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Hidden Within UNSC [Chapter 2]Chapter 2: Children of the CountriesHidden Within UNSC [Chapter 2] by Shinigami-Spartan
"Maman, papa, where are you...?" The little girl with [hair color] hair and [eye color] eyes wimpered.
Eternal darkness surrounds her. The only sound that she could hear was herself, echoing into the eternal darkness.
Voices call out for her.
The young child wiped her eyes of tears and looks around to find the direction where the sound is coming from.
As she finds the direction where the sound coming from, she ran towards it.
"(Name)!" The voices call out for her to come to them.
(Name) ran towards it until she stops in behind of a seven feet gray-ish brown being, who stands on its toes, unknown to her. This being was wearing a gold armor, as it turns around and looks down at her, its quadruple-hinged mandibles mouth opens and growled at her.
She stood frozen as the being comes towards her and it took out an object. Blue light flashes on both sides of the object making it look like blades. The being
The Nations after the CollapseAuthor's Note: Read description please.The Nations after the Collapse by Shinigami-Spartan
For centuries, people have been questioning themselves if the personifications of nations of Earth have survived the Collapse. Since the City is the last populated city on Earth. It is what keeps one, some, or even all of them alive.
The descendants of those nations know nothing of what had happened to their ancestors after the Collapse, but some reports have been passed down through generations to the descendants that some of the nations have disappeared instantly in front of their protectors.
The only memories that the City have of the nations were old pictures and videos of them that were recovered by the Guardians in the past, who went to their homes, offices, or government buildings in their captitols that were left in ruins for centuries.
The six Guardians, three Hunters, two Titans, and a Warlock, look down at the City and the Traveler from the mountain with their Ghosts. The Guardians look at each other and nod, they tu
The War Was in Colour (HetaliaxLittle!Reader) You hummed softly as you wandered in the musty chamber filled with old boxes and things that looked as if they had not been touched for years. Dust motes shone gold in the quiet sunlight as it filtered in through nostalgia-smeared windows and fell upon the piles in the old room. The muffled buzz of conversation from downstairs faded into the background as you stepped forward to examine one of the boxes precariously stacked upon its fellows. Before you quite knew what had happened, there was a tremendous crash and you found yourself sprawled on the floor, the contents of the box strewn about you on the floor; black and white photographs littered the majority of the space, with a few metal badges and pins among them as well as sheaves of paper with words penned in strange writing you could not read. As you looked closer, you noticed that the men in the photographs looked familiar—in fact, they looked nigh identical to your Vati and Onkel but for the unfamiliThe War Was in Colour (HetaliaxLittle!Reader) by PrincessAutumnArcher
Been a gamer since 2005. >.>
Favorite Video Game Genre: First-Person Shooter
Left or Right Hand: Right Hand
Race: Asian (Hmong/Hmoob)
Zodiac Signs (derp): Virgo, Earth Snake
Top 10 Anime: Hetalia, Fairy Tail, Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan, Bleach, Freezing, Ouran High School Host Club, Sailor Moon, Dragonball Z, Kaichou wa Maid-sama!, Witchblade
VERY LAZY PERSON!
My communication is poor. :I I have a learning disability, deal with it.
I've been in the Yaoi fandom only for a year or two. Stuff got out of hand, so I started disliking it and left. People change, da.
I don't ship, so done with it long ago, but I don't care, I still find some pairings cute.
I respect everyone's opinion.
my in-game names
Halo PC- Hetalia, Shini (or Shinigami), Dummkophe, NationTan, AlfredJones
Trickster Online: (Past) Frieya (Primadonna), SwedenKun (Gladiator), AmericaKun (Gambler)
Project Blackout: Frieya (if i remember it correctly..*it's been awhile*)
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France x Reader - Hear My HeartAProudHetalian
You gently ran your fingers through Francis’ soft blond locks, a smile pulling at your lips when you heard the Frenchman’s content sighs that came with your soothing touch.
At the moment you found yourself in Francis’ house, seated casually on the couch while Francis sat on the floor directly in front of you with his back turned. His head rested comfortably between your legs, a clear invitation that Francis wanted his hair to be played with – after all, it was something he enjoyed quite thoroughly, especially when it was you doing it.
“Je t’aime, _____.” His words were a mere whisper, just barely breaking the silence as he leaned against your touch. “I love you.”
