FrancexReader: Alive It felt hollow when you danced now. Just emptiness as you twirled and plié in practice. You could hardly hold form anymore, usually stumbling as you repeated the basics after practice. You could barely dance en pointe without stumbling. No matter how hard you tried, you lost the spark that made you enjoy dancing in the first place.
In frustration, you came home and threw your worn pointe shoes to the corner with tears ready to spill from anger. Your passion had vanished until there was nothing left for you to work towards.
Not even caring, you took the nearest thing to you and chucked it at the wall. A vase with an assortment of beautiful flowers crashed into small pieces in front of you, the water dripping down the walls.
You continued this, grabbing anything that broke and several times, accidentally cut your hands with broken shards of glass. When your senses regained, you stared at the mess for a long time before noticing the red liquid dripping fro
FrancexReader: There is no Pain Knocking on the door, you waited patiently outside the ginormous home just examining the white around you. The paint was old and chipping slightly around the edges of the door and there were cracks in the cement below your feet.FrancexReader: There is no Pain10 months ago in Romance More Like This
One of the maids opened the door, smiling when she saw you standing there staring blankly towards your feet. "Mademoiselle _____________. 'ow are you today?"
"Bonjour Madame Picot. Is Francis home?"
Her face fell suddenly, as if you were here for other means of business. "I'm sorry, but Monsieur François doesn't want to see anyone at ze moment."
"Please let me see him," you nearly pleaded. "He's been off and I know it. He refused to even talk during the last word meeting and I'm getting really worried about him."
"I'm sorry, but I'm just following 'is orders." She replied softly, brushing some of her long, light brown hair from her face. "If you'll excuse-"
"Madame Evony!" Someone cried from another part of the h
FrancexTsundere!Reader For the fifth time since this meeting began, France's glance moved over towards you. There you were, across the table with a board look on your face with your chins in the palms hands and both elbows on the table. ''ow adorable is she?' He questioned in his mind with a smile.FrancexTsundere!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Ripping off a piece of his notepaper, he scribbled down a few words and crumpled up the small loose leaf corner and glanced up at Germany who was currently droning on about European economy or something like that. The second his head turned away, France tossed the paper to you.
As soon as you saw the crumpled up piece of white land in front of your eyes, you rolled them. Your (e/c) eyes were brought up, meeting with a rather flirtatious pair of blue ones staring expectantly towards you.
A low growl came out just looking at the man, even before you read whatever was written on the paper. Unfolding it, you read the note:
Would you like me to walk you home? I would hate to see th
ChinaxReader: Confusing Peace A warm presence surrounded you when you awoke. Not warm like the fires in your village the night before but a soft, gentle warmth. You attempted to move your body to figure out what blanketed over it only for searing pain to shoot through your muscles.ChinaxReader: Confusing Peace1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You allowed your (e/c) eyes to flutter open. The sight that beheld you nearly took your breath away. Around you, everything was seemingly decorated in gold and ivory, sheets draped over you made with the finest silks, dyed the deepest if reds and sewn with the goldest of threads. Around the big bed you lay in, lightly tinted, red, translucent curtains hung.
Bringing your arms up over the bed, you felt as if you had single-handedly plowed 10 fields by yourself, aches in your shoulders and arms. A pained groan escaped your lips as it began to ebb.
"You're awake aru..." A soft, feminine voice spoke out beside you. "How do you feel...?"
A young man brushed aside the curtains, revealing a soft, gentle face w
FrancexReader: Topping the Tower You watched as the distance between you and the ground slowly increased. Gripping onto your boyfriend Francis' hand, you tried to keep your nerves settled.FrancexReader: Topping the Tower1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Looking towards him, your (e/c) eyes met with his sparkling blue ones. Seeing his calm gaze on you, your nerves relaxed. "Francis...are we even allowed to be going up here...? I mean, it's Christmas Eve night and no one else is allowed-"
He pressed his fingers gently to your lips, silencing you with ease. "Don't worry mon ami. I 'ave special...privileges which allow us up 'ere. Don't worry so much. Enjoy ze view!"
Pressing your face to the glass, you could see snow gently falling to the ground and the whole city of Paris lit up for the Christian holiday. A smile came on your lips, your hand finding Francis' and gripping it softly. "It's beautiful up here..."
