(Request) Germany x Suicidal reader by IHasPasta, literature
Literature
(Request) Germany x Suicidal reader
Germany x Suicidal!Reader
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((WARNING. I SUCK AT WRITING GERMANY AND SUICIDAL!ANYONE SO NO ONE KILL ME IF THIS SUCKS ))
____ couldn’t take it anymore....everyone thought they were better than her...She wasn’t that pretty and she knew that, and she wasn’t a genius either. Her best friend Ludwig was the only one who was able to keep her together...but even now she was struggling. The (h/c) was starting to think about things. Bad things. She tried to convince herself that she needed to stop...but these thoughts and feeling became worse and worse.
‘You might as well kill yourself, no one woul
Greece x Depressed!Abused!Child!Reader-A Home by Home7654, literature
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Greece x Depressed!Abused!Child!Reader-A Home
...a guy holding an adorable kitty.
"I guess I get to keep her." He said dreamily as I petted the cat's head.
"Do you have more kitties?" I asked.
"Yes. In Greece there's lots of cats. You can play with them and take naps at ruins of Ancient Greece." He promised, picking me up gently.
"What do I call you?" I questioned, nuzzling against his chest for warmth.
"I am Greece, or Papa." He said as I drifted to sleep.
~GREECE' POV~
I smiled as the little girl snuggled close to my chest, fast asleep.
"Well I can see you two will get along just fine. Take good care of her Greece." England said, waving as I left. Outside it was raining, causin
Red Lines - BTT X Depressed!Reader by Home7654, literature
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Red Lines - BTT X Depressed!Reader
It all began with a single text.
Why don't you die fat ass?!
It was from one of my only friends. She turned on me to become popular. Then more poured in.
Slut.
Retard.
Go die.
Bitch.
Whore.
They slowly got more detailed.
How about you do yourself and the world a favor and slit your throat.
Wassup bitchy? I got an idea! How about you go die under a bridge, kay?
I was just wondering if you might consider loosing weight. You know, so there won't be anymore earthquakes during gym.
They all stung, and the words rang through my head as I dragged a knife against my shoulders, letting the blood drip freely into the sink. I was home alone, because I l
Denmark x Depressed!Reader - Who You Really Are by Calexy, literature
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Denmark x Depressed!Reader - Who You Really Are
Two weeks.
Two weeks since you had stopped texting him every day.
Two weeks since your skin had started to grow paler.
Two weeks since you started to wear baggier clothes than usual.
Two weeks since your voice softened and you didn’t speak as much.
Two weeks since a certain Dane had been worried sick about you. And the list could go on.
Matthias honestly didn’t know what to do. What had caused you to change? Did something happen? He didn’t know. And it was killing him.
Ever since two weeks ago, your behavior had changed. Instead of being the loud, laughable, fun person that yo
Teacher!England x Abused!Student!Reader (Oneshot) by IHasPasta, literature
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Teacher!England x Abused!Student!Reader (Oneshot)
Teacher!England x Abused!Student!reader. (oneshot)
Teach Me How to Love Again
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"..."- speaking
'...'- thoughts
_____- your name
(e/c)- eye color
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(No p.o.v )
No one really noticed her existence. She was shy...quiet. But most of all she was beautiful...or at least Arthur Kirkland thought so. He was her english teacher, but he loved everything about her...her smile, her laugh, the way her (e/c) eyes lit up when she was happy...everything about her amazed him. So when he saw she had a boyfriend, he was upset...then he saw the first bruise that was on her, (skin tone), angel like face, he made him so angry...how dare
China x Bullied!Reader: The New Student (RQ) by AnimeGamer1223, literature
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China x Bullied!Reader: The New Student (RQ)
"I hate this school."
[Name] sighed and rested her head on her right hand. She felt the bandages on her head rub against her palm and she slightly flinched. She looked at the teacher, who was writing learning material on the board. [Name] didn't even bother listening, she already turned in her homework for this lesson. The phone then rang and everyone turned their head to the phone on the teacher's desk. The teacher then walked over to his desk and picked up the phone.
As he did, the whispering in the classroom increased. Everyone whispered to their friends, except for [Name]. She didn't have any, she lost them a long time
England X Bullied!Reader: He Does Exist by AnimeGamer1223, literature
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England X Bullied!Reader: He Does Exist
"Look, there she is!"
"Where's you 'friend' now?"
"He doesn't exist!"
You hear the other students make fun of you and talk bad about you as you walk through the halls of the school. He does exist! Arthur Kirkland talks to me every day! The others just don't see them. You could describe him perfectly! Huge eyebrows, beautiful emerald eyes, messy blonde hair. . . It could go on!
He isn't real, they say. Get a life! You can't get a boyfriend with you looking like that, so you just made one yourself! Those arses.
Screw them! Who needs their crap?!
He is real. . . Right?
( ~~~
Hetalia x Crazy! Reader pt 1 by Mad-Mocha, literature
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Hetalia x Crazy! Reader pt 1
You were staring off into space as the buzz of the lights was the only sound you heard. You sat on your single bed in your white room dressed in your white t-shirt and white pants. You were staring at the same spot you always stared at. All day. All week. All mouth. All Year.
“What’s her story?” a young man’s voice asked looking in the window of your one way locked door.
“That’s ______ ______. She was put in here talking about different people who were named after countries of something like that.” Another male voice said looking in there with the other guy looking at you.
“Really?”
A Cross Necklace - Germany by SaRaH-lAyToN, literature
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A Cross Necklace - Germany
Your fingers padded round, and touched a multitude of objects. Suddenly, they brushed against something cold, and metallic. You closed your hand round it, and pulled it out.
It was a cross necklace.
‘Ohonhon! You have gotten Germany!’ the blonde man laughed.
You looked round for the man, until you realised it was the man holding the hat of stuff.
He coughed sort of nervous way, and placed the hat down, before awkwardly taking you into his arms.
‘Germany, mon ami. Zhat iz not ‘ow you ‘old a little girl!’ The French sounding one moved forward, and arranged you so you were being held more comfortably in his ar
You lay back on your bed, feeling the effects of your country's depression taking their toll on you. Your economy was in shambles, your government was corrupt, your people were suffering, and it was all piling up to make you horribly ill.
But you were a part of the Axis now, and you were doing everything you could to stay strong for them. The depression you could deal with. You could brush it off and smile away the pain, to make your allies not worry about you. Now that you could barely move, you were worried. What if Germany, the unofficial leader of your little group, now saw you as useless and threw you out in the cold? You were determine