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Lovino sat next to your hospital bed, holding your hand and pressing it against his cheek.  He’d been fighting the tears for a whole month, but it was getting harder to hold them. By every day that passed, a little bit more of life faded away from your body, and by now, you were so weak and thin that it made his heart hurt. He promised himself he wouldn’t cry. You had told him not to. Yet he couldn’t help it anymore. Why? Why did it have to happen to you? From all people, why you? Just because he loved you? Just because you were the only person in the world who he’d do everything for? Why? A tear escaped from the co

Norway x reader You were at your friend Emil’s house. Emil and his strange family were your best friends. Since the moment all five of you met it was fate you were meant to be with one another. There was something that struck you peculiar though, Emil’s older brother Lukas wanted you to call him “big brother”. You rejected him of course, who in their right mind would call him that!? Emil flipped out on him too, which was highly unusual for him since he was so quite. Anyway, you were at their house, but the only one home was Lukas. You two got along just fine, in fact you had a small crush on him, but... you were st

Open Chair – Jealous!America X Reader For the first time in the obnoxious boy’s history, America was the first to arrive at a meeting. Often he wandered in late or what he called “fashionably late”, though that was only an excuse which he had been using for over a century now.  This excuse, however, did not settle well with most of the countries and frequently ended with Germany or England berating him for it. He snickered to himself as he made his way through the empty room, imaging the awestricken faces of those two when they saw he had appeared before them. He could barely contain himself as he thought about the b

~Reader's POV~ "Look Gil, I'm old enough to make my own decisions alright? I don't need you by my side 24/7 telling me what to do!" "[Nickname] I'm just protecting you!" he retorted. You rolled your eyes, "Sure you are. What do you know about him anyway?" "I've been on this world longer than you have and I have more experience. You're too young to date sis." "And when did you first date a girl?" you fired back. Silence. "Huh," you smirked, your expression eerily similar to your brother's. "Looks like I'm allowed to date~" "Nobody ever said that! I forbid you to date that guy! For all you know he might only want you for your body!" he

Recently you had started growing tired of working your dead end job at the postal service. You knew it was only a matter of time before you were fired, not that it would bother you all that much. You wanted to something more with your life, or at least make a decent amount of money to support yourself. The only thing that made this job worth its while and probably one of the only reasons you go up in the morning was the boisterous and overly energetic Alfred Jones. You had been watching him from afar ever since he arrived as a mail carrier. Nothing ever seemed to bring him down and he seemed happy where he was in life. You admired that about