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ReferenceSheet by ~HetaliaXReader
Headcanon She sat in the fields of her village, the harsh summer sun beating down as she hid her face in her knees, tears streamed down her cheeks. "M-Mom and Dad yelled at me again," she told her best fried Elliot who stood beside her.Headcanon by ~HetaliaXReader
"What'd they say?" he asked
"T-They said that Im a bad girl... T-That a good girl should know how to cook and sew, and that a good girl would never go against her parents, or get a B on a test...that I was no good....useless....." she said between sobs. She was expecting a pitiful look, or something to make her feel better. In truth...she did want SOMEONE to take pity on her....anybody.
"Same here," he said.
"What?" s
My applicationHuman name: Diana De La CruzMy application by ~HetaliaXReader
age: 17
Personality: In real life she is very quiet around normal people save for Demetrius who is more or less her friend. She tends to let a little more of her personality show around him but not too much as it would attract attention. She tends to keep all her emotions pent up behind her smile, and because of this she gets annoyed very easily. Shes got quite a temper once given the chance though she rarely shows it except in front of Demetrius. Though lately the switch between personalities at school and wonderland has been very disorienting for her lately and her shes been acting up alot at school.
She pref
Teacher!America x Student!Reader - Dresscode (ch2) You'd been distracted all day from first period on. Mr. Braginski had almost written you up for being so spacey.Teacher!America x Student!Reader - Dresscode (ch2) by ~ImWiththeUnicorn
And now it was lunch and your heart was hammering and you could hear it in your ears and your stomach fluttered, the sensation almost overwhelming enough to trip you on your way to Mr. Jones's room. You clutched a hand to your stomach upon entering the hallway, hesitating at the closet door. When he'd said to meet him "here" did he mean the closet or the classroom?
You got your answer when Mr. Jones stepped out to close the classroom door. He saw you and smiled, nodding his head toward the room in invitation. You smiled back s
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