WritingIsInMyBlood

Soulmate (Romano x Reader) I don’t own Hetalia or You https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TSU8Zs0VvmI&index=1&list=PL2BDqcRkxaP_7azdLp3jsx3fIKa8GyBwr You’re the younger sister of Spain…Portugal (Don’t know if Portugal is older or not…But, deal with it.) *Flash Back* “What’s a soulmate?” The young girl asked. The older male looked down at the young girl. “It’s a… Well it’s like a best friend but more.” The male said. He wasn’t done yet with what he had to say to his younger sister. “It’s the one person in the world who knows you better then anyone els

The Unknown Chapter 3: Their Home (Hetalia x Reader) *Time Skip because I don’t want to write the whole conversation.* I’m lazy Warning: Swearing (Get used to it) We soon arrived at their “house.” Tino being the most eager out of all the others quickly ran up to the door and unlocked it. The others followed him. Leaving a shocked me behind. Tino looked at me and skipped happily over to me. He grabbed my hand for about the fourth time today. And dragged me along for about the third time today. The others were already inside. He brought me inside and closed the door. ‘I’m with a bunch of killers.’ I

You Love Me Right? Fandom: Hetalia Character(s): Romano Warning(s): We all know there’s going to be swearing because it wouldn’t be Romano without swearing. Word Count: 308 You looked over to Romano and pouted. Sometimes dating him was a little hard to handle. Like how he rarely said “I love you.” It made you mad to think he could just be dating you for fun. At the moment said man was making pizza and thinking very hard. Him thinking was quiet rare. *Romano’s P.O.V* ‘What if she thinks I don’t love her.’ I thought. I was planning to ask her to marry me since we had been dating for two years. T

Escape Chapter 1 (Hetalia x Reader) She ran down the street as fast as possible. She was running from her captors. She had been experimented on. Too many times for her to count. She quickly turned her head to see if she was still being followed. Luck was on her side at the moment. No one was chasing her anymore. She slowed down but still kept a fast pace. She was now walking quickly down the street. She passed multiple shops which caught her eye. She had never been to the outside world. Or at least from what she remembered. When you’re in a prison-like place for so long you forget whether you’ve been outside or not. She looked

Wife-Carrying Part 2 (Nordics x Reader Character(s): Nordics Warning(s): Swearing Word Count: A/N: This was requested by kyary125. She actually wanted two different parts. So I just put them together. *Finland’s P.O.V* I swiftly picked Sweden up and threw him over my shoulder. “I’m out see you guys later!” I say running out of the house. Leaving all the others in shock to what just happened. *Reader-chan’s P.O.V* “What the fuck was that?” Denmark asks. We all shrug are shoulders not knowing. “Well I’m going to go to the store.” Iceland says putting his coat on. “Call me b

Wife-Carrying (Nordics x Reader) Fandom: Hetalia Character(s): Nordics Warning(s): Swearing Word Count:316 Key: (Y/n) = Your name         (N/n) = Nickname         (e/c) = eye color         (nationality) = What you’re called from the country you’re from. (But you should already know that)         (c/n)= country name A/N: All my stories are so short . I’ll probably start making them longer in the future. I also can’t to Sweden’s accent (?) if you know how to do his accent (?) please tell me. It will be in the Nordic’s point of view. “Heheheh” All of the Nordics look over to the (nati

Please, Norway (Norway xMale!Capital!Reader) Fandom: Hetalia Character: Norway Warning(s): None Word Count: 305 Key: (M/n) = Male name “Please?” “No” “Why not?” “Because I said so, (M/n.” “Your no fun!” “Whatever you say...” “Its true though!” “That not what you say in bed.” He chuckles to himself “S-Shut up!” You become a blushing mess. “You know its true though.” He mocks you. I storm off into our bedroom. “I hate you!” You say before closing the door. “Sure you do.” -Time skip br

SNOW So, I'll probably write better stuff than this in the future......But here I am! I have no idea how I came up with this, my mind is so......well, so, creative! Please enjoy! XD (I'll be using Hallow's Eve rather than Halloween, only 'cause I think it sounds better! I also made this for both genders of readers! ;D)) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The box was left on the corner, it's side pressed against the small brick cafe. The leaves of autum ,just turning from their golden-yellow hue to their lovely pumpkin orange, fell on the streets and sidewalks. The small town of (T/N) was busy at this ti

You gazed at the moonlight reflecting on the ocean waves. A sudden, soft sound startled you. You looked at your right, seeing the Eagle of Masayf lying peacefully next to you. You smiled before turning your head slightly back at the reflection. "Beautiful, isn't it?" You murmured. The Eagle nodded in agreement. You sighed contently at the marvelous sight. You and the Eagle never really had time to relax, so this was nice. "Why do you come here every night when you have a chance?" The Eagle asked, looking at you. You closed your eyes and smiled. "It's really peaceful and tranquil. I...I mean, we, never really have time to relax and enjoy th