"See. Trust me sometimes ____________. I would not let you up 'ere if we weren't allowed." He said, lifting your hand up and pecking it gently,"I understand ze rules. I jus
PrussiaxReader: Dive The water felt cool as it enveloped your body. You didn't try to fight it. You couldn't swim. Struggling would just waste your energy faster. Whoever pushed you off the edge must've been feeling really good about themselves now.PrussiaxReader: Dive1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Here's the story: you got a letter in the mail that was seemly written by your best friend and long-time crush Gilbert Beildschmidt. The letter told you to meet him at a cliff, overlooking the ocean.
Thinking he was going to admit he had feelings for you, you went. While waiting for him, you sat on the edge, watching the waves hit against the rocky edge.
Someone came up from behind you, making you turn only enough to see a female face with a grin before you were falling into the ocean. Now you rest in the ocean, your watery grave awaiting.
A wave pushed you forward, slamming you into the side and knocking all the remaining air in your body out. Trying to swim upwards, struggling for air, you tried swimming upwards once more.
RomanoxReader: I Came for You You looked at the invite and sighed, knowing that this party was just going to end up a disaster-rest with half the nations drunk out of their mind. Sighing, you ripped open the envelope and took out the card.RomanoxReader: I Came for You1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Reading through it, you groaned and tossed it to the side and began messaging some of the other nations about this party. There was one contact you would avoid for the time being, your face turning red at the thought.
Your mind danced with images, his face turning red with anger and Spain having to calm him down and force him to go. Shutting your eyes, you flopped on the couch and curled up with a pillow.
"Italy Romano...don't be such a sour sport." You mumbled, listening as your phone went of but blatantly ignoring it. "Just come for once."
"Absolutely not stupid Spain!" Romano snapped, storming up into his room. "I wouldn't be caught dead at one of America's shitty parties!"
Spain followed behind, trying to be the voic
Drunk!PrussiaxReader "Oktoberfesttt!" Your enthusiastic Prussian yelled before dashing out the door.Drunk!PrussiaxReader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You quickly cut him off, sliding in front of the front door before he could leave,"Gilbert, don't get so drunk that I need to come get you. Please!?"
"Come on __________!" He whined, throwing his arms down in defeat,"West got actual beer from Munich! Löwenbräu! Fräulein, Löwenbräu!"
"___________!" He continually begged like a small child. "If Luddy can get drunk, why can't I!? It's my country to~o! Pleaseee!? Please! Please! Please!?"
"Fine!" You finally broke, sighing in defeat. "But if you call me at two in the morning to pick you up, I'll be sure you'll never be able to drink beer ever again!"
His crimson eyes widened and he swallowed hard. "J...Ja frau, I-I promise I'll get home on my own or stay with Luddy..."
"'I promise I'll get home on my own or stay with Luddy,'
GermanyxReaderxIreland One thing that always seemed to take you off-guard was the close relation to your two friends, Ludwig Beildschmidt and Seamus Kirkland. You knew that Seamus' younger brother, Arthur, and Ludwig couldn't be considered anything close to friends.GermanyxReaderxIreland1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Second, those two barely had anything in common. Seamus was a carefree, happy-go-lucky Irishman. Ludwig was a strict, drill-sergeant type German man.
On many occasions, you believed it was the beer. Yes, both men could undoubtably drink pints of the amber alcohol and be able to hold it down rather well. Although, when a meeting was held at either's country, they'd end up at the bar, occasionally with their siblings.
And guess which lovely little nation did the bars or pubs usually call?
Yes, since you were a close friend and ally to both nations (meaning Germany and Ireland), you were often called at ridiculous hours of the night (maybe even at daybreak) to come collect them.
GermanyxReader: Christmas Eve Morn' The German man looked around, only seeing white surround him. The sky was grey and the ground was covered in a thin layer of snow. As he walked, he could hear the snow crunch beneath his combat boots of black.GermanyxReader: Christmas Eve Morn'1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Up ahead, he spotted a figure laying on the ground. Seeing some chance to not be alone, he rushed through the snow, the familiar weight of all his military-grade equipment and clothing on top of him.
He began to make out who it was as he came nearer and by the time he was in front of the figure, he was collapsing to his knees. A beautiful young woman, the country of (country name) laying strewn on the ground.
