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Game of Thrones: Khal Drogo by charychu Game of Thrones: Khal Drogo :iconcharychu:charychu 3,413 223
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NorwayxReader Caffeine Potions
AIGHT FUCKER CAS HAS BEEN PROCRASTINATING FAR TOO LONG. LET'S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD, BITCHES.
SO ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A GIRL
YOU ALL SHOULD KNOW BY NOW THAT THAT'S YOU
SO YEAH
WELL
NORWAY KEPT HER AROUND, EVEN THOUGH IT WAS WELL KNOWN THAT SHE'S A FUCKIN KLUTZ
DESPITE MANY, MANY UNFORTUNATE AND BORDERLINE TRAGIC ACCIDENTS (A CAT WAS A CASUALTY OF ONE, HAVING BEEN THE UNFORTUNATE VICTIM OF AN ERRANT POTION GETTING KNOCKED OFF A TABLE, CAUSING THE POOR BASTARD CAT TO GROW A SECOND HEAD) THE IDIOTIC COUNTRY STILL KEPT HER THERE
PROBABLY BECAUSE HE LIKED HER FACE, BUT WHAT THE FUCK EVER
WELL
ONE DAY, HE DECIDED TO MAKE A TOPICAL POTION (THAT MEANS YOU APPLY IT TO YOUR SKIN, MOTHERFUCKS) ONLY HE USED FUCKING CAFFEINE
THAT SHIT WAS FUCKING POTENT
WELL THAT CHICK MAKES A SUDDEN APPEARANCE, THE TWO HEADED CAT RUNNING INTO THE ROOM.
"YO NOR- FUCK" SHE TRIPS OVER THE FUCKING CAT, FALLING INTO THE TABLE HOLDING THE NEWLY MADE AND NOT YET DILUTED CAFFEINE POTION.
YOU KNOW WHERE THAT SHIT
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RussiaXReader: Pizza?
“Arg!” You screamed, slamming your hands into the keyboard, hoping words would magically appear on the screen. Course, that didn’t happen. You put your forehead on the desk and let out something in between a groan and a growl. Why did reviewing crap have to be hard?
“Are you alright, moy podsolnechnik?” Your roommate, Ivan, asked from the door. Damn those thin walls. You could hear anything and everything that went on in pretty much every room… That fact had caused some seriously awkward situations.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” You answered quickly, sitting up and spinning around to the door, while slamming your laptop shut. You weren’t telling the truth but the last time Ivan had ‘helped’ you, things had NOT ended well. “And don’t use that pet name. You know I don’t like it.”
Ivan only smiled. “I will get you vodka. Is good for stress.” God damn it. Stupid Russian with his freaking emotio
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RussiaXReader: I like you da!
RussiaXReader: I like you da!
There he was again. Talking to China and ignoring Belarus as best as he could. You stared at the Russian man for almost the whole entire meeting. You tried to look around at other things but your eyes would always land on him. Those captivating eyes, those sweet looking violet eyes. But that wasn't the only thing that was interesting. You also loved his personality. He's cold and scary one second then nice and sometimes intimidating. America knew of your little crush on Russia and his reaction was just down right hilarious it's as if though someone stole all his hamburgers and ate them in front of him. The American began to yell at you for what seemed like hours the day you told him, on how you were insane of even considering him as a friend. For that he received a big smack in the face with a book you were reading and until this day you could still see the red mark of the book on his face. "Yo __________ you even listening!" you heard America say. You wer
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RussiaXReader: Broken Angel
It's been a long time since you've stopped to take a break. You've been running nonstop for what seems like days now. Every step is a step of freedom; every breath is a breath of fresh air. Even though your legs started to feel like lead, and your lungs felt like they were on fire. You were not stopping.
Running through thick-forested terrain is tedious and time consuming. Having to constantly watch your step from large tree roots attempting to pull you down. Eventually, exhaustion got the better of you, getting this tired made you feel helpless and weak, which you certainly were not. A tree root had snagged your ankle bringing you into a heavy face plant.
"Shit!" Cursing under your breath to no one, so you thought. Eyelids soon growing heavy, your vision was blurring, in the early stages of unconsciousness you saw a…….. Panda? Approaching you. I thought I was in a forest…. The hell? Your last thoughts before everything went black.
You slowly awoke to find yourself in a&
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Literature
RussiaxReader: Resist
Warning: Things implied and a VERY open-ended ending
Russia waited impatiently, checking his watch constantly. Any minute now he thought eagerly. He had to arrive extra early to rearrange the seats but it would be worth it, having you next to him and not that damned American. Just on time, you walked into the conference room, looking amazing as always. Your lovely (h/c) sat on your shoulders neatly, (e/c) eyes shimmered brightly, and soft pink lips that looked good enough to eat. He had to use every fiber of his being to force himself from attacking the delectable creature right then and there. You looked up from your papers to see him there, next to Your usual spot. "привет, ________. Its good to see you!" he said cheerfully, hiding his stong lust that was building within.
"Oh hello Russia, its good to see you too." you smiled sweetly, causing him to grip onto the arm of his chair to keep himself in control. "What are you doing here so early?
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RussiaxReader: Angel

