Aomine x Reader LEMON

mini to long scenarios on our beautiful babies from shingeki no kyojin :) requests are open <3 *they are usually with the reader being a female, but if you're a male you can happily replace the she's, her's, etc as he's, his, etc or request for a character x a male reader :)*

(DISCONTINUED) This is my own collection of Kuroko no Basket x Reader One shots. Yes, these are the products of my wild imagination lol. (Also, I know I have a lot of typos and grammatical errors so I'll try to fix them whenever I have a spare time) Hope y'all enjoy reading~ - rainyteary / Jam

This is how I show love to fictional basketball players without armpit hair © Ruko Izumi | 2014 - 2015

Under serious editing

The American Revolution was brutal. Blood was shed left and right. The boy Arthur used to know was now as strong as he, and he could do nothing about it. Once the battle was won, Alfred had declaired himself as America. As he went off, leaving Britain behind, he constantly looked back. He would remember the fun times they had together; the laughs they shared with so much passion and heart. But those days were nothing now. America needed to create his own happy memories within his own Nation. Ever since that dark day, something dark festered within Alfred. Years and years went by and he tried desperately to surpress the evil, hiding it with a smile around his friends. As Alfred looked in the mirror, the only thing he could see was that aura of evil, which seemed to have formed into a humanization. As he observed it closer, he noticed the apperition looked exactly like him, but with a darker hint. Alfred was terrified and tried to run. But the other was just as fast. He glared at the Real America with scarlet eyes, his dark brown hair wavering in front of his face. As the imposter smiled, a single tooth had been missing. The bomber-jacket wardrobe and denum jeans remained the same, but the attitude differed completely. It wasn't long before the second Alfred had changed things. He kept the first Alfred in fear, threatening him constantly with his nail-embedded baseball bat; which had been blood-stained over time from innocent victims. And through those harsh years, Alfred learned-from Italy-about his other being. And Italy said: "They are called 2Ps; Second Players. They are the evil and mean versions of us, and they call us 1Ps; First Players". From that day forward, Allen, Alfred's 2P, had run his life like a dictator. But what was life like from the 2P's point of view?

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia. Hetalia goes to Hidekaz Himaruya ©. Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use I also do not own the pictures used for the book tittle. If you are the artist(s) of any of the photo(s) used and do not want it to be broadcasted/advertised on here, I'd be more than willing to take it down. -- Hey there :D Basically this is just going to be Country x Reader, for it be a lemon or baby daddy, I accept all kinds of request. Thank you ^^ P.S: If my English doesn't make sense, forgive me! English is not my first language that I learned.

You used to live a life of pain and sadness. One day when you ran away for your life you where saved by the Allies and the Axis. But will things get better or will they get worse?

Cake, muffins, scones, whatever sweet treat he had couldn't hold a candle to you. [Lemon] All characters are 18+