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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.
Life's Joy- (Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader) 
“B-but daddy, p-please, we need you to protect u-us what if the t-t-titan c-c-comes and e-eats us?” Levi demounts his horse, ushering for his concerned counterparts to move on ahead. “Aunt Hanji” tries to send words of encouragement from afar, but Levi’s glare was enough to sew her lips shut. His eyes trail over to Isabel, thousands of curses aiming at the sky when he saw his daughter’s tear laden eyes.
He used not care so much until he had a little girl to take care of. One who’s eyes held the wonders of the world, one who’s heart was as innocent as the bud of a rose. He crouches in front of her trembling body, concentrating on the way she picked at her nails.
Just like her mother.
Speaking of that, you were a little ways behind the two, your arms folded. Actually you were still quite bitter about Levi getting Erwin to forbid you from the expedition, so you were even more so
Parent AU: Actor!Levi x Singer!Reader II
"Papa, Papa look! Mama's on TV!"
Levi was currently coming from the kitchen when he over heard his son excitedly mention his mother on the large flat screen TV. He looked, noticing that you were presented on the TV show: Dancing with the Stars. Levi growled as you were dancing swing with the man who was presented as Reiner Braun who was famous for his appearances on dance movies and such. Levi continued to glare at the TV, watching as you had a smile on your face and Reiner was holding your body so freely. Eren looked away from the screen to look at his father, feeling the dark aura in the air.
"Horseface! Papa is getting angry again!"
"Young Master, I thought I told you to stop calling me that.."
"Hurry and get Papa some tea! I think he's going to blow!"
Jean sighed as scurried over to the kitchen, immediately making Levi's tea to help him calm down his nerves. Eren looked at the TV again, noticing that you and Reiner got a pretty high score for the dance per
Massage Envy - Massager!Levi x Reader
You groaned as you stopped your continuous typing, stopping to lay back in your chair and rub the back of your neck tiredly. You sighed as you looked at what you had so far and realized that you only had a few more left to finish for your transcript. There was knocking on your door and you looked up from your lap.
"Hey, [ f/n ]! How you doing so far on your work?"
Hanji came inside your office, looking at you with a bright smile. You smiled tiredly as you sat up straighter in your seat, looking at your brown haired friend. She sat on your couch and crossed her leg over the other as she sat there comfortably.
"I'm almost done with my work and then I'll b--"
"Don't go to where ever you were going! We will go out somewhere!"
You blinked at her sudden eagerness and tilted your head confused. Hanji suddenly got up from her seat to sit in front of your desk, her eyes filled with excitement. You continued to look at her, feeling a bit worried on what she's going to bring
Salty (Levi x Reader)
"This is it, huh," Levi mutters to himself, gaze fixated on the heavenly sight bestowed before him. Untouched golden sand covers the floor as far as his eyes can see, the sound of waves crashing against the shore soothing and calming. A gentle sea breeze rustles through his hair.
'Salty,' he realizes, taking in the scent. A loud yell snaps him out of his trance, and he turns around, glaring. Hanji comes running to the waves, letting out joyful laughter. They splash about in the water, something that Armin described as the 'ocean'. Eventually, the others near the shore, bright smiles on all their faces.
"Levi," a soft voice calls out. Your hand brushes his, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Don't just stand there, stupid," you snicker, "have some fun," and you walk towards your comrades, chuckling at the expressions on their faces. Levi takes off his boots and carefully steps onto the sand.
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Frere Jacques
"Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques,
Sonnez les matines, Sonnez les matines
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong~!" you sang.
You were at your room, jumping on your bed as you sang ones more.
"Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques,
Sonnez les matines, Sonnez les matines
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong~!"
"Poppet?" the door opened as you saw Oliver, Matthieu and Allen enter. Francois was behind them.
"Who taught you that song?" Allen asked.
"No one~! I heard uncle Francois sing this song while he's at shower~!" you replied.
Oliver ran towards you and hugged you, telling how you sang so cute.
Matthieu and Allen looked at Francois, waiting for his responds.
2P!America x Child!Reader - Tic Ticci
"Al~! Can you take me outside for ice cream?" you asked.
"You already had your ice cream." Allen responded as he changes the t.v channel.
"Daddy said that I can get another one~!"
"You can say all the please cuz I ain't going out to get you ice cream."
"Fine!" you pouted.
"Good girl!" Allen smiled as he ruffled your hair.
It's only an hour after Allen told you that he can't bring you outside for ice cream but you didn't give up.
You stood behind the couch that Allen was sitting on. That's when you started annoying him.
"Tic... Tic... Tic...Tic... Ticci... Tic..." you said, smiling.
~~~Five minutes later~~~
"Tic... Tic... Tic...Tic... Ticci... Tic..."
"Ticci... Tic... Tic..." you raised your arms up, "TWITCH!"
"Fine! I'll bring you out to get ice cream!" Allen blurted.
"Just. Don't. Do. That. Ever. Again."
You happily nodded.
Savior- (Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader) 
* A/N: There is mild gore further down, the usual SNK gore. Just a small heads up. ^^
“Daddy, who was I named after?’
“Wait, daddy what about me?” Farlan pipes up, squeezing a stuffed teddy in his arms. Levi almost inwardly cringes thinking about the number of stuffed animals in the small area which they lived.
“But daddyyyy, you just said our names!”
Levi barely chuckles, tempted dearly to squeeze the puffed out of cheeks of his daughter, who over the years inherited Isa
A Father's Blessing [Daddy!LevixMommy!Reader AU]
'She's coming back home!'
'I can't wait to see her!'
'I should make her favorite dessert'
The raven-haired man slipped between his children who were scrubbing away at the walls. Mikasa was coming home for summer vacation and of course, the house had to be perfect! Levi was ecstatic to hear that his precious baby girl was coming home, although he didn't show it. But you knew how frantic he was. He'd been piling on chores on your sets of twins since she called the week before she got out. It's been three years already and she was going to be a senior starting in August. The thought of your oldest baby finally leaving the nest bought tears of joy to your eyes and also the sudden realization that you and Levi were beginning to be 'well seasoned'. You were starting to get gray hairs and dying them was out of the question. But in order to keep your 'Awesome Mom' title ( which you received from your kids friends) you had to step it up. You we
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Little Boat On The Sea
You were laughing hard when Allen and Matthieu came downstairs wearing sailor clothes. You hold your camera ready to video them.
The thing is that they're not drunk. They're only doing this because they lost your favourite doll and you couldn't stop crying.
"Are you going to record this?" Allen asked, feeling miserable.
"1, 2, 3, Go!"
"Now the people they were so bad
That the Lord made the rain come down
And he washed away the bad cities
And he washed away the bad towns
And all of the people drowned!" Allen sang, which mad you laugh quietly.
"With the animals it was different
Though some of them drowned, too
The others were just poor animals
And they didn't know what to do!
So..." Matthieu sang.
You hold a paper boat on the edge of the camera to make it look like it's there.
"We built a little boat
As cut as it could be
And we put all the animals two by two
In my little boat on the sea.
The moo-cows went..." The two sang.
"Moo! Moo!" Allen sang.
"The piggies went...
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...
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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