Alone… so alone…
Those were the only thoughts running through the large Russian's mind as he trekked through the harsh and unforgiving storm. It was the truth. The very unfortunate truth. His once full home of countries was now empty, abandoned. Even his own sisters ran away from his home, never to see him again. Why? Ivan thought Why must I be forsaken like this? Can you not show me happiness? Love? Anything? He stopped an pulled his long coat closer to his body, sharp winds threatening to blow him away. While he was still a large country, his body had become fatigued from depression and damage done to his once strong nation. He knew it was a bad idea to go out for supplies during such a terrible storm but he thought he could at least find something. But that didn't end up being the case. I… I can't do this he realized. He attempted to quicken his pace but his tired legs gave out under him and he fell on to the cold, hard snow. Please
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First day First Kiss (RussiaxReader)
Tap tap tap...
Your footsteps echoed in the empty school hallways, trying to get you to where you needed to go. But unfortunately, your mind blanked and you had forgotten where your home room was. You were indeed new yet you were running just a little late. (Little as in half an hour)
Soon enough, your running came to a stop when you found a cream colored door, it's window saying 'Home Room' 'How did I miss that...' you thought as you opened the door and walked in. No one seemed to notice you as you walked in but when you sat down, you were surrounded. Being that your desk was next to the window it only took three people to surround you. Those three being strange women with very inappropriate clothing on. They gave you intense glares for what seemed like hours but was only about a minute. You only gave the three of them a blank stare until they walked away. Sighing, you picked out your drawing book and began to flip through it until it was on a blank page. Pulling out a pencil,
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RussiaxReader - Struggle
Apocalypse.
That's the only word that kept echoing in your tormented mind.
Apocalypse.
Ever since the Allies turned against you, your whole world had been chaos. It was practically World War 3, for heaven's sake! The economy went downhill, your country's prime minister was shot about a month ago and half of your population was gone. And when we say gone, it either means that they fled to another country with the help of fake passports or that they were simply dead.
Genocide was happening pretty much everywhere. And no matter what you did, you couldn't stop it. Already 65% of your population didn't exist anymore and the numbers only increased with each passing week.
You weren't the only country who had to go through this suffering, though. Other weaker countries like Lithuania, Belarus and Ukraine had been taken down. Latvia was close behind, but Estonia was surprisingly still standing.
Stronger countries like Russia, Sweden and Germany were currently trying to fight off t
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RussiaxReader
You sighed as you stand alone in the flower shop you worked at.  Business has been slow today and your boss decided to let you run the shop alone.  You looked at the watering chart, checking to see which plants were due for a watering.  You picked up the silver watering can and started watering the roses and tulips.  While your back was turned the door jingled letting you know someone walked in.  
"Welcome to Garden Paradise." you said cheerfully as you turning around.  You looked up at the tall man standing before you.  His hair was beige or ash blonde you weren't sure which it was.  You did know that he had a handsome face.  He looked at you with no emotions in his eyes.
"You sell sunflowers?" he asked you.  His voice came out much softer then you thought it would.
You simply nodded while staring in his eyes.  Their color was different then any other blue eyes you seen in your life.  His seems to have a hint of purple in the
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GermanyxReader WWIII on the Warfront (END) :iconhetalia-sa:Hetalia-SA 22 47
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GermanyxReader WWIII on the Warfront Part 5
(Author: Holy Jesus I don’t think I ever mentioned what Doitsu is wearing. FFFFFF- anyways… sorry ‘bout that. I’ll mention it a little more.)
“Sorry… that was my bad.” You say quietly, sinking down into your seat in embarrassment. The gun Ludwig handed you was apparently already loaded and cocked, causing it to fire when you were inspecting it.
“Nein, it vas my fault. It shouldn’t have been loaded in zhe first place.”
(Author: trolololo-//shot by 1000 angry ilovehetalia640's)
Ludwig stops the Jeep and looks over the crack in the windshield leading to the small bullet hole.
“Vell, at least it von’t restrict driving.” He says, putting the Jeep back into gear and starts driving away again. He continues driving in silence for a while, before you decide to break the silence.
“Hey Ludwig… Why’d you decide to make a run for it with me? Why’d you save me?”
His cheeks turn pink a bit.
