Japan x Reader: Cooties (Intro)“Honda-san!” you called out to the boy behind you. He jogged a bit to catch up to where you stood.Japan x Reader: Cooties (Intro) by HarmoniaMurasaki
“Yes, _____-san?” he asked, holding a kickball close to his tiny body.
“Let's play here!” you replied, smiling at him. You two were close to the fence surrounding the play area of your preschool. It was finally your day to use the class kickball, and you decided to play catch with the quiet boy that sat next to you in Room 113.
“If that is what you would like,” he said with something resembling a smile. He gently threw the ball to you, and you caught it with ease, returning it quickly. This simple game of catch went on for quite a bit; that is, until some other boy showed up and started teasing your playmate.
“Kiku, why're you playing with a girl??” the blonde boy asked him. He had a cowlick right where his hair parted, sticking up sharply like his nose at anything he disliked.
“I-I would appreciate it if you called me Hond
A Cup of Tea in Wonderland Prologue Part 1How We Met (Part 1)A Cup of Tea in Wonderland Prologue Part 1 by HarmoniaMurasaki
Harmonia Skye had only her grandfather and father.
Peter Oliver ran from people in both worlds.
Dawn Elise hid in the flowers.
Wyatt Everett wanted to avoid interactions with anyone.
Eros Sewell and Eris Sevilla would sneak around Wonderland alone.
And they were fine.
They thought that they were at least...
Harmonia's favorite part of the day is having tea with her fathers in the morning, asking each other riddles they've imagined or remembered but never knowing the answers. She'd woken up that morning and put her glasses on in front of her bright purple eyes, placed her purple top hat on over her wavy brown hair with her dark lavender flannel pajamas still on and ran down the stairs in her usual excitement.
"Ah, my dear Harmony!" her grandfather said, sitting cross-legged in his chair, his green top hat tilted to the right side of his head and his matching suit pressed neatly. He took a sip from his tea cup and left it suspended in the air next to
2p!Canada x Injured!ReaderWarning: I probably swear. And there is an teensy bit of self harm? Hitting of walls to prevent crying? I dunno...2p!Canada x Injured!Reader by 666kurai
I could tell you were trying not to cry. I rather admired that. It was difficult for you to hide some of your emotions, and you always developed a blank, slightly frowning mask when you were feeling any negative emotions, but I had never seen you cry in public. At the hormonal level most girls ran at, that was impressive.
Walking next to you, I tried to show you somehow, silently, that I was here for you. That you were allowed to hug me if you needed me to. But I had seen you shy away from human contact before. Always so outgoing, you still got overwhelmed easily. If you showed disgust at my touch, it might have really hurt me. So I couldn’t comfort you. Because you didn’t want to show your emotions at all in this hellhole, and I couldn’t bring myself to acknowledge that I noticed and above all, cared.
We passed through a doorway, and you hit the wall,
The Letter 'L': Canada x ReaderYou were walking into first grade, terrified. Kindergarten was all fun and games, mostly, but this was serious. You were in a multiage class with some older kids this year. What if you couldn’t make any friends? You decided to talk immediately to the first person that caught your eye, to at least forge a half ways decent friendship by lunchtime. There was a kid with a small yellow bird you thought was cute, and you almost went over to him to see it, but he turned around and you saw his red irises. Immediately you thought Vampire! and scurried off somewhere else. There was a boy with a small sheet tied around his neck yelling about being a hero. Near him was some blonde boy with big eyebrows talking enthusiastically to his imaginary friends. And on the other side of the room there was some little girl, or maybe it was a boy, skipping around singing about pasta and boots, with some scary blonde child hollering really loud. Everything was loud, and you were starting to get ovThe Letter 'L': Canada x Reader by 666kurai
Cocoa: Canada x ReaderYou knocked on the door of Canada's house, wanting to see your friend. You were a country, quite close to him in both friendship and border proximity. Since your name was kind of formal, he just called you _____. And you had gotten used to calling him Matthew or Mattie. He flung open the door, a hockey stick in hand.Cocoa: Canada x Reader by 666kurai
Your (e/c) eyes widened in fear, "Mattie, it's just me!"
He breathed a sigh of relief, "Sorry, _____." You noticed his clothes were ruffled and creased as he rested the hockey stick against the wall beside him.
"I take it the meeting with the G8 didn't go too well?" you asked, stepping into his house while he shut the door behind you.
Canada nodded his head, "Russia sat on me the whole time!"
"Oh!" you said, wrapping your arms around him in a quick hug, "You poor thing! Did he hurt you?" With your head buried in his Canadian flag sweatshirt, you couldn't see the blush your actions brought to his face.
He hesitantly put a hand on your back, "N-No, I'm fine."
You smiled up a