RomanoXReader - Tomato Bath~*RomanoXReader*~
"Effing skunk..." the Italian man cursed as he slowly dipped himself into the bath of tomato juice.
Standing in the garage, you chuckled as you remembered what had happened earlier that day.
Sitting on a hillside, you and Romano where out just passing time, enjoying each others company. Having been friends for quite some time now, hanging out like this was the norm for the both of you.
You had been peacefully listening to his ramblings about 'that Spain jerk', 'that potato freak', and 'my retard of a brother', to put certain words lightly. The way he spoke with that Italian accent always put you into a light trance. You loved hearing the occasional rolling of the letter 'R' when he talked. You loved that when he spoke, he used subtle body motions to give more 'depth' into what he is saying. You loved watching that one piece of hair that was to stubborn to stay down, bob as he moved. Small things lik
Daddy's Little Girl-KyoyaYouDaddy's Little Girl
"You need to start looking your age,"
Reader X Hibari
Hibari unlocked the door to his house, entering through it as he was hit with a nice smelling aroma.
"How was work?" you asked, smiling as you pecked his lips.
"Unproductive," he replied, taking off his shoes and jacket.
"At least Tsuna didn't give you too much work," you added, heading back to the kitchen to set up the table. He took off his suit jacket (I THINK that's what you call it? I'm really not too sure T.T), hanging it neatly on the coat rack. He took his seat beside you, noticing that it was only the both of you eating.
"Where is ___(Daughter's Name)?" he inquired, wondering what his daughter was up to. She would usually come down to greet him.
"Oh you know, some homework," you lied, not looking at him in the eyes as you poured him and yourself tea. After you set the teapot down, he grabbed your chin, making you look into his eyes. ____(Daughter's Name) made you promise to not tell Hi
Should've Just Said SoKyoya X YOU
You were relaxing on the roof of Namimori, humming to yourself while a cute, small, fluffy yellow ball started flying over to you. You held out your hand, letting the tiny creature rest on your finger. You brought it up to your face, the bird nuzzling its head against your cheek.
"Konichiwa, Hibird," you said softly as it began to sing to you.
"Oi, what are you doing up here," a deep voice rung in your ears but you didn't bother to turn around. You already knew who it was. "Aren't you suppose to be in class?"
"You act like you don't know my schedule," you finally stood up, Hibird flying off to the head of your strong boyfriend. His angry eyes looked down at you as you approached him. It was true, Hibari knew what classes you had throughout the day. It wasn't that he stalked you...all right, well he kinda did, but he had good intentions! He had to make sure that no one bothered you A.K.A no other M
JapanxReader - Dance class
"Bonjour my student~ I suppose you are ready to learn how to-" Francis paused as he spun around on his heel and shot you a big, flirtatious smile. "Dance~?"
You face palmed. Today was your first day of dance class of your school curriculum, and you where the first one to arrive. You attended the Gakuen Hetalia School, and this year your class was forced to participate in this activity.
The room is very long, a mirror lining one side of it. At one end, was the door that you just walked in from, and at the other was the stereo.
It was turned on, ready for the class.
"Wait," you started. "Francis, you are our teacher?" You asked confused as to why one of your fellow classmates would be teaching you.
"Of course Mon Cheri! Who better then me~?" He said as he placed his hands on his hips, still smiling. He was looking very proud of him self, obviously because he has gained position as dance teacher.
[America x Reader] Playing HouseYour doorbell kept on ringing.
"I SAID WAIT A F*CKING MINUTE!" you shouted with irritation on your voice. You really hate impatient people plus you have a short temper and it seems someone is seriously making you flip the whole house upside down because of anger.
The doorbell kept on ringing anyway. NOW someone is really messing with you. You stomped your way angrily to the door and slammed it open.
"WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?!" you scowled. There stood an American with short dusty blond hair and baby blue eyes. Of course, it's Alfred F. Jones. You have been his friend for about 2 years now. You also developed feelings from him but you're good at hiding it.
"I know I told you to stop breaking the door down, but dont kill the doorbell!" you scolded him.
“Arthur is much more better than you.” you mumbled.
"__________! Let's play house! You're the mother and i'm the son!" he said as he hugged you; completely ignoring the lecture you're giving him.
"Hey! Listen to me mister!" you tr
Daddy's Little Girl -MukuroYouDaddy's Little Girl
"Am I Pretty?" Reader X Mukuro
"How's dinner? Do you like it?" you asked your daughter and husband while the three of you were in the dining room.
"Mhm! Arigato, okaachan!" she smiled at you, finishing her bowl of rice.
"Ne, don't make a mess now," you told her gently while you handed her a napkin so she would wipe her mouth. She sipped at her drink from her cute, little Disney cup and looked over at her dad.
"Papa, am I pretty?" she asked, blinking up at him. Mukuro looked down at his six year old daughter, surprised that she would ask that kind of question. Her dark blue colored eyes stared up at her father, tilting her head slightly.
"Kufufuf, of course you are, la mia bella principessa. You are the prettiest out of them all," he gently placed a hand on the top of her head, kissing her forehead. She beamed brightly at him and hugged him tightly as she was standing up on her chair.
"Grazie, papa!" she giggled as you smiled at your husband's cute respo
Jeff The Killer Old SpiceHello, victims, look at your killer, now back to me, now back at your killer, now back to me.
Sadly, he isn't me, but if he actually took a bath and used meat scented body wash, he could smell like he's me.
Look down, back up, where are you? You're in a house with the killer your killer could smell like.
What's in your hand, back at me. I have it, it's a knife with blood on it that you are scared of.
Look again, the knife is now an axe. Anything is possible when your killer smells like meat and not lady.
I'm on a Slenderman.
Roy Mustang - Spongebob Theme COLONEL ROY MUSTANG
To the tune of the Spongebob Theme Song
Führer: Are you ready kids?
Kids: Yes, sir, Führer.
Führer: I can't hear you...
Kids: YES, SIR, FUHRER!!
Führer: Oooooooh! Who daydreams all day about mini skirts?
Kids: Colonel Mustang!
Führer: Arrogant and charming and such a flirt!
Kids: Colonel Mustang!
Führer: If fire and flames sound awesome to you...
Kids: Colonel Mustang!
Führer: Enlist in the army for something to do!
Kids: Colonel Mustang!
EveryBody: Colonel Mustang! Colonel Mustang! Colonel Mustang!
Führer: Colonel.... Mustang!!! Haha.
New Family Member- MUKUROxYOUYour fingers ran through soft, purple strands as you looked up watching the clouds pass by in all different shapes. You then looked down at the man who's head was resting on your lap. Sakura petals were being carried by the wind as it also began to play with your ___(hair color) locks.
"Ne, I should go make some lunch," you said, lowering your head to kiss the Mist Guardian's forehead.
"Oh? And what will we have today?" he responded, closing his eyes while the scene began to disappear. Mukuro sat up from the bed as you pushed your feet towards the edge of the mattress. You were both in Mukuro's bedroom, relaxing in his room while he set an illusion of you both at a beautiful park. He knew you wanted to go out today but the weather wouldn't permit it.
"Hmmmm, I don't know yet, guess it depends on what we have," you got up from the bed and Mukuro's arms encircled your body.
"Kufufu, we'll still eat it anyway," his lips gave your cheek a small peck and you laced your fingers with his, bot