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Human reader x homestuck [[[a/n:  sorry for the lack of stories!! remember if you'd like comment a request and ill write you a story!! :p this is one of the stories that are kind've like, my story my rules sorry i forgot what these are called. trolls and humans live together in somewhat harmony. TRIGGERWARNINGS: #SWEARING #ReaderIsKindveAClutz IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ ]]]] Reader: ==> be (f/n) (l/n) Your name is (f/n) (l/n) you're a nice girl, with a bit of a temper on you, if angered. but that doesn't matter because you don't get angered often. Today is not like any ordinary day, no, no. today is the day that you (f/n) (l/n) wil

Britain x American!Reader ~tea partys drabble~ You sighed as you boardly rolled on your bed,  forgetting you were at the edge of it, and fell off. You desided that it would only help satisfy gravity to see you get up in an upset way, so you simply stayed ther and eventully fell asleep. Oh naps!~ you drempt of something random and you would never tell to others, i mean seriously its like YOUR DREAMS. Are on crack. Butsometimes its good crack- (A/N NO DRUGS ARE GOOD, STAY AWAY FROM DRUGS OR ELSE STUFF WILL HAPPEN. AND IT PROBIBLY WONT BE GOOD) But,, sadly all good things come to an end . For, you were awoken from your phone going off. Srupid

Scotland x bartender reader you stood smileing as you poured a drink for your friend, whos name is flame, you let her have free drinks, I mean you concidered her family!  She looked at you "so, has anyone beat the challange here yet?" You smiled at her "no I think everyone who has tryed it is a lightweight trying to get into the big leiugs" this being your bar, you made a challange, where, if they could drink your specail brew mixed with your secret concoction of other achols without getting waisted, or vomiting then getting waisted. They would get a kiss from you, their choice of kiss and free achol from you for a year! It was even carved o

Hetalia+ reader (just for kicks.)   (Song: gay or european the legally blond soundtrack ) You couldn't belive this... those idiots wanted to play truth or dare... HAHAHAHA now you can finnely have the footage and laughs you wanted. No one protested of cource though,  because they were all hella drunk. Except you and spain but spain wasnt playing the game, you two were sitting back awaiting the show. Spain didn't know what the dare was though,  you didnt tell him. ~SORRY BROS ITS ILLITERATE BUT ITS FOR KICKS- SOOOOOOOOOooooOOOOOo~ Romano: (Em) "where, right there Look at that tan, well tinted skin Look at the killer shape he's in Look at th

SAD! Prussia x reader (songfic! Leave out all the rest - linkin park )  You walked into the classroom and immediately spotted your best friend prussia- well he insisted tou call him gilbert. He was sitting in the back of the room looking sad... it really hurt you to see him like this. He was always so lonely amd it drove you nuts that the only reason is because he looks a little different.  In your opinion he looked awesome- now your thoughts sound like he used to.. I dreamed I was missing You were so scared But no one would listen 'Cause no one else cared You quickly walked over to him, your (e/c) oarbs shineing with concern...

Lichtenstein x reader   ~Lilis pov~  It all happened that day she met you, you were good friends with basch, her big brother. She didn't know what to think of you but she did admire your beauty and c-curvs?! Lili stoped thinking for a moment 'u-uh whats happening?! Why am I thinking this stuff!!' Lili thought as she rushed out of the room, telling basch she was going to visit her friend elisiveta. Before he could react though, she was gone. ~timeskip of a long run for lili, and you just haveing tea and talking about prices of stuff and cuponing with basch~ Lili soon made it to hungarys house and talked to her, telling her how she felt. t

Hipster reader x iceland You walked into class, your (f/c) beanie on makeing your bangs stay perfectly in place, the way you loved them to be. Your earbuds in your ear playing your absalute favorite dubstep song. Your hipster (glasses/sunglasses) fitting your clothing style perfectly. You only came to this school recently but you've made 2 friends, and thats what you concider enough. After walking in you spotted them, they saved you a seat inbetween them as they always did, what nice people. You want back and sat with your norwegan friend, lukas on your right, and your btitish friend aurthur on your left. You concidered lukas really cool bec

G8 + reader, facebook chat room: alfred f jones has created a chatroom "DUDES + DUDERR WE CAN LIKE TOTALLY ALL TALK TOGETHER SO NO MORE LAME MEATINGS, IM SUCH A GENIOUS!!!" aurthur:  America please, if you're going add me to this nonsence atleast use proper Grammer. alfred: YOU CANT MAKE ME, IM FREE *EAGLE NOISES* ivan: Kolkolkok ^J^ look I can make cute face, da. Yao: there are even more choas here then at the acctual meating *facepalm* ______: OH MY GOD WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP I'M TRYING TO TAKE A NAP HERE AND ALL I CAN HEAR IS THE ANNOYING RING FROM MY NOTIFICATIONS. Alfred: AAAAHH YEA THE DUDETTS HERE AND O BEING THE HERO WHO ADDED HE

oliver × Pretty!insecure! Reader (songfic) ~your pov~ you walked into class, it was your first day here at hetalia high, you had your (h/l) (h/c) hair hanging loose, you never did anything to it other then brush it. Class had already started but you hald to walk in after so the teacher could introduce you, the new studant to the class.  You walked in hugging your (f/c) binder to your chest, feeling like they wouldnt like you or shun you. You looked at the class your (e/c) oarbs shineing in the light Oh, her eyes, her eyes Make the stars look like they're not shinin' Her hair, her hair Falls perfectly without her trying She's so beauti

