AmericaxReader - Dream a Little Dream of Me
A/N: I do not own Hetalia or Alfred :3.
You looked nervously around the large ball room. Almost all of the men there were soldiers, about to go off to the war in Europe. Your brother and father were enlisted, so your family was invited to this party.
Music was playing and some couples were dancing, other families were sitting around tables talking, some were sipping drinks and chatting, and then there was you. You were standing off to the side watching everyone else have fun.
You suddenly heard a commotion on the other side of the room, you saw two men arguing over something and a group started forming around them. As you watched and attempted to listen you noticed a blond-haired man sneak out from under the group and back away from it, all the while sniggering.
He caught you watching him and he smiled and winked at you. You felt your cheeks burn and you quickly looked away.
To busy yourself you straightened out your expensive cocktail dress, and picked at your hair, when sud
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You sighed heavily, and finally decided to put down the stack of papers, yawning as you looked at the clock.
You REALLY hated that American right now. If it wasn't for him, you would have gotten your work finished. He just HAD to distract you. This time, by bringing 'round the newest movie of the (favourite movie series) that hadn't been scedualed to be release for months.
"Damnit America. You jackass..." You hissed angrily, leaning back in your seat and running your overworked fingers through your (h/l) (h/c) hair. There was a knock on your study door. You didn't bother looking as you called over your shoulder,
The door opened and not a second later did the all-too-familiar American accent hit you.
"Yo! (Country name)! Dudette, I've been calling you for-...What's up?" He asked, staring at you as you glared.
Concerned blue locked with frustrated (e/c).
You stood up.
"What's up?" You practically snarled.
"I have to finish, EVERYTHING, by tomorrow
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You sighed. "Alfred, I told you to stop following me around; this is getting ridiculous!" Your face heated with embarrassment.
The blonde-haired man was behind you, trying to keep an eye out for anything that could harm you. It was always like this, and it annoyed you.
But it also hurt you.
Alfred went around and stood in front of you, blocking you from going anywhere. His gaze was trying to hold yours, but you refused, not wanting that type of intimacy.
"I already told you, ___; this is the least that I owe you." A small smile quirked on his lips.
Ah yes; the thing that caused this epitome of an adventure.
One night as you were walking home from the grocery store, two bags full of chocolate, chips, and loads of other junk food, you noticed a man staggering along the sidewalks and streets, a tired way to his stride. You had looked at your watch; it was 3:17 a.m.; hardly the time t
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America x Reader
You plopped down on your couch. You were holding a shampoo bottle in your right hand, and you flicked the cap open with your thumb. You brought it up to your nose, and inhaled the aroma of the liquid inside. You smile. It was a delightful smell. 'Jasmine..' You inhale more of the soft and delicate aroma.
Nobody, and you mean NOBODY, knew about your obsession with shampoo. Not with the shampoo itself, but with the smell. You have whole boxes of different-smelling ones under your bed. Everyday during your freetime, you'd take a bottle from a box, and inhale it for hours. You didn't know if it was bad for your health, but you didn't care. Today, you were sniffing at an Oscar Blandi Jasmine Shampoo.
You never use your shampoo collection for your hair, though. You used them strictly for smelling. Your current favorite was the L'Oreal Blueberry Smoothie shampoo for kids. For your hair, you use the Head an
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July 6, 1964
The sun shined bight in the afternoon sky. A warm breeze played it way through the leaves of the trees. It was the perfect day to be outside, but you had to work. You had gotten a summer job at the café just down the street from where you lived. The extra money was nice, but you really wanted to be out on a day like this.
The café wasn't real busy today, so you busied yourself with wiping down the counter again, humming a happy tune as you did. You didn't really notice the little bell over top of the door ring and a tall young man walk in. He walked up to the counter, set his large duffel bag down with a heavy sigh and took a seat. He picked up a menu and was studying it closely before you looked up at him. One look, and you knew who it was. Alfred Jones,
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It's The Law
"Hey Alfred!" you called as you ran up to your American friend. Not many people realized it but he was the human carnation of the Untied States of America. But more importantly, he was your best friend.
