Death the Kid x OneEyed!Reader Part One by cosettevin, literature
Literature
Death the Kid x OneEyed!Reader Part One
Death the Kid x OneEyed!Reader Part One
-Okay so this is just a story I wanted to do. To all those DTK fangirls out there, I’m sorry if he’s a little too OCC or mean. Oh well. And oh yeah, Raymond is your weapon. He’s a perv and is obsessed with you. He is also friends with Soul and Black*Star. Yep. Legit.-
Hell of a Time
-Third Person POV-
Many people would look upon and see a nearly flawless woman. Long legs, smooth skin, shiny hair, plump lips; and one lovely, bright, (_e/c_) eye. She was considered an angel shot down, a goddess struck by Zeus, when in reality, she was a warrior who had fought for what she belie
When I Was A Child I Used To Swing by cosettevin, literature
Literature
When I Was A Child I Used To Swing
When I was a child I used to swing.
And swing would give me scars.
But I loved my swing.
I could fly.
I could dream.
I could listen.
The steady pace it moved.
The fireflies I caught in the summer.
The snowflakes I caught in the winter
All became part of my childhood.
Part of me.
And I was happy.
When was a child I used to swing.
And the swing would give me scars.
And they are still there.
Yet I don't regret a thing.
From when I used to swing.
The Scarred Sword and the Shattered Stone by cosettevin, literature
Literature
The Scarred Sword and the Shattered Stone
A young female warrior walked along a shore. A shore patterned by the water, shells,and wind. By the broken pieces of glass from the bottles of deadly alcohol thrown overboard by pirates. By the foam of the waves that refused to stop churning. The woman came to a halt at a line of archers and blade masters. They broke apart, allowing her to see and pass through. There laid a crumbled body of a once handsome man. Realizing who it was, the girl ran to him. Seeing he was far from being able to help, his wounds far from healing, the woman swore at the top of her lungs and flung the holy sword from her hand. It flew past all the others and impell
Birth to the {Capital} Baby: AmericaxReader1 by cosettevin, literature
Literature
Birth to the {Capital} Baby: AmericaxReader1
--NOTE: THERE WILL BE A FUTURE LEMON. I mean how else will the child come into play? I'm trying to go in order. By countries that is. Sooooo. Yeah. Idk howmany parts for each country. Please enjoy, America Fangirls!--
... Alfred F. Jones, United States of America. 'Great,' You thought. The man came up behind you. He looked towards the paper and nodded. "Alfred," A man in a tan Air Force jacket and ridiculously distinctive cow lick shot up. He had dusty blond hair, gray glasses, and eccentric blue eyes. "Yes, sir!" He stated, saluting. "You were chosen," The man informed. "Now lets start the introductions..."
.::Time Skip::.
(Car Rides :3)
The Crows Feather
A lone feather, stuck to a tree
Oh, how I hear it calling me
I climb the branches
And tear the leaves
But all I care about is touching the forgotten seam
A lone feather, stuck to a tree
Why, oh why, did you call me
You are gone now
Nothing but air
But how could I forget that precious tear
A lone girl, and it is me
Why, oh why, did Death call me
I should have known
When I saw that feather
That while a doves is hope
A crows is no better.
Birth to the {Capital} Baby: Intro HetaliaxReader by cosettevin, literature
Literature
Birth to the {Capital} Baby: Intro HetaliaxReader
--Note: This is NOT part of my HetaliaxNymph!Reader. Even though you're not human in this, I just didn't know what to call you. So. Just be something. Not human. Or you can be human. I'm gonna stop:) Okay. Please enjoy!--
You couldn't believe it. You, (__f/n__) (__l/n__), had been kidnapped. By the government. The government! 'I'm never voting again...' You thought as you sat there in all your beauty. (__h/l__), (__h/c__) locks framed your slim, well featured face. Your (__s/c__) arms were long as well as your flawless legs. Your hands were small and delicate; your fingers, slender and shaped as they held your head. (__e/c__) orbs drifted la
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue3 by cosettevin, literature
Literature
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue3
-----Okay. Finally at my sister's house. And I'm still on my phone. Getting a laptop out is wayyyyyy to hard. I mean, that takes EFFORT. EFFORT guys. I don't have time for that shit. MATURE CONTENT NOW. Anywho. Part 3. Of the intro. Dammit this will be long.-----
Your P.O.V.
