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The Times, They Are A-Changin'Danny, the representation of California stood in front of a news crew wearing an old suit. He pushed his messy blond hair out of his face again and leveled a steady look with the camera in the front.
“We have to admit that if things continue the way they are, we are going to have a problem!” Danny shouted, slamming his hand down. “And if everyone helps with this, America won’t drown in this problem!”
He turned and left, leaving the reporters behind. As he walked, two others joined him, states Nevada and New Mexico.
“Times are sure are changing, huh, Mexico?” Nevada said, a small smile on her face.
The blue eyed Connecticut, Ryan, sat with a note book trying to write as fast as America spoke. He was trying to make sure that his newspaper got the story before any of the others papers.
“Dude, don’t write this down!” Al said, grabbing the book. “This hasn’t even started, watch and take notes in your head.”
Reader x America- Twinkies Death You were sitting at home when you heard about hostess shutting down. As soon as you heard, you counted down from three. When you hit zero, a certain American was standing at your door.
"Dude, do you have any Twinkies?" He asked, already heading to your kitchen.
You rushed ahead of him saying, "Not to my knowledge, but I have some Submarinos that Antonio gave me."
Al opened your pantry and grabbed the box of Twinkies that you had hidden for the Zombie Apocalypse You tackle him to the ground and wrestled the box away from him then stood up. Slowly you backed away from him.
"Give me the f-ing twinkles," he growled, nearing you. "Come on____. I won't bug you again for food."
You shook your head and ducked under his arms when he tried to grab you. As you run out of the room you shouted, "Just eat the Submarinos!"
The American answer was, "I don't want any Mexican Twinkies! I'll
Final HeroMy name is Eden McCord and I am the last hero. I didn't use to be. There used to be heroes everywhere. Ones that had super powers. Ones that risked their lives for little to no pay. But that was before.
It happened on a day like any other. The three of us that had banded together as a group of sorts were just relaxing that day when a call came through for two of us to get a criminal that was in town. Without much thought, I volunteered with my best friend, Dex.
Dex was an odd girl, who prided herself being a weapons master. She could pick up anything and use it to fight. Even a stick. One thing that really set her apart from the rest of the us was that she was one of the rare normal people who are heroes. I'm close to them, but only slightly. I have bird wings but they are useless in most fights, so I'm usually using chemical mixtures that my dad sends through my twin brother Marshall.
The call was to the edge of town, which was normal for us. These calls are usually from the cops when
Kidnap the child! RussiaXState!OC Ivan looked out his window. He could see a brunette sitting outside without a jacket on or anything. Ethan Jones a.k.a Alaska, the youngest of Alfred's kids. And by far the best the cutest of them. He was just sitting there, in the snow alone. No sign of any of his forty-nine adopted siblings or the stupid moose.
The Russian took one more look, then ran out of the house snatching up the brunette child. Ethan screamed causing Ivan to slap a gloved hand over his mouth.
"You become one with Russia, da?" He said, sending an odd smile to the boy.
The boy shook his head and Ivan removed his hand, replacing it with his lips. When he pulled back for air he repeated it. This time the Alaskan just nodded.
America's Journal, Threatening a Good-byeNovember 13, 2012
No, no, no! This can't be happening again! Not this! First was Ava, who came up to me with tears in her blue eyes with a letter. It read in her small, neat handwriting, that she is gathering her citizens to recede from the Union. If it had been Destiny or Will, I would have brushed it off as their normal rants. But it was Louisiana!
After her slowly other came up to me, and handed me similar papers. Now, only three of my kids stand beside me without a petition to secede. Little Abigail, Owen and Lincoln are the only ones left. They aren't the oldest of the kids either! Every one of those thirteen have told me their plans, and setting up the petitions on the website. Will is passed the required count. Ava's passed the count. Others are getting close!
I don't want another war! Not now, or ever! I'll do what I can to stop them, but if the other petitions pass, the ones that say exile the people who signed the petitions for secession, I'll loss people who are just give
America's Journal, Election DayNovember 6, 2012
Election Day. Time for stress and worrying over who my next boss will be. Four freaking years. Every time it's the same. So and so did this, so and so is that. You think those guys would have been nice and maybe made it longer. It would make since, considering the fact they don't think I exist half the time.
They won't even let me vote. Not registered in any state, they say. How the heck am I suppose to register as a resident of a state, when I live everywhere? The kids are freaking allowed to vote! Granted though, they all are registered...
Isabella and the others are bugging me to stop worrying. In a few hours, we're all going to know who won.
The election goes to... Obama. Well, at least I won't have to do the whole, 'Yes, your country is personified' crap again. I want sleep now, because I won't get any again for a while.
Haunted House AmericaxReader You were waiting for everyone to get in their spots for a run through. October 29. Two days before Halloween and the opening night of the school's haunted house. You were in the 'spandex room'. The plan was for you to stand behind a spandex wall and put your hand through it to scare people. Or at least, until you realized that sometime during the year, three of the bins with Halloween stuff were stolen. One of which had the spandex wall.
