Sebastian x Child Reader: Her Butler, Valentine
Sebastian x Child Reader
Her Butler, Valentine
It was February 14th and as the sun rose on this very special day, the snow from the night before sparkled as if it had been touched by magic. It was Valentine’s Day once again, and all of London seemed to embrace it with welcome arms. Every shop and café had decorations of hearts and red and pink banners, and there were more flower bouquets than could ever be sold- in spite of the cold weather. And though it was still quite early in the morning, lovers walked through the cobbled streets hand in hand with nothing but smiles. All in all, it was the perfect scene to symbolize the romantic holiday. . . Though in the center of the great city, there was one stately town house near the center of London’s elite class, where there was not a single decoration to be had.
It was the second abode of the Earl of Phantomhive- and current
2P!England x Teen!Reader - Attention
"Say... How do you get your father's attention?" Leo asked as he sat in front of your desk.
"What?", you blinked.
"Like if you fail in a test or you want something from him. How do you get his attention?"
You gave him an uneasy look, "Uh, well..."
"Dad, I smoked weed."
"Dad, I have cancer."
"Dad, call 911!"
"[Y/N], could you like, call your dad to pick us up?", your gay friend asked.
You nod as you took out your phone and dialed Oliver's number.
" 'ello poppet~"
"Dad! I'm kidnapped!"
"Hey, [Y/N]. There's a party after school and I heard that your crush is coming~ Are you coming too?" your best friend asked with a smirk.
"Hold on. Let me ask my dad." you replied as you dialed your father's number.
"Dad! Someone's chasing me and he's going to rape me!"
Hetalia x reader April fool's day!
You heard the sound of a letter being dropped and a package drop from your letter box. You signed and walked over to where your front door was. You picked up the letter and opened it to receive a 'black mail' letter.
'Dear, Miss (Name) (Last Name).
We would like to inform you on your warning that you must come to the park at 10' o clock sharp wearing only this outfit.'
You read out. You opened the package only to face a small prostitute Mickey mouse outfit. You had big mouse ears, a tight short skirt that was suppose to look like like his red shorts of course, a black tank top and of course stockings that will show the strapping with high heels.
You gormed at the outfit and threw it in the trash.
"Theirs no way I'm walking to the park looking like a fricken hooker!" you said annoyed, when you suddenly saw the letter continued.
'However..If you refuse to wear this outfit and not show up at the park. We have your photo
America x Reader - Penguin Hugs
“Hurry up, _____! We gotta see the penguins! A hero’s life is never complete until he’s seen penguins!”
The warm hand that was wrapped around yours eagerly pulled you towards the penguin area, the place which Alfred loved the most in the zoo; why he had such a deep fascination with the artic birds, you’d never know. “The penguins aren’t gonna just disappear, Alfie,” you said, a light chuckle falling from your lips. “We have all the time in the world.”
“But dude! The zoo pamphlet said that for a limited time we can actually go into the penguin habitat! How cool is that!?” Alfred exclaimed. His pace seemed to steadily increase as he spoke, forcing you to stumble along. “C’mon! I’ve always wanted to test this thing out!”
“Huh?” You cocked your head at this. “What’re you testing out? If you’re planning to feed them burgers, Alfie…”
This evoked a h
I Need You [Rin Matsuoka x reader]
Shining above the dark sky, the round and bright moon illuminates the scenery and guides nocturnal creatures. The crickets chirp in harmony as the wooden door slides open in a two-story house. Upon his arrival, Rin opens the door and sets his bags on the floor near the door.
His voice echoes throughout the house but no one answered him. Confused, Rin rubs the back of his neck and examined the room with his eyes. Letting out a sigh, he removed his suit jacket and hangs it on the rack near the door. Once he removed his shoes, Rin heads for the kitchen.
That's where she normally is. She always prepares a well balanced meal for him whenever he came home from work. Always brimming with a smile that could light an entire city. Seeing her warm smile everyday after an exhausting day of work makes him content to have the life he has now.
When he reached the kitchen, no one was there. The stove and oven were cold; they haven't been used recently. If she had pre
The Ballerina: Tadashi x Reader
Tadashi glances over at the clock on his desk. 9:55 AM. He pushes his chair back and stretches his arms out. He’s been working on his robotics code for almost a full three hours straight. It was about time he gave his eyes a break from looking at the computer screen. He stands up and walks over to his large circular window in his lab room.
He leans against the frame and looks out across campus. Like clockwork, as soon as 10:00 hits, he notices a girl making her way onto the grass directly beneath his field of vision. She has headphones around her ears and has a slight skip in her step as she listens to her music.
She sets her gym bag down on the grass before she sits down and begins her stretching routine. Everyone in the robotics lab had given her the nickname of the Ballerina, because every morning, exactly at 10, she would show up on the grass and run through a multitude of dance routines. She would dance for a solid hour a
Halloween: Hiro Hamada x Reader
This takes place about a year before the event of the movie
“Alright, (Name). This is the first year we’re not going trick-or-treating with you. Make sure you stay with Hiro at all times. Under no circumstances are the two of you allowed to separate, okay?”
You nod obediently at your mom through the rearview mirror. “Okay, okay! Can I go now?” your twelve year old self bounces in excitement as you grip the handle to the car door.
Your mother smiles and nods, “Yes. Be good. Don’t stay out too late and say hello to Cass for me.”
“Okay. Thanks for the ride. Bye!” you tell her in a rush. Grabbing your picnic basket that will be doubling as your candy bag, you push open the car door and jump out. Your bright red cape flows in the late evening wind as you dash down the sidewalk toward the Lucky Cat Café. The bell in the doorway rings as you
2P!America x Child!Reader x 2P!Canada
How To Look Beautiful~.
"[Y/N]!", your bedroom door was slammed open, revealing both Allen and Matthieu, "We need your help!", both of them said at the same time.
"Ever heard of knocking?" you asked as you glared at them.
"But it's important!", Allen said as he step into your room.
"Important or not, you're supposed to knock!", you growled.
"O-Okay.", Allen walked out of the room, closing the door from behind and then knocked.
You smiled brightly and hugged your mochi plushie tightly, "Come in~"
Allen opened the door, gently then walked in with Matthieu.
"Now, what is this something important?", you questioned.
"This idiot,", Matthieu pointed at Allen, "made a bet to some stupids that whoever lose the game will have to look beautiful and dress like a lady."
"We lost and we need your help to look beautiful since you're the only girl here.", Allen said, feeling slightly embarrassed.
You giggled, "Well! You came to the right person!"
Checkmate|| Yandere!Levi x Reader || AU
Chess was something you were mediocre at.
It was like how every person had that one friend who was great at something, but wasn’t great enough to accomplish anything with it.
Some could say it was talent; others could say it was a logical procedure for them.
You shared that sentiment, but only when it came to chess.
You had to admit, you had beaten him countless times. But the way his lips would only curve downwards into another scowl, the way his hand would clench themselves into a fist, like he was squeezing the life out of the loss he had gained, it was the root of your inability to take any satisfaction from your victory.
The first day, he had challenged you to chess, not knowing of your previous experience with the black and white pieces.
When you beat him, he had said nothing, instead mumbling for you to leave his office.
And that day was the reason your relationship took flight.
A white dove flying with the black crow.
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