The tower was surprisingly quiet that afternoom, much to your disgust. You wandered through the corridors, looking for someone. Anyone. Clint and Natasha were on a mission, Thor had to take care of something in Asgard, Steve was training in an old boxing gym, Bruce, despite all your effort, wouldn't leave the lab (you almost made him turn after praking him, so he drove you out of there) and Tony was nowhere to be seen. Knowing Stark, you could tell he was up to something or had a girl in his room (the second thought made you feel sick). The silence was so deep that even your steps seemed to reverberate around you. You sighed in annoyance an

Requested by Thatknuxandsilverfan (https://www.deviantart.com/thatknuxandsilverfan) (A/N: I hope this is good enough, haha ^_^. Apologies if anyone is OOC, I am not the best of writers.)    ~~~        The whole situation was...        To put it simply, troublesome.    ~~~        The little girl had been playing out in the snow for a while, when she came across a bottle. Inside of the bottle was a semi-transparent purple liquid. Her, not knowing what it was, did the only rational thing. She took it home with her.        When she arrived home, she was immediately greeted with the smell of spaghetti being made. She had lived there long enough to recognize the scent, as it was about

WARNING: Tsundere!Reader-chan ~~~~   You were always the strange girl at the orphanage. The one who was cold and sarcastic to everyone. You isolated yourself from all the other five year olds, adding to your mystery. One day, a man came along. His name was Arthur Kirkland. He was a British man with messy, blond hair, intelligent green eyes, and amazingly thick eyebrows. He had decided a couple of years back that he wanted a little girl, so he came to the orphanage and adopted you.   "Come on, (Name). Let's go to your new home," he said pleasantly.   "Whatever, Bushy-Brows," you huff. You then walk to

Arthur couldn't deny the feeling of utter loneliness he felt as he walked into the kindergarten classroom. His tiny frame was masked underneath one of Allistor's old sweatshirts with a small t-shirt underneath and jeans that had been rolled up five or six times to fit his skinny legs. His shoes were worn and the soles were almost worn away completely. Kids were already whispering as he walked down the hallway with his puke green knapsack slung over his shoulder. One strap was held to the bag itself with duck tape. But he was all by himself and not with a mother or father figure like the rest of the children did. He was the outcast. He hate

"Don't worry. The only person that's going to be in your bed tonight is you," Gilbert assured. And then after a small chuckle, he smiled mischievously. You glowered at him darkly. Every time he smiled like that it always bode ill for you. Hadn't you learned yet not to trust him? You should have just have gone to the other bar with Elizaveta but no… You had to go and spend more time with your friends from college. Your cursed morality of keeping your friends close was really starting to lash back at you. You should have just have gone to the other bar. This was a mistake. Gilbert, Francis and Antonio loved teasing you as much as they pos

You looked into the crowd, finding Arthur, clutching Scott's arm. He normally wasn't one for such shows off affection towards his siblings, but they were the ones helping him through your trial. That was right, you were being tried for being a witch, because you could see things others couldn't – faeries, fey, whatever you liked to call them. Arthur saw them too but only you were caught. He was breathing heavily with a blank expression. The judge called loudly for attention. You immediately looked to Arthur. His eyes were closed and his fists were clenched. After a long pause, the verdict was read. "I find the accused, __________ ______

Over the years of making your acquaintance, England had learned a few things about ________. One of those was that you were absolutely shameless. You had no qualms about acting the exact opposite of a lady, which he put to being friends with that manner-less lout, America. You would get down and dirty while hanging around America and your other friends. You would wear clothes that were unfitting for any girl and there were times that when you had guests you answered the doors in your pajamas, heaven forbid. These acts of incivility only increased when video games were involved, but that was more of a personal thing than a 'national' quirk. Yo

"I like you…" Instantly your head perked up. You had just been walking down the hallway of the World Meeting Conference hall and that was the first thing you heard. You glanced around the corner to see Norway, Denmark and Seychelles. Your eyes widened. It was Norway. 'A love confession… How will he answer?' you wondered. You knew for a fact that Norway wasn't every emotional. In fact, the most about of expression he showed was when he got pissed at someone. He did show some emotion, when he found out through the DNA test that he and Iceland were brothers. That was an interesting phone call you got from a hammered Denmark, explainin

"(Name) get in this selfie." "No thanks." "I will drag you over here" "Isn't a selfie supposed to be by yourself?" "Not if I want to take a picture with my girlfriend." "But your just going to post it on Instagram right?" "Don't forget Snapchat, Facebook, and Twitter." "Oh you forgot Myspace" (Name) said sarcastitly Dave stared at (Name) for a moment then sighed, "Ok if you want to play that way", he went on his camera roll and began scrolling down. (Name) got curious and looked over his shoulder. "What are you looking for?" Dave pretended he didn't hear (Name) and kept his focus on the screen. After a couple minutes he stopped scrolli