Tagged by !Victorious-Victor (https://www.deviantart.com/victorious-victor)
Rules:
-1. You have to post ALL the rules
-2. Each person has to share 13 things about themselves
-3. Answer 13 questions asked to you and invent 13 questions for tagged people to answer
-4. Choose 13 people
-5. You legitimately have to tag 13 people
-6. You CAN'T say you don't do tags
-7. Tag-backs ARE ALLOWED
-8. YOU MUST DO THE JOURNAL ENTRY! NO COMMENTS! Unless you're talking -ABOUT the Journal Entry
-9. You have to finish within a week. If you don't finish in time, you have to do whatever the creator asks
-10. Be creative with the title. You can't mention you got tagged in the title, but can in the Jo
Hetaliaxreader America's pool party Part 1 by Stoneunicorn1, literature
Literature
Hetaliaxreader America's pool party Part 1
"God dammit it's hot today" You sighed sitting on the sofa with your laptop watching anime until your mobile rang.
"Hello?" You answered
"Dude it's Alfred! I'm gonna have a pool party today and you totally have to come!" Alfred screamed
"But Alfred....you don't have a pool" You said
"I know that!"
"So how are you going to have a pool party?" You questioned
"At Matthew's place he has a pool" Alfred said
"Has he agreed on it?"
"Eh...you know...I mean of course he has! Anyway you have to come" Alfred said
"Buut Alfieee it's to warm to even go out" You wined
"That's fine I can pick you up" Alfred said
"Really?"
"Totally! And my car do
England x Reader | Tudor Rose Ch.1 by TheCommonMyna, literature
Literature
England x Reader | Tudor Rose Ch.1
Now where is it? Where did I put that damn thing?
I overturned another pillow in vain and checked under the table for the fifth time. One of my fellow ladies-in-waiting peeked into the tent and urgently reminded me it was time to head to the jousting tournament. I only acknowledged her with a nod and returned to my search. It was a brooch that I was looking for; small, golden, studded with little emeralds, and one of my most prized possessions. I couldn’t imagine what I’d do if I lost it. I filtered through another jewelry box, skimming over pearl necklaces and rings of precious stones, but no brooch. The chattering voices of the
Valentine's Day (Canada's Ending) by live-for-the-stars, literature
Literature
Valentine's Day (Canada's Ending)
“…Canada!”
As if being recognized was a completely bizarre scenario for him, the said Canadian jumped in his winter boots, his stance going rigid. Although your exclamation had managed to frighten the poor blonde, as soon as the cogs started working in that well-oiled machine of his, he soon broke into a gentle but affectionate smile, most likely relieved to simply have a master to the serf.
“O-oh, hello! I hope I didn’t come at a bad time...?” Canada muttered softly, his meek personality trying to bite back all the stutters in his utterance.
Shaking your head, you tried to ease the North American with a
England x Reader Part 1 by Stoneunicorn1, literature
Literature
England x Reader Part 1
"Are you nervous?"
Your big brother asked mumbled in the car on your way to the world meeting. This was your first time going there because you weren't allowed going before.
"A little" You replied
The car stopped at the big building so you and Berwald stepped out. He was dressed in a nice dark blue coloured suit and you in a nice (f/c) dress.
"Hej Sverige (Name)!" You both heard a familiar voice and turned around to see Mathias walking up towards you. He was one of the few countries you have met before along with Lukas, Tino and Emil. They often came to visit you and vice versa pretty often.
"hej"
"Hi!"
Berwald and you waited for
Serving you (Prussia x Reader) part 17 by Moonwolflove, literature
Literature
Serving you (Prussia x Reader) part 17
Part 17
The camp was enormous. At least, that was the impression you got after walking around for half an hour. You weren’t able to tell how many square metres it covered, but it surely covered a lot of them. There were white tents everywhere, lined up neatly in never-ending rows and separated by small roads that burst with people running from one place to another.
“Quite a busy place, isn’t it?” It was an utterly useless question…and you didn’t really expected an answer, but Ludwig gave you one nonetheless.
“Brilliant observation,” he said with a grin in your direction. “You worked tha
Serving you (Prussia x Reader) part 18 by Moonwolflove, literature
Literature
Serving you (Prussia x Reader) part 18
Part 18
When you returned to the part of the camp where Ludwig had left you to talk to your fellow soldiers, it was already quite late in the evening. The sun had gone down only a few minutes ago and the evening sky coloured a bright red, streaked with purple and threatened by the approaching dark. The silence in the camp made you feel a bit uncomfortable – you could even call it ‘unheimlich’. This place was bursting with life only a few hours ago and now there was not a living soul to be seen. Was it past curfew already? Were you even allowed to be out at this hour? You weren’t sure. If only you knew where Ludwig was
HetaliaXCountry!Reader - Betrayal and Regret by pinkypromise20, literature
Literature
HetaliaXCountry!Reader - Betrayal and Regret
"Hurry! We need more grenades and canisters!" The soldier shouted out when there was a big boom vibrates on the ground as the soldiers ducked.
"Where's (C/N)?! Her radio should be on, right?" He picked it up to call you but he spotted someone who is walking slowly towards where the attack hits.
"(C/N), what are you doing?! That's suicide!" The soldier shouted out at you but you didn't listen and you continued to walking to inside the battlefield with no armor garments or weapons on you.
"(C/N)!" He shouted again when his radio is static.
"We have orders from (C/N)! Fall back! I repeat: Fall back!"
"What?! She finally spoke for last 4 wee
'She's so gorgeous'
His emerald irises were glued on to the young woman who calmly and carefully plucked fresh roses and placed them onto the basket.
Arthur was deeply in love with her it was unnerving, he was immensely captivated by this woman it was almost as if she cast some sort of spell onto him, for him to be so into her it scares him sometimes.
So graceful, so captivating
The woman picks up a rose and inhales its sweet aroma; he saw a glimpse of happiness in her as her lips tug into a smile, that smile, her smile that makes him melt, a smile that could warm his coldest days.
Everything she does he loves, hell, even her breathi