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2p!Angel!AmericaxReaderxAmerica: Black VowWarning: This story contains sensitive religious topics
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The wingless fallen angel
Surrendered himself to the contract of evil
In the past they even loved each other
He ended it by his own hand

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The Fallen Angel

I was abandoned from the Heavens. My wing was wounded and I was lost in the realm of humans. I wandered into a town at dusk. That was when I met her... the girl with the most beautiful eyes. Once my red eyes locked onto her (e/c) ones, I immediately fell in love with her. However, I knew that we could never be together because she was a human and I am an angel. It was as if I had opened Pandora's box.

She smiled at me,

2p!England X Reader - A Date with the Mad Hatter."I'm the Mad Hatter, My love. Oliver Kirkland at your service."

The boy replied, sitting at the far end of the table, twirling the tea cup in her hand. Alice; or (name) (last name) just stared. "I thought the Mad hatter-" "Everything changes depending on your Gender, Girl!" He exclaimed, throwing the teacup into the air, a Maniacal grin fixed upon his face.

"Nothing's Normal Here! In fact, Everything around me is Crazy, Crazy, Crazy!" He laughed. (name) started to feel a little bad for the boy. "Oliver, I'm going to visit the King." Jaques Bonnefoy; the March hare sighed. "Oh sure! Make sure you Bring Damien with you. You know how the King

Keeping You Company (2P!EnglandxReader)Keeping You Company
2P!EnglandxReader

Sighing, you got up from your bed and wandered into the kitchen. Your small, black and white kitten followed behind, rubbing against your legs when you stopped in front of the fridge. You tugged it open and inwardly groaned.

"Nothing."

The cabinet shelves were bare as well. Letting out a puff of air, you looked down at the hopeful little kitten winding around your feet, expecting a plate of food to be placed under her nose.

Today was not a day to go outside. Your neighborhood wasn't the best, and the neighbors were especially worked up today.

Carefully, you stepped over the kitten and back into

Love is Blind - 2P!America x Shy!Blind!ReaderBeing blind made her vulnerable. Innocent to all the evilin the world. Oblivious to all the chaos there was. It made her shy. Despite being blind, she was always able to see the good in people. Some people? They weren't good. That's where he came in. He wasn't good, yet he still protected her. Something about her made him want to protect that innocence. He wanted to preserve her purity, so she wouldn't have to witness the crueties of the world, like he did. The last thing he wanted was to see her hurt. His name? Alfred F. Jones. His mission in life? To protect [First Name] [Last Name].

"Hey! I'm home." Alfred called, entering his small, tras

AmericaXReader: Head Banger

"Catch me if you can!" you yelled at Alfred who was sprinting towards you.

Alfred, Arthur, Matthew, Francis, and yourself were having a great summer afternoon and playing tag in the park. Alfred wad hot on your trail.

"Ahahaha I got you!" Alfred said not quite touching your shoulder.

Big mistake. To avoid him, you looked around, not seeing where you were going, and ran head first into a tree. You fell to the ground in a sitting position, stunned at what happened.

"______! Dude you okay?"

"What do you think?" you said rubbing your head and squinting in pain. Alfred, being such a sweetheart, lent you his hand to help you up.

"Who's it?" A

America X Reader: Red Riding Hood

You and your boyfriend, Alfred were at your house,
close together sharing lustful kisses. He kissed you gently on
your neck, and laid his hand on your naked thigh. You wore a
nice blouse and skirt, which you wore before when he had taken you out
to dinner. You started feeling Alfred's hand travel up your
skirt and you grew worried. You held his hands back to himself,
knowing that you weren't ready. His beautiful blue eyes,
looked disappointed and less than surprised. You always did this.

"We should stop, Alfred."

"Relax babe. I won't hurt you, I promise", he reassured,
and then tried unbuttoning your blouse.

You held his ha

2p!Canada x ReaderPrize for K8tly1n!
Warning for language.
Enjoy!

