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Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 2Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 210 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sulked back home after getting a fairly angry call from your mother. You had your jacket over your shoulder, as you enter your house. And of course, your warden was standing there, arms folded over her chest and glaring at you.
"What time is it?" She asked in a growl.
"Jeez mom, you asked me that 20 minutes ago." You rolled your eyes, attempting to walk past her but she steps in your path. You let out a frustrated sigh. "Look, I'm sorry mom, I lost track of time when-"
"When what?" Your mother spats, cutting you off.
You glare at her, knowing she was suspicious of your activities. You growl, staring her down with your (e/c) eyes. "Whe
Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 3Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 310 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
England and your mother sat in the kitchen, enjoying tea and some small snack, your mother glancing at the clock, frustration was obvious on her face.
"That daughter of mine, where is she?" You mother grumbles, gulping down the tea. England shifts in his seat uncomfortably. He had tried to calm her down for an hour but he had realized it was useless. All he could do now was drink his tea and pray you come back soon.
"Oh! I need to clear out a room for you! Wouldn't be proper to have you in the same room as my daughter, even if you are a robot." She said, getting up and heading up the stairs. England puts down his tea and follows your mother
Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 4Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 49 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You're not really going to make me clean my room are you?" You grumbled as you entered you room. You turn and sit on your bed, folding your arms over your chest.
"Just a quick tidying up, that's all. It's not too bad right now, I guess..." He glances around the room and starts to pick some things up from the floor.
You jump up and slap a few things from his hands. "Hey!" You barked, placing your hands on your waist. "Don't touch my stuff! You'll put them in weird places or something!"
England scoffs and stands up straight, glaring into your (e/c) eyes with his emerald ones. "That was uncalled for! I was just trying to help!"
"I didn't as
Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 1Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 19 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Which one would you like?" You father asked you, pacing behind you with a magazine. He was listing off types of Hetaloids that you could get since they thought you would like a sort of "play mate" since you were an only child and constantly moving around. Your family had just moved into this new home a few days ago. You didn't mind it too much though, you were content with online interactions instead of actual face to face, it gets tiring having to deal with people.
You were on the couch, playing some video games on your computer as he paced back and forth. You sighed and just replied, "Any, I really don't care. I'm fine with none as well,
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 1Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 110 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Happy birthday, _____!" Your friends cheered as you flipped on the lights. You jump a little, startled by the surprise. You smile as everyone scramble out of their hiding spots to greet you. You were known for being a very shy person but thanks to your friends, you've been starting to grow out of your shell.
One of your friends came out of the kitchen with a decent sized cake, candles decorating the top. They were followed by a Japan Hetaloid wearing an apron, which made you a little jealous. Many of your friends had Hetaloids but you never had time for one, though to be honest you could never decide on who you would buy. Japan Hetaloids se
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 5Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 510 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You scream as you dash for the bathroom but was intercepted halfway there but the menacing looking America, his red eyes glowed in the darkness. He grabs your wrist in one hand and lifts you into the air with ease, his cold crimson eyes drilling into you. You stare back at them, whimpering from the pain. You notice that he had a wound in his chest, like a knife stab.
'Malfunction...' You told yourself. 'The fight must have damaged something.' You snap out of it when America throws you down on the ground, looming over you. You stare up at him, tears streaming down your cheeks. "A-America..." You whimper, trying to crawl back and away from hi
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 6Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 610 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
America entered the passenger's side of the car, grinning but once he sat down, his bright expression disappeared and he just stared straight ahead. Your friend was already in the car and they just sighed, starting the engine.
"Don't worry, I'm sure _____ will be fine. She just needs some time to herself." America didn't respond and just looks down at his feet. Your friend slaps him on the shoulder before forcing a laugh. "She'll be begging for her precious little Hetaloid in no time! I mean, you were her best present!"
America forced a soft laugh, smiling sadly. "Yeah. It's not like she's giving me away..." He seemed to get gloomy as he th
Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 5Hetaloid!EnglandXPopular!Reader part 59 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You had collected the attire you would wear to the festival but then another T-shirt caught your eye.
"When did I have this?" You picked up the dark blue T-shirt, a British flag painted on it. You smile a little and slip it on quickly to see if it would fit. It was perfect. "Well, I think I'll wear this one." You giggled softly and changed back into your previous shirt. You wanted to take a shower before going. You hid the British shirt under the skirt you had chosen and left the room.
As you opened the door, you felt it run into something part way. You heard a soft grumble as England moved away from the door. "Were you waiting for me?" Yo
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 7Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 710 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You wait patiently on the couch for the employee from the Hetaloid Corp. to arrive. To twirl your thumbs around as you nervously glance from the front door to the clock. Just a few more minutes now.
