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RomaniaxReader: Poster PranksWARNING: NOT FOR TWLIGHT LOVERS!

Grinning almost evilly you stepped back to admire your work. A thick black mustache on the upper lip. And to add to the stupidity of the picture; buck teeth, a mole on the chin, and a black out eye. All new additions to the latest poster of Robert Patterson as Edward Cullen from Twilight hanging outside the book store’s window in the mall.
“Much better,” you said pocketing the black marker.
A loud screech came from behind you. You turned around to find a hoard of girls with black t-shirts reading ‘TEAM EDWARD’.
“Crap,” you said and ran for your life. Close behind you&

[APH] Strip Poker - SpainxReader(Name) giggled uncontrollably at the cheerful voice over the phone. Did he really just ask that? There’s no way this man just asked her that. But then again, he seems like one who would do it. Spinning around, she held the phone to her chest and tried to suppress her giddiness.

“_____? You there?”

She squeaked and almost dropped the phone, putting it back to her ear. “Oh yes, sorry Antonio.” She rushed around the room, trying to clean it up. “So you want to come over?”

He chuckled and she smiled. “Si, I would love to. I’ll be over in a minute.”

They ended the call and she finishe

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Payback's a b*tch... || America x Reader

"_____, where are ya?!" Alfred shouted, turning his head in many directions trying to find you. From behind the tree, where you were hiding, he looked like he just saw a ghost! If only you had your phone…
Oh wait, that's Alfred's fault…

~*Flashback*~

"Hey Alfred, give it back!" You shouted at your loud mouthed friend, who was currently laughing at you. He stole your phone from you and he wouldn't give it back only because you took a picture of him in the movies, his face was priceless!
You were currently jumping for your phone, it had private things on it that you didn't want ANYONE to know about, so now you know why you're

PrussiaXReader! PrankVSPrank (Cheating Prank)

-YOUR P.O.V-
Today was finally the day Gilbert was finally going to come home! But this welcome home won't be so 'welcoming'. You were going to prank your boyfriend Gilbert!
You pulled out your video camera and faced it towards you clicking the play button.
"Ok so Gilbert has been gone for a few days over in Germany to visit his brother. And I've been home alone, so I thought of a good Prank to play on Gil where I'm cheating in him on with" you begin into the camera as you pull out a Manican head with fake facial hair on it. "So I'm going to put the head on the pillow and use other pillows as a body. And today I went to the mall and bought a new guys outfit!" You smirked into the camera as you set up the fake body of pillows under the sheets.
You walk down stairs to show the outfit. It was black skinny jeans, and random pair of boxers, with a black hoodie and grey sneakers.
You set the grey sneakers at the front door to

Little!NordicsxBig!Sister!Reader Happy birthday!All of the boys were playing in the living room. Well, except for Emil. He was taking a nap. You walked into it, smiling.

"Boys, I need your help. Today is little Emil's birthday and I need you guys to help me make him a cake. I've already bought some presents, and I want Mathias and Tino to wrap them. Berwald, Lukas, you two have to help me make the cake."

"Okay (Name)! Me and Tino will wrap the gifts!" Mathias smiled.

"They are in my room on my bed. I already have wrapping paper and safety scissors in there. Oh, and tape too!"

Mathias nodded, and ran to your room, dragging Tino with him.

Lukas and Berwald followed you to the kitchen an

Cosplay [America x Male!Reader]“Alfred, can I change my clothes in your room? Matthew’s in the bathroom and the convention starts in an hour.”

“Haha! Sure dude!”

“Thanks.”

-thirty minutes later-

“Hey [Name]! Time to– ”

“.....”

“.....”

“.....”

“.....”

“.....”

“...Dude...”

“I-I CAN EXPLAIN!”

Extended Ending:

“Haha! Let me give you a few tips since you’re cosplaying the hero!” Alfred said as they walked from his house to one of the biggest anime conventions in America, a wide smile spread across his face

GermanyxMale!Reader I wasn't called for this. OSGermanyxMale!Reader. I wasn't called for this Oneshot (free to males, not much of a yaoi)

Summer break started leaving schools empty, children spending more bonding time with parents (some more than what they like), and leaving teenagers do… whatever teenagers did. As in (male name)’s case, he deiced to reach the world record of hibernating in the summer. Oh yeah you can laugh but he has already supplied himself with snacks and mental preparation. The first day had gone off with a nice start only waking up 3 times to eat something and take a piss. The process repeated till the third day when his parents came to his room to see

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~**~

“For the last time, I am NOT going to play ‘The Walking Dead’ with you, Alfred!”
“Awwwh~! But c’mon _____! It’ll be fun! There’s loads of zombies that you’ll be able to wipe out!”
“That’s exactly why I don’t wanna play! I hate zombies!”

