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Sleepy Time~ EnglandxReader ----- "Which one should we watch? 'The attack of the evil Domos 2' or the-" "Love, anyone will do..." "Are you sure? Because I think the 'The apocalypse of the rainbow gummy bears' is-" Arthur sighed before you could finish. Sometimes he wonders where the hell do you even get theses movies from. "Fine then! You try to pick out a movie!" You huffed out. "But (Name), We watched a movie last night! Could we just go to bed? It's very late." Arthur said as he got up from the couch and turned off the near by lights. "But!-" Arthur placed a finger to your lips. "Shhhh, Not tonight (Name). Aren't you tired just a

"[Name], wake up! You remember what you promised me!" A stern voice broke through your dreaming, causing you to groan and throw your blanket further over your head and snuggling up inside the newfound warmth. Ah, it's that time of the winter where a thick layer of snow falls and you don't want to do anything except read in bed or be lazy. But some stubborn guy refuses to let you kick back and relax. "[Name]...!" The voice persisted, a little edge to his voice. You mumbled, "GoawayI'mhavingareallynicetime..." and then curled up even further. "Schatz, you leave me no choice." The voice was at a monotone now, and suddenly the warmth was stolen

       Ciel Phantomhive was always a distant boy after a certain event of his past. His beautiful blue shade eyes were what most fell in love with, but his right eye was covered always by an eye patch. His semi-long blue hair did not do much to cover the eye patch. Ciel though, looking as alone as usual, was never alone for a man coated in black always stood by his side. His raven hair brought out his crimson eyes and this man, this raven haired man goes by the name of Sebastian.       One day, on a trip to a ball, they ran into a very lovely female. The female had beautiful (H/C) hair, and her eyes were the most beautiful shade of (E/C). He

       Italy wiped the sweat on his forehead with the sleeve oh his dress. His white apron picked up dust as he continued sweeping the floor with his push broom. A hat on top of his brown head was a yellow hat, blocking out the sun as it beat down upon the Earth. Italy sighed, and once again, wiped the sweat that had formed on his forehead off with his dress sleeve.       From a distance, a young blonde boy watched as his love suffered under the heat. His own blue hat did not help him as much to keep the heat off him like with Italy’s but it was enough for him to watch over him. “Poor Italy,” He whispered and moved undernea

America X Reader “Alfred! Get your ass up and help me with these!” you growled as you pointed to the dirty pile of clothes on the floor. Alfred was sprawled out on the couch, one leg hanging off as he slurped down a coke. “Waidouneedmahhelp?” he mumbled as he shoved another potato chip in his mouth. Yes, you did love your best friend Alfred, but sometimes you just couldn’t stand him. “Because! It’s not all my clothes! It’s mostly all yours!” you practically shrieked as you kicked a pair of his dirty, hamburger stained pants. He took no notice of you and kept watching the bright colours

You stared down at the bubbling pot before you, a large smile spreading across your face. The pleasant smell of cooking food spread throughout your kitchen, thrilling your nostrils with each breath. This is going to be good. You grabbed a wooden spoon and began to stir the thick liquid. Your stomach was already growing impatient, and its loud grumbling was getting on your nerves. Maybe a quick sip of this soup couldn’t hurt? You lifted the spoon and neared it towards your lips, watching the steam that twirled from it. “Mm!” you hummed as the thick, hot soup travelled down your throat. You placed the spoon back into the bub