"So if jour not a human, vhat are jou?" Asked the red eyed boy. "Oh," I answered, giving him a smile. "I'm a nymph. My name's (__y/n__). What's yours?" "I-I'm 'Zhe Aweso-"
"His name's Prussia." The brown-haired boy butted in. "Prussia? What a weird name." "Nein! Mein name's 'Zhe Awesome Prussia'!" I looked at him and narrowed my eyes. "V-Vhat? D
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue2 by cosettevin, literature
Literature
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue2
-----Okayyy. I am back. To no one. Figures. Jk. I'm not known but I'll still write! Cosette never gives up! Okay next part. Prussia's point of view first. Also, you'll learn the counties names (human wise) later in the series. And this is the chapter where you describe your appearance.-----
~Prussia's P.O.V~
Today vas going awesome. I vas beating Hungary just like alvays. Vith mein awesome skills. As he vas getting closer to losing, I decided to claim victory so he vouldn't collapse and die. "Ha! I vin!" I stated as I raised mein awesome sword to zhe sky. "I'm still standing, idiot." Hungary said. "Vell, jou wer-" I va
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue by cosettevin, literature
Literature
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue
-----Oh my gawwwd. Writing a manga series is fucking hard. Great. Now I have to put a language thing sign on here. MATURE CONTENT GUYS. This is hardcore in reality. Anyways. This will be super long. The intro and the main story. Also the character is based off me in real life so the nymph is a serious kind of person. Also, you will get to pick the man in the end. K. Bye. READ.-----
"Ahh. Father, where are you?" The little nymph whispered. (__y/n__)
was an elemental nymph. A very strong and dangerous kind. Also the rarest. She was to be carefully raised and watched. Her mother did well in this field. As for her father, he did not. She had
Death the Kid x OneEyed!Reader Part One by cosettevin, literature
Literature
Death the Kid x OneEyed!Reader Part One
Death the Kid x OneEyed!Reader Part One
-Okay so this is just a story I wanted to do. To all those DTK fangirls out there, I’m sorry if he’s a little too OCC or mean. Oh well. And oh yeah, Raymond is your weapon. He’s a perv and is obsessed with you. He is also friends with Soul and Black*Star. Yep. Legit.-
Hell of a Time
-Third Person POV-
Many people would look upon and see a nearly flawless woman. Long legs, smooth skin, shiny hair, plump lips; and one lovely, bright, (_e/c_) eye. She was considered an angel shot down, a goddess struck by Zeus, when in reality, she was a warrior who had fought for what she belie
When I Was A Child I Used To Swing by cosettevin, literature
Literature
When I Was A Child I Used To Swing
When I was a child I used to swing.
And swing would give me scars.
But I loved my swing.
I could fly.
I could dream.
I could listen.
The steady pace it moved.
The fireflies I caught in the summer.
The snowflakes I caught in the winter
All became part of my childhood.
Part of me.
And I was happy.
When was a child I used to swing.
And the swing would give me scars.
And they are still there.
Yet I don't regret a thing.
From when I used to swing.
The Scarred Sword and the Shattered Stone by cosettevin, literature
Literature
The Scarred Sword and the Shattered Stone
A young female warrior walked along a shore. A shore patterned by the water, shells,and wind. By the broken pieces of glass from the bottles of deadly alcohol thrown overboard by pirates. By the foam of the waves that refused to stop churning. The woman came to a halt at a line of archers and blade masters. They broke apart, allowing her to see and pass through. There laid a crumbled body of a once handsome man. Realizing who it was, the girl ran to him. Seeing he was far from being able to help, his wounds far from healing, the woman swore at the top of her lungs and flung the holy sword from her hand. It flew past all the others and impell
Birth to the {Capital} Baby: AmericaxReader1 by cosettevin, literature
Literature
Birth to the {Capital} Baby: AmericaxReader1
--NOTE: THERE WILL BE A FUTURE LEMON. I mean how else will the child come into play? I'm trying to go in order. By countries that is. Sooooo. Yeah. Idk howmany parts for each country. Please enjoy, America Fangirls!--
... Alfred F. Jones, United States of America. 'Great,' You thought. The man came up behind you. He looked towards the paper and nodded. "Alfred," A man in a tan Air Force jacket and ridiculously distinctive cow lick shot up. He had dusty blond hair, gray glasses, and eccentric blue eyes. "Yes, sir!" He stated, saluting. "You were chosen," The man informed. "Now lets start the introductions..."
