marchingbane

Part 8: A Hot Spanish Date, the Amusement Park, and One Amateur Spy Service Antonio snuck up behind you and snaked his arms around your waist. “(Name), don’t forget, we have our date tonight.” He purred in your ear. You turned around in his grip and put your arms around Antonio’s neck. “Where are we going?” You asked. Your boyfriend grinned. “The amusement park. They have churros.” You smiled and kissed Antonio on the cheek. “I’m looking forward to it~” ~Later~ Hope’s hazel eyes slid from you to Antonio and back again. “So you’re dating two people?&rdq

Rolling your head to the right, you let your gaze pass through the ghost who was lightly rocking in the swing next to you. Sometimes it was best to pretend you could not see them before talking to them. Ghosts could be skittish creatures, especially the older ones. They knew no one could see them, so you had to earn their trust before you earned their companionship. Your unfocused eyes went through him - at least, you thought it was a him by the build - and strayed to the treeline. Your pseudo-interest in the waving branches did its job by distracting your otherworldly swing-set partner. Focusing back to the ghost at hand, you could safely s

A/N: I just wanted you all to know that [fr/n] means favorite restaurant name _____________________________________________________________________________________________ It was like any normal day...you get up, take a shower, go to work at [fr/n], go home, watch a little TV, and then go to bed. Nothing special, nothing unusual...that is until you met them...it was while you where working, you did most jobs like everyday. You worked as a Hostess, a waitress and multiple other jobs that should have been filled by other workers...you also usually worked over time from 6:00 Am to around 11:30 Pm. You worked 22 1/2 hours almost every day and it

Sweden XInjured!Reader: The one day...  The one day, the one day that Berwald was late for the world meeting Ivan sees it as an opportunity to ask you to become one with him. Usually Berwald will stand in the way and protect you no matter what the cost, him not being here means you are vunerable. Your best friend and protector isn't here today making you a nervous reck, your hands are figity, your sweating, and you can't stop looking around for him. Ivan made his way to you making you even more nervous. "(Name), I can't help but notice Sweden isn't here...." Ivan said innocently but that glare made you shiver. "Y-yeah, he isn't y-yet...." y

Hetalia: Germany x Berlin! Reader x Prussia: Invasion of Vital Region (limey) A bit limey          ' Oh, it's France calling. I need to pick up this call,' Paris smiled at you apologetically before answering the call of the King of romance himself, ' Hi there, mon cherie. Oh, a date? Tonight? Um...'           She sneaked a peek at you with her face full of guilt. You grinned and mouthed " Just say yes" as Paris spun around in frustration, not wanting to leave you like a total asshole but not wanting to say "no" to her long time crush as well.           ' Sorry, France. I am shopping with Berlin and I just couldn't leave her...Hey give

~Trying Too Hard~ “Can you stop that? It’s starting to piss me off.” Suddenly, you felt like you didn’t know him anymore. You had heard rumors—rumors about what sort of hair he liked, what sort of personalities were attractive, and what sort of style clothing you had. It still felt strange having to go off on rumors alone. In the past, you had known everything about him. He hadn’t been afraid to share what he had been thinking of. The two of you were always there for each other. So what happened? you often wondered. Where was the shy, kind-hearted friend you used to know…and love? Your old childh