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    Alfred was the nice guy in school. He didn't cheat, pick on anyone, or steal. in fact he was just the hero overall, the only thing he didn't have was the pretty girl or heroine of his own. But what he did have, was an idea of who he wanted. it was his best friend, (y/n). She was pretty, had beautiful (h/c) hair, and the most dazzling (e/c) eyes. So why wouldn't he fall for her?    But of course she had a boyfriend, and it wasn't him either. it happened to be his rival since his days on the playground, Jason. Jason was his evil snarling look alike that was the complete opposite of a hero. it made him sick. Not only that but the guy had s

    “This is quite a lovely city,” England compliments the air dreamily to no one in particular. Across the table from him, you nod in agreement with a smile. “It has its moments.” China puts the largest dumpling in his mouth and smacks away America’s hand with his chopsticks as fast as lightning. England turns in his chair to get a good look at the people passing: so far, no one has been spotted yet… “I wonder if we should move locations.” England says openly. “We haven’t seen anyone.” “Not yet, anyway,” America replies through a mouth full of rice, “The

Her pale and thin hand laid loosely in England's. Her breathing ragged and rasped, she slept in the hospital bed. England had pulled all possible strings and used all kinds of connections, now she had a room for herself and got more attention and better care, warmer sheets and softer pillows. But no one could do a thing against what ate her life up, ate her remaining time. He kept the sobs at bay, not wanting to wake her, though he longed to see her (e/c) eyes. But she needed the rest, so he simply put a flat and dull (h/c) strand of hair away from her sunken cheek, his hand shaking badly. He still remembered her differently. He remembered ti

[Now you can read along here! Reading done by angelhalo777 (https://www.deviantart.com/angelhalo777)] [Here's a second read along! Reading done by LeanneMMD (https://www.deviantart.com/leannemmd)] [Read it here in German! Translated by the lovely alltimeOpheliac (https://www.deviantart.com/alltimeopheliac)] *** Alfred washed out his mouth, spitting brown water back into the bathroom sink. He glanced back at the toilet but decided against going back until after dinner. He wiped his mouth and threw out the paper towel, missing the trash can. He sighed, picking it up again. As he bent over his sweat shirt hung as if it were three sizes too big but it wasn't. As he threw out the paper towel he grimly thought about the red sweatshirt hanging on hi

Open Chair – Jealous!America X Reader For the first time in the obnoxious boy’s history, America was the first to arrive at a meeting. Often he wandered in late or what he called “fashionably late”, though that was only an excuse which he had been using for over a century now.  This excuse, however, did not settle well with most of the countries and frequently ended with Germany or England berating him for it. He snickered to himself as he made his way through the empty room, imaging the awestricken faces of those two when they saw he had appeared before them. He could barely contain himself as he thought about the b

 “Why now?” You asked yourself as you coughed. The coughing hurt your already sore throat. You groaned as the coughing also added to your headache. “I hate being sick.” You rested your head on your pillow and closed your eyes. You would get up and get some medicine but every time you got up to go get it the room starting spinning. You closed your eyes as you tried to maybe sleep off the sickness. You started to relax when you heard a knock at your door. “Go away whoever you are.” You softly groaned. You heard the knock again. You sighed as you sat up from bed. “You better be freaking important.&rdqu

          "Hey dude, I thought I told you it was your turn. What are you doing still sitting over there?" Grinning wide, America pulled you to your feet. "Go on, get your item and get in the closet."    "Right, I'm going. I kind of forgot it was my turn." You reached your hand into the hat, and quickly pulled a small bit of stuffing from the hat. "Uh, who's is this?" "That's actually my bears, whose name I forgot, but it's my item." Canada was standing behind you, blushing furiously. "Well, you two had better get in the closet before that bear comes back looking for his fluff!"America walked you two to the closet. "I'll warn you

Canada X Sick!Reader: Always...  You were sick and weak but you went to the meeting anyway. You went to see your shy, canadian, crush, Matthew/Canada. You walked into the room to see Alfred yelling at Matthew and you walked into the middle of the conversation so you heard "-HOW COULD YOU BEAT ME?!" Alfred yelled and it looked like Matthew was trying, for the first time, to actually disapear. 'Alfred probably got beat by Matthew in hockey again...' you thought sighing and walked up to them. You pushed Alfred away and felt weak again but you tried your best to hide it. "L-leave him alone." you said looseing energy by the second and quickly sa

Warning! There is swearing! Don't like? Don't read! Kthnxbai ~Your P.O.V.~ I could only feel one thing right now. Pain. Intense, screaming pain. In my throat, my back, and pretty much everywhere else. Why now?I thought. Why the hell now? I had the flu. At the worse possible time. My phone rang beside me. I refused to answer it because it hurt way to much to reach for it. My phone stopped ringing, but my ringtone was soon replaced by my message tone. I still wasn't going to get it. I sighed. Maybe I should try to sleep... ~Timeskip~ I was awoken by a non-stop pounding on my door. "_______? _______! Are you in there?" I recognized that voi