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Chapter Nine: His Past Remains Hidden    Allen barged into your house. “Yo!”    With his left hand on the doorknob and foot in the doorway, he loudly proclaimed, “_____, I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING.”    Oliver poked his head out from your kitchen, a cooking spoon in his hand. “Allen darling? What’s going on?”    Clutching a magazine, Flavio strutted out of the hallway. “What’s all the commotion, Al? By the way, _____,” He angled his head to you, “Honey, are we gonna do our nails later or not?”    You followed Flavio out of your room and into the living space. &

Chapter Five: He’s the Jealous Type    You were lying on Allen’s living room couch reading a book one summer afternoon. The sunlight filtered through the home’s drapes and casted a comfortable atmosphere. You were enjoying your time until Allen came over—blocking your ray of sunlight—and he scowled at you with his hands on his hips. “What are you doing?”    You set your book down. “Reading a book. You should try it sometime.”    He tilted his head at you. “Why are you reading a book at my house?”    He had a point. “I don’t know…” You felt just a

i will always be yours. even when you don’t want me anymore. Epilogue: Zao’s Ending Warning: Some heated  content. Viewer discretion is advised. —  Chapter Ten Flashback —    “Allen and I have more in common.”    “But… Alfred is your childhood friend.”    “Yeah,” He sighed. “I trust him more than Allen.”    You stared at him, puzzled. “So whose side are you on?”    At this, he smirked again. “…Mine,” The bed creaked as he got on all fours and looked you right in the eye; you had to admit that your body flushed and your

Mathias watched from the corner of his eye as ______ chatted away in the passenger seat. It never ceased to amaze him how every word she said, even just the tone sound of her voice itself was full of life. The young Dane had felt this way for so long now he could even remember when it first started. At first it was simple admiration, how the girl could flit about the university campus and brighten the mood almost instantly. Then it was friendship, something he had wanted for so long after he had first noticed her but never knew how to start. Then it was a crush, how could he not fall for her after all when she acted with such kindness, maki

 (Name) Pulled her keys out of her bag and unlocked her best friend’s home, as she entered she heard several thumps and assumed it was Mathias and a certain Norwegian man fighting. Correction; it was probably Lukas choking Mathias with his own tie. With a sigh she set down the cake she had brought over for Emil’s birthday. Just then (Name) heard her name called and heard a small thump coming from the stairs. Walking over she spotted something that immediately made her cry out in surprise. “M-mathias!?” She stared at the male climbing down the stairs one by one like they were a cliff. He was now about 2 ½ in

       DenmarkXShy!Clumsy!Reader      Accident Prone.      Clumsy.      Klutzy.      What other words could you use to describe you?      Let’s not forget shy too…      What a great package you made!      After slipping in the wet grass and landing soundly on your arse, you just wanted to go home.  Your bag and all its contents were scattered across the lush grass as you pounded your balled fist onto the ground.      Let’s not overlook the several notable sets of laughter coming from all over the park.  Joggers, Tai Chi enthusiast, and little kids playing on the swing set.  Little kids were laughing at you!

   _________________________      Hetalia Reader Insert ~One Shot~      Revised: 5-14-2013      Characters: Denmark – Mathias.   ______________________________________   DenmarkXReader ~Hit the Spot~ You rested in bed on your stomach, the bed you shared with a certain load and currently obnoxious Danish man. It was hot even with the fan blowing on you in the present sweltering heat of July.  The kind of heat were your clothes stick to your body and the sweat runs down the back of your neck making it even worse. You were going to try to beat this heat the best you could. Then again you could have possibly lived with this heat.  But

"Sixty-six bottles of beer on the wall, sixty-six bottles of beer!  Take one down, pass it around! Sixty-five bottles of beer on the wall!" "Bro, I know I've asked you a bunch of times before this, but can you please just shut up now?"  Lukas asked from the back seat. "...Most people stop before they reach ninety bottles of beer..."  Emil complained. "...Sixty-five bottles of beer on the wall, sixty-five-!" "MATHIAS!"  You yelled into his ear.  For the past half hour you had listened to this guy sing about beer during a never ending car ride into the mountains.  This needed to st

The Nordics, except for Mathias, went out grocery shopping. They left you and Denmark in the mansion because sometimes, you and Mathias do the strangest things when it comes to grocery shopping. So they decided to leave you two in the mansion instead. ------------------------------------------------------------ "I bet when we come in, everything's a mess," Emil sighed and opened the front door. To their surprise, everything was clean.. and quiet.. too quiet. "Should we really do this?" They heard your voice coming from your room. "Quit stalling!" They heard Mathias this time. The four Nordics kept silent to hear your conversatio

An exhausted sigh escaped your rosy lips as you slipped into your small bed and wrapped the fuzzy, soft blanket around you. It was at least 3 in the morning, but only now were you going to bed- over the course of the past 4 hours, you had read the entire Slenderwiki, looked at as much evidence that Slenderman was real that you could find, and played the Slender game, almost completely alone in a mansion. You tossed and turned for a bit before getting comfortable and closing your eyes. 'This bed is sooo co--' your peaceful train of thought was interrupted though when you snapped your eyes open, swearing that you felt a sinister presence stand