"Hey, [Name]! How's my favourite sidekick today?" he asked as enthusiastic as ever.
"Did you know that it's against the law in Pueblo, Colorado, to raise or permit a dandelion to grow within the city limits?" you asked staring at him with knowing eyes. Alfred had once said something very special and near to your heart about the eyes you were making at him right now. It was something along the lines of, and I quote (ahem): 'HOLYBURGERKINGICANSEEMYDEATHINYOURFREAKINGEYESDUDE!!!!!!'
"Wat?" he said cocking his head adorably.
"Yep and in Marshalltown, Iowa horses are forbidden to eat fire hydrants!"
"Well that's totally understandable," Alfred said nodding his head.
It was your turn to be confused, "Wat?"
"Well think about in a logical sense. If that law wasn't in
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"Of course I can never get a close parking spot " you trailed off in a tired tone, parking your car on the side of the street. Today you had to wake up extra early, and not being a morning person you were in a not so chipper mood. Later in the day you had a regular check-up with your doctor, and being the owner of a Bakery you had finally found some time to squeeze one in. You were fortunate to say your business was a success, but also unfortunate to say that left you busy and under a lot of stress. Especially when it came to the holidays.
You grimaced at the thought as you stepped out of your car. You gave a little noise in response to the cold air that rushed around you, with it becoming fall the air had become to get slightly chilly. The only thing you were wearing right now was your pure white chef coat, the sleeves rolled up to your elbows, matching pants, and your (f/c) converse. You praised yourself though as you remembered to wear a tank
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America x Reader
This Love is Ours
Elevator buttons and morning air
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
But right now, my time is theirs
You sigh. Standing in the middle of a crowded elevator full of people isn't exactly your cup of tea. You'd normally giggle when you see their straight faces, but unfortunately, you're at work, and these people were your superiors. You wouldn't want them to think you were crazy.
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
And the verdict comes from those with nothin' else to do
The jury's out and my choice is you, so...
You were now sitting in your cubicle, typing up a document for a project. You stopped clacking and took a sip of your coffee. You cringed. It tasted cheap, but it was free. And at least, it didn't make you sleep on the job.
Don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shin
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You hate these World Conference Meetings. America is always too disgustingly loud, Italy never finishes talking about food (like pasta), England is always being a sarcastic twit, andgah, you can go on about this forever.
Not to mention that you are, like, one of the smallest countries ever. A small, poor population stuck somewhere in the middle of (continent). Half the world doesn't even realize you exist, and you're sure Google Maps can't even find you. Yet, you're still here, out of the courtesy of these "fine" countries. And while you'd rather be at home, helping with the agriculture to save your starving country, you know you should be here. These meetings can be important. Sometimes.
"Dudes!" Alfred Jones blurts out in the middle of stuffing his mouth with hamburgers and fries. "My hero plan will work!"
"Shut up, you idiotic wanker," Arthur Kirkland snaps. "Now, if we can move on to real business and discuss real plans to help with"
"It will work! Let me show you!
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You were at the video game store, browsing some of the latest releases of your favourites. It had been a very stressful day, and it calmed you down to at least have some time just chilling out by browsing some collections. Your hat was covering the most of your face, and your scarf was disguising the fact that you were here. Your hometown had a bias against girls who played these kinds of games. If you were discovered, your life would be ruined. You saw that happen before, and it was really embarrassing. Honestly, it wasn't bad to play with strategy, armies, and some violence in your opinion. You were getting bored and were about to leave the store when you saw the game that you had been looking for all month. Rushing, you grabbed it when another hand yanked it out of your grip.
"Save this game for a heroic one like me!" the guy
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You kept your head down as you walked down the hall. Desperately you strived to be invisible. However it was just your luck that one person could see you. "Hey bookworm!" Alfred F. Jones of the Awesome Trio.
Walking faster you tried to get to your next class before he caught up to you.
"Bookworm I was talking to you."
"W-what is it?"
"You have my book report?"
You nodded and handed him the slip of paper. "I-I did my best."
He smirked as he read it, "Good work nerd. See ya later. Hey Gil!" Letting out the breath you didn't know you were holding you walked to your class.