From her mouth which hung agape trickled a fresh stream of blood. Her uniform was torn by bullets and some sort of sharp object that was used to stab at her. Most of her beautiful (h/c) hair was chopped of and beneath her in the reddened snow. What hurt him most was her beautiful (e/c) eyes staring into the distance with no trace of life within, looki
Papa!GermaniaxChild!Reader Getting woken up at late hours during this time of year was rather habitual with a 5 year old in the house. With hot, muggy weather came thunderstorms which would affright the poor child.Papa!GermaniaxChild!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Not only that, but being the only girl in the house, the young boy usually looked up to you as more of a mother-figure than a sister. Your mother passed away when you were 7, the day that Ludwig, your youngest brother was born.
Since then, you and your older brother, Gilbert, having been helping your father care for the boy. Gilbert, who was 12 at the time, took more responsibility with household chores while you helped your father more in taking care of an infant Ludwig.
Since then, Ludwig has grown rather attached to you. Not that there was anything wrong with that, you loved your little brother with all your heart. It's just that some nights when you're enjoying a nice, peaceful sleep, you'd like to stay in that nice, peaceful sleep.
RomanoxReader: Stronger Her voice so pure.RomanoxReader: Stronger1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Her gaze so soft.
Her hair so silky.
Yet so strong.
His voice so spiteful.
His words usually dirtied.
His glare, cold.
So many problems.
He had to rely on others for help.
Yet, when he was with her...
Romano held you close, not knowing what to do in this situation. Spain was so terrible at explaining things, Romano would have to simply complaining about it.
Your body felt limp and lifeless in his arms, shock was still taking over you from the sudden change of pace. People around you were wondering what exactly was going on.
"R...Romano..." You whispered as tears surfaced in your eyes. "Why...why did you even consider...?"
"____________...you're the most perfect person I have ever met..." His voice was hardly above a whisper. "You shouldn't be hanging around me...that's why I'm...brea
Child!RussiaxReader: Cold Cold.Child!RussiaxReader: Cold1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Why does it always have to be so friggen cold?
The snowstorm had long since died but the snow was still piled up. You were barely able to get to work only to find the boss had called off work. Now, freezing cold, you were unable to get on a bus (all the roads being snowed in) and had to walk a mile through a foot of snow.
Trudging on, you met with something solid buried under the snow, sending you down to your face. Grumbling, you got up, ready to kick what tripped you when you noticed a scarf and coat. Quickly digging in the snow, you found a little boy beneath the white, he face eerily similar to that of the snow.
He was undoubtably alive, breaths coming in and out shallowly. But at this rate, not for much longer. Your home wasn't far so you moved as quickly as permitted in such harsh weather. He was pulled closer to you, maybe the warmth may be to his benefit.
As you trudged along, you noticed blood on his cloths along with brui
RomanoxWinged!Reader Romano sat at a bus stop, rain pouring gray around him. For the umpteenth time, he checked his phone for the time, letting out a sigh as he closed it. 'Tre ore...Antonio...you're so late...'RomanoxWinged!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Lowering his head, the Italian released a few tears in secrecy. The rain began to pick up, making a ringing in his ear from the loud pounding against the metallic covering.
Soft splashing footsteps were heard coming from the rain, making his head pick up so he could quickly wipe his tears away. A small figure came into view, a hand holding her shoulder (h/l) hair straight from the rain. Her (e/c) eyes cut through the dark, only holding nothing within them. Not even life.
He quickly shot to his feet, watching as she slowly approached. Before she made it to him, her body faltered and crashed into a puddle on the sidewalk. It took a moment of silence before Romano stepped from his cover and to the girl's side.
The first thing he noticed was the shoulder she gripped
Winged!RussiaxWinged!Reader It seemed so sunny and bright out, the birds flying overhead and whistling their merry little tune as they danced overhead. A light breeze was brushing your (h/c) hair back lightly along with, its fingers running through each (h/l) strand.Winged!RussiaxWinged!Reader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
In the air was the scent of nature, the grass and trees, the birds and bees, even the wind and sunlight had its own scent to carry. As you stepped across the open fields, you could feel the grass comfortably brushing your feet.
The wind suddenly began to blow much harder, making you laugh as you extended your wings to their full length, ready to jump up and fly in the air like the birds and butterflies and insects above you.
When you jumped up to fly off, a hand grabbed your wing and painfully yanked back. Suddenly, an array of hands were grabbing you, forcing your forward while holding your mouth. And a tearing feeling rippled through your back.