That's why you were waiting in one of the spandex suits that was from some weird school play a few years ago, along with your two friends, Arthur and Francis. The two were siblings of you're school's quarterback, Alfred Jones, who according to them, was coming through tonight. Even though he's also the biggest wimp.
The run through goes fine until the fog sets of the fire alarm. Your classmate found and answer to it pretty quickly: Tape a pillow over it. From there it was smooth sailing. Then Alfred's group showed up
America's Journal, Lexington and ConcordApril 18, 1775
Arthur sent his redcoats to attack Massachusetts. From what I can tell from the report I got, Iggy was trying to the destroy the weapons Massachusetts was holding on to.
Luckily someone warned that kid. He was ready for them with a small militia. Heh, militia, that's a funny word. Maybe I should call the dudes minutemen? Still a funny sounding. But back on track, Massachusetts' little group militia of sixty against England's thousand? It's lucky he's alive. I've put the
letterreport Massachusetts sent me.
England attacked Lexington just a few minutes ago. I was there, ready for those lobster backs. From what we can tell we lost eight men. The weapons are safe still, so don't panic. No one knows who shot first, which means we're safe from blame, right? I'll be back soon, with no fighting and scratch free. Just you wait!
Massachusetts (Also known as Benjamin)
I just got anothe
Homework AmericaxReader (Temp!)There was an amazing fan fiction here, but it deleted itself. So here's the summery:
You are trying to add crazy math like A plus B is equal to W minus F time H. As you struggle to work on the problem to move on to your other two assignments due tomarrow, you hear a knock on the door. It's Al who is here to bug you. After he notices you don't have your math done, he does the problem ending up with F is equal to U. You try the next one and after a few minutes, Al writes the answer down for you again then messes with your video games while you're still struggling with Math. Eventually he grabs the paper from you and finishes it. Then Al offers to tutor you, which you accept. Two weeks later you are doing way better at math.
Loving You- (Levi x Reader) [AU]
*A/N: The song lyrics are included in the fic, so listening to the song would be perfect with this fic~
( X )
Just once in a day, I remember you, miss you
“I’m not spending hard earned money on your coffee.”
You pout, letting a small huff escape your lips as Levi takes hold of the shopping bags, a grunt emitting from his throat.
“But, come on this is the last day I can fully spend with you before-
Rumour Has It - [AU] Punk!Teen!Levi x Teen!Reader
Being here was going to ruin his reputation, he was sure of it.
Levi had always been the “thug” of the school, as it were. He might’ve been short, but he was damn strong and damn intimidating. No one really wanted to mess with him, which he greatly appreciated. The last thing he wanted was to be approached by a bunch of assholes he wanted nothing to do with.
But… the bad part about repelling so many people was that you were among them. You too were too frightened of him to want to talk to him – even when you needed to you’d simply walk up to him, see him notice you, then run away. It was disheartening, especially considering you were the one person he actually wanted to approach him.
Despite that, Levi was always distant from others, he never went to parties or did anything with anyone outside of school – it gave him that mysterious sort of aura that people were intimidated by.
But that just had to fucking change, didn’t it? He just had t
Hungary x Child!Reader - Frying Pan
"Oh dear! Are you all alone. little girl?" a woman with wavy brown hair asked.
"Yes, ma'am." you replied.
"Where are your parents?"
"My dad's busy, ma'am. My big brother said that he'll come and pick me up at 2:30."
The woman checked her watch before saying, "But it's 3:25."
You looked down, "That bastard."
"Would you like me to take you to your home?"
"Well, I brought a new frying pan," the woman said as she took the frying pan from the paper bag that she was holding, "I can hit him if want."
You smiled, "Uh-huh!"
"I'm Elizabeta Hédervary. Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Elizabeta! I'm [Y/N] Kirkland~!"
"[Y/N] Kirkland, huh? Arthur's daughter?"
"No, Oliver's daughter!"
"Ah! Then, I'll wait here with you, okay?"
~~~Timeskip to 4:10~~~
Allen ran towards your school and didn't find you at the gate. But instead, he got hit by Elizabeta with her frying pan.
Allen feel down, unconscious while you took Elizabeta's hand and walked away.
2P!Canada x Reader - Day Off
"[Y/N], I've seen that you've been working hard for the last two months without taking a single day off," you boss said," And I must say, I'm very impressed!"
"Thank you sir! I love doing my job!" you smiled.
"Well, every ones a while, you need to take at least two days off."
"No thank you sir. I-"
"No no! You need it! To clear your mind and all, you know." your boss smiled.
You thought for a moment before nodding, "Okay sir! Thank you!"
"You can go home now."
You nodded again, grabbing your handbag and left your work.
