knew though.
"Goodbye love." Loki's sweet voice sent you off to school, but his voice sent chills up and down your spine.
You swallowed back tears, he acted like there was nothing wrong with you, but there was, it was your fault for not telling him.
If you did, you th
Avengers x Abused! Reader ThorAvengers x Abused! Reader Thor by katcraft455
Rain poured down on Stark Towers. We, the Avengers, where gathered in the big building, waiting for further orders. “Miss. (Name) is calling you sir,” Metal Mans’ machine everyone called J.A.R.V.I.S. sounded in the room. I jerked my head up.
It had been such a long time I’d seen (Name) and I missed her so. True I had been in Asgard for some time, but when I returned I had wished to see her. Alas I did not get to full fill that a wish. “Answer it,” Tony said. “T-Tony,” a panicked voice whimpered over the phone. We all blinked at one another, hardly any of us have ever heard (Name) sound that way. Tony lurched forward in his chair. “(Name)? You okay kid?” I believe Tony meant to pick up cellular telephone, but he did not. “Listen,” her sweet voice was hushed, “I don’t ha
Yandere! France x Reader x Romano
Yandere! France x Reader x Romano: Risparmiare, il mio amore
Request by manajiwinp
'Why am I here again? Where is Lovino?' You silently thought in your head. Your pocket knife in the corner of the room, you want to reach it but you can't.
You are sitting in a chair, your hands bound with rope. A single light dangling above your head and the only light source in your room.
You close your eyes, trying to recount the things that happened earlier before your abduction.
-------Flashback to the mansion~-------------------
You were amazed by the sight of the two brother's mansion. As you sat at the grand dining hall, you couldn't help but look at your surroundings, you couldn't believe your two friends have a very nice home.
"Ve~ (y/n), do you like our casa?" Feliciano asked you, slurping his pasta while Lovino twists his pasta with his fork, looking and blushing at you. You nod your head in agreement as you ate the pasta Feli made. A few minutes later, the li
Murder Murder (Dark! Englandxreader)... A man with shaggy, blonde hair and sharp, green eyes. He had a very formal air about him, and he looked slightly uncomfortable in the loud, colorful shop.
You cleared your throat. "How can I help you today, sir?" You asked him while unlocking the cash register.
"Ah, yes. I need to speak with the owner please." He turned to you and tugged at his cuff links.
"Sure!" You told him with a smile. Now that I think about it, he kinda looks like Oliver....
You shook your head slightly, ignoring the strange feeling in your chest. Your (h/c) hair whirled behind you as you turned to walk into the kitchen.
"Hey Oliver, there's a guy here to see you." You peeked in the door staring at the pink-haired man.
He turned around in surprise, "Really, what does he look like?" The British man asked.
"He looks a lot like you actually! He's got an accent similar to yours, but he has green eyes and blonde hair." Oliver frowned. "(y/n), do me a favor dear, will you
Dark! America x Insane! Country! Reader
Dark! America x Insane! Country! Reader: Milk and Cookies (songfic)
Theme #4: Wrath
Warnings: Mild violence, language
You can't take it anymore.
That sick sadistic bastard that made your loathe yourself and made your life miserable. Who is that sick bastard? Alfred F. Jones, the personification of the United States of America.
You are the personification of (country), your country is full of resources and the big nations want you, tried to invade you but you will always succeed. Except for one fateful day, you had a war with Alfred. In the end, Alfred won and decided to take your resources and forced you to make you his servant in his house.
1, 2, melatonin is coming for you
3, 4, baby, won't you lock the door?
5, 6, I'm done with this
7, 8, it's getting late, so close your eyes, sleep for days
You turned around and saw Alfred, to be honest, that guy removed your sanity. Instead of greeting him, you just ignored him and continuously washed
Our Conspiracy (Dark!America x Country!Reader) #8T for language and implied lemon!
Many weeks passed and all the preparations for the ceremony were finally finished. I am now in America as that's where the wedding will take place. America and I are now residing at a luxurious hotel and I got my own room before the wedding tomorrow.
Apparently, America decided that after the wedding, I will be living with America together for six months and then move over to my house for another six. I can still come over to my place when I want to do work or meet my boss, but now my workplace has mostly been moved at the American's. I hate this change and I'm not sure I will even like it, but I need to get used to it. It'll be suspicious if we're both married and living separately. The only ones that know that this marriage is a fake were only my boss, America's and Martin.
Tonight is my last night and right now I'm lying on the bed. I looked over at the dress standing elegantly on a body model. I'm going to wear that tomorrow. This