Sungirl666

Baby!Disney/Non-Disney CharactersXReader : Prologue The night was pretty stormy around your small town as you were staring out the window from your small appartment. Suddenly, a loud lightning lighted the sky for a brief second, followed by a thunder.  The wind was blowing so loud you could almost perfectly hear it even from inside, then, quite suprizingly, the storm suddenly died down. As the wind slowly chazed the dark clouds, you thought you saw something flying from it. Could it be...A stork? In your country? You always thought they were only in Europe. And even more strange, the stork seemed to carry a small bundle...One, two, three, fo

The next day, your friends invited you to go out to your favourite lunch place. Luckily , summer had just started and you were finally done with schoolwork for a good two months. And so, you put on something simple, but nice : a (insert color) shirt with *if you are a girl * (insert color)  frilly skirt *if you are a boy* (insert color) jeans.  You then packed some things in a bag and got out. You soon reach the familiar busy street with shops and snacks you usually go to when you have free time. ‘_____________!’ You hear one of your friend calls you  then tapped on a table they had reserved just for you and your gang. All of you

Greece sighed as he walked back and forth, holding Japan in his arms...Out of all the persons who could have taken care of him, why did they choose him? And all of that, because of England. To make it a short story, Britain had invited Japan over for some witchcraft practice, and he had attempted to use his newly-acquired power of hypnosis on him...Unfortunately, as soon as Japan was in a trance and commanded to become a baby...England couldn't make him snap out of it....no matter what he did...And so, while panicked Japan's boss urged and threatened the blond to find a solution as quickly as possible, the other nations realized that they co

 _______ = Name (h/c) = hair color (e/c) = eyes color ________ rocked his first child, nice little one peaceful and cute boy. Allistor did not cry and he did not laugh either, he remained trembling between the arms of her mother Allistor breathed slowly, his soft hardly opened green eyes. ________ sang Twinkle Twinkle Little Star for her son. The woman with the (h/c) hair liked nothing more than her sweet son. ____ caressed the auburn hair of Allistor. The house became silent that ______ stopped singing. Allistor was the sense of _____'s life, so beautiful, if innocent nothing could separate them. Alice put Allistor in his cradle. _____ K

Lukas was settled quite happily on the couch, ankles crossed, book in hand. It was dark out, Emil in bed, and Matthias outside cleaning off his ax. The thing wasn't allowed in the house- per order of Norway- when it was filthy, and Matthias was too stubborn to wait another day. Sure, he could have waited, but that wasn't how he did things- so it was dinner (stew) then right outside to care for the weapons, light or lack thereof be damned. Not that Lukas minded, but sometimes their current setup felt like a convoluted game of house- mommy watching the baby while daddy went out and hunted (or whatever it was Matthias did). But that was whatever

You sighed as you walked into the living room. You have just finished cleaning your whole house and you were proud. (Not to mention, tired and hungry) You sat on your green sofa and picked up a book you had recently bought. It was a very interesting book with serial killers and more. The mahogany door slammed open, jerking you out of your fantasies. You looked over to see your two sons walk into the house. Feliciano, the youngest, was humming as he walked over to you. Lovino, the oldest, was scowling at the floor. "Hello, boys. How was school? " You asked. Lovino grunted and walked upstairs to his room. Feliciano walked up to you and pecked

You hummed to yourself as you prepared a snack. Your son Ivan would be coming home from school soon and you were continuing your tradition of after school snack time. Today it was peanut butter and apple slices, the perfect meal for a first grader. You heard the front door open and close. “Ivan, sweetie. Is that you?” you called out. You heard footsteps hurry through the house, and your darling son ran into the kitchen with tears in his eyes. Immediately you got you your knees and opened your arms. Ivan ran into them and buried his face in your shoulder. You stroked his hair, making shushing noises. “What wrong, Ivan?&rdq

"Mutti!!!" Ludwig's loud cry from the other room woke you from your sleep as you jolted awake. Groaning softly, you rubbed your eyes, sitting up in your bed. Sliding out of your bed, you slipped on your slippers as you made your way to the room next to yours. Flicking on the lamp,  you rubbed your eyes once more before picking up the small child in his bed. "Mutti.." Ludwig cried softly, burying his face in your neck. Rubbing his back gently, you bounced side to side gently. "What's the matter big guy?"  You cooed sweetly as he sniffled, burying his face in your neck. "Take that as a yes.." You mumbled, a blush growing on Ludwig's face fro

Warning: Hetalia Omutsu (diaper wetting); don’t like, don’t read. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Italy time to get up.” Germany spoke, as he gently shook the sleeping nation. His eyes slowly fluttered opened to greet the person that woke him. “Good morning, Germany.” Italy smiled, before sitting up and stretching. “How did you do?” “Hm?” Italy checked himself to find his diaper dry. “I made it through the night!” “Good job!” Germany encour

"Italy! Idiota! It's stuck again! Dammit!" "C-Calm down, R-Romano! We really need to call (Y/N). She can solve this problem. It's the only way!" "Tch. Fine! Alright, we better call her right now! Hurry, it's starting to hurt if we keep moving around like this" And there they go again. Italy and Romano's curl is tangled once again. They couldn't find anyone familiar nearby their home but instead, they decided to call you for help. They knew that you are coming to visit just to see the Italian brothers and having another sleepover with them. Italy and Romano had to walk carefully, not to fast and not to rough so they wouldn't get hurt again