kitsune-cross

~Hetalia x Depressed Country Reader~ (c/n) had always been a sweet girl. Kind and loyal, yet strong as the armor she used in wars. Her smile, brighter than the sun, had been marred by the cruelness of the earth she was born in. Nobody knew the sadness that was weighing down the young nation’s heart and soul. Over the years the (Nationality) had been through battle after battle; her enemy’s seeing her gentle and lively personality as a weakness. Therefore had been labeled as an easy target. The young country used be so sociable. Strong and loving were one of the many traits that defined her as both an individual and a nation. Soo

England x Emotionless!Reader Unexpected Chapter 11 (END) NOTE: I'll be using the second-person point of view, not third person like I usually do. You shivered. Today was the talent contest. Not that you were nervous or anything. Okay, you were a bit nervous. Okay- a LOT nervous. But you knew that you could do it. You were in class, and it was about three periods till the contest, counting lunch. So it was near. You flicked your wrist, the pencil you were holding lightly tapping against the desk. With your free hand, you ran your fingers through your hair, the (h/c) locks falling back into place. Stopping the tapping of your pencil which so

England X Reader Not That Drunk "Stupid Arthur…" you grumbled to yourself, taking another swig of your drink, effectively finishing your 4th beer. "…And that stupid, freakin' police force, I tell ya *hic* now, they've stolen my best friend!" Sighing, you crossed your arms on the bar and nestled your head in comfortably. When you felt someone gently tap you on the shoulder you looked up to see Mathias, a regular at the pub, grinning down at you. "Hey _____," he said, cheerfully running a hand through his sexy gelled up blonde hair. "Where's Sergeant Bushy-Brows?" You scoffed at the mention of Arthur and straightened up on your s

(a/n)- OBVIOUSLY MENTIONS SEXUAL ACTS, AND SLIGHT SWEARING. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH EITHER, THEN MY ACCOUNT AND ITS CONTENT ARE NOT FOR YOU! AXIS Italy: Romantic and passionate, he's definitely done this before. Germany: Inexperienced at first, he's shy, but a bit rough once he gets into things. Japan: Slow, as he's beyond nervous of letting anyone like this, even if it's you, and very sweet, as he tries to make you feel as good as he can with his extreme shyness. Prussia: Fast, he picks the worst times to start, and rough, he can't control himself around you. Romano: He may talk big, but he's really shy when it comes to this so

 Even Ludwig's well-disciplined mind began to wonder—and secretly worry—about where Feliciano was. He dropped by Ludwig's every day, normally, but he hadn't for a while. Was something wrong? Was he being attacked? His chest felt tight and painful when he briefly considered that maybe Feli hated him now... He mentally slapped himself for thinking such a thing. You didn't have to spend more than five minutes with the Italian to realize that hatred was simply not in his nature. Although he had tried to cover up thoughts of Feli with thoughts of work, it wasn't effective. Shaking, he considered that his attempts to hide the feelings