Waking up well rested, you yawned drowsily, glancing around in the room. You squinted against the harsh afternoon light. Al Mualim rarely called you. When he did, it was for small, unimportant missions. Sometimes. You glanced around, eyes getting use to the light. You closed your eyes, stretching your arms, checking to see if Altaïr was sleeping next to you. You didn't feel anyone there, but it was still warm, meaning he was there recently. You opened your eyes again and saw him sleeping on his cluttered desk. You smiled and stood up. He was sleeping on his desk, his face mashed on top of a gray book. You curiously tried to peek under

It has been exactly one week since you woke up. You stayed in your room, not wanting to see anyone. You had already visited Altair, only to be greeted with a solemn-looking face. He looked sad, apologetic, and upset. You assured him that were were fine, it was Malik and Kadar who he should be worried about. "What happened to them?" He asked, alarmed. You but your lip, trying to find a way to tell him gently. "Malik lost his left arm...and Kadar is in a coma." You mumbled, toying with a strand of hair. No one spoke for a moment. That was two days ago. Malik received news that angered him so greatly, it frightened you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "

"Ugh..." You groaned. Your eyelids fluttered open very slowly and you hissed. The morning light was very bright. Wait. 'Morning...light?' You thought, confused. You squinted for awhile trying to get used to the brightness of the room. Hospital room. You glanced around, seeing no one else was here. The room was a vibrant yellow and gold, rugs a bright violet color, curtains with a shade if green you never knew that could be created. It was a very nice room, indeed. The famous hospital smell reeked in the room. You crinkled your nose at the strong smells. "Hm. I hope the mission- Where's Malik and Kadar?!" You panicked. You slowly swung y

You awkwardly fidgeted from the heat. You hissed softly to yourself, pulling at the robes clinging on your skin. You sighed in relief as cool, temple air circulated inside your robes. You smiled in relief. You and Altaïr were inside the temple; Malik and Kadar was as well, but they went a different way. No. You both went the other way. Malik carried a small map displaying the layout of the temple and corridors, but Altaïr thought his way was faster. Altaïr. You grimaced slightly. He broke a couple rules of the Creed; one being 'Stay your blade from the flesh of an innocent'. He interrogated an elderly man earlier, but when A

"Wait...so I get to go on a mission with you, Malik, and Kadar?" You exclaimed. Altaïr sighed and nodded. "Yes. Now please. Get ready and be prepared..." He said, pinching the bridge of his nose. You chuckled. "I already have my water skin, bits of food...uh. Sword, armor...and other stuff." You grinned. "Why do you carry all of that?" He snickered, patting down his tunic. You sighed playfully. You were in his room...for a strange reason. You just followed him right in. Not like he cared. "Because! You never know if you would get lost!" You argued. He shook his head. "Only you would get lost with Malik...that's practically impossibl

You raked your slender fingers in your hair, undoing knots and split ends. You growled at a stubborn knot. "Get...off!" You yanked the last knot, ripping it off. You stared at the frizzy ball of hair on your palm. "Are you kidding me?!" You groaned. Whatever. You tossed the hair ball on the ground, looking at your mirror. You smoothed out little wrinkle lines. Oh, Kadar did bring your dress. Just...modified. You specifically wanted a (y/f/c) colored dress, even though you hated them. Kadar knew you hated them with a passion, so he changed it. Everything. Now, it was tight breeches, a white and red blouse sort of thing. It still had the t

Groggily opening your eyes, you scanned the room you were in with a blurred vision. You groaned at the piercing feeling you had on your throbbing head. Glancing around the now clear room, you realized you were in Malik and Kadar's room. You hastily tried getting up, but groaning at the spinning room. "Wouldn't try that, if I were you." Malik said, scaring the day lights out of you. You carefully turned your head, finding him near his desk and toying with his hidden blade. "What....what happened?" You asked, touching your bandaged head. It was pretty nicely done...none other than Malik's precise hands. "You passed out. You hit your head pre

Going through your closet- wait. Scratch that. Going through your room that only contained two pieces of clothing, was horrible. You never had a female friend before, so you didn't have any idea of what to wear. You heard that females are really sassy and rude. Silly. You had only two outfits. One was your robes, which you wear currently wearing, and this comfy...thing Malik gave you. You think that it was those vest and...skirt thing he received as a gift from Kadar. Kadar probably got it from a female friend. You hope. You weren't sure exactly what it was, but you knew it wouldn't work out for a 'date'. You furrowed your eyebrows. What wo