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"Come on (Name)! Wake up! The hero can't wait around all day!" Alfred yelled at your sleeping form. But instead of his sexy girlfriend, all he saw was a human burrito.
"Leave me be." Mumble the form that happened to be you. You rolled over, letting (h/c) tendrils of hair slide out. Like most non-morning-people, you were irritable, and would rather stay in bed until a proper waking hour. Like noon. But no, your American boyfriend thought it would be fun to wake you up at six in the morning to go stand in line for some video game. Alfred sure had his proprieties straight, now didn't he?
"Fine, you are making me resort to cruel methods! You may never be heard from again, unless you get your lazy-ass out of bed!"
"Go to hell." You grumbled, burrowing farther into the plush blankets.
"That was your last chance (Name)!" Alfred said, before running into the bathroom that was jointed to the master bedroom of the small house that you two shared.
"Whatever." You stated, dozing off, hoping not to be bothered for another four hours or so. Slowly, you slipped in to dreamland once more.
"Okay, I will give you to a count of five to roll your sexy butt out of bed." Alfred said, pulling you back up from your utopia of anime boys, and candy.
"No."
"Five."
"Never."
"Four."
"You can't take me alive."
"Three."
"You couldn't hurt me."
"Two."
"Bring it on."
"One"
"Yeah wha- HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Alfred had manged to scoop you up in his arms, blankets and all and was now marching you to the bathroom. To where you heard, oh no, water running.
"Alfred, drop me in the shower, and your dead meat!" You cried, but resistance was futile.
"Sorry (Name), I warned you. And after all, I did call you sexy this morning. Does that make up for something?" He sighed, and plopped you in the tub, where the shower-head proceeded soaking you and all your bed's covers. The cold water instantly washed away all grogginess that had clouded your eyes and brain. Shooting your nerves into hyper-mode.
"Alfred, I am going to kill you!" You seethed, finally managing to unearth yourself from the heavy pounds of soaked cotton. Your (e/c) orbs bored into him, hoping to set the blonde on fire.
"Hey (Name), can you hurry up with your shower, I don't want to be late!" He said over his shoulder as the male pranced out. Satisfaction painted on his features.
Oh the nerve that man had.
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AmericaxReader Never Been Kissed
(Name) and Alfred had been friends for years. Since they were in grade school. Fifth grade, field trip, where for the first time in human history the teacher-oriented 'buddy-system' actually had worked out for the best. She had been a shy tomboy and he was a rough and tumble guy, they hit it off right away.
"I've never met a girl like you." A young Alfred said shocked that (Name) thought volcanoes were cool because they "exploded" too.
"Betcha never will again." She teased.
Boy was that ever the truth. As the years went on and they went through the usual trials of a multi-gendered friendship, it was proven time and time again that Alfred w
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America x Reader - Illness
You groaned as you pulled your bedsheets over your head, your head felt as if it was exploding from the pain. You fell ill at school the day before, and your best friend, Alfred had to carry you to the infirmary back then. But today the illness had only increased, so your mother ended up calling you in sick for the day.
As if it was on cue, your mother came through the door with a bowl of soup she made for you. She set it down on the nightstand next to your bed, and then she pulled the sheets away from you in order to get you to lay in the bed properly.
"I'll be on my way to work now, you can call me whenever you need something, hun" She to
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AmericaxReader - Never A Regret
The Rule of a Gentleman # 82
Treat her like your best friend.
{Name} and I over the years have done some things, I’m sure we both aren’t quite proud of. And we both know what those things are, since we were with each other when it happened.
Like that time I was arrested for prostitution… Honestly, that has a funny story behind it - I promise. And there was this one time {Name} and I, went to Disney and ‘rescued’ a little girl from Mickey Mouse. Then we were ‘politely’ asked to leave the park and never to return. Again that’s another funny story.
But each and every time I’m asked to
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Haha, what? Lol, I have been sick, so I haven't been on the computer much. Only to check tumblr and such... Thought I like this a lot! I was originally going write this for Germany, but accents are hard to write, so that's why i stuck to writing America and England so far... But yeah! My angst Male reader piece I did for America was rather popular, so instead of killing you off again, I just shoved into a cold shower. But hey, you got a sexy boyfriend, am I right?
But yeah, I really should update more regularly...
Hetalia and America belong to
And you belong to
Edit: Holy S***, 500+ views? Where did you all come from?! Thank you thank you thank you
But yeah, I really should update more regularly...
Hetalia and America belong to
And you belong to
Edit: Holy S***, 500+ views? Where did you all come from?! Thank you thank you thank you
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