Judging by the look on your face, you weren’t joking. But, to Alfred, it seemed as if the look of ‘hate’ was actually presented by the look of fear…

Alfred blinked twice, the look of pure shock present on his features. You were scared of zombies? Wow, and you were supposed to be the bravest one

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The Song of Jigglypuff

“Face it, Italy! We’re lost!”
You never imagined your journey to becoming a Pokemon Master to involve getting lost in a forest. Sadly, here you and your friends were… lost in a forest. Specifically, the Viridian Forest. You had just recently gotten your seventh badge and were traveling back to Viridian City for your eighth. You were traveling in a group of 6, counting you. With you was a total of 2 other trainers, Prussia and Romano, and 3 gym leaders, Italy, Germany, and Japan.
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Germany X Reader AccentsYou were in your friend, Ludwig's home. You were lying in a comfortable position on his couch, and he was next to you, reading. Boring~

"Hey...Ludwig...." You mumbled as you stared towards your currently boring friend. He glanced up from his book.

"Vhat...?" You let out an unheard giggle from the sound his accent.

"Make me a sammich." He closed his book, knowing you wanted attention.

"...you mean a sandvich...right?" You shot up from your comfortable spot.

"Did you just cuss?!" He raised an eyebrow. "You just....said....b-b...bitc-!!"

"I DID NOT!" You laughed. You knew Ludwig was strictly against cussing and...oh wow!

"You did, you did

Russia X Reader--Resolutions: Chpt. 1

Russia X Reader

Resolutions: Chpt.1

Intro.

The worst part about high school is: the people are complete jerks, for the most part. If there isn’t a single person that you don’t hate or dislike, then I applaud you and also question your sanity. That’s exactly the way you used to be…until you got to your junior year in good old high school. That was when you snapped. People began to disgust you that much.

The worst part about it is…you miss the way you used to see situations—in an optimistic, positive way. Now all you see is negative and your expectations of people is way too high. And that’s wha

Nordekz(3)xReedur- SUP, YOH?! [CRACK]U wer wacheeng SpawngBawb, den al ov eh sadan...
BEING!!!
IT WUZ AISELEND, FENLEND, AND NORWEIH. Fenlend wuz dresd up az eh geingstur and he wuz in eh swegtastik pouz. Aiselend wuz dresd up az Tinkur bel. He wuz doin Tinkur bel's signachur pouz...wel kind ov. Norweih wuz dresd up as Ciel in wundrlend. Aldoh, dat kawstoom wuz a bit to smal awn hem. Dey wer al in eh groop, doin eh pouz. U wer konfyoosed of wut wuz goin awn, baht u dedn't maind sense 3 secksi az ffff Nordekz were en dos kawstooms. U almoust sturted to nosebleed wen u saw Aiselend en dat Tinkur bel kawstoom.

"YOH WUT'S UP, _____?!?" Fenlend askd u.

U dednt noh hao to anser dat.

New Smash Bros Interviews: Spec. Reveal Chapter 1*tap, tap, tap*

“Hello? Is this thing on?”

“It’s on, Link,” came the answer in an annoyed tone.

“Well excuse me for not knowing how to use electronic devices as well as you can,” said Link as he cast the zero suit clad bounty hunter a glare. He then turned back to the microphone. “Now then, we are here today as the first batch of characters have been announced for the next installment of Super Smash Bros.”

“You mean we’ll finally find out which of us got in?” questioned Saki.

Saki and everyone else who had been interviewed so far were gathered in the auditorium of

Russia X Reader--Resolutions: Chpt.2

A flush of embarrassment reddens your face. This is going to be incredibly awkward…especially after what happened in your last class. You gulp before slowly walking over to your seat, trying with all your might not to make eye contact with Ivan. You were doing just fine…that is, until Ivan made eye contact with you. You felt his eyes penetrate yours, and a whole new shade of red flushed your face. You quickly sat down and pretended to be interested in another corner of room. At least the two of you weren’t the only ones in the room by now.

“You were in my last class, da?” You jump a little when you h

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monarchshe wears the scales of a butterfly's wings in her heart

etching the orange-black patterns into her skin like a balm against the cold,

because butterflies bring the spring.

and with each flap of their gossamer wings,

blood pumps itself through her veins,

and a hurricane rears its head from an expanse of blue silk,

ripping through her thoughts again.

children

in their innocence

rip her wings off

and she stays dead.

fascination.slip me through the cracks of your heart, love.

i promise i won't bite.

bittersweet.and i'll never leave here

i'll stay in your heart forever--

or as long as you'll have me.

i'll wake up with you every mornin'

i know how you like your tea;

milk, no sugar

and i'll take my coffee with two sugars

and what a wonderful pair we'd make--

when we're not busy lunging at each other's throats

and tearing all the things better left unsaid out

when we're not squeezing salt and lemon juice into wounds

that never really healed

when we're not onesided, messed up, masochistic, fucked up--

well

we'd be a wonderful pair.

