2P!America X Reader :Mirrored World: Part 1 You were being chased by a man you had never seen before. Although whenever you looked at him you felt you should stop it felt like he was your ally, you could trust him. That couldn't be for a man you had never met before though. You kept running turning down roads and dark alleyways till you saw a building that had it's door open you went in there. It was a warehouse dark and full of boxes and what seemed to be props for a movie. Hearing the mans foot prints approaching fast you ducked behind a group of boxes that were pilled high. The man was in the building soon enough. He stopped in the middle of the room and you managed to get a good2P!America X Reader :Mirrored World: Part 1 by ~HetaliaFan14
2P!Italy X Reader Left, RoomYou went in the room2P!Italy X Reader Left, Room by ~HetaliaFan14
That’s a crazy thought (f/n) why would you jump from a window, the room will keep you safer. You entered and saw a green room with a refined wood dresser, a wooden bed with green blankets to match the wall, and a old TV. Closing the door you went to admired the woodwork .Then footsteps that sounded as if they were heading up the stairs brought you out of it.
“ Where can I hide, Where?!” You thought mad at yourself for not thinking beforehand.
The door swung open showing an angry Italian. “ Bella, Why must you run from me?”
“ Because you’re crazy and Killed Feliciano!” You yelled at him with a bitter voice.
“ I didn’t kill him; yet,” He grinned “ I thought I’d let you have the honor of watching since last time you got knocked out somehow."
Freedom: Pirate!England X ReaderFreedom: Pirate!England X Reader by ~sunnyh625
_______ sat upright in bed, cold sweat dripping down the side of her face. Lightning flashed purple and the booming thunder followed. She sighed and threw off the silk covers, ‘Just another damn nightmare’, she thought and walked over to her balcony window. ______ loved storms, she loved rain, she loved pretty much anything wild and free. Being the princess and heir to the throne of England, she was expected to be everything but free. It was going to be her 19th birthday in a couple of days also meaning that her stepmother was going to marry her off to some suck up noble’s son and bare children. She shuddered furiously