"Alfred, mein friend are you coming with us to (club name)?"
"Yea," said Mathias, "I heard that (fake singer name) is going to be there."
Alfred's eyes went wide, "Seriously, (fake singer name)? Dude she is awesome."
"What I wouldn't do to get her in bed," mumbled Gilbert thinking. "She's hot and a great singer."
"Dude, I'm so there," said Alfred. The bell rang and the members of the Awesome Trio went to
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All your life you were never described by the people around you as anything but tom boyish. And in all honesty, you were never really much of the typical girl. When your parents asked you if you wanted to be a ballerina you said no and told them you wanted to play guitar. When your mother wanted to go and get your nails done, you said no and ran outside to play baseball with your friends. Even when you were little you preferred to wrestle with your friends and play cowboys and Indians rather than sit around with Barbie dolls. All your friends were even guys, you got along better with them then you did with girls. But then there was, that one friend. Your best friend.
Alfred F. Jones had been your best friend since early childhood. He lived right at the end of the street and he had been ever since you first met. You t
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"Dude! Summer's here, can you believe it?! We're free!" America yelled, practically bouncing with excitement.
"What I can't believe," You answered, "is that you actually passed your finals."
"HEY!" America whined. "What's that s'posed to mean?"
"You didn't even study."
"Heroes don't have to study." He said, matter-of-factly, steering you towards his dusty pick-up.
"Hero?" The most heroic thing you've ever don is keep my cat from eating my goldfish. And then he did anyway 'cause you forgot to put him back in his bowl." You teased. America started pouting.
"I was six." He protested.
"I'm joking...mostly." You said. "Now, then 'hero', would you mind telling me where we're going?"
"My place." He answered. "You have the honor of co-hosting the most epic end-of-the-school-year party EVER!"
"When did I agree to that?" You demanded as he opened the truck door for you. You jumped easily into the seat and buckled up.
"You're not gonna help?" America asked, the truck bouncing as he hopped in next
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Sittin Out here on the hood of this truck looking up
At a caramel colored sunset sky
Checkin' my watch doin the math in my head
Counting backwards to when you said goodbye
Well those runway lights are gettin' brighter
You were all he wanted. Everything he wanted. Everything he needed. Everything he loved.
And you decided to walk out.
He didn't mean to make you upset, he never meant to blow off all those dates you two had together. He never meant to pick a fight with you.
You and Alfred were a couple. Were a couple. You two had been together for about two years.
A few months ago, Alfred had gotten a new job. You were both happy about it, as you needed the money to pay off the new house you two had gotten together after he proposed to you.
Well, you were happy until that job kept him for being with you.
It was like a tradition, and had been for about a year. Every Friday night, you and Alfred would go out to dinner with each other. An
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Alfred F. Jones, your childish boyfriend, was hanging out at your house, supposedly helping you prepare for the Independence Day party you were having tomorrow. It also happens to be the day of his birth, so you decided to go all out and throw a huge bash to celebrate. You couldn't keep it a secret from Alfred because one: there was a lot of preparing to do and it was too much for you to handle alone; and two: Alfred saw it coming, or more specifically, he couldn't stop talking about the up coming events, weeks before you even begun planning for it.
Now, there you were, in your kitchen kneading cookie dough as Alfred glared at the rain outside the window.
"It's called 'rain,' Alfred. Don't worry too much about it. It'll pass by tomorrow." You reassured him. When you took a quick glance at him, he didn't seem convinced.
"I don't know. That weatherman has a thing for getting the forecast wrong. Remember the hail storm we got last winter?"
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Sitting in your parked, old car with its scratched red paintwork and faulty doors that could fall off of their hinges at any point, you check your mobile phone for the text that your best friend, Alfred F. Jones, had sent you earlier that morning.
He had asked you to meet in front of the local coffee shop at nine, in the morning, claiming that he had something 'totally AWESOME' to show you.
To be honest, you weren't particularly thrilled about being woken up early in the morning to see something that was probably just a new poster for an alien movie.