torrentialand when we get down to it,

life is just a mess of could've been, would've been, should've been

look up at the clouds dear,

they're raining all the words you've never said

a downpour of hate and loneliness and regret

you won't find your silver lining here--

and there's a daisy chain on the ground

ring around the rosie

wasn't that what you used to sing?

there's a ring in your heart, dear

and it's choking you with songs of optimism

the plague waits for no one.

fragmentsee, the thing is, it's easy to pretend you matter,

but in the end,

pretend is only pretend.

and when your world's crumbling around you like a tower of cards,

remember--

sadness was always such a pretty look on you, dear.

this is what's left unsaid.this is what i want to do to you.

push your hair back,

black as the keys you loved

so

so

much-

(this says something

about me but i

don't know-

don't want

to know what)

open up your skull and look into your

cruel

systematic

mind-

(it fascinates me how easily it's broken mine)

i want to break

every

single

precious little finger

at every single joint and

press your useless hands into the ivory keys

(hard)

i want to suffocate you with piano wire

beat you bloody with hate

and slip a

knife

between your ribs

into your unfeeling heart

(does it beat on tempo?)

i'll play a melody with your screams

and compose a symphony

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Coulson's getting the strange feeling that with the Avengers, there is no such thing as "regular."

Stark had offered him a place at Stark Tower, after they'd finished rebuilding the tower and Coulson had finished rebuilding his life. It hadn't been easy, but Coulson's as stubborn as he is resilient, and coming from someone even death couldn't triumph over, well - he thinks that's a feat to be proud of.

Somewhere deep in his mind, Coulson's got a bucket list of all the crazy, mind blowing things he's wanted to do when he was young and optimistic about the world but had always kept in the back of his mind. Silently, a 15-year-old him crosses off a box just after he wakes up in the hospital, and Coulson's not sure whether or not he'd want to remember what else was on that list.

When Coulson was 15, he'd wanted to fake his own death. By the time he'd turned 20, he wasn't sure if he'd wanted to fake it anymore.

But now he's back, and professional as ever as he stares down Tony Stark. Stark is in his doorway, offering him some sort of rolled up paper in a tube. Coulson raises an eyebrow.

"I've died once already, will this finish me off, Stark?" he asks sarcastically, and finally that son of a bitch genius cracks a smile. Stark without a half-deranged smile on his face just isn't Stark, and well - where'd the world be without Iron Man?

He notes that his room shares a wall with Rogers' room, and how his nights would be much less productive and much more...sleepy.

"No tech here, Phil. Just a little welcome back gift from all of us. And by us, I mean me," Tony said, arm still extended, offering the cardboard tube.

Coulson took it suspiciously, and nodded at Stark.

"Thank you," he said.

He had a feeling that his statement had sounded more like a question. Stark, however, showed no signs of hearing it, and only smiled (very suspiciously) and walked away with a mock salute.

Coulson popped the cap on the tube carefully, extracting the paper rolled up within and unrolling it.

He raised an eyebrow when he saw the poster, and made a mental list of all the assassins of the world who were capable of killing Tony Stark, slowly and painfully.

He swore he didn't growl a little when he came up empty, and instead just appreciated that if they were going to get him a shirtless poster of Captain America, they took the time to get it autographed.

Wait.

It was autographed.

Coulson did not proceed to affix said autographed poster to the wall and stare at it longingly.

Really.

i tried to write something lightheartedby ~SolarumNyx

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_{and it was meh.

a WIP i dug off of my phone a few days ago.}

~RipVanWinkle316 Jan 30, 2013 Student Digital Artist

LOL
Sounds good! I do also like your other writings, though. Dark as it may be. c:

~SolarumNyx Jan 30, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

_heheh.

~Robin-Funsize Jan 30, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Oh, Coulson. He's the best.
But I don't think (in the Avenger's universe, of course) he will ever live the whole Captain America fanboy thing down.

Good job, another wonderful story!

And Tony would totally be the one to give him that.

~SolarumNyx Jan 30, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

_{awww thank you! <3

and yes, fanboy!coulson is the best coulson.}

~Robin-Funsize Jan 31, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Never a problem! :3

Yes, mostly because he looks to serious to be a fanboy type of guy until he started being a fanboy.

~SolarumNyx Jan 31, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

_{ikr. he's so endearing. <3 aaaand he's getting his own show soon, did you hear?}

~Robin-Funsize Jan 31, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Mmmhmm! What? He's getting a show! Oh my god that's great! I didn't know. Do you know what it's called?

~SolarumNyx Jan 31, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

_{S.H.I.E.L.D. xD}

~Robin-Funsize Jan 31, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Ohhh.....pffftt. That's so obvious. I should've guessed! XD

~SolarumNyx Jan 31, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

_{haha, yep.}

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