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[APH] Sweden PoemIt's really OOC but, oh well.[APH] Sweden Poem by MiyuraWindsong
There was a young boy from Sweden,
who had his desk neatened.
His name was Berwald,
His pet was Oswald, (It's hard to rhyme with Berwald x-x)
and his tea was surely sweetened. (For some reason, I imagine Sweden drinking tea...)
Armin Arlert x Reader - Accidental love (1)Armin Arlert x Reader - Accidental love (1) by Fins-Wonderland
It was always the same. Nobody took him serious. He tried to get to the workpeople who gave out the food but he was aside by people who just boxed their way through the crowd. He was so frustrated but couldn’t do anything. He was just too small. Too fragile.
Then his gaze met [e/c] eyes. A girl was watching his struggle. Then she turned back away and talked to someone. The guy stood up and boxed his way through the crowd coming back with three plates filled with as much food he could grab. She thanked him and took the food.
She walked straight up to him. Armin looked around him if there would be anyone waiting for her here, but there was no one noticing her. She stopped just before him handing him two trays.
“Here take this.” She said smiling up at him. He could feel his face growing hot. “I-I can’t that’s your meal!” he yelped. She only shook her head and pushed the tray up to him. He reluctantly took it. While taking the tray from her, their
Seven Minutes in Heaven: Hetalia-INTROSeven Minutes in Heaven: Hetalia-INTRO by BuutterflyKisses
LETS TRY THIS AGAIN (NOTE: THE FIRST TIME I WROTE THIS IT WOULDNT PUBLISH AND I BLEW UP)
A sigh escaped your lips as you sat on Alfred's comfy couch. You were, once again, more or less forced to come to his "outrageous" party. You watched a few people dance, a few others just talking with one another. Your gaze landed on Alfred sneaking up behind Arthur, and began to twerk on him. You stifled a giggle as Arthur turned around, pushing the American off of him.
"GET OFF OF ME YOU BLOODY GIT!" He fumed, his face reddening. Alfred laughed.
"Was my ass to cool for you old man?" He said jokingly, wiggling his behind to the beat of the music.
"Ugh, I swear! I don't know why I even bothered showing up! Nothing happens really!! It's all the same, a few people dance, quite inappropriate I must say, a few others talk and then there's me: just sitting around, waiting for this to be over. This isn't 'fun'!" He spat out. You agreed with him silently, a few people's attention on the Brit's lil
Seven Minutes in Heaven: Hetalia- ROMANOSeven Minutes in Heaven: Hetalia- ROMANO by BuutterflyKisses
...a ripe, red tomato. You blushed as you held the squishy fruit in your palm. You blushed a bit, this could either be Antonio or Lovino, your long time crush. Alfred examined the item held in your hand.
"YO! Toni, Lovino, who's is this?" Alfred yelled out, grabbing your wrist and holding it up so they could both see. Antonio shrugged and went back to talking with Gil and Francis. You heard someone walk behind you, mumbling curse words. You looked up to be greeted by a pair of dark honey eyes. You felt your face burn as Lovino took the fruit from your hand and began eating it.
"Well get-a in the closet, I don't have-a all day!" He said quite rudely, as you struggled to get up, walking quickly to the closet. He followed you, the tomato still in his mouth. The light in the small closet decreased as Al closed the door.
"You got seven minutes, startingggg....now! Don't get too frisky." America playfully warned, laughing afterwards.
"Heh, don't-a count on it." Romano sai