You had arrived early, so, to kill some time, you gazed out of the front windscreen of your car, surveying the view of the street. There was nothing out of the ordinary, until your eyes found a swarm of girls racing towards something that was just out of view from the windscreen.
Curious, you hopped out of your car and made your way towards the swarm of girls.
Your eyes quickly found what the girls were
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"Uhh " Alfred groaned. "[Name] "
"Yes Alfred?" you asked placing the tray of chicken soup on his bedside table. You were taking care of one of the most powerful countries in the world, your best friend and crush America, or as you knew him, Alfred F. Jones.
"I don't feel so good " Yes one of the strongest countries in the world had a man cold.
"Awww poor Alfie," you cooed to him. "Do you want some chicken soup? It'll help you get rid of this nasty cold." You pushed his bangs out of his face as you tried to coax him to eat. He groaned pitifully in response. You put your hand on his forehead to check his temperature and sighed. It was still hot. "Wait here, okay? I'm going to get a wet cloth."
"Don't go," Alfred said as he held onto the bottom of your shirt. He looked up at you with puppy dog eyes and your heart melted.
"Don't worry," you said giving him a small kiss on the forehead. "I'll just be gone a minute. You can even time me if y
AmericaxReader:MineYou smiled as your eyes fluttered open, you were surrounded by the warmth of your boyfriends arms. You must've fallen asleep on the couch last night watching movies, you rolled over so your face was burried in his chest. He smelled of sweet men's cologne and hamburgers, a smell you would think would be odd, but to you... it was perfect. Everything about the man snuggled against you was perfect... Even his name sounded perfect to you. Alfred F. Jones.AmericaxReader:Mine4 years ago in Romance More Like This
You had been living together for about two months now, after dating for about a year. You remembered when your first met...
~~~~~~~~~~~~le flash back~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You were both going college, at the same university no less, and you went out to a diner alone. Nothing fancy, just a small sit down burger joint, and your waitor was a cute guy with sandy blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes, he was stunning. You ordered a cheese burger with mayo, onions and lettuce, a crazy combo your frien
America x Reader: On That DayAmerica x Reader: On That Day3 years ago in Romance More Like This
On that day, together, we waved the flag. A flag to honor all those who have died, all of those injured, and all those who will die, keeping the United States of America great.
My hands rubbed on his crisp, new uniform. Alfred was going away. Going to serve in the war against the Nazis. I held back my tears, if Alfred saw them he might think I didn't believe that he would come back home.
"Please don't be sad ____. I'll be back in no time. It's just that we need all the help we can get. Any able-bodied man's help is needed." Alfred said, attempting to ease my sadness. He failed at this, and only managed to make me more angry at our country.
"I don't want to hear it anymore Alfred. You've only said it millions of times. I understand you wanting to serve your country, but there is always the chance that you won't...come back." I stated, looking at our feet.
Alfred held in a breath for a moment "I will come
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"Dudette I told you.If you play with this weather you were going to be sick but uh-uh you didn't listen the hero..."
Alfred said and carried you to home piggystyle
"ACHU!" 'Again...Ow...I hate being sick and causing problems...'"ACHU!"'Especially causing trouble to Mr.Alfred
When you arrived home.Alfred leave you on his bed.
"(name) maybe you catch a cold...but your cheeks are kinda red let me see"He presses his forehead against yours
"...Yup!You have fever too!"Then he goes towards the kitchen"I'm going to make you tea...Since when I was little and I
was living with Arthur he always made me tea when I got sick"
'...When he left me I feel my cheeks even more red...
Past an ahour after he promised to bring you someday the tea...
"Achu" 'Oh God I am bored of waiting him...
So you stand up of the bed and went to the kitchen just to find an American sleeping on the sofa...You just giggled and
went to the room.You take a cover and a pillow and wen
America x Reader- The DilemmaAmerica x Reader- The Dilemma3 years ago in Romance More Like This
America x Reader
A bead of sweat rolled down Alfred's head. He was trying to figure it out, but couldn't. Which decision was he supposed to pick? ______ had asked him to answer such a difficult question. It was impossible. Just impossible. But for the sake of his girlfriend, Alfred searched every nook and cranny in his brain, looking for an answer to the question. ______ waited patiently for an answer.
