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
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
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
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.
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
Leonardo x Reader TMNTA/N this one shot is for readers who are shy ^.^
You are at home thinking about, guess who, Leo! Man that boy just made your heart soar. The way he was caring to his family, and also trying to sound tough sometimes (which he failed at) was adorable. Just seeing him wasn't enough however, you love the way he laughs, his little obsessions like space heroes, and most of all you loved the way he looked you. You head out to the lair hoping to get some courage to talk to Leo one on one. Every time you try one of his brothers would distract you... maybe today is your lucky day!
*walking to the lair* ( song is okay by Liz Giles)
There is no upper hand
I'm giving you mine
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time
There's things that I could say
But hear it my way
I want to let you know that it's all okay
you sang to yourself but soon stopped when you heard voices... on the roof?
you head up and see 3 shadows. " Guys? is that you-?" You asked before getting
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
Daddy's Little Girl- Bel X YouDaddy's Little Girl
"BEL! Get that kid down!"
Reader X Belphegor
"Papa! I wanna go to the park? Can we go, please?" A little girl's voice asked, gently tugging the pant leg of her father.
"Ushishishi, papa is tired right now...why not ask mama?" a certain king grinned widely down at his daughter, gently placing a hand on her head.
"She told me to ask you," the six year old blinked cutely, her crown tilted to the side. You walked in, a laundry basket in your hand as you saw ____(Daughter's Name) talking with your husband.
"Mama! Papa say he too tired!" ___(Daughter's Name) pouted while you glared slightly at Bel. You would love to take her to the park right now but then she, your husband, and you wouldn't have any clothes for the rest of the week.
"What? The King needs his rest," Bel grinned at you as you rolled your eyes at his excuse.
"Oh! Why not ask Zia Lussuria and Zio Squalo?  I'm sure they'll take you," you suggested and ____(Daugther's Name) nodded