You jumped from your seat as someone knocked on the door and scrambled over to it quickly. You threw the door open, to the guest's surprise. There stood a woman around your age with black hair tied in a loose bun. Her clothing were very plain, a simple T-shirt and jeans with holes. Her dark brown eyes were wide in surprise from the door opening so hastily but she calms herself, coughing and pushing up her glasses.
"Is this Miss _____'s house?" S
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 8Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 810 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ash took occasional wrong turns due to your lack of confidence to speak up but eventually you arrive at your friend's house. You both get out of the car and you lead the way to the front door, Ash takes out a small toolbox from the back seat and carries it with her. You glance back at Ash, who smile and simply nods. You turn back forward and take a deep breath, closing your eyes. You felt nervous seeing America again, even though it's been only a little less than a day. You raise your fist up to knock on the door, your eyes still glued shut but you heard the door swing open.
Your eyes open and travel up to meet bright blue eyes. Your eyes w
Hetaloid!CanadaXTsundere!Reader part 1Hetaloid!CanadaXTsundere!Reader part 110 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"-and so I got her an America Hetaloid." One of your friends said over lunch at a cafe. You were quietly munching on your food, barely listening to your friend as she goes on about something to do with her other friends. She barely touched her food as she just continued about her friend that recently got an America Hetaloid, so you decided that means her food is up for grabs.
You quickly reach over and stab one of her chicken pieces. "Hey!" She protested but didn't stop you as you quickly put ate it.
"What, you were too slow." You stated, continuing to eat your own food.
You friend mumbles, now starting to eat her food. You both finish you
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 9Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 910 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The first few minutes on your walk back home were in an awkward silence, hand in hand and both of you were looking in different directions. As it began to get darker, you couldn't help but shiver at the thought of monsters or other creatures of the night, including thugs.
America noticed you were walking closer to him, shivering. He blushes a little but grins and wraps his arm around your shoulder. "Never fear, _____! The Hero is here!" He cheers, laughing his triumphant signature laugh. He grabs a stick from the ground and swings it in front of him, laughing, "I'll defend you with my mighty stick!" He swings it one final time, hitting some
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 2Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 210 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The party continued, most of the attention was turned to the newly awakened Hetaloid but you didn't mind. You were really happy that everyone was laughing and having a blast, forgetting that the America Hetaloid is staying even when the party is finished...
America was very disappointed when he found out there were no video games in your house and pouted on the couch, folding his arms across his chest. That was, until someone brought him a piece of cake. He perked up instantly and finished it off quickly. He returned to his cheerful self, laughing and showing off to your friends. When your friends were talking with you, America's attention w
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 4Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 410 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"And then, Superman flies down and-" America was going on about what he just read in your brother's comic books, reenacting as best he could, using whatever was around, including climbing on tables and chair, even after you told him not to.
You zone in and out of conversation as you skimmed through the manual for the America Hetaloid that your friend remembered to leave you. You take note of his gluttony and his low confidence in his weight. You read through what Hetaloids he could interact with and which he cannot. Luckily you did not know anyone with a Russia Hetaloid. 'He likes Comic books and video games... Luckily brother left all his c
Hetaloid!S.ItalyXModel!Reader part 1Hetaloid!S.ItalyXModel!Reader part 19 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"OK! _____, can you turn more this way? Perfect!" The photographer said as he began to take a flurry of pictures. You smile as you continued to work, making to sure the camera man can get good photos. Since today's photo shoot had "Innocence" as the theme you made your best efforts to seem pure and taint-free, which you did perfectly. The camera loved you as you twirled and tilted your head, making sure to give your best smile.
"That's it! Thank you very much, ____!" You smiled and nodded, thanking the crew and director before following your manager to the dressing room.
"She's such an angel." One of the crew members said as you left. You c
Hetaloid!CanadaXTsundere!Reader part 2Hetaloid!CanadaXTsundere!Reader part 210 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
A day goes by and as you are eating your breakfast as you make it in the kitchen, you hear a knock on the door. You wipe your hands off and hurry to the door, your cat following behind curiously.
You open the door to a delivery man. He parked his van, with the letters "Hetaloid Corp." on the side in your driveway. He held out a clipboard to you. "Hetaloid delivery, is this Ms.______'s home?" you nod a little in response. "Please sign here ma'am."
As you sign the sheet, the man goes to his van and sets up a ramp, unfolding a portable pulley. You watch as he unloads a large box, a smaller package placed on top, and carries it onto the doorway
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 3Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 310 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You jog up to the entrance of your brother's old room and peek in. America was on the Star Wars bed, a pile of super hero comic books with him. He was furiously reading through one as he notices you and happily grins at you like a little kid in a candy store.