She looked at her boyfriend's cerulean eyes with her own (e/c) eyes. She gave him a pleading look that said, "Please.. Answer the question.."
Alfred shot her an apologetic glance. Then he started to open his mouth, only to close it again. He bit his lower lip. Will he regret saying it? He thinks he's found the answer, but if he was wrong? His glasses slid down. He pushed it back up on the curve of the bridge of his nose.
It slid down again.
His palms were sweaty. He was nervous, but he wanted to answer ______'s question. Trembling, he finally speaks up.
"I-I choose McDonalds.
Heat Waves *AmericaxReader*"Hey, dude! What're you doing today!?"Heat Waves *AmericaxReader*3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You looked up from your phone with your (e/c) eyes, seeing your best friend Alfred F. Jones barge into your room. His light brown hair was slightly messy, an odd little curl standing straight off his head like usual. He was grinning like a maniac, his deep blue eyes sparkling. He wore a blue shirt and brown shorts, a bit sweaty from the heat outside. His glasses kept sliding down his nose slightly, showing just how much he was sweating. He had just slammed your door into your wall, the doorknob going into the hole already in the wall from years of him doing just that. You were used to this, though, so you just looked back to you phone. "I dunno, Al. Why didn't you just text me?"
"Because, (Name), I have a surprise! You said you've been bored, right!?"
You glanced up to see the grin still on Al's face. You immediantly got a bit suspicious. "... yeah, I did. So?"
"So, I have a surprise!" he repeated, plopping down beside you on your bed. He took his
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"Hey, hey (y/n)." A voice said from the seat behind you. You knew that voice. It was Alfred's. Why was he speaking to you? The two of you were far from friends.
"What?" You asked, without turning to look at him. You just wanted to focus on your notes.
"Can I borrow your notes after class? I suck at math." He said, and you finally turned around and gave him a reproachful look. You knew he was terrible at math. That didn't mean you had to help him.
You sighed, shaking your head and turned back to face the board. It was only the beginning of class, he still had time to take his own notes if he wanted to. Besides, it was the last class of the day, he could always take his books home and read the chapter your class had gone over today. You rolled your eyes. Yeah, if he wanted to.
You didn't know Alfred too well, but you could tell he exactly the kind of guy to go home and study.
You were surprised when he approached you as you were packing your things in y
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"H-hey, just leave me alone you guys," you try to say with defiance. Instead, it ends up coming out like a pathetic whimper.
The group around you consists of shaggy-haired boy with dark eyes, a boy with cropped black hair and a sneering look on his face, a blonde-haired girl with a smirk on her face, and a nerdy-looking prissy-pants guy. They just laugh and close in around the bench you're sitting on.
"Hahaha! What, did we interrupt your imagining?" the shaggy-haired one laughs.
"N-no... What do you mean?" you ask nervously.
They all just laugh. "We know what you like to do for fun (Name)," the blonde-haired girl sneers.
"Yeah," one of the boys snickers. "Love imaginary characters, huh? I bet you have fantasies about them alllll the time...."
They all laugh again, and, just as on
Father!AmericaxMother!Reader - New HopeAlfred watched, his heart racing, as the C-section was preformed. He was going to be a father, but something had gone horridly horridly wrong. He wasn't allowed inside due to some medical reason, not even with [name]'s permission. He held the teddy bear in his hands, squeezing it for comfort.Father!AmericaxMother!Reader - New Hope3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Please...let the baby live. And [name] too." He thought, seeing a frightening amount of blood between a pair of bodies that were the doctors. His mind raced with a thousand thoughts, [name]'s well-being being one of them.
"Mister Jones?" Alfred's head shot up, his eyes wide with panic. "[Name]'s okay...but the baby...has passed on." The news shattered Alfred's heart.
"Can I see her?" He asked, standing up. The nurse nodded and led him to [name]'s room, 122b. When the door was opened, he saw [name] sitting on the bed, staring out the window. "Hey, [nickname]?" He asked. She turned to him, her eyes glazed with grief.
"You got the news didn't you?" She whispered.
"Yeah, I did." He pulled