Whoever had caught you were tearing your wings off by hand, blood rising
GermanyxReader: Fluff You walked down the halls aimlessly in the middle of the night. All you wore was an oversized, baggy tee which was (f/c), your favorite color. The shirt covered over your short pajamas pants.GermanyxReader: Fluff1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Clutching the bottom, you entered the living room to see Germany asleep with a book on his lap, his hand resting on top of it. A yawn escaped your lips but you made no attempt to stifle it, only the exhausted tears that followed which pricked at the corners of your eyes.
Turning around, you went back into your room and grabbed a blanket and throwing it around your shoulders before scuffling back down the halls and onto the couch beside your German friend and ally before flopping your head onto his lap and waking him up with a start, hence, knocking you to the ground as he stood up from his spot.
"Ow..." You murmured, trying to pull yourself up but falling too exhausted to even do that. "You're so mean Germany..."
"Vell you should be sleeping in your own bett und
EnglandxReader: Christmas Parties Walking down the halls with your head slightly lowered, you tried to ignore all the groups of girls whispering and pointing towards you. Not so popular with anyone and barely having friends yourself, many wondered why you even showed your face in school.EnglandxReader: Christmas Parties1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Still, the small amount of nerdy, weird friends you had were close to you. Although your friends were much popular than you would ever be. Hell, Arthur could have girls at his feet by silently whispering 'love' into their ear.
Currently, you were walking to Arthur's classroom during the lunch break to give him a bag of sweets you made him and to finally admit your newfound feeling of affection towards him. With only a few days before Christmas and Alfred's party tonight, you wanted to jump on the chance before someone else did.
As you went to his room, 2-B, you slid open the door to see him talking with another girl. She was very pretty, long brown hair tied in dual pigtails and tanned skin. Both of them were talking so you just sa
NordicsxReader: Shaken on the Ice Shakily, you hung onto Denmark. You were balanced on two blades of metal on a frozen lake behind the Nordic home. They promised to teach you how to skate and have had no success up until this point.NordicsxReader: Shaken on the Ice1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Denmark slowly began to release his grip on you. Suddenly, you were on your own, gently gliding on your own. Looking back towards them, you smiled. "H-Hey! Look!"
They all watched with smiles as you shakily glided yourself shakily around the frozen ice. All the Nordic countries smiled and carefully watched as you went around in circles.
Soon enough, you were skating around like a pro, going as far around the lake as you could. Someone cried out your name, fear in their voice. "Don't worry!" You cried back, not hearing the crackling noise beneath your feet. "I'm fine-"
Like that, the ice broke apart, the water movement setting you off balance and causing you to fall backwards in the cold water. Hitting the frozen water, you felt your body completely refuse to an
IcelandxReaderxNorway Emil Steilsson. Sophomore in World Academy. 16 years old, born on June 17th. Silver haired and violet-eyed. At first glance, he seems like a rather cold-hearted person but can be sincere and kind.IcelandxReaderxNorway1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Lukas Bondevik. Senior at World Academy. 17 years old, birthdate yet to be confirmed. Platinum blond hair and dull blue eyes. A rather mysterious character who rarely shows expression or speaks.
Half-brothers. Lukas' father passed on at a young age leaving him and his mother alone. Mother remarried to an Icelandic man which resulted in Emil. The two argue constantly on simple matters but they seem to care deeply for each other.
Pressing your face in your textbook, you sighed. The three of you were in the library studying when Emil and Lukas decided they needed to begin one of their famous 'brother' arguments.
"I won't say it..."
Bringing your head u
AmericaxReader: Don't Forget A smile was planted softly on your face as you walked down the busy streets to Time Square, New York City. This wasn't your final destination but just a stop.AmericaxReader: Don't Forget1 year ago in Romance More Like This
At this time of year, you couldn't help but do this. People were rushing around for last-minute gifts at Toys-R-Us and couples kissing. The stores were all lit and decorated for one of the biggest holidays of the year.
The city that never sleeps was always more alive and kicking this time of year. Bells of the Salvation Army rung high into the air, different carols were being played at each street corner and children squealed in excitement as they looked into the windows of toy stores.
You passed Times Square without a passing glance. In the corner of your eye, you saw the ball that would be dropped in less than a week to ring in the new year. Smiling sadly, you shoved your cold hands into your warm coat pockets and buried your face into your scarf.