.::Time Skip::.
(Car Rides :3)
The Crows Feather
A lone feather, stuck to a tree
Oh, how I hear it calling me
I climb the branches
And tear the leaves
But all I care about is touching the forgotten seam
A lone feather, stuck to a tree
Why, oh why, did you call me
You are gone now
Nothing but air
But how could I forget that precious tear
A lone girl, and it is me
Why, oh why, did Death call me
I should have known
When I saw that feather
That while a doves is hope
A crows is no better.
Birth to the {Capital} Baby: Intro HetaliaxReader by cosettevin, literature
Literature
Birth to the {Capital} Baby: Intro HetaliaxReader
--Note: This is NOT part of my HetaliaxNymph!Reader. Even though you're not human in this, I just didn't know what to call you. So. Just be something. Not human. Or you can be human. I'm gonna stop:) Okay. Please enjoy!--
You couldn't believe it. You, (__f/n__) (__l/n__), had been kidnapped. By the government. The government! 'I'm never voting again...' You thought as you sat there in all your beauty. (__h/l__), (__h/c__) locks framed your slim, well featured face. Your (__s/c__) arms were long as well as your flawless legs. Your hands were small and delicate; your fingers, slender and shaped as they held your head. (__e/c__) orbs drifted la
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue3 by cosettevin, literature
Literature
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue3
-----Okay. Finally at my sister's house. And I'm still on my phone. Getting a laptop out is wayyyyyy to hard. I mean, that takes EFFORT. EFFORT guys. I don't have time for that shit. MATURE CONTENT NOW. Anywho. Part 3. Of the intro. Dammit this will be long.-----
Your P.O.V.
"So if jour not a human, vhat are jou?" Asked the red eyed boy. "Oh," I answered, giving him a smile. "I'm a nymph. My name's (__y/n__). What's yours?" "I-I'm 'Zhe Aweso-"
"His name's Prussia." The brown-haired boy butted in. "Prussia? What a weird name." "Nein! Mein name's 'Zhe Awesome Prussia'!" I looked at him and narrowed my eyes. "V-Vhat? D
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue2 by cosettevin, literature
Literature
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue2
-----Okayyy. I am back. To no one. Figures. Jk. I'm not known but I'll still write! Cosette never gives up! Okay next part. Prussia's point of view first. Also, you'll learn the counties names (human wise) later in the series. And this is the chapter where you describe your appearance.-----
~Prussia's P.O.V~
Today vas going awesome. I vas beating Hungary just like alvays. Vith mein awesome skills. As he vas getting closer to losing, I decided to claim victory so he vouldn't collapse and die. "Ha! I vin!" I stated as I raised mein awesome sword to zhe sky. "I'm still standing, idiot." Hungary said. "Vell, jou wer-" I va
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue by cosettevin, literature
Literature
HetaliaxNymph!Reader: Prologue
-----Oh my gawwwd. Writing a manga series is fucking hard. Great. Now I have to put a language thing sign on here. MATURE CONTENT GUYS. This is hardcore in reality. Anyways. This will be super long. The intro and the main story. Also the character is based off me in real life so the nymph is a serious kind of person. Also, you will get to pick the man in the end. K. Bye. READ.-----
"Ahh. Father, where are you?" The little nymph whispered. (__y/n__)
was an elemental nymph. A very strong and dangerous kind. Also the rarest. She was to be carefully raised and watched. Her mother did well in this field. As for her father, he did not. She had
Implied sexual themes but nothing explicit. Don't read if offended.
Sight
The first time Ludwig saw you, he wasn’t overly impressed. You were a simple girl with simple tastes, __e/c__ eyes, __s/c__ skin, and __h/c__, __h/l__ hair. You were friends with Feliciano and he wanted to introduce the two of you. He was polite as always to meeting new people and shook your hand and gave you a more proper introduction than the one Feli had provided. Naturally, now that you and Feli were friends, he brought you along a lot, and that might have been when he started noticing things about you like the way your eyes brightened when you started talki
Cheater!2P!AmericaXReaderXEngland: Love Song by BrimThePyscho, literature
Literature
Cheater!2P!AmericaXReaderXEngland: Love Song
Cheater!2P!America X Reader X England: Love Song (Epilogue)
I did this. I’ve started this with YG Entertainment, and I’m ending with YG Entertainment.
