Hetalia x Reader - Eurovision SwedenHetalia x Reader - Eurovision SwedenHetalia x Reader - Eurovision Sweden by ukraineisofficial
"Come on, guys! It's starting." The (hair) girl called out to her friends. Matthias, Lukas, Berwald, Tino, Emil, Eduard, Ravis, Toris, Ivan, Alfred, and England were those friends.
"Who is up, love?" He asked the girl who was nagging everybody to sit their caboose down. She forced the Nordics on the ground and sat in front of
She turned to look at the Brit and smiled. "A man from Sweden," she said patting Berwald's head ", is singing a song called heroes."
The man made a 'hm' sound as a response. Alfred smiled and knew what might happen this year. Everyone settled down in the seats. _____ and the Nordics on the floor, Russia and the Baltics (poor babies)on the couch, and England and Alfred on dining room chairs.
All of them sat and waited patiently for his song to start.
Denmark suddenly shouted out,
"Hey! What do you bet he's singing an ABBA-" He didn't have the time to finish before Norway punched him in the face.
"Huh. I thought you w
Father!Denmark x Daughter!reader - Bedtime BluesAN// I'm thinking of making this a series! Please don't hate , I'm still a beginner when it comes to this stuff......Father!Denmark x Daughter!reader - Bedtime Blues by ukraineisofficial
Denmark's Bedtime Blues
"c'mere ya little scamp! It's bed time!" He swiped at his girl comically as he chased her around. Denmark has been trying, with no luck, to get his seven year old girl, ______ to go to sleep.
____ ran around the couch as her dad tried to catch her. "No! I'm not tired!" She yelled loud enough to wake all the neighbors up. She willed her little legs to go faster in her head.
Surprisingly, the little girl was holding up better than her father. She dashed across the shared living room of the Nordics, into the kitchen, and ran into a pantry closet to hide.
Frantically, she looked around the small space for a good spot and dove into an empty cabinet. Her tiny hands closed the door just as her father tumbled into the small closet space.
'Oh so we're playing this game.' , the Dane thought to himself. They did this every sing
Supernatural x supernatural!ReaderDaughter of Death. Friend of the Darkness. An angel. The angel. The hidden angel.Supernatural x supernatural!Reader by NightmareQueenD
Always there in the background, you won't even notice it but she's there, writing down the history of the universe, observing and amusing herself.
She's a little younger than her father, nearly as old as God but equally as strong as Him. She takes up her father's work as Death when he's absent, sleeping or whatsoever.
But this was normal for her, too comfortable. So every once in a while, she turns herself into a mortal creature with no recollection of the fact if what she is and gets born into a selected family to enjoy the unpredictable universe till the mortal form dies and she returns to her father Death.
She could be anywhere. She could be anyone. She could be you!
Supernatural x Reader Down South Flying Pt. 1My first fan-fic, so bare with me for any grammatical errors and the like. If you enjoy this, please leave a comment telling me how I can improve this or how much you like it, I value your opinions. Now please enjoy my Supernatural x Reader x Cas. P.S. Cas won't appear 'till later, so just enjoy the Spn x Reader for a while.Supernatural x Reader Down South Flying Pt. 1 by foreverteen
I hopped into my Impala, started the car, and headed down south. Sam and Dean had called me in New Mexico, seconds after exorcising a poltergeist, saying they needed an extra hand on a case they caught wind of. Apparently, there was a slew of dead and drained bodies. Vamp nest, obviously. But this one was different, there hearts were also missing, before death it seems. They think that maybe the vamps are teaming up with some werewolves in the area, probably because they’re after the same thing: humans. So, I hit the fastest highway to New Orleans. Cranking the volume up on the radio, Lynard Skynard’s “Down South Jukin’” started playin
SupernaturalXReader Loch Neph Monster Part 7WARNING: general Supernatural spoilersSupernaturalXReader Loch Neph Monster Part 7 by WhisperingWatermelon
You disliked Bobby as soon as you met him. He was a bitter, rude, unpleasant old man who thought that you were nothing more than a complex nuisance and that if he ignored you long enough, you just might disappear.
The thought had crossed your mind, but you decided to stick it out for your own sake. He was like a hunter guru for the supernaturally aware community. So even if his first words to you were, “you got a weak handshake”, and even if those words were the nicest he had said to you so far, you would not let this grumpy old man drive you away.
You were going to learn to hunt ghosts and vampires and wendigos if it killed the both of you.
But alas, you ended up performing menial tasks such as supply runs, answering phones, tedious research, and digging. Yes, digging. Bobby had made you dig numerous deep holes along his property, although for what, you still weren’t sure.
But whenever you asked him why you did what you did
Fledgling Daycare ReaderxSPN The doorbell rang after a darkened figure dropped off a box and disappeared. Dean opened the door and looked around to find whoever had rang; he was about to close the door when his foot hit the box. Curiously, he picked it up and brought it inside, finding it heavier than the average package.Fledgling Daycare ReaderxSPN by ArtistoftheDark
“What the hell is in this thing?” He murmured, “Sam! Bobby! We got mail!”
“What the hell? I never get mail.” Bobby said, wheeling into the room.
“What’s in it?” Sam asked,