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“Oi, _____! Hurry up, dammit! We’re going to be late!” Matthew Williams stood outside, pounding on the front door. You opened your bedroom window. “Chill, will you? I’m gonna be a few minutes. You can leave without me if you want.” He quit abusing the door to cross his arms. “No thanks. I’ll wait.”

“That’s what I thought.” You shut the window and continued getting ready. After a minute Matthew started knocking again. Grabbing your things and half falling down the

Neko!RomanoxReader Romano shifted uncomfortable in his seat while is happy-go-lucky brother was pulling him happily down the street. Of course, he was in a wagon. And of course, his brother was the one pulling it. Italy was brining Romano on a trip to visit their friend (Your name), but he wouldn't go. It wasn't until Italy grabbed a water hose, his brother jumped into a red wagon and held his knees. Italy then just began to pull the whole wagon, along with his brother.
That was why Romano was in such a pickle. He knew he didn't want to face you again..not after...he gulped at the thought. The 'incident'. He scratched an ich behind his ear, before shivering at

Freak (2P!AmericaxReader)Freak
2P!AmericaxReader
Request for JustASimple-Melody

“Freak!”

A corner of you mouth twitched at the word as you held back a smirk. The word used to sting, but now the simplicity of the insult merely amused you.

“Slut!”

That one used to hurt, too. Back when you cared. But it was nearly over now, you were nearly done.

The wind tugged greedily at your clothing and (h/l) locks, making everything that wasn’t tied down dance through the air. You so longed to join the leaves that drifted lazily under the golden sun. You had to admit, the cliff was cliche and stupid, but you couldn’t help but look down

2p!England x Reader: Twisted Fairytales 1WARNING! This chapter contains a bit of violence, and... well... If you're reading a 2p, you should know by now. May not be appropriate for smallish children!

You sat down on one of the stumps in the woods and put your head in your hands. So lost…

Your father had sent you to chop some firewood, because that ego-tastic moron refused to buy a heater. He made it clear that you were only allowed to chop up stumps, because he didn’t want dead wood and he couldn’t bear the thought of killing a tree.

You decided not to tell him where paper came from. That idiot.

You sighed, straightening up and stretching. Maybe it wasn’

2P!EnglandxReader Friendly Neighborhood Murderer 3

Your jaw dropped. “The Ripper?” You echoed, voice hollow in shock.

He grinned playfully. “What, are you a little more frightened now, poppet?”

You stared at him, meeting his blue eyes unwaveringly, and then you tackle-hugged him. You couldn’t help it! Murderer or not, this was the very source of your obsession for more than half your life.

He staggered back, stunned. It wasn’t easy to faze him, but this really did it. “What the hell?” He demanded, sounding vaguely normal.

You let go, coughing. “Sorry…um…rather…ah, never mind.” You shook your head and folded y

2P!AmericaXReader - It Was Just Another DayIt was just another day, your mom was nagging you to take your dog out for a walk. You didn't feel like it because you had just got home from work, and you didn't finish your homework from earlier, (name of teacher you don't like) would kill you if you didn't hand it in on time. You hated 12th grade so much, it sucked the life out of you but there was only two things that got you through the day.
Your boyfriend, Alfred F. Jones, you loved everything about him, the way how his baby blue eyes looked at you and oh god, how much you loved his sandy blond hair! The way it sat perfectly on his head! He was the best boyfriend you have ever had...well it's not like you have had a lot of boyfriends...actually he was your FIRST boyfriend, and your best friend, (BFF name), you two had been friends since the 5th grade, she is like your sister, you tell her everything, things no one, not even your boyfriend know about you.
"(y/n)!," your mom was not letting you off the hook this time, "you have to

Simple Wishes: AmericaXReader

Despite Rebecca Black's song tarnishing it's good name, Friday really was the best day of the week. It meant movie night, just you, your boyfriend, Alfred, a horror flick, and endless bowls of popcorn.

"Alfred, popcorn's done!" You announced, marching into the living room, a bowl of hot, buttery popcorn in your hands.

