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Alistair woke up with his fellow warden’s name on his lips. It had been three years, and both of you still dreamed of darkspawn. He reached for your side of the bed only to find that it was cold, as if you had never been there. He rubbed his eyes groggily and swung his muscular legs over the side of the bed. Step One: Pants. He accomplished step one easily. He stumbled over a pair of his pants almost as soon as he was out of bed. This way, you wouldn’t be able to yell at him for leaving his clothes on the floor. Two birds with one stone. Step Two: [Name]. Not for the first time, Alistair wished that the taint was as useful in

Alistair woke up with his fellow warden’s name on his lips. It had been three years, and both of you still dreamed of darkspawn. He reached for your side of the bed only to find that it was cold, as if you had never been there. He rubbed his eyes groggily and swung his muscular legs over the side of the bed. Step One: Pants. He accomplished step one easily. He stumbled over a pair of his pants almost as soon as he was out of bed. This way, you wouldn’t be able to yell at him for leaving his clothes on the floor. Two birds with one stone. Step Two: [Name]. Not for the first time, Alistair wished that the taint was as useful in

    "Mark, let me use your bedroom, please," you said as you saw him walk out of his recording room.    "Why, what did you do?" he asked, as you were turned away from him. You did a half circle and showed off your dripping shirt covered in water. "Oh. Yeah, sure."    "Good. I'm just going to borrow one of your shirts. I'll give it back later." You saw Mark almost protest, but you laughed. "Does it look like I care? Don't worry, I know you have plenty of throw-away shirts you don't care about." You headed up the stairs, taking two steps at a time as Mark simply stood there, a little flabbergasted, but okay with the action nonetheless.    Yo

The white-haired “Prussian” sat down in front of you with obnoxious laughter leaving his pallid pink lips. Antonio and Francis sat beside Gilbert, and Ludwig and you glanced up from the books you two had been reading, raising a single eyebrow in perfect synchronization at the older yet much less mature Gilbert and his friends. He had on a dark T-shirt, and in large, block, white lettering, the following read: WARNING: YOU CAN GO BLIND FROM MY PURE AWESOMENESS! That was totally a shirt the narcissist idiot would wear. “You shouldn’t advertise lies on your T-shirt,” you scoffed at him as you flipped the page on

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing. Watch you smile while you are sleeping. While you're far away and dreaming Romano's eyes gently slid open, his surroundings cleared when he blinked. The green orbs flickered over to view the clock, which was proudly displaying in vibrant red numbers and letters: 6:30 AM. 'Why the fuck did I just suddenly wake up? It's Saturday, I have no work! Maybe I should go get a tomato...' he thought as he was about to get up before he felt something wrapped around his left arm. He looked down and noticed his girlfriend, (Name), sleeping peacefully beside him, currently using his arm as a pillow. A beau

2P!Italy x Reader Dancing with You Thanks to your procrastination habit because you obsess over Hetalia for an unhealthy amount of time every day, you are now forced to cram for an exam tomorrow... scratch that, for a exam that's going to happen in a few hours. The clock had struck twelve not too long ago, signifying the beginning of a new day. You sat at your desk, feeling miserable as you tried to focus on the words, but they kept swimming on the page and blurring out of focus as you combated the lethargy that threatened to consume you. But can anyone blame you? Most don't find school all that entertaining, especially in comparison to al

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing. Watch you smile while you are sleeping. While you're far away and dreaming Romano's eyes gently slid open, his surroundings cleared when he blinked. The green orbs flickered over to view the clock, which was proudly displaying in vibrant red numbers and letters: 6:30 AM. 'Why the fuck did I just suddenly wake up? It's Saturday, I have no work! Maybe I should go get a tomato...' he thought as he was about to get up before he felt something wrapped around his left arm. He looked down and noticed his girlfriend, (Name), sleeping peacefully beside him, currently using his arm as a pillow. A beau

"_______ got Switz!" He yelled. You looked at the little hand gun. By the looks of it, there wasn't any ammo but you didn't pull the trigger, just incase. You heard yelling coming from outside, then Germany and Prussia dragging him by his arms. "Get off me." He said, shrugging them off. He looked round and saw you holding the gun. "Yo dude! _______ picked you!" America said, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you up. "Now go on! Into the closet with you! Oh, and don't get too frisky, Britain won't like it!" He said laughing. He shoved you both into the closet, you colliding with Switzerland in the process. "Sorry..." You said as you ba

Warning : some curse words and sexiness alert~ :3 You wanna... You wanna... Sitting by your window, you sighed dreamily as watched the Axis trio exercise not so far from your dorm window, in the training grounds. You wished, you could be as determined and strong willed like them - at least like Germany - and bring your butt to start training yourself for the next summer season. Training was healthy and good, helping you stay fit and beautiful, but it was seriously not your thing... You had tried many times, to get up and do a few exercises in the mornings, but two or four days would pass and you will get lazy again, like always. You tried

