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
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!Reader3 years 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
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 Pain3 years 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
FrancexReader: Savior Italy's normally sweet and innocent brown eyes cut through the mostly-darkened tent as a deep violet color. You cringed in fear as you saw him approaching via moonlight.FrancexReader: Savior4 years ago in Romance More Like This
There was a silver switchblade hidden, only the glare from the reflecting moonlight confirmed this before he pulled it out into view,"Bella, you seem to be doing well tonight."
You couldn't speak, due to the black cloth tied around your mouth. He pulled the blade out as he got nearer, a cold grin spreading on your face. The sharp end of the blade hit the skin of your left with coolness behind it,"Why aren't you answering me bella? I thought we we're friends?"
Slowly, he dragged the blade slowly across your cheek, blood arising and spilling as tears of pain formed on the bottom of your (e/c) eyes. You shut your eyes in order to ignore the world for a moment but it only let the threatening tears spill.
The blade was removed from the epidermis of your skin and your tears wiped away. Both
Drunk!PrussiaxReader "Oktoberfesttt!" Your enthusiastic Prussian yelled before dashing out the door.Drunk!PrussiaxReader3 years 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,'
PrussiaxReader "Prussia! Quit squirming around!" You snapped as you tightened the white bandages on his forearm.PrussiaxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The second you did so, the albino jumped. "So unawesome! You need to be careful with the awesomeness ___________!"
"Shut up." Looking at the various cuts and bruises you have yet to tend to. "So Gilbo, who did you piss off this time?"
"Russia~!" He exclaimed, bare chest slightly puffed out and a cocky grin on his face. "Couldn't handle my awesomeness! Knocked him out with one arm behind my back!"
Sick of the man's cocky attitude, you tugged painfully on a strand of his white hair. "Ow! Hölle heil frau! You have some muscle on you! Almost as awesome as mine."
You watched with a poker face as he started flexing in front of you. "You know I don't have to take care of you, right? I'm just here to help your brother out."
"Pffff! Screw Vest." His raised his eyebrows suggestively before bringing himself closer to you,"You know you vant
2p!EnglandxReaderxEngland: Pt 4 Although you should've been panicked, you were completely calm. England looked towards you, his eyes slightly widened in worry. "I'll be fine Artie...go and help the Allies-"2p!EnglandxReaderxEngland: Pt 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I'm not going anywhere!" He said, pulling you closer to him. "I'm going to make sure you can go home safely! I won't let you get hurt again...!"
"Artie listen to me." You said sharply, gaining his full attention. "I'll be okay, I promise. There are guns in here, right?" England nodded, tears starting to blur his vision. "Then I'll be okay."
He nodded, pulling out a ring and slipping it onto your ring finger. Both of his hands wrapped around yours,"What are you...?"
"Keep it for me..." He whispered, pulling you close once more. His smile wasn't as bright as it could be, it looked more saddened. "J...Just so I know you're still here..."
"Thank you...thank you so much for everything..." You gripped him tighter, a laugh with nerves weaved in soun
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 Tower3 years 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
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.GermanyxReaderxIreland3 years 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.
EnglandxReaderx2p!England: Pt 2 There you were, silence in the tent as you held the blade in hand, blood dripping from your finger. He grinned at your bravery and quickly pulled a switchblade. You barely had a second to move, instincts carrying you away from the blade as it grazed cooly against your cheek.EnglandxReaderx2p!England: Pt 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
A few more quick jabs came at your way, you were barely able to dodge and got new cuts across your perfect skin with every strike. Finally, you managed to raise your knife, blocking an attack.
Brushing the knife the opposite way, you managed to slip out of the tent and into the woods. Everything seemed normal, aside from the one 'opposite' country you met so far. Behind you, everything lay silent. They must've let you go without a fight.
Blood surfaced and spilled from cuts on your cheek, forehead and arms, along with one on your stomach. Weakly, you walked through the forest for what felt like hours. Lights could be seen, along with country flags. Allied countries fl
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 Peace3 years 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
EnglandxReaderx2p!England: Pt 1 "You don't know what you're doing!" The blond's voice rose once more, your (e/c) glare not anywhere near breaking. "This isn't some stupid romance novel. This is war! It changes people!"EnglandxReaderx2p!England: Pt 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I have my reasons Germany." You used his country name, adding a hint of coolness as you spit the name out. "I love Arthur, can't you see that by now!?"
He gritted his teeth, trying to keep himself from yelling. "Listen, you know you will be fighting against me in this war? Doesn't it worry that you're fighting your big brother?"
"You're country has gone to hell since your latest boss has taken over!" You took no consideration in keeping your voice down. "I'm becoming independent from you and your messed up country!"