While walking, you dialed your best friend's number and waited until he picks up.
"You Mattie! Wanna come and hang out with me?" you asked.
"Aren't you at work now?"
"Nope! My boss gave me two days holiday~ Meaning that we can hang out!"
"... Where to?"
Walking towards your favourite café, you were stopped by three men.
"Hey, babe~" one of them said.
"Back off bastards." you said wh
2P!Canada x Child!Reader - Do You Want Pie?
Matthieu looked away from his book to finding you holding a pie, "Did you make that?"
"Uh-huh!" you nodded, "Wanna try it?"
Matthieu took of his glasses, "Lemme try."
You walked towards him then threw the pie on his face. You giggled and ran away.
"Why you little!" Matthieu angrily said before chasing you around the house.
Drunk!2P!America x Reader - Don't Trust Me
You hold your camera close to you while watching TV. You had a feeling that Allen would do something as you already seen him drinking earlier. You waited for a while until footsteps, that sounds like someone was wearing high heels, can be heard.
You peeked from the couch and found Allen walking downstairs, wearing a black dress and black high heels. He also wore make-up which amused you. You then started recording when you noticed that he was too drunk to notice that you're in the living room.
Black dress with the tights underneath,
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And she's an actress,
But she ain't got no need.
She's got money from her parents in a trust fund back east." Allen sand as he flips his skirt over.
He then sat on the chair that was beside the stairs. Once he sat down, he crossed his leg and continued singing,
"Tongues always pressed to your cheeks,
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth,"
"Ew." you muttered.
"Tell your boyfriend if
Physical check up | Doctor!Levi x Reader
Warning, may be pervy. Or not.
As you entered the clinic, you were greeted by a woman with ginger hair and eyes with glasses. She looked up and smiled at you.
"Hello and welcome to Survey Corps Clinic! How can I help you ma'am?" You took out a paper out your purse and handed it to the receptionist.
"I'm here for a check up," Your voice sounded a little croaky, like a frog trying to talk. She laughed under her breath, making you blush in embarrassment. She looked at it for a second before signing something, then gave the paper to another receptionist with short black hair sitting across her.
"Alright, I will call you when the doctors arrive, got it? For now, you may take a seat in the waiting room," Sighing, you sat down in one of the room's cold chairs.
After a what seemed a long while, you heard a soft, feminine voice call you out.
"[Full name], we will be seeing you now," You saw the girl with the same short black hair. You stood up, and walked over to her. She
Drunk!2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Drunken Night
Today, you were sitting with your family on the dinning table, watching them get drunk as you drink your strawberry milk. Allen, Matthieu and Francois seems to be calm and dumb while Oliver just gets angry. Just angry enough for him to slap the three. You tried recording but Oliver took it and threw your camera on to the couch. You were relieved that it landed safely and it's position was on your family, meaning that it was recording the whole time.
"Hey," Allen spoke, "Remember when I stick my leg out and Oliver tripped over and fell on the pool?"
"Well, of course! That's when you were just a baby." Oliver growled.
"No... I was just... Nine?"
"No, you were 96 that time." Matthieu corrected him.
"Then how old am I now?"
"2014." Francois replied.
"Hey hey! Remember that one time I tried to propose to Al?" Matthieu asked.
"I should have said yes!" Allen spat.
"Well, there is still time to propose." Francois suggested.
Mathhieu nodded as he holds Allen's hand
2P!England x Child!Reader - Photo Album
"Poppet~! Look what I got~!" Oliver said as he walked into the living room.
You looked away from the TV and found him walking towards you while carrying a a bunch of photo albums.
He sat beside you as he placed the albums on the coffee table in front of him, "This always brings the memories~"
"Are these photo albums?" you asked as you grab one of the album, that was red in colour and opened it on the first page.
"Yes it is~ I had been taking pictures of you, Allie and Mattie when you all are just a baby." Oliver responded.
You laughed, "Why is his pants wet?"
Oliver looked at the picture that you were talking about. It was a picture of Allen, who looked about your age, crying while his pants were wet on the crotch area.
"Oh, Allen peed on his pants when we're going back home from the amusement park." Oliver chuckled.
You turned the next page and laughed hard. There was a picture of Francois trying to calm both baby Allen and Matthieu who were crying while sitting on the tub.
America's Journal, Boston MasacareMarch 5, 1770
I'm getting sick of the BS Arthur and Ben are making me go through. Arthur is forcing me to follow his rules and make the kids follow them too. And freaking Massachusetts decides to cause trouble every time he gets the chance a new rule is broken.
Today's one is the respect of the British Military. Guess how he managed that one? He decided to attack them when a crowd gathered outside the customhouse. The group made the sentry nervous, so he called for help. One of the soldiers that showed up fell, causing the others to panic.
Five dead after the British men fired into the crowd. One of those Son's of Liberty name Paul Revere is calling it the Boston Massacre. Almost fitting...
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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