Father!ScotlandxReader::THAT Kind of Dad by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
Father!ScotlandxReader::THAT Kind of Dad
THAT Kind of Dad
Father!Scotland x Reader
Your father… YOUR father…oh that man was definitely a dad alright. And you were definitely your dad's little angel; his princess, baby, et cetera. That man was Alistair Kirkland and if anything were certain, if any boy laid a finger on you, that finger would be missing in a heartbeat. Your father, in other words, was the most stuck up, protective, condescending man on the planet, but…he was your father.
Your palms were sweaty, knees weak, and your nerves were in overdrive as you entered your house. It wasn't that you were scared of your father, no, it was the fact that you were scared for the
LatviaxReader::The Golden Stopwatch by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
LatviaxReader::The Golden Stopwatch
The Golden Stopwatch
Latvia x Reader
Author's Note: You live in England. Don't ask questions you fool…
Times were rough. It was a dark era in England; the Nazi's were invading much, if not, all of Europe. Evacuations had been issued and death was upon us all—death, such a small word with such a significant impact. Something you fear of; something that could happen in the blink of an eye. Death was more of a well-known visitor to you, for he had taken your mother and father—well technically, the Nazis had taken them and sent them off to concentration camp, but you had assumed that death was their ally.
As the soldiers invaded your
EnglandxReader::The Small Things by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
EnglandxReader::The Small Things
The Small Things
England x Reader
Art Trade
There was a loud banging noise that you presumed was the front door; boisterous stomping down the hallway and incoherent words were thrown around as your husband dropped his suitcase on the kitchen table. There were dark circles forming under his eyes and stress lines were more apparent on his pale face.
He slumped into his armchair in the living room and began unraveling the newspaper that he picked up from the driveway, you on the other hand, were standing in the kitchen as all of the commotion happened, worried for your husband as his mood grew more sour each day.
You wanted to help, bu
IcelandxReader::Breaking the Ice by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
IcelandxReader::Breaking the Ice
Breaking the Ice
Iceland x Reader
Here you were, standing in the middle of the lit floor of the booming club, loud music blaring through the speakers, drinks being passed around, boys hitting on girls and vice versa. It was alright…except for the fact that you were standing alone…awkwardly in the middle of two people dancing in a fashion that you hadn't quite put your finger on.
Definitely a tie between a demonic ritual or a heart attack. Either way, their arms were flailing mercilessly and they kept thrusting their pelvis sporadically. That wasn't exactly your cup of tea.
As for you, you kept a small swaying motion to the beat of the
NetherlandsxReader::Apocalypse 4 by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
NetherlandsxReader::Apocalypse 4
Apocalypse
Netherlands x Reader
PART 4
A.N.: This is the fourth chapter of my Apocalypse series on my other account. Be sure that you have read those before you read these. Link to Part 1 is in the description.
It seemed that the days had dragged on as the snow storm grew more intense. It hadn't been long that on the way, the lot of you had to seek refuge at an other abandoned gas station, for the worst had yet to come. Before departing from the last gas station, Tim and Tino had cleaned the store out of any food and medicine that could be found.
But it wasn't enough.
Hunger was growing and energy was dwindling as all of you now ha
DenmarkxReader::A True Love's Kiss CE by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
DenmarkxReader::A True Love's Kiss CE
Denmark X Reader
True Love's Kiss
Contest Entry
A True love's kiss…something everyone dreams of one day experiencing; something so simple, yet so enchantingly beautiful. A true love's kiss is when you meet the someone who was meant for you, before two can become one there is something you must do, there is something sweeter everybody needs. I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss and a prince I'm hoping comes with this. That's what brings everaftering so happy...
And here you are, a wedding planner about to watch two lovers unite in one true love's kiss. As happy as you'd like to be, you just weren't as the couple joined in a true l
Father!ScotlandxReader::THAT Kind of Dad by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
Father!ScotlandxReader::THAT Kind of Dad
THAT Kind of Dad
Father!Scotland x Reader
Your father… YOUR father…oh that man was definitely a dad alright. And you were definitely your dad's little angel; his princess, baby, et cetera. That man was Alistair Kirkland and if anything were certain, if any boy laid a finger on you, that finger would be missing in a heartbeat. Your father, in other words, was the most stuck up, protective, condescending man on the planet, but…he was your father.
Your palms were sweaty, knees weak, and your nerves were in overdrive as you entered your house. It wasn't that you were scared of your father, no, it was the fact that you were scared for the
LatviaxReader::The Golden Stopwatch by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
LatviaxReader::The Golden Stopwatch
The Golden Stopwatch
Latvia x Reader
Author's Note: You live in England. Don't ask questions you fool…
Times were rough. It was a dark era in England; the Nazi's were invading much, if not, all of Europe. Evacuations had been issued and death was upon us all—death, such a small word with such a significant impact. Something you fear of; something that could happen in the blink of an eye. Death was more of a well-known visitor to you, for he had taken your mother and father—well technically, the Nazis had taken them and sent them off to concentration camp, but you had assumed that death was their ally.