Here, my dear children, is the Epilogue of the Korean Songfic Series. I kind of felt that we should finish it from Reader-Chan’s POV, so…here, have your own fucked-up feelings ,-,
This song is by Big Bang (Ultimate Bias Group <3) and it’s called ‘Love Song’! Yes, English lyrics, just what the doctor ordered ^^
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ͩ
Russia x Reader - Sweetest Confessions by AkaiNamida1, literature
Literature
Russia x Reader - Sweetest Confessions
Russia x Reader: Sweetest Confessions
You stood quietly by the wall, watching him quietly. He was leaning against the wall, an innocent smile placed on his lips as he watched the others argue in the meeting. You were too shy to approach him, much less talk to him. Every time you saw him, you always felt your heart beat go faster and your breath hitch by your throat.
Russia listened boredly during the meeting. Outside he looked calm and peaceful, but inside, conflicting emotions arose. You were standing there, looking so sweet and innocent, and blushing whenever he glanced at you. All of his attention was on you, despite his appearance on th
1P Italy x 2P Romano: Pasta and Fashion (Request) by Mad-Mocha, literature
Literature
1P Italy x 2P Romano: Pasta and Fashion (Request)
~*Author’s Note: I used the name Leonardo for 2P Romano’s human name being he doesn’t have a permanent one so yeah that’s all.*~
“This won’t do at all.” Leonardo said tossing a shirt off the rack at the new fashion shop in the mall. He tossed different ones off the rack as well. “Nope. Not in this life time. Not happening. When did this come back in style? Not this one. Hate it. This isn’t in this season.” He sighed running his fingers through his blond hair turning to look at the pile of clothes on the floor. “It’s so hard to find good fashion sense these days.”
You found it...A diary|Yandere!RussiaXReader by YandaRL, literature
Literature
You found it...A diary|Yandere!RussiaXReader
Yandere!RussiaXReader
You found it...A diary
[Ivan's POV]
In the corner of a room that nobody ever comes to,I write down on my notebook.They don't use this room anymore and nobody ever comes.It's quiet here...It feels good...Outside the school is raining.
'I don't know neither affection nor love...?Do I?' I write on the notebook 'But my chest is throbbing in pain...' I stare outside the window "Still raining." I get up and look around,the same dark room as always...No sound can be heard right now...But then that voice,that feeling inside of me,that sound...
"Hey Al~! Wait for me!" She laughed."_____..."I murmured looking at her from insid
You Will Be Mine (2p!Germany+Reader) by Incedia8, literature
Literature
You Will Be Mine (2p!Germany+Reader)
His light violet eyes scowled at the partially opened window. A large moving truck was parked on the curb and there was a group of large men scattered, carrying furniture into the house next door. With a frustrated sigh, he turned away from the window and stomped into the kitchen. Grumbling to himself in German, he pulled out a cold bottle of his favorite beer from the refrigerator.
“Those verdamned movers, why so they have to be so loud? I was trying to sleep,” His attention turned to the wall clock hung up and it read 4:00 pm, “Und I’m up early too!”
He continued to throw a small hissy fit over his ‘los
I'm a girl in her twenties who loves to write stories and poetry. I also love to paint and draw. I've just booked a manga and should be releasing it by the end of September. I love reading reader inserts for Hetalia and will be starting my own chapter reader insert for HetaliaxNymph!Reader. I've had this idea for a long time and will be very happy once I put it out. It will be very long but I hope it will interest some people. I will start with the intro which will also be long. I can't wait to start it (even though it probably will not be very well known) but I hope some will read and enjoy it. If I have any time between the writing and my manga series, I will take requests (again if anyone even knows who I am) but I still might take awhile. If you read this all the way then, thank you and please, stick around. Cosette Vin.
So! My Death The Kid reader insert will now be available on Quotev and I will only be updating on there from here on out. So sorry, but that's so much more easier for me! I love you guys!♥
Even if there's only, like, three of you! ^-^