Crows dissipated and quickly
GermanyxReader: Surprises "How is he...?" You heard Gilbert whispered as you slowly and silently shut the door behind you as you exited.GermanyxReader: Surprises1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You smiled slightly. "He should be fine as long as the dogs don't start barking again."
Going back into the living room, you sat beside Gilbert on the couch, looking towards the lit up and decorated tree beside you. "Is Ludwig going to be coming home this Christmas...?"
Gilbert shrugged, letting you snuggle up to him. "Who's to know. He could be back today, next week or next year."
"Will he ever come back...?"
Gilbert sighed, holding you close and kissed your head. "Of course he will...I thought you knew him. He may be my younger brother but he's stubborn as an ox but he's tough."
"Gilbert...it's been almost four years..." Tears began to collect in your eyes. "I never told him about...anything going on here..."
"Maybe you should write a letter..." Gilbert suggested, getting up to fetch you a pen and paper. "At least let him know
Famous!SpainxReader It was circulating all over the news. Headlines in well-known magazines and newspapers read something on the lines of,"International Superstar Antonio Carriedo in the Hospital."Famous!SpainxReader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Seeing the magazine articles made you laugh. All the girls were more worried about his international tour then his 'assumed' bad health. And by 'assumed,' you meant that he didn't have bad health.
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, one of the biggest stars to the majority of the female population, was your best friend. He wasn't in the hospital. You were. And since being brought in, he hasn't left your side.
The nurses wouldn't allow anyone to see him or you, trying to keep the paparazzi out of you hairs. He really would've rather had some private time with you seeing as what happened.
Voice voice was stolen from you. No, that doesn't really sound right. Someone took your voice away from you. Stabbed you in the throat when you tried to scream for help and shredded your vocal cords
BTTxChild!Reader -Pt 3- Dinner came later on, by then you had taken a nap and was feeling much better. Along with Feliciano and Ludwig came two others, a blond-haired body with a curly piece of hair sticking out and a boy who looked a lot like Feliciano although his foul mood suggested otherwise.BTTxChild!Reader -Pt 3-1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You sat between Vati and Papa, trying to be on your best behavior during dinner. Everyone was relevantly silent as you ate, other than Feliciano who was talking with Ludwig beside him.
Everything seemed to be going good, no one seemed to be bothering you too much. Suddenly, the boy who looked like Feli stood up,"Why do you always pay attention to that stupid potato bastard!?"
You jumped, bumping your knee into the table and managing to knock over some of your food onto you. Tears fell from your eyes as the other man continued yelling. Padre tried to get him to stop yelling as Feliciano shriveled up.
A sob suddenly escaped your lips, gaining Papa's attention. He smiled softly, picking you
FrancexReader: Soaring HeartFrancexReader: Soaring Heart2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Freak. Mutant. Unwanted. Bitter words that stung you like a punch to the face. You were on the run constantly. You were different. You were mutated. And you were unwanted.
Everyone you met wanted you to leave, throwing rocks and glass at you. Only recently-shooting you.
Holding onto your bleeding waist to the best of your abilities, you went to the nearest home you could find. Which just so happened to be in the middle of scenic nowhere. 'Where the hell am I even...? I flew here from (wherever) and...whatever...this wound is killing me.'
Yes, you had taken a long journey from the freak show of a lab that you had called home for most of your life and went to a far off country. Which just so happened to be France.
Walking up to the random house, you knocked on the door, clutching your bleeding hip and waiting for what exactly would happen next. What surprised you was the entrance of a very suave and good-looking blond into your life.
SwitzerlandxNeko!Reader Running was all you could do now. For days on end now, you have been experimentation lab you grew up in. The only knowledge you had was that you were somewhere in Europe.SwitzerlandxNeko!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
After long, extensive travels, you now knew you were either in Switzerland or Austria. You were located somewhere in the alps, making you come to the conclusion that you must've been in one of the bordering countries.
Cuts and bruises new and old littered your skin from the lab assistants and from running away. Your body was shaking terribly from exhaustion, hunger and mental fatigue.
Hoping that you could find some refuge in a pen full of sheep and sleep, you creeped onto someone's property, avoiding the signs written in German saying to keep out.
Meer seconds after setting foot on the lawn, you heard the cocking of a gun and turned your head. A blond man stood there with anger flaring in his emerald eyes. "Who are you!? Why are you on my land!?"
You creeped away slowly, tryi