TKDarkheart

“Vietnam! Vietnam! It’s me, (Male name)! Where are you?” You shouted as you walked down one of the beaches in Vietnam, looking for your Asian friend, who couldn’t be found anywhere you looked. Sand was starting to get into your shoes as you could feel the grains crushed on the bottom of your socks as you walked whilst the gentle breeze blew your (hair colour) locks slightly. The sun was blaring brightly with passion, sending its warm rays down to the people of the earth, but not enough for them to drown in their own sweat. Your nose could smell the gentle scent of seawater as it crashed against the yellow shores, wett

You're wondering why I shorten the word " experiment" and wrote Exp instead...? Well the word doesn't seem to fit so yea. This is a long one-shot Hetalia Fanfic (took me days to finish)  for the summer contest ....there might be a bit of Mekakucity Actor-ish in here because of Russia or Anya. Also...they will be 2p characters involved here... (Third Pov) In the streets of Berlin (Capital of Germany), you could see a lot of people happily doing what they wanted to do except for one person, a young man with (H/L) (H/S) (H/C) hair and bright (E/C) eyes, quite a handsome man with a big and bright future in store for him. His name is (F/N) (L/N)

Male.Butler.Reader   X  Vampire.Hungary You had been working for Miss. Hedervary as her personal butler for quite some time now. What started as just a simple part time job after you graduated high school now turned into a full blown career which you enjoyed far more then you had originally thought. Now why you would be interested in being an actual butler to someone was because of who you were serving, and that who was Mrs. Elisabeth Hedervary one of the most beautiful women you'd ever seen. When you first started working she was rather cold but polite and after the first six months she seemed to warm up to you, calling you by your first n

(Name) gave a groan of pain as he collapsed to the floor, blood spilling from his wrist, making the wooden floor beneath him be stained with red. He turned his beautiful (e/c) eyes towards the cause of the deep cuts, a now bloodied green razor that rested innocently in his hands... Green. Just like her eyes. The male stared at the object though her eyes was all he was seeing in his mind. Emerald orbs that would be shining with tears if she saw him in this state, her normal smile would drop to a frown that made (Name)'s heart break. No doubt she'd be on her phone, a tomato charm that (Name) had given her hanging limply as she spoke to 911. Her