You remembered the day as if it was yesterday, the day you were being babysitted by who you always called your big brother, Yao. You were only three years old when your parents were at work and you were moved to be looked after by Yao who also happened to be looking after his younger brother, Kiku. That typical day a new neighbour moved into the same street you lived in, so Yao decided to take you and Kiku along to meet them. Of course you were scared at first, just like when Yao's family moved into the street. But that changed quickly. It was a surprise when you first met Ivan, he looked about the same age as Yao which was at least five yea

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing. Watch you smile while you are sleeping. While you're far away and dreaming Romano's eyes gently slid open, his surroundings cleared when he blinked. The green orbs flickered over to view the clock, which was proudly displaying in vibrant red numbers and letters: 6:30 AM. 'Why the fuck did I just suddenly wake up? It's Saturday, I have no work! Maybe I should go get a tomato...' he thought as he was about to get up before he felt something wrapped around his left arm. He looked down and noticed his girlfriend, (Name), sleeping peacefully beside him, currently using his arm as a pillow. A beau

(Scotland x Reader) You arrived at your place of employment with a slight grimace. The bar was already stocked with men and women of varying appearances, but they all shared one similarity. They were all drunk. With a slight huff, you began wiping down the bar and cleaning up the enormous amount of extraneous empty glasses. The strong bitter stench of alcohol was almost intolerable as a few customers passed by you. It wasn't long before you had to refuse to serve a couple of them. Another bar tender arrived with an apologetic smile before she dove right into cleaning and serving. The crowd began to grow loud and a bit rambunctious. They w

AN: This is not really fluff. Well, it is, technically, but don't expect something cutesy and innocent. Just, please. Slightly mature in the middle. You sat on the floor, staring at the bottle in front of you. When Alfred had come up with the brilliant idea to play Seven Minutes in Heaven using Spin the Bottle, everyone seemed excited even if it was obvious the boys to girls ratio was…pretty uneven. You had never played this game before, and you pawed your shirt nervously as you sat down between Kiku and Emil, watching the people around you. You guys were waiting for the two people in the closet—some Canadian kid and that Ukrai

It had been almost a month since your eventful first world meeting. Currently you were sitting at your desk in your room, doing some paperwork for Finland. It was tedious work. Finally, around 7 p.m., you finished, filing away the last paper in the proper folder. Stretching, you grabbed the folders and headed down the hall to Finland's office. You set the paperwork on the desk triumphantly, and then scanned the nearby calendar. "Let's see…" you said to yourself, finger scanning over the days. "Today is the 21st… What the-?!" A door shut downstairs; your brother was home. "Tino!!" Practically flying down the stairs, you turned the c

 Shivering, you rushed down the sidewalk, eyes fixed on your shoes. You should have known better than to visit England without an umbrella; after all, the land was known for having a plethora of rain. But it was sunny earlier, you begrudgingly thought to yourself. Finally, you stopped to catch your breath, panting as you glanced at your surroundings. Much to your horror, you couldn't recognize any of them, and to make matters worse, it was getting late. The sky, previously a light grey colour due to the storm, was now a shade of jet. Your (favourite colour) jacket no longer provided any warmth for you, droplets of water dripping from the sl

"Go away Francis!" I scoffed. "Cherie! Please!" he chased after me. Once again he chased me to my house. "Why can't he leave me alone" I sighed. This has been occurring for a month in a half now. Even though I threaten to call the police I just don't have the heart to do it.... he had a reputation that I don't want to be part of so I constantly avoided him.According to the rumor I heard, I was the only girl he hasn't gotten to. This would explain why he was so persistent. To be honest, a part of me wished that wasn't true. Day after day, Francis stalked me from my house to work and everything in between. "Cherie please just give me a chanc

Let’s Talk 2P!FrancexReader Lying flat on your stomach, you tilted your head so you could see the man lying next to you. His breathing was steady for once, causing a small smile to be drawn up on your face. Very carefully so as not to wake him up, you shifted so that your cheek was resting on his bare chest. Sighing a bit, you craned your neck so that you could see the handsomely scruffy man lying with you. You were startled, however, when a strong pair of arms pulled your closer to the man, pushing your body against his until your head was just under his chin. “Stop squirming,” he said gruffly, violet eyes still shut.