Those words alone were enough to make heat rise to your cheeks, and focusing your gaze on your fingers, you gulped before trying to reply without stuttering. “…I love you too, Francis.”
Words didn’t seem to be enough for the Frenchman as Franc
Cowboy!America x Reader: Fall AgainDon't fall in love.wingedsupernova
You were a weapons specialist living in the northern wilderness, somewhere between northern Ontario and the territories. You preferred the silence and peace that came with your location, especially when the TV showed the horrendous results of your work.
You never meant to cause so much destruction -- honestly! The weapons you designed were specialised. An assassin's dagger for close-quarters contact, a sniper's rifle for picking off an elusive target. But, when some military generals had the (not-so) brilliant idea of mixing a few of your weapons to create instruments of mass-destruction, you became disillusioned with the entire weapons business and retreated to your secluded paradise. The country personifications would visit you occasionally for advice or assistance, particularly Switzerland and Finland, which you provide, but your personal life had taken a turn towards healing over death. You began to teach yourself rudimentary first-aid, using the animals
Canada X Reader: Remembrance Your eyes held a hidden light as you peered into the mirror. Today you were going to visit him, for the first time in a while. You had been incredibly busy lately and work had piled up. And as the days flew by, the guilt also grew. But that would go away today when you were finally able to stop by. Leaving your room, you practically skipped down the stairs. A strange sound could be heard from your kitchen. You froze momentarily before continuing. Recently this had been a normal occurrence. You stood in the kitchen doorway and leaned against the wall. A small smirk formed as you watched your best friend rummage through your fridge.Ississ-Perok
“Alfred, what are you doing?” You asked
The man quickly turned around and stared at you with wide blue eyes, his glasses unable to hide the surprised expression.
“__-___, yo-you’re awake....” He stammered
“And you’re shocked? It should be the oth
| See You in Neverland | ~ Spain x ReaderxYourHero
For my dear friend, InkyStardust.
You asked for tragedy,
you got tragedy.
“So, what are some of your most favorite memories?”
Spain glanced down and thought for a moment. After a few seconds, a grin spread across his face, “My pirating days were pretty fun. I got to explore the New World and meet all kinds of amazing people! But, I gotta say, taking care of little Romano was a treasure in itself.”
You smiled; of course you’d been expecting that last answer.
“And just as much as I enjoyed my time with baby Romano, I’ve cherished my memories with you.” He threw an arm across your shoulders and brought you close, cheerfully kissing your forehead.
Your heart pounded at his simple yet touching words. You’d been sitting outside his house, o
Ocean View [Mermaid!England/Reader][Request]His meeting with her seemed like what people would call destiny now that he looks back at their fateful meeting almost a year ago to this day.YamiSango
”Sir?!,” A concerned voice called out. “S-Sir?!,” Arthur swore it was a voice of an angel. He felt his body being rolled over. His upper body was on the shore, the bottom still in the water.
The owner of the voice gasped. He slowly opened his eyes; blinking slowly trying to regain his vision groaning at the light that shined in his eyes. What in the world happened? One moment he was swimming near the shore the next here he was. He vaguely remembered the waves becoming more powerful, a storm had been coming in. He foolishly ignored all warnings.
“You’re…” He saw a pair of shocked color eyes staring back into his own green orbs. “You’re…,” the she repeated, “A Merperson…”
Arthur quickly sat up only to groan in pain, falling back into the sand. He cl
Switzerland x Child!ReaderAge: 6NamieChampe
“Honestly! It’s degrading when you cling onto me like that!” The personification of Switzerland sighed as he looked down at the crying figure of the little child he had unintentionally adopted.
“But I missed you!” the little girl cried harder, catching the taller blond off-guard. She… missed him?
“Okay, okay. Stop crying already, you’re going to ruin my clothes.” he picked up little (name) and shook his head gently, his bangs swishing as he did so, “What am I going to do with you?”
“You’re never at home, did I do something wrong?” (name) pouted, tears slowly slipping off her slightly chubby face.
“No, you didn’t. I’m a country, (name), that means I have responsibilities.” his hard look softened as he set the (h/c)-haired girl down, “Want something to eat?”
“Omelette?” (name) asked.
"Omelette." He agreed. It was cheap, quick and (name) would be full