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Hero :-:America x Reader:-:
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Hey, (y_n) you're always smiling and laughing. Walking together hand in hand, sharing our warmth with one another through this small affectionate way of showing our love for one another. Braving the terrors of horror movies with me, screaming when I scream, my fingers slowly becoming numb, but who cares?
I'm just happy that you're here with me, the same scenes scaring you as well. Trying your best not to jump when creatures of the undead jumped out of nowhere, clutching the fabric of my sleeve almost as if it were a lifeline, I couldn't help but laugh and call you cute earning a swift punch to my shoulder only making me laugh harder.
Preparing meals with all of the love your heart could muster. Though I love my fast food, and soft drinks but a homemade meal by (y_n)…not even fast food could hold a candle to it. Calling me your hero when I come to your rescue, saving you from small things, such as catching a falling glass plate, to helping you with shopping to the big things such as saving you from bullies or co-workers who refuse to stop hitting on you.
But (y_n)…what would you do if I were to call you my hero?
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Hey, (y_n) you're always smiling and laughing. Walking together hand in hand, sharing our warmth with one another through this small affectionate way of showing our love for one another. Braving the terrors of horror movies with me, screaming when I scream, my fingers slowly becoming numb, but who cares?
I'm just happy that you're here with me, the same scenes scaring you as well. Trying your best not to jump when creatures of the undead jumped out of nowhere, clutching the fabric of my sleeve almost as if it were a lifeline, I couldn't help but laugh and call you cute earning a swift punch to my shoulder only making me laugh harder.
Preparing meals with all of the love your heart could muster. Though I love my fast food, and soft drinks but a homemade meal by (y_n)…not even fast food could hold a candle to it. Calling me your hero when I come to your rescue, saving you from small things, such as catching a falling glass plate, to helping you with shopping to the big things such as saving you from bullies or co-workers who refuse to stop hitting on you.
But (y_n)…what would you do if I were to call you my hero?
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America x Reader - A Hero?
It was late into the night, and Alfred was sitting on his couch, staring at the ceiling. In fact, that's what he had been doing ever since he woke up, not even moving an inch. People would try to get in to help him, but he ignored all of them, not even sparing a glance in their direction.
In fact, all he could think about was what had happened starting from 2 days ago…
~~~Flashback~~~
"Um Alfred? I have something to tell you…" you mumbled a little, twiddling your thumbs and looking down at the floor, blushing.
"Yeah (Name)? What is it?" he questioned, noticing that you were acting differently then usual.
"Well, I-I like- no
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AmericaxReader Hero
An odd type of quite hushed over the large crowd. Inside the busy American club, someone was about to perform. I'd come here tonight to try and take my mind off of the awful break-up between me and a certain foul-mouthed Italian boy. My friend Feliks* had convinced me to stop moping, put on the sexiest outfit in the world, and go party with the hottest men I could find to take my mind off of everything. Of course, I was now wearing said new clothes. I had on an American flag corset, red mini skirt, silver stud earrings, and black stiletto boots that stopped right below my knees. My hair had been let down and messy. The band members on stage t
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:.AmericaxReader.: Hero
The evening starts off with you sitting at your boyfriends house in his room, casually glancing into his collection of comics and video game magzines. You have taken quite an interest in them ever since you and your boyfriend, cheeky America, have been going out. You always saw America as your hero or heroine. He is always there for you. Even though he can be a bit slang with his choice of words, you still love him nonetheless.
The comic you were currently glancing at certainly caught you eye in appeal, so you take it from the stack and onto your lap. You open the front cover and look down on the first few panels. It starts out with a youn
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