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Truth is stranger than fiction Truth is stranger than fiction  by AnnieDMC
Truth is stranger than fiction (VanossGaming Crew x Reader)
Strong language, mentions of blood.
You glanced at the broken window, eyes impossible wide and your mouth opened in surprise. You were panic-stricken, still glued to the bed.
A shadowy figure was visible out the window, and only when you felt a hand closing around your wrist did you spring into action.
You hastily stood up, trying in vain to run out of the room. However, the feat seemed impossible, and more so when your left arm was roughly pulled towards the window. The remaining pieces of glass cut through your skin, and you bit back a shriek when you felt the painful sensation.
You heard screams and exclamations outside your room, and felt eternally relieved when the boys frantically stormed into the room. Tyler’s mouth opened wide as he tried to process what was happening.
Brock was the first one to get out of the shock; he practically threw himself at your form and started
A Cutie-poo what? (Reader X SimonHDS90) "I'll carry on~ I'll Carry~ Even though you're dead and gone, believe me your memory will carry o-"A Cutie-poo what? (Reader X SimonHDS90) by BlackButler0312
"Awww~ Is my little singing a song whioe cooking?" An all t familiar laugh rung out in the kitchen. "Yes. Because I love the little weird Vantas."
Now, with you (county) accent, and Simon not listeing and looking at the white stains on your apron, the word 'Vantas' that came from your mouth, sounded like 'Vanoss'. Your bulgarian boyfriend froze, and jealousy over took him. Well he may not be your OFFICAL boyfriend, but you were not ALLOWED to say you love someone other than him and Bodil.
Bodil was an acception because he knew Bodil had an eye on another, less popular, youtuber.
Simon's eyes narrowed, and he layed a had on your hip, causing a small yelp from you he love, pulling you away from flipping a pancake. He presed you against him and ithout thinking, he smelt your intoxicating scent of cinnomin and apples, and looked at your shocked (s/c)
Father!EnglandxDaughter!Reader Growing upIt was your 16th Birthday. You had a great day! You had friends over, you got to cook food, you even got to teach your father how took cook a few things. After everyone left, you put all of the new stuff you got in your room, and your Father was downstairs, reading a book.
You were putting some of the new clothes you got in your closet, and dropped one of them. You bent down, and picked it up, and saw a box in the back of your closet. You reached in your closet, and grabbed the box and pulled it out.
"Hey, a box of my old toys.." You smiled, and opened it up. There were dolls, little animal things, and a bunch of other stuff.
You stood up, and walked out of your room, and went up to the attic. You went over to a big box, full of your old toys, drawing, some pictures, baby clothes, ect.
You grabbed a picture, and looked at it. It was Big Brother America giving you a piggy back ride. You frowned, you were to big for piggy back rides now...You really missed America giving you playing with
Camera Shy [Hetalia: Prussia x Reader]You grimaced as the small digital camera edged closer to your face. You blushed slightly and moved towards your small plane window and leaned your forehead against it, trying to act as if you were interested in the fluffy white clouds which looked practically solid below you. The camera edged closer closer
"Will you STOP it, Gilbert!"
"Kesese! What's the problem, [Name]? Scared of a camera?"
"No! It's just uncomfortable and creepy with you doing that!"
"If you were wondering, [Name], the Awesome Me did accidentally take a picture of you looking out the window."
You lunged for the camera, screaming something like, "GIMME THAT!"
You were pretty photo-shy. You hated seeing yourself on camera or in photos with a fake smile or being taken a photo of while you weren't paying attention at all.
"Nein! Kesesese[Name], ahh!"
At that point, Gil as leaning as far away from you as possible without squishing his brother Ludwig, who was dozing with a Skymall magazine open in h
Neko!Prussia X Reader Bathtime (Pt. 3)“Gilbert~!” your voice echoed through your house, “Bath time~!” There may or may not have been a sadistic smile on your face... You walked slowly and stealthily down the hall into the living room. There was a silvery-white tail protruding from behind the sofa. It flicked up and down nervously. You used your ninja skills to creep forward without making a sound. Then, you pounced.
“I’VE GOT YOU!!!” you cried as you threw yourself onto Gilbert’s crouching form.
“Mraow!!” he cried out as he began to struggle. You were pretty strong though, and you held him down. However, Gilbert, being a cat, was lean and muscular and his thrashing was wearing you out.
“Hey Gil,” you whispered sexily as you leaned down and licked his neck, “if you don’t cooperate, I’ll make you take two baths.”
Gilbert’s body went limp, and you relinquished your hold on him. There were tears at the corners of his sca
Nordics x Mute! Reader: Easier Done Than Said
“I love the snow.” You said to yourself as you were walking to the house of your friends, the Nordics. You were staying with them while your place was going under construction. You held a couple plastic bags in your hands filled with your purchases from the grocery store. You breathed in the cold air as you smiled. You were about half way to the Nordic’s home when the winds started to pick up. The snow that was picked up in the wind was so thick you barley could see where you were going. “Well there are the bad sides of the snow I guess.” You told yourself as you heard a cracking from above as you looked up seeing a large branch tumbling down on top of you.
“Are you sure you don’t need any help, Sweden?” Finland asked as he and Sweden were on their way back from cutting firewood. He shook his head as he held the stack of firewood on his shoulder.
As soon as they saw their home in sight Hanatamago stopped and looked do
Cafetalia X Reader - Norway “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard Norwegian Airlines flight 23 with non-stop service to Oslo, Norway. Please turn your attention to the flight attendant nearest you for our safety demonstration. Please follow along with the safety card located in the seat pocket in front of you. Please make sure your seatbelt is securely fastened at this time. To fasten, insert the loose metal buckle into the holder. Tighten so it fits firmly around your waste. To fasten, pull the loose belt. Also, make sure all carry-on items are stored in the overhead bins or under the seat in front of you…” The perky flight attendant recited.
You let her speech fade into the background as you took in your rather big surroundings. A three seat aisle connected you to your friend who decided to spend her college break going to Norway with you, her younger not-quite-in-college-yet companion. She has heard the safety speech before, so she had all of her stuff tucked a