"Dude! This is paradise! Your brother is awesome! This room is perfect! You sure he isn't going to use it anymore?" He asked you, continuing to read the comic book.
You nod, smiling a little. It was adorable how excited he was about your brother's old comic books. "My brother moved away a few years ago to attend a college." You reply, looking around the room in nostalgia. Your parents
Hetaloid!JapanXFriendly!Reader part 1Hetaloid!JapanXFriendly!Reader part 110 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"See you later!" You wave to your friend as you begin your short trek home from her house.
"Be careful!" She called back from the front of her house. She then said something in Japanese that you believed was the equivalent to what she had just said in English.
Your friend was a quarter American, her father being half, and she lived half her life in Japan. She kept almost a flawless "perfect Japanese" mask but you knew all the cracks. She was a huge trouble maker and loved being in America, though she will never admit it. You have a feeling all her cracks in her mask were your fault but oh well, that made her more interesting.
You wrap your
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 10Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 1010 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of birds chirping outside travel to your ears as you slowly stirred. You slowly open your eyes, the room was fairly dark. You glance at the window, the curtains blocking the harsh morning light from entering the room. You blink a few times, taking in your surroundings. The science fiction wall paper, comic book hero posters, action figures decorating the room. This was your brother's room.
You felt a heavy arm around your waist as you tried to sit up. You squeak softly as your head quickly looks at your sleeping companion. America sleeping calmly next to you, his dirty blonde hair a complete mess. He was clinging to you with one ar
Hetaloid!EnglandXShy!Reader-Part 1Hetaloid!EnglandXShy!Reader-Part 110 months ago in Romance More Like This
You eyed the stepping stool before stepping up to the top and peering inside the box. The only thing you saw was a full head of hair before you let out a quiet squeal and jolted backwards on the stepping stool.
"Eep!" you cried weakly as you fell backwards, your back hitting the ground mercilessly.
"Oh my gosh, ____! Are you okay?" (Friend #1) asked.
"Y-Yes, I'm fine." you said as you stood up and dusted yourself off. You climbed up the three-step-stool again and peeked inside yet again.
"Try not to fall off this time." (Friend #2) laughed a bit.
You giggled, "I won't."
As you looked down, you saw a head of blonde shaggy hair and smiled
Hetaloid!JapanXFriendly!Reader part 2Hetaloid!JapanXFriendly!Reader part 29 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You reach your home with the wounded Hetaloid. "Hang on a minute." You said to him as you helped lean against the side of the house, taking out your keys from your pocket. Kiku watches as you unlock the 2 different locks before opening the door and helping him inside. You quickly close the door, locking it, before leading Kiku to the couch.
You let your breath escape you as you stood up straight, looking him over. He wasn't too heavy but helping him for a certain amount of distance can be tiring.
He noticed you staring at him and blushes, lowering his head. "I-I am sorry for being in such a pathetic state…" He apologized, nodding his h
Hetaloid!CanadaXTsundere!Reader part 3Hetaloid!CanadaXTsundere!Reader part 310 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I don't have an extra room so you'll be staying in my room but you're sleeping on the floor!" You said, entering your room. It was a little plain for now but you were planning on decorating it soon enough. "Got it?" You turn, a stern look on your face but your eyes quickly widen as you notice no one behind you. "H-hey! America- I mean- Canada!" You called out, looking around.
"I'm right here..." A soft voice said from beside you. You jump as you notice the timid blonde next to you, still clinging to the plush bear.
"O-oh..." You blush a deep red before growling in embarrassment. "W-well, don't just disappear all of a sudden!" You said, tur
Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 2Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 29 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sat in your room, (color) laptop on your (color) bedsheets in front of you. You sat criss-cross on your bed and lazily stared out your window. You noticed a car pull up to your neighbor's house. You've seen that car before. It would come drop your neighbor off but always leave. Now that you think about it, you may have heard she was a popular model. She definitely looked that part.
You can hear your parents downstairs, obviously preparing something. You took a guess and believed that they had picked a Hetaloid and were setting a place up for the newcomer.
You were interested in who that had gotten you. You were up-to-date with this huge
Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 3Hetaloid!PrussiaXNerd!Reader part 39 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were looking looking up some classes you would like to take when you get back to school when a commotion erupted from outside. You get off your bed and quickly reach the window, peering out.
Your father and an unknown man was huddled around a box, trying to get it opened. You watched curiously as it finally opened, out coming a very angry brunette Hetaloid, one which you recognized from your "research" as South Italy or Romano.
There seemed to be some exchange of words and eventually Romano quickly scurried away from your father, obviously intimidated by him. You found this a little funny, knowing the more gentle side of your dad.
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