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RussiaxReader In Touch with Humanity (Part 1)
RussiaxReader In Touch with Humanity
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I wake up to the sound of my alarm beeping, creating a moment of pure hatred for the world.
Groaning and mumbling the entire time, I drag myself out of bed, forcing myself to get ready for a seemingly normal day.
After taking a shower and brushing my haystack of (h/c) hair, I decide now is the time to actually get dressed.
Dragging myself to my dresser, I pull out my favorite outfit, consisting of -insert answer here-.
That’s when I go through today’s schedule. I have absolutely no plans today, None.
And sadly, there’s no food in my fridge to allow enough sustenance for today.
Because I’m lazy and don’t feel like driving to the store, I walk a few blocks to the cornerstore to buy junk food. Yum, instant noodles.
I find myself at the wrong place, at the wrong time.
As I’m placing my snackies on the counter at the register, three guys in black ski masks burst through the door, waving guns around.
“GET DOWN
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RussiaxReader: Conquering Death :iconhetalia-sa:Hetalia-SA 24 23
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RussiaxBullied!Reader Smile
School? Hell.
Home? Hell.
Friends? None.
Every day is a living nightmare. I can’t stand it. The torture doesn’t stop even when I get home. It’s not the fact that I’m abused, I actually have a good family and am thankful for it. It’s the fact that they found my phone number, my facebook, my e-mail, everything, and my parents don’t believe that what they say is bad enough to get help. “Sticks and stones may break your bones, but words will never hurt you”
I don’t think I’ve ever heard a lie worse than that. Words hurt just as much as sticks and stones. Personally, I’d take the sticks and stones over the words.
They make fun of me for everything. My hair, my eyes, how I look, dress, hell they even make fun of my name, which caused me to start going by my middle name.
It’s only a group of classmates, three girls and two boys, but nobody else tries to stand up for me.
Never.
I’ve forgotten how
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RussiaxReader
     It was deathly cold outside. The wind threatened to blow you away with the icey blizzard as you trudged toward home in the snow. You were heading home from the market. They didn't have anything left there. The famine really hit you hard. Your body was going numb in the weather. You felt as if your legs were about to give out. You really needed to get home before you pass out and freeze to death. 'How... how can it be this cold? It's not even a regular cold... it feels like a dark and evil cold. Home is still a few miles away... I'm... not going to make it am I?' You thought warily. You tried speeding up, but your legs gave out. You were lying on the snow, unable to move. 'I'm not the first victim this horrible famine and weather has claimed...' You thought as you remembered your mother's and father's sickness. It claimed their lives, too. You heard foot steps approach you as the darkness swallowed you up. The last thing you heard was a voice gently talking
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I'm going to the doctor tomorrow for a pap smear and possibly a pelvic exam to screen for reproductive cancer, as well as get my blood test results back to rule out Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. Wish me luck.

In the meantime I'm going to an old friend's house to binge watch crappy horror movies and chick flicks to get my mind off of things.
  • Watching: Legally Blonde

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Mackenzie Sikes
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Anime I LOVE: I really love Hetalia, Black Butler, Ghost Hunt, Pokemon (playing it too c: ) and Ouran High School Host Club!
I've Read Vampire Knight, Ouran, and Hetalia!
I LOVE LOVE LOVE vocaloid too! Miku is my favorite overall, but I love Rin and Len, Luka, Gakupo, and Kaito too c:
But overall, Hetalia is my favorite anime EVER! I joined this website so I could write fanfiction for it and post it for people to see c:
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IndepenStud8 Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
Welcome to deviantArt and thank you SO much for the watch! I hope you discover many new adventures on this site :)
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Hetaliafanluvsyou Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you!

I only just joined dA but I've read your stuff for a long time!

Thank you very much!
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highlove10 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2014  Student Traditional Artist
Welcome to dA!
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Hetaliafanluvsyou Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you!
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highlove10 Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014  Student Traditional Artist
No problem!
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