"Inde..." His voice was rather quiet, the initial shock of his little sister becoming independent scaring him. As he got over this shocking reality check, he breathed out heavily. "Go then. I don't want you here anymore.
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'3 years 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
FrancexReader: Soaring HeartFrancexReader: Soaring Heart4 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.
EnglandxReaderx2p!England: Pt 3 A light nudge at your shoulder awoke you, Arthur was standing at your cot with a worried expression on his face. "A...Artie..." You whispered in the night,"W...what's wrong...?"EnglandxReaderx2p!England: Pt 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I...I just want to be near you..." He said simply, looking away from you now,"I-I'm sorry, that sounded a bit...stalkerish, doesn't it...I'm terribly sorry...I-I'll just go now-"
Before he could turn and run once more, you grabbed his sleeve and pulled him closer to you. "I...I want some company too...it's scary being alone in this strange world..."
He smiled, laying down beside you and quickly attaching himself to your form now. "W-Well...if you insist...it's rude not to I suppose...for our guest...I just..."
"Artie...stop fooling yourself..." You replied a bit more harsh than you intended,"Come here, just...relax into my shoulder...cry if you want...I won't judge you if you do..."
Within seconds, his body was shaking in your arms and his
RomanoxReader: Stronger Her voice so pure.RomanoxReader: Stronger3 years 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
RomanoxReader: Ti amo When you began coming to the next morning, a light and warm breeze was tricking against your face. A warm hand pressed against your shoulder and shook your body slightly,"___________...it's morning idiota..."RomanoxReader: Ti amo3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Groggily opening your eyes, Lovino stood above you in a tee-shirt with sleep still coating his golden ones. "Can I sleep from five more minutes...?" You asked, rolling over to the side and covering your head. "I'm comfy..."
The sheets were lifted off of you and a weight presented itself on the bed beside where you lay. "It's almost noon idiota..." Lovino got off the side of the bed and assumably slid open the door to the balcony, letting in the fresh air.
Outside, you could easily hear the birds chirping and music playing as if it were just another normal day in Italy. Lovino's footsteps exited out of the room and you took the chance to pull the covers over you once more. Slowly letting your (e/c) eyes open, the sunlight streamed through the translucent
IndiaxReader: Stress Falling partially over, you sighed. Recently, you have been attending classes in Gakuen World W as a new country. Since entering, you've been overdoing yourself with work, pushing your health (both mental and physical) to the extreme.IndiaxReader: Stress3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Leaning against the hallway wall, you tried to take a moment to breath and regain composure before moving once more. After a moment's pause, you walked forward only to collapse in exhaustion on the floor.
You barely noticed as a student ran up to you and helped you up. This was a country you had rarely ever seen around the halls. The man was dark-skinned with brown hair which was perfectly combed back. On his forehead was a red Tilaka.
His smile was shaky, that much was obvious. You mustn't have been looking good. "Do you need any help miss?"
Picking yourself up, you shook your head. Quickly, you went to the wall and used it to balance yourself. "N-No...I'm fine..."
"Well, as long as we are talking about names, I
SpainxReader: Hijo de La Luna.____________.SpainxReader: Hijo de La Luna3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tonto el que no entienda
cuenta una leyenda
que una hembra gitana
conjuró a la luna hasta el amanecer
al llegar el día
desposar un calé
A fool is he who doesn't understand
a legend tells
that a gypsy woman
implored the moon
weeping, she begged till dawn
to marry a gypsy man
Your body was so worn and destroyed, the Ottoman Turks once more beating you and your country to a pulp. The only thing you could do was crawl to the farthest cliff in your country and watch the moon shine over the sea before you.
Sitting down, you watched the moon's glorious reflection sparkle through the night, not a care in the world or the sky that it hung in. Bringing your knees and face together, you cried out with no other source of help.
"I wish I could just marry someone...someone rich and powerful..." You sobbed sadly,"Someone rich w-who could protect me and my people...a handsome man...beautiful tanned skin
FrancexReader: The Country of LoveFrancexReader: The Country of Love3 years ago in Romance More Like This
As the plane landed you looked out the window. It was your first time out of the country. Living and studying in France seemed like a dream to you. The family you were staying with the Bonnefoys. They were supposed to be waiting for you at the airport.
You picked up your luggage and went to search for Mrs. Bonnefoy.
However when you left the plane you didn't see anyone fitting the picture of Mrs. Bonnefoy. Instead you saw a handsome man with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a cardboard sign with your name on it tucked under his arm while he was flirting with some girls.
"Ahem," you said clearing your throat to get his attention.
He turned and gave you a charming smile. Well at least you thought he was trying to be charming, but in reality you found it overwhelmingly creepy. "Bonjour, mon chéie," he said to you. "Qu'est-ce que une belle femme comme vous faites ici?"