 “Man when I find him I’m going to kill him bring him back to life and kill him again,” (Name) was out of breath but still continued to run throw the snowy forest. She looked to the ground and the trees trying to find some trace of her best friend Mathew. (Name) stopped again; she was running for who knows how long. Mathew was bigger, stronger, and smarter than (Name). He was born in this world while she was born in the city which she found to pretty annoying so she moved to the country that’s where she met him. He was blunt, rude, and sarcastic and still is. Mess with the bull and you get the horns that was Mathew w

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing. Watch you smile while you are sleeping. While you're far away and dreaming Romano's eyes gently slid open, his surroundings cleared when he blinked. The green orbs flickered over to view the clock, which was proudly displaying in vibrant red numbers and letters: 6:30 AM. 'Why the fuck did I just suddenly wake up? It's Saturday, I have no work! Maybe I should go get a tomato...' he thought as he was about to get up before he felt something wrapped around his left arm. He looked down and noticed his girlfriend, (Name), sleeping peacefully beside him, currently using his arm as a pillow. A beau

Okay. So let's skip ahead a little. I was born and given to an orphanage. My dad died before I was born and my mom died during child birth. I honestly felt like I was the best kid at that orphanage. I mean just take a look: 3rd person P.O.V. "Bitch give me back the motherfucking stuffed animal and no one get's hurt," you shouted pointing a knife to Al, another kid at the orphanage, who just took your favorite stuffed animal. That stuffed animal was the only thing you have from your parents so you cherished it deeply. About the knife, well nobody knows where you got it but you and any kind of a weapon is extremely dangerous. "No bitch. You

"Bloody Hell! Let go of me, (Name)!" "B-But it's freezing! Lemme wear your sweater." England only scoffed as you tugged at his sleeve helplessly. He couldn't blame you though, it was pretty cold for a fall morning, but he felt that was no excuse for you to not at least wear the school's uniformed pull-over. "You should have brought your own. It is required you know." You huffed and crossed your arms as you two countinued down the sidewalk. "Well technically this is your fault, Artie. Who walks to pick up someone anyway? We could've rode in that stupid Rolls Royce of yours." "Don't talk about it like that! And you're the one that likes to

Observing him closely, you were amazed with his musical genius. He was fantastic, his fingers moving precisely across the piano keys of ivory, he seemed to be content. Something was wrong, he was upset his song had no heart in it like most of them. Dull, the song ended with one long and sad key, Austria getting up quickly to bow and leave. "I thank you for coming, ________." Flustered, he seemed like he was trying to hurry this conversation, messing with his fingers a little bit, they were shaking profoundly. "Oh, it was my pleasure…Austria?" You had to ask, you were worried he could've been sick and needed help. Getting up from a plus

The white-haired “Prussian” sat down in front of you with obnoxious laughter leaving his pallid pink lips. Antonio and Francis sat beside Gilbert, and Ludwig and you glanced up from the books you two had been reading, raising a single eyebrow in perfect synchronization at the older yet much less mature Gilbert and his friends. He had on a dark T-shirt, and in large, block, white lettering, the following read: WARNING: YOU CAN GO BLIND FROM MY PURE AWESOMENESS! That was totally a shirt the narcissist idiot would wear. “You shouldn’t advertise lies on your T-shirt,” you scoffed at him as you flipped the page on

Today was the Festa della Repubblica* in Italy and all the parades were in full swing, Lutz and his comrades watched the festivities from their perch atop one of the rustic Italian houses. “Oi look at all the fun their having!” Louise squealed as his brother Luciano scowled, “Ti odio, I will push you off this roof if you don’t shut up” The blonde turned around and pouted as the blonde German grunted and ignored the Italians constant bickering. Lutz looked out onto the street watching all the happiness and colors flash by, feeling what can only be close to longing, wanting to feel the emotions he observed from the roo

You pulled out what looked like a black tie. You wondered who it could belong to, since there wasn't an obvious sign. As far as you knew, none of the countries owned a black tie. A hand was placed on your shoulder as someone spoke. "I believe that is me chica." The coldness in their voice made you shiver as you turned, meeting a pair of deceivingly mellow brown eyes. He had darker hair and skin than his counterpart. Hair a dark chocolate brown and skin a deep bronze, he wore grey skinny jeans, with straps on his left thigh. He also wore a black vest and biker jacket, covering the tattoos that resided on his arms. You gulped a little. You gue

CAUTION: SWEARING He met you in a seedy club in the red light district of whatever city he was in for that night (they all tended to look the same after a while).  You were sitting on a bar stool, kicking your feet every once and awhile, and you looked completely out of place amongst the bimbos and the prostitutes that frequented this place. It would be hard to get into your pants. Too hard, most drunk, horny guys would say. But Alfred F. Jones always liked a challenge. He walked over, every other guy moving out of the way as soon as they saw him coming. They knew the alpha male when they saw him. Sliding onto the stool beside you, he glan

Title: Never Again - Alistair x Reader Author: LilSisSyd Game: Dragon Age characters/pairing: Alistair x Reader Disclaimer: Bioware owns anything associated with Dragon Age. You own you. I only own the plot. (y/n)-Your Name (h/l)-Hair Length (h/c)-Hair Color (e/c)-Eye Color (s/c)-Skin Color               Alistair groaned, sleep still weighing down his eyelids. In an attempt to rid himself of the groggy feeling that plagued his mind, he shook his head and slowly opened his eyes. However, it did little to help, because when he opened his eyes, the world around him blurred into itself, colors and shapes meshed together in the dim light of