As the soldiers invaded your
EnglandxReader::The Small Things by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
EnglandxReader::The Small Things
The Small Things
England x Reader
Art Trade
There was a loud banging noise that you presumed was the front door; boisterous stomping down the hallway and incoherent words were thrown around as your husband dropped his suitcase on the kitchen table. There were dark circles forming under his eyes and stress lines were more apparent on his pale face.
He slumped into his armchair in the living room and began unraveling the newspaper that he picked up from the driveway, you on the other hand, were standing in the kitchen as all of the commotion happened, worried for your husband as his mood grew more sour each day.
You wanted to help, bu
IcelandxReader::Breaking the Ice by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
IcelandxReader::Breaking the Ice
Breaking the Ice
Iceland x Reader
Here you were, standing in the middle of the lit floor of the booming club, loud music blaring through the speakers, drinks being passed around, boys hitting on girls and vice versa. It was alright…except for the fact that you were standing alone…awkwardly in the middle of two people dancing in a fashion that you hadn't quite put your finger on.
Definitely a tie between a demonic ritual or a heart attack. Either way, their arms were flailing mercilessly and they kept thrusting their pelvis sporadically. That wasn't exactly your cup of tea.
As for you, you kept a small swaying motion to the beat of the
NetherlandsxReader::Apocalypse 4 by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
NetherlandsxReader::Apocalypse 4
Apocalypse
Netherlands x Reader
PART 4
A.N.: This is the fourth chapter of my Apocalypse series on my other account. Be sure that you have read those before you read these. Link to Part 1 is in the description.
It seemed that the days had dragged on as the snow storm grew more intense. It hadn't been long that on the way, the lot of you had to seek refuge at an other abandoned gas station, for the worst had yet to come. Before departing from the last gas station, Tim and Tino had cleaned the store out of any food and medicine that could be found.
But it wasn't enough.
Hunger was growing and energy was dwindling as all of you now ha
DenmarkxReader::A True Love's Kiss CE by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
DenmarkxReader::A True Love's Kiss CE
Denmark X Reader
True Love's Kiss
Contest Entry
A True love's kiss…something everyone dreams of one day experiencing; something so simple, yet so enchantingly beautiful. A true love's kiss is when you meet the someone who was meant for you, before two can become one there is something you must do, there is something sweeter everybody needs. I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss and a prince I'm hoping comes with this. That's what brings everaftering so happy...
And here you are, a wedding planner about to watch two lovers unite in one true love's kiss. As happy as you'd like to be, you just weren't as the couple joined in a true l
''Funniest Hetalia Reader-Insert'' Contest! C: by ElleNyan, journal
''Funniest Hetalia Reader-Insert'' Contest! C:
[Closed]
Because I'm bored as hell.
I will be holding my first contest! :dummy: *confetti*
And I'm sorry, it's a reader-insert contest only related to Hetalia.
~harharplz (https://www.deviantart.com/harharplz) Okay... the contest!
:bulletgreen: Theme: Humor
Do you have what it takes to make me laugh? Don't hesitate and join in! Write anything, as long as it has humor in it.
I BEG YOU. I'M IN DESPERATE NEED OF LAUGHTER. December's in and I won't be able to meet my friends, and that means... BOREDOM. My life depends on you guys!
:iconamericawhyplz:
:bulletgreen: Simple Rules:
- Your entry doesn't have to be new. But entries after 04/12/12 have more chances of winning
So..wow... I haven't been on this site in ages it feels. Anyways, I just want you all to know that I'm not dead, but the computer that had all of my stories on them... well it is.. *sigh*
I'm not going to lie though, I may not have Microsoft Word on this, but I've been to a couple of hockey games in the past few weeks and I really and I mean REALLY want to write a long Country that is undecided x Reader.
My choices for the hockey player country being:
2p!Canada
Finland
Male Belarus
or Norway
You all chose c:
Also, I haven't forgotten the other's that have sent in commissions, I just really need my Microsoft word for that.. Just th
Well, there's a deviant out there in the Reader-Insert world who I used to REALLY appreciate. She was cool, she had fabulous ideas and she was very modest of herself.. But once she grew exceedingly popular, her modesty has seem to take the best of her. I mean, it's one thing to take pride in your work, but this girl thinks that she is the most original artist out there. I mean, her confidence is through the roof!
I mean I know my ideas aren't amazing but I know they aren't that cliche? I like to keep my plots a little twisted y'know; and her stories are definitely amazing, but she just recently said something that made me physically say
GUYS. I GOT IN THE MUSICAL. IEBFIWEUBGPWIEUFBPEWOUB
I didn't think I would since I kind of killed the dancing portion of the tryouts.... but first, before I tell you exactly who I got, I want you all to know that it's the musical: Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.
If you haven't seen the movie... it's freaking adorable. Stop reading this and GO WATCH IT. OMGitssocute
Anyways, I got the role as one of the maidens/brides and her name is Sarah... that's like.... a big role guys ;u;
I'm so happy... IKHebfaierbgdfjkvbwpieurbg piub
And the guy that plays one of the woodsmen that I eventually fall in love with.. is the same guy that was my