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    I watched her as she giggled and laughed. Those beautiful sounds bringing such a blissful harmony of music to my art room from a girl filled with sadness. She dipped each finger into the buckets of amerce colors, laughing as the cold mixtures covered her skin. She'd never know what those colors may be but that didn't stop her. Her color stained fingers felt out the blank walls and then she did what most thought she couldn't. She'd paint. She painted my walls with colors, rainbows, how she believed the world to be. Even though her world was only black.    That girl is (Name). She was born blind, never has she seen a thing in her life. I

   I am alone and I'm fine with it. I mean, who needs people? All they do is use you. I gave him everything, tried so hard to protect him and raise him. Suddenly we stand on the grounds of a blood bathed field, lives lost of hundreds of men, never to go home. We stand eye to eye, his glassed over with rage, hate, yet I can still see the toddler in him. The one I loved and held. Don't let him go. Don't you understand? I wasn't fighting you because I wanted to, because I wanted power. I fought for you because, Alfred, I loved you, my dear sweet little brother. I was scared to loose you. What did I do wrong? I was so blind in the thought of happ

England x Reader –Escape of Brother-Zoned-                You know, after that dreaded day, I truly thought that I’d lose Arthur forever. To my surprise, he never left my side really. He’d bring me sweets, of course he didn’t make them, he sat next to me at lunch and put up with my friends, carried my books for me at times, basically he was trying really hard to get past the death trap of being my brother.                  Sometimes, I found how close he got annoying and would tell him to leave me be for a bit. He’d apologize and let me go. Sometimes his silly gestures made me smile and I guess he really was g

England x Reader –Brother-Zoned-                Everyone thinks I’m some huge flirt when I’m not. I swear I’m not. I just get along with guys a lot more than girls because I’m not one for drama. I guess I’m just one of the guys, not that it’s ever phased me before. But my female friend Elizabeta says I’m blind to all things love and friend-zone people without realizing it. When has anyone ever liked me? I guess I may be blind.                 I never noticed it in till it was too late. I never meant to even hurt him, heck I didn’t even know! But that’s something I can’t fix

    I'm brand new to this place. I just moved here to be more certain. I feel like a sore thumb just sticking out for the whole world to see. I guess adjusting is just hard. I'm not really shy but only around new people.    So my parent's dragged me to their church and I have to admit, I love it! But I felt alone and close to tears. Seeing everyone talking to everyone and having fun while I'm just sitting in the back, hoping no one notices me cry. Well I thought no one would see me in till a boy came right up to me and pulled a chair in front of me, smiling brightly.    "Hey dude! I'm Alfred! The Hero! Why are you alone? Are you all alone?

You stared at your biggest crush. He had pulled you aside to talk to you in private about something very important. You crossed your fingers and prayed it was what you've been hoping for.    "So (name), I really want to tell you that-" Alfred was cut off by his phone going off. He quickly shut it up and said a quick sorry.    "As I was saying, (name), You mean everything to me and I just-" Your friends came running past the both of you, carrying a table?     "Okay that was weird." Alfred gently took your hand in his and smiled softly. "For a long time now, I've just felt different, and I need to-" Again he was cut off, this time by a naked

"A-Arthur! O-Ow.....s-stop, i-it hurts! I'm not ready!" You screamed "It'll be okay love. Just relax, the pain will go away. Give it time." A certain British male said soothingly    Alfred and Francis had been walking by when they heard you making some strange noises from behind a locked and closed door. They listened carefully, ears pressed against the wooden door. What was going on?   They heard moving on what sounded to be a bed. Then a sound that sounded a little needy.    "Do you want me to stop love?" They heard Arthur say in a soothing and loving voice    "N-No, I can handle i-it! Please keep going!" You nearly screamed    Franc

America x Reader –Where am I? Where am I? Why am I here? Where am I going? Who am I? Hi, I guess you don’t know me yet. I’m (Name). You’re average girl. Or at least how I’d like to see myself. You’re probably wondering what you’re doing here but let me get to that. I’m going to tell you all a story. Kind of like a Princess story but not fully. It does take place back in time, like a year ago but not Kingdom land. And the Princess isn’t has helpless as you think. She isn’t locked in a tower or held by some witch. Not even problems with family or some horrible Dad with a temper. No. Bu

America x Reader – Zombie Wars You were sitting on the floor, laying on your stomach and having a totally normal day. “DIE YOU FUCKING ZOMBIE! DIE OR I’LL MAKE YOU EAT ENGLAND’S COOKING!” You shouted So your normal day was playing video games all day and then watching movie marathons in till the next day. But not without your very best friend. Your parents never cared anymore when he stayed over all night since you proved you weren’t doing anything wrong. You proved it by staying up all night with him and both of you screamed at your video games all night so your parents could hear you very clearly. They