HetaliaXreader: You're an anime character~Scotland by shiny-eve, literature
Literature
HetaliaXreader: You're an anime character~Scotland
(I know absolutely nothing about this character so I wanted to try to avoid writing him but I have gotten more than one request for him so yeah here it is. Yeah there is swearing)
So you click it......nothing happens not even a your computer has detected a virus pop up.
"Weird"
You have decided that you have seen enough anime for the day so you go to bed.
~Timeskip~
You are woken up by a loud crashing sound. "Is my true love here?". You expect that it is probably a robber but hey maybe it won't be. You open the door and leave your room.
"HOLY MOTHER OF TITS." You gasp at the man st
Demon!ScotlandxMale!Reader ~Safe from the Monsters by Island-Of-Atlantis, literature
Literature
Demon!ScotlandxMale!Reader ~Safe from the Monsters
.:Safe from the Monsters:.
[Demon!Scotland x Male!Reader]
One shot...
"B-Big Brother! I-I can't keep up!" I spun my running body around and quickly grabbed my little brother as he fell, quickly moving my cheek, I grit my teeth feeling an arrow graze the skin. I didn't have time to dwell on it as the light from torches and sound from angry chants began getting closer. I spun on my heel in black boots I'd stolen and ran, covering our faces and visible black horns with our hoods, Arthur shook in my arms out of the coldness of the night and the sheer fear that we might be caught and finally killed.
I stomped in the puddles of the after rain wit
Use Your Words
I must now write a ScotlandXVampire!Reader, with a cockblock rating, with a Reader that has a cynical personality, that takes place in a classroom after class, and it doesn't have to feature an object.
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You drummed your fingers rhythmically on your desk, your colour eyes fixed on the clock. 'Not too long now...3...2...1...' The shrill ringing of the bell made you wince, your heightened hearing picking up on every sound better than the normal person's hearing. The teacher dismissed the class and left, as everyone else got their stuff together to leave.
"Oi, lass, do ye 'ave a minute?"
For a split second, your cold skin
Bound Servitude: Kirklands Chapter One by TSsweets, literature
Literature
Bound Servitude: Kirklands Chapter One
A young woman sat down on a hard, white painted kitchen chair holding an ornately decorated silver fork in one hand and a blotchy white cloth in her other delicate (s/c) hand. She began to vigorously rub the fork with the cloth. Polishing silverware was tedious work, especially in this home. Her master, well one of her masters, this master, Master England, was quite finicky about everything. He wasn't rude about it, but rather stern, he wanted his dishes and everything spotless, he hated dust. She sighed as the finished polishing the fork and set it aside with the already polished silverware. She passed her somewhat tired (e/c) eyes over the
Australia x Reader x Scotland-Oh Brother Prologue by mizoriechan, literature
Literature
Australia x Reader x Scotland-Oh Brother Prologue
Oh Brother
Model!Australia x Lolita!Reader x Punk!Scotland
Prologue
"_______, do me a favor and like look over there for a minute." Your Polish coworker, Feliks, commanded.
"Okay, I'm looking, and quite frankly I don't see what the big deal is." You huffed in annoyance as you smoothed out the skirt of your Lolita dress.
"You don't see what the big deal is? Corner table, tall, tan, messy haired, brunette with the thick eyebrows and the bandaid on his nose." The blonde pointed out, flipping his shoulder length hair.
"He's attractive, so what?" You said before turning your attentio
AmericaXxXxReaderXxXxScotland by SassyAnimeGyrl15, literature
Literature
AmericaXxXxReaderXxXxScotland
"Shift, yer pie-eater bahookie!"
"What the-! Dude, you totally did not just call me that!"
"Ah said shift!"
"No way."
"Git. Awa'. Frae. [NAME]!"
"Dude! Get off of me!!"
"Ye git aff o' me!!'
You sighed as you listened to your two best friends argue over who was to sit next to you. It didn't make any sense, since you were just sitting in the middle of the couch. These guys were totally getting out of hand.....Especially since Allistor just picked up a lamp!
"Heeeeeeey..." You chuckled nervously as you stood up and slowly got the lamp out of Allistor's hand. "Ali you can sit on the right of me and Al can sit on the left."
"But I like totally
Scotland x Reader Shut Yer Trap and Kiss me by WTHHDolly, literature
Literature
Scotland x Reader Shut Yer Trap and Kiss me
Shut Yer Trap and Kiss me
A Scotland x Shy!Reader story
[Name] was a shy girl with [h\l] [h\c] hair, deep [e\c] eyes and nice life- thats is untill Allistor Kirkland came around and changed both their lives.
" 'Ey Lassie have ye seen a lad about this tall" A tall redhead about 23 24 asked [Name] holding his hand waist high. [Name] looked up from her book [f\b] "What did he look like?" she asked looking in his emerald green eyes.
" 'Es got blonde hair big bushy eyebrows and a british - 'ey I see 'im!" The redhead yelled pointing to a boy about six. " 'Ey lass can a sit 'ere with ye?" He asked [Name]. [Name] blushed
Alistair Kirkland, let out a huge breath of smoke, as he peered down over the couch arm to see his friend (your name) flipping open a laptop screen.
“What are ye doin'?” he asked, his thick accent made her want to swoon.
“I want to ask you some questions.” she answered, hoping her friend would agree instead of finding a bypass to avoid it.
“Fine then.” he grumbled. “But be quick.”
By then, (your name) was already on the apparent 'site' and began to scroll down the page.
“Is is true that Scottish are all gingers?”
Alistair looked to the top of his head to see a little glimps
Learn Me Right [Scotland x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
Learn Me Right [Scotland x Reader]
You were lying on a cold hard hospital bed. You groggily opened your eyes and were immediately blinded by the brightness of the white walls and the intensity of the hospital lights. Once your eyes were adjusted to the light you looked around to see a sleeping figure of a man on a chair right next to your hospital bed. Your hand was gingerly held in his, you smiled at the sleeping Scotsman.
"Allistor." You croaked, it hurt to talk, it even hurt to breath. The sound of your voice startled the red head awake.
"Aye! Lass yer awake!" He smiled, his tired eyes growing wide.
"Yeah, I am." You laughed as you squeezed his hand.
"How ye feeling las