"Awesome, dude!" He said, flashing you a nervous grin as you sat down next to him on the couch. "This time I'll get through the whole movie, just you watch ____!" Sure this made his determination clear, he grabbed the bowl and stuffed handfuls of popcorn into his mouth.

You rolled your eyes at his so called "enthusiasm"; yo

Mistletoe - America.

...in the Kitchen?

"Oh great. A Kitchen. Juust what I needed." (name) mumbled, getting up from the ground. Everyone was scattered throughout the house. Suddenly there was music playing. You looked to where it was coming from. "Last...Christmas?" You asked. you walked up to the Music box and swayed to the music.

You loved that song. You used to play it all the time. Well, there was another song that you loved, but this was your absolute favourite. Then the music stopped. You closed the cover and cut your finger at the edge. You let out a small noise of Pain. "Ow..." You mumbled. Looking around for a first aid kit, you searched the whole Kitc

SMIH America

~~~WARNING--SLIGHTLY LEMON~~~

I pulled out a hamburger wrapped in paper. I looked up at America who was grinning in front of me. "I suppose this is your's?"
"Yep! Come on!" He pulled me into his closet and Ukraine shut and locked the door behind us.
"America, I can't see anything."
"Sorry, I was gonna have a light put in, but I forgot."
"I suppose you also forgot to clean it?" There was whoknowswhat all over the floor. I stumbled toward the sound of his voice and tripped over something. I began to fall, and was surprised when I didn't. I looked up to see America smiling down at me.
"Don't worry, I won't let you fall." I got

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2p!AmericaXReader - Chesire Cat's Bloody Game.

by ~YuRiMiKkI, Dec 21, 2012, 5:46:50 AM
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Tmp. Tmp. Tmp.

'Where to hide...?' You thought, searching around for a hiding spot AND exit. A maniacal laugh echoed throughout the dark forest. You shivered and climbed into a tree hollow, hoping the the Cheshire cat wouldn't find you.

(Name)! (name)! Come out, Love!

You trembled uncontrollably. Al the Cheshire cat had dragged you into this Bloody 'little' game of Hide and Seek. Seek and KILL more like. He had dragged thousands of 'Alices' into the game and they had all gotten killed.

Why did you come into the Bloody Wonderland? You thought it was your only hope of escaping reality. Now, all you wanted to do Is get home. Away from Oliver the Bloody Mad Hatter, Luciano the Bloody King of Spades, Olivia and Alice the Bloody Tweedle dee and Dum and Al, The Bloody Cheshire cat.

The 'Hide and Seek' game in this Bloody Wonderland is very Dangerous.

Oh (name)~! I know you're around here! I can smell you!

"Sm-Smell me?!' You thought. 'Oh god, That's just Disgusting!'. You shifted about a little, making yourself a little more comfy. A few minutes passed until you could smell coffee.

'Coffee?' You thought and turned to the entrance of the tree Hollow. Staring back at you with Blood red eyes was the Cheshire cat. You tried to scream but you couldn't find your voice.

"Tch. You went over the time limit." He growled, his black tail swishing from side to side. 'Time limit?' you thought. Al grabbed you by the arm and pulled you out of the Tree hollow and Into a hug.

"Let's have another Bloody Game of Hide and Seek again Shall we?"

2p!AmericaXReader - Chesire Cat's Bloody Game.by ~YuRiMiKkI

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...(OAO) What did I just type.

...Kesesesesese!

: OI! That's my line!

NOT ANYMORE IT ISNT! KESESESESESESE! *runs*

MEH.

OWNS YOU NAO! XD

~theonlyrenj Jan 2, 2013

He can own me all he wants. XDY

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OTL

XD

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(i dont wanna get own by him)

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(That's for you to decide O3O)

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(ummmmm)

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~hetailawarsaw Dec 21, 2012 Hobbyist Digital Artist

(no i will not be yours al)

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Meh, That's your choice.

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