"Umm, I can only speak English," you said.
"Ohonhonhon, a foreigner," he said, "Now please tell me w
APH Fanfic: FrancexReader- CochonYou knocked on the edge of the screen door yet again. "Monsieur Duval?" you called into the apparently empty house, your patience wearing thin.APH Fanfic: FrancexReader- Cochon3 years ago in Romance More Like This
With a sigh you stepped back and off the porch of the large, old farmhouse. Placing a hand on your hip you glared at the door. You didn't have time for this: the restaurant opened in two hours! If Monsieur Duval wasn't in the house you were going to have to look for him somewhere else and that meant going to the barn.
You turned around to look at the red frame structure on the other side of the property. You really didn't want to go over there if you didn't have to. Monsieur Duval's pigs were wonderful animals and were very good at finding truffles- which was the reason you were in the country an hour outside Paris in the first place- but the fact was that they stank. And you really didn't want to get any closer to them then you had to.
You stood outside the house for
FrancexReader Washed Ashore (Mini-Contest Entry)FPOVFrancexReader Washed Ashore (Mini-Contest Entry)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Darkness surrounds Francis, exhaustion racking his body, unable to even open his eyes. How had this happened?
All he remembers is fighting with Gilbert about some stupid thing. The next thing is a quick memory of searing pain on the back of his head.
...Where am I...? How did I end up 'ere...where ever zis is? Francis thinks to himself, waves crashing against his feet. Groaning, the Frenchman tries to force his blue eyes open, but his body ignores him; his arms, feeling like lead, hold him to the ground.
Darkness once again tries to claim his body, and for once, Francis allows it, the sounds slowly turn silent.
Since you were a little kid, you have lived on this island. You don't remember how on Earth you ended up here, since the other inhabitants are completely different from what you look like, but you still call this island your home.
You glance up at the sky, a basket full of fruit dangling from your
FrancexReader: Please Come Home "The snow's commin' down," The sad lyrics rung through your ears as you trudged on through the snow-covered city you lived in. "I'm watching it fall."FrancexReader: Please Come Home4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sighing gently, you held your hand out and gently caught a snowflake in the palm of your glove-covered hand.
You deeply wanted to be with France again this year. Last year, the two of you spent Christmas Eve and Christmas Day together. It was probably the best Christmas you have had yet.
But this year, France was stuck at his home, overpiled with work from his boss. Maybe it was this meloncholy song or the loneliness this year that made your heart ach for someone.
"But it's not like Christmas at all," Tuning back into the music, you listened closely to the words,"'Cuz I remember when you were here. And all the fun we had last year."
A tear fell from your (e/c) eye. You quicky wiped it away, knowing that the cold tear would make your body tempurature go lower than it
FrancexReader: Single Thornless Rose-I Love youFrancexReader: Single Thornless Rose-I Love you3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Caressing a white rose you smiled. The garden you and your boyfriend of three years had planted was the best in the town.
Everything from lilies to roses to sunflowers grew there.
"There you are cheri," said a voice from behind you. A single thorn less rose dangled in front of your vision. You took it smiling
A pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist and a pair of lips gently kissed the crook of your neck. Yes your boyfriend of three years was the infamous Francis Bonnefoy. Personification of France, and member of the Bad Touch Trio.
"What brings you out here?" you asked giggling slightly at your boyfriend's common romantic antics. No matter what he did he always managed to do something that swept you off your feet and made you feel like the princess in a fairytale.
Francis spun you around to face him his gorgeous blue eyes capturing your (e/c) ones. "I can't just visit my beautiful girlfriend in our garden?"
You smirked, "Not lately," you raised an eyebrow.
"Ok, ok, y
Child!EnglandxAdult!Reader -Pt 3- Alfred was sleeping beside you when you awoke, his arms wrapped around both yours and Arthur's forms. Arthur was whimpering again, tears falling down his face.Child!EnglandxAdult!Reader -Pt 3-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Picking him up, you rubbed his back gently and tried to calm him as you did before,"Awww, did ze poor baby wake up?" An eerie voice spoke from across the room. Bringing your head up, you saw a handsome blond walking towards you, a creepy grin on his stubbly face.
He walked forward, his appearance changing. Fangs grew in his mouth, his eyes turning a red color and black horns growing from his blond head. A tail appeared, swaying as he walked forth and then two pairs of demonic wings shot out.
At this point, you let out a scream loud enough to awaken Arthur and Alfred, Alfred shooting from his spot to grab your hand and drag you away from the demon. "Alfred! Get back here wis ze child!"
He nearly threw you into your car, jumping over the hood and getting in the passenger side, taking Arthur from